Suddenly, a layer of black mist appeared on his body, and a shadow woman quietly emerged.

Honestly, such a scene is quite ironic indeed.

One is the red-robed woman, Nangong Ling, from the Heart Slaying Garden.

The other is the shadow woman, Guo Yueyao, from the Divine Wood Pavilion.

These two deadly enemies, if they knew that in hundreds of years they would be working together in this form to carry out a task, they would probably be turning in their graves?

Du Yu's black mist finger touched the bell wall, gently sliding and tracing the strange carvings of the ancient bell.

He introduced himself, clearly stating that the Shadow Gu Tower also had the ability to devour living creatures and tried to coax some information, wanting to know what exact powers the ancient bell had.

However, the bronze bell standing here completely ignored Du Yu.

Despite all the sweet talk, it remained silent.

"Let's retreat for now."

"Hmm?" The shadow woman looked at the red-robed woman.

Yang Qingqing turned away: "We'll discuss it further when we go back."

Du Yu patted the Desolate Silver Lynx and turned to run away.

He was full of anticipation, thinking that in dramas, it's usually at moments like these that something unusual happens.

However...

The damned big bell remained silent!

Pity for the master and apprentice, who had wasted more than half an hour creating the ambiance...

"Splat~ Splat~"

The Desolate Silver Lynx moved swiftly, stepping lightly through the splashes.

Du Yu showed a thoughtful expression, asking in his mind: "Little Tower, can you extract the artifact spirit?"

"I can try, every magical artifact that comes into existence needs a craftsman to nurture it with their Spiritual Po."

The Shadow Gu Tower continued to respond: "So, the so-called artifact spirits more or less contain the Spiritual Po of the Spirit Master.

But master, you have to think about the consequences of doing this."

Du Yu: "What?"

Shadow Gu Tower: "This means we will be in direct confrontation with the ancient bell, which is far worse than attacking it with the Demon Skill.

No matter what the personality of the Ancient Spiritual Artifact is, since you want to completely destroy it, it will be a fight to the death."

"That won't do, I just want to draw out the artifact spirit!" Du Yu hurriedly responded, accidentally speaking out, "We also need to know the whereabouts of the second team!

Even the Jade Gourd can't refine a person cleanly from morning to afternoon, the second team still has a chance to be saved!"

The Desolate Silver Lynx was so fast that by the time Du Yu said these words, he had already reached the edge of the deep pit.

Everyone listened to Du Yu's words and turned to look.

Du Yu waved his hand and went back to communicating with the Shadow Gu Tower.

Yang Qingqing did not disturb Du Yu and turned to Fu Jianzhou: "I'll take you to try it."

Fu Jianzhou looked troubled and slightly lowered his head.

"Why?"

Fu Jianzhou: "She's not in the mood."

Yang Qingqing silently watched Fu Jianzhou for a while, having not seen him for several months, she noticed the changes in him.

After a long time, Yang Qingqing sighed in her heart, walked past her disciple, and gently patted Fu Jianzhou's shoulder: "Try to ask for its help. Du Yu."

"Here." Du Yu quickly followed.

"Why did you react so strongly just now?"

Du Yu organized his words and recounted the earlier conversation with Master Qing.

Nearby, Fu Jianzhou silently left to find a quiet place to negotiate with Bai Lan.

As Yang Qingqing and Du Yu entered the army tent, listening to her student's account, she decisively shook her head.

She shared the same thought as Du Yu, it was not yet time for a desperate fight.

"Master Qing, do you think..." Du Yu frowned, "Can the ancient bell refine people?

The shape of this magical artifact always feels more like a defensive or controlling magical treasure, unrelated to absorbing or refining living beings?

Is it possible that the second team's people are just trapped inside the bell, just a wall away from us?

Because of the ancient bell's function, the second team's voices can't be transmitted and are completely isolated?"

The people in the military tent sat down, listening to Du Yu's analysis, and secretly nodded.

Especially those from the first team, they knew about the Jade Gourd and the Shadow Gu Tower.

These two magical artifacts have similar functions, one refines the flesh, the other refines the soul.

Placed here with these forms, they don't look like magical treasures with refining capabilities like the ancient bell.

The room fell into silence.

Yang Qingqing pondered for a long time, then said, "Let's organize our thoughts, write down everything we want to say, and then go negotiate with the ancient bell.

After three rounds, if there is still no result, I will leave a Demon Pet outside as a contact agent."

Du Yu had a bad feeling in his heart: "Does Master Qing want?"

Yang Qingqing nodded: "The second team people dug in from underground, I will walk their path and see where the second team people really are..."

The words were not finished when Yang Qingqing suddenly stopped.

By the lakeside deep in the mountains, the sound of flute music suddenly echoed.

Li Mengnan whispered: "Senior Brother Fu is playing the flute again."

Everyone in the first team had great tolerance for Fu Jianzhou.

Because they understood in their hearts that Fu Jianzhou wasn't treating the task as a joke, it was that he was truly not in control of himself!

Yang Qingqing gestured to Zhang Tianxiao: "Paper and pen."

"Yes." Zhang Tianxiao quickly left the tent with a soldier and promptly returned.

Everyone gathered around the table for a small meeting.

What the ancient bell might care about, be concerned about, in short, all the topics that might lure it out were recorded on paper, one by one.

Time flew by, and just as Lin Shiwei was writing hastily, a soldier ran in quickly!

"Ms. Yang, the bell! The artifact spirit has appeared!"

"Hmm?" Yang Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, and she stood up abruptly.

At the same time, in the center of the deep pit.

Above the enormous ancient bronze bell, a phantom figure was quietly standing.

He appeared to be wearing old burlap clothes, much like a woodsman, gazing into the southwestern distance.

There, the flute music was coming from.

And this flute song, playing on a loop for nearly half an hour, was the one Du Yu taught Bai Lan.

"The Last Tribe."

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