Can the villain be coaxed today?

Wang Shu didn't say a word, he was obviously a little shocked, among the group, only Shen Yan looked calm, and he was the first person to raise these doubts, at once a dozen or so eyes all turned to him.

"Zhuqing's conjecture is correct." Shen Yan said: "I also found a secret realm in the barren village where we settled down at that time. It was not very aggressive, but it was quite different from another secret realm I had come into contact with. Similarities—for example, it is good at hiding quietly, and unsuspecting people will be devoured by it bit by bit after stepping in."

The people present shivered, Xia Zhuqing rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, but accidentally missed the point, "Brother, why are you going to the deserted village? Didn't Brother Wang Shu say it's dangerous there?"

Wang Shu's eyes flickered slightly, and when he was about to end the situation, Shen Yan already told the real reason frankly, "Save the teacher and save the Tang."

"..." Xia Zhuqing couldn't help being stunned. He had heard of Shi Bantang's name, but he had never dealt with him formally, and his impression of the other party was only that of the Kunlun traitor, so he was puzzled for a while, and soon He asked sincerely, "Why are you going to save Master Bantang?"

Shen Yan: "Your senior brother, I am kind-hearted."

"..." Xia Zhuqing: "Ugh—"

"If you dare to spit, I will beat you."

"..."

After the tears, the junior brother had to swallow the vomit again.

Closer to home, Wang Shu said: "Brother, what you mean is that this Shenxu secret realm has split into many derivative secret realms? If so, the Tianpo Mountain Range is in danger. After going out, you must report to the palace gate to deal with this matter as soon as possible, otherwise those ordinary people If a person steps into it with one foot, they may have no power to fight back."

Shen Yan shook his head, "Let's not talk about the follow-up for now, what I want to talk about is another thing - haven't you noticed that the spiritual power in your body is slowly disappearing?"

Wang Shu was taken aback by what he said, and he quickly sensed it. When he opened his eyes, his expression was not quite right. It was obvious that Shen Yan was right, and the rest of the disciples sat cross-legged to examine themselves. And somewhat stagnant.Xia Zhuqing looked at this, then looked at that, his spiritual power was low, and his control over the spiritual flow was not meticulous, he could not feel it disappearing or not, even if he checked it, but Aye beside him, even crossed his legs in a serious manner Sit down, exercise your energy and adjust your breath.

"Hey," Xia Zhuqing gently pushed him, "Aye, you are so weak, if you can't perceive it, don't imitate my senior brother. Anyway, if you really want to fight, you don't need us. Hey, are you hungry? , do you want to eat two pieces of dried meat?"

Aye slowly opened his eyes, took a deep look at him, his handsome and evil eyebrows slightly raised, he smiled and said, "That's fine."

Xia Zhuqing smiled with crescent eyes, and handed him two pieces of dried meat without knowing it.

Shen Yan watched the interaction between the two of them the whole time, and his eyes shifted from Xuan Mingye to his junior brother. For a moment, he remembered something, and his expression was extremely subtle, but soon he moved away before Xuan Mingye looked over. He opened his eyes and stared straight ahead without any waves.

You lie to him now, wait for him to plot against you in the future, silly.

After a while, it was confirmed that what Shen Yan said was unambiguous, several disciples opened their eyes and looked at each other, someone gasped and said in surprise: "Senior brother, this!"

"This is what I said, a secret realm that is very similar to that secret realm." Shen Yan said lightly, "That secret realm devours flesh and blood, and this one devours spiritual power."

On both sides of the Tianhe River.

A lot of guys who have been running around for a long time and still can't find a breakthrough gather here, separated by a cordon like a sky moat, except for some of the ancestors who made an appointment with the fairy gate, the rest can't wait to Write the word "vigilance" on your forehead. After all, there are too many sects and sects in the world of cultivating immortals. When this kind of interest is at stake, who will be close to your family?Not a stab in the back is not bad.

There is nothing to attack in the woods on both sides, and the only thing that can't be seen is the "Tianhe" that no one dares to do because it is too weird.Right now, a group of people gathered around as if they were watching a play, the four stone gates in the middle and the strange stone platform seemed to have become a stage, being watched by the scorching eyes of the crowd, they showed a sense of immobility, and they just looked at each other like this After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one came to the stage, finally an impatient guy couldn't hold back anymore. A burly man with a height of seven feet stepped out, and a big pit was stepped out of the soft ground of Tianhe, and he faced one of them. Shimen, the handwriting on the edge of Shimen can barely make out the word "no light", the big man waved the hammer in his hand, and shouted in a thick voice: "Since you are not willing to make a move, then let me" Mountain Cracking Hammer: "Wang He will give it a try, and you all will take two steps back, and you will be optimistic about it!"

"Hi...ha-"

I saw him raising the half-human-high hammer high in his hand, leaning his waist back suddenly, ready to go!Shi Wantang saw it, and smiled coldly: "Hey, this brute, do you really think that everyone's refraining from doing anything is for him to show off? He is also at the forefront of courting death. His old mother really worked hard to give birth to him."

Ji Min: "

......"

Shi Wantang could scold people for three days and three nights without stopping, but he felt that it was detrimental to the prestige and image of the ghost hall, so he didn't use his tongue very fast on weekdays, but now he was obviously driven mad by Shen Yan Yes, as soon as the upper lip touched the lower lip, a string of sarcasm came out.

The bull he was talking about is probably really a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs. With so many people watching, he spared no effort to launch the exercises, lest others would not know that he was showing off, his face flushed, and he fell down with the hammer. Not broken, his own hammer cracked a crack.

"This, how will it be?" Man Niu looked at his Baochui in disbelief, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and everyone obviously didn't want to see the scene where the macho man was crying, and they all tried to persuade him.

"Wang Shaoxia, come back, maybe it's not necessarily because of some side protection in this sect, it's not because you are not strong enough."

The person who spoke seemed to be someone who disturbed the water, and his words were like adding fuel to the flames. Wang Shaoxia stood there in a daze for a while, remembering something, and suddenly turned around as if grabbing a life-saving straw and shouted: " No! It's not me! My aura seems to have diminished, and it's because of this hammering that the strength is not as good as before..."

Everyone didn't take it seriously, and only listened to the words as words, but there were also those who were naturally cautious, and dubiously searched the body when they heard the words, and soon there were more voices, "That's not right!"

"My spiritual power has also diminished!"

"It's the same with me, the degree of vigor is far less than when I was outside."

"I, I already... I have no spiritual power."

For those with low cultivation bases, none of the aura was left in their bodies. As soon as the trembling voice came out, everyone's eyes froze instantly.Inhaling spiritual energy is the basic daily routine of monks. The purified spiritual power is usually stored in the dantian and can be mobilized during battles, but no one pays attention to the situation in the body all the time. Most of them are not strong. The sensitivity to their own spiritual power is far inferior to those of real power. If there is really something that can absorb and transfer their spiritual power, as long as that guy doesn't open his mouth like a lion, these monks will not be aware of it at all, let alone What's more, this secret realm has been guiding them around in circles since they came in, and there is no place where they need to use spiritual energy. This way, it is even more undetectable.

Shen Yan was the last group to gather at the bank of the Tianhe River. When he arrived, these people already showed signs of being in a mess. One group was banging on the door with colorful magic lights, and the other group Study carefully around the small pyramid-shaped dice on the stone platform, but just dare not get started. Wang Shu went to negotiate with other people briefly, and sighed when he came back: "It seems that they have already discovered it without us reminding them. But it's a big event, and losing spiritual power can be said to be fatal to a cultivator."

"More than that," Shen Yan said, "I guess they must have discovered that there is no exit from this secret realm, so they beat and smashed several stone doors."

Before he could finish his sentence, the members of the ghost hall who were huddled like chickens in the corner seemed to have noticed something, and they all looked this way. He glanced at this place indifferently, but that glance was really cold, as if Shen Yan was just a cloud of air, or a weed on the side of the road. stay.

Shen Yan: "..."

His mood sank DuangDuangDuang at that glance, and his expression quickly darkened due to countless complicated emotions. Coupled with his already clear facial features, he looked very cold, but he was always a person with the supremacy of reason, He always judged clearly when to think and what to think. It only took a blink of an eye. He pursed his lips slightly, his Adam's apple moved, and swallowed back the embarrassment that he couldn't tell others. He turned his eyes away and focused immediately the immediate danger.

The four guardians of the Ghost Palace stared at his every move from a distance, and when they saw him turn his head, they immediately reported: "Look at something else, look at something else! The scumbag looked away! Your Majesty, he really is a scumbag!" Man, to be so indifferent to you!"

Ji Min was very worried about the cultural quality of the ghost hall, scumbag, scumbag, where the hell did he learn this vocabulary? !

Shi Bantang just now looked like he was empty of all things, now he took out sweet preserved fruits from his bosom angrily, and threw them into his mouth one by one, chewing until his cheeks bulged, chanting: "Don't look back, If you don't speak, if you talk to him again, I will die..."

Ji Min: "..." This flag will fall sooner or later.

"Om--", there was a strange humming sound in the air, as if there were countless small insects flapping their wings one after another. Everyone followed the sound and found that one of the four stone gates had responded. A spiritual current like a galaxy floated up and swirled into a vortex about one meter wide above the stone gate. The gap between the door frame and the door body trembled slightly, and those buzzing sounds like bugs came from above the stone gate.

The person standing in front of the door looked dazed and murmured, "I, did I open it?"

Shen Yan said softly: "I'm afraid not."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vibration of the Shimen became more and more violent, as if he was about to break free from some shackles, the light refracted from the crack of the door like a sharp knife gradually became brighter and brighter, and when the light reached the extreme, the Shimen was like an open door. The monster with its huge mouth opened accurately bypassed the crowd in front of the door amidst the dazzling brightness, and surrounded a stunned young monk in layers under the astonished eyes of countless people, and sucked him into the door with a "swoosh". inside.

The light disappeared, and the pyramid dice in the monk's hand fell to the ground and spun twice.

"That dice is the key to open the door. Whichever door is rolled, that door will be opened."

Shen Yan explained to everyone in the Kunlun Palace indifferently, and he was startled when he heard the words, "Brother, that dice has the same shape on all sides, who knows which door it represents?! Besides, with such a standard, there is no face that can face up. ah!"

Shen Yan shook his head calmly. At this time, the crowd became noisy again because of this sudden situation. The division gate where the young monk was located checked that his life lamp was not damaged, and the gate might just be a passage into another space. , and gradually felt relieved, many people noticed the lost dice, and soon some brave and fearless people stood up and tried it for the second time, and the third time, as expected, as Shen Yan said, the dice was The key to open the door, every time the dice is thrown, a corresponding door will be opened, and the person who threw the dice will be absorbed into the corresponding door. The only thing that is not clear is, which side is the criterion for judging these doors?

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