When he saw this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Master Qingfeng's heart suddenly moved. He suddenly thought of the injuries on Lao Liu's body. Although he left him a pill, he could only last for a while, and the injuries could not be fully recovered. If he had eaten this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, it would be different. The injuries on his body must have been healed faster. Thinking of this, Master Qingfeng felt relieved, fumbled on his body for a while, and took out two sharp daggers.

Holding these two daggers in his hand, Master Qingfeng carefully got off the cliff. At this moment, he just thought about picking the big Ganoderma lucidum first and thinking about how to get off the cliff after a while.

A stream of true energy condensed between his palms. Master Qingfeng inserted the dagger in his hand into the gap between the cliffs. When the dagger in one hand was inserted into the rock, the dagger in the other hand was pulled out and inserted into the gap. In this way, he moved little by little towards the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

This method of walking between cliffs with daggers is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff and fall to pieces. Moreover, inserting the dagger into a hard stone again and again is also very physically exhausted. After walking only a few feet away, Master Qingxu was already exhausted and sweating.

Turning his head to look at the big Ganoderma lucidum, he was not far from himself, at most more than 1 zhang away. Taoist Qingxu smiled with relief and let the sweat on his face roll down like a waterfall.

Just when Taoist Master Qingxu pulled out his dagger and was about to insert it into the gap between the cliff walls again, he suddenly heard the horse tied to the huge rock on the cliff neighing to the sky, his voice was very terrifying, as if he had seen something terrible.

Priest Qingfeng stopped in his hand, looked up at the top of the cliff, but only saw a blue sky. After a moment, the horse on the cliff seemed to struggle violently again, and many gravels began to scatter from the top of the cliff. Priest Qingfeng was unable to leave the dagger with his hands, so he had to bite the bullet and accept the gravels that kept falling.

No one will follow me here, if it is an ordinary passerby, it would be fine. If it is someone from Jin Batian, my life will be explained here. Now, both the master and the disciple died and suffocated at the Soul-Breaking Cliff, which is too cowardly.

Thinking of this, Master Qingfeng didn't dare to breathe, but just raised his head to look at the movements on the top of the cliff. However, the horse on the top of the cliff was getting more and more manic, and his struggle became even more powerful. Some gravel heads were kicked off the cliff by the horse like rain. Master Qingxu lowered his head and began to use his feet to find out if there was a place to settle down. Finally, he moved some to the right again, and a raised rock could be just enough to be tapped with his toes.

Just stood a little steadily, Master Qingfeng looked up at the top of the cliff again. At this time, another stone was kicked off by the horse, but the stone was much bigger than the ones just now, and it was as big as a goose egg. If it hit the forehead, it would have to bloom.
Chapter completed!