Looking at the open black stone door, Luo Hong felt an unreal feeling.
Is it too simple?
Could it be a trap?
As soon as similar thoughts came to his mind, Luo Hong shook his head.
It can't be a trap!
There is no way that an ancient cultivator who can own such a cave would value anything about me.
After understanding this, Luo Hong no longer hesitated and strode into the black stone door.
What you see is a vast expanse of white, with no palaces, pavilions, or sacred mountains or springs in sight.
But after only a moment of doubt, Luo Hong saw a flower in front of him. He came from the underground to the top of a green mountain. The sky above his head was clear and bright, slightly similar to the sky in the Bloody Forbidden Land.
In front of him is an aura of white jade table with an exquisite tea set placed on it.
As the breeze blew by, Luo Hong's nose moved and he smelled an extremely fresh scent. He looked around and saw a green tree about ten feet tall.
It seemed that Luo Hong's arrival had triggered the ban. Two slender leaves as long as fingernails fell off the treetops and fell leisurely into the teapot on the white jade table.
Could this be the Enlightenment Tea?
There is no fire or water here. Could it be that this tea is chewed dry?
At this moment, there was a strange sound of "caracara" in his ears. Luo Hong, who had been alert all the time, looked up and saw a maid puppet wearing a skirt walking towards her with difficulty step by step.
The abnormal sound came from her joints. It seemed that it was in disrepair and some part was broken.
"senior?"
Luo Hong called out tentatively, but the maid puppet did not respond. She walked to the white jade table and stretched out a green jade finger and placed it on the teapot.
Then, under Luo Hong's dumbfounded gaze, some kind of clear water-like spiritual liquid "gurgled" out of the outstretched fingers of the maid puppet.
Hmm... maybe it's really water, because Luo Hong can't feel the aura.
After a while, the teapot was mostly filled with clear spiritual liquid. At this time, the stored clear spiritual liquid seemed to be poured out. The maid puppet tapped the teapot twice to let the last drop of clear spiritual liquid fall into the teapot.
Immediately, "she" put the lid on the pot on the side, lit a golden flame in her other hand, and started to brew tea.
Although he couldn't feel the firepower of the golden flame, Luo Hong understood that the fire must be extraordinary. It was because his own spiritual level was too low that he was blocked.
The maid puppet had been standing in a fixed posture since the tea was made. Luo Hong was very interested in this so-called enlightenment tea, so he sat at the end of the white jade table and watched.
A few hours later, Luo Hong looked at the teapot that was still not hot at all, and couldn't help but suspect that the golden flame was the tip of the silver wax gun.
It seems that this tea cannot be brewed in a short time.
Luo Hong took out the Four Elephant Moving Talisman and sensed it. This time he did not sense the earth element material in the inn. Either the place where he was was beyond the sensing distance of this talisman, or the space restriction here was intact, blocking this place.
The feeling of talisman.
There is a layer of cyan light shield on the top of the peak, which is probably used to protect the Enlightenment Tea tree. Luo Hong knew that he would not be able to get out without even trying.
Of course, he does not dare to touch anything here to avoid triggering the ban. In the absence of the owner, the ban does not matter whether you are a distinguished guest or not, and the person who triggers the ban will definitely be killed immediately.
If the stone statue of the basin hadn't said it would invite him to tea, Luo Hong wouldn't want to get involved with it, even the white jade table and case.
"According to this situation, I am trapped here before the Enlightenment Tea is brewed. If the owner of this place is still here, he should have come here to have a pleasant chat with me. Research-oriented immortal cultivators are extremely rare.
It's a pity not to be able to meet him.
After all, regardless of my cultivation level, I should be the most qualified person to call the owner of this place ‘fellow Taoist’.”
The strange phenomenon when the stone statue of the basin was weighing the secret records represented the importance that the owner of this place attached to his research results, which made Luo Hong feel very proud.
Since embarking on the path of scientific cultivation, Luo Hong has been lonely, studying alone, experimenting alone, and enjoying the results alone. In his heart, he also longs for a friend with whom he can communicate and brag about his achievements.
"Senior, it is a great fate that you and I can meet each other after so many years. Please don't harm me."
After muttering to himself, Luo Hong found a clean place to sit cross-legged and started practicing.
The external spiritual pressure here can be as high as thousands. For Luo Hong, it is a blessed land of immortals. Breathing can increase his cultivation. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity.
However, what Luo Hong didn't know was that when he closed his eyes, the eyes of the maid puppet suddenly started to move, and he looked at Luo Hong sitting on the ground strangely.
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What Luo Hong didn't even know was that his estimate of the extent of the Chiyang Mountain Formation's damage was still a bit inadequate.
Not only did the spatial restraints of this formation fail, but the ordinary restraints that blocked movement were also destroyed.
Therefore, the three earthquakes caused by Luo Hong have completely thrown Chiyang Mountain into chaos.
The monks of the Li family thought that evil cultivators were coming again, so they formed a guard in a panic.
Li Mingyi sent a Li family monk who was in the late stage of Qi refining to go to Huang Maple Valley to visit the city at full speed to find Luo Hong.
Li Mingli was in charge of the mortal miners who had evacuated from the mine. This time there was a huge commotion, but it did not cause the mine tunnel to collapse, so these mortal miners were still in the mood to gather together and make random guesses. Some said that the mountain god grandpa appeared, and some
Some say it's an earth dragon turning over, and more say it's an evildoer causing trouble!
The Demon Flame Sect monks hiding in various parts of Chiyang Mountain are even more frightened and confused. Although they don't know the sect's specific plan in Chiyang Mountain, there is no doubt that there is a big move.
As a result, before they could take action, something happened in Chiyang Mountain, which inevitably made them worry about the success or failure of the sect's plan.
If they were defeated, these low-level disciples would most likely have their souls extracted and refined by the high-level demonic cultivators who vented their anger!
In the spirit gathering formation, the middle-aged monk's expression was extremely ugly. He must be blamed for something like this happening while he was here.
Just as he was about to enter the mine to check, his spiritual consciousness sensed a summons. After his eyes flashed a few times, the middle-aged monk turned into an invisible ray of light and disappeared from his residence.
After a while, in an ordinary forest more than ten miles away from Chiyang Mountain, the middle-aged monk appeared.
"Xing Wuyou has met the young master."
I saw that after the middle-aged monk saluted to a deserted pile of rocks, a wave of light spread out on the pile of rocks, revealing a group of Demon Flame Sect monks dressed as evil cultivators.
The leader was a young man with an extremely lunar complexion. He was only in his mid-twenties, and his cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, but Xing Duyou, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of pill formation, was willing to bow his head and salute.
"Elder Xing, why did the emergency report come from Chiyang Mountain? But what did the people of the Seven Sects discover?"
The young man from Lunar Calendar had a calm tone with no intention of reprimanding, but it made Xing Duyou sweat on his back, and he did not dare to reply carelessly:
"The people of the seven sects have not seen through our sect's plot. The foundation-building monk from the Yellow Maple Valley who is stationed here went to a trade fair to visit the market many days ago. The ghost hand kept staring at him without any movement.
Therefore, this elder speculates that there is a problem with the Mingyang Flowing Fire Formation in the heart of the mountain due to changes in the earth's veins, causing Chiyang Mountain to continuously tremble."
"The Yellow Maple Valley monk is quite interesting. First, he helped us speed up the opening of the mine tunnel. Then, when there was something unusual in Chiyang Mountain, he went to Fangshi a hundred miles away in advance. What he did could avoid death. He should be a good person.
A person with profound blessings.”
Next to the young man in the Lunar Calendar, a monk in the alchemy stage with a beard that was half black and half white and as thin as a withered bone said with great interest.
"The Three Tribulations Demon Fire practiced by Elder Mo needs the blood sacrifice of this kind of person with deep blessings. When the event is completed, I will order the ghost hands to capture him.
Elder Xing, do you have any objection?"
The young man from Lunar Calendar asked in harmony.
"Since Senior Brother Mo is of great use, I naturally handed that boy over to Senior Brother Mo. How can my personal grudge be more important than Senior Brother's Demonic Fire Cultivation."
Xing Wuyou felt cold, the young master was trying to beat him.
Because he had been ordered around by Luo Hong for three years, Xing Wuyou said that he would kill Luo Hong with his own hands. At that time, the young master smiled and agreed, but now he has canceled the matter.
The life of Luo Hong, a monk in the foundation building stage, is small, but the meaning of the young master's accusation is big.
"This earthquake in Chiyang Mountain will definitely attract some attention from the seven sects. The situation within the formation also needs to be clarified. Although the Qingyang Demonic Fire Flag has not been completely refined, it can be used.
If this earthquake is really what Elder Xing said, then the power of the Ming Yang Flowing Fire Formation will be further reduced. Even the incompletely refined Qing Yang Demonic Fire Flag is very likely to break the formation. Elder Xing, what do you think?
Woolen cloth?"
The young man in the lunar calendar smiled slightly, just like the daily greetings between neighbors.
Xing Wuyou's face turned pale when he heard this. Of course he understood the meaning of the young master's words. He did not dare to hesitate too much and gritted his teeth and said:
"This elder is willing to use the Qingyang Demonic Fire Flag to break the formation for the young master!"
Qingyang Demonic Fire is one of the supreme magical powers of the Demonic Flame Sect. Unless one has practiced the corresponding supreme magical power, others relying on external objects to drive it will inevitably damage their longevity.
"Very good, then Elder Xing will accompany me down. Elder Mo will be responsible for leading people to perform a show with the monks of the Li family outside Chiyang Mountain. Remember, if we fail to retrieve the treasure for a day, we will become evil cultivators."
The young man in the Lunar Calendar rarely became serious and warned the two of them.
"I will obey the orders of the young master!"
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Everyone responded in unison and immediately took action.
Elder Mo used a small hammer magic weapon to scatter the Li family monks headed by Li Mingyi. The other demon cultivators in the Qi refining stage immediately rushed forward and started fighting with the scattered Li family monks.
Lunar Youth and Xing Guyou took advantage of the situation and led several foundation-building disciples into the mine without anyone noticing. After walking quickly for a while, they met Li Mingli who was waiting at the collapsed mine tunnel.
"Ghost Eyes, have you found anyone suspicious these days?"
As soon as Xing Duyou asked, a demonic monk with a black robe and a ghostly face appeared from the shadows. His cultivation was in the late stage of foundation building.
"Elder, everything is as usual."
Ghost Eye's voice was extremely hoarse and he responded without emotion.
"How many of the mine tunnels are still open?"
The young man from Lunar Li looked at the frightened Li Mingli and asked.
"There are still more than thirty feet."
Li Mingli didn't dare to raise his head and replied in a trembling voice.
"Well, just take action and clear the mine tunnel quickly."
The young man from Lunar Wave gently waved his hand, and a group of foundation-building demon cultivators behind him took turns to go into battle, showing off their magical powers and working extremely hard to clean up the mine tunnels, as if they all wanted to show off in front of their young master.
Three hours later, a rugged passageway was blasted out of the collapsed mine tunnel that originally required a group of mortal miners to dig for more than a month.
The young man from Lunar Calendar did not wait for those foundation-building demon cultivators to recover their mana, and immediately led Xing Duyou forward.
After walking through a long stone wall passage, the Lunar Youth and others came to the place where Luo Hong had stood.
When they saw the red spirit shield that shone even more powerfully than three years ago, all of them looked overjoyed, except for Xing Wuyou, whose expression was indifferent, with a hint of hatred.
"Great. According to the ancestor, this is the precursor of the collapse of the formation. This formation has reached its weakest point. Elder Xing should take action quickly!"
The young man in the lunar calendar could no longer maintain his enigmatic attitude and shouted excitedly, just like ordinary people in the market.
"As commanded."
Xing Duyou didn't dare to disobey. The other party was the direct descendant of the old demon Qingyang. In the Demon Flame Sect, except for the few Nascent Soul old monsters who rarely showed up, they were worth more than ten thousand people.
It would make him, Elder Xing, disappear into ashes.
I saw that Xing Duyou pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a green-bottomed golden crow flag flew out of his storage bag, and it immediately grew from the size of a palm to a large flag two feet long.
At this time, it can be clearly seen that the circle of runes surrounding the Golden Crow on the flag is incomplete. It seems that it is the place where the sacrifice has not been completed.
As soon as the Qingyang Devil Fire Flag came out, it absorbed Xing Wuyou's magic power and even affected the essence in his body, which shocked him.
If too much Jingyuan is lost, it will not be a matter of losing more than ten years of life. The price will be at least three or four times higher!
The occurrence of such an accident must be related to the fact that the flag has not been refined. Xing Duyou could not bear to resent the young man named Lunar and the elder Mo, and tried his best to curb the loss of essence in his body, so he had to find a way to interrupt the magic power of the Qingyang Demonic Fire Flag.
supply.
"Elder Xing, don't panic. Do you know what is inside this formation?"
The young man from Lunar Calendar immediately guessed Xing Wuyou's plan and spoke first.
"If this elder's guess is correct, the formation should be the cave of an ancient monk."
Xing Duyou had previously made sacrifices to save his life, but now that most of his life was about to be lost, he had much less scruples about the young master's identity, and his voice was cold and authentic.
Although there were many treasures in the Ancient Xiu Cave, they were definitely not something that he, a first-level Dan-formation monk, could get his hands on, so he had no intention of fighting for them.
"It is true that it is the cave of ancient monks, but does Elder Xing know whose cave it is?"
The young man in the Lunar Calendar turned his back and faced the black stone door behind the red spirit mask and asked and answered:
"This place is the cave where the innocent people are asked. I don't need to tell you what to do. I, the Demon Flame Sect, will reward you for your merits."
As soon as the four words "Wen Tian Ren" came into his ears, Xing Wuyou couldn't help but feel confused. It was true that the name of this ancient cultivator was so well known in the Demon Flame Sect!
The Demon Flame Sect's mountain-protecting formation, the Nine Yin Luo Po Formation, is the fragment of this person's formation.
In addition, a supreme magical skill in the sect, "Taiyin Demon Refining Technique", is also closely related to this person!