The rain is drizzling, the poisonous weeds are all in the sky, two figures stand in the mud, you look at me, I look at you, your face is gloomy, and the tears are still there, all of them are speechless. 8 Novels`

After more than ten days, the two of them took action more than ten times, but they did not just return without success, but each time they were the same. In the sunshine and light rain, no matter what conditions, as long as the cry of the apes was heard, the two men hugged their heads and cried again and again, without any image.

"I'm going to kill these beasts!"

This is the most said by the Ming Dao these days, no doubt. If he hadn't had a little bit of self-esteem to complete the task in his heart, he would have been in chaos.

Chen Weiming was speechless. After more than ten days, he finally understood what Lao Cai meant by saying "Sad ape is not easy to catch". These damn monkeys have hard fur and are difficult to hurt by swords. They are also covered by poisonous grasslands. What's more serious is that even without these, the monkeys' movements were unexpectedly agile, so he had to feel that it was difficult for him to catch them.

"Or, I won't play this mission anymore. There are two chances anyway. You rush to the middle and come with a song of the Green Lotus Sword, so that all these damn monkeys can go to hell!"

Ming Dao looked angry and could not accept that he was being fooled by the monkey.

"Let's wait, don't you still have some time?" Chen Weiming sighed. He was unwilling to admit defeat like this. Although his bounty was still high. But once, what about it, two, three or four times?

The two of them made a fire, looked at each other speechlessly, and waited for a night, the sky shone and the light rain stopped.`

Chen Weiming activated the Eye of Destruction and Truth to look forward, hoping to find an opportunity. After seeing this, he was stunned. After a closer look, he looked surprised and said in a voice: "Where is the monkey?"

There are a lot of sad apes here. On weekdays, they are hidden under poisonous weeds all over the mountains, but today they can't see any one.

Ming Dao immediately shouted: "Is it because these beasts are playing with something?"

It seems full of murderous aura, but it is not difficult to see that he is also a little nervous. Looking back on the two of them, even the dangerous situation of fighting against a thousand has come, but now they are covered in dust by these monkeys.

"I don't know, maybe it's not bad news!"

At this time, this stalemate situation cannot find any flaws, and it is better to change than to have no changes.

Chen Weiming pulled out the wings of the wind and rose into the air. He did not dare to enter the poisonous grassland easily. He just raised his body. From a distance, he could see a large number of sad apes heading forward, all over the mountains.

"It seems that something is summoning them!" Chen Weiming fell down and said with the Nether Knife.

Ming Dao frowned slightly: "Then let's go over and take a look, maybe there's a chance."

Chen Weiming nodded and grabbed the Nether Sword and soared into the air, but he did not fly over the poisonous grassland. He suffered too many losses in the past few days. Who knows if there are any other ambush here?`

This place is called Yingchoujian, which has mountains and water. There is a river on one side of the poisonous grassland, which is dozens of meters wide. The monkeys should not have ambushed here. Chen Weiming took the Ming Dao to detour and walked along the river toward the front.

There are many strange mountains and rocks here. From the river, the scenery on both sides is very beautiful. If it is sometimes a good place to rest, it is a pity that both of them are in a bad mood now.

Ru Mingdao said with a little depressed feeling: "Why do I feel like a rabbit caught by an eagle?"

Although this is a joke, he doesn't like this passive feeling like he is so kind.

Chen Weiming curled his lips: "You can talk nonsense, I will fly higher, throw you away again, and throw you to death!"

Ming Dao hummed: "It's better to die than to cry every day. I've had enough... Hey, there are words there!"

"Where?" Chen Weiming asked, his attention was far away and he didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

"On the mountain wall... turn around and fly over!" Ming Dao shouted repeatedly, and Chen Weiming hurriedly flew back and stopped in front of a cliff.

As expected, words were carved under the cliff, and these words were carved along the bottom of the cliff, from right to left, and horizontally. At this time, it was the period of water rise and was half flooded. Chen Weiming only looked away, so he naturally couldn't see it. If it weren't for the Ming Dao staring at the bottom of his feet, he might not have seen it.

There were aquatic plants and vines, covering most of them, and they couldn't see clearly. Chen Weiming activated the power of the wind to blow away all the messy things, revealing the words below.

"The monkeys on both sides of the shore can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed thousands of mountains!"

"It's a poem!" Ming Dao curled his lips: "I thought there would be something good!"

Chen Weiming was also a little disappointed. He thought there would be something unique, but he didn't expect it to be just such a simple sentence. He was about to leave with the Nether Knife, but suddenly he was shocked and remembered something.

Immediately urged to break the delusion and preserve the truth to see everything on the mountain wall clearly, and suddenly lost my voice and said: "It was written by Li Qinglian."

Those words were strong and powerful, like iron painted silver hooks, extremely extraordinary, which made him suddenly think of the stone in the capital of the Tang Kingdom. After a closer look, he didn't expect it to be true.

Although the poems are completely different and the artistic conception is completely different, sword scars cannot be faked. The special outline and inheritance between the words is exactly the same as the Qingping tune of the Tang Dynasty. There is no doubt that this is also a poem written by Li Qinglian.

"So, Li Qinglian has also been here?" Ming Dao counted with interest: "It seems that this is a trial for the awakened ones. I am implicated by you."

Being teased by monkeys repeatedly, he didn't want to admit that he was weak, so he could only blame the task for being too difficult.

Chen Weiming sneered: "Then I'll let you go now, forget about walking back by yourself?"

"I don't like swimming, don't you just talk about it?" Ming Dao laughed dryly: "What can you see on this stone? If you want to understand it here, maybe you can understand another Qinglian Sword Song."

"Forget it, come again in the future!" Chen Weiming shook his head: "Complete the task first."

The Qinglian Sword Song is different from other sword techniques. It is not so much a sword technique as a supernatural power. As long as there are sword marks and sword intent, you will have the opportunity to comprehend it.

But Chen Weiming could also see that although there was only one sentence here, the sword intent contained in it was stronger than Qingping Tone. With his current strength, it would probably not take one or two months to understand it.

What's more, I can't even use Qingping Tune completely, and I don't rush to understand stronger poems. Here is the poem, and I will come back when my cultivation becomes stronger.

After walking along the river for a day, I finally saw a large number of sorrow apes appearing in front of me, and no longer walking. From a distance, it was a huge basin, with a large number of sorrow apes coming from all directions. A rough count of them was enough to have hundreds of thousands.

"Finally, I won't run away. Find a place to leave and see what these beasts are doing here?"

Under the urging of the Ming Dao, Chen Weiming looked for a place without poisonous weeds. After walking for a while, there was a stone pavilion on a cliff. There was no poisonous weeds in the stone pavilion, so he immediately flew over with the Ming Dao.
Chapter completed!