Chapter 38 Hidden Traces(1/2)
"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, will I turn around the world?"
Xia Fan hummed a song lightly and wandered around the vast Sanpengling in the garden.
No surprises.
His provocation did not work.
After shouting three times in a row.
He waited for a long time, but he didn't see a single figure.
no way.
Since the other party refused to come out, Xia Fan had to visit him in person.
He lived in the mountains for ten years.
For him, returning to the mountains felt like returning home.
If the mountain gate of the Forget Soul Sect is really hidden in Sanpengling.
As long as he is given some time, he will guarantee that he can find out the location of the mountain gate of the Forgetful Soul Sect.
As the saying goes, any trace will be left behind.
People all need to eat, drink, defecate, and even Xia Fan is no exception.
He didn't believe that the people of the Forget Soul Sect would stay in the deep mountains and forests without eating or drinking. You should know that even the Zhaixing Tower would let the powerful clans below transport daily necessities on time.
It happened to be.
Xia Fan is particularly sensitive to the traces of people.
After all, he had been alone in the mountains for a long time, and he would wander around the mountains if he had anything to do. He only hoped to meet someone casually, and he would be satisfied with saying a few words.
Then--
He transformed all his "neighbors" through labor.
Sanpengling is very big.
But no matter how big it is, it is not much bigger than Qingping Mountain.
Especially in early winter, everything withered.
The entire Sanpengling presents a desolate and desolate scene.
This undoubtedly provides Xia Fan with better search convenience.
Half a day.
He successfully found some clues.
Because he discovered a mountain trail suspected to have been opened by man.
It was nothing more than that he noticed that the thorns and plants near this road had irregular creases. If you pay attention carefully, it would not be difficult to find a smooth cut after the sharp weapon was slashed.
Furthermore.
There is no village in Sanpengling within a radius of dozens of miles.
So it cannot be caused by the hunter entering the mountain.
Then there is only one answer.
With his fingers, Xia Fan continued to explore forward while eating dried fruits.
As for where the dried fruit comes from.
Um.
It's almost winter.
There are always diligent little animals that store winter food in some tree holes.
He discussed it friendly with the owner of the tree hole.
Then there was a little more dried fruit in your hand.
It's really a little bit.
Because he didn't have enough pockets to hold too much, he just grabbed a handful of snacks on the road.
Before leaving, the little animals in the tree hole were reluctant to say goodbye to themselves.
Walk along the mountain path to the end.
Xia Fan stopped.
There is no way ahead.
To be more precise, there is a cliff ahead.
"Hey! Is there anyone below?"
He stood on the edge of the cliff and watched for a while, then shouted at the bottom of the cliff.
For a moment.
His voice suddenly echoed between the valleys below the cliff.
a long time.
No one responded.
"Is this the Valley of Revenge? Will there be a Little Dragon Girl when you jump down or the Nine Yang Divine Art?"
He looked at the bottomless valley under the cliff with gaze, and subconsciously touched his chin and said to himself.
He is sure.
There is a secret under the valley.
Because he found signs of wear in the cracks of rocks at the edge of the cliff.
It's like something rubbing back and forth between the rock cracks, causing abnormal falls in the rock cracks.
This moment.
Countless martial arts films and TV dramas appeared in his mind.
Could it be?
The gate of the Forget Soul Sect is hidden under this cliff? Or is it a cave in the rock wall?
so.
Just try it out.
Xia Fan did not choose to jump off the cliff to find out.
A fool jumps off the cliff.
Because he has a better way.
soon.
He left the cliff.
I walked all the way to where I could see the full view of the cliff.
"It's almost done."
Xia Fan stretched out his thumb and measured the appropriate distance.
Immediately.
He nodded with satisfaction, reached out and pulled out the ornament of Han Lightsaber on his waist.
It should be more appropriate to use crescent moon to rush at this time.
Xia Fan thought about it secretly.
The Hanguangsword, holding it tightly in his hand, slashed at the distance several times without hesitation.
Instantly.
The wind pressure condensed on the Hanguang Saber instantly turned into huge crescent-shaped sword energy slashed towards the cliff.
boom--
The next moment.
A violent vibration erupted between the entire cliff.
Huge rocks collapsed and fell into the valley below.
"Who is it! I'm disturbing my meditation!"
Not long after.
With the smoke and dust, the cliffs in front of me disappeared.
A low and angry voice rushed into the sky.
To be continued...