When he arrived here, Zhang Qianzhen's depressed and depressed mood seemed to be a little better. He casually sat down on the ground next to a towering old tree that was unknown how old it was, and rested quietly.
Then, he whispered to himself: "I'm such a waste. My cultivation speed is too slow! I'm seventeen years old, and I haven't been able to break through to the realm of real people even at the age of seventeen. Now I'm the direct descendant of the six clans of Qingcheng Mountain. Among the clan members, I am the worst, right? It’s really a disgrace to my family.”
As he spoke, Zhang Qianzhen's eyes flashed with tears.
The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty. In anger, he picked up a sharp stone next to him and hurt himself!
"Isn't it?"
Fu Yang frowned and subconsciously wanted to stop it. Then he immediately realized that this was just an illusion in Zhang Qianzhen's memory. Even if these things really happened, they happened hundreds of years ago...
Poof!
The sharp edge of gravel scratched the palm of seventeen-year-old Zhang Qianzhen's hand.
A blood-red wound immediately appeared, and the muscles on the edge rolled up. Blood dripped down his palm and onto the ground where dead branches and leaves were piled up. It was shocking!
It can be seen that he is really exerting himself. Perhaps he wants to use pain to eliminate the depression in his heart?
Fu Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head slightly: "It seems that no matter what era it is, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator. In this era of youth and rebellion, there will always be some irrational behaviors."
Sudden!
Where Zhang Qianzhen's blood dripped, something changed.
His blood flowed down along the gaps between the dead branches and leaves, and it seemed that he had touched something mysterious near the towering ancient tree!
Huhuhu...
A whirlwind suddenly blew up all around, blowing up all the leaves around Zhang Qianzhen. These leaves and branches condensed in the air, and finally turned into the shape of a single arch!
With the towering ancient tree as the center of the circle, some gray and white lines appeared on the surrounding ground, forming strange rune marks.
This, what's going on?
Zhang Qianzhen, who is only seventeen years old, obviously does not have much experience. And because of his low cultivation talent, he rarely leaves Qingcheng Mountain. When encountering such a strange phenomenon, he is still a little panicked.
As for Fu Yang on the side, he fell into shock.
Because the rune marks composed of gray and white lines that emerged on the ground exuded exactly the same aura as when the demon Zhang Qianzhen used the "Corpse and Bones Magic" before!
I see!
Fu Yang thought to himself: "It seems that if Zhang Qian, the good and the evil, really appeared, it should have happened today? What kind of secret is there? I am really curious and looking forward to it."
He cheered up and stared at Zhang Qianzhen with all his concentration, while observing the strange phenomena around him...
But those dead branches and leaves formed an arched portal. They flew back and hit the towering old tree with a bang. They actually merged with the tree trunk, and a real arched door appeared on the tree trunk!
You know, this towering ancient tree has been growing for who knows how many years. The main trunk of the tree is probably surrounded by seven or eight adult men holding hands, and they can't surround it.
A strange sound suddenly sounded from the arched door on the tree trunk.
"Come on, come on..."
"Come in, come in. Come to me..."
"There is what you want. Zhang Qianzhen... you can get everything you want if you come in!"
"Do you want your father to like you? Do you want your tribe to exaggerate and admire you? Do you want your mother to be proud of you?"
"I can give it to you, come here..."
This voice was full of a bewitching atmosphere. Even Fu Yang felt like he was being lured in after listening to it. What's more, Zhang Qianzhen, who was only seventeen years old and had low magical power?
Moreover, almost every word spoken by this strange voice touched Zhang Qianzhen’s heart!
So with only a brief moment of fear and hesitation, he walked towards the arched door on the towering old tree in a strange way. Then, he entered!
Fu Yang also walked a few steps quickly and followed Zhang Qianzhen in...
call!
A flower blooms before your eyes, and the scene changes.
When the vision returned to normal, the surroundings became dark.
This place seems to be underground, but it shouldn't be too deep from the surface. It is a circular space, with a faint slanting beam of light shining from above the head...
If you look carefully, you will find that there are many twisted shadows here like giant pythons, which turn out to be densely packed thick tree roots! In other words, Zhang Qianzhen and Fu Yang are now located in the underground area where the towering ancient trees take root.
"What will happen here?"
Fu Yang stared ahead, seeing the back of seventeen-year-old Zhang Qianzhen...
The place with the densest tree roots in front suddenly changed. Those giant python-like roots spread out in all directions, really like a snake crawling. Then, a black stone platform that had just been covered by tree roots was revealed.
On the stone platform, the densely carved strange runes were completely different from the current runes.
"Come here, come here, you will get what you want and realize your wish to become stronger..."
The bewitching voice sounded again, causing Zhang Qianzhen to stumble forward.
At this moment, all he could think about was the longing of "to be recognized by his father, to be exaggerated by his tribe, and to be proud of himself now."
Fu Yang also quickly came to the front of the black stone platform and lowered his head to take a look.
I saw a groove on the stone platform. This groove... was surprisingly in the shape of a finger!
Zhang Qianzhen slowly stretched out his hand.
That voice kept tempting him, asking him to put his hand up. In fact, he roughly guessed that this should be the trace left by some kind of strange existence, and he also thought about turning around and running away...
But the desire deep in his heart made him finally choose to place his hand on the finger-shaped groove on the surface of the black stone table.
At this moment!
A terrifying gray halo suddenly appeared at the contact point between Zhang Qianzhen's palm and the finger bone mark, and then turned into a bone-like white ball of light.
There are a large number of silk threads on the light ball, which are connected to Zhang Qianzhen's body. Then they are quickly withdrawn and suspended in front of him...
Immediately afterwards, this ball of light as white as bone began to slowly change!
What seemed to be two arms stretched out from the ball of light, and then two legs and a torso took shape... Finally, a head appeared on it.
A human silhouette appeared!
By this time, Fu Yang had almost guessed the direction in which things would develop...
After a few seconds, the outline of the human figure changing in white light became completely clear. It was exactly the same as the real Zhang Qianzhen!
It stood on the black stone platform with an expressionless face.
"You...who are you? What are you."
Zhang Qianzhen, who was only seventeen years old, was obviously a little awake at this time, so he was subconsciously afraid. (End of Chapter 4)