On the top of the stone prison, a red light flashed.
As more and more flames poured into the surrounding stone walls, a strange pattern began to appear on the entire stone top.
There was a woman lying on her side in the red light, holding her chin in one hand and holding an ancient scroll in the other.
"How could there be such a pattern in a place like this?" Ye Yuxi was surprised, "Could it be that this stone prison has undergone a second transformation?"
A ridiculous idea flashed through Ye Yuxi's mind. Could this be an important place for Biyun Sect
But after thinking about the "blood food" cells outside, I felt that they didn't look like them. Maybe they were built to hold special prisoners.
In fact, Ye Yuxi's guess was correct. This stone prison was indeed an important place for the Biyun Sect.
Although the outside is where the "blood food" is imprisoned, the innermost "stone prison" has special significance to the Biyun Sect.
Soon, the artistic conception of flames gathered on the surrounding stone walls.
Absorbing the surrounding flames, the ancient scroll held by the woman in the stone statue shimmered with red luster.
"Is there something?"
Ye Yuxi naturally had good eyesight, and her beautiful eyes were fixed directly on the pages of the ancient scroll.
To be precise, it was an extremely subtle red light on the stone statue. With Ye Yuxi's years of vision, he could immediately tell that there was an interlayer inside!
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Yuxi made a bold decision.
His shoulders moved slightly, and a white arm made of spiritual power stretched out.
In this case, Ye Yuxi would naturally not take things out rashly. Using mental power might trigger the restriction. In this case, using spiritual limbs was the best way Ye Yuxi could think of.
The white arms continued to stretch, and when they approached the top stone wall, Ye Yuxi was already very energetic.
He manipulated his spiritual power to make the nails on his white arms grow, and the tips were as thin as hair.
Don't look at the slenderness of those "nails". With Ye Yuxi's current cultivation level, even if a ninth-level spirit master came over, he might not be able to cut off the nails with a full-strength sword.
The "nails" extended to the seams of the ancient scroll, and with a gentle pull, a piece of silk-like thing was pulled out.
The process encountered no resistance and no restrictions were triggered.
Out of caution, Ye Yuxi did not touch the piece of silk directly, but held it close with her spiritual limbs.
"Tian Silk?" Ye Yuxi raised her eyebrows.
The silk was as thin as a cicada's wings, with almost no weight. The whole body showed a light golden luster, which was very similar to the material of Jinyi's sky silk gloves.
What attracted Ye Yuxi's attention even more was the content on the silk.
The artistic conception of flames gathered on it, and two lines of writing were faintly visible. Ye Yuxi glanced over and read it subconsciously in her heart.
Twenty-eight beauties have a body that looks like a crisp, with a sword at their waists to kill the foolish man.
Although there are no dead heads, secretly the bones of the emperor are withered.
Buzz!
The moment he recited these lines of poetry silently in his heart, Ye Yuxi's consciousness instantly entered a hazy state, and his whole body's spiritual power was subconsciously mobilized, running along several strange meridians in his body.
If there is anyone nearby, they will be surprised to find that the surface of Ye Yuxi's body is covered with a layer of pink spiritual power.
The moment his consciousness entered a hazy state, Ye Yuxi felt that many pictures flashed through his mind, and time seemed to have slowed down a lot at this moment.
"!"
After all, Ye Yuxi has a heavenly cultivation level and a strong mental power as a ninth-grade alchemist.
As soon as her thoughts sank, she immediately broke free. When her eyes returned to clarity, the layer of pink spiritual power that had just been attached to her body also dissipated.
"What a weird object!"