In order to prevent the bomb from exploding, they can't lift the blockade, and without lifting the blockade, they can't leave this place...
If Shi Xiu is the fuse, then his side can't act recklessly. If, by any chance, his hands slip and he cuts the wrong red or blue wire, triggering an explosion from within Luoyu Mountain, that would be hilarious.
Recalling that he was just fighting next to the explosive fuse, Zhang Ze felt a chill of fear.
"Such a hassle..."
Ultimately, the urgent matter now is to establish contact with the outside world.
As a Small Ascender, he really needs Old Ascender's wisdom and strength.
'If his Hundred Treasures Bag hadn't broken, there might be a way. What a pity.'
'However, Li might still have so spare items. When it wakes up, I need to ask it properly.'
Not wanting to dwell on Li's matter, Zhang Ze turned his head to seek wisdom from his fellow sect mbers.
Behind Zhang Ze, a bit far away, a group of cultivators are sitting and staring at each other.
These were the cultivators previously forced into labor by the Firefly Spirits. Now, with Brother Monkey's help, they have regained consciousness, but the atmosphere between people is very delicate.
They are in a state graph with three parts shaful rage, three parts schadenfreude, one part regret, and three parts wanting to punch a bathroom door.
The bla for this state lies entirely with those black stones.
To break the hypnosis of the black stones, one must stir emotions from within, and such matters that can stir emotions often belong to the hypnotized individual's secrets.
Much like Brother Monkey has a fondness for Big Auntie's Cow Sister, Li refuses to admit it's a square pig.
Because there are few people in Chang State, the relations among those caught together more or less overlap, so so secrets beco no longer secret.
Brother Monkey first found a friend among the hypnotized. Using the tragic mory of having eaten poop as a child, he awakened the friend, then they fought, settled the score, and the courageous eater of anything limped and stared at a youth from the Beast Taming Sect.
As a gossip-loving tavern vendor, he overheard the youth's drunken mumblings a few days ago, uncovered his crush on his fellow Sword Sect Senior Sister, but dared not confess.
Using this secret to wake him up, the Beast Taming Sect virgin brother was ashad and angry, broke and ruined his cultivation, retorting with the rchant's poop-eating tale.
The rchant was bewildered, not knowing how the hypnotized knew of this; then he suddenly recalled when that unlucky monkey exposed his poop-eating in public without concealing it from the crowd.
Hypnosis doesn't an mory loss; what needs to be rembered will be rembered.
Therefore, everyone present, as long as they saw the black stone, knew about this.
Similarly, when he used the black stone on the Beast Taming Sect brother, it wasn't behind closed doors.
Everyone knows.
Their faces turned red and white in turns; they discussed for a long ti, abandoned the plans of murder or fleeing East Continent, and decided if one person must die of sha, they all should stick together.
Thus, the Beast Taming Sect brother looked at his Buddhist Sect bald senior brother...
"Senior Brother Mingxin is both afraid and fond of spiders... the unclothed kind..."
"It's said Sister Qin confessed to her teacher Fairy Su Xin when she was young..."
"Junior Brother Wang, in his childhood, to get back at his master, once used the Five Ghost Transport technique to steal his master's underwear and later played with its elastic on his teacher's paper window..."
"Before cultivation, Brother Wei worked as a brickmaker; seeing his ideal won, he secretly called them mother..."
With the principle of brotherhood being like limbs, and dying together, this truth-or-dare ga in a biochemical crisis mode had no chance of stopping.
Piece by piece, childhood and present-day embarrassing histories are thus revealed.
In short, everyone beca accomplices; everyone beca 'intimate comrades.'
And after their fights ended rottenly, after careful consideration, this group signed a pact, a mysterious Chang State Pact viewed by future generations.
Those joining the pact swear by heaven and earth, from then on vigilantly assisting each other, monitoring each other, jointly keeping these secrets, ensuring these secrets will never be passed on...
"By the way, what's going on with you all?"
Zhang Ze, whose head hurt from the noise of the Firefly Spirits, hadn't noticed their situation. Seeing their bizarre expressions now, he asked curiously.
"Nothing! Nothing at all." One person hurriedly shook his head.
"Indeed, we all fell into hardship together, it's fate, we're just chatting, chatting..." another quickly chid in.
Zhang Ze, "..."
Well, everyone has their little secrets.
Not probing further, Zhang Ze shared his speculation straightforwardly, asking if they had any good asures for communicating with the outside world.
Once the question was raised, soone imdiately suggested.
A Barbarian Cultivator spoke up, "How about throwing shoes? It's an ancestral thod from my family, which can predict auspicious or ominous events, transmit ssages and letters..."
A long-haired loose cultivator wearing a straw hat beside him nudged the barbarian.
"Get lost, who cares about your stinky shoes. Let's try my Thousand Mile Thunder Strike Secret Sound instead. It uses long and short signals to form a secret sound, maybe finding a specific frequency can help transmit it out, this is my exclusive secret technique, and if not for encountering such bizarre circumstances, I wouldn't speak of it."
"So, does this thod only you know?" Soone calmly spotted a flaw.
"Correct!" The long-haired guy proudly responded, "I only grasped this thod last month, and I'm the only one in the world who knows its intricacies, not even my master."
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