The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

Firepower coverage.

Racial oppression.

Soon the rats were terrified of them.

Led by several rat spirits, they were routed and scattered in all directions.

Some fled into the inner cave, some escaped through other cave entrances, and some were trampled into mincemeat by their own kind in the chaos.

As usual, we will temporarily stop.

It's not that I don't want to pursue them, but I need to take a break.

Sitting amidst a mountain of corpses formed by tens of thousands of giant rats, he took out two pills as usual and handed them to Chang Shou and Sun Wukong respectively.

After thinking for a moment, he handed another one to the round-faced, chubby chicken that was staring at him expectantly.

After expressing his gratitude, Changshou refined the elixir to restore his magical power and strength.

Sun Wukong was still full of energy, but since everyone else had taken the elixir, he didn't want to be different, so he ate it like a candy.

As usual, he swallowed the elixir and sat cross-legged to refine it.

The elixir is quite effective.

After a cup of tea, Changshou recovered completely and returned to his peak condition.

As usual, he took out several bottles of poison pills and handed them to Chang Shou.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Chang Shou did not refuse.

He wasn't the type to be pretentious.

I understand that the current situation is special, so I thanked you generously and accepted your thanks.

Seeing the deformed iron rod in the monkey's hand, he took out a spiked club as usual and handed it to Sun Wukong.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Sun Wukong also expressed his gratitude.

Although a spiked club is not as effective as an iron bar, there's not much else to choose from right now.

"Although we have the upper hand, there are some dangers we must guard against. You all must be careful to avoid being careless and suffering losses."

He reminded her, his face cold but his heart warm.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, we understand."

Chang Shou nodded, indicating that he would take it to heart.

Sun Wukong nodded as well.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I, Old Sun, will never underestimate my opponent."

The round-faced, chubby chicken clucked twice.

His usual cold expression softened slightly.

The two immortals, the monkey, and the fat rooster set off again, heading towards the inner cave.

They couldn't control the large rats that escaped from other holes, but they couldn't let the rats hiding in the inner holes go unpunished.

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It is winding and circuitous.

The light grew dimmer, and the stench grew stronger.

They marched forward, enduring the thick, nauseating stench, as if heading deep underground to the legendary underworld.

The giant rats that attempted to ambush along the way were killed.

The large rats that had hidden along the way were wiped out.

Blood flowed like rivers along this route.

Along the way, there were mountains of rat bones.

Ultimately, they...

I saw a place that reeked of stench.

Chang Shou couldn't help but vomit.

Sun Wukong and Ruchang weren't much better off.

The round-faced, chubby chicken fell to the ground and was picked up by Chang Shou, who temporarily held it upside down by its legs to prevent it from being attacked by the giant rat.

After all, they were heroes who helped them slay demons and monsters.

Suppressing their nausea, the two immortals and the monkey looked ahead with unpleasant expressions.

The bottom of the cave turned out to be a burial ground for corpses.

Skeletons stood like a forest, and miasma filled the air.

It appears that at least tens of thousands of skeletons were buried there, including those of wild animals, birds, and humans, with the human skeletons being the most numerous.

The remaining giant rats are hiding in this forest of corpses.

Miasma is coming.

Chang Shou subconsciously held his breath.

After all, he was old and frail, with the weakest resistance.

Fortunately, the immortal reacted very quickly and swiftly took out three spiritual pills, handing them to Chang Shou and Sun Wukong.

After Chang Shou swallowed one and felt much better, he forcibly pried open the round-faced fat chicken's mouth and forced it to him.

"The miasma was everywhere, and the bones were piled up like a forest."

I never imagined that there would be such a dangerous place inside Yellow Wind Cave.

Like an ordinary person on the path to immortality.

His tone sounded heavy.

But looking at the excited expression on Ruchang's face, Changshou muttered to himself, feeling that this immortal was not being sincere.

"There's no time to lose. Let's resolve this trouble as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications."

Chang Shou suggested.

That being said, he did not lead the way.

Sun Wukong looked completely unfazed.

He was holding a spiked club and was about to move forward when Changshou immediately grabbed him.

"Monkey, although you are strong in martial arts and full of martial virtue, you have not yet cultivated. What lies ahead is clearly extraordinary. Do not be greedy for merit and act rashly. Be careful."

Chang Shou spoke.

Sun Wukong naturally gave him face, nodded and smiled, stopped and looked at Ruchang.

Chang Shou also looked at Ru Chang and smiled:

"Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

As you, Fellow Daoist, are skilled in the art of poison and are the strongest among us, I'll trouble you to go first this time.

Seeing this, the immortal, though inwardly filled with countless complaints, maintained his cold expression and nodded, saying:

"That's how it should be!"

I know you're up to no good, but I can't argue with you.

That makes perfect sense.

As always, skilled and bold, he released another swarm of snakes, ordering his kin to hunt down the other giant rats, while he himself took the lead and entered the corpse forest, walking straight ahead.

Chang Shou and Sun Wukong followed closely behind.

Anyone who obstructs the way will be killed without mercy.

The miasma was getting thicker and thicker.

But it's no longer possible to influence them.

Soon, they reached the center of the miasma.

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The squeaking of mice rang out.

Looking at the scene before him, Chang Shou's expression was serious.

Before them stood a mountain of bones three zhang high, with a strange tree growing in the center of countless corpses. It was pitch black, with sparse branches and leaves, and grew in a bizarre way, much like a menacing ghost.

The three remaining rat spirits of the corpse were casting a spell. They stood under the strange tree, running around it, jumping occasionally, and weaving back and forth.

The movements were both comical and bizarre.

Yet it conveys an ancient and ominous sense of ritual.

Upon seeing their arrival, the three rat spirits became visibly anxious and immediately opened their mouths, spitting out a breath of demonic energy towards the strange tree.

The two immortals and the monkey immediately understood that the rat spirit was performing a sacrifice, making a final stand.

Having cultivated for a long time and known more secrets, and having dealt with rat demons the most, his cold expression suddenly turned serious, and he said excitedly:

"A hundred rats become a pest, a thousand rats become a disaster, and ten thousand rats become a plague!"

I never imagined that Huangfeng Cave really had this Night Plague Treasure Tree!

Upon hearing this, Chang Shou's expression turned serious.

Because of his old age and frail health, even after cultivating into a ghost immortal, he still needed to guard against various epidemics. Therefore, during his time staying at the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion, he spent a lot of time reading medical classics and pharmacopoeias.

This includes "The Theory of Evil Service".

Rats are among the most malevolent creatures.

It is said that the Plague God in Heaven had a rat immortal who cultivated the art of plague under his command.

The Night Plague Tree is a poisonous tree that grows in the plague path. It feeds on corpses and needs to be nourished not only by the flesh and blood of living beings but also by frequently devouring the flesh and blood of large rats.

Previously, he had only read similar records.

When the immortal revealed the truth to him, Chang Shou suddenly realized the truth and immediately felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Before one can become an immortal, the physical body is unable to withstand the arduous labor.

This precious tree of the Night Plague was enough to be fatal to him.

The Black Death, which caused the deaths of millions of barbarians in my previous life, was a massive plague.

Even immortals would find this thing extremely troublesome.

"Please, fellow Daoist Ruchang, stop this immediately."

Chang Shou said anxiously.

Judging from the tone of the ordinary immortal, he seemed to guess that the rat horde had this treasure, and that in addition to slaying demons, they had come for this tree.

He is a human immortal, the natural enemy of the rat clan, and skilled in the art of poison. He should be unafraid of this tree. Even if there is some hindrance, he must have come prepared for this.

After urging them.

Chang Shou pulled Sun Wukong back quickly, wishing they could get as far away as possible, for fear of being accidentally hurt.

"We won't hold you back here."

usual:……

Thank you for still caring about my feelings.

I deliberately sought out an excuse to explain.

Although this is true.

Although their presence would indeed be a hindrance.

But he still felt uneasy.

Perhaps the old man's movements were too smooth, even a snake might not be able to match them.

at the same time.

As the demonic energy was exhaled, the three rat spirits sacrificed themselves, and their flesh and blood decayed and withered at a visible speed, until even their bones turned into powder.