Two treasure maps

On the mountain, the masked leader sat quietly on a chair carefully woven from vines. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. Through the gaps in the mask, he stared at the battlefield below. Seeing that Kumano was dead, he waved his hand expressionlessly, his voice as cold as ice: "Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

As his order fell, the soldiers wearing silver masks immediately took action. They started with the people hanging around them. As the swords flashed, blood gushed out, dyeing the ropes and the ground red. In a blink of an eye, the originally quiet forest became bloody, and blood flowed like a river, flowing down the mountain, dyeing the originally green mountain wall a deep red.

Afterwards, these soldiers slowly approached the messy battlefield at the foot of the mountain. At this time, Jiang Shan and others were exhausted and covered with wounds. Facing this mighty army, they were unable to resist at all and could only watch the soldiers approach.

However, at this moment, Mo Yan suddenly waved his hand to set up a teleportation formation. He also sent a message to Master Qingyue: "Conclude a contract with Guo Feimo immediately." Master Qingyue instantly understood what Mo Yan meant. She quickly formed a seal with her hand and tapped Guo Feimo's forehead directly. Before Guo Feimo understood what was happening, he had already formed a master-servant contract with Master Qingyue.

At this moment, the teleportation array set up by Mo Yan shone brightly, teleporting away all the mortals and the guardians who had contracted with them. Only four people, Taoist nun Zhang, Tianshi Zhang Yi, Yan Yan the monk, and Dong Hai Hai Gui, were left at the scene. They knew that their lives were over, but facing the impending death, they did not beg for mercy, but chose to transmit the information they knew here back to their sect in their own unique ways.

The four of them faced the surging silver-masked soldiers with resolute expressions and no fear at all.

Taoist nun Zhang held a whisk in her hand and chanted something, trying to use magic to resist the enemy's attack. However, her power was insignificant in front of so many enemies, and the whisk only brought a breeze, which could not stop the soldiers' advance.

Zhang Yi Tianshi drew out the long sword from his waist and swung it vigorously. The flashing sword light intertwined with the enemy's sword light. Although his sword skills were exquisite, he seemed powerless in the face of so many enemies. Every time the sword light flashed, it was weak and powerless, and those masked men did not take their resistance seriously at all.

The coastal monk put his hands together and chanted scriptures, with a faint golden light emanating from his body, trying to protect himself with the power of Buddha. However, under the ruthless sword light, the golden light gradually dimmed and his figure began to shake.

Donghai Haiju stood there quietly, his eyes closed, as if gathering his last bit of strength. In his hand was a crystal clear bead, which was his magic weapon and his last hope. However, when the enemy's sword slashed at him, he didn't even have time to use his magic weapon, and was killed by the sword.

As they fell, blood gushed out of their wounds, staining the surrounding land red. Their bodies twitched, but soon became motionless. The silver-masked soldiers walked past their bodies expressionlessly, continuing to search for the people who had escaped.

The entire battlefield was filled with the smell of death, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood. In this mountain forest that was once full of vitality, there is now only desolation and misery.

The whole valley fell into a deathly silence, with only the rustling of leaves and the occasional roar of wild animals in the distance. This valley, once full of life, has now turned into a bloody battlefield, which makes people shudder.

No matter how carefully the masked men searched, they searched every corner, even under a stone, but they still couldn't find any trace of Mo Yan and the others. At this time, the masked leader showed a bit of nervousness on his face. A trace of doubt and uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly ordered: "Everyone gather!"

The masked men who seemed to be leisurely and lazy at first seemed to be changed now. They quickly lined up into neat formations, each of them was energetic and their eyes were as fierce as wolves and tigers, like a well-trained army.

The leader looked at everyone with sharp eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Yin Jiu, Yin Shi, you take your men out of the valley immediately and capture the two mortals named Yun. Remember, I want them alive. I don't want to see the bloody scene of torture."

Yin Jiu and Yin Shi each led their own teams and left. However, they couldn't help but complain in their hearts: "They say they don't want to see blood, but they just don't want to offend the Xiu Emperor. After all, in Xiu Country, the surname Guo is the national surname, how can we offend him easily?"

On the other side, Jiang Shan and others who were missed by the masked man were teleported to a place that no one expected by Mo Yan. When they opened their eyes, they saw a silvery landscape covering the whole mountain. The dazzling light almost blinded the eyes of ordinary people.

Guo Lin and his family were stunned by the sight of this real silver mountain. They couldn't find themselves for a moment. They seemed to be in a dreamlike world, with silver light flashing everywhere.

Taoist Shanlan muttered to himself at this moment: "Treasure map!" His words seemed to press a switch, and everyone's thoughts were suddenly opened. Everyone squatted down and gently stroked the silver grass at their feet, wanting to know whether the silver here was real or fake.

Suddenly, Guo Meili, who had just woken up, pointed to a place and shouted, "Silver dolls!" Everyone looked over and saw silver figures that were more than a foot tall. Those silver dolls seemed to have grown out of the silver grass, lifelike and breathtaking.

Having just escaped from the bloody battlefield, everyone was still a little uncomfortable at first. However, when they saw the silver all over the mountains and the legendary silver doll, everyone's emotions were aroused.

Guo Feipeng said excitedly: "It really is a silver doll!"

Guo Liuli also came forward curiously, carefully examining the silver doll, and said, "A silver doll with one ear cut off and another ear growing back?"

Guo Feimo said solemnly: "It seems that the legend of Xiancaimen is true."

Master Guo Fei couldn't help but reach out to touch the silver grass and said, "The silver grass on the grass is also real. We are rich!"

Guo Fengli jumped up excitedly and said, "This is really a treasure trove!" Obviously she heard Taoist Shanlan's mumbling.

Guo Lingli plucked the silver grass from the grass and looked at it carefully in her hands. After a while, the silver grass turned into crystal clear water droplets. She said with some disappointment: "Money comes and goes, and it's gone again."

Seeing this, Zhao Ying stepped forward and said, "Kid, everyone is having a great time, don't spoil the fun for them."

Guo Lin also issued an order at this time: "Let's see how to take these silver dolls and silver grass away. We are not greedy, but we should not let go of the wealth that is at our fingertips."