It was not difficult for Wu Jie to find a reason to release his sword light.
Just as everyone was searching the room, he suddenly covered his head, pretending to be dizzy, and said in a low voice: "The layout here...the formation here...I seem to have seen it in some ancient book...
"Huh? Are you serious about what you said?" Master Feng Yin immediately rushed to his side and looked at him nervously.
"It's been too long...the memory of my previous life is incomplete..." Wu Jie made a painful expression, "Let me think about it...think about it..."
He thought about it for more than a quarter of an hour after "thinking about it". He used this time to practice the strange sword-carrying route in the world of heavenly books. Then he opened his eyes and showed a confident look.
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Seeing his expression, the monks immediately cheered up and asked questions one after another.
"This is the Sumeru Mustard Seed Formation. If we continue along this road honestly, we may be able to reach the end - but it may take tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of miles. I have a way.
, can weaken the effectiveness of this formation and greatly save our time moving forward."
"Is there any danger in that method? Will it cause any bad changes?" Master Tiandu asked in a deep voice as he is an experienced person after all.
"Probably not. This is a means to temporarily weaken the mustard seeds of Sumeru and will not affect the ruins themselves." Wu Jie explained to them according to Jasmine's instructions, "In fact, the ruins are still the same ruins, but we are in the ruins.
We have been reduced in size and become like dust. After using this method, the ruins will not change in any way, but we will become much larger - maybe we will turn from dust into ants."
"From dust to ants, they are countless times bigger."
"Yes, it can save a lot of time."
Originally, time was not a precious resource for those who practiced Taoism. However, there was a huge temptation ahead, and no one really wanted to wait for even a quarter of an hour. When they heard that Wu Jie had such a method, they couldn't help but urge him.
stand up.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Wu Jie took a deep breath, released his sword light, and shuttled back and forth in the air.
His method was like using sword light as a pen and space as paper to draw a huge talisman out of thin air. When the entire talisman was completed, there was only a "buzzing" sound, and everyone felt that the entire space was filled with energy.
With a sudden shock, the originally extremely spacious and huge small room turned into an ordinary large room. Although the nearly twenty people standing in it were still spacious, they were no longer as small as before.
Looking up, there is no longer chaos above the head, but a clear ceiling. It can be seen that the top of the head is still part of the ruins.
"Fellow Taoist is really amazing," Master Feng Yin couldn't help but praise, "I claim to be well-informed, but I've never seen fellow Taoist use such methods. It's really unbelievable."
Wu Jie smiled as if nothing had happened. He could not tell at all that he had suffered a lot from the strange spell cast just now: "Now that I have neutralized a lot of the Xumi Mustard Seed formation, everyone should take advantage of the moment and move on."
Everyone agreed in unison, and under the leadership of Master Tiandu, they hurried forward along the corridor.
Deep in the ruins, in a simple room, just when Wu Jie was casting a spell to weaken the Sumeru Mustard Seed Formation, a cry of surprise rang out.
"It's strange that the Sumeru Mustard Seed Space on the outer surface of Duobao Pagoda suddenly became weaker. If it weren't blocked by the Sumeru Mustard Seed Seed Space, it would be terrible for the bad luck in this tower to flow out."
"No, I'm going to find Talling to find out what's going on."
Before he finished speaking, a red shadow flashed past, and the room returned to calm.
In another part of the ruins, in a gray hall, a deep voice came from a wriggling black shadow.
"Space... has changed... bad luck... has increased... absorbing more bad luck... becoming stronger... getting stronger..."
The sound was vague and mixed with the hissing sound of snakes, which sounded very strange. With this sound, the black shadow squirmed faster, and an infinite gray aura was pushed from the end of the hall.
The door opened a small crack and poured out, being absorbed by the black shadow.
The more gray breath you inhale, the more powerful the black shadow's own breath becomes. But this powerful breath reveals an uncontrollable madness, like a person who has gone completely crazy.
Wu Jie and the others were unaware of all these changes. Because the Sumeru Mustard Seed Formation was weakened, their advance speed was greatly accelerated. It only took a quarter of an hour or two to pass through the second corridor.
Tiandu Zhenren, who was walking at the front of the team, had regained his composure at this moment. He carefully lowered the speed of the entire team and asked everyone to line up in a formation that could respond back and forth to avoid encountering unpredictable dangers.
In the face of benefits, some people will be so excited because of greed that they will be at a loss to advance or retreat. However, people like Tiandu Zhenren, who have been cultivating for thousands of years, can control their own minds and quickly calm down from the excitement.
This is the experience accumulated over the years, the ability acquired after many lessons, and the talent necessary for success.
After passing through several more corridors, they finally came to a small room that was different from the previous one.
The structure and layout of this small room are not much different from other small rooms. But the difference is that it has a door - not a door that opens on the outer wall, but a door that opens on the inner wall.
Seeing this door, everyone became excited and became more cautious.
Obviously, this is a portal to the inside of the ruins. But what exactly is behind this door? Is there any danger? No one knows.
Master Tiandu stood in front of the door, holding the array plate in his hand, with a confused look in his eyes.
On the array disk, the snake-shaped pattern is still glowing, indicating that the snake demon has arrived here. Calculating the distance, if someone who knew and was not a real person weakened the Sumeru Mustard Seed Formation, they would have traveled hundreds of thousands or even hundreds.
Wanli. Back then, the snake spirit was just a little demon at the Qi refining level. How could he travel such a long distance?
"God, what's wrong?" Seeing the uneasiness on his face, Master Yunzhu came over and asked.
Master Tiandu shook his head and did not express his doubts. He walked straight to the door and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, he saw two handprints on the door.
There are some tiny scales on this handprint, which are clearly left by the snake spirit
He frowned, thought for a moment, and then pushed the door open.
This door was extremely heavy, and even with the strength of his master Yin Shen, it took a lot of effort to push it open. But behind the door, there was nothing but splendor and splendor, which was dazzling.
Looking closely, I saw piles of various jewelry and treasures, including many beautiful jade and antiques, as well as countless gold and silver.
How high is the "mountain" formed by these treasures? You can't see the top clearly when you look up.
How big is the "mountain" formed by these treasures? You can't see its edges at a glance.
And if you concentrate your magic power to increase your field of vision, you can see more such bejeweled "mountains" at the end of your line of sight.
Behind this door is a huge treasure house beyond imagination.
