Chapter 68 Cave Heaven (2)

Murong Zhi and I were openly taken out of prison by Aung San Su Xing.

I later learned that this kind of replacement of blood food is actually common in the five hundred years of indigenous blood sacrifice history.

The quota of boys and girls for blood sacrifices often evolved into a means of power struggle between various tribes. Some elders were forced to sacrifice their children for themselves because of the failure of power struggles. Some took the initiative to sacrifice their children for greater power. Some were selfish and secretly exchanged other people's children for their blood-eating children.

The so-called sacred blood sacrifice is as dirty as the intrigues in the officialdom of the Middle Earth court, and there are countless activities that cannot be seen in secret.

In Aung San Su Xing's explanation of the prisoner, we are the descendants of a certain elder. He promised the prisoner the benefits to their family, so we easily walked out of this place where we didn't want to come again.

The wound of Aung San Su Xing's hand that I cut off was smooth and neat. We lingered in the prison for half an hour. During this period, Wang Qitai picked up his broken limbs. On the surface, Su Xing's hand was moving as usual. However, Wang Qitai warned that Su Xing's age and recovery would still take half a month to completely heal.

Su Xing did not lead us along the mountain road back to the north slope, which certainly did not meet our plan, but took us directly off the high altar. The jailer gained the benefits of Su Xing and turned a blind eye to our unreasonable actions.

We and Su Xing were separated at the bottom of the valley. Wang Qitai led Murong Zhi and me to the deep valley, and no one dared to guard the area where the black fog was sealed. The place where the depth was not known was the nest of the dust-eating insects, and the deepest place was where the Cave of the Flying Star Mountain was located.

"Recount me again the way to deal with dust-eating insects."

Wang Qitai said.

"I've told you many times." I think he's too long-winded.

"Fearing when things happen is like walking on thin ice. This is the teaching of our Confucian sages. You must succeed this time, and it is not wrong to repeat it again."

"The dust-eating insect hides in the black fog and can shrink. We need to follow the valley, sensing its aura, and preventing it from raiding from the rock wall or the ground. When not taking action, be sure to remain in the state of a living dead; when the dust-eating insect opens its eyes, it is the key to destroying its eyes with a medium-grade weapon or thunder curse. Although the demon eyes will affect our souls, don't hesitate to be afraid. The time when the monster is the most hideous is also the time when it is the weakest."

Murong Zhi's retelling is fluent in her endorsement.

"Well, with Xiaozhi here, I feel relieved about Xiaokong."

Wang Qinian nodded, "I am responsible for destroying the formation of Falling Star Mountain. Xueren and Su Xing Presbyterians will attack the tribes who fought against Baoyan on the day of the Blood Sacrifice. The old clan leader will appear to fight Baoyan. Your mission is to kill the Dust Eater, and then return here to meet us on October 15th. Don't try to open the cave of Falling Star Mountain. There is also a Tianhuo protecting the gateway, which is not something you can deal with. Obtaining the cave is not an urgent task. We will slowly worry about it after eliminating Aung San and Dust Eater."

"I understand." Murong Zhi replied.

"Just leave here, see you again on October 15th. Take care of yourself."

This is Wang Qitai's last sentence.

We stepped into the black fog without hesitation.

I think Murong Zhi will definitely not obey Wang Qitai's warning to not open the Cave of Falling Star Mountain, because this is the purpose of her trip.

I wore the top-grade fire-eye bracelet and a middle-grade broken gold treasure knife around my waist; Murong Zhi was lining the middle-grade soft armored silkworm clothes, and a top-grade dagger golden-eyed bream. Our Najieli elixir and trauma medicine are abundant, and our body and spirit are in the best state.

It is nearly two days to get to the cave, but it is another two days to return. If we rush back on October 15th, we have three days to try how to open the cave portal. Of course, the premise is to kill the dust-eating insects first.

The darkness fills the deep valley.

We walked carefully against the direction of the black mist spraying. Her body fragrance and my scent lingered on their noses. Only our sense of smell could remind us that the place separated by arms around each other in the darkness, people almost lost their sense of reality.

Even if I already have six senses of keenness and extraordinary sensitivity at the grassroots level.

The eye consciousness, ear consciousness, and touch consciousness have become thin and ethereal, and even the passage of time is almost forgotten in my consciousness.

Ordinary people walk on the road like blind people in this ghost place for two days. Even if they don’t get out of monsters, their minds should collapse.

I remembered the practice in the small dark room, which seemed to be designed for today's situation.

"One step, two steps, three steps..."

I silently calculated my steps.

No matter what the external objects are, I just need to keep my usual pace and move forward. Wang Qinian must have explored this Jedi with such a strong heart.

What defeats people's hearts is not external darkness or internal delusions.

"Don't do this."

I vaguely heard the strange female voice, and then realized that it was Murong Zhi's.

Her voice was as hard as icy in the darkness.

"I made it too loud? I was afraid of alarming monsters?"

I found that my voice was not much better, and the original high sound quality turned into a scattered bass.

"Didn't you listen to Wang Qitai's words carefully? We just need to keep it to the point. The dust-eating insects have no hearing."

A ball of flame illuminated the whole of us in a radius of one meter, and she used the fire curse.

The fire illuminated Murong Zhi's moving face, and we became clearer again because it blurred.

The light is so warm.

"The dust-eating insect that does not open its eyes cannot see us, so it doesn't matter if it uses lighting; if it can see us chasing us with its eyes, it will just come into the battle quickly and quickly end it, and we will have no worries when we move forward in the black fog."

It's really good, her plan has been carefully considered.

"Then I'll use the fire curse."

My mind was thinking of countless fireflies that I caught in the grass in the deserts of Guangling City when I was a child. I was a bad child who cut off all the wings I caught.

Two hours later, my fire spell was emitted, and fireflies like fireflies floated forward and backward.

Our eyes extended forward and backward ten feet each. However, the light changed from the extreme light of a single light source to the dim light after sunset, but it was enough for us to build the foundation.

My people were also exhausted for a moment. It was so tiring to make such a thing for the first time. I almost got the hard work of making electric spears. My fire spirit root is not as good as the golden spirit root. The application effect of the fire spell is still slightly worse than that of the thunder spell.

"It's such a magical fire spell. I can only use the fire spell to change the fire ball."

Murong Zhi exclaimed.
Chapter completed!