Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 113 Are you looking for this?

When ordinary people come to this mountain, they will feel uncomfortable and chilly all over, as if ghosts are watching their every move.

Zheng Fan looked calm, with Jiuxuan Linggong running in his body, and looked at the ancient mountain full of tombs with his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, the place is shrouded in gray haze, and from time to time, the sound of wailing ghosts can be heard in the ears.

Zheng Fan looked at what happened in front of him, and said to himself: "No wonder Shi Potian said that this place is very dangerous. Even if he knew that there are three-color jades here, he would not dare to come here."

"When you meet me, Zheng Fan, this is the end of you evil things." After Zheng Fan finished speaking, he walked towards the ancient mountain with strides.

Behind him, Chen Ying kept her lips tightly shut, without making any sound, and followed behind Zheng Fan obediently.

The moment Zheng Fan stepped into the ancient mountain, passers-by behind him saw this scene, they looked nervous, and shouted loudly to prevent Zheng Fan from entering, "You two are outsiders, you don't know how scary this place is, you will die if you enter."

Gu Shan was really not weird before, that is, in the past year, it has become more and more weird and supernatural.

In the end, someone invited a well-known Taoist from Wudang Mountain to come here, thinking that the Taoist would solve the supernatural events here.

As a result, one night later, the Taoist priest died at the foot of the ancient mountain with a gloomy face. The villagers were so frightened that they dared not build new graves in the ancient mountain.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of passers-by, and said calmly: "The supernatural events are all fake, there is nothing to believe in."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking to passers-by and headed towards the top of the ancient mountain.

Seeing Zheng Fan, an outsider, passers-by didn't believe his own words, insisted on going to die, and sighed: "If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

After he said this, he felt chills all over his body, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he slipped away immediately.

When Zheng Fan and Chen Ying walked halfway up the ancient mountain, more and more paper money was falling from the sky.

Some paper money even burned in mid-air, turning into ashes and falling in all directions.

There were also some black wild cats standing on the tombstone, staring at a pair of big green eyes, their fur bursting out, and barking fiercely at Zheng Fan.

Ordinary people will feel headache when they hear the cry of the black cat, their soul will be destroyed, and finally they will bleed to death from the seven orifices.

The moment Zheng Fan saw the black cat, he knew that the black cat was not a real black cat, but an evil spirit transformed by hostility.

He waved his right hand, and a dim flame flew out of Zheng Fan's palm and fell towards the black cat.

Meow meow meow.

Seeing the flame falling, the black cat wanted to run away, but it couldn't get rid of the flame's attack at all.

Although it is an evil spirit transformed by hostility, when it is burned by flames, it screams in pain like a real cat.

Not long after, the black cat was burned by the flames and disappeared into a cloud of thick black smoke.

"Friendly Taoist skill." After the evil spirit black cat transformed from hostility was killed, a young man in Taoist robes with delicate features sneaked out from a grave.

Zheng Fan looked at this Taoist priest, who was about the same age as himself, with a simple and honest aura about him.

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Fan looked at the Taoist priest and asked.

Listening to Zheng Fan's words, Liu Juming smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not talented in the small way. I heard that my uncle died in this mountain, so I came to see what's weird about this mountain."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Ying who was behind Zheng Fan, and said with puzzled eyes: "Fellow Daoist, the woman behind you is weird."

Hearing Liu Juming's words, Zheng Fan didn't know what the weirdness he was talking about was.

Chen Ying in front of her has long since lost her soul, and has become a puppet of herself. For some practitioners with strong spiritual power, they can see through it at a glance and see everything thoroughly.

Without waiting for Zheng Fan to speak, Liu Juming said, "Why does such a beautiful girl come to such a dangerous place? You really don't understand pity."

Zheng Fan listened to Liu Juming's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "She came here to visit her parents."

Liu Juming snorted, and said with a serious expression: "It's very dangerous here now, I advise fellow Taoists to go down the mountain earlier."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Zheng Fan and continued walking towards the ancient mountain.

Liu Juming came here at this time to see what kind of terrifying existence existed in Gushan, even his uncle would die here.

Of course, he is not that strong, and if he finds something is wrong, he will run away immediately.

Seeing Liu Juming walking up the mountain by himself, Zheng Fan walked towards another road.

Soon, Zheng Fan brought Chen Ying to the top of the ancient mountain.

There are no tombs on the top of the ancient mountain, and it is full of trees more than ten meters long.

The branches and leaves of these trees should have been green, but now they are all gray-black, shrouded in a cloud of haze.

According to what Shi Potian said, Zheng Fan walked into the forest where the branches and leaves turned black.

Chen Ying followed Zheng Fan all the time and moved forward with him.

When Zheng Fan walked towards the woodland, the originally hard ground suddenly changed, turning into a sticky swamp.

In this swamp, the dark atmosphere became more and more intense. Ordinary people would feel stiff all over when they stepped into this swamp.

Zheng Fan stepped on this area, as if he was on solid ground, and the mud under his feet did no harm to him.

Since Chen Ying is a martial arts master with a small achievement in the Huaxuan Realm, there is nothing unusual about stepping on the mud with both feet.

Zheng Fan and Chen Ying walked in the mud, towards a dilapidated palace.

The two three-color jades were placed under the tables and chairs in the dilapidated palace.

According to Shi Potian, someone put the three-color jade here in order to avoid disaster and prevent it from being taken away.

It's just that the man never came back for unknown reasons.

When Shi Potian got the news, a huge change had happened on Gushan's side, so he didn't have the courage to come here to get it.

bang.

When Zheng Fan was about to approach the palace, a huge change occurred in the mud, and one after another black stones with strong dead energy launched a fierce offensive towards Zheng Fan and Chen Ying.

Bang bang bang.

The black stones are astonishingly lethal. Once they are touched, even warriors in the realm of bright strength will be easily pierced through their bodies.

Zheng Fan was extremely quick, easily dodging the adult-sized black stones, and arrived in front of the dilapidated temple.

After being hit by the black stone, Chen Ying's originally graceful body was covered with wounds and even blood flowed out.

If she is a martial artist in the state of bright strength, when she is attacked by a black stone, she will explode and die.

Zheng Fan frowned slightly as he looked at the tables and chairs placed in the dilapidated palace.

Because he didn't see the whereabouts of the three-color jade at all, and there was nothing under the table and chairs.

"Little friend, are you looking for this?" A gloomy female voice sounded behind Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan looked calm, turned around and saw a woman in a black dress with a black face scarf wrapped around her face, holding a three-color jade in her hand, shaking it towards Zheng Fan.

(End of this chapter)