Protagonist Approach Manual [Transmigration Book]

The Nanshan faction stood up.

Then the two parties looked at each other, but no one entered the door.

This is awesome.Jiang Ming looked at the entrance of the black hole that suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, and was a little surprised. They had seen that mountain wall several times, and he was sure that there was no such thing as a crack in the door. How did the door open?

It was the Nanshan faction who spoke first, and the people who had dealt with Yang Fan before stood up, "Wujiemen first please?"

Yang Fan didn't move, "Go in."

The man went back, whispered a few words, and the people from the Nanshan faction walked towards the entrance and entered without stopping.

Until their figures disappeared into the dark doorway, some junior couldn't help asking: "Brother, why did you let them go first?"

Yang Fan said: "There is something wrong with them, we must at least grasp the exit. Let's go in later."

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the door did not change, and no one came out. Yang Fan said, "Let's go in."

The juniors agreed, and were full of energy to prepare for the treasure hunt.

It was another long passage, and each of them walked carefully. Jiang Ming could only hear footsteps and breathing, but no one spoke. The atmosphere was a little tense, and Jiang Ming felt the pressure.

Jiang Ming thought, this is not exciting at all, he is so hard, he just wants to be a quiet nerd.

He was about to cry lasagna in his heart, but he couldn't back down.

Jiang Ming got used to the quiet environment with the swaying lights and shadows, and then he saw the shadows in front of him.

Yang Fan stopped in his tracks.

"You are here."

A fairly familiar voice sounded, it was the person from the Nanshan faction.

Yang Fan didn't answer.

The man smiled wryly, "It's not easy to go ahead."

People from the Nanshan faction made way for them, and Yang Fan walked over.

The man pointed to his fellow disciple and showed it to Yang Fan, "The front is not solid, my junior almost fell into it just now."

Yang Fan approached the man with a torch, only to see that he was covered with something sticky like mud from the waist down.

He sent the torch to the front again, and saw a swamp not far ahead, the terrain was low-lying, and he didn't know how far it was.

Yang Fan took out a dagger and said to his juniors, "I'll go over and have a look, you guys be careful."

Jiang Ming and the others nodded.

Yang Fan leaned against a wall, held the dagger and the torch, and leaped forward at top speed with light kung fu.

What Yang Fan thought was that if the swamp was too long and his internal energy was not strong enough to support him to walk the entire distance, he could fix it on the wall with a dagger, and then consider whether to move forward or retreat. Unexpectedly, he only borrowed strength twice, and his feet Just stepped on the ground.

Standing opposite, Yang Fan said loudly: "About ten feet, you can pass!"

The few disciples of Wujiemen started to move first. Jiang Ming has a special lightness exercise, so there is no pressure to pass this. Sinking in, but borrowing strength is still not a problem.

They all reached the opposite side one by one. Jiang Ming felt that this land was too strange, and other people felt the same way. Bai Xunzhi couldn't help but said, "This swamp is too small."

It doesn't look like it was formed naturally. If it is artificial, can it still survive to this day?It's time to do it!

Yang Fan said: "This place is quite weird, everyone should be careful."

The brothers restrained their minds and said solemnly: "Yes, brother!"

They have been here for a while, and the people from the Nanshan faction over there have not moved, which is a bit strange. Yang Fan thought about it, and then asked: "Everyone from the Nanshan faction, how are you doing?"

A reply came from the opposite side: "Comrades from Wujiemen, you go first. There are a few disciples on our side who are too poor in Qinggong, so we must find a way to bring them over."

The brows on Yang Fan's expressionless face twitched and frowned. It was only ten feet away. If it's so bad, what treasure would you bring out to find?

But Yang Fan would not be stupid enough to go back and help them, doing such thankless things, he said to his juniors: "Let's go, pay attention on the way."

The front is unknown, but at least there is no threat behind them for a while, and their footsteps are brisk, and their speed has also increased a lot.

When the five people from Wujiemen walked away, the disciples of the Nanshan sect started to move. They didn't say a word, they grabbed the two people in the middle, and climbed up the wall one by one.

Here, Yang Fan and the others have already walked out of the passage and came to a room.

That's right, a room.

Feeling walking in the belly of the mountain, Jiang Ming suddenly saw wooden tables, chairs and cabinets, and Jiang Ming had a weird feeling of traveling through space.

There was a candlestick on the table. They lit a candle, and the warm yellow light came on. After waiting for a while, there was no strange smell, and no strange things happened, so they lit all the candles in the room.

Candlelight illuminated the room. The room was like a utility room. Tables and chairs were randomly placed, a few cabinets were placed against the wall, and some large and small boxes were piled up in the corner. They looked around, and Jiang Ming opened it at will. He opened a box, and a flash of golden light blinded his eyes.

Yang Fan stood in the middle and looked at the overall situation. The juniors opened the cabinets and boxes, and then this simple utility room became magnificent.

Money has always touched people's hearts, but these warriors just glanced at these treasures reluctantly, and no one took them.

Bai Xunzhi rummaged through the cabinet, muttering to himself: "Didn't it say that there is an inheritance? Why don't you even have this exercise?"

Treasures are good, but they can't take them with them, and these things are just ordinary gold, silver and precious stones, which don't really help their martial arts, so these people don't care.

Jiang Ming liked money very much, but he remembered that there were many magical herbs in this world, and he wanted to see them, but he couldn't find even a single leaf after searching for a long time.

These people are all here for cheat books and magical weapons. Things like gold and silver that are heavy and difficult to carry are definitely not their first choice.

Then their eyes were fixed on the door on the side of the utility room.

Apart from the entrance where they came in, this door is the only one left. If you want to go in, you have to go out through this door.

Just as they were about to go out, footsteps were heard at the entrance, and people from the Nanshan faction had arrived.

In this resplendent place, people from both parties were silent for a while, and then people from the Nanshan faction walked in slowly.

The disciple of the Nanshan faction who had been talking to them as a representative came out. Just as he was about to speak, a few figures rushed in from the dark passage at an extremely fast speed, and their targets were the people from the Wujiemen.

Jiang Ming felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was thrown down. A pale face resembling a human face was enlarged in front of him, revealing a mouthful of jagged fangs.

Jiang Ming instinctively drew his sword, and not far away, Bai Xunzhi saw the situation here and immediately ran over with his sword.

The disciples of the Nanshan sect also dispersed, and one of them rushed straight towards Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised the knife to block the monster's bloody mouth, but he didn't expect the monster's paw to hold his head and knock it to the ground. Jiang Ming only felt stares in his eyes, and then he belatedly felt that something was wrong with the ground under his head.

The ground where he was was suddenly emptied, and he, the monster, Bai Xunzhi and a disciple of the Nanshan School all fell down.