The sword cultivator's clone is Tang Yan, the master of Shushan Huoxing Peak and the Burning Rainbow Sword.
He was hiding high in the sky just to track down the casual cultivator below. The casual cultivator was none other than Wu Shi, who had fought with Jiang Li before and was holding a black sword.
This casual cultivator was also unlucky. He had a powerful Yin weapon in his hand. It was not good for him to run into anyone, but he happened to run into Jiang Li.
Not to mention that he lost the battle, the black sword on which he was famous and the metal bracelet that had an unknown purpose were both taken away.
There is nothing he can do to reason with you. Now that you are in the ring, even if you are beaten to death, no one can find fault with you.
What's more, Jiang Li only took away two trophies, which was already a very, very kind gesture.
But because of the lack of the black sword that almost ignored spiritual energy, his strength shrank significantly and plummeted, and he performed very poorly in the subsequent competition.
He suffered serious injuries and was not able to enter the top 100. In the end, no sect took a fancy to him!
He participated in this competition with full confidence, but in the end he lost his wife and lost his army.
"Damn Jiang Li! Damn the sect's power! It's you who forced me! It's you who forced me!"
"It won't take long! When I get the power! I will crush all of you under my feet!"
After gritting his teeth and cursing all the sect disciples whose names he knew, Wu Shi moved forward and quickened his pace.
Jiang Li's body and Jiuyou's clone both had things to do, so he could only control the sword cultivator's clone to track him down after he recovered from his injuries.
In the market in the misty mountains, Wu Shi recovered from his injuries for a few days before leaving alone and walking quickly in one direction.
By the time the clone arrived, although he had flown hundreds of miles away, it was not a big problem.
During the fight, Jiang Li had already planted several special seeds in him. As long as the distance was not too far or there was no special space barrier, he would not be lost.
Now several days have passed since Wu Shi was on the road, and his speed gradually slowed down for some unknown reason.
At first he was not in a hurry, but started to circle aimlessly in the surrounding area.
Could it be that he discovered that his clone was following him?
It wouldn't be possible for him to just practice qi and relax.
Jiang Li didn't act rashly. After observing carefully for a while, he felt that he didn't look like he had discovered him, but like... he was searching for something.
It wasn't until he found a human village and did some things inside that he finally left carrying a black belt and walked straight in one direction.
That place was not far away, and finally, the figure of Wu Shi, a casual cultivator, disappeared after entering a strange basin terrain.
"here it is?"
The clone of the sword cultivator flying high in the sky carefully observed the basin. Jiang Li, who had returned to his small courtyard, was comparing the detailed topographic map of the area.
He did find that terrain on the map, but the basin terrain was not labeled with a name.
This thing is a little abnormal. This is an exquisite map produced by the Buddhist Scripture Valley. Even if it is not named, it should be numbered. But the person who drew the map seems to have forgotten this place and wrote nothing.
Wait, there's something wrong with the fissures near this basin.
Looking down from a high-altitude perspective, Jiang Li noticed that the basin looked a little too square.
Moreover, those small cracks that spread outward looked like the cracks that spread outward when he punched the ground.
If all these vegetation and trees are removed, this shape, this trace... seems a bit like... the trace of Fang Tianyin!
Jiang Li had seen Chu Yunxuan use Fang Tianyin twice, so he had some understanding of this secret skill.
If this basin can be regarded as the traces of Fang Tianyin, then the rifts on the side that are shallow at both ends and deep in the middle are probably the sword cuts of a certain sword cultivator, right?
Comparing the marks on the sword cultivator's clone and his own chop on the ground, if magnified many times, there seems to be really not much difference!
"If this is really the case,... this level is too exaggerated."
Jiang Li looked more and more alike, and couldn't help but gasp.
Could it be that a long time ago, there was a great battle here?
Among the participants, did they also include people from Shushan and senior officials of our Buddhist Sutra Valley?
The monks in this world, not to mention reaching for the stars and smashing the stars with the Moon Fist, but this ability to change the terrain on their own was enough to shock Jiang Li for several weeks.
"It's really scary. I don't know when it will take me to reach this level."
After using two magic talismans to hide his body, Jiang Li controlled the clone to lower the height and also fell into the basin.
The basin has a large height difference and is almost vertical.
And there is no unique texture on the mountain wall caused by geological changes.
It must indeed have been caused by an external force that forcibly broke the ground.
The vegetation here is quite dense, and it is obvious that a long time has passed since the war. It seems that the possible treasure place is the remnants of that time.
The casual cultivator Wu Shi was no longer here. He made two hand seals, and several seeds hidden in the opponent's body quietly emerged and emitted a stream of pheromones that the human sense of smell could not detect.
On the hand of the sword cultivator's clone, there was a seedling that looked somewhat similar to a bean sprout.
Since the beginning of his practice, he asked Yan Hong to help him collect all kinds of seeds. Later, he would also deliberately collect them wherever he went. It has been very effective for a long time, and he has discovered many spiritual plants with miraculous effects.
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This bean sprout-like seedling is extremely sensitive to the smell and fluctuation of similar seeds. Within a certain range, it can help Jiang Li accurately locate the target.
Soon, the seedlings responded, swinging the shoot tips to point in one direction.
The clone used some caution and carefully explored the past, but did not find any ambushes or traps along the way.
Soon, he found a rock in front of him, placed there somewhat abruptly.
After looking at the traces on the ground, it was obvious that the stone had been moved in a short period of time. A shallow friction strip appeared on the ground, and the bud tip of the seedling in the hand was pointing directly below the stone.
Maybe it's because this place is too remote and very few people pass by, so we relax our vigilance and fail to deal with the traces.
He waved his spiritual energy and moved the boulder away, revealing a deep rock gap underneath.
This small gap is probably a coincidence of natural geological changes.
I gestured at the width, and it was probably only enough for a child to pass sideways, but I could hear the sound of wind inside, and the seedlings in my hand were pointing downwards.
It seems that it is impossible not to go in.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?
Fortunately, this is just a clone. Even if it is really lost, Jiang Li will only feel distressed at most.
There is no harm in taking a little risk.
After adjusting his condition, the sword cultivator's body suddenly began to deform. The joints between the bones split, causing his body to change shape like a piece of mud, and even his head became flatter.
This is a bone-shrinking transformation technique obtained from a certain casual cultivator that was killed before. This is not a very powerful method, that is, it is barely useful at certain times.
The opponent can use this to look like a little girl to deceive the enemy. Jiang Li has not practiced this technique carefully, but it is not difficult to squeeze into a stone gap with it.
The clone stuffed his body into the crack of the stone and moved downward bit by bit.
This stone crack is unexpectedly deep and the surface is very rough. If it gets stuck here, it will really make the sky and the earth inoperable.
The clone squeezed down for more than seventy meters before finally landing in the empty space.
It was pitch black, and the sun's rays could not reach this underground space. A series of bones crackled, and in just two breaths, all the dislocated bones on his body had been put back into place.
Immediately, the Burning Rainbow Sword was unsheathed, and a ball of flames immediately illuminated the entire space.
There were no enemies, which made Jiang Li relax a little.
Even he felt a little uncomfortable after crawling for tens of meters in a narrow space.
Looking around, there is no doubt that this is an artificial underground tunnel.
The rocks used to build this tunnel are quite huge. Looking at the size, they are at least three times the size of the pyramid stones.
It is precisely because the corridor was built very solidly and buried deep under the ground that it was barely preserved during the original war.
However, at this glance, there were many collapses and dislocations in the corridor. The place where we just entered was the dislocation point between two large rocks.
A gap suddenly opened due to geological reasons, which happened to coincide with this dislocation point. Under this coincidence, the tunnel was opened, and this ruins was finally discovered again.
The clone touched a mark on the wall of the corridor. Although it was a little blurred due to the passage of time, it could still be vaguely seen that it was a black lotus.
He took out the seedling and put it in the palm of his hand, and Jiang Li continued walking in the direction pointed by the tip of the sprout.
The underground space is quite large, and the corridors are long and quiet, giving people a depressing feeling. The clone's ears, because they were in such a quiet place, started to feel a little uncomfortable and began to ring in the ears slightly.
Just like in the dark, the pupils of the eyes will dilate to capture more light. In places that are too quiet, the auditory system will tighten the eardrums more to make hearing more sensitive.
After walking for another distance and going downhill several times, Jiang Li felt that he had gone deeper into the ground.
On the way, he saw many patterns on the wall.
In addition to the somewhat evil black lotus, there are also a large number of broken patterns drawn on some walls.
Some of these patterns have distorted and abstract lines that are even worse than primitive paintings, while others are regular, exquisite and detailed.
Several completely different painting styles come together to give people a crazy and chaotic feeling that is indescribable.
The sword cultivator's clone just took a few more glances in front of the mural, and suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and he vomited it out with a sound of vomiting.
Jiang Li, who had been watching the live broadcast, also felt slightly uncomfortable. Even Jindan Daoxin could not completely resist the influence of a mere mural.
Since he had been eating bigu pills during this period, the sword cultivator's clone had nothing in his stomach. He vomited bitter water for a while before he managed to recover.
However, he still had lingering fears about the mural, and the chaotic feeling could only be described as terrible.
Although this ruins is old, there is something really special about it. Although there is no spiritual energy fluctuation, it can make a foundation-building monk dizzy and vomit simply with the pictures.
Such a thing is simply unheard of.
However, he was still curious about what kind of content was written in such a strange mural.
But is there any way to avoid that visual clutter?
After thinking about it, the clone tried to block part of the line of sight and only looked at a mural of a painting style alone.
Sure enough, the confusion and dizziness did not reappear. He could barely see the pattern on it clearly.
Regardless of the painting style, the things shown in this mural are very bloody and cruel.
Dance and sing wildly on top of broken limbs, worship the gods on a place with bleeding intestines!
There are also all kinds of evil deeds such as cutting open the abdomen to take out the heart, cooking the human bones in a cauldron, which are simply horrifying to watch.
And if you look at these murals together, they seem to be describing a killing... and a sacrificial ceremony!
Although Jiang Li still doesn't know which force this ruins originally belonged to.
But obviously, the owner of this place is definitely not a good person.
I just don't know what they are doing.
Only then would he be attacked by a big shot like that who could destroy mountains and rivers, and ultimately end up with no trace even on the map.
If the Sutra Valley is really involved in this matter, Jiang Li might be able to find some relevant clues.
However, it was precisely because of that battle that Jiang Li was able to take advantage now.
Otherwise, even if no one is guarding, Jiang Li will be blinded by the defensive formations in this underground tunnel.
The huge power directly broke the rock formation, causing the entire underground space to collapse hundreds of meters deep.
That incident destroyed most of the formations in this ruins, and some of the remaining traps also consumed the spiritual stone reserves over the long passage of time, and eventually lost their effectiveness.
The man walking in front of him didn't seem to know the difference either.
These traps lose their effectiveness only because they have no energy.
As long as they are completely removed and the spirit stones are reinstalled, they can still be used again.
Jiang Li controlled the clones and after dismantling several sets in a row, he stopped and continued walking inside.
After going another hundred meters underground, Jiang Li frowned because through the nose of the sword cultivator clone, he smelled a smell of blood.
Contacting the mural in front of him, some not-so-good pictures flashed through Jiang Li's mind.
Slowing down and walking forward for a while, he saw a very subtle firelight finally coming from the corner ahead.
Decisively extinguishing the flames on the Burning Rainbow Sword, the clone stepped on the flying sword, and silently, slowly floated towards the direction of the light.
At the end of this corridor is a transparent stone chamber illuminated by flickering fire.
Obviously, the larger the space, the easier it is to collapse underground, but the corridor in front had several breaks, but here it was almost intact.
He finally saw the casual cultivator Wu Shi here again.
It's just that at this time, the other party's image is almost not human.
Wu Shi, with his upper body naked, danced stiffly while taking out blood from his hands from a clay pot and smearing it on himself.
At his feet, a dozen human limbs were scattered there, forming a strange pattern together with the curved intestines.
Is this guy crazy?
The clone's hand has already been placed on the Burning Rainbow Sword, ready to kill the madman with one strike at any time.
But in the flickering firelight, a huge shadow was reflected on the stone wall.
Jiang Li hesitated for a moment, but finally did not take action immediately.
Before the clone arrived, Wu Shi over there had obviously been dancing for a while. After stopping the weird dance, he looked a little in a trance.
He swayingly took out a head from a cloth bag and placed it on the stone platform in front of him. It seemed that he was about to perform the next step of the ceremony.
As for the head, Jiang Li could see it clearly under the light of the fire, but even with his big heart, his sanity couldn't help but plummet.
That head is not a human head.
To be precise, that head was made from pieces of eight completely different people, including men, women, old people, and children, stitched together and sewn together. At first glance, it was really disgusting and disgusting!
Immediately, Wu Shi, whose whole body was covered in blood, knelt down in front of the head, kowtowed and muttered something.
"Asura ~ Asura ~ Asura ~ Asuluo ~ Ashulun ~ Asura, great god, the last god in the world, please wake up, I am your most loyal disciple, answer me
, respond to me! Great Shura God!"
Wu Shi's head banged on the ground, and the sound from his mouth became louder and louder, so that Jiang Li, who was hiding in the corridor, could hear clearly.
Is he worshiping God? Are there gods in this era?
Jiang Li, who was far away in the Five Elements Peak of Shu Mountain, couldn't help but lick his lips. What the hell did he bump into?
Will there really be a response? Will God really respond to him? Or is it something else?
The sword cultivator's clone held down the Burning Rainbow Sword, and a steady stream of massive spiritual energy was pouring out rapidly, ready to unleash a killing blow at any time.
But wait and see, he still wants to wait and see what kind of thing this kind of prayer can awaken.
Soon, the blood flowing on the ground seemed to be attracted by something, and began to flow backwards in one direction.
Then the head placed on the stone platform actually started to move!