Fortune Teller

Looking at these lines, Gu Xiuyun quickly deduced the surrounding situation and found a safe path.

"Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and refined the turtle's black armor into a spiritual weapon for self-defense. Otherwise, let alone these two people today, I would have died in Beiqiong Mountain." Gu Xiuyun sighed in his heart.

Using the turtle's black armor to deduce heavenly secrets, Gu Xiuyun's divination ability increased several times.

In the past, if he wanted to deduce the whereabouts of monsters, it would take him a long time to get the answer, but under the guidance of the turtle's black armor, it only took him a moment to find a way out.

It was precisely because of this that Gu Xiuyun dared to walk alone in the depths of Beiqiong Mountain.

Although he is no match for those big demons, with the help of the Black Armor of the Spirit Turtle, he can completely avoid the places where the demon beasts appear, so he can naturally be safe and sound.

The three of them walked one behind the other for nearly dozens of miles in the mountain forest, and unexpectedly came to the other side of the mountain, where Wu Lao and Taoist Jingquan met the purple-backed demon wolf.

"There should be a cave here. As long as you hide in it, those monsters will definitely not be found." Gu Xiuyun said with confidence.

Only by using divine calculations can he discover the underground caves, but those monsters don't have this ability.

"Underground caves? Fellow Taoist, those monsters are the masters of Beiqiong Mountain and are familiar with the terrain. Are there any underground caves that they don't know about?" Mr. Wu looked suspicious.

"Of course you can't hide in ordinary caves, but that cave is filled with the scent of purple spirit ganoderma, which has the miraculous effect of isolating spiritual power from detection." Gu Xiuyun explained.

"Zhima Cave?" Mr. Wu and the young man looked shocked.

It was here that they found the thousand-year-old Zhima. Unfortunately, Zhima was extremely cunning and disappeared in a blink of an eye. But from what the Taoist in Qingyi said, it seemed that he could find Zhima Cave?

"You two can come with me."

Gu Xiuyun gave a faint smile and walked towards the mountain wall. He dug a tunnel and got in after knocking on it.

Wu Lao and Taoist Jingquan quickly followed.

After the two people walked into it, they did not forget to break open the rocks and block the entrance.

After walking for a hundred feet, they finally came to a cave.

I saw Ganoderma lucidum growing all around, but they were all quite young and obviously still in their infancy. There was something sticky on the wall of the cave. I didn’t know what it was, but it was filled with the aroma of Ganoderma lucidum.

"It really is the Zhima Cave." Wu Lao said with a look of amazement on his face, "It is said that the thousand-year-old Zhima will open a cave underground to take care of the descendants of the Zhi tribe. I didn't expect it to be true."

He possesses the secret skill of searching for ganoderma and has collected countless amounts of ganoderma throughout his life, but he has never entered the Zhima Cave. This is because the thousand-year-old Zhima possesses special powers. Its breath can isolate all things from detection, even in the Qi Chong Douxiao realm. The monsters can't even hope to find the cave.

"Who is this fellow Taoist that can even find Zhima Cave?" Wu Lao felt incredible.

Taoist Jingquan also looked at Gu Xiuyun with doubts on his face.

They could see that Gu Xiuyun was only at the early stage of the Pulse Opening Realm and had not yet opened the Heaven Pass. However, the previous sword finger penetrated the demon bird hundreds of feet away and was powerful enough to shock the two of them.

But now, Gu Xiuyun found a way out of the monster beasts' siege and escaped into the Zhima Cave. This kind of ability is definitely not something that a practitioner in the early stage of the Pulse Opening Realm can possess.

"I, Gu Xiuyun, come from You Ning City, and I have met these two Taoist friends," Gu Xiuyun said with a slight smile, cupping his fists, "Looking at the clothes of the two of them, they should be disciples of the Weak Water Sect!"

"I'm Wu Muchen, a deacon dispatched by the Ruoshui Sect, and I've met fellow Daoist Gu."

"I am Jingquan, an inner disciple of the Ruoshui Sect. My lay name is Feng Yuquan. I come from the Feng family in Pingning City."

The two of them quickly returned the favor with fists clasped.

"It turns out he is an inner disciple of the Weak Water Sect. No wonder he has opened two heavenly gates." Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

The disciples who join the Weak Water Sect are also divided into three, six or nine levels.

The most ordinary outer sect disciples generally have not even reached the Pulse Opening Realm and can only do chores or be sent to various places to perform sect tasks. If they can complete ten sect tasks, they can become expatriate deacons.

The inner disciples are the elites of the Weak Water Sect. Their cultivation is higher and they also have their own Taoist titles.

For example, Taoist Jingquan and Taoist Jing'an are the Taoist titles given by the Weoshui Sect. These disciples have higher positions and more resources, but the tasks under the sect are also more difficult. On the contrary, few people can complete ten tasks alive. .

As for Yan Suqing and others, they are called elder disciples and do not need to complete any sect tasks. As long as they have stayed in Ruoshui Sect for enough years or are recognized by the elders, they can leave the sect and return to their respective families.

"The poor Taoist has an inflated level of cultivation, but he can't even deal with monsters. Instead, he is not as good as fellow Taoist Gu, who can kill demon sparrows with just a few clicks." Fellow Taoist Jing Quan shook his head, "fellow Taoist can kill hundreds of feet away with one finger. The demon bird is probably above us when it comes to the secrets of immortality."

It is no easy task to kill a Yuanling Pulse Cleansing Realm monster from a distance of hundreds of feet.

Even if the Light Refining Finger is good at attacking and killing from a distance, it still has to combine four kinds of restrictions to achieve this.

Although Taoist Jingquan opened two heavenly gates, he only integrated three kinds of restrictions. In terms of the power of the secret method, he was slightly inferior.

"Fellow Taoist Jingquan is ridiculous. I am also lucky. By chance, I learned the clan's secret technique. It happens that this secret technique is good at long-range attacks. Otherwise, I would be helpless against that demon bird." Gu Xiuyun smiled slightly.

"Fellow Taoist is so humble!"

Taoist Jingquan was about to say a few more words when suddenly Taoist Jing'an behind him spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"No, senior brother has been poisoned too deeply. His own spiritual power alone can no longer resist the poison. Mr. Wu, fellow Taoist Gu, do you have any ideas?" Taoist Jingquan looked anxious.

Taoist Jing'an was not only his senior brother, but also his clan brother. The two had a deep friendship. When he saw his clan brother vomiting blood, he suddenly panicked.

"Fellow Taoist Jingquan, don't panic. Let me feel his pulse first." Mr. Wu strode up to Taoist Jing'an and put his finger on his pulse.

After a moment, he sighed, "The poison is so strong. I'm afraid that poisonous stinger contains the innate magical power of one of the monsters. Only by combining the power of the magical power with the poison can the fellow Taoist Jing'an have no power to resist. "

"What should we do?" Taoist Jingquan asked.

"There is no way," Wu Lao sighed and shook his head, "There are many monsters that are good at using poison, but the awakened innate magical power is also highly poisonous, which is rare. Fellow Taoist Jing'an's fate is not good."

The poison in the monster's body alone is not enough to seriously injure a practitioner of the second heaven of Kaimai, but with the addition of the poisonous magical power, it will be different.

The two are superimposed. Let alone the second heaven of opening pulses, even a practitioner of the fourth heaven will lose half his life once he is attacked.

"Perhaps there is a way." Gu Xiuyun looked at the gray-faced Taoist Jing'an and suddenly said.