Even if Shen Zhenyi had been here before and was familiar with the terrain of Xuanyuan Mountain, it was impossible for him to know where the meteorite fell.
"Master, are you a prophet? How do you know which direction Blacksmith Qin is in? "
Chu Huoluo followed behind him while gasping for breath. She asked curiously.
"I don't know."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head calmly.
"Then … why did we go left and not right just now?"
Cynanchum Chinense was confused and curious about Shen Zhenyi's choice.
"Just choose."
Shen Zhenyi said matter-of-factly, "We have to move forward in the mountains. Since there are no clues, it's better to just walk."
That works?
Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long were stunned.
"Can we … find him like this?"
Cynanchum Chinense expressed her doubts.
"If you want to, you can see him."
Shen Zhenyi had always been calm and collected about this kind of thing.
— — Moreover, if you don't want to carry a willow, you will get something.
There was such a principle in heaven and earth.
In the mountains, there were startled birds flying past the clouds, making shrill cries.
In the mountains, there were several people frowning and looking around.
— — This was a hidden valley. There was only one passage in the valley, and it was as narrow as a silver line. The top of the valley was shrouded in thick smoke, and there was no daylight.
"Someone is coming."
A withered monk sitting in the south of the valley said coldly. Perhaps because he had been here for too long, his monk robe had long been torn, like some dirty rags hanging on his body, revealing his ribs, which were faintly golden.
"Someone is coming in this direction?"
A long-haired savage in the east laughed loudly. Because there was so much dirt, it was impossible to see his face clearly.
"Are we going to have a new partner?"
In the west, a bare-chested burly man sneered.
Only the old man with a red headscarf in the north remained silent, still sitting quietly in the same place.
"We have been trapped here for ten years. The friends and relatives who should have come to find you should have already been here. "
The skinny monk coldly said, "Are they just passing by, or are they here on purpose?"
"Whether it's intentional or not, the intruder's ability is not weak." The burly man rushed to continue.
"So what if we aren't weak?" The long-haired savage sneered. "Weren't we not weak back then?"
As soon as he said this, the others fell silent.
They could be considered to be top-notch figures in the outer city. Unfortunately, they were actually trapped here and unable to move. It was truly humiliating.
Fortunately, they were all in the Second Level of the True God Realm and could barely find food and water in this valley. Otherwise, it would be extremely embarrassing.
"No matter what, we have to try."
The skinny monk sighed and shouted at the red-scarfed old man, "Blacksmith, it's your turn this time!"
He pointed a finger above his head, and a faint ray of light shone through the clouds, giving life to this desolate valley.
The red scarf old man slowly stood up and looked up at the sky. He sighed and said, "He is just a passerby. How can he help us? In my opinion, there's no need to waste so much effort … "
As he spoke, his interest was waning, and he had no desire to escape.
"Blacksmith!"
The burly man was anxious and shouted, "Stop pretending. The last few times someone passed by, we tried our best to call for help. This time, it's your turn. You should do your part too! Even if you want to stay beside the meteorite, what's the use of us being trapped in this valley? "
The skinny monk and the long-haired savage's expression changed slightly, and they frowned.
These four people were the experts who were trapped here by the meteorite.
The skinny monk was a wandering monk, and people called him Zen Master Hui. He breathed in and out the Sarira Innate Qi and cultivated the Withering Zen Technique. He had already obtained the essence of the six sects, and his battle strength was astonishing.
The long-haired savage was called Tuoba Hong. He was originally a famous swordsman in the seventeenth outer city. He traveled here and learned the profound Heaven's Heart Palm.
The burly man was originally a guard of the city, and his name was Zhou Tieying. He cultivated the Killing Mudra and was also an elite among the city guards.
These three people were all Second Level True God Realm experts.
— — The 'Blacksmith' in front of them was the Blacksmith Qin that Shen Zhenyi was looking for.
"Even if we call for help, it's still impossible to get rid of this iron fog. We can't do anything in this magnetic field."
He shook his head sadly.
The four of them were all looking for the meteorite, and they fell into the iron fog during the battle. They were trapped by the magnetic field and couldn't get away.
— — In the beginning, the four of them were still scheming against each other, afraid that others would escape with the meteorite. After a long time, they found that even if they worked together, they couldn't get away from the iron fog. That was when they started to panic.
After that, they tried everything, but still couldn't get away. They suffered for ten years.
During this period of time, of course, there were other people who passed by. The four of them took turns to call for help, but either no one heard them, or they were sucked into the iron fog and died immediately after.
After a few times, the four of them started to lose hope.
But once someone passed by, they would still call for help. Even if they knew that it was useless, they still had to try.
Blacksmith Qin was helpless. He could only lean forward, grab the mountain wall with both hands, and climb up a few steps. He was already out of breath.
— — The magnetic field suppressed the power of Heaven and Earth, so these True God Realm experts couldn't combine their powers, and they couldn't use the power of mortals. In addition, the iron fog made it hard for people to breathe. It was extremely difficult to climb up like a normal person.
"It's getting weaker and weaker!"
Zen Master Hui smiled bitterly and walked behind Blacksmith Qin. He waved his hands, and his tattered sleeves moved forward, barely allowing Blacksmith Qin to climb up another three steps.
"Let me do it!"
Tuoba Hong also sprinted forward against the iron fog. He slapped the mountain wall, and rocks flew. Blacksmith Qin used the force of the shock to climb up another two steps.
Zhou Tieying saw that both of them were exerting their strength, and knew that he couldn't fall behind. He squeezed to the mountain wall and stretched out his hand, allowing Blacksmith Qin to climb up another two steps.
Blacksmith Qin coughed violently in mid-air. Although he only climbed up a dozen steps, the iron fog here was much thicker than in the valley.
Without the support of Heaven and Earth, his body couldn't bear the impact of the dense iron fog. He couldn't even open his mouth to shout.
"If we don't have anyone to save us, we will definitely die within three years."
Zen Master Hui sighed.
Blacksmith Qin gritted his teeth and roared to the sky. He used the last of his True Qi to call for help!
Wu — —
The long roar pierced through the sky, breaking the silence of Xuan Yuan Mountain.
The birds were startled, and the sunlight shook. The whole mountain forest seemed to echo.
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