The cave is deep and hard to see. Hundreds of strange-shaped stalactites are hung above, and the four walls are wet.

There seemed to be extremely thin streams in the cave, which were melting and filled with cold water vapor.

Yan Cen led the way with one foot shallow and one foot. Meng Qi keenly found dry blood on the sharp strange rock next to him. He took off a small piece of burlap hanging on it, touched the torn edge, and identified several messy footprints on the ground.

The cave was wet, and these footprints were barely visible only after being muddy.

——The road I walked before, there was no such trace.

Meng Qi looked at Yan Cen in front of him as if he was thinking.

When Yan Cen brought him in, he walked a cliff stream five miles outside Xuanchuan Pass. The entrance of the cave was covered by dry vines and branches. It was located on the cliff in the middle of the cliff. Except for the masters of extremely high-quality light skills, only those who have been collecting herbs in the deep mountains all year round can climb in and out through ropes and stone nails.

Moreover, such stone caves are inevitable for snakes, rats and ant beasts. This is true in front of them. When they walk here, they become empty. The air flow is connected and there is no obscurity.

Meng Qi felt that there were ventilation holes here.

In other words, there are secret passages leading to the ground.

The entrance should be in Xuanchuan Pass, perhaps near the cemetery, and Yan Cen took him in a big circle.

The cave was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of dripping water and stepping on the moss. Yan Cen's body suddenly shook and reached out to hold the rock next to him.

Meng Qi looked at him and said, "If you can't control your own mood, you will become possessed before you take revenge."

Yan Cen took a breath and stood staggeringly.

——He looks more like a ghost.

What happened on the day when Xuanchuan Pass was broken? Who gave medicine?

The well is full of water. If you put medicine in it, the medicinal properties may be replaced within one day. If you want to put down all the soldiers in Xuanchuan Pass, how much medicine powder will be needed? You probably have to carry a sack and pour it into the well. Could it be that all the people around the well are blind?

Even when it was late at night, no one saw it, and the water source and the person responsible for fetching water collectively rebelled, the water lifted in the first bucket was inappropriate from the smell to the color. Did the chef become an insider?

There were thousands of soldiers in Xuanchuan Pass, and there were more than a dozen pots for eating, as well as civil servants who did not eat with the soldiers.

It was General Ning who led the way, ate and lived with the soldiers, and where were the women and children of the Ning family?

The news came a month ago that the Ning family died in battle. Anyone who escaped alive would not let the Tianshu King's army march straight into Jingzhou without any scruples, because the Ning family army would definitely reorganize their troops and resist the enemy based on the city.

Even if only a child or a woman survives, the legendary Ning family army will not fall apart.

The corpses were everywhere in the ruins, and it was difficult to tell the number. It looked like all the soldiers were killed together...

In this way, it is certainly like a problem with the water source, otherwise it would be difficult to cause such a serious disaster.

Isn't it the poison of drugs. Medicine is the corpses of animals that die of illness, which makes the soldiers guarding the city suffer from serious diseases? It is impossible. Not to mention that the rotten animals that die of illness are more odorous, the corpses in the ruins, just the bodies of the other bodies and heads in the ruins prove the fact that the army of King Tiansuo entered Xuanchuan Pass and slaughtered heavily. If the epidemic spreads, they would never dare to take this risk.

Meng Qi thought while walking, and in an instant, countless thoughts arose, and at the same time, he wiped out many unreasonable and impossible speculations.

Unfortunately, Mo Li is not around.

If you don’t let me ask Doctor Mo, if there is such a strange medicine in the world, which is silent and tasteless, and has a strong effect. A small handful of people can be knocked down thousands of people.

——Forget it, I know if I don’t ask, I don’t even know.

This kind of strange medicine only exists in the legendary novel. Perhaps it can be discovered in overseas alien beasts and plants hundreds of years later, or there are some new refining techniques in later generations that can combine many drugs into one place and exert hundreds of times the effectiveness.

Without strange medicine, you can only use human resources to replenish it.

So it is a large-scale internal rebellion?

How did the Heavenly King do it?

Meng Qi frowned and thought all the way to the depths of the cave.

"Cousin?"

A soft voice was spoken by a girl, and the two maids on both sides of her head seemed to be grabbing them casually, in a mess.

Seeing that there was a stranger behind Yan Cen, the girl immediately shrank back, revealing only a pair of black and black eyes.

"Ning's daughter?"

".........The granddaughter of the old general Huaiyi, the only unemployed grandchild of the Ning family."

The Ning family was not prosperous, and no family of border guards who were loyal to the duties would have been prosperous. If it weren't for the 39th year of the Chu Dynasty, the Ning family would have fewer descendants, and it would have been luck to not fall into a single lineage.

"And now..." There is no Ning family anymore.

Yan Cen's expression was gloomy, his throat moved slightly, and his sound was broken and he was speechless.

"Nonsense, you are not the Ning family, she is not the Ning family?" Meng Qi scolded.

Yan Cen opened his mouth and subconsciously grabbed the cloak, making his body even more hunched.

Bypassing a pile of strange rocks, my eyes suddenly became clear, and there was a large open space.

There are tiny gaps on the top of the cave, and the wisps of moonlight shine in. In addition, the moss growing on the cave wall can also emit a glimmer of light. Compared to the darkness that was just now, there was an illusion that the cave suddenly had a stone cave. The most coincidental thing was that there happened to be a spring in one corner of the cave, so it was easy to get water.

There were several boxes covered with oil cloth in the corner of the wall, and about twenty people surrounded them, both men, women, young and old.

Some were wearing armor and some were wearing monk's robes. When the Ning girl slipped back, a woman dressed in an old servant hurriedly held her in her arms and quietly shrank back.

This is probably the one who survived Xuanchuan Pass.

Meng Qi looked around and his eyes stopped on the monks.

Because Meng Qi was brought in by Yan Cen, although everyone showed vigilance and anxiety, they did not speak first.

"Senior brothers, this is... Senior Meng, I have seen him once before. Senior has a deep internal skills, which may save Master Yuanzhi." Yan Cen spoke with difficulty. He could not directly tell Meng Qi's identity, but it was not easy to convince the monks of Baoxiang Temple at this time.

——They can’t believe anyone anymore.

"Amitabha." The monk led by the leader stood up slowly, clasped his hands and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Not only did he not stop him, he made a way out.

Yan Cen was confused at first, then his expression changed drastically and he rushed over.

"Master Yuanzhi?"

The old monk Yuanzhi was lying on the ground of the oil cloth, his limbs were bent, and his appearance was very strange.

Meng Qi's eyes narrowed. He didn't feel surprised when he saw Yan Cen hunching over. Yan Cen was always afraid to face people because of his birth, and he suffered this blow. It was not surprising that he would look like this. But now Meng Qi doesn't think so anymore. Yuan Zhi's symptom is obviously poisoning, or a very famous poison.

Pull the machine.

It will cause people to curl up, twitch continuously, and abdominal pain will be like twisting.

Even if the poisoned person can be rescued, the person will be disabled, and his limbs are not obedient and he can't even stand.

Yuan Zhi has a profound internal strength and has survived to this day. His face is thin and dying.

Meng Qi reached out and pinched the old monk's dry wrist and tried to send it into his internal force.

Since the internal strength of the dragon vein is essentially spiritual energy, it is as if the dry and broken soil encounters water droplets, and the meridians and internal organs are immediately revitalized, trying their best to seize a glimmer of vitality. At this time, Meng Qi was not stingy with internal energy. The grounding vein in this cave is abundant, and no matter how much it is sent, he will be able to make up for it soon.

But for a moment, Yuanzhi slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were muddy, and his old face was full of wrinkles.

Everyone was overjoyed and was about to call him, but they saw a vague red light on Yuanzhi's face, and they were shocked, fearing that they would return to their light.

"It turns out that Master Meng is here." Yuan Zhi actually laughed and whispered, "I stepped into the sea of ​​suffering with one foot, and was about to cross the boundless turbid waves, suddenly someone brought me back."

As he said that, he was about to struggle to sit up. Meng Qi was about to stop him, but Yuan Zhi sighed: "My meridians are all destroyed, and the poison of the trap is well-known. Now, why bother to consume the internal strength of the national master? My brothers and sisters have passed away. Just a mere skin, how can you be so great liberation?"

"No!" Yan Cen grabbed Master Yuanzhi's monk's robe tightly and cried.

The other monks recited scriptures in a low voice, with a sad expression.

Yan Cen said hurriedly: "Senior Meng has a friend. Doctor Mo has such great medical skills as you have seen..."

This is true, but Mo Li is not here!

What's more, the toxicity of the pulling machine is too strong, and it's too late to bring things back to the present day.

When Meng Qi heard this, he thought about what to say. When the old monk Yuanzhi refused, "Doctor Mo may be able to save my life, but lying like this cannot move, how different is it from wood and stone? Yan Cen, you should wake up... From the night when Xuanchuan Pass was broken, from the day of your birth, cough cough, all disasters are turbid, the source world guards the heart."

At this time, except for those monks in the stone cave, only Yan Cen, who had been in the Buddhist temple since childhood, and Master Meng, who had been in the temple to defend Xiliang Mojieti Temple, could understand what Yuan Zhi was saying.

The Buddha talked about the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and also said that the five turbidities and evil worlds were the first of all kalpas.

All disasters caused by external forces of the world's fate can be called disaster turbidity. Born strangely, with separation of flesh and blood, wars rising everywhere, hunger and cold, and the morning is in danger... Yan Cen can be said to be trapped in disaster turbidity, but Yuan Zhi hopes that he can go out. Only by himself can he break through these disasters can he truly live.

"Yan Cen." Master Yuanzhi stroked Yan Cen's head, the junior who worried him the most.

He did not ask Yan Cen to take revenge, nor did he ask Yan Cen to be like the monks of Baoxiang Temple. The Ning family saved the world's sorrows, and just wanted Yan Cen to live well.

As the spiritual energy sent by Meng Qi gradually consumed, the aura in Yuan Zhi's eyes gradually disappeared. He struggled to control his unruly limbs, barely posing in a cross-sitting position, and his dry fingers were fumbled on the ground with difficulty.

Yan Cen quickly handed over the Zen stick.

Yuan Zhi grabbed it with his hands trembling, and suddenly condensed his energy and pressed Yan Cen in front of him with his backhand.

"Master, no!"

Yan Cen realized something, and Meng Qi instinctively took a step forward and was waiting to stop him.

However, the cloak that Yan Cen wrapped was already revitalized by the energy. He was forced to close his eyes and accept the powerful internal force that suddenly surged into his body.

Yuanzhi passed the last internal force that protected his heart meridians to Yan Cen.

The twisted and shriveled palms drooped, their eyes closed, and there was no more breath.

He was still sitting there, without a single point of peace when the monk passed away, and even his face became strange and crooked by the toxicity.

Meng Qi still remembered that when Master Yan Zhi broke through his martial arts, the internal strength of the erectile dysfunction of the erectile dysfunction of the erectile dysfunction of the erectile dysfunction of the erectile dysfunction of the body was erectile dysfunction, and his spirit was full of energy, and he looked like an angry arhat. After only a few months of separation, it seemed as if the Bodhi tree had fallen leaves, withered and twisted and unformed.

The sound of several monks chanting scriptures paused, as if they were choking, and tears fell on the ground.
Chapter completed!