On the cliff, after Jiang Nanjun and Shui Ling'er reunited, they cried with joy while supporting each other. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info from now on, the two of them no longer need to disguise, and can recognize each other as true brothers.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in this treacherous mountain range, and the great task of relighting the magic lamp and helping the ghost district become emperor was imminent, the two of them would really sit on the ground and talk about it for three days and three nights - they really had too much to say to each other, and Shui Ling'er also wanted to know what had happened in Jiang Nanjun's life in the past year.

However, since the current situation does not allow it, they can only put this wish aside for the time being, and concentrate on the enthronement of the emperor god first.

The place where they are located, but the Chaos Valley of the Western Heavens, can meet Jiang Nanjun in such a place and at such a moment, Shui Ling'er believes that there must be a reason for this, it is no coincidence.

He didn't take the initiative to ask, but quietly waited for Jiang Nanjun to tell him and Doudou how to enter Zixu Mountain from Wuyou Cliff in a way other than cutting off and returning to trivial.

In order to let them clearly understand what steps need to be taken next, Jiang Nanjun briefly told them how he obtained the cross recipe from the "Shenwu Secret Chronicles".

After listening to Shui Ling'er and Doudou, they realized that the Jiangnan family had been loyal for several generations, and they used their hereditary human status to serve the Three Realms at all costs, in order to be the day when the emperor ascended the throne and the gods recovered.

After introducing the "Shenwu Secret Chronicles", Jiang Nanjun took out the emerald bagpipes left by Jiang Nanyan from his waist and said to them: "Ling'er, Doudou, the broken lock is the illusion of the emerald ring snake in the inhalation pool, as long as I blow this flute, I can control the emerald ring snake, make them believe that we are their own people, and suppress the anger of the inhalation pool, so as to prevent it from sucking the mana of the person who is passing through the cliff." So when I blow this flute, we'll step on our swords and fight the wind, and you think that's good?"

Jiang Nanjun really has a solution, how can the two of them say badly? He nodded happily and hurriedly complied.

So he fought and stepped on the bamboo sword, and Shui Ling'er threw out Jiaoqiu and rode with Jiang Nanjun, so the three of them and two swords, ready to leave Wuyou Cliff.

As soon as Jiang Nanjun waited for the sword to leave the ground, he put the green bagpipe to his lips and blew out a melodious music.

The sword traveled between the two mountains, and the three of them suddenly felt that the wind under their feet was getting stronger, and their legs seemed to be suddenly drained of their strength, becoming softer and softer.

Shui Ling'er and Doudou couldn't help but look down, and saw the cliff that was still cloudy and misty just now, at this time, the clouds and mist seemed to be pushed away by an invisible giant hand, and the abyss was sandwiched between the two mountains of strange rocks, and suddenly became clearly visible.

These two people come and go in the clouds and fog all day long, stepping on the sky as if walking on the ground, but at this time, for some reason, they began to fear heights. They looked at their feet, their bodies shaking, and they were about to lose their balance and fall from their swords.

Jiang Nanjun secretly shouted, "It's not good, the mana of the inhalation pool is too powerful", and he wanted to tell them to close their eyes quickly and divert their attention from the abyss, but they couldn't stop the flute.

Seeing that the situation was critical, he had no choice but to hold the flute with his lost left arm, and then put his right hand on Shui Ling'er's eyes as an example.

Doudou caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of his eye, and even if he showed understanding, he also closed his eyes tightly.

In order to completely suppress the anger of the pond, Jiang Nanjun mobilized the true qi of the whole body and blew a green bagpipe through the valley, and the aftermath was lingering. Shui Ling'er and Dou Dou were immersed in this beautiful music, forgetting where they were for a while, and they were drunk listening to it.

When the song ended, they couldn't extricate themselves from the music, but they heard Jiang Nanjun remind them: "Open your eyes, we have arrived at Zixu Mountain." (To be continued.) )