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Ye Xiaochuan ignored a very important detail.
color.
When you first came in, the pagoda showed a faint blue color.
In Meng Po's Book of Shura, it is also clearly recorded that this tower is a demon-suppressing tower, made of blue and hell fluorite, which gathers the universe and can change time and space.
However, the color of the pagoda at this moment is blue-black.
This is why Ye Xiaochuan was just thinking about the fight between Wangcai and Big Head, and whoever loses will be thrown into the Youquan Pagoda to suppress him for tens of thousands of years, and then he remembered the record about this tower in the Book of Shura.
Ye Xiaochuan thought carefully and determined one thing, that is, the color change of the pagoda occurred when the nine doors were opened.
When he didn't unlock the secret of the death-seeking diagram, the pagoda was still dark blue.
Will the pagoda exist in two different colors?
Ye Xiaochuan had doubts about this.
Since it is clearly recorded in the Book of Shura that this tower is blue, there is no reason why it turned into blue-black after opening the nine doors.
There must be something wrong with some procedure.
Ye Xiaochuan quickly set his sights on the weird magic circle. This magic circle was triggered when the jade coin opened the jade mechanism. The magic circle has a large area, covering almost every part of the Xuanxu world.
Dense formation lines were also drawn in every corner, including the tower of Youquan Pagoda.
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If there is no problem with the pagoda itself, then it must be related to the mysterious magic circle left by the Wood God.
Thinking of this, he reached out and gently touched the lines of the magic circle.
Ye Xiaochuan had studied this array before. The array diagram and the array eyes were not carved, but more like they were painted with soluble luminous ink, and then integrated with the Xuanxu world.
When the Moon Seal Jade Coin opened the magic circle, the magic circle lines were also under the stone slab.
Ye Xiaochuan knew something about the magic circle, but he couldn't understand this magic circle.
But he always had a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen similar magic circles before.
He tried hard to recall the knowledge about the magic circle taught to him by Old Man Zhu Xin and Situ Feng, but he couldn't find any records about this magic circle, so Ye Xiaochuan didn't take it seriously.
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan's fingers gently touched the lines of the magic circle, sliding slowly along the lines of the formation diagram. Finally, his fingers landed on a place on the pagoda where many magic circle lines converged. This should be a formation of the magic circle.
Eye.
The world constructed by the Xuanxu Pearl suppresses everyone's cultivation, but it cannot suppress the spiritual power of cultivators.
That is the power of the soul.
So Ye Xiaochuan activated the power of his soul and slowly penetrated into the formation's eyes.
He could feel subtle energy fluctuations, which were not strong.
Just when Ye Xiaochuan was about to take back the power of his soul, suddenly, the spiritual power fluctuations that were not strong in the formation's eyes suddenly increased dozens of times.
A mysterious suction force came from the center of the formation.
Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and wanted to take back his fingers and his mental power, but to no avail.
The suction force continued to increase, and Ye Xiaochuan felt that his body was being sucked into the hole, which was only the size of a child's fist, and his whole body was in excruciating pain.
He wanted to scream, but no sound came out.
The next moment, Ye Xiaochuan was sucked into a whirlpool.
This vortex is like a time and space gate to another world, and it is colorful inside.
Ye Xiaochuan lost control of his body and fell rapidly at a speed that surpassed everything else.
He was shocked and called Ye Cha and others in his heart, but no one responded.
At this time, Ye Xiaochuan actually calmed down.
Ye Cha Xiaofeng and others all live in the sea of their souls, but now that I can't get in touch with them, there is only one possibility.
What was sucked in was not his physical body, but his soul!
This may be the key to cracking the Youquan Pagoda!
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan stopped struggling and allowed his body to fall rapidly.
His guess was not wrong. At this moment, his physical body was still standing under the Youquan Pagoda in the Xuanxu Realm, and he kept reaching out to touch the lines of the formation diagram on the tower.
But no one noticed that Ye Xiaochuan at this moment was just a body without a soul.
Ye Xiaochuan's spirit is like a free-falling stone, falling straight down with acceleration.
Everywhere you look, there are colorful spatial streams of light.
This space-time passage seems to be endless.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a stick of incense, maybe it was an hour, Ye Xiaochuan had long lost the sense of time.
Suddenly, the strong suction force began to weaken.
Slowly, Ye Xiaochuan was able to control his body.
When he stabilized his body, the surrounding scenery suddenly turned sideways.
The gorgeous and colorful alien space disappeared, replaced by an extremely desolate and lifeless world.
There is a blood-like red sun hanging above the head. The sunlight shining on the body does not make people feel warm, but instead makes people feel cold and cold.
The world beneath our feet is even more terrifying and weird.
The desolate wasteland with no visible edge is the kind where not a single blade of grass grows.
In the endless desolation, there is a huge bloody vortex.
The vortex was so big. When Ye Xiaochuan looked at it from above, it was at least a hundred miles in diameter.
The black vortex slowly rotated, and terrifying, eerie and desperate roars and screams came from the bloody vortex.
Ye Xiaochuan slowly flew closer, and his body suddenly stiffened.
I saw countless ghosts and ghosts struggling in the bloody vortex with a diameter of more than a hundred miles. A rough estimate is that the number of ghosts definitely exceeds hundreds of millions. These ghosts have been trapped in the bloody vortex for who knows how long. They
I tried hard to climb out of the bloody vortex, but I was firmly attracted by the suction of the vortex and couldn't climb out at all. Looking from above, I could only see countless pale streaks.
His arms were constantly protruding from the blood in layers.
There is a similar bloody vortex in Ye Xiaochuan's Jue of Immortality, but the Yin spirits imprisoned in the Jue of Immortality are not even a drop in the bucket compared to the number of Yin spirits in front of him.
"What place is this? Did I die? My soul came to the underworld?"
This thought came to Ye Xiaochuan's mind.
But it feels wrong.
There is only a whirlpool of blood that imprisons countless Yin spirits. If it is really the Six Paths of Reincarnation Pond, there should be the River of Huangquan next to it, the Naihe Bridge, and the old woman selling spicy soup on the bridge.
Just when he was confused, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Xiaoshan, you are finally here."
Ye Xiaochuan heard this and looked back.
I saw an elegant young man in a green shirt standing behind me at some point.
The young man's skin was slightly darker, his hair was tied up in a crown, his facial features were straight, his face was as sharp as a knife, and he exuded an aura of greatness similar to that of Confucianism.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that this person looked very familiar.
When he thought about it carefully, he was shocked. He shouted out loud: "Mu Shen?"
