Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 36: Treasures in the Mountains
"I hope I'm not bored..."

Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help muttering while climbing the mountain.

Looking back, there were dots of fire below the mountain, gathered into one.

Those are the villagers holding torches, hesitating.

Xu Zhiqiu wasn’t sure whether these people would follow him.

He had no idea how much of the mud in his heart had been cleared away.

Anyway, he couldn't bear to give up halfway, so he had to go ahead and find the old baboon.

"Master." Halfway through the climb, he couldn't help but complain, "I now understand that this job of ferrying people around sounds simple, but it's really not easy to do."

He could have simply killed the mandrill and forced the villagers to accept reality.

This is indeed the most labor-saving approach.

But in that case, what will be the final outcome for the villagers who only care about being rescued, even if they survive this disaster?

In his previous life, the Republic of China was in turmoil, and he had seen too many tragedies...

Because of this, he knew that the only ones who could truly save them were themselves.

…………

Because it is a familiar road,
In less than half an hour, he found the same valley in the mountains.

As you step into the valley, the wine pool is still there, the wine is rippling, and the fragrance fills the valley.

There was nothing around, and there was not even a single baboon to be seen, as there used to be so many of them.

Could it be that these beasts also knew that he was not easy to deal with and were scared away in advance?

of course not,

In the shadows of the ancient trees around, pairs of eyes emitting green light appeared, blinking like dancing will-o'-the-wisp fires.

"Ah!"

Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing.

These beasts are very creative in ambushing in the open.

He ignored everything and strolled to the wine pool, dipped his fingertips in it, and created green ripples.

he mused.

"That old mandrill..."

Xu Zhiqiu raised his eyes and looked towards the dark cave deep in the valley.

This is most likely the nest of an old mandrill.

Fang had been exhausted by him, and if he retreated now, he would only die.

However, a trapped beast will still fight, so we should not be careless.

Just as Xu Zhiqiu was thinking, a white mist emerged from the cave.

The fog was thin at first, but soon became thicker, and after a while, it became a rolling mass.

It was as if the other end of the cave was connected to a rolling sea of ​​clouds pouring out.

In a blink of an eye, the whole valley became hazy, like heaven.

Xu Zhiqiu took a quick look and saw that the visibility around him was only two or three meters, and he was happy.

"There are some new tricks for me to see."

He knew that the old mandrill had the ability to swallow clouds and spit out smoke, so it was not surprising.

"Xixissuosuo——"

All around, the sound of branches shaking could be heard frequently, and pairs of eyes emitting green light slowly approached.

When they surrounded him in a circle less than five meters in size, suddenly, the sound of monkeys arose.

"Huh—!"

The mandrills took advantage of the fog and suddenly attacked, opening their ferocious mouths and sharp claws, and pounced towards him.

Judging from the momentum, they are bound to tear him into pieces.

The chirping sound was so painful that it stung the eardrums. Xu Zhiqiu turned his body to the side, first dodged the pounce of a mandrill, and then fired a "Pine Wind" attack on the back of its head.

Then he raised his leg and kicked the two mandrills on the left that were attacking him, breaking their waists.

Then he jumped high up and stomped down, just in time to push the skull of a ghost baboon into its chest, and then stepped the chest into the ground.

As soon as the rabbit jumped up and the hawk swooped down, they started fighting with these beasts.

Although these beasts cannot be considered monsters, they have lived in spiritual places for a long time, have strong muscles and bones, and have fierce claws and fangs, making them more difficult to deal with than ordinary tigers and leopards.

Dozens or even hundreds of them pounced on us at the same time, and it was quite troublesome to deal with them.

Although Xu Zhiqiu has the protection of reverse life, his foundation of Taoism is still very weak.

As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. He had no intention of wasting too much energy on these small monsters. With this in mind, he blew his air to scare away the Xiaos, and then rushed to the wine pool in one step.

Drink it down,
The water level of the wine in the pool dropped visibly.

With this sip, in the blink of an eye, at least dozens of kilograms of wine went into Xu Zhiqiu's stomach.

As his abdomen and chest bulged, his whole body became potbellied.

At this time, a group of goblins were approaching, he pinched his fingers and spit suddenly!
"Five Pieces of Wine to Sober You Up"

puff!
In an instant, a water dragon several meters long and as thick as a man's arms spurted out of his mouth, swirling around his body!

Roar!
It seemed as if there was really a dragon's roar, and water dragons formed a barrier and expanded outward.

The aroma of the wine was steaming, and it made the monkeys' eyes sore.

A large number of mandrills were unable to escape and were drenched in the faces and heads by the water dragon.

Then, the evil spirits ran out of fire, their feet sprained, and they all staggered to the ground, twitching.

There is a special kind of Qi mixed in the wine. Anyone who drinks even a little bit of it will get drunk, and the effect is comparable to the world's best drugs.

Just like entering the pine wind, it is listed as one of the three unique skills of Qingzhu Garden.

The mandrills in the inner circle fell down one after another, and those in the outer circle were about to rush up again, but many of them were tripped, and the scene became a mess.

Xu Zhiqiu took advantage of the opportunity and, under the cover of thick fog, sneaked into the cave.

I thought that after entering the cave, the one-legged old mandrill would take advantage of the fog to attack me.

But once you enter the cave, you'll find that it's clear and bright all around. The cave walls are inlaid with fluorescent stones that serve as light sources, and a long corridor extends into the depths.

Xu Zhiqiu did not relax his vigilance and slowly moved inside.

The corridor is winding and becomes narrower and narrower, and in the end you even have to turn sideways to pass through.

After he walked about a hundred meters, the space in front suddenly opened up.

It was a cave of about a hundred square meters, with a stone well in the middle and white steam coming out of the wellhead.

As soon as he stepped into the cave, Xu Zhiqiu felt a cool breeze rushing into his nose, as if his turbid brain marrow had been filtered through.

"This is……"

He was shocked.
I didn’t expect that there is a magical spring here.

Moreover, it was obvious that there had been human intervention.

On the bluestone ground one meter away from the well mouth, a circle of pale golden runes was carved, flickering with a faint afterglow.

The body of the old mandrill was now lying in front of the well, with one of its broken claws hanging limply at its side and the other claw clinging to a corner of the edge.

Xu Zhiqiu was ready to take action, but he never expected that the old baboon would die instantly.

He then stepped forward to examine it carefully.
The blood on the wound on the mandrill's chest caused by the scissors had long since dried.

And on that ugly shoe-horn face, black blood was oozing out of the seven holes.

After careful examination, Xu Zhiqiu came to a conclusion.

The cause of death of this old mandrill was not caused by him...

He lowered his head and glanced at the ground. The light golden runes flickered regularly, giving people a sense of ominous sharpness.

He silently took two steps back, thinking he had kept a relatively safe distance.

Then, he looked carefully at the inside of the well - there was a beautiful jade tripod floating above the spiritual spring, eight inches wide and narrow, about one foot long, with four legs and two ears.

The cauldron is filled with a light golden substance that is between liquid and Qi states.

Like golden sand, and like golden clouds.

It seems that the thing in the tripod is being warmed by the spiritual spring.

It looked clear at first glance, but as he looked more closely, the substance in the cauldron became hazy and illusory.

After looking at it for a long time, even my spirit seemed to be immersed in it, and I could vaguely hear a pleasant buzzing sound in my ears, like the song of some birds.

He suddenly woke up, speechless, and lowered his eyes.

There were words engraved on each of the eight sides of the well wall. The handwriting was sloppy and looked like ancient seal script, making it extremely difficult to recognize.

Xu Zhiqiu struggled to identify,

The first four words he recognized were the most eye-catching, and he read them out.

"Jiutian...Mica?"

He was surprised.
"Is this some kind of rare treasure left by our ancestors? Or is it some kind of spiritual fluid?"

"Drink it or apply it?"

He was kind of groping in the dark.

(End of this chapter)