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Three days later, Sheng Baihe got the idea from nowhere, and made a few wooden plaques two fingers wide. The wooden plaques are dark brown, and you can smell a faint smell of fish and embers when you get close. This smell is like putting it in blood first Soak for several days, wait until all the blood seeps into the wood, and then dry it with a big fire.

Faced with everyone's doubts, Sheng Baihe said frankly: "The strange bird in the painting will attack people who enter the painting, except for the descendants of the Lin family. However, outsiders also have a way to enter. After bathing, they can hide their breath and bring this wooden sign. Bird attack."

Having learned the tragic lesson last time, no one dared to trust Sheng Baihe again this time, even though Sheng Baihe put his death into the painting to save people before.

So there was no sound for a while.

Father Wen just thought about it for a while, and said, "Go back and make preparations. We will gather here in an hour."

Although it may be dangerous, there is a greater temptation hidden in it. Since they can embark on the road of cultivation, they are more or less more adventurous than ordinary people.

The other disciples were silent not because they were afraid, but because they were too young to make decisions and could not bear the consequences.

Therefore, no one objected to Father Wen's decision.

Sheng Baihe brought seven wooden plaques, and only seven people could enter. Besides Sheng Baihe Wenran and Wen Wuning, Father Wen also selected four other disciples surnamed Wen.

"Brother." Wen Ran's injuries were not yet fully healed, after everyone dispersed, Wen Wuning followed Wen Ran, his worry was palpable.

Wen Ran's eyes stayed on the almost invisible scar under Wen Wuning's eyes for two seconds, and he raised his hand to signal her not to say: "Get ready."

An hour later, the seven of them were ready to go.

Looking at the seven people talking in low voices about the precautions in the painting, Father Wen's left eyelid suddenly twitched violently. He pressed his forehead, but there was no relief at all. They are all dragons and phoenixes.

He is more than strict with these two children, but not affectionate.

"Father."

After recovering, the seven people had already walked up to him, and they were ready to enter the painting just waiting for him to nod.

After staring at the pair of children for a long while, Father Wen nodded slowly until his eyes were slightly red.

Both brothers and sisters of the Wen family sensed that something was wrong with Father Wen, but it was not convenient to ask at the moment.

When the other disciples discovered that Wen Ran and his party had entered the painting, tears ran down their master's face, although the master turned his head in time to wipe it away.

These disciples panicked, not knowing why.

Father Wen was no longer in the mood to think about whether his behavior would make his disciples think wildly, so he sat down on the verge of death.

There was a strong omen in his heart, and he looked at the picture scroll dejectedly.

His two sons and daughters will never come back.

The seven people who entered the painting walked down the round platform cautiously. The white birds above the palace in the distance did not fly towards them. Palace ran.

Wen Wuning closely followed the crowd and looked around at the same time, as seen in the painting is surrounded by thick fog, this place may also exist like meson space.

This distance is not far from the outside of the painting, but after entering, it is not that close. The closer you get, the more grand the palace becomes. The whole palace is like a lurking monster waiting for someone with its huge mouth. Wen Wuning feels uneasy.

Wen Ran led the way, and they didn't stop for a moment, they entered the palace directly. The palace was empty, with eight giant white pillars towering over the roof beams.

They weren't surprised that they didn't see the baby. They followed Wen Ran's instructions and went around in groups of two to see if there was any mechanism in the dark room. The four people who removed Sheng Baihe, Wen Ran and Wen Wuning dispersed in two groups. When the three of them arrived, Wen Ran planned to Let Sheng Baihe and Wen Wuning be together, Sheng Baihe also thought so, but when they separated, Wen Wuning kept up with Wen Ran.

The seven searched for nearly half an hour and found that there was an underground palace under the palace. Through the long corridor, the seven entered the underground palace.

The underground palace is much smaller than the palace above, and there are many tablets and portraits enshrined in it.

"It's an ancestor of the Lin family." Wen Ran's gaze shifted from the engraved words on the tablet to the surrounding portraits.

"This is the main temple of the Lin Family?" A disciple guessed.

There are huge totems engraved on the ground, and they can't see the whole picture when standing on it. There are two ear rooms in the underground palace, one is filled with treasures of heaven and earth, and the other is full of magic weapons.

Originally, they should have left when they found the treasure place, but they came here on purpose. All kinds of treasures are in front of them, and they cannot be taken. Move the things inside, and come back here to gather after a cup of tea."

The three disciples went to the ear room where the treasures of heaven, material and earth were hidden, and Wen Wuning and a disciple went to the other room. Sheng Baihe didn't like these treasures, so he followed Wen Wuning, and Wen Ran stayed in the main room to study the totem on the ground.

As soon as they entered this ear room, the three of them felt the evil spirit.

"It's the evil spirit of these weapons," Sheng Baihe said.

As soon as they came in, the weapons were restless, but they were suppressed by a pair of swords.

The three of them were attracted by the pair of swords and went straight to them.

"A hundred years ago, a flying stone fell to the ground. Animals in a radius of a hundred miles were restless, and babies cried every night. Later, the people invited a craftsman to take away this flying stone and forged it into two swords, one red sword. A green sword, the day when these two swords were born, the world shook, ghosts cried and wolves howled."

Sheng Baihe paused, then lowered his head and opened the jade slips and continued to speak slowly: "These two swords are as narrow and light as willow leaves, and the red sword has not been sharpened, because the sword is fierce and difficult to control, only the green sword can restrain it..."

"Then this pair of swords is suitable for Senior Brother Sheng and Senior Sister Sheng." The fellow who came here with them said.

What this fellow disciple was thinking was that senior brother Sheng's calm personality could suppress the fierceness of Chijian, while senior sister's cold personality could be neutralized by the green sword.

Sheng Baihe was very happy when he heard this, it admitted that he and Wen Wuning were a couple in disguise, but it was strange that he didn't hear Wen Wuning's rebuttal, Sheng Baihe looked to the side, and saw that Wen Wuning was staring at the red and blue couple hanging on the sword platform. Jian, it seems that he did not hear this sentence.

It seemed that she had also taken a fancy to these two swords. Sheng Baihe was about to speak when a gentle voice came in behind him.

"Take off this green sword and try."

Wen Wuning turned his head, his elder brother also came at some time.

Now that her elder brother had spoken, Wen Wuning did not back down, she stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the green sword, and a cold sword intent immediately spread from her palm to her whole body.

She forced the green sword to the ground.

As soon as the green sword left the sword platform, it turned into a blue light and flew twice in the ear room, the restless weapons in the room died down, and the blue light flew around Wen Wuning and returned to her hand.

Wen Wuning spread out his palm, and the blue light immediately turned into a cold and majestic green sword, and when he closed his palm, the sword turned into blue light and slowly disappeared in the palm of his hand.

What a magic weapon.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in Wen Wuning's hand, turned into a sword and let out an uneasy sword cry, and everyone looked up to find that the red sword that had lost the green sword was shaking violently.

"Junior Brother Sheng, you should try it first." Wen Ran said.

The red and blue swords are a pair. Although Wen Ran doesn't want to see his sister and Sheng Baihe as a pair, Sheng Baihe is responsible for finding this place, and he also wants this red sword, but this one Whether Jian Lie can be subdued by him is another matter.

Sure enough, as soon as Sheng Baihe's hand touched the hilt, Chijian strongly resisted. Although Sheng Baihe gritted his teeth and persisted, he never tamed the Chijian. Living in smoke, Sheng Baihe stared at Chijian with gloomy eyes.

"I'll give it a try." Wen Ran said.

"Brother, be careful." Wen Wuning reminded.

It's just that before Wen Ran's hand touched the violently shaking red sword, the red sword suddenly let out a howl and broke free from the sword platform, like a headless fly flying in the ear chamber, knocking down a weapon on the ground with a bang bang, the ear chamber The four of them hurriedly avoided the flying red swords.

The knocked down weapons became restless one after another. Seeing that the ear room here was about to turn into a brawl of weapons, the green sword in Wen Wuning's hand turned into a blue light and flew out to catch up with the red sword, flying around it, and the red sword gradually settled down Come down, and finally come down to Wen Wuning under the guidance of the green sword.

The blue light returned to Wen Wuning's hand, and the red sword circled Wen Wuning as if looking for it. Wen Wuning stretched out his hand tentatively, and the red sword resisted and let out a fierce sword energy. Wen Wuning stopped in time to avoid being injured.

However, both Wen Ran and Sheng Baihe's eyes darkened, and Wen Ran said: "Let's go out first."

They asked Wen Wuning to move first, while they kept a close eye on the red sword, in case it would suddenly attack and hurt others.

Wen Wuning restrained his breath so as not to surprise Chi Jian, and walked slowly towards the main hall of the underground palace, Chi Jian also followed.

When the seven people got together in the main room, they saw such a strange scene. Wen Wuning was surrounded by a red sword with a handle that was not easy to mess with, so no one dared to approach her.

They didn't dare to act rashly in the painting, they prepared to leave the painting, and then clean up the red sword.

However, the accident happened at the moment they left.

No one noticed that a snake-like thing crawled out from the ear chamber where the magic weapon was hidden, approaching them silently.

"what--"

When the screams sounded, the red sword wrapped around Wen Wuning's body suddenly jumped out. When everyone was startled, the red sword stabbed to the ground with a clang, piercing the snake-like thing into the floor tiles, letting it twist crazily. There is no escape.

When everyone took a closer look, they realized that it was actually a curved sword.

"It's the Xiaoyi sword, tempered with the spine of the Xiaoyi." Sheng Baihe just happened to read the introduction of this sword in the ear room.

The sword body is stretchable section by section, and when stretched, it is as flexible and fierce as an iron whip. When combined, it becomes a poisonous sword that cuts iron like mud.

"How?" The injured disciple was beside Wen Wuning, Wen Wuning turned his head and asked.

The disciple's face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He squeezed his cut left arm tightly and shook his head: "It's nothing."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his skin was reddened and cracked at the pitiful speed of the naked eye. Under the cracks, there should be flesh, but now it was black and red flames. In the blink of an eye, the red skin quickly turned black, turning into Ash.

This is not the power of the Owl Wing Sword.

It was his bloody wound. The raw blood dripped on the ground and touched the restriction in the underground palace. The underground palace seemed to vibrate, and the black fire spread immediately, turning everything it went into ashes in an instant. The first person to suffer was the disciple who shed blood .

In the blink of an eye, this person disappeared without a sound.

Maybe he didn't know what happened until he died.

"Wu Ning!"

When everyone was shocked by this horrifying scene, Wen Ran was the first to react, seeing the black fire attacking the nearest Wen Wuning like a ghost, Wen Ran's heartbeat stopped instantly, and his body rushed up first, pulling Wen Wuning away Slap her towards the entrance of the corridor with one palm.

The moment the black fire entered his body, Wen Ran only had time to shout to his only sister: "Run!"

The moment he flew out, Wen Wuning saw with his own eyes that Wen Ran raised his head and screamed, and countless black flames shot out from his chapped skin.

Tears pooled in his eyes, Wen Wuning threw the green sword backwards before he landed, and flew towards Wen Ran with his strength.

It's just that the person was grabbed by the wrist as soon as he flew out, and he was pulled back vigorously.

All the tablets and portraits in the underground palace were swallowed by the black flames, and the weapons in the ear room flew out, and they also wanted to escape from here.

In the dark corridor, the sound of panting was mixed with the screams of various weapons fleeing in a hurry.

Escape from the tunnel, escape from the underground palace, the entire underground palace turned into a black monster, this monster is stretching its huge mouth to the crazy strange bird in the sky.

When the black monster devoured the entire secret realm, the only two appeared in the main hall of the Wen family in a flash.

Sheng Baihe had lingering fears, his hands and feet felt weak, and he was panting violently.

All the disciples in the hall were too scared to speak.

Sheng Baihe looked down at the person he brought out,

"Wu Ning!"

Wen Wuning stared at the burnt painting without moving, with a dull expression.

"Don't look, Wu Ning." Sheng Baihe turned around her body distressedly, and hugged her fearfully.

Thankfully she's fine.

Wen Wuning's tears that had been hanging in her eyes fell down at this moment, she said in a daze: "My brother..."