The next morning, the sun was shining brightly and the spring was warm.
"Master, are you going out?"
The girl in front of her was dressed in a strong outfit, her curves were beautiful, her long hair was tied into a ponytail and swayed behind her, her whole body was filled with dazzling vitality.
"Um!"
Jiang Zirou nodded and said:
"I have to go out for something. If it is fast, I can come back in a day or two. If it is slow, it will take three or four days. It probably won't take too long."
Don't think about it.
I also know that the devil's lair is extremely dangerous.
But the strength of the half-step martial sage, as well as various hole cards, gave Jiang Zirou the confidence to take chestnuts out of the fire.
"be safe!"
Jiang Cheng smiled, then lowered his head, and slowly waved the broom in his hand to clean the square in front of the Sutra Pavilion.
"Yeah! I see~"
Waved goodbye to the little eunuch.
Looking at the figure of the girl walking away in the morning light, she shook her head, sighed, and continued with the work in hand.
…
Today is different.
At the poetry meeting, he was very popular, and the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was widely circulated.
Jiang Zirou's deeds gradually became known.
Ancient news is blocked.
Recreational activities in daily life are few and far between.
therefore.
Such a ill-fated, talented, but vain Princess of Lenggong has become the talk of people after dinner.
"If you expected today's consequences that day, you should never listen to Jiang Heng's fooling around!"
Dress up a little.
Unless it is a few acquaintances in the palace or Daxia Academy, I don't worry about being recognized.
Holding the finger wrench left by the old man in his hand, he searched everywhere in the huge imperial capital.
The demon suppressed by Jiang Zirou jumped out of the imperial capital, and combined with some information summarized by the old man and Jiang Zirou himself, the so-called devil's den must be in the imperial capital.
A strong man in the realm of a great master practices spiritual thoughts.
Spiritual thoughts are attached to objects, and information can be transmitted through the objects.
But Meng Qingyang's cultivation is not advanced, and his spiritual sense is not strong, and the finger in Jiang Zirou's hand is not a precious treasure...
As a result, the received message is very vague.
The only way to do it is to search slowly in the imperial capital.
Fortunately.
Although the imperial capital is large, Jiang Zirou's cultivation in the semi-holy realm should not be underestimated.
After noon.
The jade wrench in his hand gave off a hazy halo.
"arrive!"
Jiang Zirou stopped in her tracks, but her face was filled with astonishment.
"Royal Mausoleum! Why is it here!?"
Reminiscent of the consistent style of his ancestors, Jiang Zirou was stunned, feeling that throwing the magic cave in the imperial mausoleum seemed to be in line with Jiang Taizu's style.
"Isn't this cheating offspring?"
Jiang Zirou is dumb:
"No wonder the Dragon of Luck has been feeling sick, maybe the problem is in the Devil's Nest!"
I don't know how many times the imperial mausoleum has come.
Familiar with the road, he stepped in one step, with the wind blowing under his feet, holding the wrench in his hand, and quickly shuttled among the different mountains and waters.
finally.
In an inconspicuous mountain range, on a piece of water with a radius of one hundred feet.
Jiang Zirou stopped and tapped lightly on the surface of the water, causing waves to ripple.
"It's here!"
Taking a deep breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he slowly swung his fist towards the water under his feet.
"Taizu Chong Fist Open!"
There was a "crash".
The calm water suddenly exploded, and eighteen thick water columns like mountains exploded out of thin air, splashing down all around.
under one punch.
The deep pool with a radius of hundreds of feet was actually evaporated alive.
The water in the pool rolled backwards in all directions, and at the bottom of the water, an ancient stele with dragon patterns appeared in Jiang Zirou's sight.
"It's so mysterious."
Landing on the pond, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the lines on the stone tablet.
The tentacles are warm and moist, I don't know if they are made of materials such as Japanese and Japanese.
The golden light suddenly lit up, "Roar!" In a trance, a loud dragon chant echoed in the mountains, making people feel awe.
Jiang Zirou frowned.
Taiwu's avatar, as tall as a mountain, was automatically activated on the back, and golden lines also appeared on the tall and burly body.
"Crack!"
The mechanism turned slowly, and a dry well appeared under the stone tablet.
The mouth of the well is pitch black and bottomless, and faint devilish energy blows from it, icy cold, like a portal leading to hell.
Daunting.
But Jiang Zirou is not an ordinary person.
Practicing the method of disintegrating the demon, this kind of demonic energy is not only harmless to her, but also a great tonic that benefits her cultivation.
"This abyss of desire..."
Shaking his head, he was already prepared.
Naturally, he would not hesitate.
He directly raised his leg and jumped into the deep well.
above.
The light on the dragon pattern stone tablet lit up, the hole closed, and the lake water poured back.
Return to its original appearance again.
…
"Boom!"
I don't know how long it took before Jiang Zirou fell to the ground.
It's because of his advanced cultivation.
The moment Jiang Zirou touched the hard ground, his legs felt weak.
Very rare.
It was pitch black all around, and there were two blood-colored moons hanging on the dome. There was a weird smell in the air, which was not unpleasant, but it could arouse people's hidden desires.
"Is it magic energy? It doesn't seem to be..."
Just when Jiang Zirou's doubts arose.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for arriving in the Devil's Cave! The task is signed in and you get the "Dragon Sutra of All Things Transformation""
Accompanied by a desolate dragon chant.
Endless information was transmitted to Jiang Zirou's Tianling Gai, and vast scrolls unfolded one after another, including grand altars, giant beasts like gods, and sages shrouded in brilliance...
And the real dragon as huge as a continuous mountain range.
"Everything has the nature of a dragon!"
My heart was shocked.
Human practice can be roughly divided into three parts.
Exercising, refining Qi, and spiritual thoughts.
But "The Dragon Sutra of All Things Transformation" does not belong to the three parts.
This method explains the use of the energy of the five elements of heaven and earth.
"It doesn't look like a practice method, but like a formation!"
"That's right, it's the formation!"
During the founding period of Jiang Taizu, those powerful formation masters were still active in the world.
The array patterns on the walls of the imperial capital are the masterpieces of those array masters.
The pattern is activated, which can stop millions of troops.
This is still after a thousand years, and after countless wars and sandstorms, it still has such power. It is conceivable how infinite the power of this large formation must be when it is just established.
I'm afraid that several great masters will come back without a feather.
However, with the passage of the world, those formation masters have disappeared from the world in the past few hundred years.
It is said that there are some Feng Shui masters who have passed on part of their knowledge.
"A pleasant surprise!"
Jiang Zirou was very excited to learn new things and get in touch with fields that he had never touched before.
"But then again... what are those two moons overhead?"
He looked up at the two blood moons.
Suddenly, I realized that those two moons... seemed to be looking at me too.
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