Chapter 1007: Race against time

After the rope went down from the bamboo tube, Zuo Feng could feel that there should be a lot of space inside. The stone in front of the rope did not fall vertically, but rolled diagonally in the belly of the mountain.

This process seemed slow, but in fact it did not even take half an incense stick of time. Zuo Feng had been listening carefully to the movement, because he wanted to make sure that the rope would not fall directly to the bottom due to the slope when it was halfway burned.

According to Wang Quan, this valley was once a place where the Xuanwu Empire stored special weapons to fight against the invasion of Ye Lin and Gu Huang.

The weapons at that time had been taken out by him, and the only things left were some things that were difficult to carry. As for those things that were difficult to carry, they were actually a large amount of gunpowder.

Gunpowder has a long history on Kunxuan Continent. He can make it into signal cannons to transmit signals, and also make some special firearms.

The poisonous smoke firearms that Zuo Feng found in Xinjun City at that time contained a lot of gunpowder. Therefore, in large-scale battles, especially battles between two empires, the use of gunpowder can also cause great harm to ordinary warriors.

This place is not far from the Xuanwu Emperor's capital. These gunpowders were originally intended to be used to make extremely lethal weapons, so they were hidden quite deeply.

That is, at the most important moment of the war, a group of people from the ancient wilderness empire came forward and completely resolved the war between the three empires. These well-preserved gunpowders were indeed gradually forgotten after the end of the war.

Because the empire at that time had gradually been controlled by several super families, the empire had lost its absolute decision-making power. Those powerful families were busy dividing the empire's territory, resources and rights, and no one cared about the arrangements made when resisting foreign enemies.

As for how Wang Quan knew these, he just smiled mysteriously and did not give any clear answer.

According to Zuo Feng's analysis, the location and information of the gunpowder stored in the belly of the mountain must be related to the mysterious background that Wang Quan was unwilling to reveal. At that time, Wang Quan, Baldy and Porcupine escaped from the organization. After the organization chased them for a while, they actually let them go and allowed them to form the Red Group.

There must be something that Wang Quan is not convenient to reveal, which is precisely the key to his knowledge of the location of the gunpowder.

As for the bamboo tube in front of him and the passage below to lower the rope, it should be the means that Wang Quan added later.

Wang Quan himself could not clearly know the specific amount of gunpowder in it. However, he also gave a rough idea that most of the gunpowder is concentrated at the entrance of the valley. If an explosion occurs, it will be difficult for people at the entrance of the valley to survive.

This is the initial means given by Wang Quan, and it is also the most ruthless one. Most of the enemy's arrangements are at the entrance of the valley, so the explosion will bring a devastating blow at the beginning.

But at the same time, the valley will inevitably be affected, and people in the valley will also be in danger. If Yao Qiu'er is inside the valley, she may also be in danger, and if I happen to be in the valley, the danger will also appear on me.

The previous hesitation was because Zuo Feng was considering and weighing, trying to find a way to save Yao Qiu'er and avoid danger himself.

There is a problem here, which is the order of action. No matter what, lighting the rope at the top of the valley was the first step of the action. Zuo Feng, who had thought of countless ways, could not overturn this first step.

After the first step, all actions were like an overturned hourglass, which began to drip sand at the moment of lighting. Time was constantly passing, and the subsequent actions could only be completed within a limited time.

As soon as the rope head touched the flame, it began to burn. Although the flame was extremely small, it could still be seen burning steadily.

He did not dare to stop at all, because a little more delay might directly affect his life and death in the end.

When he turned around, Zuo Feng was already walking fast and rushed in the direction he came from. Zuo Feng ran ahead and fast like this, and he did not have to worry about being seen on the top of the mountain.

Seeing that he had come to the belly of the mountain along the ridge, Zuo Feng was also running while feeling the wind around him. Yes, it was the wind blowing from the belly of the mountain.

When he just came here, Zuo Feng found that it would be difficult for him to climb down, or it was simply difficult to accomplish, not to mention the time limit of the burning rope.

When the mountain wind blew up from the bottom of the valley, Zuo Feng suddenly thought of a possibility, the martial arts he had first learned, the Windward Movement.

There were too many limitations for Zuo Feng to use the Windward Movement martial arts, especially when there was no Windward Movement to add its beast energy, Zuo Feng could not fully display this ability.

The wind in the valley was from bottom to top, and Zuo Feng's Windward Movement could be used to allow him to land at the bottom of the valley by sliding against the wind. But Zuo Feng also found a problem, that is, the wind from bottom to top was very special, and it needed to be accumulated before it could blow up.

The pause in the middle was the key to the problem, and it was also the main reason why Zuo Feng felt embarrassed at the time.

At this time, Zuo Feng was feeling the change of the wind. A strong wind blew up from the valley. Zuo Feng felt it carefully, and after the wind passed, he immediately calculated the time silently.

When the time passed to half of what he perceived, Zuo Feng jumped down without hesitation. At the same time, Zuo Feng was still silently calculating the time, and his spiritual power was also running fast. Although he could not master the pure wind attribute spiritual power, Zuo Feng could still barely use the wind-reversing technique.

But without the appearance of wind, Zuo Feng had no way to do anything. At the beginning, Zuo Feng was chased by the demon beast "Xiao Miao" in the Spiritual Medicine Mountain Range, and he glided down all the way by the wind-reversing technique.

But at that time, because he was at a high altitude, the airflow in the sky was a little chaotic, but there was no shortage of wind to use.

Now in front of him is a canyon, where there is either wind blowing up or there is no breeze at all. This situation is actually playing with life.

A strong wind rushed up instantly, and Zuo Feng, who was running the wind-reversing technique, was instantly dragged up by this wind. Zuo Feng was not happy about the situation in front of him, but his expression became more solemn.

This wind came a little earlier than expected, and the time deviation was a fatal thing for him. Suppressing his shock, Zuo Feng cursed secretly, "Damn weird wind", and then tried to control his body to descend quickly.

But what made Zuo Feng depressed was that this wind was very difficult to control. When the wind below the valley accumulated in the valley and rushed up, it had a tendency to rotate, so Zuo Feng's body in this wind was also somewhat uncontrollably rotating and unable to find the right direction.

The more he wanted to go down quickly, the more Zuo Feng's body circled in the air. Staying in the air in this way was definitely not good news for Zuo Feng.

The more anxious Zuo Feng was, the more he couldn't control his body. This was the case with the Nifengxing martial arts. Because he had not reached the Qi Refining Stage, he couldn't use it completely.

Just when Zuo Feng was anxious, the wind around him suddenly disappeared. When the wind disappeared, no matter how Zuo Feng used the Nifengxing martial arts, his body kept falling.

If it were someone else, they would probably scream out of fear. In fact, Zuo Feng's heart was completely hanging. His body was falling rapidly, and he was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley. He wanted to scream, but reason still made him grit his teeth.

Zuo Feng's figure disappeared in the dark valley, and the dark forest kept enlarging in front of him. Those trees that were no longer visible after dark quickly became clear in front of Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng could gradually distinguish the trunks and branches, and even the veins on the trees and leaves were faintly visible. Zuo Feng had subconsciously closed his eyes.

Facing this situation, Zuo Feng had no way out. There was no time when he missed the little beast Nifeng as much as he did now, and there was no time when Zuo Feng was so grateful to Nifeng.

He had been in too many critical moments, and it was because of Nifeng's actions that he was able to save himself.

He now felt that he had too many things to say to Nifeng. He wanted to thank him, apologize, and...

But I'm afraid there is no such opportunity. The wind in this damn valley is so strange. The current wind blowing and stopping rules are completely different from what I judged before.

Maybe the rules of this wind will change with time, different during the day and night, and different in each time period, but these are meaningless to Zuo Feng now. When Zuo Feng jumped down, everything was doomed.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng felt the wind blowing, although it was not from below, but from the top of his head, and it was very subtle.

But the appearance of this life-saving straw also made Zuo Feng frantically use the reverse wind martial arts. Then the wind suddenly became much stronger. In the blink of an eye, the wind slowed down Zuo Feng's falling speed. Zuo Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide. At this time, he was less than two feet away from the woods below.

The same rotating wind blew towards Zuo Feng's body, and Zuo Feng also turned around and flew forward in a panic, but at this time his face was full of joy of surviving the disaster.

Zuo Feng knew that he had saved his life. Perhaps the wind was really as he had judged, and would change its pattern as time went by. Fortunately, it didn't take him long to find the bamboo tube and light the rope, otherwise he would have died here.

He fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and without taking a breath, he climbed up. There was no time to calm down, the rope was constantly burning, and he had to seize all the time to save people.