The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 314 Waiting for an Opportunity, Analyzing the Answer

What Shang Yuyao dislikes the most, or what she can't stand the most, is Murong Chuan's unhurried character.

He obviously couldn't wait to be tricked into a trap, but Murong Chuan was still thinking about bickering, and he didn't even have any sense of crisis.

Murong Chuan himself thinks this is chic, but in Shang Yuyao's view, this is arrogance and arrogance, and sooner or later he will pay the price for it.

People with different personalities are destined to have different views and viewpoints.

What Shang Yuyao despised was handsome and charming in Liu Ying's eyes, and what she admired most was Murong Chuan.

To put it badly, this is arrogance and arrogance, but to put it in a good way, it means calmness, a strong heart and an extraordinary view of the overall situation.

"There is no rush, we only have two ways to go, either find out the reason why we can't move forward, and then wait for the trap master to appear.

I advise you to give up the first type. This kind of power has never been heard or seen. Anyway, I have no ability to find out the reason.

The second is to wait until the trap master appears, or until a certain point in time, we will naturally understand everything. "

Murong Chuan's expression of what should be expected made Shang Yuyao furious, she scolded angrily:

"When the trap master appears, we will not be far from death, and the period before the trap master appears is the best time for us to seek survival.

Are you going to waste it like this, or are you giving up hope completely and preparing to accept the fate of death. "

Murong Chuan sighed helplessly, and didn't answer Shang Yuyao's question. Instead, he took out the green bamboo light boat, made it bigger and suspended on the lake, and turned over with the flying magic weapon.

Originally flying in the sky, the light boat is now floating on the lake, which contrasts with the clear water, and has another beautiful artistic conception.

Murong Chuan was sitting on the light boat, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated slightly, and the wet lake water evaporated completely, while he took out the spirit grass and looked at it carefully.

Murong Chuan didn't answer, and Shang Yuyao had no choice but to turn over and get on the boat, imitating Murong Chuan to steam dry her body, staring at the surrounding environment in a daze.

Time passed by every minute and every second, as if the owner of the trap had disappeared, leaving the two of them suspended like this, no one came out to explain the reason.

Maybe it's been too long, maybe the trap owner has left, or the trap owner is dead, in short, several hours have passed, nothing has changed.

The water of the lake is clear and sparkling, and a huge stone pillar at the bottom of the lake, like a magic needle that fixes the sea, suppresses everything related to the lake.

Surrounded by jagged rocks and colorful stalactites, it is full of eerieness and silence. It seems that the entire cave is a dead zone, and the two of them are intruders.

There was no abnormality in the spiritual grass. Murong Chuan lay comfortably on the boat, looking at the top of the cave that was originally the ground and the area where they picked the spiritual grass, his brows were tightly frowned.

"The entrance of the mountain pool, the downward waterfall, the winding mountain road, and finally a fairly regular cave.

The karst caves are upside down, but each is in its own vein.Standing on the ground is full of surprises, but falling into the lake feels much more normal. "

Murong Chuan always felt that he had overlooked something, but he just couldn't remember that he had overlooked it. He had walked this road back and forth many times, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

Now that he is in the lake, he has re-transformed a new perspective, re-examined and walked through many tunnels and caves, and immediately felt a new feeling, and his understanding became clearer.

"The height of the Xuanjia Dagger is about ten feet high, but it is only the height seen by the recorder, it does not mean that the Xuanjia Dagger is only about ten feet high, it may even be ten feet, one hundred feet, ten thousand feet.

The size of the ancient alien beast is not fixed, maybe the female beast is not Zhang Xu tall, maybe the female beast is bigger than imagined! "

Murong Chuan closed his eyes slightly, recalling the entrance of the mountain pool, the downward waterfall, the winding tunnel, and the huge hole.

A topographic map was rapidly constructed in his mind, and a crazy idea was also formed in his mind.

The silence continued, but Shang Yuyao felt that the time had passed since Murong Chuan closed his eyes.

It seemed that she also sensed some kind of strange aura, waiting for Murong Chuan to announce the final answer.

In a trance, Murong Chuan's eyes suddenly opened, and Shang Yuyao felt a little trance, as if there were stars shining in those eyes.

"Do you think the mountain pool at the entrance and the entrance hidden behind the pool look like a snake head with its mouth open?"

Shang Yuyao, who was still full of anticipation, after hearing Murong Chuan's words, her pretty face turned dark, and she even had the urge to hit someone.

What kind of answer is this, it’s just nonsense, so what if it looks like a snake head, does it help to think about the current situation!

"Genius, your imagination is stronger than your combat power."

Shang Yuyao teased something, but Murong Chuan continued as if he didn't hear it:

"Through the entrance, the downward section of the waterfall happens to be the neck of the snake head.

Then there is the winding tunnel, which I think is very similar to the winding body of a snake, and the cave we are in happens to be the abdomen of a turtle.

And the lake we are in is actually gastric juice, and the spiritual grasses growing on it are the roots of those tentacles on the shell of the colorful turtle. "

As Murong Chuan became more serious in his analysis, Shang Yuyao dismissed it at first, but gradually his expression became serious.

Although what Murong Chuan said was unbelievable, but when he thought about it carefully, he really thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was true!

"You mean, Futian is the carcass of the Teng Snake Banana Turtle, and we are in its gastric juice?

The spiritual grass we use for alchemy is actually the substance that grows from the roots of the tentacles on the shell of the snake's colorful tortoise? "

Shang Yuyao asked word by word, as if telling the most unbelievable story, she didn't believe it at all, but she couldn't refute it.

She has been with Murong Chuan for a long time, so she naturally understands some of Murong Chuan's eccentricities.

Murong Chuan usually doesn't say things that are uncertain, and if he says something solemnly, it is likely to be the truth!

But this is too unbelievable, and too sensational, the ancient beast turned into stone, and they are in the belly of the beast.

The most incredible thing is that this is still a trap!

The ancient beasts were turned into stones, and then carefully arranged as traps, the purpose of which was to capture the two life spring monks.

Shang Yuyao felt that the whole world was crazy, and there was nothing crazier than this.

If the trap owner has such a great ability, at least he has the cultivation base of Xiantai, and he may even be the quasi-emperor.

If the master of the trap has such a high level of cultivation, is there still a need for such painstaking efforts? It would be great to capture them directly by force.

But even with so many incomprehensible things, Murong Chuan still insisted that everything was reasonable, and he even vaguely guessed who the owner of the trap was.

That's why he calmed down and waited for the trap master to appear.