The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 68 Mount Fire Qilin

The dragon vein gathered the luck of the land of China. As soon as it was put into the storage bag, the entire Lingyun Cave suddenly shook.

Cracks appeared on the originally solid stone wall.

The water in the underground river was surging, and in an instant it became dark and turbid.

Outside Lingyun Cave, the changes are even greater.

But it is unknown where Wu Gong is underground.

This storage bag is a small space of its own and has no intersection with the world of wind and cloud.

The only connection is the moment it is opened.

Once the dragon vein enters, it cuts off all connections with the land of China, which is equivalent to the fortune accumulated by China since ancient times disappearing out of thin air.

This is different from the original.

In the original novel, the dragon vein was broken and its luck dissipated.

However, as long as a wise leader appears and unifies the country, the luck will still come back.

Even if all the eggs in a basket are rotten, they are still in the basket and the weight does not change.

But at this moment, after entering Wu Gong's storage bag, it was completely different.

In the turbulent world, China lost the good fortune that had accumulated over 5000 years in an instant.

This is an extremely huge loss for the third-order world.

Wu Gong instantly felt the changes between heaven and earth.

One could even clearly feel a sense of disgust coming from the wind and soil around him.

"Heaven and earth are disgusted? Isn't it just taking a dragon vein and a skeleton? Why make such a big fuss?" Wu Gong was a little embarrassed.

The dragon vein has long been bound to the Fengyun world.

If you take it, it will definitely lead to serious consequences, which will be detrimental to the path to immortality.

All Wu Gong wanted was to pocket the money first and use it as a way to fish.

As for the big fish, it is still hiding under the water.

You have to put down some bait to lure them before they show up.

Wu Gong did not intend to return the remaining bones of Emperor Huang.

The dragon vein is the condensation of luck, and there is nothing wrong with returning it.

Once the spiritual bones are put into one's storage bag, they become one's own things.

Go back?
Wu Gong is not that timid.

It's open and aboveboard. I took it and it's my fault. I'm not afraid to admit it.

Moreover, as long as the dragon vein is broken, the spiritual bones will lose nourishment and begin to degenerate and decay.

I don’t know what’s going on with the Yellow Emperor in this world, but he makes full use of everything, which is completely understandable.

"Hehe, a third-order world? Although I haven't transformed, I have my own magic weapons and artifacts to protect me. I will keep the dragon vein for now, and I will return it to you after I catch the fish."

"Besides, I have a lot of things to get next, so it doesn't matter whether I hate it or not."

After taking a final look at the Yellow Emperor’s Mausoleum, Wu Gong turned and left.

Now, he wants to go and take a look at the place where the Fire Qilin lives.

It doesn't make sense for Blood Bodhi to grow in Lingyun Cave. As the place where the Fire Qilin has slept for countless years, there wouldn't be any rare treasures there.

Cross the dark river and go through the cave.

With the guidance of the wind, it only took a moment to arrive at the fire cave that they had passed before.

But before Wu Gong entered, he saw Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai rushing towards him.

The two men held swords in their hands, their faces filled with anxiety, and said as they walked: "Let's go to the mausoleum and take a look. Something must have happened to the dragon vein, otherwise the Lingyun Cave would not be shaken."

As soon as the two finished talking, they saw Wu Gong walking in.

Click click click.
The two of them stepped on the ground to stop running, and their faces turned visibly pale.

Nie Renwang held the Xueyin Knife in his hand and said word by word: "Big centipede."

Duan Shuai held the Huo Lin Sword in his hand and swallowed his saliva: "Monster, what have you done to the dragon vein?"

Wu Gong raised an eyebrow and blew lightly.

In an instant, a gust of evil wind gushed out of its mouth, mixed with a pungent and poisonous smell, and rushed towards the two of them with flying sand and rocks.

The wind was so strong that before the two of them could react, they were filled with poisonous gas and felt blacking in front of their eyes and dizziness.

Then his body was rolled up and rushed left and right in the cave like a sandbag.

Bang bang bang.
The flesh and blood body hit the stone wall, making a dull sound.

After a while, the wind died down and the two fell to the ground. The Xueyin Knife and Huolin Sword could no longer be held and flew to the side.

Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai had bruised faces and noses, and felt severe pain all over their bodies. They felt like they had lost half their lives and couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Wu Gong stepped forward and glanced at the two of them: "This time let this be a lesson, watch your mouth, next time, I will swallow you whole."

After saying that, he stepped over the two people and walked into the cave.

The two men stayed where they were, their eyes full of stars and their faces turning black.

Half of it was due to anger, and half of it was due to the toxicity after being poisoned.

Nie Renwang suppressed his discomfort and helped Duan Shuai up. "Hurry up and use your energy. This poison is too strong. If you delay any longer, you will be disabled."

Then, he staggered to pick up the Snow Drinking Knife and the Fire Scale Sword.

These two magical weapons have their own magical uses. Both cold and fire are good at removing poisons and can quickly force out the poison.

Inside the cave, Wu Gong walked all the way inside.

The deeper you go, the hotter the fire becomes, and even the surrounding stone walls are burning to the touch.

After a while, the cave became spacious and Wu Gong saw a large pool of magma at a glance.

The hot magma is like boiling water, making gurgling sounds.

Clusters of red crystals grew around the magma pool.

There was a kind of fiery energy dancing inside, as if there was a flame burning inside.

The most eye-catching thing is that in the center of the magma pool, there is a tall red crystal pillar, about ten feet thick, with flames rising.

And on the pillar, the Fire Kirin was sleeping.

With every breath, a strong fire energy was sucked into the body, and it was obvious that he was healing.

Wu Gong took a closer look and found that the Fire Kirin's injuries had recovered a lot.

At least, the wound that was originally caused by the Sword of the Heavenly Sword has now formed a scar.

On the crystal pillar, the Fire Kirin seemed to have sensed something, and its drooping eyelids suddenly opened, ready to get angry.

However, after seeing the appearance of the person who came, his eyes as big as copper bells widened larger than the mouth of the bowl.

It suddenly leaped up, and retreated desperately on all fours, emitting a fierce but weak roar.

Wu Gong looked at Huo Qilin, who looked as if he had seen a ghost, and burst out laughing.

"Why, are you healed?"

As he spoke, Wu Gong took out the jade jar filled with blood, patted it and said:

"That's perfect. I ate all the Qilin blood in one gulp and didn't even taste it carefully. How about another half jar?"

When the Fire Qilin saw the jade jar, his eyes became even more frightened and he backed away even further.

However, the space on top of the crystal pillar was limited. It had retreated a lot before, and now it was retreating further, and instantly fell from the pillar into the lava pool.

Puff.
A large amount of magma was stirred up, and the red light was dazzling.

The Fire Qilin is a fire-type divine beast and cannot be hurt.

It soaked in the magma pool, kicking its four hooves wildly and trying to drill deeper into the magma.

Wu Gong was quick-witted and quick-handed. He waved his hand and sent out a gust of wind to catch it out.

As it got closer and closer to the jade jar, it began to struggle violently.

After a while, it realized that it couldn't escape, and its aura became low.

A pair of big eyes were filled with despair, and tears as big as beans rolled down.

It stopped resisting and closed its eyes, looking completely ready to be slaughtered.

Wu Gong wanted to tease it, so he pulled it to his side, touched the unicorn horn and said with a smile:

"It is said that the unicorn horn is the essence and the most nutritious. Why don't you cut off a piece and try it?"

The Fire Qilin trembled in fear when it heard this. It sensed the wind that was entangled around it dissipating and immediately struggled to retreat.

"Don't eat my horns, they are not tasty."

It looked evasive and aggrieved, like a bullied child.

"Haha, then I won't eat it for now. I'll take care of it first."

Wu Gong said, and flew directly onto the Fire Kirin, squeezing his legs together, "Let's go, first do a leg exercise with me, if you perform well, I won't eat you, if you don't perform well. Hehe."

The Fire Kirin's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to resist.

After a while, he lowered his head and began to stroll with Wu Gong in his arms.

(End of this chapter)