Chapter 94

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At the end of the canyon, by the riverbank.

The two stood silently, their expressions different. One had removed his mask, his head lowered, breathing slightly, his eyes flickering, a look of weariness and helpless struggle on his face. The other was barefoot, arms crossed, a smile on his lips, an eager and irresistible look.

After a moment, Bai Xian let out a soft hum and sighed, "Senior Brother He’s discernment is truly remarkable! I accidentally found a jade slip in Longxi Canyon, though it was incomplete, and after a bit of cultivation, it had the wondrous ability to burrow through the earth and penetrate walls, quite similar to the legendary Five Elements Escape Technique. So I came with the two junior brothers to look for the Black Iron Beast... Unfortunately, my technique was not yet proficient, which led to this current predicament..."

Wujiao remained silent, his smile unchanged, then extended his right hand, gently wiggling his index finger.

Bai Xian sighed again, hesitated, and took out a jade slip. Before he could raise it, he tightly clutched it in his hand and pleaded, "The escape technique is rare, even Foundation Establishment seniors may not have mastered it. As the saying goes, the Dao spreads through heaven and earth, and sharing opportunities is a common human sentiment! I dare to ask Senior Brother He, could you allow me to keep a copy of the incantation?"

Wujiao nodded slightly, showing his willingness to be reasonable.

Bai Xian breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took out another jade slip. He then focused his mind and prepared to imprint the jade slip. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he "crushed" the jade slip with a "bang." Instantly, a light enveloped his entire body. At the same time, a green light appeared unexpectedly. He was startled to find that the figure in green, thirty feet away, had disappeared, sensing something amiss, he quickly took to the air to escape. Unexpectedly, there was another "thud," and he was already bound by the green light. The world spun, and darkness enveloped him...

At the same time, Wujiao appeared by the riverbank. He stood firmly, and with a wave of his right hand, the green light not far away trembled and then vanished. In a blink, a bloodied and mangled figure fell to the ground, none other than Bai Xian, now a dead man.

Sigh, it’s not wrong to play tricks, but timing is crucial. This is the fate of those who are too clever, leading to their own demise!

Wujiao looked at the corpse on the ground, grinning. After a moment, he found it uninteresting!

Chasing and outsmarting each other, when it finally came to a conclusion, there was nothing but a mess, no great surprise.

He flicked his finger, and with a "bang," the spiritual energy exploded, leaving a pile of items on the ground, all of Bai Xian’s possessions. He picked up a few items and put them away, then kicked the rest, along with the corpse, into the river, and raised the two jade slips in his hand.

One jade slip, or jade talisman, was only a small fragment left after Bai Xian crushed it. From the runes, it seemed to be an escape talisman, but it was crude and unfinished, and was bound by the green silk net before it could take effect!

Wujiao discarded the half-jade talisman and continued to examine the other one.

The other jade slip was yellow and old, with some dirt on it, clearly an ancient item. His divine sense immersed in it, and hundreds of characters appeared. After a brief identification, the title was "Nine Stars Technique." Further reading revealed four sentences: "All things originate from chaos, the nine stars evolve the universe, the five elements are interdependent, the escape technique travels through heaven and earth." Following were several incantations: Earth Traveling Technique, Water Traveling Technique, Fire Traveling Technique, Shadow Traveling Technique, and Wind Traveling Technique. Further on, the characters were incomplete and difficult to read, and the text ended there.

Wujiao’s eyes lit up, but he was also filled with regret.

The "Nine Stars Technique" in the jade slip indeed contained incantations for the escape technique, named after the nine stars: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Heaven, Earth, Shadow, and Travel. This meant that with this incantation, one could travel through heaven and earth, water and fire. Originally, there should have been nine escape techniques, but now only five remained.

Without much thought, Bai Xian had only cultivated the Earth Traveling Technique of the "Nine Stars Technique," and it was not yet proficient. Otherwise, he might have been hard to catch. Now that the incantation was in his hands, it was a great bargain. Unfortunately, it was incomplete and difficult to understand. If he were to cultivate it, it would not be easy!

Life has gains and losses, always so!

Wujiao smiled again, then put away the jade slip and turned to look at the river behind him, frowning.

This turbid river, how could it be worthy of the name Longxi?

And the opposite bank was a cliff, with no place to stand. To reach the next area, this was the only way.

Hmph, my swimming skills are not bad! I’ll search ahead and see the situation before making a decision!

Wujiao pondered for a moment, then, without bothering to tidy up, he lifted his bare foot and stepped forward, leaping away from the riverbank. After traveling over ten feet, his momentum was nearly spent, and he lifted his foot again, quite gracefully. Before he could leap again, he suddenly lost his footing and "plunged" into the water. He flailed his limbs, but to no avail, and instantly sank to the bottom like a stone.

At that moment, strong currents and intense cold rushed in, followed by swirling mud and rolling darkness, as if the world were sinking and the end of days had arrived!

Wujiao did two somersaults at the bottom of the river, almost choking on the mud, and struggled with his limbs, then activated his spiritual energy to protect himself, barely managing to stand firm.

Fortunately, he had a self-contained world within his body, or he would have drowned!

Immortals and mortals do not cross, the hidden dragon rises?

Now, thinking about it, the mention of Longxi was not without reason! Only the hidden dragon can rise, and cultivators can only move like fish and shrimp in the water? If I had known, I should have tried the Water Traveling Technique of the "Nine Stars Technique," perhaps there would have been a way out, but now it’s too late!

Wujiao calmed down, struggled out of the mud, and used his divine sense to observe the surroundings, then slowly moved forward, far less agile than fish and shrimp, more like a clumsy turtle. As he was safe, he gradually calmed down.

Thinking about it, the disciples of Guxian Mountain would also be in such a predicament when crossing Longxi...

Longxi was not deep, only twenty to thirty feet, but the riverbed was turbulent, and the cold and mud made it difficult to move.

After five to six hours, the mud at the bottom of the river gradually thinned, and the turbulent currents seemed to have become gentler. After another hour, a figure slowly emerged from the water, drenched and trembling, extremely exhausted.

Could this be the end of Longxi?

No, Longxi still wound around the mountain, but the riverbank had become gentler, providing a place to stand!

Wujiao was dazed for a moment, then moved his feet, staggering onto the riverbank, drenched. When he stood still, he shivered, spat out a mouthful of water, and his eyes slowly returned to normal.

It was really not easy!

Considering the previous battles and his injuries, he had not rested at all on the journey, relying entirely on his spiritual energy to finally cross the ten-thousand-foot Longxi. He was truly exhausted...

Wujiao’s legs gave out, and he sat on the ground, taking a few pills and continuing to look into the distance.

The riverbank was surrounded by a vast valley. Dozens of miles ahead, peaks could be seen in the distance. He remembered that after Longxi, it was Qicun Canyon. The path might be among those distant peaks.

With the reopening of Canglong Valley in just over two months, he needed to reach the final stage, Longjiao Peak, to avoid missing the chance to escape. However, he needed to rest for a while.

After a brief rest, Wujiao put on a pair of boots and, seeing no one around, changed into a blue robe, discarding the torn one into the river. He adjusted his mask, stood up, and started walking, not using his light body technique, but walking steadily. His spiritual energy was depleted, and he needed to find a place to rest.

After an hour and a half, the vast valley gradually came to an end.

A thousand-foot mountain range stretched across, clouds and mist enveloping it, creating an unpredictable atmosphere, blocking half the sky, giving a sense of awe and hesitation. In the middle of the cliff, a narrow canyon cut through the mountain, like a deep sword mark, or a fleeting shadow of a dragon, a natural wonder, yet with a mysterious and eerie feel.

Qicun Canyon!

Without a doubt, that was Qicun Canyon. Crossing it would lead to the final stage of Canglong Valley, Longjiao Peak.

Wujiao stopped a few miles from the canyon.

For some reason, the magical canyon did not look like a sword mark or a dragon’s shadow to him, but rather like a shackle, binding the past and present of Canglong Valley, and the vitality of the world! Crossing it might make one lose control. One might sink and be reborn, or break free and soar to the sky!

Wujiao gazed for a moment, shrugged, and turned to the left, heading towards the cliff. At the foot of the cliff, he summoned his dull flying sword and began to dig. Soon, a cave entrance appeared. He looked around, sneaked in, sealed the entrance, and sighed: "Ah, lying down is more comfortable..."

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At this moment, a figure emerged from the canyon.

This person wore a mask, his expression inscrutable.

He looked back at the canyon, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and began to wander around, his eyes sharp. Soon, he retreated into the canyon, holding five small flags.

The flags were made of animal skin, with runes drawn on them.

He casually threw the five flags, blocking the canyon. The flags had not even touched the ground when they vanished in a flash of light. He clapped his hands and sat cross-legged to the side. His actions were like those of a seasoned hunter, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap... Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotia.net

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