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Chapter 3 Searching for the King in the Dark Cave

There are no specific names in the wilderness, and the people in Miyang City have always been called this. This place is a place where mortals find their needs for life and low-level monks obtain their cultivation resources. It is vast and extremely vast.

In order to find wood carving materials, my grandfather once took Yuan Dian to walk through the corners of the wilderness, and even went deep into some cliffs and rivers, and marked several places where life might be in danger. Speaking of the familiarity with this wilderness, Yuan Dian was even better than some old hunters who lived here all year round. This was also his biggest reliance on changing his mind and entering it to find news about King Feng.

Although I know that I will definitely encounter danger when I enter inside alone to find the news of Feng Wang, after all, the two escorts of the Ninth-level Qi Condensation Guards around Feng Wang are not decorations. They just reported the news and did not take action. It only means that the danger of Feng Wang was not an accident, but a premeditated crisis. It is just that this crisis requires Feng Wang to be broken with the strength of a mortal.

Considering these issues clearly, Yuan Dian did not go deep into the barren mountains and wildernesses like some monks, but walked along the great road in the mountains and forests, and at the same time paid attention to clues on the great road.

Seeing the wandering cultivators and Quyang Sect from time to time, and the monks of the King of Kings passed by quickly, Yuan Dian sighed in his heart: "There is a fart on the top, the thunder below, the mortal royal family has been mobilized, even the monks are mobilized. There is a brave man under the reward. It seems that they are determined to win these thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Under the 1,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones, the monks in the wilderness did not covet each other or fought with each other. They were all in a hurry to find King Qifeng, or to be precise, a thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.

After checking several forks divided by the avenue in succession, walking more than ten feet ahead of the sixth fork, Yuan Dian found several cubes of sam deer antler hairs, then changed direction and walked along the fork for several miles.

Seeing the fork disappearing and the road is blocked, a cliff appeared in front of him. Yuan Dian frowned, but when he saw some sambar antler hair hanging on the small tree on the cliff, his brows were slightly relaxed, and he said in his heart: "Grandpa once brought me here. I remember there is a dark river cave in the middle of the cliff. Could it be that King Feng hid there?"

This cliff is located outside the wilderness and has not penetrated too deep. At this time, most monks have already entered the deep forest to search, and the place has been completely neglected.

Just as Yuan Dian was about to go on, a noisy shouting sounded with chaotic horse hooves:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness,..."

Looking from afar, teams of mortals in Ju State wearing dark red military uniforms, holding spears, and riding horses rushed into the wilderness. The galloping horse hooves brought dust all over the sky.

"The Imperial Guards of Ju State, it seems that the King of Ju State attaches great importance to this King Feng?"

Seeing the Imperial Guards of Ju Kingdom dispatched, Yuan Dian thought secretly and gave up the idea of ​​using his spiritual sense to explore the cliff. In fact, with his spiritual sense at the early stage of Qi Condensation, the longest time is only five feet long. Even if he let go, he can't find much farther.

Then, Yuan Dian used the disguise technique to restore his original face, and then took out the cover of the spirit jade from the storage bag and hung it around his waist, making himself look like a mortal.

Since there are monks of the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation Around King Feng, if they save him, King Feng will never be in danger. The only explanation is that if you want to save King Feng, you can only rely on the power of mortals, and even monks will be blocked by some kind of power when they take action.

After doing this, Yuan Dian took out some ropes and fixed them on a big tree by the cliff, and then grabbed the rope and moved slowly down the cliff.

"Last time my grandfather brought me here, I found three giant tooth grass at the entrance of the Cliff Dark River Cave and sold six low-grade spirit stones?"

With memories of the last time I explored the dark cave, Yuan Dian slowly walked downwards and walked for more than twenty feet. Under a raised rock, a black hole appeared.

"There's someone inside?"

When Yuan Dian saw a faint firelight coming from the dark cave and a little heat wave came, he was delighted. When he noticed that there were many sam deer antler hairs at the entrance of the cave, a smile appeared on his face.

On the platform at the entrance of the cave under the big stone, Yuan Dian stood firm and took out the only spiritual sword in his hand. After thinking about it, he put it away again. Then he took out the hatchet for chopping wood and walked into the dark cave with great vigilance.

After passing through the entrance of the cave, he walked forward more than ten feet in a row, turning three natural corners in a row. When he saw a faint ball of fire flashing after a barrier, he was also a little nervous and worried. If he encountered King Feng or had other troubles that he could not handle, the fun would be great.

After pondering slightly, he placed his left hand on the storage bag, held the hatchet tightly with his right hand, took a deep breath, and took a quick step forward.

"Who?"

"Crack, sting."

Two angry shouts sounded along with two sounds of drawing the knife. What caught Yuan Dian's eyes was a faint ball of firewood, next to it was a corpse of a deer. Behind the firewood were two strong men covered in blood, holding two long swords and staring at him nervously. Behind the two, a young man in brocade clothes and pale face leaned against the stone wall, his eyes filled with a dark aura.

Seeing this person, Yuan Dian was overjoyed and said to himself: "That's right, it's King Feng Ji Fengyi, haha, I've got a thousand spirit stones."

Seeing Yuan Dian appearing alone, the strong man on the left lifted his sword and yelled coldly: "Who are you? How did you find this place?"

"Xiaomin greets His Highness, King Feng."

"Now the entire Ju State has issued a notice saying that His Highness, King Feng, was in danger of hunting in the wilderness, could anyone who provided the news receive a reward of a thousand low-grade spirit stones. A large number of mortals, monks, and the monarch guards have entered here to search, but the common people are lucky and found this place with the skin of deer."

Yuan Dian didn't want to explain anything more, so he simply said it directly and signaled the sam deer corpse next to the fire, because he cared more about the reward of the thousand spirit stones.

After listening to Yuan Dian's explanation, the injured guard was about to question Yuan Dian again, but King Feng, who had a weak breath behind him, said, "Wang Meng, don't ask more."

"Little brother, what you said just now is the truth?"

"Your Highness Feng, there is no need for Xiaomin to lie to you. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to the entrance of the cave. Now there are horses of the Imperial Guards outside, so this Xiaomin cannot cover it up."

After Yuan Dian finished speaking, the guard called Wang Meng took out a white jade and signaled to Yuan Dian. Seeing that the white jade had not changed at all, he signaled to another guard. The other guard then walked around Yuan Dian with great vigilance and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

"The guard is determined by the Immortal Jade."

The mortals and monks in Miyang City live in a mixed manner. The monks can see mortals at a glance, but they cannot see mortals, but they have various means to identify the identity of cultivators. This white jade is called the Immortal Distinguishing Jade, which is not expensive. Most mortals will carry a piece with them. When they face the monks, the jade will shine to remind them so that they will not collide with them without knowing it and cause great trouble.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, there are a large number of horse teams outside the forest. It should be that the guardian immortal sent back the news. The king sent an imperial guard." Not much time, another guard returned quickly and replied to the weak King Feng with joy.

"How is it? Your Highness Feng King, Xiaomin didn't lie to you! Now the entire wilderness is full of people looking for you, so you should be safe."

Hearing Yuan Dian say this, King Feng struggled a few times, Wang Meng quickly helped him up, looked at Yuan Dian's lively and deep eyes, and then asked softly: "Little brother, are you a mortal?"

"Yes! I am just an ordinary citizen in the outer city of Miyang. I usually make a living by going into the mountains to chop wood and looking for herbs. When I heard the king post a reward for finding you, let go of everything, and come to find your traces."

"Not only I came, some of my friends also entered here, trying to try their luck. That was a thousand low-grade spirit stones, something used by immortals. If you get this reward, how many lifetimes will it take to spend it?"

When telling this, Yuan Dian's eyes showed light, which made him express his intentions for the thousand low-grade spirit stones, without any other purpose.

Since seeing the weak King Feng and his only two remaining guards, Yuan Dian can conclude that this is a conspiracy of the royal family to seize power. Although he does not know where the monk guards around King Feng went, why King Feng, as a mortal, came to this dark cave. What happened in it, he can conclude that King Feng is now in urgent need of help, but is afraid of help. To be precise, it is afraid of help from people from the power of the Ming King.

"Little brother, after you go out, you will hand over one of these two bright jades to your father's imperial guards, and keep the other one, and you can go to Prince Feng's Mansion to receive the reward."

"Remember, be sure to hand it over to the father's guards, and not to anyone else, no one can do it."

King Feng took out two Ming Huangyu pendants with the word "Feng" engraved from his waist, and struggled to hand them over to Yuan Dian, and emphasized the person who delivered the jade pendant, and then closed his eyes weakly.

Seeing Yuan Dian holding two jade pendants, he was a little dazed, the guard Wang suddenly glared at him and shouted angrily: "Go quickly, if I let this general know that you have evil intentions, I will definitely destroy your entire clan."

Listening to such words, although Yuan Dian felt very uncomfortable, he, who was disguised as a mortal, had no need to care about these things at this time. Then he hurriedly put away two bright jade pendants, then bent down to King Feng and turned around and ran out of the dark cave.

"Your Highness, can this kid believe it?"

Hearing Wang Meng say this, Feng Wang, who closed his eyes, slowly spoke: "It's not a question of credibility or unreliability, it's because we have no choice now, so we have to believe it."
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