The cages in Tianshui Tower are all made of black iron. No matter how powerful a person is, even if his spiritual power is exhausted by the cold water, he will not be able to force his way through the black iron sky prison and fight his way out of it.

After Lu Qianchuan changed his clothes, he touched up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't find anything that was enough for him to open the cell door.

The long-sleeved fairy skirt was difficult to wear, and he racked his brains to figure out how to wear a women's skirt. The wide lotus leaf sleeves are cumbersome, and it is extremely inconvenient to move. After searching for a while, Lu Qianchuan felt a rash on his forehead. Sweat a little.

"No key?" he murmured under his breath.

Putting his hands in his sleeves, Lu Qianchuan tried his best to make himself look like a lady, [-] satisfactorily reminded: 【Behave dignifiedly, speak and act with restraint, the host please continue to maintain it. 】

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

He rolled his eyes at [-] in his heart, constantly recalling whether Liu Qingkui had left him any other clues.

But the things he threw in were just that, and when he put on his clothes, there was nothing else worth noting, let alone the keys and spirit seals.

Lu Qianchuan straightened the folds of his cuffs, and the red plums between his brows were dripping with sweat. Even if he just lowered his head in thought, without speaking or moving, his face still showed a breathtaking beauty.

Rubbing the material of the cuffs with his fingertips for a while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

It stands to reason that the dark iron gate should have a seal imposed by the supervisor, not to mention keys, clothes should not be sent in.

But Liu Qingkui's movements were smooth and smooth when she threw the clothes, and she was obviously not affected by the barrier seal at all.

Lu Qianchuan took a deep breath, straightened his chest and retracted his abdomen, walked slowly to the black iron gate, and stretched out his hand tentatively.

No response.

His hands easily touched the outside air.

There was obvious surprise in his eyes, he withdrew his hand, and his shiny fingertips tentatively caressed on the black iron——

To his surprise, when his fingertips were about to touch the black iron, he clearly saw that the black color of the black iron gradually weakened, and it turned out to be transparent.

He continued to approach it with his fingers, and the iron pillar turned into a truly transparent color as he imagined, and his fingers could shuttle back and forth between several iron pillars unimpeded.

Lu Qianchuan suddenly realized.

He had seen it in the classics of Wanlingzong, which is a very advanced illusion.

It's not that the entire Xuantie Gate is transformed by illusion, but whether it is the Xuantie Gate or the seal applied here, these two kinds of confinement become illusions with each other.

When he has a token that can lift the seal and pass directly through the barrier, the black iron gate that exists here is a real illusion, and he can even enter and exit wantonly on the black iron.

When he had the key to open the black iron door, the seal imposed on it became an illusion again, unable to affect him who opened the black iron door.

Only those who have neither will be bound by the two barriers, and they will not be able to break out of this small and dark prison no matter what.

Lu Qianchuan straightened his back, clasped his hands neatly on his lower abdomen, imitating the walking posture of a lady he had seen before, swaying his lotus steps, and slowly stepped out of this enchantment.

Things might be easier than he imagined.

A piece of clothing that is enough to pass the seal of the enchantment cannot represent the identity of the wearer for no reason. Walking out so swaggeringly, no one might stop him.

As he walked all the way, he was more and more frightened by the supervision of Tianshui Tower.

Rather than saying that the security here is lax, it is better to say that there is almost no security here.

He walked along the dark but not narrow corridor. Along the way, he only met two Taoist priests in gray Sanxian Taoist robes. They pretended to greet him. An unknown person like him walked out.

Finally, when he was about to reach the place where the sun was shining, he came back to his senses and glanced at the bottomless corridor.

The inconspicuous dark corridor, along the way, there are many invisible spiritual barriers.

His spiritual power gradually recovered after leaving the water prison, and the farther he walked, the more he could gradually perceive the spiritual power barrier he had passed through.

The reason why Tianshui Tower is not strictly guarded is because there are one after another spiritual power imprisoned there, not to mention him, even if Yan Zian came in, he might not be able to get out by force.

Lu Qianchuan lowered his head and tugged at the intricately patterned sleeves uncomfortably, suddenly he didn't understand the meaning of Liu Qingkui risking his life to sneak into Tianshui Tower.

Just to give him clothes?

According to what Liu Qingkui said, it was because he worked for Luo Huayin and wanted to persuade him to come to Luo Huayin's side after leaving Tianshui Tower.

Wouldn't it be more deserving of loyalty if he directly tied himself out and delivered it to Luo Huayin with his own hands?

Throwing the clothes away like this, it's almost like...he deliberately came to save himself.

He looked down at the delicate dark pattern of peach blossoms on the sleeve, and showed a wry smile with complicated emotions.

Be it Mo Chenyuan, Liu Qingkui, or even Fang Shinuo, they were all people he wanted to protect behind, but now, he couldn't understand their thoughts and actions more and more.

The cherry-pink dress finally came into contact with a little bit of bright sunshine, and the lifelike dark lines on the neckline exuded a soft light that was not ostentatious under the sunlight, as if peach blossoms were about to bloom on Lu Qianchuan's porcelain-white collarbone Same.

Lu Qianchuan walked smoothly to the towering gate of Tianshui Tower, took a step outside, and crossed the threshold. The seal on the gate flashed a colorful light, as if congratulating him for coming out of the cold water. To bask in the sun again.

After taking this step, he barely stopped.

Tianshui Tower deserves its reputation of being built on the water. There is only a one-step-wide eaves outside the gate. The lower two floors are prisons filled with cold water. a long way.

This building was actually built [-] meters above the water!

From a series of surprising and mysterious barriers to being built in the air without any support, Lu Qianchuan no longer dared to underestimate this prison, which is called "hell on earth" by cultivators.

His Jing Xing was not by his side, and he didn't know who picked it up during the scuffle, and now he couldn't fly with his sword, and his spiritual power was also in an unstable state from time to time, so he could only rely on the help of [-], borrowing his energy to help him, On the volleying pavilion, stepping on the air, it fell down in one step.

Walking to the surface of the lake, he stood firmly on the sparkling microwave, and walked slowly towards the lake with small steps on the Lingbo.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk fast, but the skirt is really uncomfortable and strenuous to walk on, forcing him to take small steps, and the movement range should not be too large, otherwise the skirt will definitely be soaked in water.

And... [-] didn't know what kind of show switch was turned on, and insisted on giving him flashy lotus special effects, regardless of his own protest, playing with relish in a pile of illusory lotus leaves, and never tired of it.

There are a few boats in twos and threes on the lake, and there are not many tourists. They all sit motionless in the boats and stare dumbfounded at the sight of a fairy coming towards the lake, with lotuses growing every step of the way, and they are very graceful.

The boatman forgot to paddle, and the gorgeously dressed young master shook off his folding fan. All the men and women gathered by the lake stopped their movements, and all their eyes were fixed on Lu Qianchuan who was walking across the water on the lake.

The fish in the water swayed and gathered at Lu Qianchuan's feet, as if they wanted to support him to move forward.

Lu Qianchuan was so ashamed that he didn't know where to put his old face, so he had red earlobes, lowered his head, and walked to the green field by the lake as fast as he could without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, he blended into the crowd.

After a long time, the people who looked like still pictures by the lake on the lake began to move and make voices. Among the noise, the loudest and most easily distinguishable ones were "Heavenly Immortal" and "Goddess".

The bustling has not yet ended, another man in white volleyed with his sword, and landed on the eaves they regarded as a skyscraper in front of everyone. After stopping there for a while, he quickly flew down with his sword. Then we arrived at the lake.

He grabbed the arm of a middle-aged man who looked like he was fishing, and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

When the middle-aged man saw the spirit sword in his hand, he didn't panic at all, and replied very excitedly: "It's a celestial being! A celestial being who walked out of the sky tower! Without the imperial sword, his body is full of lotus flowers! "

Lu Fengyi frowned.

This is the boundary of Syracuse, where the seasons are like spring, and the bell is beautiful.

The common people have become accustomed to the fairy masters in white clothes flying around in the sky. In their eyes, there is only a sword between the heavenly man and the fairy masters. Man, who came down from the sky.

He thought for a while, and asked the middle-aged man, "What does that celestial being you mentioned look like?"

The middle-aged man replied naturally: "Of course it looks like a fairy."

Lu Fengyi didn't come up in one breath, the veins on his forehead twitched, he pressed the small veins calmly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked as calmly as possible: "What clothes are you wearing? What kind of bun? Whisk? Alone or with a companion?"

"Pink skirt, black hair loose, no whisk, all alone."

The middle-aged man answered one question after another, the excitement in his eyes hadn't faded, and he obviously didn't know how to think anymore, so he could only answer what he asked.

Lu Fengyi let go of him discouragedly, then turned to another young girl, and asked more detailed questions.

The little girl had an immature face, she looked like she hadn't experienced much in the world at first glance, she looked at him suddenly, her fair face was already blushing, and hearing his polite question, even the base of her neck was covered with red , his voice was like a mosquito, but he still answered his question in great detail.

The little girl's observation skills were much more detailed than the middle-aged man's, and her answers were more detailed and thoughtful. Although her voice was a little softer, with Lu Fengyi's hearing ability, it was not a problem to fully capture her answers.

However, the more he listened, the deeper his frown became.Based on the description given by the little girl, he kept searching for the Sanxian Taoists he knew in his mind, and after eliminating them one by one, none of them met all the requirements.

A gully appeared between his brows, and he asked, "Are there any other characteristics? For example, is there any special mark on the face?"

Just now, the little girl took advantage of his meditation and stared at his profile, almost drunk, when she heard this question, her body trembled, and she subconsciously replied: "He is very tall, and there is a plum blossom branch on his face."

She has good eyes and is close. When Tianren was about to walk to the lake, she took a look from a distance, and the gorgeous and unparalleled red was deeply imprinted in her mind.

But Lu Fengyi gasped: "Plum blossom branch?!"

The little girl was so frightened by him that she took a few steps back unconsciously, and nodded numbly.

Lu Fengyi's expression was solemn, his thoughts turned, and he asked quickly: "Then where has he gone now?"

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