Six hundred and twentieth chapters gray not slipping autumn
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Du Jialuo said seriously: "Actually, there is a peak more than 200 miles away that is higher than the Tianshan Mountain Peak. However, this peak is too high. The top of the peak is covered with ice and snow all year round, and it is surrounded by clouds and fog.
Wandering around, normally this mountain peak cannot be seen.”[]
Before Lu Ping could ask, Dabao couldn't wait to ask: "Snow mountain? That's fun. Do you know the location of this mountain?"
Du Jialuo pointed to the Yinghe River at his feet and said, "The melted water from the snowy mountains is the source of the Yinghe River."
Dabao looked happy, but Lu Ping asked calmly: "Do you know the name of that snow mountain?"
"Buyu Peak, there used to be a saying among the old people, 'Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavens and humans.' This is the Buyu Peak. Because it is too high, people think it is the closest to the fairyland of heaven. If it is
If someone talks loudly in front of you, you may even disturb the gods and be blamed by the gods."
The Buyu Peak at the end of Yinghe River is covered by thick white clouds all year round. Therefore, after being tens of miles away from the peak, all people can see is a cloud of mist instead of towering snow-capped mountains.
Two rays of light streaked across the horizon and disappeared into the white clouds.
"Boss, I didn't expect your talisman-making skills to be so superb, but how could you even think of handing a talisman to that kid?"
Dabao recalled that after the two learned about the existence of the Silent Peak, Lu Ping handed Du Jialuo a golden talisman he made after the advanced forging pill, and said: "Boy, can you take me there?"
The two of you visiting the Yinghe River can be regarded as an opportunity for you. You should keep this talisman. If there is a life-threatening moment, just tear this talisman apart. Maybe it can save your life."
"But, boss, are you going to give him a talisman from the late stage of Alchemy? If I read it correctly, the seal in that talisman should be the True Yuan Qi Sword. With your current strength, if that talisman is activated,
Its power is such that a monk in the early stage of forging the elixir will die if he is caught off guard? But the key is that it is a talisman, and the kid has no spiritual power at all, how can he trigger it? "
Lu Ping smiled and said: "Do you know what I used to earn spiritual stones to maintain my practice when I was in the blood refining stage in the early years?"
Without waiting for Dabao to ask, Lu Ping continued: "It's about making talismans. Although I no longer focus on making talismans these years, my craftsmanship has not fallen much. I learned a Nayuan technique from Uncle Xuanju a few days ago.
The talisman can hide a trace of my true energy in it, so I fused the Nayuan Talisman with the talisman that sealed the true energy sword. As long as that kid is not too stupid and can tear the talisman in time,
The true essence in the Nayuan Talisman will naturally inspire the talisman of the True Essence Yiqi Sword."
"His!"
Dabao took a breath and said: "How did you fuse the two talismans? You must know that the power of talismans varies from person to person. The power stimulated by others will never be as powerful as the one who made the talisman with his own true energy.
, your talisman is able to keep the power of the talisman from being reduced no matter who is casting it. If Master Xuanju knew about it, I am afraid he would be as windy and demonic as the ancestor Tianlu who saw Nachuan Cauldron.
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On the top of Buyu Peak, the biting cold wind is not only cold, but also fierce. The cold winds are like knives, constantly cutting people's skin. Fortunately, with monks like Lu Ping and Dabao in the alchemy stage, naturally,
You can ignore these cold winds.
The top of the mountain was bare with only ice and snow, accompanied only by the howling cold wind.
"Boss, have you found any traces of the hidden space?"
The green light in Lu Ping's eyes kept flashing, and the power of the "Three Purity True Pupils" that had been fused with five water-attribute rare objects was even better. However, Lu Ping looked around the top of the Silent Peak for a long time, but he never found anything about it.
Traces of hidden spaces.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Let's go and take a look at the source of Yinghe River!"
The two of them went down the mountain again and followed the main stream of the Ying River to the Buyu Peak to explore the source. They continued to trace the Ying River. At its source, there were actually many tributaries that gathered together. Lu Ping and Dabao
Just follow the largest one until you reach a mountain slope covered by a vast ice sheet.
Looking at the clear water gurgling under the ice, Dabao touched his mustache and asked in confusion: "Boss, what can you find here?"
Not hearing Lu Ping's answer, Dabao couldn't help but look up at Lu Ping, only to see Lu Ping looking with bright eyes towards the edge of the boundary between the ice sheet and the land not far away.
Dabao followed Lu Ping's gaze and saw a pile of rubble piled together. Lu Ping strode towards where he was heading. Dabao followed closely behind him without saying a word. When the two of them got closer, they saw a pile of rubble.
It is a collapsed temple, but also like an abandoned altar.
Lu Ping pointed at the water at the source of the Yinghe River under the ice. A water column rose from under the ice and fell directly into the pile of rubble.
The soil layer has also been opened up by more than a foot.
When the water column disappeared, only a three-foot-high stone platform was left on the ground. There may have been some carved inscriptions on the stone platform, but now they have long disappeared. However, the stone platform that had just been washed by the river water did not have any traces.
water droplets contaminate it.
Sure enough, there is something fishy.
Lu Ping looked at the stone platform carefully, but he heard Dabao suddenly shouting from the other side of the stone platform: "Boss, come and see here."
When Lu Ping arrived, he saw a rough groove carved on a section of the stone platform. For some reason, Lu Ping looked at the pattern of this mold-like groove that looked unusually familiar. He must have seen it somewhere.
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Lu Ping felt excited in his heart. His feeling was absolutely unmistakable. There must be an object on his body that was the same size as this groove. It was something left by ancestor Qingjian back then. Perhaps this was the key to opening Yingtian Dojo.
Maybe, it's just that this object is obviously not very eye-catching, so Lu Ping's impression is not very deep.
However, after Lu Ping searched through the storage ring for what he had gained in caves and caves, he still found nothing. This result inevitably made Lu Ping a little discouraged.
At this time, Dabao seemed to have thought of something and whispered: "Boss, in the underwater cave, I once found a clay pot used by the ancestor of Qingjian to hold the top-level spirit tea."
Lu Ping slapped his forehead and suddenly realized that he took out a dusty clay pot from his storage ring. This clay pot was a psychic magic weapon. However, what made Lu Ping funny was that this magic weapon did not
It does not have any attack or defense functions, and it does not even have other auxiliary functions such as storage, Nai Yuan, and spirit gathering. The only function it has is to keep it fresh!
Yes, it just keeps it fresh!
When Lu Ping got this pottery pot, he secretly lamented the luxury of the Qingjian ancestor. No ancestor in Beihai would have spent time and energy to create such a boring psychic treasure, let alone spend precious spiritual treasures.
In order to refine such a psychic magic weapon, I am afraid that only monks born in the sects of Middle-earth would be bored and have the leisure to make such a magic weapon.
However, after Lu Ping obtained this pottery pot magic weapon, he would often put spiritual tea, spiritual grass seeds and other items into this magic weapon for some use. At least, Luan Yu had collected a large number of them in the sea of flowers in the fallen land.
When cultivating the extinct and soon-to-be-extinct spiritual grass seeds in the world of cultivation, he stored all the found spiritual grass seeds in this clay pot, and then planted them in the spiritual grass garden opened in the Golden House.
Lu Ping put the pottery pot into the groove, and the perfect fit made Lu Ping and Dabao's eyes light up. The three-foot-high stone platform suddenly vibrated, and a large number of dense lines suddenly appeared on the cross section of the stone platform.
Starting from the mouth of the jar, it instantly covered the entire stone platform.
Just as the two were waiting for a miracle to happen, the stone platform suddenly stopped vibrating, and the lines that appeared on the surface of the stone platform gradually disappeared.
Lu Ping and Dabao looked at each other, but the pottery pot was still intact in the dark tank.
Lu Ping looked at the gradually disappearing lines, but finally his eyes were fixed on the dark groove where the lines were most concentrated.
Dabao watched with some confusion as Lu Ping took out the pottery pot from the hidden trough, then put the pottery pot into the Yinghe River water that dissolved under the ice, filled it up, and then placed the pottery pot in the dark trough again.
Rumble!
Amidst the violent vibrations, the lines on the surface of the stone platform appeared again. The river water in the pottery pot overflowed along the mouth of the pottery pot and the fine lines carved on the stone platform, and then continued to extend along these lines.
The stone platform was stained by the river water. After a while, the entire stone platform was wetted by the overflowing river water from the clay pot.
The stone platform shook more and more violently, and the clay pot placed in the groove suddenly began to rotate. The space at the mouth of the clay pot suddenly began to distort, and Dabao, who was looking down at it carefully, jumped back in fright.
The scope of the spatial distortion gradually expanded, gradually forming a space portal that was large enough for one person to enter and exit. Then the portal seemed to have reached its extreme limit and began to shrink again.
Lu Ping patted Dabao on the shoulder and said, "Quickly move forward!"
After saying that, he plunged into the space portal first. Dabao's face was dazed for a moment. Seeing that the portal would soon shrink to the point where his size could not enter, he screamed strangely, closed his eyes and jumped in.
The space portal continued to shrink until it turned into a twisted space again, and then gradually calmed down. However, there were still gray pottery pots among the stone platforms at this time. There was only a bare stone platform that seemed to be wet by dew.
, it seems a little weird from a distance.
In an unknown space, Dabao, who had fallen on his buttocks, climbed up from the ground, rubbed his fat buttocks, and asked Lu Ping, who was standing in front of him: "Boss, is this the Yingtian Dojo?"
Amidst the brilliant colors of the day, Lu Ping sighed and said: "Dabao, I'm afraid we won't gain much this time.