Chapter 84 Statues
In the dense forest, ancient trees are quiet and lush.
Han Li was traveling through the forest, and with his current experience, he felt a sense of dizziness in his heart.
There are many strange flowers and plants growing in the spiritual world at that time. Some of them are the best spiritual materials that are rare in a century in the spiritual world, but now they are everywhere, and most of them are not short in the years, most of which are more than a thousand years, and even more than tens of thousands of years.
There are also some spiritual plants that he does not recognize, but most of them contain amazing spiritual power or smell and look strange. Naturally, he will take them all into his pocket without hesitation.
Although he used his spiritual sense to sweep it over with his spiritual sense just as he first stepped into this mysterious bubble space, he still amazed in his heart and secretly glad that he had not left it.
About half an hour later, Han Li's figure stopped in a relatively open area in the forest. The trees here were sparse and there was no spiritual medicine to grow, making it look a bit deserted.
More than a hundred feet in front of him was a huge cave more than a hundred feet wide, like a giant sack, with a dark hole at him.
After Han Li stood there, he looked around and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. Then he walked to the cave and looked inside.
This cave does not go vertically, but extends obliquely toward the ground, and the sound of "whimpering" wind keeps coming from inside.
The blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he took a big step and walked into the cave.
The cave is dim and a little wet, with water droplets dripping on the top of the cave and on both sides of the rock walls, and the ground is very soft when stepped on.
He walked downwards, after about a quarter of an hour, the cave suddenly changed and extended to the other side. In the rocks around the cave wall, white crystals emitting cold light began to appear.
It was a little sparse at the beginning, but the further down, the more dense the crystals became, gradually illuminating the entire passage.
After walking for another quarter of an hour, he finally arrived at the end of the cave, a huge underground culvert with a radius of hundreds of feet.
The top of the culvert is densely filled with countless white crystals, and the cold light emitted from it reflects the entire cave space.
At the bottom, there was a clear sound of gurgling water coming, and an underground river flowed through it, which accumulated into a small lake, and surrounded by a sandy land made of yellow crystal sand.
The white glow and the wavy water surface complement each other, and sparkling waves reflected around the cave walls, which looked a bit strange.
Han Li had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery here at this time, and his eyes were firmly locked on a huge rock bulging out of the water in the center of the culvert.
On the land about thirty meters in size, there is a strange tree about ten meters tall growing.
The tree body is somewhat similar to the common walnut trees in the world, but it is bare and has no half of the leaves growing. It only has walnut-shaped fruits hanging on the branches.
Han Li jumped, then jumped under the tree, and looked up and down the tree carefully.
After looking at it, I found that there was a mysterious pattern distributed on the tree body that I had never seen before. It looked not engraved by man, but seemed to grow naturally.
The walnut fruits hanging on the trees are even more peculiar, with dense patterns on the surface, but very distorted, and look like strange faces. Some look like octogenarians, some look like newborn babies, and some look like middle-aged women, not exactly the same.
However, no matter what the lines are on it, these human-faced walnut fruits all exude amazing earth-attribute vitality without exception.
He was attracted here because he discovered this energy before.
Han Li touched his chin, a trace of thought flashed across his face, and a vague guess appeared in his heart.
This mysterious bubble space should have belonged to the one-eyed giant, and the centaur beast fought with it for the strange walnut tree in the space.
Although he could not recognize the origin of this tree and the walnut fruits above, one thing is certain that it can cause two monsters with cultivation level comparable to the level of true immortals to fight. It will never be ordinary. It should be some unknown spiritual treasure of heaven and earth.
But this is no longer important. Now everything here belongs to him alone.
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Fairyland.
Above an unknown continuous mountain range, led clouds were covered by the wind, and the wind was howling, and the snow was falling all over the sky, and the whole sky seemed gray.
There are dozens of peaks above the mountain range, and some trees bent by thick snow can be seen scattered in the area below the mountainside. Further up, it is completely snow-white and completely frozen.
Between the heaven and earth, except for the sound of the roar of the cold wind, the sound of snow falling to the ground. In addition, there are no traces of living creatures when there are other movements.
However, at this moment, deep in the belly of the tallest ice peak in the mountains, a sharp woman's voice suddenly passed through the layers of snow curtains and was not affected by the strong wind:
"Who is it? Who is so brave and dares to kill my spiritual pet? No matter who it is, I will find you to tear you out and tear you out of your body, then pull out your soul and suppress it under my peak Yin peak, so that you will never be able to reincarnate!"
His voice was full of anger, spreading slowly in the storm and snow, shaking the entire snow peak.
Countless huge snow blocks that had accumulated for many years broke and slid down from the cliffs, pushing and carrying more snow, rushing towards the bottom of the mountain with a mighty "rumble" sound like a war drum.
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Beihan Immortal Realm, in a blue sea.
A scorching sun was hanging on the sky, like a clear sky washed by water, with thin white clouds floating. The breeze blew above the sea, and a slight wave of waves continued to surge.
On the rippling sea, there is a black island with a radiant radius of thousands of miles. The edges are surrounded by countless strange black reefs, which look extremely irregular. If you look down from a high altitude, it is like a huge leaf.
There are many ships moored at a port on the north side of the island, but there is no one on it.
From the port to the island, there is a spacious bluestone road that extends into the dense forests on the island.
At the end of the road, a quaint village with dense buildings is hidden among towering ancient trees.
At this moment, fires were everywhere in the village, and thick smoke was pouring everywhere. A series of shocking killing shouts kept coming from everywhere. The magic weapon light came one after another, and a strong smell of blood was filled with the air.
In the messy ruins, nearly a thousand monks were fighting in chaos, vaguely divided into two camps, and the numbers of the two sides seemed to be not much different.
One of the monks seemed not to be a human race. They were tall, green-skinned and fangs, and most of them held some magic weapons and weapons like hammers, and their bodies were covered with a light white light.
Among these alien monks, some of the tall warriors wearing yellow armor and holding wolf teeth sticks were only sallow and did not look like living people, but they seemed to be wax figures that could move.
The other monks who fought with them were mostly human races and some strange soldiers wearing blood-red armor.
The skin color of these blood-armored soldiers was the same as that of armor, with dull expressions on their faces, and they did not have any expression when they fought and charged, and they looked like they were puppets.
On a high ground, a blood-armored soldier holding a blood-red spear jumped down, thrust his spear and stabbed a sallow warrior running forward.
Before it fell, a blood-colored vortex suddenly exploded at the tip of the blood spear, and countless blood lights swept down.
There was a "boom".
The waxy warrior was blown up in the chest of a water tank, and yellow wax juice kept flowing out of it, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But the next moment, his legs bowed and his body jumped up like lightning. The mace in his hand suddenly waved, and countless stick shadows appeared layer by layer, turning into a yellow hurricane, heading straight for the blood-armored soldier who had just landed on the ground and rolled down.
There was a "bang" sound!
The blood-armored soldier was unable to defend himself and his head suddenly burst, but at the last moment, he threw the spear in his hand out and turned into a blood shadow and pierced the head of the sallow warrior.
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, one turned into a pool of blood and the other turned into a ball of wax juice.
On the other side, a short and fat old man suddenly flashed out strangely from behind a broken wall, holding a blood-colored jade bottle in his hand, and the mouth of the bottle turned upside down, pointing to a foreign monk who was chasing others dozens of feet away in front of him.
The old man gently patted the bottom of the bottle with his palm. A blood light flashed at the mouth of the bottle, and dense bloodshots ejected out, intertwined and wrapped into a blood-colored light column, silently heading straight to the back of the alien race.
A strange scene appeared!
The blood-colored light column slightly touched the white light on the surface of the alien body, and the rapid rushing momentum suddenly slowed down. Although it was not completely offset, its power seemed to be reduced by three points in an instant.
There was a "bang" sound!
Although the alien race was beaten to a point of staggering, blood was gushing out of his mouth, but it did not hurt the truth. Instead, it turned around and roared towards the old man.
Similar scenes are happening from time to time in the village.
Whether it is a sallow warrior or a blood-armored soldier, they are extremely brave when fighting, and they are very brave and fearless. However, due to the similar number and the difference in strength, they naturally cannot control the situation of the battle.
However, due to the strange white light protection of the monks on the alien race, any magic weapon and magic that would weaken the power of the magic weapon and spell on their bodies, and soon gained the upper hand on the battlefield, forcing the human monks to retreat and gather towards the center of the village.
Meanwhile, in a white stone square in the center of the village, dozens of people in black robes were sitting cross-legged around a huge statue, silently chanting strange and unexplained spells.
Among these people, there are men, women, young and old, and their faces look pale. They rolled up their sleeves and stretched their left arms in front of them.
On each of their wrists, there was a thin blood line, and drops of red blood were flowing out from it, dripping onto the ground in front of them.
On the ground, there are grooves half finger-deep, which are connected to each other and form a rather complex formation pattern, connecting to the statue in the center.
The statue is about ten feet high and carved with an image of a young Confucian scholar wearing a silk scarf on his head and holding a scroll in his hand, raising his eyes to look into the distance.
If Han Li was here, he would be surprised to find that the young Confucian scholar's facial features were actually very similar to him, but if we look at the physique proportions, Han Li would obviously be taller.
In front of the statue, a white-haired old man in a gray robe crossed his hands and hugged his shoulders, begging the statue with a pious face:
Chapter completed!