Chapter 32 Entering the Cave

But Master Songhe is nearly eighty years old. Every time he performs the bone shrinking technique, it is a devastation to the body, and the damage caused cannot be healed. Qingyang couldn't just watch his master go up and work for his life, while he hid aside and watched the fun.

The master has always been taking care of him along the way. Every time he encounters danger, the master immediately hides himself behind him. This feeling makes Qingyang both touched and ashamed. What moved me was the master-disciple relationship between the two, but I was ashamed that I could never help. This time I finally had a chance, how could I not step forward?

And the most important point is that in front of so many people, especially in front of his former martial arts colleagues, he used the bone-shrinking technique to get in through the hole. This is not only a physical abuse to Master Songhe, but also a mental insult. As the only disciple of Master Songhe, how can you not stand up at this time?

Seeing that Qingyang did not retreat as instructed, Songhe immediately raised his white eyebrows and said angrily: "Master, you won't listen to what you say anymore? Are you going to rebel?"

The angrier Old Taoist Songhe became, the more Qingyang could understand the love and care in him, saying: "Master, you have been protecting me all the way. Now let me let my disciples do it for me."

Old Taoist Songhe could also feel Qingyang's thoughts. Although Qingyang disobeyed him, he was happy in his heart, but he couldn't let his only disciple take risks.

Reprimanding failed, Master Songhe could only sigh and said: "Do you know how dangerous it is here? You have followed us all the way, and you have also seen the death of Pi Yingxiong and Du Chengjin with your own eyes. Even masters like them You've already lost your life, what can you do if you go in?"

Qingyang said: "The mouse has been killed, and the chance of danger again is very small. Not to mention the explosion as loud as the sky-shaking thunder just now. If there is danger, it should have been alarmed long ago. Master, this time you will Let me do it, if something happens, it will be my own bad luck."

Old Taoist Songhe was still waiting to speak, but Hu Zhentai beside you became impatient and said: "Old Taoist Songhe, since your disciple is willing to help, why don't you just let him in? Why are you still writing?"

Hu Zhensong also said: "Yes, Master Songhe, if my apprentice is so well-behaved, I won't even have time to be happy. How can I be willing to reprimand him? I think it's better to let him in."

There is some truth to what Qingyang said. The danger is unlikely to be concentrated in one place. Having just killed such a powerful rat, the chance of danger appearing again is much smaller. Now that the Hu brothers have shown their dissatisfaction, and his disciple Qingyang did not listen to his dissuasion, Taoist Songhe could only sigh and said: "Since you insist on going in, I won't stop you, Young Eagle. When you get older, you have to go out and experience some trials and hardships, so go ahead.”

Seeing his master's agreement, Qingyang nodded, then took off the wine gourd from his waist and stuffed it into the hole. This wine gourd is the token of the leader of Xipingguan. Songhe Taoist had passed it on to Qingyang before entering the secret place, so Qingyang has been carrying it with him. The wine gourd is slightly smaller than an adult's head and can be easily placed into the hole.

Then Qingyang put away all the clothes on his body, and then began to perform the bone-shrinking technique. Although Qingyang's bone-shrinking technique was inherited from Songhe Lao Dao, he is young and his bones have not yet been fully formed. In addition, his body is a little thinner, so the effect is better than Song He Lao Dao. This is why he insists on doing it for his master. Reason for going in.

I saw him take a deep breath, and then there was a soft sound in the bones up and down, and then his body shook, and his whole temperament suddenly changed. How should I put it, Qingyang now has a softness all over his body, as if he feels weak and boneless.

Then he put his hands forward, and his shoulders turned 180 degrees and pressed against his chest, as if they were broken. I don't know what he did after that, but his chest and abdomen began to shrink inward, sandwiching his shoulders and arms. Soon, the entire upper body turned into a cylinder about the same thickness as the head.

At the same time, his lower body also began to slowly merge, with the hips and hips contracting first, and then the two thighs and feet. In the blink of an eye, the good-looking person turned into a long strip. Then the long strip slowly wriggled forward along the entrance of the hole. It took nearly a quarter of an hour to finally get through the entrance of the hole.

This unique skill left the people outside stunned. Even though they had gone through many magical baptisms by the immortal masters, they still looked incredulous. Immortal masters are indeed magical, but they are aloof and not the same kind of people as everyone else. The magic of Songhe Old Taoist and Qingyang really comes from around them.

A living person actually passed through this hole as big as his head. This bone-shrinking skill is truly worthy of its reputation. Even his disciples are so outstanding, so Master Songhe himself is probably even more powerful, right? No wonder Songhe Laodao was able to make such a big name in the world of Xiping Mansion.

Regardless of how surprised the people outside were, the long strip squirmed to the other side of the wall, took a breath, and then slowly released the bone shrinking skill. The whole body began to slowly expand, and soon returned to green. Yang's original form.

After returning to his original form, Qingyang did not rush to check the surrounding environment. Instead, he sat on the ground and rested for a while. With Qingyang's current skill, it was still a bit too much to perform the Bone Shrinking Technique. When he was breathing well and his face was no longer so pale, he turned around and looked at the main hall behind him.

The specifications of the entire hall are similar to the alchemy room they saw last time, but the layout and items on both sides are very different. Not far from the cave entrance, there are all kinds of wine jars of various specifications. These can be seen through the cave entrance when you are outside. The wine jars are large and small, crude and exquisite, filling a corner.

Further ahead, there are high and low platforms and pools. Taoist Songhe likes to drink. Qingyang has seen the winemaking workshop with his master. Although he can't see the specific functions of those platforms and pools, he also knows roughly that they are all used for winemaking and fermentation.

There seems to be a small pavilion on the left, but it is too far from the entrance of his cave, and Qingyang can't see what is there for the time being. As for the right side, it is a pile of black garbage, which is probably similar to the alchemy room, all made of wood coke decay.

Qingyang lay down and shouted a few words to the cave entrance, informing everyone about the situation in the hall, so as not to arouse suspicion from Hu Zhensong and others after a long time. After the people over there confirmed it, they sent the Spirit-Jiang Plate in through the cave entrance, and then he began his own adventure.