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The first thousand one hundred and fifty-three chapters are confused Yuzun

Yu Zun, as one of the original Formation Eyes of the Immortal Mansion, stayed underground for about the same time as Qi Luo Xingjun was trapped in the mountain. He has been living in a hazy state since the day he was born with spiritual consciousness. Liu Qinghuan even suspected

It was only after she met the monk named Hui Zizhao that she truly opened up her spiritual wisdom.

Therefore, she herself cannot explain clearly what happened to her, such as why and why the true immortal text suddenly appeared.

"Did you feel anything strange?"

Yuzun lowered his head and looked at his dress. The lines of the real immortal inscriptions were still gathered at the hem of the dress and had not spread, so he shook his head.

"Then can you sense where the center of the barrier is?"

Yuzun's eyes were blank and innocent, and he continued to shake his head.

"Can't you even feel the general direction?"

"Well..." Yuzun pointed in the direction of the hill: "There!"

Master Qiming who asked the question was completely convinced: "I also know that there is a high probability that it is on the mountain... Oh forget it, it seems that we can't escape this time, let's talk about it after we go up."

Before going up the mountain, Ku Taoist said: "The top of this mountain should be where Lord Qi Luo Xing sits and sleeps every day. Brother Gui, don't you want to find the treasure of Xuantian? There are really two pieces left on it. Bring it with you then."

You go and see. However, this place is already covered by that killer cherry tree, so you need to take care of Liu Xiaoyou."

Gui Bugui clicked his tongue, muttered "Trouble", took out a black and white ball from his sleeve, and threw it at Liu Qinghuan's head - Liu Qinghuan was shocked by the hit and suddenly came to her senses!

"Well, what are you thinking about?"

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes and saw a Tai Chi figure hanging above his head and spinning continuously. The Yin fish and the Yang fish were connected end to end, and the black and white Qi flowed down from it, forming a curtain around him.

"This is?"

"This is the inner elixir of the Deep Netherworld Fish. I went to the Qingming Wilderness to hunt one. Now I'm giving you an advantage. I'll lend you those petals to defend against the killer cherry blossoms - remember to come back later!"

"Thank you, senior." Liu Qing said with a smile, and then looked at the Tai Chi diagram above his head.

How much does this guy like to hunt monsters? Sometimes it’s his eyes, sometimes he’s the inner alchemy, and he doesn’t know how many monsters and beasts he has harmed.

"I asked you, what were you in a daze just now?" Gui Bugui waved, "Let's go, go up the mountain!"

"Wait!" Liu Qinghuan quickly stopped the people who were already walking, pointed at the stone carvings at the intersection up the mountain, and said hesitantly: "These two stone carvings..."

"What's wrong with the stone sculptures?" Qiming turned around and said, "Don't worry, although they look a little weird, they didn't do anything strange when we came here before. They are dead."

The bitter Taoist also said: "Yes, there are many stone carvings like this on the mountain. They are probably carved from ancient extinct beasts. They may have been used to stabilize the mountain. There are no other abnormalities."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with confusion. He had seen such stone sculptures elsewhere, and that place was called Yin Yang Xu Tian!

However, it seems that now is not the time to explain, because it involves Yin Yang Xutian, which cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences.

Since the stone sculptures have never come back to life, even if they come to life, most of the ones in Yin Yang Xutian are harmless to people, so they should not be a big deal, right?

Liu Qinghuan temporarily put away his doubts and followed a few people up the mountain. However, when he passed the intersection, the eyeballs of the stone sculpture on the left with an eagle head, a python body, and turtle feet moved, and its sharp eyes fell on him!

Liu Qinghuan paused, and when he looked again, the hawk's eyes seemed not to move at all, staring straight ahead without any color.

It can’t be an illusion!

He frowned and secretly became more vigilant: similar stone carvings were all related to the law of time. It seemed that Lord Qi Luo Xing's cave had some unknown relationship with Yin Yang Xu Tian.

The petals of the murderous cherry blossoms were flying in the air, and as a few people walked slowly up the mountain, there were more and more petals. The cold murderous intent shuttled back and forth around them. Even though the road was wide, it gave people a feeling of walking on thin ice.

Several Mahayana monks did not dare to be careless and protected their bodies with magic weapons. They took every step with extreme caution, carefully avoiding the flying petals. When they couldn't avoid it, they took action to scatter them.

"Puff puff puff~" Countless filaments flew out of the whisk in the hand of the Taoist monk, accurately smashing each approaching petal. The little bits of debris were bright red, like blood drops all over the sky, and the killing intent was as fine as a needle.

When he fell, he was swung away by Master Qiming with his big sleeve.

But Gui Bugui was even more brutal. He took out his extremely heavy sword and slashed it out, clearing a large area like a wind and a lingering cloud.

Liu Qinghuan was the most relaxed. Following them, even half of the petals could not get close, so his attention was mostly focused on the surrounding environment. He found that the ground here was no longer full of star maps, but was replaced by some strange patterns, either circles or

Square, triangle or spiral, they appear extremely mysterious and unpredictable.

There are them on the ground, pillars, walls, and even roof tiles.

"Seniors, these patterns...are some kind of characters?"

Gui Bugui took some time out of his busy schedule to glance at her and simply said: "I don't know him."

Still the Taoist monk replied: "I'm not sure if it's writing. Even if it is, it's been lost long ago and we can't identify it."

"Don't worry about whether the text is written or not." Master Qiming shouted: "Let's go to the main hall first. These petals are too annoying."

In front of him was a towering sapphire palace. Qi Ming clapped his palm and the door of the palace opened with a bang.

Several people flew in, and as soon as they entered the hall, their murderous intent disappeared, and the bright red petals were blocked outside the door.

A huge square tripod, about one foot tall, was placed in the center of the hall. Light green smoke floated out from the edge of the tripod cover, and the whole hall seemed to be floating in clouds and mist.

"Hahaha!" Gui Bugui laughed three times and ran towards Fang Ding with joy in his eyes: "Sure enough, there is a good baby!"

Liu Qinghuan was about to follow him to take a look, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes. He stopped and asked, "Really?"

Yu Zun came closer and whispered in his ear like a thief: "I know this one."

"What..." Liu Qinghuan followed her outstretched finger and looked at the still shaking palace door. There was a pattern on it that looked like an eye, but the eye was packed with sharp spindle-shaped pieces. She couldn't help but be surprised.

.

"you know?!"

Yuzun nodded seriously: "This picture is a warning."

"warn?"

"Well, warn us not to get close." As she said this, she probably wanted to prove that she really knew those patterns. After searching for a moment, she found another pattern on the ground not far away.

"There's one here too!" She happily ran over and lowered her head to identify it carefully, but her expression became a little confused: "Hey, this means...left, right, left?"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked and didn't have time to ask why she recognized these strange patterns: "Is it left or right?"

Yu Zun hesitated for a moment, and finally confirmed: "Left."

Liu Qinghuan looked to the left. The hall was extremely large, but except for the square tripod in the middle, there was nothing else. It seemed empty.

At this time, others finally noticed something strange about the two of them, and Gui Bugui shouted from afar: "Little Liu, what are you doing?"

Liu Qinghuan's face was a little complicated and she said: "Senior, I really said she knows these patterns."

The three Mahayana monks were all surprised, and Gui Bugui strode over: "How do you know her? Wait, what does this mean?"

Zhenzhen said: "It says to go left and go all the way to the wall."

"Go to the left and go until..." Gui Bugui screamed, pointing to the pattern of two rings set together and supported by two curved thin lines: "Such a simple picture, say

Such a long sentence?"

"Yeah!" Zhenzhen nodded firmly.

"It seems that she really knows them." Master Qiming said, looking at her and asking: "So why do you know these patterns?"

"Um, um..." Zhenzhen hesitated for a while, his expression became dazed: "I don't know, I didn't recognize it at first, but Liu..."

She glanced at Liu Qinghuan: "They said these were words, so I looked at them carefully, and then I slowly remembered that I had seen these words before."

Qiming asked: "Where have you seen it? What else do you remember?"

"Remember..." Zhenzhen blinked: "No more."

Liu Qinghuan and the others were immediately speechless, but along the way, everyone had gotten used to her confusion. If they said it was gone, it probably would be gone.

Qiming said: "What do you think?"

"What do you think? Didn't she say to go to the left until you reach the wall?" Gui Bugui said, turned around and walked to the left. When he reached the wall, he immediately shouted: "Come on, come on, there is one here too."

Character."

Zhenzhen approached and said, "Follow the wall and walk thirty steps."

So, under her guidance, several cultivators found a few more patterns, walked back and forth in the hall, and finally walked back to the huge square tripod.

"What are you doing!" Gui Bugui said dissatisfied: "What's going on after a long time of tossing and coming back!"

She really searched for it but couldn't find the word. Liu Qinghuan's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a pattern carved on the high roof beam and pointed it out to her.

This time, she took a little longer to identify, and then she suddenly bent down, twisted her body again, raised one hand, and twisted her fingers into flowers with the other, assuming a rather weird posture.

"You..." Liu Qinghuan said, but he heard a "dong" sound behind him, as if someone swallowed saliva.

It's just that the swallowing sound was too loud, it resounded clearly in the hall, and even produced an echo.

Liu Qinghuan's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the big cauldron, only to see a figure lying on the lid of the cauldron amid the green smoke, in a twisted state, with a mouth that was almost split to the base of his ears, looking at them with a ferocious smile!


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