Liu Qinghuan couldn't say anything about Xu Suhui's choice to stay.
The other five monks did not come over to say hello before leaving. The female monk named Mingzhu glared at him fiercely, and then accompanied by her companions, they flew over the mass grave, crossed the blood river, and entered the palace.
Liu Qinghuan followed them with his eyes until they disappeared into the mist in the distance.
Jingjue was busy walking among the tattered armors scattered on the ground, saving them one by one. Xu Su followed him with great interest to watch what he was doing, and sometimes took advantage of the gaps to ask a few questions.
Liu Qinghuan sat down on the spot and silently looked at the ever-gloomy sky in Bugui Ruins. He was a little worried and didn't know how Yun Zheng was handling it.
After another half an hour, Yun Zheng finally walked out of the array of colorful snakes, tossing an inch-long white bone in his hand, with a relaxed and comfortable expression on his face.
Liu Qing smiled and said, "Okay?"
"Of course it's good." Yun Zheng came over, sat down next to him, and threw the bones in his hand to him: "Not bad, I got a piece of spiritual bone, which can be used to refine magic weapons."
This piece of white bone was like a piece of white fat jade, cool to the touch, smooth and flawless. After Liu Qinghuan looked at it, he handed it back to Yun Zheng.
Xu Su and Jingjue had already walked over, and he simply introduced them: "This is my good friend, Yun Zheng."
Xu Su smiled and greeted Yun Zheng, and asked in surprise: "You two have the same surname?"
"Cough, cough." Yun Zheng suppressed a smile after hearing this.
Liu Qinghuan touched his nose: "My real name is Liu Qinghuan. I just gave it a pseudonym because it is convenient for walking."
Xu Su understood: "Are you all from Yunmengze Continent?"
Jingjue blinked and raised the wooden sign: "I'm not. Where is Yun Mengze?"
Yunzheng hugged Jingjue's neck: "Little monk, Yunmengze is a place thousands of times better than Xiaofeng Continent. It is full of spiritual energy and has many spiritual creatures..."
After a round of deception, the simple Jingjue was so fascinated that he finally talked about going back to the Yuncheng family with Yunzheng as a guest...
Liu Qinghuan laughed secretly, and finally freed Jingjue from Yunzheng's clutches, and asked: "It's getting late now, and I'm afraid it will be dark in another hour. Do you think we should enter the general's tomb now, or pass by?"
Can you come in again tonight?"
Yun Zheng spread his hands and said it didn't matter.
Xu Su said: "It's best to go in tomorrow. The night in Bugui Ruins is much more dangerous than the day. I tried to persuade those people before, but they didn't listen. Alas!"
Liu Qinghuan nodded and said: "Maybe they feel that there is not much difference between day and night near the General's Tomb. The ghost army here is much stronger and is not affected by day and night."
The four of them agreed to go in again tomorrow, and Yunzheng quickly put away the five-flowered snake array and rearranged a protective array.
After sitting down, Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully: "I remember that before entering the Bugui Ruins, other people mentioned the Bugui Ruins and said that it was very dangerous and dangerous. If you don't go back, it is difficult to go back. But after entering, I
I have a feeling that the rumors are a bit exaggerated? Fellow Daoist Xu, you are from the Sao Feng Continent, and you should know this place best among us. What do you think?"
Xu Su thought about it for a while and then said: "Before entering, I did understand it. As for the dangers, everyone who has entered Bugui Ruins will admit it. The ever-present sad wind, blood rain, and blood clouds,
All kinds of monsters, monsters, and plants soaked in resentment and death, as well as wandering ghosts, are indeed dangerous enough for an ordinary foundation-building monk."
He looked at Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng: "I think you and this fellow Taoist Yun are already the best among the foundation-building monks."
Then he looked at Jingjue, who had been listening quietly: "As for the little master Jingjue, although his cultivation level is slightly lower, his Buddhist skills can restrain ghosts, so you think it is not dangerous along the way. What I know
, when we first entered the Ruins of No Return, there were many people who couldn't stand the resentment and cruelty contained in the Wind of Grief, and some even exploded to death."
He sighed and said: "When I came in, I was walking with three female cultivators. One of them was hit hard as soon as she entered, and she hurriedly crushed the orb and exited. Later, another one was hit by a cloud of blood.
Killed by invisible things. Along the way, I met many other monks, and some of them died without knowing how they died."
Is this really the case? Liu Qinghuan could not let go of the doubts in her heart.
"But..." Xu Su muttered: "The ghosts I encountered along the way are not as powerful as the rumors say. It is said that there is a very powerful ghost everywhere in the Ruins of No Return, as if guarding the city.
The generals are average, and their strength is mostly above the foundation building stage."
Yun Zheng, who had been silent for the whole time, continued: "It seems that either something big happened here, or those guys are all concentrated in that ruined palace!"
"That strange Xiao sound..." Xu Su's face became serious.
Several people looked towards the general's tomb.
As night fell, vague whispers like weeping could be heard in the wind.
Yun Zheng stretched himself and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, we'll know what's going on when we get in tomorrow. It's useless to think about it now."
He kicked Liu Qinghuan: "Cook, what are you going to eat today?"
Liu Qinghuan...
So my friend is a gourmand who even cultivates immortality, and he is also a young man with no talent for cooking. He asked for it when he became a cook.
A night of silence.
On the second day, the four of them packed up their things and prepared to enter the general's tomb.
As he flew over the mass graves, Liu Qinghuan looked at the dead bones.
Once upon a time, each of these white bones represented a living life. After death here, the flesh and blood rotted and melted into the earth, leaving only pale bones stacked on top of each other, no matter how windy or rainy they were, they would never have peace.
Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly and came to the sky above the blood river in front of the palace.
This river was originally supposed to be used to protect the city. It was dozens of feet wide, filled with blood and filthy water.
"Don't fall." Yunzheng's eyes were silver: "There is something in the river."
Xu Su glanced at his eyes curiously, and without asking any questions, took the lead and flew across the Blood River, entering the former Zhao Kingdom Palace through the gap in the collapsed palace wall.
The palace walls are towering, blocking most of the outside view. Once inside, you find that although the palace is dilapidated, it still shows the luxury of its heyday everywhere.
The ground was paved with extremely high-quality sapphire. Although it was seriously damaged, its beauty was still there. From the cracks in the sapphire, weeds and willows grew out in succession, extending in all directions, forming an abandoned square. The palace closest to them was still there.
Two miles away, it is decorated with gold, silver, and carved beams and painted buildings.
There was dead silence.
The monks who entered before them left no trace, as if they had been swallowed up by this strange and oppressive palace.
Yun Zheng's consciousness swept away, and he landed under the palace wall. He leaned over and dug out a broken stone that was half buried in the soil.
Liu Qinghuan took a look: "This is... the formation stone of the city defense formation?"
There are some complex lines carved very deeply on this stone.
Yunzheng nodded and looked over it over and over again: "This magic circle was forcibly broken. There are traces of the explosion of spiritual energy on the formation pattern, but this piece is too small and I can't tell what kind of formation it is."
Xu Su was secretly surprised when he heard this, and took the stone and looked through it. However, with his superficial knowledge of formations, he couldn't see any traces: "Fellow Daoist Yun, your formations are so brilliant, even after such a long time."
Everybody can see it.”
Yun Zheng only smiled faintly.
He was not familiar with Xu Su, so he didn't say much. However, he liked Jingjue very much, probably because the young monk had a pure mind.
"Let's go." Liu Qinghuan greeted, and the four of them took out their magic weapons, cautiously crossed the palace gates one after another, and explored the depths of the Zhao Kingdom's palace.