Squatting down, Lu Yin looked at the ancient characters under his feet that shone with a light golden light. He stretched out his hand and touched it. There was nothing to touch. It looked like fake. Looking at these ancient characters, a strong sense of time came to his face.
"Hey, Seventh Brother, these ancient characters look so familiar," Guihou said.
Lu Yin narrowed his eyes, "Have you seen it?".
"The one in Centipede's belly? No, it should be older than the ancient characters in Centipede's belly. By the way, Literary Prison, you still remember that in the iron-blooded territory, you were chased by the Enlightenment Realm monster, and that old guy Wen Qichen saved you and used it
Literary prison? Are they very similar?" Guihou exclaimed.
Lu Yin stared at the many ancient characters. Indeed, there were some similarities. He had seen the Literary Prison more than once. The first time he saw it was at the border battlefield of Wenfengliu Realm. Wen Sansi used the Literary Prison to trap Yao Gu. This kind of writing is very similar to the Literal Prison.
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"The more I look at it, the more it looks like it. It is said that there are ninety-nine numbers in the Wen family's inherited writing prison. If it is really this kind of ancient writing, Brother Qi, you have made it. There are more than ninety-nine here. It is estimated that there are tens of thousands. If you learn it, you can make it
The Wen family calls you ancestor." Guihou laughed strangely.
Lu Yin is not as happy as it is to learn it? How is it possible? If it could be easily learned, people with rich family backgrounds would have learned it long ago. No one has ever used this kind of writing in battle. Qiu Hanqing has not mentioned it either.
It should be very difficult to learn this kind of writing.
Lu Yin jumped up, rushed not far away, and landed on an ancient character. Then he jumped up again and headed to another ancient character.
The fat man hurriedly followed. He didn't dare to stray too far from Lu Yin.
There was a click, and a hundred meters away to the right of the fat man, a man stood perfectly still on the ancient characters, suddenly split into two halves, and his blood passed through the ancient characters and dripped to the ground.
The fat man's face turned pale.
Lu Yin was also horrified, he didn't even know how the man died.
Qiu Hanqing's statement that there are aftermaths of previous battles here is not a lie.
Further ahead, a man suddenly felt something. He laughed and sat cross-legged on the ancient characters. This man did not come with them. He must have been here for several days, and now he seems to have realized something.
Many people were attracted to him and looked at him with burning eyes.
The man quickly immersed himself in the realization. Half an hour later, his face suddenly changed drastically, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, his mind became confused, and then he danced around like an idiot, dropped the ancient writing, smashed it into the underground river, and floated along the river.
Where has it gone?
Many people were gloating about the misfortune, and many were fearful. That person was obsessed with it as soon as he saw it, thinking he had understood something. In fact, there are so many words, and there are thousands of combinations. It is easy to make a mistake in many combat skills and techniques.
I am obsessed with finding the correct combination of combat skills and techniques in so many ancient texts. It is too difficult.
Since ancient times, not many people have been passed down. Of course, those who can be passed down are famous all over the world.
For two days in a row, Lu Yin gained nothing. Instead, he watched a battle. By chance, someone ordered dozens of ancient characters to be arranged. He seemed to have understood something, but he was scrambled by others. Unluckily, that person was killed. Of course,
More than one person, no less than five people died in that battle, including the people who came with them. In the end, Qiu Hanqing took action, but there were no combat skills or techniques shown in the ancient characters arranged in the order.
It is too difficult to get the inheritance in the Sutra Pavilion. Many people come here just to try their luck and it will not take too long.
Lu Yin saw Mr. Bai leaving.
With an exclamation, the ancient characters under the fat man's feet shone brightly, and then several ancient characters from all around came closer. This scene is familiar to many people. This is a prison, a prison of ancient characters. Once trapped, you can only wait for Daopu's time to leave, otherwise there will be no way.
Can't be broken.
Being trapped by words means that this Daoyuan Sect exploration ends here. Fortunately, there is no life-threatening danger.
Lu Yin suddenly passed through the space, grabbed the fat man and took him out. The ancient characters came together at the last moment, forming a shape similar to a cage. Fortunately, the fat man was taken out.
The fat man gasped and slapped his chest, "It's okay, it's okay, thank you brother, you are really a dear brother."
Lu Yin stared at the word prison. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like it. It was exactly the same as the word prison. If it was true, then the Wen family had inherited ninety-nine word prisons, which meant that there were eighty-one ancient characters.
The people around who saw this scene were afraid to look at Lu Yin. The speed of this person just now was so fast that they didn't even see him clearly. The master is a hidden master.
Thinking about it, people around him started to stay away from Lu Yin. No one wanted to be with a master who could threaten his life.
Qiu Hanqing took Yan Xiaojing far away and did not see him, but Sister Kui did. She looked at Lu Yin in surprise, why is this person so fast?
Another day passed, Qiu Hanqing returned with Yan Xiaojing, and the two became more intimate again. Yan Xiaojing looked at Qiu Hanqing with watery eyes, looking very gentle.
The fat man's heart hurt, "Brother, let's go", he said and pointed outside the Scripture Pavilion.
Lu Yin followed the fat man and left. He was no longer interested in the Sutra Pavilion and felt that he would gain nothing by staying here for as long as he wanted.
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, the two returned to the previous place through the light beam. Just as white clothes were floating in front of them, Mr. Bai rushed towards them. The three of them stared at each other with big eyes.
"Just in time, I was just looking for you," Mr. Bai said to the fat man and Lu Yin.
The fat man was curious, "What's going on?".
Mr. Bai smiled and said, "I found an interesting place, there must be blood there."
The fat man exclaimed, "Bloodline? Real or fake?".
Mr. Bai turned the folding fan in his hand and said confidently, "It's true, but I can't get it by myself. I want to find two people to join forces." As he said that, he looked at Lu Yin.
"Why don't you find Qiu Hanqing? Don't you two have a good relationship?" Fatty mocked.
Mr. Bai shook his head, "I don't like that man's evil intentions."
"It's so straightforward, but Brother Fat likes it." The fat man grinned and made a gesture to Lu Yin.
The fat man always thought that Lu Yin could understand the gestures he made, but in fact Lu Yin had no idea what they meant. If he was really deaf and mute, he would definitely kick the fat man far away.
Pretending to understand the gesture, Lu Yin nodded.
The fat man was excited and said, "Lead the way."
Mr. Bai smiled and led the way.
Lu Yin's eyes flashed. This place has existed for so many years. Is it so easy to find blood? Mr. Bai doesn't know what his purpose is.
The Daoyuan Sect is very big and dangerous. You don’t know how you might die if you fly in the sky at will. The three of them followed the broken path towards another teleportation light pillar. They entered the light pillar without any danger along the way and appeared in a
Inside the broken city.
"This should be an affiliated city where relatives of the Daoyuan Sect live, specifically serving the Daoyuan Sect." As he said this, Mr. Bai walked into the city, and the ground cracked open and spread far away.
Lu Yin and Fatty looked around.
The city is very large and the architectural style is very old.
"This place has been explored countless times, so no one comes here. The place I'm talking about must have experienced a change recently, which caused the aura to leak, and it was discovered only then. You two, walk carefully and try not to damage the buildings here.
"Mr. Bai reminded.
"This is just a city affiliated with Daoyuan Sect, what good things can there be?" the fat man said.
Mr. Bai smiled and said, "Don't underestimate this place. Daoyuan Sect is not a holy place, and not all of them are saints. Some people will use the materials in Daoyuan Sect to exchange benefits. This is the best place. It is said that there were people here thousands of years ago."
This city took away all the treasures from an entire auction house and created a legend. By the way, you should have heard of that person, the old farmer."
Lu Yin was startled, with a strange look in his eyes. Old farmer? Well, what a classy name.
"Old farmer? That magical farmhouse?" the fat man exclaimed.
Mr. Bai made a silent gesture, "If the sound is too low, be careful of damaging the building."
The fat man whispered in surprise, "Is he really an old farmer?"
Mr. Bai nodded, "I heard it is."
"That's really a family with shitty luck. It has had so many ups and downs. I heard that once there was only one person left alive in the whole family, but the situation turned upside down. They were so lucky." Fatty envied.
Mr. Bai smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back. Senior Nong is now the Seal of the Universe, so be careful if he hears what you say."
The fat man quickly covered his mouth.
After twists and turns, Mr. Bai led the two of them to the end of an alley, "You two, the place ahead is where I said, be careful."
Lu Yin looked intently, the field spread, and the space in front of him was distorted. In his perception, a lot of strange energy was entangled together. Since he could not see the rune numbers with his eyes, and he could not take out the language-decoding weapon from the Ningkong Ring, he couldn't see
It's not very clear.
"There's nothing," the fat man wondered.
Mr. Bai walked slowly, "The space here was broken, which caused the original defense of this room to gradually collapse. It was not until the past few days that it completely collapsed and was discovered by me. However, if I want to enter, I still have to resolve the complex energy."
"Explanation?" The fat man was surprised.
Lu Yin's heart moved and he asked, is there one here? It is indeed connected with the culture of the universe.
Mr. Bai didn't say anything. He put away the folding fan and raised his hand. A gentle wave of star energy appeared in his palm, slowly invading the room. Suddenly, in Lu Yin's perception, the originally calm energy of the room boiled. Even the fat man saw it.
, ripples were produced in the void ahead, and many surrounding houses collapsed and turned into dust.
The fat man backed away carefully. Although he couldn't understand the language, he knew that this thing was very troublesome, so he pulled Lu Yin while he backed away.
Lu Yin did not move. The energy structure surrounding the house was not complex and had no murderous intent. At best, it was at the level of the Five-Star Bright Eyes Primary Original Treasure. He could also successfully decipher the words.
Mr. Bai's way of interpreting words was very gentle and very efficient, without any hesitation, as if he could see clearly.
If Lu Yin could see the runes with his eyes or take out a language-decoding weapon, he could do it, but he can't do it now. This Mr. Bai's language-decoding ability far exceeds him.
Within ten minutes, as a gust of breeze swept by, the room in front of the three of them changed and became much clearer. Only by comparison could one see that the room had been shrouded in something before.
"Okay, come in," Mr. Bai said.
"Wait a minute," the fat man suddenly said, staring at Mr. Bai warily, "Since you can go in alone, why are you taking us with you?".
