As soon as he saw the changes in the stele, the old man named Fu not far away suddenly pointed to the back of the stele, showing surprise.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows.
After scanning the top, I saw that the back of the stone tablet was broken into pieces.
And in the deep crack, there was a bright blue light flashing.
"Spiritual stone!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the stone tablet in front of him, and then stretched out his right hand.
With a snap of his fingers, several streaks of dark blue sword energy fell on the stone tablet instantly.
"Kacha, kacha!"
Suddenly rocks flew and dust scattered nearby.
The sharpness of Lin Mo's sword energy alone, even if the stone tablet is extraordinary, cannot withstand it.
In an instant, the blue light dissipated, and what was revealed in front of him was a chipped stone tablet.
In the middle of the stele, there is a dark blue crystal stone embedded in it, as if it had originally grown in the stele.
This crystal is several feet long.
The land is blue and crystal clear, although not all of it is revealed.
It looks rectangular and flat, as if the entire bluestone stele is just a thick shell of this spar.
"It's not a spiritual stone. Although it looks very similar to a water-attribute spiritual stone, the water-attribute spiritual energy contained in it is not."
Not far away, Bai Yaoyi came over.
His beautiful black and white eyes blinked twice, and he immediately said affirmatively.
"The earth is indeed not a spiritual stone. No one would directly use the spiritual stone to refine things. They also imprint things on it. This seems to be an inscription."
Lin Mo glanced at the exposed crystal, and saw that its surface was flashing with uneven textures.
Obviously not an extraordinary thing.
Lin Mo no longer hesitated, all his magic energy gathered around him, and then he slowly raised his right hand.
Gently grab it in front of you.
Suddenly, a faint blue light appeared out of thin air in front of the stone tablet.
He grabbed the top of the crystal and lifted it up hard.
With his tyrannical magic power, he forcibly pulled the crystal stone out of the stone monument.
A blue crystal tablet appeared in front of Lin Mo, with runes flowing on it and a faint blue light flashing.
Lin Mo took a closer look at the words on it, and his heart suddenly moved. However, his face remained calm, and he made a secret gesture with both hands and quickly pointed at the crystal tablet.
In an instant, the crystal tablet trembled and turned over, and its size shrank rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a half-foot-sized brick.
With a "Hugh" sound, it disappeared directly into Lin Mo's sleeves.
No trace left.
The old man named Fu and Bai Yaoyi looked at each other.
Although the two of them are very interested in crystal tablets.
But with Lin Mo's behavior in front of him, he naturally had the sense not to mention it anymore.
Instead, after discussing with Lin Molue, the two of them immediately decided to go up the mountain along these steps.
At this moment, they had determined that the faint roar was indeed coming from the top of the mountain.
Immediately, the three of them disappeared again and flew up.
Lin Mo, who was familiar with the plot, naturally knew that the roar was the monks of the Ye family struggling to break the restriction.
However, Lin Mo was not afraid of meeting these Ye family monks.
All this confidence comes from Lin Mo's strong strength.
Now, the weirdo and the elder of the Ye family, two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, were suspended side by side over a rock.
Not far away, the remaining monks of the Ye family stood in a temporarily arranged formation.
They are using the magic circle to drive various treasures and desperately attack a huge archway that is vaguely visible in front of them.
The ancient demon also mingled with the Ye family and other monks, commanding a jet-black flying sword that he had summoned from nowhere, and attacking expressionlessly.
This archway itself can emit thousands of rays of rays of light on its own, and can absorb all attacks, as if it is a rare treasure in itself.
"Third boy, how long do you think it will take before you can break through the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations?"
Looking at the archway wrapped in spiritual light, the weirdo couldn't help but look at the white-robed Confucian scholar, with a hint of anxiety in his expression.
"I guess one more day and one night will be enough, but this archway is far more troublesome than I thought!"
The Confucian scholar was extremely calm and replied in a deep voice: "No wonder the Wanxiu Sect was so famous in the past."
"We have been delayed in front of this archway for too long. If you and I can go down and help them, the time to break the ban can be reduced by at least half."
The big-headed weirdo murmured depressedly, but his figure remained motionless and showed no intention of actually taking action.
"Since there are ancient ferocious birds such as lions and beasts appearing on this mountain, I naturally have to be more careful."
The Confucian scholar said calmly: "We have only been in this mountain for a few days, and we still have plenty of time. Haste makes waste!"
"That's true. No matter how fast the other Nascent Soul cultivators move, it will still take some time before they can break the seal and enter this mountain!"
Speaking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed in the weirdo's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"But just the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations has taken us so long. I am a little worried that the restrictions we will encounter next will be even more troublesome."
The Confucian scholar in white smiled slightly, but he was confident: "Uncle Qi, don't worry, our Ye family has been planning this operation for so long, so naturally we have already considered it!"
"And during these times, the clan has already collected several secret treasures specifically designed to break the restrictions."
"That's it. Then I can feel relieved."
The big-headed weirdo looked relaxed after hearing this.
Having said that, the two of them didn't say anything more.
Instead, he looked at the monks named Ye in the distance.
At the same time, not far away, high in the sky above the stone pavilion.
At a seemingly ordinary thick barrier, a light suddenly flashed.
Then a gray head stuck out, shaking its head, which seemed a bit funny.
After this person realized that there was no one here, he immediately swayed and escaped from the barrier covered in silver light.
This person stepped on the huge round disc, slowly flew towards the stone pavilion, and landed on the top of the stone pavilion, standing firmly.
At this time, the man raised his head, revealing a smooth face full of wrinkles but with small eyes.
It was actually the mysterious little old man Xiang Zhili
"This is Kunwu Mountain. Tsk tsk, the aura is indeed extraordinary."
"But who dares to open this seal when he is full and has nothing to do? If that thing is released, does he want the entire Jin Dynasty to be buried with him?"
Xiang Zhili looked around for a moment and suddenly heard a faint roar. As a result, he couldn't help but jump on the stone pavilion and started yelling, with a look of bad luck on his face.
"Since you know it's bad luck to come here, you still dare to come. I admire your courage."
Just after Xiang Zhili stopped cursing, a sweet female voice suddenly came from his ears. The voice was delicate and gentle, like a lover's cooing call.
But when Xiang Zhili heard this voice, he suddenly felt cold all over, and all his blood seemed to have stagnated.
"Senior, you.
Are you out?"
Looking at the existence in front of him, Xiang Zhili foamed at the mouth and actually stuttered.
"Come out? I came out a long time ago. I don't know how many thousands of years ago. It's just that the three elders of Kunwu used the power of tens of thousands of people to set up this last layer of restrictions. It's really not something I can tear apart with my own strength. Otherwise, this
The concubine has gone out a long time ago and will wait until now."
Although the woman's voice was extremely gentle, her face was pale.
"impossible!
Under the suppression of the two heavenly spiritual treasures, it is impossible for anyone in this world to break away from the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation. Moreover, the seal has cracked. If the senior had really escaped from the trap, he would have been able to leave this mountain long ago. How can he continue?
Stay here."
After Xiang Zhili panicked, he immediately remembered something, and his expression regained his composure in the blink of an eye: "Most of the seniors just broke free with a trace of consciousness, trying to frighten the juniors back!"
"Do you know that the Jiuzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and the Tongtian Lingbao are the descendants of Kunwu's third son?"
Although the woman's voice was still pleasant to the ear, her words suddenly became a bit colder.
"This junior is not the descendant of the three seniors of Kunwu and Sanzi, but there are indeed a few people in this world who know about the seniors. I happen to be one of them."
As Xiang Zhili spoke, he kept looking around, looking cautiously.
"Humph, don't look for anything. It is true that my true body is not out of trouble yet, but I won't let you ruin this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get out of trouble. Just stay here for a few months."
As he spoke, the sky above the stone pavilion became distorted, followed by a white vortex suspended in the air.
A large ray of light suddenly fell on Xiang Zhili from the whirlpool.
"Wonderful celestial phenomena!
"
When Xiang Zhili saw this scene, his expression changed drastically, and without even thinking about it, the silver light all over his body turned into a ray of light and shot out.
However, the five-color rays of light rotated slightly, and a huge suction force suddenly emerged out of thin air, causing the old escape light to stagnate slightly.
Then the rays of light rolled past, and Xiang Zhili disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if this person had never been there.
"It looks like I'm going to sleep for a while longer. The more monks that can come here, the better. I hope that the day I wake up will be the time when I'm truly out of trouble!"
"Third son Kunwu, I want you to know the price of sealing this concubine on that day, haha!
"
The woman murmured a few words weakly, then giggled crazily, and then her voice suddenly stopped.
Seven days later, when the Ye family broke through the Gate of Wanxiu and fell into an extremely clever illusion formation again, Lin Mo also stopped in front of a stone step.
Looking at the restriction in front of him, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Although he is powerful, he can open it with great force.
However, in order not to affect the normal progress of the plot, Lin Mo did not intervene.
Instead, he waited quietly.
As time went by, the entire area around the nameless lake became lively.
There are already as many as a thousand monks gathered here.
And there were more than a dozen people appearing everywhere in a radius of dozens of miles, including Nascent Soul stage monks.
The most eye-catching among them are the four Poison Saint Sect elders standing side by side on one side of the lake.
Most of the Nascent Soul monks in the rest of the places acted alone. Apparently they all came here at short notice after hearing the news.
At this time, in front of several elders of the Poison Saint Sect, a disciple was reporting something.
"Great Elder, we have searched most of the underground seals. We have already found some clues. They are underground more than twenty miles away from here. Someone deliberately used the illusion array to cover up something there."
The disciple with the red scarf on his head said respectfully.
"It's great to have a clue. We've been here for a few days. If we can't find the entrance, that would be the most troublesome!"
At the same time, a middle-aged monk with a green face took a deep breath and gave instructions.
"yes!"
The disciple was extremely respectful and immediately took out an Earth Escape Talisman and slapped it directly on his body.
His figure flickered and disappeared instantly.
At the same time, another Poison Saint Sect elder suddenly spoke:
"Senior Brother Hua, don't worry too much. We don't have late Nascent Soul monks in southern Xinjiang. Even if monks from other sects arrive, the four of us don't have to worry about anyone if we join forces."
"That's true, but every day of delay, more high-level monks will arrive here. What's more, if we delay for a few more days, people from the ten major sects of good and evil may also intervene in this matter."
The middle-aged man named Hua looked gloomy and was obviously a little uneasy.
At this moment, on the other side of the small lake, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground and galloped away into the distance.
A loud cry came out of his mouth.
This sound suddenly alerted all the monks nearby.
Behind this man, several Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves flew out, chasing the escaped monk with frightened and angry faces.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the monk surnamed Hua and others looked extremely ugly.
"Haha, that's it. Mr. Qian has also practiced a little bit in the way of fighting, so he can help your disciples. I will take the first step."
The old demon Qian burst into laughter, and then five white shadows fled downwards, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the lake without a trace.
"Let's go. This old devil is very cruel. Don't let him hurt our disciples."
The monk surnamed Hua stamped his feet with a livid face, then flipped one hand over, and a small yellow flag that had been prepared appeared in his hand.
When he stepped on it, a cloud of yellow cloud instantly completely enveloped the Poison Saint Sect.
Then he took these people and disappeared.
Not only those from the Gan Lao Mo and the Poison Saint Sect, but also the other monks who heard this, naturally burrowed underground one after another. In the blink of an eye, less than half of the nearby monks were gone.
The people left on the ground, naturally low-level monks who don't know the art of earth escape and don't have earth escape treasures, can only watch helplessly.
More than twenty miles north of the small lake, thousands of feet deep underground, there is a huge dark space. A dazzling light flashes at the edge of this space, and below them there is an endless white light curtain.
Not only is this light curtain extremely thick, but there are also layers of astonishing thunder and lightning attached to the light shield. As soon as anyone approaches, a strangely thick electric arc will immediately strike out unceremoniously.
Those who were lucky enough to dodge, but had no choice but to resist forcefully. As a result, the protective aura of the body was flashing, and for a while no one came close to it rashly.
But when these monks all looked at a place on the light screen, no thunder or lightning surged out. However, there were seven or eight Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves guarding there, all of them with gloomy expressions in a stalemate with these monks. Don't let others get close to you easily.
As a result, these people were naturally scolded by the other monks, but no one took action casually.
After all, the Poison Saint Sect is quite famous in Southern Xinjiang, and almost ten of the monks here are local monks from Southern Xinjiang, so naturally they don't dare to get into trouble easily.