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Lah, I used it last time, but I haven't brought the supplements from the pavilion yet. "

The speed of death energy dissipating was getting faster and faster, and seeing that the breath barrier on the giant bird was starting to fail, the fat man and the tall man were already thinking about whether to evacuate first.

Although it is difficult to make this level of dead air crack, it is completely within Zhao Rongan's ability, and it is not very difficult to add the amethyst to it before.However, the identities of Ling Chu and Zhao Rong'an were not convenient to show up, so Zhao Rong'an was thinking that these two people would immediately step forward to seal them after they left.

The fat man and the tall man were fiddling with the giant bird, but a fast arrow pierced through the air and went straight into the crack of the dead air. There were amethyst stones on the arrow, which immediately restricted the crack of the dead air.

Following the arrow came a young man in red. The young man was sitting on a scythe in the air. His appearance was unremarkable except for his eagle eyes.

As soon as the fat man and the tall man saw the young man, they immediately saluted him and said hello: "Master Yiyang, it's you who came, it's safe."

As soon as Ling Chu heard the name, he immediately realized who this person was.

The core area of ​​the Cheng family is called the Dujiange Pavilion, but the sickle is indeed the most favorite and commonly used by the higher-ups. The one with the black sickle is called Cheng Yiyang, and is the servant of Cheng Yuanmi, the owner of the Dujiange Pavilion.His reputation is not very big, and not many people in the world of cultivating immortals know him. Ling Chu was also introduced by his father Ling Mo.

Although Cheng Yiyang is a domestic servant, Xiaoxiu Cheng is an orthodox family, proficient in the art of refining weapons, and often performs some tasks directly assigned by Cheng Yuanmi.

I heard the fat man talking with the tall man earlier, and the support came from the Cheng family's forbidden place, Stranger Things. It seems that Cheng Yiyang was sent to guard the Stranger Things.

Here, Cheng Yiyang ignored the fat man's tall man's greeting, and landed on the edge of the dead air crack alone.

The current dead air crack has been temporarily suppressed by two pieces of amethyst, but this time the crack is relatively large, and the amethyst can't absorb it completely.

Cheng Yiyang took out another seven amethyst stones and spread them around the cracks. He raised his huge sickle high and radiated his vitality through the weapon to urge the seven amethysts to form a suppressive formation. He is He planned to use the power of Amethyst to completely seal the cracks in the dead air.

"It's really a clever approach." Zhao Rong'an sighed and thought it was worth learning.

Ling Chu thought about it, and said in his heart: "Then, if he is the guard of Stranger Realm, then he is here to seal the crack of death energy. Isn't Stranger Realm invincible? Let's go quickly."

Zhao Rong'an laughed, thinking that Ling Chu was trying to steal the house while others were away, but Ling Chu was very interested in the strange land, so Zhao Rong'an had to agree to go with him.

57. The Land of Strangers

The forbidden area of ​​Dujiange - the realm of strangers, is hidden deep in the Wanren Mountains. This mountain range runs through the southwest territory of Cheng's territory.The mountain is rich in products, and it is also the place where ore crystals are abundant, and it is also the birthplace of the Cheng family.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the Cheng family came out of the mountains and then occupied the vast territory of Dujiange.

The Wanren Mountains cover a huge area, and the exact address of Stranger Things is not easy to find.But it was a coincidence that Shi had always clearly marked the location of Stranger Things on Ling Chu's map, so Ling Chu and Zhao Rongan confirmed his approximate location without trouble.

But the Stranger Way Realm is underground in the mountains, and the Cheng family concealed the entrance when it was built, so outsiders can't know it.

The map given by the living is only marked: every year, Cheng family disciples will enter the realm of strangers through special channels.

But for the specific way of entering and exiting and the things inside the Stranger Way, the word 'unknown' is only written in the remarks of the world.

"Brother Shi specifically mentioned this strange land when I set off, saying that it is a secret land that even he cannot know, and the answer we want on this trip may be here.

According to the investigation of the disciples of Tianmen Mountain, the disciples of the Dujiange Pavilion will have a special time every year to approach the Stranger Realm, and what they do is unknown. Now, during this time, we can find these disciples and follow them to see. "

Ling Chu stroked his chin and pondered, he guessed, "Probably because of the right time, Shi Buxuan brought up the Cheng family's search for a way to transform life and death. The heart is still quite obvious. '

Zhao Rongan listened quietly to Ling Chu's analysis, and then released his vitality, spreading it on the Wanren Mountain Range to the maximum extent. Ling Chu only felt a moment of strong energy swaying from his side, and he heard Zhao Rongan say: "I found that there is something wrong. The young monk transported the amethyst to a place in the mountain range, where a large mountain was blocked, I think I can follow it, maybe it is the entrance."

Ling Chu was used to Zhao Rongan's non-human superpowers, so he decided to set off immediately.

"But those amethysts are very strange, they are filled with death energy, and then they are locked in a special box, which seems to prevent the death energy from escaping."

"In other words, I think it's the amethyst they used to suppress the cracks in the dead air, but I don't know whether they want to recycle and reset it, or destroy it in a centralized manner. It seems that things are more interesting than we guessed." Ling Chu narrowed his eyes. After getting up, he decided to put the results of this time into his research. After a while, he had already begun to imagine the bright future of surpassing Wang Ji's ability in setting up formations and making tools in the future.

After hearing Ling Chu's words, Zhao Rong'an suddenly understood why there were very few dead air cracks in the Cheng family's territory. It seemed that the Cheng family had indeed found a complete way to deal with this thing.But because this method involves the secrets of the Cheng family, it is most likely related to the forbidden area of ​​Dujian Pavilion, so it is kept silent to the world of cultivating immortals.

The shape of the Wanren Mountains is steep, with countless cliffs and cliffs, and this team of Cheng family monks transported the spar, and rushed through the mountains at an extremely fast speed, as if walking on flat ground, without any obstacles.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Dujian Pavilion is really strong, and the auxiliary equipment placed in the transport vehicle is extraordinary." Ling Chu squinted his eyes and showed a foxy smile, which was obviously a good thing for greedy people.

Zhao Rong'an was so helpless that he simply stopped talking to him and pulled the master to follow him directly.

Wanren Mountain is ten thousand feet high, its ridge reaches into the clouds, and its peaks are covered with snow. The transportation team climbed along the depression and reached the edge of the cliff deep in the mountain.

This cliff is different from other places, the cliff is thousands of feet deep, no plants grow on the cliff, and no bird stays here.

The transportation team stopped on the edge of the cliff, and the leader of the monks in red drove into the cliff.Not long after, there were three golden rays of light shining out, the first two of the three rays of light stayed for a long time, and the last one was very short.

This is the unique light source code of Dujian Pavilion. The leader monk in red received the order, turned around and said to his teammates: "Master Yiyang is out, and he left the door behind, let us send the spar in directly."

They said they were going to send it in, but the disciples of the Dujian Pavilion just unloaded the spar box and threw it down the cliff together.

The box is filled with amethyst stones, and as soon as it falls off the cliff, it will be swallowed up by misty mountains and haze, and it will never be seen again.

"Is it so simple and rude? Then, let's go down and have a look. The entrance to the Stranger Realm is interesting." Ling Chu swooped down from the sky, pasted several hidden talisman arrays on himself and followed them down. The spar box went down the cliff together.

Zhao Rongan hurried to catch up, fearing that something might happen and hurt Ling Chu.

As soon as the two fell into the mist, it was like stepping on cotton and sinking in. They saw countless spar boxes floating beside them, and a steady stream of boxes were thrown down from above their heads.

The box fell into the mist and undulated to buffer, then slowly circled and moved towards the bottom of the cliff.

"There is something in Lan's breath." Zhao Rongan said, pulling Ling Chu to his side without changing his face.

Ling Chu could feel that the mist around him was vaguely cool, with the cold breath of ore. He took a closer look and found that there were tiny flocculent objects in the mist, which stuck to the box and dragged them in one direction.

"What are these flocs?" Ling Chu stretched out his hand to grab, but he couldn't catch anything.

"It's a concrete life. There is something here that guides the box." Zhao Rongan inspected the surroundings intently. He found that the cliff was inlaid with cyan spar, and there were gears gnashing and rolling inside the cliff. The whole mountain might have been refined into a Huge device.Therefore, even if Cheng Yiyang leaves temporarily, he is confident. This place has become an unfathomable mountain fortress.

"It seems to be more troublesome than expected, let's go with the boxes." Ling Chu said and pointed to the boxes.

Zhao Rongan nodded, and the two followed Lan Xu's guidance.The more you go down the cliff, the heavier the mist, the light is absorbed by the mist, but the light of the cyan spar on the cliff wall is getting stronger and stronger, surrounded by dark gray and black and medium cyan fluorescent light, there is no sound around, only the cold air is overwhelming.

"There are many arrow holes on the surrounding wall of the cliff." Zhao Rongan said after probing around.

"Then, are you sure to take me to the bottom of the cliff?" Ling Chu is very self-aware. He knows that he has only practiced for a few years, and no matter how fast he progresses, it will be difficult to compete with the ghost ax mechanism of the Dujian Pavilion. Can rely on the powerful Zhao Rongan.

"It's not a big problem." Zhao Rongan replied calmly. He integrated the two of them into the environment, and Lan Xu penetrated through their bodies. The scene was a little weird.

The caskets lined up and went down to the bottom of the cliff, and entered a cave carved out by humans. The cave was one foot square, and the inside became narrower and narrower, making it impossible for people to pass through. This stumped Ling Chu.

"This hole is so small, the box can get in, but people can't get in." Ling Chu touched his chin, thinking of a way quickly in his mind, and after a while, he slapped his thigh and said, "Then, you can send the big circle and the small circle Go into the cave?"

Zhao Rongan nodded, indicating that he had a solution.

Ling Chu took out two scarecrows, put a visible formation on them, and handed them to Zhao Rongan to operate.Zhao Rongan hid the aura of the formation on the scarecrow, and manipulated them to follow the spar box into the depths of the cave.

From the perspective of the big circle and the small circle, it can be clearly seen that the inside of the cave is polished very flat, and the whole passage winds down to the ground. The puppet straw man floated with the box for nearly an hour, and suddenly arrived at a very wide place. Yes, as soon as the puppet grass man arrived in this vast space, the formation on his body was disturbed, so that Ling Chu could not feel the position of the box, and the formation could not show the current environment.

"Oh, the clue is broken again." Ling Chu was unwilling to manipulate the scarecrow to fumble around, trying to touch the boundary of this huge space, but in vain.

"How big is it under there? Tsk tsk tsk, I'm getting more and more curious." Ling Chu rolled his eyes, thinking about it, and he sent an order, and the big and small circles began to dismantle themselves, they dismantled themselves into pieces Scattered pieces of straw and ropes were spliced ​​together to form a teleportation formation.

"Then, with this formation, can you pass us over?" Ling Chu asked.

"It's not a big problem." As Zhao Rong'an spoke, he drew his breath and started the formation. Ling Chu felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scene changed drastically. In an instant, he was suspended in a dark environment, with the straw removed from Da Yuan and Xiao Yuan's body beside him. , and a little embarrassing.

Here it comes in?Ling Chu thought, 'Zhi Zhi is really amazing. '

"Dujian Pavilion is really stingy, I don't even light a lamp in my forbidden area." While making complaints, Ling Chu reshaped the big and small circles, and put them safely into his exquisite waist pocket.

58. Murals

Ling Chu wanted to use formation lighting, but the surrounding area was boundless and full of unknowns. His ability to form formations in the air has not yet been mastered, and he dared not try in such a dangerous place. It's clear and bright.

The light at the fingertips was still too dim, so that Zhao Rong'an's face beside him could not be seen clearly. Ling Chu took the other's hand, cast a spell to sink down, and tried to touch the ground of this space.

It was an indescribable feeling, like being in a lonely boat looking for direction in the vast sea, surrounded by oppression, covered with dark sea water, dark and silent, only the people around and the hands in the palms could make Ling Chu feel in reality.

This feeling of loneliness is somewhat similar to the isolation that Ling Chu suffered in Shenling City when he was a child. It is suffocating and makes people feel endless and hopeless.

Those years have obviously become very long ago, and many details can no longer be clearly remembered, but the loneliness of walking alone in Shenling City, the powerlessness of looking up at the towering city wall, and the resentment of being used and abandoned came back in an instant, complex and tangled emotions Forcibly pulling Ling Chu back to his childhood, he was suspended in the darkness, like sitting on a big tree in a gentleman's residence, with his legs kicking in the air, unable to step on the solid ground.

It's better to self-destruct, so you won't be used as a pawn anymore.

Dangerous thought.

Startled, Ling Chu immediately bit his lower lip, the pain made him regain some consciousness.Ling Chu turned to look at Zhao Rongan, who seemed to have nothing wrong with him.

Ling Chuchang let out a long breath, feeling that this place is really not for people to stay in, and if he stays longer, he will suffer mental problems.

Concentrating, Ling Chu accelerated his falling speed and stepped on the ground after a while.

The range that can be seen is very small, only the ground is blue-gray rocks, there is no road on the ground, and it is still endless.

"This damn place is too big." Ling Chu gritted his teeth.

He felt that Zhao Rong'an patted the back of his hand, probably to comfort him.

"It's okay, let's look ahead." After saying that, Ling Chu ran out of luck. He thought that Yujian could walk all the Wanren Mountains in three days and three nights. It's over.

Sure enough, within the time it took for a stick of incense, Ling Chu came across a stone gate.

The gate is six feet high, embedded in the mountain, and the two sides extend into the darkness, which should be the boundary of the huge space.

"Then, this is probably the entrance."

Zhao Rongan gave a "hmm", stepped forward and pushed gently, and the stone door actually moved.After a rumbling sound, a long stone corridor appeared in front of the two of them.

Ling Chu was extremely surprised, he couldn't believe that the gate of this forbidden area was opened so easily, but the facts were in front of him, and he could only secretly sigh again that Zhao Rongan was really strong.

Ling Chu walked into the corridor and brought the faint light in.The corridor is three feet wide, and there are murals painted on the two walls. The murals are brightly colored. They are made of ores of different colors and then added with binders. As a result, the murals will not fade for a long time, and they are still as perfect as they have just been painted.

The painting stretches forward along the corridor, and there are many characters in different shapes. Ling Chu followed along and found that it was a continuous narrative, and gradually became obsessed with the stories described in the murals.

The original murals were images of many people working under the Wanren Mountain. At that time, people had not been in contact with various ores, but only used iron tools.

In the murals, people are harvesting food with a sickle in their hands. Harvesting is the happiest thing for people at that time. Since then, the sickle has been considered an important thing, and it has evolved into the characteristic weapon of the Cheng family for thousands of years—— —Scythe.

Subsequent pictures describe other scenes of their life at that time, hunting in the mountains, cultivating terraced fields, and then going south to learn to fish.

People took root in the south of the continent, and the population gradually prospered.A leader appeared among them. The man stood on a high ground with a sickle in his hand and pointed forward, as if he was going to lead other people to a farther place, and a flag was erected behind the leader, with the word "cheng" written on it.

This is the ancestor of the Cheng family.

Then the picture becomes more colorful, they have an organized division of labor, relying on the mountains, facing the sea, and living a richer and more wonderful life through their own hands.

Suddenly one day, there was a strong wind and thunderstorm, torrential rain, a hurricane came from the sea, and the wind spread thousands of miles.

The picture gradually becomes gloomy. In the painting, people or their houses are buried in the wilderness, or their wives and children are scattered to grab the land. What is presented is a human tragedy, which tragically shows the helplessness of human beings in the face of natural disasters.

Ling Chu sighed, feeling empathy and pity.

Afterwards, the natural disaster ended, and the achievements of people's hard work for many years were destroyed.The leaders took the rest of the people to pack up their homes and prepare to rebuild.

They cleaned up their hometowns that were washed away by mudslides, trying to find the surviving compatriots, and among the remains of the flash floods, except for the broken walls, they found some ores that they had never seen before.

The ancestors of the Cheng family ordered the ore to be collected and studied.Soon, the clever Cheng family learned to polish the ore into decorations, or refine it into daily necessities.

They went into the mountains to mine more ore and taught people how to make utensils. The Cheng family's status among the people was getting higher and higher, and the losses caused by the hurricane were gradually recovering.

Suddenly one day, a person came to visit the home of the leader of the Cheng family, and the leader of the Cheng family received him.

On the mural, the man was carrying a long sword and was wearing a dark blue shirt with white stripes, very much like the swordsman of Cangqi Mountain Villa.Ling Chu was shocked, and couldn't wait to move forward, wanting to see the follow-up content, so much so that he forgot about Zhao Rong'an beside him, and unknowingly let go of holding the other's hand before.

The visitor in the picture had a conversation with the leader of the Cheng family, as if they were teaching something. After the visitor left, the leader of the Cheng family asked for different types of ore crystals to start retreat.

The retreat of the ancestors of the Cheng family is to bring ore into the mountains. The process is not described in detail, but the location in the mountains he entered is somewhat similar to the land of strangers. "Perhaps thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Cheng family opened up the land of strangers as a place for retreat. It might be." Ling Chu continued to read without making marginal guesses.

Then it jumped directly to the time when the leader of the Cheng family left the customs. At that time, he had already begun to learn to manipulate the breath, and the artifacts he refined also began to have spirituality.

From then on, the craftsmanship of the Cheng family began to take off. They manufactured all kinds of weapons, utensils, and mechanisms, and they learned to use crystals to store and survive.

In this field, a clear class division began to appear, and the relatives belonging to the Cheng family gradually surpassed the ordinary people.

Until one day, the ancestors of the Cheng family achieved great skill and formally established the Dujian Pavilion.

Ling Chu saw that they had selected a huge island in the South China Sea, and built a towering pavilion on the island. The pavilion was full of traps and crystals, which was a masterpiece of ingenuity.

When Ling Chu saw this place, he couldn't help sighing deeply. The history of the establishment of Dujian Pavilion is also quite legendary.Only in this forbidden area can such a spectacular and vivid record be seen.

The murals are long and endless. Ling Chu walked back carefully and saw a lot of anecdotes and stories about the Cheng family's territory, as well as the life conditions of the people. Before he knew it, Ling Chu felt as if he was holding a sickle in the mountains. Among them, this sickle is made of refined iron with a blade head, which is smooth and fast, and can be used freely with air injection.

I don't know whether he was influenced by the subtlety of the murals or moved by the difficult and moving story, Ling Chu even began to identify himself as a disciple of the Cheng family, looking up at the majestic Dujian Pavilion on the vast sea.

"Dujian Pavilion has given this land new vitality, and I shall pledge my life to it. This idea appeared in Lingchu's mind, his movements slowed down, and his hands involuntarily showed a strange gesture of holding something.

59. Suzaku red lotus

White light shone into the corridor in an instant, and the magnificent murals were wiped out in an instant. Ling Chu's eyes widened in disbelief, and then raging anger was ignited in his heart.

Ling Chu yelled: "Who is it! How dare you destroy my collection of Dujian Pavilion!" In words, he has already brought himself into the people in Dujian Pavilion, and even brought himself into the hardworking people in the murals.

In Ling Chu's heart, it seems that he has lived in the world described by the murals for a long time, and that is his hometown, the land he has worked hard for.

Ling Chu saw a looming figure in the place where the white light was most dazzling, and knew that it was the person who destroyed the mural.He was so angry that he wanted to strangle the prisoner.

Ling Chu had stopped thinking about other things at this moment, and only had an inexplicable strong obsession to avenge the mural in his mind.

A purple light rose from the side of Ling Chu's body, condensing into an amethyst long axe, curved like a new moon, with a cold light attached to the blade.There was a strange red light in Ling Chu's eyes, his muscles exploded, he swung his axe, and slashed at the light and shadow with all his strength.

This Yue is called Shen Ling Yue, and it is the number one divine soldier of the Ling family. When Ling Chu returned to Shen Ling, Ling Mo passed the Shen Ling Yue to his son. This was the first time Ling Chu used it.

This magical weapon has been battle-tested for a long time, and when it is chopped down with a hatchet, it is scorching like the morning sun and dawn, and it is shining like thunder cracking the sky.The life at its edge seems to condense into substance, and even a thin layer of white light can be seen.

Shen Lingyue led his master's killing intent like a bamboo, forcing Dazzling Bai Guang to retreat steadily.

Seeing that the figure in the white light began to retreat, Ling Chu let out an angry roar, and launched an offensive again, with a desperate look of fighting to the death.

In Ling Chu's hands, the long ax was danced vigorously, chopping and stabbing without mercy, but the white light figure was like a white mist, the enemy advanced and retreated, and never received the attack head-on.

Ling Chu was very agitated by this person, and drove the god Ling Yue to spin outward at high speed with Ling Chu himself as the center, and then Ling Chu slammed into the white light with the Yue that was spinning at his side.

This collision was as powerful as a mountain, and the ax blade turned as fast as the wind. It was Ling Chu's full blow, it was really merciless, and it was a deadly move.

Ling Chu's amber pupils were unknowingly stained with a layer of dark red, which was the remnant sparks that had been burned out by the flames, and they were the dying flames in the ashes.

This time, the people in the white light no longer dodged and retreated. Ling Chu felt his whole body was suppressed and unable to move when hit by the electric light and flint. The sharp edge of the divine Ling Yue was caught by someone's hand. It was an indescribable force, like a landslide. , such as a tsunami, is so irresistible that one just wants to kneel under this devastating force.

Ling Chu couldn't struggle any longer, he was devastated, his heart was filled with grief of collapsed faith, and his whole body trembled.

At this moment, the person in the white light threw away the god Lingyue, and hugged Ling Chu. Ling Chu could feel the temperature of the other party and smell the familiar breath. He heard the voice of grievance trembling in his ears. , the man said: "Ling Chu, Ling Chu, look at me, let's go back, I'm afraid of you like this."

The gentle and powerful breath spread into Ling Chu's body from the place where the person hugged and joined, the white light gradually faded, the vision returned to clarity, and the red light in Ling Chu's eyes faded and returned to its original appearance.

Ling Chu found that Zhao Rongan was hugging his waist, and the other party's brows were frowned, and there was endless worry in his eyes.And Shen Lingyue's purple light had dimmed, and he was ashamed and disheartened in frustration, obediently suspended in the air, no longer had the hostility just now.

"Then, what happened to me just now?" Ling Chu woke up from a dream, completely at a loss, the vitality in his body had been emptied, and he felt powerless.

Zhao Rongan still hugged Ling Chu with one hand and refused to let go, and pointed one finger to the ground.

When Ling Chu looked at it, what he saw was a huge red crystal lotus flower. The lotus flower was in full bloom, and the lotus heart had a formation. The formation was complicated and it was an illusion.

Looking around, there is no boundless darkness at all, let alone a corridor full of murals. 'So from the moment the teleportation came in, I was already in the phantom array. Ling Chu reacted suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that Ling Chu was completely awake, Zhao Rongan let out a long sigh of relief, and brought the two of them to the ground.

This is a huge space, the floor is paved with marble, at the end of the space is the red lotus, behind the lotus there is a stone door closed, only a small opening is left on the top of the door, surrounded by amethyst stone, it can be seen that it is also a small mechanism , the amethyst box was continuously transported into the box.

The surroundings of the space have been lit up by Zhao Rongan, and there seem to be many classic texts carved on the wall.The two stepped forward to take a closer look and saw the Cheng family's casting technology records all over the wall.

It turns out that this is not only a forbidden place for Dujiange, but also a place where Dujiange records casting technology.The history of technological changes over the past thousand years is densely recorded on the walls, and there are still many blank spaces left for future generations to transcribe future technologies.

Ling Chu was ecstatic in his heart, knowing that he had met a treasure, he immediately cast a spell, copied down a copy of the wall-full technique, and planned to take it back to Shenling City to study it.

But he looked at it and found that technology can be learned, but many casting methods can only be realized with the unique practice method of Dujiange. People in the non-dujiange, even if they see it, they can't learn it all, they can only use two or three out of ten, but this is also very helpful for Ling Chu, go back and modify it, and use it with the array spell method, which is enough to greatly improve Ling Chu. The strength of the family and the royal family.

Ling Chu was in a good mood, and while transcribing the spells, he led Zhao Rongan to dance and look at the ancient collections all over the wall.

"Hey, then, come and see what this means." Ling Chu suddenly read a record and asked Zhao Rongan to read it.

Zhao Rong'an walked in and took a look, he was shocked, and saw the scriptures saying: "Spars have spirits, and spirits give birth to all things. You can use spar castings to store gas, but I don't know if you can give birth to spirits."Du Jiange tried it to find the breath of life. 】

"Then, are you..." Ling Chu pulled Zhao Rongan's hand, 12 curious.

"No." Zhao Rongan shook his head firmly and said, "Although I don't remember it, I know that I was not born from a spar."

"Is it because there is no spar in the place where you were born?" Ling Chu asked.

Zhao Rongan thought for a while, then shook his head again and said: "No, although the ice field is desolate and barren, there are still many crystals that can store spirits. I just have such an intuition that I was not born from crystals, but I can't tell."

Seeing that Zhao Rong'an was in trouble, Ling Chu shook his hand, and said gently: "No, it's not. It happened a long time ago, and it's not important."

The speed of transcribing spells is very fast. In just a while, more than half of them have been transcribed.

At this moment, the red light flashed, and the red lotus made a 'click' sound, which was very abrupt in this empty environment.

Ling and Zhao turned their heads and saw the red crystal lotus rose into the air and disintegrated, the formation in the lotus pod changed, and the phantom formation disappeared.

The lotus petals reorganized and turned into a red long-tailed finch.Suzaku raised his head and screamed silently, then swooped down and turned into a warrior in red crystal armor.

The warrior holds a huge sickle several feet long, and wears a mask with a long feather trailing behind his head.

Zhao Rong'an heard the 'clack' sound from the throat of the red-armored warrior, and knew that it was an organ man.

The organ warrior raised his sickle forward and jumped to kill him.

60. Abyss

The red lotus warrior was burning with flames all over his body, and the huge scythe in his hand was more than ten feet long. He jumped up and brought the howling wind to his face in an instant. The warrior's body was so heavy that when he fell, he smashed the marble floor tiles out of the hole.

The red sickle was cut down in front of him, and Ling Chu's vitality had been exhausted just now, so he would be powerless to resist, only to feel the killing intent sweeping through his whole body, which made people tremble.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Rong'an took a step forward, facing the warrior without fear. He raised his left hand, caught the blade of the sickle with his bare hands, and with a blank expression on his face, he easily broke the sickle into two pieces.

The warrior froze for a moment, discarded the sickle, threw his fist at Zhao Rongan again, Zhao Rongan didn't dodge or dodge, just waved the sleeve of the white luan robe, the warrior disappeared into the air in an instant, leaving only the red crystal powder in the sky.

Ling Chu looked at the expressionless Zhao Rongan in shock, and he clearly saw anger in those indifferent pure black eyes.This was probably the first time Ling Chu discovered that Zhao Rongan had emotions like anger, which were so close to human emotions.

"This red lotus is too annoying." Zhao Rongan said.

Maybe he didn't even realize that when he saw Ling Chu hit the red lotus phantom array just now and launched a killer move at himself, he felt almost angry towards this red lotus spar.This will see Honglian attack Lingchu again, and finally can't bear it anymore, destroying it completely.

Zhao Rongan has not experienced many human emotions, he is not aware of his own feelings, but Ling Chu Linglong thought, how can he not know that Zhao Rongan's anger stems from his concern for himself.

As soon as Ling Chu thought of Zhao Rongan's unrestrained expression of destroying the red lotus warrior just now, he couldn't help laughing, he came over and hugged Zhao Rongan's shoulders, and said affectionately: "Then, don't be angry, this is just Dujian Pavilion's Destroy the defensive device, it’s fine, we’ve gained a lot from this visit, after I’ve finished transcribing all the classics of the Dujian Pavilion, I’ll open the last door to see what secrets there are in this forbidden area.”

After transcribing for nearly an hour, Ling Chu sorted out the classics and put them in Linglong's pocket.

Zhao Rongan was afraid that something would hurt Ling Chu again, so he stopped him behind him and floated towards Shimen.He noticed that the pattern of feathers was carved on the stone gate, and the roots of the feathers glowed water red, which was made of red spar powder.

Zhao Rong'an put his hands on the door, and could feel the energy surge on the stone door, but he couldn't find where the mechanism was.

The hand was full of vitality, and with a loud bang, the stone gate shattered a big hole under Zhao Rongan's palm, and the stone rolled down and fell into the abyss behind the stone gate.

Behind this red-feathered stone gate is a deep mountain stream in the Wanren Mountains.

Seeing this, Ling Chu also rushed over. He saw that the ravine was hundreds of feet deep, and there was no light on the mountain wall.Only the catkins attached to the outside of the amethyst box, dragging the box with white light, lined up, and went down in a string, turning into a band of shining light, very magnificent in the dark mountain.

The bottom of the abyss has been completely transformed. Zhao Rong'an has never seen such a scene. He saw many utensils laid out in it, interlocking with each other to form a huge machine.There are wheels and shafts in the equipment, but the gears are silent when they are running. If you look carefully, every part is tightly meshed, which can be described as a wonderful workmanship.

The whole set of equipment has a big horn mouth, and the amethyst box is opened on the horn mouth, and the amethyst full of dead energy is thrown into it.

The amethyst goes down through the layer-by-layer device, and the dead air seems to be drawn out, making the spar return to bright purple bit by bit.

Zhao Rong'an saw that the huge, extracted dead energy was sprayed from the bottom of the equipment into the bottom of the crack in the mountain.

Zhao Rongan flew down to check, and when he was approaching the bottom of the abyss, he felt a strong suction dragging him into the cracks in the mountain.The power was so great that it seemed to swallow him in. Zhao Rongan didn't dare to be careless, and immediately withdrew and returned. On the way of retreating, he looked back at the crack at the bottom of the abyss and saw that there were crystals glowing constantly inside. Inside, this whole set of devices, is the mechanism for sucking dead air into the ground for burial.

He tried to speed up his return, but he felt that something was disturbing the vitality in his body. It was the influence of the spar of the Dujian Pavilion equipment, making the power irregular and uncontrollable.

It turns out that this is how the forbidden area works. The Cheng family has confirmed that both death energy and life energy are a kind of energy. They absorb it with amethyst and bring it back to the forbidden area to seal it.

Zhao Rong'an gasped and flew back to the middle of the abyss, and the feeling of being disturbed finally disappeared.

He has never had such an experience since he was born. This is an inhuman power, and no one in the world of immortality can resist such an artifact.

'The power of Dujian Pavilion is far beyond the imagination of people in the world of cultivating immortals. 'Zhao Rong'an had such a cognition in his heart that the Cheng family's existence seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, and suddenly it was impossible to see through.

"Then, there is something on the rock wall." Ling Chu stood at the hole in the Red Wing Stone Gate. He had just walked through the hole, and when Zhao Rongan was exploring the bottom of the abyss, he was also looking around.

Zhao Rongan looked in the direction of Ling Chu's finger, and only saw a stone platform above the abyss. There was no light on the platform, and there was no breath, so he didn't notice it just now.

He didn't know what was on that platform, and to prevent accidents, he signaled Ling Chu not to move, and flew up to the stone platform alone.

Ling Chu had already exhausted his energy when he was fighting with Zhao Rongan, so he didn't try to be brave anymore, and quietly waited for Zhao Rongan to investigate on the Shimen platform.

As soon as Zhao Rong'an got up to the stage, he saw a stone table. On the table was a particularly eye-catching black long sword. This sword was hidden in the darkness, deeply embedded in the stone table as if it were one with the table.

The sword is three feet long, and the blade is full of brilliance, but the strange thing is that even though the distance is so close, you can't feel the slightest part of it.