On the top of the mountain, a rather vast flat land suddenly appeared, with wild grass and broken walls everywhere. However, the towering pillars still told the glory of the past, and the collapsed palaces could vaguely see the beauty of the past. Every time
The remaining exquisite carvings and every broken piece of beauty silently show the beauty of the fairy tower in the past.
However, now all this is submerged in the desolate mist, leaving only endless lamentation and sorrow.
"This, here..." Liang Jing'an hesitated: "It can't be the relics of some sect or family, right?"
He turned his head, only to find that Liu Qinghuan's face was quite solemn, and he asked in confusion: "Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips tightly, holding the Qingming Meditation Pendant in her hand, and her eyes were as bright as bright lights. This was a manifestation of his ability to destroy delusion to the extreme, and said at the same time: "Do you think everything in front of you is an illusion?"
"What!" Liang Jing'an was shocked, a layer of blazing yellow light emerged from his hand, and said: "My magic weapon that breaks illusions doesn't have a warning, what about yours?"
Liu Qinghuan shook his head. Not only did Qingming Jingxin remain calm as usual, but he also didn't notice anything unusual with his Pandora's Eyes: "But the sudden appearance of such ruins on the sea makes people suspicious."
He thought about how he had fought so hard to kill the fourth-level monster ape. If it was a lie, he felt like vomiting blood.
However, last night, he took a short trip to Songxi Cave Tiantu and planted the Nine-leaf Ziyun Ginseng in the medicinal field.
The Nine-Leaf Ziyun Ginseng has not grown yet and should not be left in the soil for a long time. In the meantime, he encountered Ying Niang strolling over with her soul, and she stood aside to watch while he was setting up the magic circle in the medicinal field.
If the Nine-leaf Ziyun Ginseng was transformed into an illusion, it would not be able to appear in the Songxi Cave Heaven Picture. It should have disappeared when it entered the picture, and with Ying Niang's eyesight, she would have reminded him.
So it can be seen that he was not fascinated by the illusion before killing the monster ape and collecting spiritual grass, so this ruin is real?
Liu Qinghuan was very confused, looked at each other and took out the magic weapon in unison with Liang Jing'an.
The two of them bombed wildly as usual, but apart from blasting the forest and a few stone pillars closest to them into pieces, they did not find any abnormalities in spatial distortion.
Liang Jing'an scratched his hair and stopped: "If it is an illusion, this illusion is too strong. After being bombarded by us like this, there is not even a single flaw. Let me tell you..."
The excitement on his face gradually grew stronger, and he spoke earnestly and sincerely: "Brother Liu, I think you are too suspicious. Maybe some hidden sect opened its doors here before, and then it was destroyed or moved due to some accident."
If you leave, this place will be deserted."
Liu Qinghuan knew that Liang Jing'an was interested in hunting for treasures, so she thought about it and smiled: "Indeed, maybe I am really paranoid."
"Haha, let's go in quickly!" Liang Jing'an said, unable to help but look inside.
They stayed outside for a long time, and the morning light was already bright. Most of the fog that had flowed between the ruins had dissipated, and the ruins hidden among the overgrown weeds were clearer again, with warm sunlight.
Sprinkled on the grass blades, the dewdrops on them sparkled with crystal clear brilliance.
The two slowly walked into the ruins, and the previous layout could still be vaguely seen inside. In front of them was a row of gatehouses that had been eroded into piles of rocks, followed by a lush wild forest, but it was conceivable that it had been neatly planned before.
Garden. A long straight corridor passes through it. It can be vaguely seen that it is paved with smooth and fine square stones, and it goes all the way to the depths.
Everywhere in these ruins are the glory of the past.
Although the fog here can hinder his spiritual consciousness, Liu Qinghuan still completely let go of his spiritual consciousness. The doubts in his heart made him extremely vigilant, not letting go of any suspicious places.
Liang Jing'an pointed to the right: "Brother Liu, look at the tree over there."
Liu Qinghuan looked along his finger and saw a flower tree with pink pistils growing beside the dry stream: "That's Mengluo. Although it is a spiritual tree, it can only be used for viewing. It doesn't look like this here.
The old site of the sect, the layout of the general sect is not arranged like this, the predecessor is most likely a family that cultivates immortality."
"Brother Liu is also very familiar with the aristocratic family? Can you find a place like their treasure house?"
"I don't know many aristocratic families, so where can I find them?"
Liang Jing'an shrugged: "Okay, then we have to find it slowly."
"We must pay attention to whether there are any restrictions." Liu Qinghuan said: "Whether it is a sect or a family, there may be residual restrictions."
The two of them gradually went deep into the ruins. Apart from many ornamental spiritual trees and flowers, the collapsed palaces were empty and there was nothing.
Liang Jing'an said: "Isn't this ruins really just a ruin, with not even a hair on it. Brother Liu, how about we look for it separately?"
Just as Liu Qinghuan was about to reply, he heard a sharp cry coming from the depths of the ruins.
The two of them looked at each other and flew out of the collapsed hall in unison, heading in one direction.
Liang Jing'an asked: "Can you tell what the sound was just now? It was so unpleasant that I wanted to cut off my ears."
"Maybe it's some kind of monster."
Halfway there, Liu Qinghuan's expression changed: "Wait a minute, there seems to be someone over there!"
"What..." Liang Jing'an immediately stopped and asked in surprise: "Why is there someone here?"
He reacted very quickly and took out the water mirror, only to see a green dot on it very close to them: "Hey, there really is one! A fellow Taoist has also found it here, but I don't know who it is."
Liu Qinghuan moved a little closer to her body, her figure immediately disappeared, and she said through a message: "There is more than one person."
Liang Jinghuan was stunned.
The two of them hid themselves, walked around a semi-dried pond, and climbed up a small slope. They heard the noise in front of them getting louder and louder, including not only the shouts of people, but also the sharp squeaks they had heard before.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be surprised by the scene that appeared in front of her through the gaps in the leaves.
It wasn't because he saw the old casual cultivator named Song Jing again. Although he seemed to be a handsome and handsome young man at this time, Liu Qinghuan had seen him in this skin before when he regretted the cliff.
, so I recognized him at a glance.
It wasn't because with him, there were four other golden elixir monks who were obviously from this world.
But, the things that are fighting with these people are really weird looking!
The body of the half-foot-long gray-white insect is covered with pustules leaking mucus, and sparsely covered with vertical black hairs one after another, like iron wires inserted into its body, shining sharply.
There are two bulging bumps on the bumpy head, which look like eyes. Below is a petal-like mouth, with a thin and long mouthpart protruding from it. There are several more under his body.
The short and thick claws are quite fast when pulling rapidly.
These things are like monsters that only appear in nightmares. They look disgusting and terrifying, and there are quite a few of them. There are twenty or thirty of them in sight, blocking several monks in the middle!