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Duan Ling Tian pointed at the small bottle gourd in surprise. "Could it be that this medicinal pill was refined by the Demon Sovereign Medical Evil?"

Ding Hong stopped shaking the gourd and said uncertainly, "It should be so …"

Duan Ling Tian took the gourd and removed the lid to take a sniff, but he noticed that there wasn't even a trace of smell. Disappointedly, he covered the stopper and returned it to Ding Hong. She took out a small green pill and threw it to Ding Hong, saying, "Eat this, and you won't need to eat for a month, only water."

After Ding Hong received the pill, he sized up the tiny pill with surprise. Just as he was about to swallow it, Duan Ling Tian asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll put some poison inside?"

Ding Hong was stunned for a moment. Then, he smiled and said, "Look at you, you're so cute. You shouldn't be." Then, he swallowed the pill. As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Ding Hong felt a stream of fresh air being emitted from the pill. Just as he was about to say how magical this pill was, he suddenly felt the world spin around him, and in the next moment, he directly fell to the ground.

Vaguely, he heard Duan Ling Tian say, "I didn't put any poison in it, only knockout drugs. Don't follow me anymore."

Ding Hong could feel Duan Ling Tian walking outside, but when she arrived at the cave entrance, she stopped. She seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry …"

With this "I'm sorry", Ding Hong fainted completely. When he woke up, he found the world was dazzling and the outside was pitch black. It was already night. He braced himself against the wall and struggled to stand up. However, at the next moment, his leg tendons became weak and his body fell to the ground like a pile of mud.

He was dizzy for a long time before he remembered what had happened. He thought to himself, "What a strong knockout drug!"

He sat inside the cave and looked out at the dark starry sky. Occasionally, there would be a few lonely words from the twinkling stars. The world was quiet, and Ding Hong's heart couldn't help but calm down. He suddenly laughed. Even he himself did not know why. After a while, there was a gust of wind in the desert outside. The tranquil sky that was previously like a maiden had suddenly turned into an angry, wrinkled face of an old woman.

Ding Hong took a few layers of mask from the mountain and covered his face to prevent himself from inhaling too much sand. With a flick of his hand, he threw out the two naked Pan Family members.

While the two of them were still unconscious, Ding Hong scooped up a ladle of water from his mountain and river bag and soaked it in their bodies. The two of them did not have the same physique as Ding Hong. After being washed by the cold water, they were jolted awake.

Ding Hong patted their faces, smiled and said, "Hand over your Pan Clan's secret technique, 'Quicksand'. Tell me about your Pan Clan's situation, and I will still give you a way out."

Under the stimulation of the cold water, the two of them woke up completely from their muddled state. One of them heard what he said and immediately shouted angrily, "You are too …"

"Pa!"

Ding Hong did not hesitate to viciously kick the back of his head and threw it into the Mountain River Bag. Then, he looked at the other person with a beaming smile. "The other man had a handsome face, and looked quite young. Seeing Ding Hong's quick and nimble movements, he was frightened out of his wits. Just as he was about to learn from Ding Hong, his strong heart was broken.

Ding Hong said with a smile, "You have to tell these to me. I'll make sure that you will have delicious meals and spicy drinks in the future!" He didn't think that he would say such a thing. He looked at the person in front of him carefully, rubbed his chin and muttered, "He looks not bad, how about …"

When the person heard his words, he flew into a rage out of shame and shouted, "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated, you …"

Ding Hong interrupted him and said, "You what? Do you want to give me one word? "If you don't give up, you'll still be hungry inside."

He harrumphed. Just as he wanted to say something, he felt a surge of energy and his vision went dark. He arrived at another distorted area of darkness and was immediately thrown into a bag by Ding Hong.

Ding Hong took out a mountain and river bag and said to the bag, "There's water in it. As for the food, I've hidden it away. I'll give you guys a chance every day. He put away the mountain and river bag, tied up the bag well, and nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he sat inside the cave and waited for daybreak.

Suddenly, a ray of yellow light fell from the sky onto the right side of the cave. Someone said: "Sect Leader, that place should be here … This place seems to have gone through a fierce battle, I wonder what the reason is. " Ding Hong's voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall who it was.

A deep and heavy voice rang out: "Flowing Cloud, are you sure that the God of Death's soul is here?"

Flowing Cloud! Ding Hong instantly thought of that Daoist Yun he had seen in Cao family. No wonder he thought he had heard this voice before.

Daoist Liu Yun then said, "That's right, but..." He suddenly remained silent. That gloomy voice from before continued, "This humble Taoist Priest, Huang Zhu, does he know who this friend is?"

Ding Hong was shocked by his words. Normally, his body did not have any spiritual energy revolving. Moreover, only when he was standing in front of others would people be able to feel the Yin Yang energy in his body. Under normal circumstances, there were very few people who could sense his position. Of course, Duan Ling Wan was an accident.

Just when Ding Hong was deciding whether to leave or not, a burst of loud laughter came from the distant mountain. As soon as Ding Hong heard this laughter, he knew who it was: Zhong Chao!

The man's voice was loud and clear as he said, "I am Zhong Chao, and I happened to pass by here with a senior of the clan. If you disturb the Dao Lord, please forgive me."

Huang Mo looked over and pondered for a while before asking, "The Zhong Family? But the Zhong Family of the Eastern Emperor? "

Zhong Chao said, "Correct!"

Huang Zhu was confused. "What is your Zhong Family doing here?"

Zhong Chao didn't hide anything as he replied, "I happened to pass by here with my clan's elders and was lucky enough to find out some news about the Sanlang River! Therefore, we have come here to look for it. "

A light flashed across Huang Mo's eyes as he asked suspiciously, "Did you really find something related to the Sanlang River?"

Zhong Chao approached them slightly and replied, "Of course."

Yellow Candle looked at him and calmly said, "You didn't tell me for no reason, right? How long have you been with me? "

Zhong Chao revealed a surprised expression, but immediately covered it up and respectfully replied, "Since Dao Lord knows about this, then let's be frank." Three thousand miles to the east, in a barren mountain range, there were a lot of ghosts with extremely strong Yin Qi. Furthermore, the resentment of these ghosts was much greater than the hatred of wandering souls in the world! According to the rumors amongst the locals, every time it was night time that the yin aura was the deepest, they would see a cold sea! "

"Nonsense!" said Daoist Flowing Cloud with a frown.

Zhong Chao was startled by his sudden words. He looked at him in shock and asked, "Why does this Taoist say so?"

The yellow candle did not pay any attention to Daoist Liu Yun as it silently stood at the side.

Daoist Liuyun said with a cold voice, "You people are too naughty to guess such an important thing as the Three Way River just based on rumors and rumors."

After Zhong Chao heard this, he calmly replied, "If there's a winner, there's none. In this world, it's likely that you guys don't even have the slightest bit of information about us!"

Daoist Liuyun's face was dark. He didn't say anything else. What he said was the truth. They were refining a treasure right now, but refining one required too many dead souls, especially those that were extremely resentful. Although there were many ghosts being wronged, there were only a few truly vicious ones. The Trilogy River was a river that led to the underworld. Countless people had died in the river for the sake of reincarnation.

However, this Three Way River was extremely secretive and nobody in the world knew where it was. That was why when Zhong Chao said that there was a Three Way River, the Taoist Master Huang Zhu became so excited.

At this moment, Yellow Candle stopped pretending to be dumb and said, "What benefits do you guys want from this?"

Zhong Chao smiled, as if he already knew that they would act like this, "Our Zhong Family doesn't think that we can gain anything from it, but in a few months, we will have a trial for our outstanding clansmen, so we hope that the Dao Lord can be there to protect them."

Huang Mo looked at the Zhong Dynasty for a few moments, then looked into the distance and said: "Friend, do you want to let a little kid talk outside?"

Just as he finished his sentence, a nasal voice sounded out, "Hahaha, old friend, how have you been?"

When Huang Zhu heard this, his eyes lit up and a very familiar figure appeared in his mind. He said in a deep voice, "You're not dead yet!"

A burly man wearing a sackcloth robe appeared from the distant slope. He didn't approach but said: "Yellow candle, we parted three hundred years ago. Aren't you dead yet?" "Now, he's living more and more strongly."

Huang Zhu was wearing a yellow daoist robe, and his facial muscles were taut. His black beard was hanging down from his chin, making him look quite spirited. However, there was a thick black pile on top of his eye bags. He did not know how it was formed. Hearing this, the hempen-clothed man coldly snorted and said, "Speak, what exactly do you want?"

The hempen-clothed man laughed and said, "What that little kid said just now was quite clear. I don't have anything to say either. You just have to say whether or not you agree."

Huang Zhu thought for a moment and then said calmly: "I only care about collecting vengeful spirits. If those children of yours were to run around, I can't guarantee that they won't live."

"Ha, that's only natural. Since this matter has already been decided, then old friend, how about we reminisce about old times?" The hempen-clothed man raised his arm high and pulled fiercely, pulling out a large dark yellow bell from the void.

Zhong Chao silently retreated after completing his mission, not wanting to get involved in the battle between the older generation. Daoist Liuyun also realized that his feet were empty, and he moved far away from this place as light as a feather. Ding Hong, who was hiding in the dark, twitched his face. These two people must have had extraordinary cultivations three hundred years ago. Moreover, from the looks of it, the so-called 'reminiscing' must have been a battle. Ding Hong naturally wanted to leave, but how could he leave?

Upon seeing that bell, Huang Zhu said coldly: "Three hundred years ago, it was only because you used the 'Eastern Emperor Bell' that we were able to tie. You still want to use this trash to stand undefeated today?"

The linen robed man said, "You'll know once you try!" He raised the big bell above his head, used all his strength to smash the bell with all his might.

Although Huang Mo spoke lightly, he did not hesitate. With his empty right hand, a yellow talisman impressively appeared in his hand. He held the yellow talisman in his hand and flicked it forward. The yellow talisman instantly turned into a huge dragon shining with golden light. It roared as it charged at the completely disproportionate clock.

When Ding Hong saw this yellow candle carelessly summon such a large dragon, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat. This technique was over a hundred times better than Xiao Qin's Tao technique!

The hempen-clothed man could not help but laugh maniacally when he saw this. "Back then, you kept using this move and I did not even have the chance to retaliate! Today, I will let you see my power! " He suddenly raised his head towards the sky and shouted, "Hold the bell and protect the sky!"

"Dong …"

"Dong …"

"… …"

The surrounding sound of bells rang out for no reason. The sound of bells began to reverberate through the air for a long time, followed by a heavy and heavy sound that made it hard for people to breathe.

When Ding Hong heard the bell chimes from behind, his face turned incomparably pale and he vomited a mouthful of blood without even being able to hold it in. However, the sound of the bell grew increasingly stronger. At the back, Ding Hong felt as if tens of thousands of bells were ringing in his ears! He gritted his teeth, concentrated the last bit of his strength into his fist, and ruthlessly struck the surrounding walls.

After the wall was hit by the powerful impact, the surrounding soil began to loosen and collapse. Some of them were huge and had gravel in them, causing Ding Hong to faint from the impact. Not long later, the cave was filled with sand and gravel.

When the yellow candle heard the incessant tolling of the bell, a serious expression appeared on its face. However, the tolling of the bell did not seem to pose any threat to him nor did it protect him. Instead, it was staring at a certain spot in the sky.

Suddenly, the sky twisted, and the yellow gas surrounding the ground converged into the twisted area. The burly man in sackcloth laughed out maniacally again and reached out to grab the giant yellow bell, which was about to collide with the giant golden dragon.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The clock hummed like a fly, and an earthen yellow band flowed from the top of the clock, connecting it to the distortion in the air at the speed of light. The hempen-clothed man clenched his fists and punched at the golden dragon. At the same time, he shouted, "Destroy!"

Bang.

A huge earthen yellow hand twice the size of a golden dragon suddenly stretched out from the hollow area of the yellow bell, striking straight towards the golden dragon and yellow candle.

When Huang Zhu saw the giant hand, his expression changed. He waved his left hand and retreated more than 100 feet like a feather. In the next moment, the giant hand fell down and the golden dragon was crushed into a yellow paper ball. The paper was blown everywhere by the wind.

The hempen-clothed man said, "Old friend, how is this move?"

Huang Mo straightened his body and looked at him, calmly replying, "I've lost."

When the hempen-clothed man heard him admit his defeat, he suddenly felt as if a great deal of weight had been lifted off his body, and even his state of mind seemed to have changed. Just as he was about to say something, his face changed drastically as he roared, "Yellow candle, how dare you spoil my mood!" He exerted force into his legs and jumped up. He recalled Huang Zhong and stepped on him, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Huang Zhu stood there calmly as he stared coldly in the direction in which the burly man had disappeared.

Daoist Liuyun landed on the ground near the yellow candle and asked, "Senior Brother, the place they are talking about, should we go or not?"

"Of course!"

Huang Zhu turned his head and looked around, only to see that the surrounding area was broken down. After that, he left together with Daoist Liuyun.