"How did you get here?"
Jun Wanbai stood up as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the door. She intentionally or unintentionally drew Li Xin's attention away from the bronze statue on the ground.
It turned out that Li Xin was also teleported to this floor, but it was far away from the tower room where Jun Wanbai was. After he got the inheritance, he followed the circular corridor like Jun Wanbai, planning to search for Jiuxuan one by one. Disciple. As a result, seeing the crows flying into the center of him, from the direction the crows flew, Li Xin figured out where they probably came from, so he groped along the way.
Along the way, I only saw that the door of this tower room was open, so I looked for it, and I heard Jun Wanbai's voice as soon as I stepped into the door.
"You haven't met the Beastmaster?"
Jun Wanbai asked subconsciously.
Li Xin shook her head.
At this time, Jun Wanbai vaguely noticed something wrong in Li Xin's narration—the corpses of snakes and crows summoned by the disciples of the Beast Master Sect she just killed were all on the ground, but Li Xin didn't mention it at all.
After fighting Li Xin for so long, she knew that Li Banfeng, a half-lunatic, was definitely not a careless person, and would never turn a blind eye to the corpses of those snake birds.
"It's weird!"
Jun Wanbai stood up abruptly, and told Li Xin to rush with her to the place where the attacker had just met, while quickly and succinctly telling what happened just now.
The tower room where the statue of the misty bird of prey was placed was not too far from the place where Jun Wanbai encountered a sneak attack, and the two of them arrived soon. When they saw the ground, Jun Wanbai suddenly stopped in his tracks, with a look of astonishment on his face— The ground was empty.
There was no corpse of a strange snake, no corpse of a crow, let alone a trace of blood.
The ground of the deep black stone corridor is smooth and clean.
Jun Wanbai's face darkened, and she strode over, looking for the trace left when she drew the sword just now. Still nothing, it's like there wasn't any fighting at all here.
"It's a strange place..." Jun Wanbai looked around calmly, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, "Li Banmaic, let's go find someone else right away, here... there are other things."
Li Xin followed with a torch, frowning, looking at the smooth stone surface. Jun Wanbai walked a few steps, but he still stayed on the spot without moving. Jun Wanbai looked back at him in surprise, only to see Li Xin squatting down, sticking the torch into the ground, and was carefully inspecting something.
"My surname is Jun, your eyesight is getting worse and worse."
Without waiting for Jun Wanbai's urging, Li Xin taunted first. He stretched out his hand and stroked the ground slowly, as if he was looking for something.
"I haven't seen such a big formation, even ordinary people in their 70s and 80s have better eyesight than you."
Formation
Jun Wanbai was slightly taken aback, unexpectedly one day these two words would come out of Li Banfeng's mouth, it was as if the sun suddenly came out from the west.
Li Xin knew what Jun Wanbai was thinking without even raising his eyes. He asked Jun Wanbai to come over and look at the inconspicuous stone patterns on the ground, "During the Wanxian Era, the source of the Wanzhen sect—the Zhen sect had not yet been destroyed. At that time, I once invented a kind of hidden array that combines the terrain and terrain without knowing it.
"You're not crazy, who are you?"
Jun Wanbai's double swords rested on Li Xin's neck, with evil eyes.
Li Xin: "... surnamed Jun, do you think that everyone is just like you, and they still don't want to make progress after making such a noise in the Thunder Dragon Formation? After returning from Lingxing Temple, I studied the formation technique."
Jun Wanbai put away one of the two swords, and the other was still on Li Xin's neck.
"Because time was too tight, so I picked the key points and went straight to Miscellaneous Notes." Li Xin added a bit unwillingly.
Jun Wanbai suddenly realized.
——The foundations of the formations issued by Jiuxuanmen are huge and long, and the hypnotic effect is excellent. Once Jun Wanbai tried to read it once, but was impatient and skipped to read the miscellaneous notes that could barely be regarded as written in human language , this part is all anecdotes. This guy who has always been Li Banmaid tried to save his formation after returning from the underground of Yanmen, but after reading some, he couldn't help jumping to read Miscellaneous Notes like her.
Then I happened to see this part of the record, and then I recognized the patterns on the ground.
Jun Wanbai withdrew his long sword, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, and found that there were indeed some thin lines hidden in those stone lines, the marks were very shallow, and it was extremely difficult to find them: "What is this?"
When there was no answer, Li Xin looked at her expressionlessly.
"How do you understand the sentence of focusing on the key points?"
——In other words, being able to recognize it is already a stroke of luck, and you expect him to know more
Jun Wanbai sneered, completely relieved, she was indeed half-crazy.
"The aspect of thick earth, this is the aspect of the earth."
Suddenly, the stone door of the tower room closest to the two of them opened, and a man walked out with a knife in his hand, with an expression that everyone owed him money.
It is Hezhou.
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"Zhou Tianming is engraved on the top, and the earth is engraved on the bottom."
Ye Qiusheng read this short sentence, watching the changes on both sides of the stone steps and the tower wall.
He stepped on the scattered Golden Crow flames on the stone steps and walked down layer by layer. This pagoda buried in the ground is more majestic than the Qingming Pagoda in Bingzhou. Gradually deeper into the darkness, all the way to the oppressive feeling in the depths of hell.
The torch in Ye Qiusheng's hand shone on the pitch-black tower wall. As he continued to walk down, the color of the tower wall gradually changed, and it was faintly covered with a layer of dark red. If you look carefully, you will find that many small stone patterns on those black stones have turned red at some point.
As the stone steps spiraled down, the red became deeper and more numerous, and the sticky dark red and black were mixed together, becoming more and more eerie and strange like a tower of darkness.
It feels like the whole tower is actually a huge funnel, and the blood from nowhere in the tower gathers down along the pattern, just like water gathers along the wall of the funnel.
Ye Qiusheng felt that the blood was a sacrificial ritual.
A rite to the tower itself.
When he stood at the bottom, the surrounding area had completely turned into the same dim blood red as the death sun outside.
"It's really unimaginable." Ye Qiusheng said softly, "It turns out that immortals like Tianwai will appear in this kind of place, which is simply the hell of Yama?"
"The Taishangzong's eyes haunted the land of the Twelve Dynasties. There should be no shortage of such places, and the Jiuxuanmen is no exception."
The long-awaited youth stood at the bottom of the black tower.
But just like what Ye Qiusheng said, it was very strange for this young man to appear here. He was out of tune with everything around him. He was holding a golden black longbow, and his white robe was dust-free. His breath was like the snow peaks on the plateau. , cold and distant.
He lowered his eyes slightly, watching the locked door of the lowest cell.
It was a dark iron door with nothing on it.