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Chapter 58 Scroll

Xue Yu was refining elixirs, and the demon beast that fell into madness was locked up by her with a demon rope.

In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Ye Qiao set up the formation in advance. The aphrodisiac pill was very effective and attracted many male monsters. The formation lasted for five minutes and then dispersed.

She clicked her tongue lightly, then simply picked up the bamboo shoots and Mu Zhongxi and quickly dealt with these monsters blocking the road at once.

During this period, Ye Qiao also tried how to use the second form of Qingfeng Jue. Every time with the second form, he could barely touch the edge, and soon he didn't know what to do next.

After the two of them worked together to deal with the monsters here, Xue Yu took out the jade slip and pondered for a moment: "There are still three hundred monsters left to surpass the Yue Qing Sect."

"If we go back the same way we came to find the monster and deal with it, our ranking in this game will be safer."

Mu Chongxi: "But we are all here, so let's go in and take a look."

Anyway, this darkroom doesn't look very long. His decision was unanimously approved. As for Zhou Xingyun?

His opinion doesn't matter.

The four of them continued walking inside.

The surrounding walls were made of brown stone. Xue Yu tapped twice and said, "This darkroom was probably not built by the monks of the Five Sects."

Although he is not a weapon cultivator, he is still from the Eight Great Families. This kind of material is a bit like the stones from the demon world.

Zhou Xingyun: "There is a door here."

He pushed and found that it didn't move at all.

Mu Chongxi took a closer look and found a line of small words: "It seems there is a code on it? Sitting up in a dying illness?"

Ye Qiao answered naturally: "The fool is me."

Xue Yu twitched the corner of her mouth and pressed Ye Qiao's head down forcefully, "She was joking. It was the dark wind that blew the rain into the cold window."

Mu Chongxi was surprised: "Eh? You still know this."

"Who is as stupid as you."

After Xue Yu finished speaking, the stone door actually opened slowly, revealing a closed room with four stone walls. There were some incomprehensible words carved around it, like some kind of curse seal.

Judging from Xue Yu's experience, it's better not to touch this kind of thing lightly.

As a result, Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao had skillfully started to poke around and look around.

Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, "Don't touch it, this kind of thing is very dangerous at first glance."

However, Zhou Xingyun, who was always bored with everything, also reached out his hand, poked the uneven curse seal on it, and commented: "It's so ugly."

Xue Yu: "..."

"Give up, Xue Yu, hahaha."

"Anyway, they haven't been normal for a day or two."

"I find it really enjoyable to watch the competition from the perspective of the Changming clan."

At least the atmosphere in the team is quite happy.

Xue Yu tried to dissuade them several times, but after finding that he couldn't stop them at all, he also chose to join them.

If you can't beat it, join.

The four of them looked around and touched around, as if this strange place was their own back garden.

Mingxuan outside the court saw this scene and was jealous: "Damn it."

He also wanted to go in and play with Ye Qiao.

Song Han sneered: "You can really seek death."

Two sects were eliminated, and the Changming sect was safe in first place, but where did they get the courage to go to such an evil place?

"I thought the pig was braying, haha, it turned out to be the great genius of the Yue Qing Sect." Ming Xuan heard his sarcastic words and smiled brightly at Song Hansheng, "Both the Wenjian Sect and the Yue Qing Sect are here together.

Sitting in rows at the elimination seats and eating fruit, do you still care about us?"

Song Hansheng hesitated for a moment: "...don't go too far."

Chu Xingzhi's forehead also jumped: "Is it true that no one will form a group with me to beat him?"

This Mingxuan is so mean.

Zhai Chen advised: "Points will be deducted, so calm down."

Doesn't it mean that Xuan Xuan has inner demons? He doesn't look like he has inner demons. Zhai Chen feels that if he stays with him for a long time, he will have inner demons.

Their words, Chang Mingzong's, are basically the same kind of meanness!



After wandering around the venue, Ye Qiao found a scroll in mid-air, which was half-opened. After opening, golden light floated with tiny bits of broken light.

"What is this?"

Ye Qiao’s fair comment: “It looks very valuable.”

This kind of thing, no matter you look at it horizontally or vertically, is not of ordinary value, okay?!

Zhou Xingyun: "It's a bit like a carrier that keeps the secret realm open."

The Great Secret Realm opens once every hundred years, and there will be some powerful spiritual weapons as support to maintain its operation and open the entrance to the Secret Realm.

And the spiritual weapons used to open the secret realm are all good things.

Mu Chongxi: "What will happen if we take it?"

"No one has tried it," Zhou Xingyun said.

No one has time to dig three feet into the ground, find a dark room, and discover a spiritual weapon, okay?

Xue Yu: "Then we'll take it and run away."

While the four of them were still having an unbridled conversation, a thick and somewhat hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "Little girl."

Ye Qiao: "Ghost?"

Mu Chongxi and Xue Yu said in unison: "I don't believe it."

Ye Qiao glanced at the two of them. Damn it, he plagiarized her words!

"Be serious." Zhou Xingyun motioned for them to look behind them, "Give this old man some respect."

"..." Monk outside the venue: So your so-called respect is just talking about an old man?

Old man: "..."

In fact, he had endured it for a long time. He thought they were just a group of casual cultivators, but when he saw these four people barging in like bandits and wearing uniform red uniforms, he started to have suspicions.

He is a direct disciple.

But, have all the direct disciples in the world of cultivation become like this now?

Ye Qiao looked over and saw that he was an old man. He was dressed in gray clothes and even a little skinny. He looked like a shadow and seemed to disappear in the next second. She had some concerns in her heart and said in an innocent tone: "Can't you get out?

"

He was overjoyed.

The little girl was very soft-hearted and easy to deceive. The old man immediately put on a weathered expression and said, "Yes."

"I have been trapped here for decades." He burst into tears. "I didn't expect that I would finally find you."

Ye Qiao did not comment on his eye-catching acting skills, and quietly hid behind Xue Yu, fearing that the old man would notice his distorted acting skills, so he motioned to the third senior brother to negotiate with him.

Xue Yu narrowed his eyes, basically confirming that this was a demon, and lowered his eyes calmly: "What do you want us to do?"

"Let me out." His voice was a bit urgent: "That little girl is a talisman cultivator, right? Just follow the method I told you, and I will repay you when I get out."

Ye Qiao: "But I only have the early stage of foundation building."

The old man paused for a moment and built the foundation?

Is the threshold for personal transmission so low now?

Or is she one of those geniuses whose talent is high enough to make five exceptions?

Perhaps with the expectation that Ye Qiao was a genius, the old man cheered up and looked at the four people, each looking more innocent than the last, with a smile: "I'll teach you how to open this formation."

"Very simple."

Ye Qiao looked at him and looked energetic, and even showed himself the starting position of the formation with his hands.

She observed calmly for a moment, making sure that she had never seen these formation-breaking methods before.

But that didn't stop Ye Qiao from quietly writing it down. With so many monks outside watching, she would inevitably be punished if she went out to learn something that looked evil at first sight. But whether she learned it in private, how would they know.

Seeing that she was studying seriously, the old man became more energetic with the gestures in his hands. He had been trapped by the group of descendants for nearly a hundred years since he was a hundred years ago. No one found this place anymore, and he was about to lose the last trace of his soul.

.

The demon's cultivation method is so bad that as long as a trace of soul remains alive, he can seize his body. This is not difficult for him, as long as he can escape.

"Have you learned it?" He was tired from teaching and looked at Ye Qiao expectantly.

Ye Qiao shook his head: "I haven't learned yet."

"It's too difficult." She said, "How about you find some simpler ones?"

The old man's face was distorted for a moment, and then he smiled again: "Okay." He endured.

Deep down in his heart, he started cursing the five sect leaders like crazy. What stupid donkey could find a direct successor? They are as stupid as pigs.

He has evolved more than a hundred times, but she still hasn't learned it.

Seeing this scene, Song Hansheng was completely relieved.

The old man's methods of breaking the formation were very simple, but Ye Qiao couldn't remember any of them, which showed that he didn't learn them in half a year.

As for what Xue Yu had boasted to him about his junior sister's photographic memory, he had long forgotten it.

Who believes it?

Old man: "Have you learned it?"

Ye Qiao said vaguely: "Absolutely."

She indeed remembered it almost, so she looked at the old man and confirmed again: "Are you really not able to get out?"

The old man nodded quickly and skillfully painted the cake: "Yes, little girl. You..."

Ye Qiao raised a bright smile, grabbed the scroll floating in the air, and ran away, leaving only one sentence: "Since you can't come out, I'm relieved."


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