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Chapter 97

The Valley of Witch Doctors in the Southwest is hidden in the deep mountains, hidden in the jungle, and has little contact with the outside world. Those seeking medical treatment often stop at an ancient temple in the dense forest, where they wait for the disciples of the Witch Doctor Valley.

The disciples of the Witch Doctor Valley were mostly dressed in black, with excellent lightness skills, and they came and went without a trace. Occasionally appear in the ancient temple, ask him the intention of coming, whether to stay or drive, all depends on the heart. The world hates it.

However, the medicine and poison of the Witch Doctor Valley is unparalleled, and there are those who seek medicine and ask for poison

revenge

, still flocking.

——"The Legend of the Hidden Sect" (produced by Jinjin Pavilion)

Gu Qingqiao touched the trunk of the big tree, spread out his palm, and his palm was covered with bright red mucus. "This is an ancient alkali tree that sees blood and seals the throat. It is very rare. There are only six trees in this mountain. Two are in front of the ancient temple, and four are in the valley for the uncle to refine medicine."

"Do you still touch the poison?" Mu Xiyun lowered her head and turned over the handkerchief in her sleeve pocket.

"I'm the King Gu, this little bit of poison is nothing." Gu Qingqiao smiled and said, "Don't look for it, I really used the veil, and the veil has to be thrown away." After speaking, he jumped up and picked it up. He rubbed his hands with the rainwater from the huge leaves of a big tree next to him.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be near the ancient temple. I didn't expect that after chasing the beast in the middle of the night, it came here. Why are these trees growing so densely?" Take a few steps forward.

Mu Xiyun followed him forward, looking at the ground carefully. Sure enough, after a dozen steps, a broken bluestone appeared faintly from the bushes.

"Is it here?" He pulled out his long sword and pushed aside the vines and shrubs on the bluestone, revealing the ruins of a section of stone wall.

"Well, this should be the stone temple. Let me see..." Gu Qingqiao walked along the stone wall for six steps, turned left, took another six steps carefully, and stood still. He also took out a short knife and removed the weeds under his feet, revealing a bluestone.

"Come here!" Gu Qingqiao called Mu Xiyuan, wrapped his left hand around his waist, and said with a smile, "Brother will fly you in."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his right foot use spiritual power and slammed the bluestone. There was a strong force behind the two of them. Although the force was strong, it was not aggressive. come up. Under the strong push, the two bodies lifted their feet off the ground and flew forward all the way.

The speed of the flight was very fast, and the tree trunks on both sides retreated unusually, and the force was still strengthening.

There was still a dense forest in front. Suddenly, a wall of trees stood in front of us. Three people hugged each tree. The trunk was straight and tough, standing in front of us.

Gu Qingqiao hugged Mu Xiyun tightly, turned his direction, turned his back towards the front, and slammed into the tree wall.

"You..." Mu Xiyuan struggled to get out of his embrace, but was held tighter.

The spiritual power suddenly fluctuated, and Gu Qingqiao's back touched the tree wall. The expected collision did not occur, and the two fell directly into it.

A hanging rattan slammed into the back of Gu Qingqiao's head, he shrank his neck and reached out to grab the rattan.

The giant force disappeared, the two were still rushing forward, the rattan was taut, and the two drew an arc in the air.

At the moment when the momentum stopped, Gu Qingqiao let go of the rattan, and the two set foot on solid ground.

Mu Xiyuan turned around and saw a deep stream behind them. The two of them stood on a small protruding stone platform. A long rope made of unknown material was flying between the mountain and the tree wall. The rope was covered with plants and grew. Dozens of vines hang down in a short period of time, and just now, they were pulling one of them and leaping over the deep stream.

"I didn't expect the entrance of the Witch Doctor Valley to be so cleverly designed. No wonder everyone wants to find it but it's not available." Mu Xiyuan sighed.

"Hey," Gu Qingqiao said, "What ingenious, we all think that the predecessors who designed this entrance must have changed from monkeys. Can't you just send them in, you have to swing in the air." After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes. Looking at the long rope in the air, he clicked his tongue and said, "Wow, where did so many rattans come from back then, there were only three or five of them. I said why did they hit me before they reached the place."

The two were on full alert at this time, and each took out their weapons. If there are people in the valley, they barge in like this, someone will immediately come out to investigate.

A stick of incense passed, and the mountain stream was silent.

"Go in and have a look?" Mu Xiyun asked softly.

Gu Qingqiao took the short knife and pulled his hand, "Come on, I'll take you to see the real Valley of Witch Doctors."

On the rock wall of the mountain behind the platform, there was a gap as wide as one person. Gu Qingqiao led Mu Xiyun and carefully passed through the gap.

The mountain gap is not long, and after a few steps, the gap is drilled, and the eyes are suddenly bright.

The pavilion is connected to the veranda pavilion, the bridge over the stream and the water, and there are countless flowers and spirits growing lushly everywhere. The legendary ghost doctor valley is also beautiful like a fairyland.

However, now that the pavilions and pavilions are all broken, the houses and appliances are covered with dust, and only those flowers and herbs are still alive and swaying in the sunshine and breeze.

"It turns out that the Witch Doctor Valley is so beautiful, no wonder..." Mu Xiyun glanced at Gu Qingqiao.

Gu Qingqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't have the heart to be reluctant to think about Shu, and Moyun Mountain is obviously more beautiful."

Mu Xiyun smiled and declined to comment.

The valley is very quiet, and there are no footprints on the thick dust in the pavilion. The two released their spiritual sense to investigate, but they didn't feel any trace of anyone.

"That's weird," Gu Qingqiao pondered: "The prescription is indeed the logo of the Witch Doctor Valley, and it is also written in the secret recipe in the valley, but it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time."

"Could it be that the people in the valley gave up the valley, but established a sect elsewhere?" Mu Xiyuan pondered: "Even more..." He glanced at Gu Qingqiao: "Being controlled by others?"

Gu Qingqiao nodded, then shook his head again and said: "I was an abandoned disciple of the Witch Doctor Valley fifty years ago, and now it is not my turn to worry about this sect."