The entire area within ten miles around the main Kunwu Peak was shrouded in thick fog.
At the main peak of Kunwu, the moment the gray mist was thrown out by Fudao Shanren, the mountain protection formation was activated. It was like the only clear floating island in the thick fog, but except for the people of Kunwu, no one else would know the existence of this "floating island".
At this moment, the ninety-six people were divided into twelve groups, eight people in each group, and all entered the foggy sky.
Zhenren Hengxu and Hermit Fudao stood side by side on a high place. Not far away on the platform on the mountainside were the elders of various major sects.
Picture after picture appeared clearly at the edge of the thick fog, standing on the boundary between the mountain protection formation and the foggy sky, reflecting all the situations inside the foggy sky through virtual shadows truthfully and promptly.
Everyone stared intently at the shadow floating in the air.
When they saw the twelve groups of eight people finally gathered together, all kinds of voices suddenly rang out from the major sects. Some sighed, some laughed, and some grumbled.
If you look back, you can see that the expressions on everyone's faces are different.
Those who were happy that their disciples had met good teammates laughed heartily; those who saw that their disciples were actually the strongest in the team could only smile bitterly and sigh.
Hearing the noises nearby, Fudao Shanren, holding the chicken leg, couldn't help but look back.
Without even turning his head, Master Hengxu smiled and said, "They seem to have forgotten that you are the one who made the rules for this small meeting. I'm afraid you are too happy too early, right?"
"hey-hey."
Fudaoshanren withdrew his gaze and laughed sinisterly.
"Let's not talk about my abilities for now, but these old guys are really not good enough. They either sigh or show their joy on their faces. It's really a disgrace to our Central Region."
Master Hengxu only looked up at the shadow above him, and suddenly frowned slightly: "What is that?"
"Um?"
Fudaoshanren didn't quite understand what he was asking. When he heard the voice, he just followed his gaze and saw eight figures at once—
Jianchou, dressed in a moon-white robe, stood quietly in an open area of the forest. In front of him were countless demon vines that had emerged from the hall. They looked like a few small ants standing in front of a giant python.
Among their group of eight people, there are Jianchou and Gu Qingmei.
When Fudao Shanren saw it, he immediately remembered what Jianchou had said before about killing Hong Xiaojie, and he instantly had the urge to clapped his hands and laughed wildly.
"Hahaha, great, great!"
"… "
So his problem was ignored
There was no expression on Master Hengxu's face. He just repeated the question: "What is that?"
He raised his hand and pointed, and saw the huge and old bone palace in the shadow.
"Oh, that?"
Fudaoshanren took a look and didn't take it seriously.
This foggy sky does not belong to Kunwu, so it is normal that Zhenren Hengxu does not know what it is.
certainly…
Fudao took a bite of the chicken leg and laughed.
It is also possible that he figured out what it was, so he asked.
He shrugged, not caring: "Old Monster Hengxu, you are really old. You don't recognize this? This is the Fishbone Palace!"
Fishbone Temple.
He actually hid the Fishbone Hall in such a place!
Now he has appeared at Zuo Sanqian's meeting. This is...
Zhenren Hengxu suddenly didn't know what to say, and a sinister look suddenly appeared on his face. He just looked at Fu Dao.
Fudaoshanren rolled his eyes and was about to throw him two chicken legs to chew together, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden exclamation from the side!
"My God! What is he doing?"
"Did the Demon Sealing Sword Sect produce a madman this year?"
"What is that?"
"So many magical instruments... How is it possible..."
"Is this guy okay? Why would he attack his companion?!"
…
Before he could say anything, before he could hand over the chicken leg, he took it back and looked in the direction of the voice.
“Pah.”
The last person, Xiahou She, struck out with a sword, and the Jietiantai Seal belonging to that person fell gently into his hand and collided with the other nine Jietiantai Seals, making a slight sound.
Ten pieces!
At the moment when the ten Jitiantai seals collided with each other, a clear blue cold light suddenly penetrated the heavy fog in the void and fell on Xiahou She!
The main peak of Kunwu, which was originally obscured by thick fog, finally reappeared in front of him under this transparent blue light.
An old and indifferent voice sounded throughout the foggy sky at the same time!
"Xiahou She, the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, has ten Heavenly Platform Seals, allowing you to pass through!"
At this moment, countless monks who were still in the fog, or even who had just gotten to know each other, all looked up with unspeakable shock in their eyes.
Too fast!
How could it be so fast
Xiahou She originally had three rooftop terraces, and he needed to capture seven more.
There are seven seats in total, so even if we take turns to roam around, it will take a long time.
He was once ranked first by Zhilinsou. Is his strength so terrifying
Countless people were shocked.
Of course, Lu Xiangleng is also included.
In a corner of the foggy day, she looked up at the faint blue light, but could not see any human figure, and could not help but sigh.
Nie Xiaowan's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide: "Brother Zhang, your Sealing Demon Sword Sect is going to produce a big figure this time. Do you know him?"
This time, they were lucky as they were in the same group with Lu Xiangleng. All three of them knew Jianchou and were very polite to each other, so the atmosphere was pretty good.
Now, after hearing what Nie Xiaowan said, he gave a bitter smile and said, "Junior Brother Xia is a rare genius. He is usually not even seen by others. Even the elders in the sect have to respect him. I recognize him, but I don't think I know him."
Although he recognized him, Zhang Sui didn't dare to say that he knew him.
After hearing this, Lu Xiangleng's eyes showed a strange light, and he said, "It seems there is more to this story. But since someone has already passed the level, we have to hurry up. Let's go down and take a look."
After he finished speaking, a purple-gold light lit up. Lu Xiangleng took the lead, and the seven people behind him followed.
The vast white fog shows no sign of dissipating.
The blue light that pierced through the fog was gradually dissipating.
"Will he choose to stay, or will he be out?"
Standing next to Jianchou, Gu Qingmei also looked at the blue light and became a little stunned.
The world is so big, what is a Kunwu
The other sects among the top five are not famous for nothing.
Today, Kunwu can produce a Xie Buchen, Yashan can produce a Jianchou, and the Demon Sealing Sword Sect can also produce a Xiahou She.
There are countless people of extraordinary talent and genius, which category does she, Gu Qingmei, belong to
Her fingers clenched quietly, her lips pursed, and her mood became a little gloomy.
Jianchou's face was calm and unperturbed.
While they were still groping and thinking about the whereabouts of others, Xiahou She had already completed the minimum passing standard of ten Tiantai Seals in the first test. It was so fast that it was unimaginable.
How could it be such a coincidence that he ran into a group of people
What's more, he originally had three missiles and now has ten, which means he just killed seven people.
The moment he heard that Xiahou She had advanced, Jianchou had already confirmed Xiahou She's method of passing the level -
Undoubtedly, he attacked his companions.
Cold-blooded, calm, ruthless, and smart.
Jianchou felt a little emotional and said, "I have had a few words with this person. I only know that he has a perverse and unpredictable temperament and seems to be very difficult to get along with. It is really uncertain whether he will leave or stay."
"Speaking of which, this rule is too tricky. Since they told us that he could pass, they didn't say whether he was still there. This makes us nervous. What if we encounter him?"
Money is lacking and there is dissatisfaction.
But after he finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat. He looked up at Jianchou and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make up a story about Fu Daoshan. This, this..."
"No problem."
Seeing Chou smile, I knew what he was nervous about.
She knows better than anyone how unreliable her master is, and it won't kill anyone if she arranges the matter.
What's more, he himself admitted that the rules are deceptive.
Retracting his gaze from the blue light in the sky that was almost gone, Jianchou said to everyone, "It doesn't matter whether Xiahou She stays or leaves. We have ninety-six people in total. Even if we don't meet Xiahou She, we will meet others one day. We just need to be alert at all times. What we should consider now is this palace."
Main hall.
All the attention that was previously attracted by Xiahou She's clearance came back at once.
The great hall still stood quietly at the end of their sight and occupied most of their field of vision.
The exterior of the hall was covered in a dark white color. The two rows of huge and ferocious teeth above and below the gate looked like the mouth of a vicious beast, waiting for its prey to enter.
Countless strange yet vibrant green vines stretched out from the hall.
Jianchou walked around the hall from a distance and stared at the white outer wall. There were many vines and a lot of dust. It was obvious that it was very old and no one had come to maintain it.
Gu Qingmei also followed and looked over, and asked, "Did Senior Sister Jianchou see anything?"
"It's bones." Jianchou answered casually, and then said, "It looks like the bones of a fish head. There are words on the hall, but it's too far away and blocked by vines, so it's hard to see clearly. What about you?"
She asked back, wanting to know if everyone had discovered any other information.
Qian Que and others had the same judgment as Jianchou at most. They could not say anything and just shook their heads.
Only Gu Qingmei, after looking around the hall and still finding nothing, suddenly had an idea and ran to look at the countless vines.
The more she looked, the brighter her eyes became, and she exclaimed in surprise, "I know what this is!"
The seven people's eyes were immediately focused on her.
Jianchou also looked at her and asked, "Vine?"
"Yes. These vines are quite strange. They came out of the temple and pierced the sky. Senior Sister Jianchou may not know that I was browsing through countless Kunwu books a while ago, and happened to read a book called "Records of Ten Thousand Trees". This vine is called "Dead Leaf Vine". It only grows in the burial places of powerful monks who had achieved great cultivation during their lifetime. It absorbs the energy of their decayed bodies and connects heaven and earth, so it can be so weird."
Gu Qingmei looked at the hall with curiosity in her eyes.
After thinking for a while, Jianchou also remembered and asked, "This is also called 'Dead Bone Vine', right?"
Gu Qingmei was a little surprised when she heard this.
"So Senior Sister Jianchou also knew about this. I am the one who is showing off my skills."
"Junior Sister Gu, there is no need to be so. How could I remember so much? It was only after Junior Sister Gu mentioned it that I suddenly remembered it." Jianchou was telling the truth and gave Gu Qingmei enough face, and continued, "This withered bone vine grows where the bones of powerful monks are buried. So this place, isn't it..."
The eyes of the other six people suddenly lit up.
Qian Que immediately slapped his thigh and said, "This is an opportunity waiting for us! It's not easy to get a Taoist seal or pick up a magic weapon."
"Besides, this is our first test in Zuo Sanqian Small Association. Even if Elder Fudao tries to cheat us again, it won't cost us our lives, right?" Zhou Qingyun on the other side seemed to be interested as well and echoed.
Gu Qingmei simply suggested: "Why don't we form a formation and get closer to the main hall to see if there is anything unusual and there is a formation to resist, we can also quickly remove it. What do you think?"
As soon as Qian Que heard that this was the place where a great soldier had passed away, he had been salivating over it.
However, due to his current identity as "Meng Xizhou", he could not exaggerate too much. He just looked at the hall in front of him with a hidden eager gaze, and the original weird feeling was completely gone at this moment.
From Qian Que's perspective, the entire hall had been made of spiritual stones.
The others were not much different and nodded.
The other seven people all had the same idea, so Jianchou naturally couldn't stop them.
not to mention…
She was not worried about passing the customs at all, after all, there were seven people in front of her.
Without Gu Qingmei, the rest were no match for her, and she was luckier than Xiahou She, because if she wanted, she didn't need to kill seven people, but only six. Because she originally had four rooftop terraces.
So, after finding that everyone agreed, Jianchou also said: "In that case, let's go in and take a look."
The eight people formed a simple Baji Formation, with Gu Qingmei, who was quite familiar with formations, as the core of the formation, and they approached the Fishbone Palace together.
The ground was covered with soft green grass and thick moss.
Their footsteps made no sound as they fell on the grass and moss. In order to avoid any accidents, each of their steps was only an inch off the ground.
The closer you get, the clearer the shape of the Fishbone Hall becomes.
Jianchou could already see cracks on the fish bones, as if they were torn apart by countless vines growing out of them.
step…
step…
Getting closer.
There was a look of caution and caution on everyone's face.
As the vanguard, Jianchou walked in front while investigating the situation ahead.
Every vine was motionless, and there were no ambushes set up around.
It was like an abandoned palace. Apart from being a little scary and hideous, there was nothing special about it.
Jianchou frowned slightly, and after confirming that there was no danger, he stepped forward.
Fifty feet.
Forty feet.
Thirty feet!
…
Something strange happened suddenly!
“Buzz!”
As if something was suddenly touched, when they came within thirty feet of the Fishbone Hall, the entire Fishbone Hall trembled slightly as if it had life!
“Be careful!”
It was clearly a very slight tremor, but when everyone saw it, it was simply horrifying.
Jianchou stopped without hesitation and opened his arms. There was a faint light flickering between his eyebrows, as if he was ready to draw out the ghost axe at any time.
The other seven people also held the magic weapons tightly, their bodies tensed to the extreme!
The fishbone temple built on the ground trembled only for a moment and then stopped.
However, the next moment, its trembling startled the countless vines that were reaching high into the sky. At that instant, all the vines seemed to go crazy, like giant pythons and giant dragons, retracting from the sky, bringing up gusts of wind!
The Fishbone Hall, which had just stopped shaking, suddenly began to shake at an even more terrifying speed!
It was clearly not a very wide hall, but when countless vines were retracted, they were all accommodated by this hall!
In just the blink of an eye, before everyone could put away their guard and surprise, the vines disappeared without a trace like water sucked back by a whale!
Everyone looked at each other in surprise.
this…
What's going on
That ghost thing actually seemed to be scared by them
Gu Qing frowned, looking at the hall that suddenly revealed all the doors and windows, and asked in confusion: "Although the dead leaf vine absorbs the spiritual energy of the powerful monks after their death, it can only grow wildly, and it shouldn't be so spiritual. Could it be..."
"The dead leaf vine has become a spirit?"
Qianque added automatically.
Gu Qingmei glanced at him and suddenly remembered the Emperor Jiang Bone Jade in the Killing Red World. Her face turned grim: "If this is the case, I'm afraid everything will be difficult."
As she thought about it, she turned around and spoke to Jianchou: "Senior Sister Jianchou, the situation here is strange. I'm afraid we can't handle it. Why don't we... Senior Sister Jianchou?"
Gu Qingmei's voice suddenly rose and she looked at Jianchou in surprise!
Just because, while they were talking, Jianchou actually broke away from the formation formed by the eight of them and walked another three to five feet towards the Fishbone Hall!
Hearing the voice behind him, Jianchou stopped but did not look back.
The green vines were pulled away, finally revealing a few white steps in front of the hall. On both sides of the white bone outer wall were engraved brown-red words, like dried blood, but the words seemed too mottled, and Jianchou could not recognize a single word.
Only the blood-red color on those two rows of teeth, which seemed to have never faded for thousands of years, was clearly visible.
Fish eye grave!
A dull white ball was suspended in the middle of the hall of bones. In Jianchou's eyes, it seemed ordinary.
…
An isolated island on earth, a mass grave.
"Huh..."
It is darkest before dawn.
The howling north wind blew, and wild dogs ran through the mass grave, dragging out corpses wrapped in straw mats.
On the edge, there is a new grave that was built not long ago.
The grave was low, surrounded by circles of paper figures and paper horses made for the deceased. In front of the tombstone there were some ashes of incense, candles and paper money, which were blown into the air by the wind.
The strange thing is that the tombstone in front of this grave is blank, without a single word on it.
A young man, wearing a light green robe with an old pattern, but his hair had somehow turned completely white, and under the cold moonlight, it looked as pale as death.
He clearly had the body and face of a young boy, but his eyes had an indescribable sense of age.
It’s not that such a gaze is old, but that it has crossed the long river of time and years, and even crossed the boundary between young and old, becoming blurred and difficult to distinguish.
The wind blew his long hair, he just raised his hand and gently patted the tombstone, with a faint smile on his lips.
The monks are really interesting...
You don't have to kill people yourself.
For example, the unlucky Zhang Tingwei lies in this new grave...
"There is no reincarnation in the Nineteen Continents' cultivation world. I wonder what will happen to those who are half-human and half-cultivator when they enter the underworld... cough..."
He muttered to himself, but suddenly frowned and coughed.
A feeling of weakness, as if it came up from the center of the earth, invaded his whole body.
Sunset, sunrise.
For him, it is a reincarnation.
He supported himself on the tombstone and slowly sat down, not minding the ashes on the ground at all, or perhaps he didn't have the energy to care.
Looking up at the moon, the moonlight is gradually fading.
A huge and blurry shadow covered over from a distance, covering the moon in the blink of an eye, and the whole world was in darkness.
A ray of white light suddenly flew out from the darkness.
The young man raised his hand and took it lightly. His weak fingers formed a stiff arc, like a piece of dry firewood, but he had already firmly grasped the white bead in his hand.
His brows were slightly furrowed, his face pale, and his eyes fell on the white bead.
"Himaru no Me?"
"In ancient times, I was the god of the sea. A foolish fish asked me to do something for him, so I left this eye to him. Now it can see the secrets of heaven. You are just a dying mayfly. With this, you can get a glimpse of the reincarnation of the underworld."
The voice was as vague as the figure, floating and vague, as if it came from the entire sky and entered his ears.
"How can I be dying? I'm already..." The young man turned his fingers, picked up the white bead, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, but murmured, "Eternal life."
As if his murmur was heard, a long sigh came from the sky.
The black shadow that covered the sky seemed to make a circle and then hover away.
Immortality, Fu Chaosheng.
The young man sat there, motionless, his eyes fixed on the eye.
The trip to the isolated island on earth has yielded some small gains.
Zhang Tang's death was caused by this "evil spirit"...
After death, people go to the underworld, settle grudges, and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation in the polar realm.
He moved his fingers slightly, as if stroking the fish's eyes, and then relaxed his hands.
Then, the fish eyes emitted a dim light, shining on his pale face.
Tremble, tremble.
It finally hovered in front of the boy, and the shadow of a giant flounder slowly appeared.
In the foggy sky, there is also a fish eye.
Seeing that Jianchou was fine, Gu Qingmei and others finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked over from behind.
They saw the name of the hall at a glance, and also saw a fish eye floating in the hall with a faint flickering divine light in the eye, but they all stood beside Jianchou without moving.
"What is that?"
Gu Qingmei wasn't sure and asked.
"Fish eyes."
When she was a wife, she had cooked a lot of fresh fish, and she knew very well what fish eyes looked like.
Just looking back at the three big characters on the temple, she still felt like she was in a dream—
The fish head was used as the temple and the bones as the steps, just to bury a "fish eye"