When a Straight Man Dresses Up as an Infatuated Male Supporting BL

The formation of the elves uses the entire elf tree as the eye of the formation.

The elves of the entire elf clan began to pray, and then the strange six-pointed star array suddenly lit up on the ground, and the crystal clear leaves of the elf tree bloomed with even more dazzling brilliance.

After their identities were exposed, Chu Zeming and Yue Lian removed the secret arts from their bodies and restored their original appearance.Standing under the spirit tree, Chu Zeming felt bathed in a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

Beside the two of them was Fu Hongchen who was imprisoned in a tree cage.

Yue Lian didn't want him, and called the spirit to drown him in the pond, scaring Fu Hongchen a lot.But Chu Zeming's conscience still persisted, so he held his nose and accepted Fu Hongchen - naturally he didn't intend to let him out.

The three of them came to the tenth floor of the Shenmu Realm.

Standing at the entrance of the tenth floor, Chu Zeming looked forward, feeling a little surprised.

Because it is very different from what he imagined.The first few floors of the Shenmu Realm are like a vast independent plane, but the tenth floor is different - it is a forbidden pavilion.

Not too small, lonely and empty.But compared to the first few floors, it is much smaller.

Chu Zeming didn't feel any danger, and the surroundings were quiet.

Twelve ancient and huge stone pillars support the palace-like Forbidden Pavilion. There is no sunlight. On the four walls of the Forbidden Pavilion and the walls covered with strange pictures on the top, there are long bright lights. Because of the lack of air circulation, even if you stand at the door In addition, you can also smell the strong smell of burning candles.

These paintings seem familiar to Chu Zeming, and they are very similar to the paintings on the strange big wall that he saw in the secret place of Jiyuhai - the top of the Forbidden Pavilion is full of charming immortals, their postures are either standing or standing, but they are all hanging down Frowning, it seems to be looking at the murals below.Around them, auspicious clouds fluttered and strings sang in harmony.

Chu Zeming followed their line of sight to look at the four walls of the Forbidden Pavilion—these paintings were ordinary people and animals... Only this time, these people and animals did not have so much resentment, but the overall tone of the painting was still dark and dull.

Looking at these paintings, Chu Zeming felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Chu Zeming stared at these paintings in silence.

Fu Hongchen in the cage couldn't help sneering: "The country bumpkin doesn't know much... This painting is about the suffering of the mortal body and the body after ascension. It is intended to encourage future generations to work hard to seek the Tao and ascend as soon as possible and escape from the purgatory on earth."

Chu Zeming withdrew his gaze and looked at Fu Hongchen in the cage in surprise: "Did you draw it?"

Fu Hongchen didn't quite understand why Chu Zeming asked such a wise question, so he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Of course not, these paintings were left by the ancient great masters."

Chu Zeming let out a sigh, and said very meaningfully: "You know so much what the painting expresses, I thought it was you who painted it?"

Fu Hongchen trembled with anger at the yin and yang tone, "There are many ancient secret realms with this kind of painting! Everyone in the cultivation world knows it!"

Chu Zeming glanced lightly at Fu Hongchen, noncommittal.

Such a contemptuous attitude was unacceptable to Fu Hongchen, who had always been regarded as the pride of heaven.

Fu Hongchen really wanted to rush out and fight Chu Zeming, but after a long while his face was grim, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

After all, the prison cell of the elves is not easy for him to break through. There is a strange layer of restrictions around the tree cage, and even the soul-piercing awl can't penetrate it. In addition, there is a fellow with Chu Zeming next to him. The woman's face was threatening him faintly.

Yue Lian, who was dragging the cage, turned around, stared at Fu Hongchen viciously, and said viciously, "Little boy, if you keep pushing me, I'll throw you on the tenth floor..."

Chu Zeming didn't care about the open and secret struggle between the two people behind. After he took his attention away from these murals, he began to look for the secret treasure of the Immortal Mansion placed by the Guiyuan Sect on the tenth floor of the Shenmu Realm in the Forbidden Pavilion.

However, the four sides of the Forbidden Pavilion are empty, except for the twelve large stone pillars carved with ancient monks and a stone tablet at the end, there is nothing.

Chu Zeming stood at the entrance with a serious expression on his face.

Could it be that the group of Guiyuan Sect didn't put any treasures because they thought no one could get to the tenth floor?

impossible.

The number one sect in the world of comprehension doesn't bother to play this kind of trick.

Maybe there is a porch in the Forbidden Pavilion, and the secret treasure of the Immortal Mansion is hidden in the dark.Thinking of this, Chu Zeming no longer hesitated, and stepped into the main hall of the Forbidden Pavilion.

In the next second, an extremely terrifying coercion came from all directions in the hall, and there seemed to be a distant voice in the ear, and dozens of deep voices kept saying two words——

"leave."

"leave."

"leave!"

……

All the ancient powers carved on the twelve stone pillars came alive at this moment. Their tall and illusory figures emerged from the stone carvings, and they bent down to look at the tiny black-clothed monk who broke into the forbidden pavilion, their eyes seemed to penetrate billions of dollars. Thousands of light-years away—

The suffocating force caused Chu Zeming's internal organs to ache, and his legs began to tremble continuously.

It turns out that the tenth floor of the Shenmu Realm is not without danger.These twelve stone pillars, which still contain ancient powerful thoughts, are the most terrifying existence.

Yue Lian was still standing at the entrance holding Fu Hongchen's cage, seeing that Chu Zeming had just stepped into the interior of the Forbidden Pavilion for a while, suddenly knelt down on one knee with the Glazed Sword in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Yue Lian put down the cage, and curiously walked to Chu Zeming's side, before she finished a complete sentence, a powerful and terrifying sense of oppression fell from the sky.

With a "plop", Yue Lian knelt down directly.

Looking up at the phantom figures all around, Yue Lianpiao looked dazed, but a trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Zeming, who was at the peak of the Jindan period, couldn't bear the coercion, and Yue Lian, a rookie, would die if he came in.

Seeing Yue Lian's mind gradually becoming trance-like, her clear eyes getting darker and darker, and the corners of her lips seeping more and more blood, Chu Zeming made a decisive decision, held a sword in one hand, and dragged Yue Lian out with the other. .

As soon as she stepped out of the forbidden pavilion, Yue Lian closed her eyes and passed out.

Seeing the two retreating deflatedly, the woman fainted unbearably, and Fu Hongchen in the cage could not help but gloat over his misfortune, "Secret treasures are not so easy to get, maybe you release me, and I can take you Go in." Of course, the secret treasure also belongs to him.

Chu Zeming ignored him, meditated on the spot and began to adjust his breath. When the disordered spiritual energy in his body finally calmed down, he stood up with firm eyes and rushed into the forbidden pavilion again.

Fu Hongchen looked at the back of the young man in the black shirt rushing in, snorted through his nose, and said to himself, "Overestimating one's abilities."

Before he came to participate in this joint competition, he had already received news from his master that the rewards for this competition were not so easy to get, and all the secret treasures were hidden in the Shenmu Realm.

As for the tenth floor of the Shenmu Realm, only monks above the Nascent Soul Realm can resist the pressure of remnants on the stone pillars.

In other words, from the very beginning, this highest reward, the Immortal Mansion Secret Treasure, was prepared for the Nascent Soul Stage Dabi disciples who participated.

Even if Chu Zeming took a shortcut with this woman, so what.

If it doesn't belong to him, it doesn't belong to him. Everything is futile after all.

Withdrawing his gaze, Fu Hongchen closed his eyes and continued to try to save himself.

He didn't realize that when he closed his eyes, Yue Lian, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up slowly, half propped up and looked towards the Forbidden Pavilion ahead. His eyes were extremely black and deep, on his forehead. A black lotus that is so faint that it is almost invisible emerges.

After Yue Lian frowned and observed what was inside the Forbidden Pavilion for a while, the brows on his delicate and beautiful face slowly relaxed, and he rested his chin with his white hand like jade after thinking about it, but decided not to go in.

She glanced lazily at Fu Hongchen who was in the cage with her eyes closed and wholeheartedly attacking the restraint. Yue Lian raised her hand to set another restraint, and then closed her eyes again. She was in a very good mood and lay down peacefully on the on the ground.

In the tree cage, Fu Hongchen was about to succeed, but before he had time to secretly rejoice, he suddenly bumped into another barrier, and he was in a bad mood.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Fu Hongchen stared at the tree cage with a deep expression.

The more the cage hits, the stronger the restriction...

Fu Hongchen moved his buttocks, changed his position in the narrow tree cage, adjusted his posture and clasped his hands together.

——Continue to rush.

Inside the Forbidden Pavilion.

Chu Zeming didn't know that only Yuan Yingqi could resist this coercion.Holding the Glazed Light Sword in his hand, he walked forward firmly step by step.

Every time he took a step forward, the coercion on his body doubled. After only walking a distance of tens of meters, Chu Zeming was soaked in sweat, and every inch of his body was being crushed. It seemed that the next second is about to crumble.

But Chu Zeming was still moving forward slowly, he gritted his teeth, and stared fixedly ahead, unwilling to give up.

Just as he walked past the sixth stone pillar, the stone tablet at the end of the Forbidden Pavilion suddenly shook.Immediately afterwards, a boxy object about the size of a fist appeared slowly in front of the stele. It was pitch-black and exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. House Secret Treasure.

Chu Zeming was pressed down on the ground, and raised his head with difficulty. His eyes and nose had already started to bleed, but his eyes were still staring straight at the Immortal Mansion in front of the floating stone tablet.

Chu Zeming's hands and feet were trembling, and he forced himself to crawl forward. With each step forward, his eyes bled more and more... His will was still strong, but his body had already begun to protest, and it was obvious that he was about to reach the limit.

Chu Zeming was in pain, but he was unwilling to give up.

His jade talisman is still there.

You only need to get the Immortal Mansion...you can crush the jade pendant and leave the Shenmu directly.

Just a little bit, can't give up.

In the center of the twelve huge stone pillars, a tiny young man in black clothes was slowly crawling forward. His seven orifices were bleeding, his face was already blurred by blood, and the bright red blood dripped on the ground, dragging a mottled blood trail behind him. ...

At some point, the ancient and serious "leave" sound in the Forbidden Pavilion disappeared.

Da Neng Cannian on the stone pillar looked at the bloody youth who was unwilling to give up, and fell into a long silence.

The tenth floor has also experienced low-level monks, but every low-level monk is accompanied by stronger monks.

This young cultivator at the Golden Core stage is alone...

"His heart is firm? Can he get our inheritance?" A soft female voice sounded.

The remaining afterimages did not speak.

They are all thinking about this...

Twelve Cannian silently looked at this young man who was as weak as an ant, and finally slowly removed the coercion.

Chu Zeming was in extreme pain, he couldn't feel the strangeness around him, until a long sigh sounded in his ears, pulling his mind back a bit.

"Aren't you willing to leave?" A complicated voice sounded.

Chu Zeming raised his head, and in the hazy blood, he saw a figure suddenly appeared in front of him——a remnant figure on the stone pillar standing in front of him.

Only then did Chu Zeming realize that the coercion on his body had disappeared.

He raised his head, barely opened his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Thank you senior... I... will leave after I get the Immortal Mansion."

The figure flickered, he stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Chu Zeming quietly, and asked, "What were you thinking when you were crawling just now?"

Chu Zeming smiled at the illusory old man, and said slowly but firmly: "I was just thinking, it must be mine."

The old figure did not speak.

But Chu Zeming felt that he seemed to be smiling at him.

Then, Chu Zeming heard him say to himself: "Perhaps, you can get more."

In the next second, the other eleven residual thoughts on the stone pillar appeared in front of Chu Zeming at the same time.

Either male or female, old or young.

But each of them was once a top powerhouse.