While everyone was deep in thought, Ling Ruoxue suddenly said, "My wish is to revitalize the Zhenwu Hall with Yang Hua, not to practice the last move of the 'Linghua Sword Technique'."
The eyes of the other three people lit up. Except for Little Tit, who touched the ice curtain and showed her longing for the future, the others all regretted something in the past.
"When we came into contact with the ice curtain, it absorbed our memories. Ruoxue and I were all pictures of what our eyes saw." Yang Hua said lightly, "Actually, it is not difficult to find out when we get to the third floor.
Both it and the second floor are composed of endless passages. The feature of the second floor is the ubiquitous river, so the ubiquitous feature of the third floor is the mirror!"
"The bronze mirror reflects our appearance, and it also allows us to see what happened to our predecessors a long time ago. It must be telling us something..." Yang Hua's voice gradually faded, and he seemed to have fallen into a deeper trap.
meditation.
Suddenly, he smiled bitterly and said, "It would be great if Junior Brother Li was here..."
At this moment, on the other side, Yi Xifeng frowned, stroking his chin with one hand, and kept pacing on the ice platform.
He did not think about the meaning of the mirror like Yang Hua, but instead fixed his gaze on the white skeleton.
The reason is very simple. There are thousands of different images of people reflected in bronze mirrors, and there is only one way to crack the mechanism. Therefore, the mirror in the center cannot be the key to cracking the trap, but is a bait to deceive visitors.
The white-bone skeleton didn't have a single piece of rotten flesh on its body. It leaned against the cold wall with its upper body, its empty eyes looking forward. The direction Yi Xifeng looked in the direction of its eyes was the curved wall on the other side.
He was leaning against the ice wall like a skeleton of bones, with his head on the same plane as the skull, looking at the curved wall on one side, but found nothing.
"What does this mean?" Yi Xifeng was slightly startled, and his eyes accidentally glanced at the ice curtain on the ice platform.
The originally opaque ice curtain now became extremely transparent, looming.
"Ah?!" Yi Xifeng almost dropped his jaw in shock. He quickly adjusted his position and observed the ice curtain from various low angles. Finally, he leaned on the symmetrical position of the skeleton and saw that there was a handle under the ice curtain.
of icicles.
He ran up the ice platform in two or three steps and came under the ice curtain. The ice curtain in his sight was a crystal clear entity, and it even reflected the look of Yi Xifeng who was confident of winning at this moment.
He carefully stretched out his palm and touched the bottom of the ice curtain.
Just like entering the secret room from the maze, there was almost no resistance, and Yi Xifeng's hand passed through the ice curtain.
"This can also be a trick! Is the owner of the secret realm a child who likes to play pranks..." Yi Xifeng touched the icicle with a dark face and twisted it slightly to one side.
Just with a "click" sound, a gap opened in the arc-shaped ice wall directly opposite, and the wind and snow outside suddenly floated in, as if they were flower petals celebrating victory.
Yi Xifeng strode out of the secret room and followed the dark blue ice wall to the deeper parts of the maze.
There were towering ice walls in all directions. Yi Xifeng could even see through the ice walls the secret rooms located between the outer maze and the inner maze. It seemed that if he wanted to enter the inner maze, it was necessary to pass through the secret rooms.
There were no frozen bronze mirrors on the dark blue ice wall, and there were not many side roads. Yi Xifeng walked forward along the only path.
"If the secret door of the secret room is not found, no matter how long you wander outside, you will still not be able to find the exit..." Yi Xifeng looked outside, "You still need to overcome the trouble caused by blindness when entering the secret room. A warrior who can reach this place
It’s really not easy.”
"Fortunately, I read a lot of books in the previous world and was much better at it!"
He smiled proudly and walked much more relaxedly.
The corridor formed by the dark blue ice wall was curved. Yi Xifeng twisted left and right, and finally came to a vast place, where he saw a huge palace sitting at the end of the corridor.
"A palace again?!" Yi Xifeng was startled. From the current point of view, the only connection between the first and third floors is the palace.
This time the palace was frozen by ice, the exterior reflected crystal clear light, and a thick layer of snow floated on the top of the palace.
Yi Xifeng walked forward and found two shallow footprints on the ground in front of him.
His heart was slightly shocked. Generally, such heavy snow can cover the footprints in less than an hour. At this moment, it should be...
"Yang Hua is with Ling Ruoxue, and He Buza is with Xiao Ti Que. The only person who can be alone is the Jin Zao Mu I saw in the mirror before..."
Thinking of the man with a sinister smile, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but frown. From the contact with him on the second floor, it could be seen that his target was him.
Strength? He has only reached the point where the knight enters the hall, and the hero enters the room on the opposite side.
Status? He is a disciple of the Zhenwu Dao Temple who was thrown into the capital of God's Realm by Han Sanli, and opposite him is a powerful disciple of the God's Cult.
"What do I have that deserves his attention?"
While thinking, Yi Xifeng cautiously approached the frozen palace. When he stood under the palace and looked up, he couldn't help blurting out: "The main hall of Biyou Palace?!"
Looking at the five big characters engraved on the plaque at the top of the palace, he was stunned for a moment.
Generally, the secret realms left behind by great masters who have passed away from the holy realm are mostly their own cultivation experiences and treasures and techniques during their lifetimes. However, there are some great masters who are obsessed with the sect and will leave some of the sect's famous attractions - for example, they practiced when they were young.
The nest is recreated in the secret realm.
But to directly move the main palace of one's sect to the secret realm, except for the past leaders, no one has the courage, right?
"Are these two world towers actually the tombs of the former leaders of the divine religion..." Yi Xifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's so shabby! It's really too shabby! There are nine floors in total, and there is nothing on the first two floors! There are only some
There are incomprehensible murals and a lunatic who can’t distinguish between heaven and earth!”
Yi Xifeng complained in his heart, but he still didn't forget the appearance of the first floor of the main hall that was destroyed by Sun Jiuer. The main hall at that time was more like the prototype of the main hall of Biyou Palace. It was really difficult to see without thinking carefully at the time.
"So, the palace on the second floor that was destroyed by the disciples of the divine sect was also the Biyou Palace. They were the main halls of the Biyou Palace in different periods?"
Stretching out his feet, he slowly stepped into the frozen hall in front of him.
It is strange to say that it is cold and windy outside, with heavy snow falling, but inside the main hall of Biyou Palace, it is as if it is isolated by a barrier, quiet and peaceful.
In front of a throne made of countless solid ice, a round mirror as big as a hand is suspended in the air.
It rotates regularly, with the white mist on the front and the dark starry sky on the back.
After entering the main hall, Yi Xifeng locked his eyes on the round mirror. After repeatedly making sure that there was no one ambushing around, he slowly approached the treasure, preparing to observe it carefully.
At this time, a lazy voice came from the throne.
"Who is coming?"
The sound sounded like he had just woken up from sleep. Yi Xifeng looked at the empty throne and saw an old man with white eyebrows and white hair slowly emerging.
His eyes were half-opened and his body was motionless, as if he was asleep. However, appearing out of thin air in this empty hall, he seemed to be no ordinary person.