jdhmnovel Chapter 136 Change of appearance
Chapter 136 Change of appearance
Among a group of young people, who wouldn’t want to be full of vigor and be able to fight ten people at once?
Especially when the opportunity to win with fewer troops and become famous is right before their eyes, everyone's bodies are shaking with excitement.
As soon as Song Ling said this, everyone responded loudly.
This sudden momentum made the people who were chasing them stunned for a moment, and they looked at Song Ling and his group hesitantly.
Song Ling sneered, raised his sword in his right hand and pointed it forward.
"Brothers, they are scared, let's attack together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to rush out. He pushed all the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and when he approached the female disciples of Yuehua Palace, he swept the sword across.
The female disciple standing at the front didn't have time to react at all. She took his attack head-on and flew backwards.
The attack was successful and cheers rang out behind Song Ling. The morale of the team was immediately boosted and they directly passed Song Ling and started fighting with the opponent.
Song Ling, who fell behind, breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, he felt a little regretful that he had sent Han Feiyu and Xun Wenguang out. God knows how panicked he was when he held the sword just now.
He was afraid that if he shouted the slogan too loudly, he would be the first to fail. You have to know that he had not learned any sword moves and relied solely on his strong spiritual power to cover it up.
Fortunately, it’s a good start.
Moreover, I don’t know if it’s because he said he would provide free medicine for injuries, but these disciples look much more ferocious than they did in the past two days.
Whether it was one against two or one against three, they managed to gain the upper hand by fighting at the risk of their lives. Song Ling was a little amazed when he saw it.
As expected, there is no fool among those selected into the team, except Xun Wenguang.
The previous attack consumed too much of Song Ling's spiritual power. Not only would he be of no help if he joined the battle at this time, he might even hinder his own team. So he felt at ease and went to look for the stone tablet in another direction while no one was paying attention.
Because his goal was clear, he quickly determined the locations of the other two stone tablets this time.
However, he definitely cannot go in alone now, but he doesn't want to be discovered by others. What should he do?
Song Ling sat beside the stone tablet, supporting his chin with both hands. His eyes soon became dull, and he was obviously lost in thought.
When they arrived here, it was already getting dark, and the group of people had been busy for so long that it was soon completely dark.
It was also at this time that Song Ling's eyes regained their spirit and revealed a sly smile.
He quickly and purposefully took out some medicinal herbs from his Qiankun bag. Although they were of different types, they were all red in color.
Afterwards, he took out the medicine mortar and pestle and crushed the herbs one by one quickly and skillfully.
Song Ling stopped only when the jar had completely turned into a red paste, satisfied. He then took out some strange things and added them in. Finally, the jar contained a sticky liquid that was red with a hint of light gold, which looked both sacred and evil.
Song Ling held the jar of liquid steadily with one hand, took out a brush with the other hand, dipped it in the liquid, and began to write on the stone tablet.
The mechanism created by Sang Yunqi required physical contact, so Song Ling's behavior naturally did not count as a trigger. Soon, Song Ling wrote words all over a stone tablet.
Because of the force of gravity, the liquid that had not yet solidified slid down in the same direction and at varying lengths, which, combined with the black tombstone, made it even more terrifying.
Song Ling looked at it carefully and felt that there were no flaws. Satisfied, he wrote on the other two stone tablets.
After the writing on the three stone tablets was completed, the liquid prepared by Song Ling was also used up.
I can't help laughing out loud when I imagine that people in the future will see this stone tablet and foolishly do what the instructions on it say.
Because he had wasted quite a bit of time and didn't know what the battle situation was like ahead, he admired his masterpiece for a few seconds and then turned back.
In the field, the battle was already extremely fierce.
Song Ling looked around and saw that almost all the disciples of Cangqiong Mountain were injured, but even so, they were all still extremely ferocious.
There were already quite a few people lying on the ground opposite. Obviously, this victory was worthy of praise. Song Ling couldn't help but smack his lips.
After thinking about it, he took out several large bottles of pills from his Qiankun bag. They were basically blood-clotting pills and soul-restoring pills. These were commonly used pills, but the one that Song Ling took out was of a higher level.
"Brothers, take drugs and fight again, wear them down!"
Hearing his voice, everyone was delighted. No one knew where Song Ling had gone before, and all the things they were knocking on were theirs. They felt so distressed.
Now that Song Ling took it out, they changed their formation directly, blocking the attack from the outside, and the people inside took it first, and then they would take turns.
As the top-grade pill went down their throats, everyone noticed a difference. The most obvious difference was the amount of spiritual power restored.
After each person ate two pills, the spiritual energy that was almost exhausted was completely replenished!
This was totally beyond everyone's expectations, and everyone was even more excited than before.
Their morale was high, and the people on the opposite side felt very uncomfortable. Except for Yuehua Palace which could compete with Cangqiong Mountain, others were reluctant to eat the elixirs even if they had them.
Seeing the opponent who was about to be defeated suddenly revived with full health, anyone would be furious.
But what can they do? Now it’s not that they want to continue, but those beasts in Cangqiong Mountain are unwilling to let them leave!
Even if they say they don't want to fight for this place, we have no choice but to grit our teeth and fight hard.
At the outskirts of the secret realm, when he was casually carving a piece of black jade in his hand, he suddenly felt something and looked towards the center of the secret realm.
It was the lucky doll that was on guard yesterday, and today Chu Xinglan simply took his place.
Fuwawa was not sleepy at all, so he sat quietly beside him and watched the movements of his hands.
Seeing him turn his head at this moment, he asked curiously.
"what happened?"
Chu Xinglan suddenly felt a little bit of sensation, which made his heart beat wildly, and he always felt that there was danger approaching.
But he listened carefully for a while, released his spiritual sense again, and did not detect any stranger's breath around him, so he shook his head.
"Maybe I sensed it wrongly, it's okay."
The lucky doll frowned and turned its head to look in the direction Chu Xinglan had just looked.
After thinking for a while, he patted his butt and stood up: "I'll go take a look."
Chu Xinglan put away the carving knife in his hand, grabbed his arm, and didn't speak for a while, as if he was weighing something.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Let's go together. We can rest assured after checking it out."
Fuwawa naturally had no objection. Even if Chu Xinglan didn't go, he would go alone, not to mention that Chu Xinglan was accompanying him.
The two of them walked towards that place silently, even their breathing was very light.
Soon, a huge rock more than three meters high appeared in front of the two of them, and Chu Xinglan frowned.
This stone wasn't here before, right?