Gui Li stared at Jin Ping'er for a long time, frowned slightly, but did not speak, while Jin Ping'er acted as if nothing had happened under Gui Li's vaguely fierce gaze, and did not feel the importance of his words at this moment at all. As if inappropriate, he looked at Gui Li with a smile on his face.
In the Xuanhuo Altar, there was a moment of silence. Xiao Hui, the monkey lying on Gui Li's shoulder, seemed to dislike the atmosphere, moved his body, uttered "Zhi Zhi" twice, jumped off his master's shoulder and landed on the ground, looked around for a while, then looked at himself. He walked away to the side, and slowly walked to the center of the Xuanhuo Altar, which was engraved with countless red fierce gods.
Gui Li slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at Xiao Hui who was lying on the ground making faces at those fierce gods with great interest, and said slowly: "So, you know a lot?"
Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, her smile was as warm as a spring breeze, she swept across the icy hall lightly, and said: "I am a small and weak woman, how can I know anything, but I have been lucky enough to visit a few places in the past, You are valued by the Sect Master of the Ghost King, so I came to help you."
She pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't think too much about it!"
Gui Li frowned and remained silent, not to mention the faintly disturbing charm in Jin Ping'er's coquettish voice. After thinking for a while, he seemed to have suddenly forgotten why Jin Ping'er suddenly appeared here, and also forgot why Jin Ping'er appeared here suddenly, and also forgot the Jin Ping'er was still the mysterious one among the ghost kings, she just said indifferently: "In that case, I'm going to ask you for advice."
Jin Ping'er's eyes flashed brightly, but the smile on his face was still charming, and he said, "Sir, please tell me!"
Gui Li said: "It seems that you came here before me, as you said, it is said that to suppress the beast god, the 'Eight Fierce Black Fire Formation' must be here, but I am stupid and can't understand it, I wonder if Miss Jin has any insight?"
Jin Ping'er shook his head, with a wry smile on his face, and said: "To tell you the truth, I have actually been here at the Xuanhuo Altar for three days, but I have gained nothing, except for these messy images carved on the ground, I found nothing."
Gui Li's gaze unexpectedly looked at the dark red pattern under his feet. Different from Jin Ping'er, including Xiao Hui, he has personally experienced the power of the weird magic circle in the Xuanhuo Altar, the overwhelming power of that day, and the terrifying red flame giant beast. Not a memory that can be easily forgotten. Perhaps it is precisely because of this! Xiao Hui was so interested in jumping on the ground, scratching here, moving there, as if he was also looking for something
Could it be that after the earth-shattering change that day, the volcanic lava burst out of the sky and destroyed the magic circle here
Such a thought flashed through Gui Li's mind, but he didn't show it. After pondering for a while, he looked at Jin Ping'er again, and said, "Miss Jin, no matter what, this is the only place we know that has the 'Eight Ominous Mysteries'. Since the boundary of the fire magic circle is indispensable for suppressing the beast gods, we might as well stay here for a few more days, maybe there is still a little hope."
Jin Ping'er smiled sweetly, and said, "Sure!"
Gui Li glanced at her, then retracted his gaze, and sat down again in front of the engravings of the magic circle on the ground. Not long after, a faint fragrance wafted over, and Jin Ping'er sat down not far from him in the frivolous clothes, but the distance between the two seemed to be closer.
Gui Li frowned, hesitated to speak, didn't pay attention to the beauty of the day beside him, just stared at this picture, but for some reason, another thought suddenly popped up in his mind—
That day, Xiaobai said that he would go to southern border to find the magic formula of the "Eight Ominous Black Fire Formation", but there was no news of her for a long time, so I don't know how she is doing now. And this place seems to be the only place in the whole world that has clues to the Eight Ominous Black Fire Formation, but Xiaobai is obviously not here, so where is she now
Is she okay...
This faint thought flashed through Gui Li's mind from time to time in the next few days.
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It seems that the magma eruption that soared into the sky that day caused more damage than Ghost Li expected. Although the fierce stone carvings on the ground seemed to be intact, they obviously no longer contained the original The spiritual energy in his body, or the powerful hostile energy, what is left now are just a series of dull stone images.
Gui Li and Jin Ping'er spent seven days secretly pondering and comprehending in the Xuanhuo Altar, but still got nothing. Fenxianggu disciples came in from time to time to check, some of them were even brought by Shangguan Ce himself for routine inspections, but today's Ghost Li, including Jin Ping'er, has already advanced in Taoism, only hiding in the dark above the Xuanhuo altar They easily escaped these searches.
It's just that I still can't get the essentials of the magic circle, but it is really a headache.
On this day, the two of them sat in front of these stiff stone carvings all morning. Suddenly, Jin Ping'er stretched her waist, her slender waist looked like the body of a demon snake, and she had a soul-inducing smell. . Helplessly, the only man beside her at this moment was still staring at the stone carvings on the ground, thinking hard, and didn't notice Jin Ping'er's graceful figure performance at all.
Jin Ping'er snorted lightly, and glared at Gui Li, a trace of complicated emotions seemed to flash in his eyes, but it was only fleeting. After a while, she sighed and said, "Did you see anything?"
Gui Li moved his body, then slowly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Jin Ping'er, shook his head, and said, "What about you?"
Jin Ping'er smiled wryly and did not answer, but Gui Li already understood.
Jin Ping'er frowned and said, "We've been looking at these ghost things here for seven days. During these seven days, we tried our best, but not to mention activating this magic circle, we couldn't even touch some stone carvings. How is this going to happen? thing?"
Gui Li pondered for a moment, looked up at the dark place above, and said: "When I was saving people here that day, I touched the mechanism in this palace, and the eight fierce mysterious fire circles were triggered immediately. But ..." He glanced at the center of the hall, and said with a strange tone in his tone, "But that organ is gone now."
Jin Ping'er followed his gaze, and indeed saw a raised small stone platform in the center of the hall, but the stone there was scorched black and solidified into an ugly ball, it didn't look like an ingenious mechanism.
In fact, as soon as Gui Li saw this scene when he came here, he knew that the strange stone mechanism he saw was destroyed when he came here for the first time that day, and the last time he came here to see those fierce stone carvings on the ground , the various violent auras that resonated in my heart, but this time I can't feel it at all.
This piece of once terrifying stone carvings has become a lifeless and dead thing.
Both fell into silence for a moment, not knowing what to say.
After a long while, Jin Ping'er seemed to have thought of something, raised her head and was about to speak when suddenly her expression changed, and Ghost Li's brows were already wrinkled, she turned around suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, she came to the side of Xiao Hui who was playing beside her. As soon as the monkey picked it up, it floated up, and after a while, it had disappeared into the darkness above the hall of the Xuanhuo Altar.
Jin Ping'er watched his figure disappear into the darkness two or three times with wonderful eyes, smiled slightly, then floated up, and also disappeared into the darkness.
After a while, there was a "squeak", and the dull voice echoed in the hall of the Xuanhuo Altar.
The door was opened...
There were footsteps at the door, and it sounded like there were quite a number of people. A majestic voice faintly came from among them. After saying a few words, they immediately fell silent. Immediately, from the opened door, three people walked in.
The first person was Yun Yilan, the owner of Fenxiang Valley, and the one who was half to the right behind him was his junior brother, Shangguan Ce, and the last person, who was a few steps away from the two people in front, was Yun Yi Lan's proud disciple Li Xun.
After the three of them walked into the Xuanhuo Altar, Li Xun, who was at the end, turned around and closed the heavy door, the original light was immediately blocked outside the room, only the dimness flickered here slowly.
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Having lost the spiritual power of the previous formation, the three floors above the icy-cold Profound Fire Altar have long since lost the bitter cold, and what remains is only the indifference of a huge and hard rock. In the darkness, Ghost Li and Jin Ping'er quietly passed through the dark hole, looking down in the darkness.
As if knowing that this time was no different than before, Xiao Hui, who was always active, seemed to be much quieter, obediently lying beside his master.
Yun Yilan and Shangguan Ce walked slowly to the center of the Xuanhuo Altar, and stood on top of the former Eight Ominous Xuanhuo Formation. Looking from a distance, his face seemed to be shrouded in shadow.
The three people below stood there, silent for a long time, and did not speak, the atmosphere was a little weird. On top of their heads, Gui Li seemed to sense something, he glanced at Jin Ping'er, but happened to see Jin Ping'er also looking at him. Both of them could see the slight confusion in each other's eyes.
Yun Yilan seemed to have a gloomy face, maybe his mood should have been like this, whoever it was, seeing the foundation he had been running for many years turned into such a look, I'm afraid he was in a bad mood. It's just that his face seems to be expressionless at first glance, but after a long time, it gives people a vague and ever-changing feeling, but if you observe carefully, you will find that his face has never changed. Yes, it's just your mind.
At least, during those days in Qingyun Mountain, people in the world would not see his expression.
For a long time, Yun Yilan's erratic eyes kept moving on those strange red stone carvings on the ground of the Xuanhuo Altar, looking from one end to the other, from one pair to the other, and then he slowly walked to the center of the stone carving image On the burnt and scorched black raised stone platform, he stretched out his palm and gently stroked the stone.
"How long has it been?" Yun Yilan asked suddenly, and asked such an endless question in a low voice.
Shangguan Ce was standing beside him, seeing that his expression did not show surprise because of Yun Yilan's sudden question, he obviously seemed to understand some things, but he didn't mean to answer, but rather Strangely, he turned his head and glanced at Li Xun who was standing three steps behind the two of them.
Li Xun lowered his head slightly, with a respectful expression, his eyes slightly closed, and he remained silent.
She didn't turn her head, but Yun Yilan seemed to know everything behind her, and said calmly: "Xun'er is not an outsider, and he will also take over Fenxiang Valley in the future, so don't hide these things from him."
Shangguan Ce's body shook slightly, then he calmed down, and after a moment of silence, he said: "It has been thirty days since the official summoning started when the preparations were made, and the 'Red Flame Mingzun' has not responded."
Yun Yilan's complexion didn't change at all, at most, his eyes flickered a few times, but it gave people the feeling that he became gloomy again in an instant. But above the Xuanhuo Altar, Gui Li's heart moved. It wasn't that he was surprised that Fenxianggu also suffered from being unable to repair this weird magic circle, but that Shangguan Ce mentioned the so-called "Red Flame Mingzun" just now. It touched somewhere deep in his memory, almost subconsciously, he felt what Shangguan Ce was referring to—
Could it be that the blazing and wild giant beast covered in flames is the key to the legendary eight evil mysterious fire magic circle with a long history and strange origins
The atmosphere in the Xuanhuo Altar was a bit weird, Yun Yilan's face was not good-looking, he didn't speak, he just paced back and forth in the hall, as if he was thinking about something, and Shangguan Ce just looked at his brother's figure and didn't speak. As for Li Xun who was standing aside, it seemed that he just kept a humble attitude and didn't say a word.
With the passage of time, Yun Yilan's eyebrows gradually frowned, and there was a sharp light in his eyes, as if something was fiercely fighting in his heart, but finally, he suddenly stopped, took a long breath and turned his head to the person behind him. Shangguan Ce and Li Xun looked over.
Shangguan Ce glanced at Yun Yilan, called out in a low voice, "Senior brother?"
Yun Yilan seemed to have made up his mind, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and said coldly: "Junior Brother Shangguan, I don't need to say more about how important this magic circle is in the Xuanhuo Altar. No matter what, it must be recovered, otherwise , we have no other way to deal with him!"
Shangguan Ce nodded and did not speak, but in the dark place above the heads far away from the three, Ghost Li and Jin Ping'er were shocked at the same time.
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who is he
Who is the person that Fenxianggu wants to use this weird magic circle to deal with
In the quiet Profound Fire Altar, what seems to be flowing at this moment is an invisible dark aura. However, what Yun Yilan said next turned the surrounding darkness into coldness and ice.
"The lava erupted that day, and the damage to the magic circle was too great. The spiritual energy that I, Fenxianggu, had absorbed for hundreds of years had been exhausted. In addition, I lost the key to the formation 'Xuanhuojian', so I couldn't summon the red magic circle. Yanming respects the Enlightenment Formation. Originally, if that person hadn't appeared, it wouldn't matter, we just need to save up from scratch, but right now, it's time to use this formation in a hurry." Yun Yilan snorted coldly, Three deep lines slowly appeared between the brows, the intention of killing was faintly visible, and the voice became more and more indifferent.
Shangguan Ce also frowned deeply, but there was a hint of surprise on his face, and he said in surprise: "Why, is there any other way that senior brother can do?"
The corners of Yun Yilan's eyes seemed to twitch slightly, and he said: "The magic circle in the Xuanhuo Altar was arranged by the founder of our sect according to the records uploaded in the 'Fenxiang Jade Book', and at the end of the jade book, Another patriarch wrote down a sentence of approval, which is to compare the current embarrassing situation of losing the Xuanhuo Jian and the Xuanhuo array cannot be activated, and the risky method may be feasible."
Both Shangguan Ce and Li Xun who were behind him were stunned, and then they were overjoyed, "Fenxiang Jade Book" is the supreme treasure of Fenxiang Valley, and only the owner of Fenxiang Valley can keep the enlightenment, Yun Yilan said so, thinking after all It is true that there is an astonishingly talented patriarch who once left behind wonderful ideas.
Shangguan Ce said happily: "Senior brother, what is the wonderful method that the patriarch said?"
Yun Yilan saw the excitement of the two of them in his eyes, but there was no joy on his face. On the contrary, the gloom was more intense. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The patriarch is in the 'Fenxiangyu' At the end of the book, it is written: the mysterious fire array was born from the hostility of heaven and earth, and the red flame beast is fierce and violent. As a result, hostility will flourish and the gods will return to their thrones, fierce beasts will appear and the formation of fire will be formed."
Shangguan Ce and Li Xun's expressions changed drastically, they looked at each other, and were speechless for a moment.
After a long while, Shangguan Ce managed to calm down from his uncertain mood, and said in a shy voice, "This, is this really written by the patriarch of our sect?"
Yun Yilan snorted, and said: "Junior Brother Shangguan, do you suspect that I am using the name of Patriarch to do such evil things?"
Shangguan Ce's complexion changed again, and he quickly said: "I dare not, it's just, it's just that the blood sacrifice of living people is clearly a magic trick, how, how can it appear on my jade book..."
Yun Yilan directly cut off Shangguan Ce's words, and said coldly: "You are right. Although this patriarch wrote these words, no one has ever tried this method."
Looking at Yun Yilan's gaze towards him, Shangguan Ce suddenly felt his whole body go cold, and he couldn't help but take a step back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Xun standing behind him, and suddenly found that his expression was the same. Like dirt, it is indescribably ugly.
"Brother, don't you..." Shangguan Ce seemed to have never had such a hard time talking, "Are you planning to use this method?"
Yun Yilan raised his brows, not angry but arrogant, and said with a sneer: "What if we don't use this method? We have worked hard for hundreds of years, and seeing that big things are about to come true, there have been so many mistakes, and now even the most important The magic circle is also destroyed. Do you want me to see the countless painstaking efforts in the past go to waste?"
Shangguan Ce seemed to be hesitant, arguing: "Brother, big things are of course important, this method is really too much..."
Yun Yilan interrupted him coldly, and said: "Junior Brother Shangguan, if you are so persistent, is it because you still have a sense of righteousness in your heart? Over the years, for this great cause, what you have done has also Isn't that right?"
Shangguan Ce was suffocated immediately.
Yun Yilan's eyes were sharp, as if wanting to penetrate people's hearts, she stared at Shangguan Ce, and said: "Also, Junior Brother Shangguan, back then the Xuanhuo Altar was the important place of our sect, it was guarded by you, unexpectedly it was in your hands , caused today's bad situation, do you know?"
Shangguan Ce's body was shaken, and he suddenly raised his head, only to see Yun Yilan's eyes were cold, looking towards him like a knife in front of him. Shangguan Ce's expression was agitated, his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to have something to say, but for some reason, under Yun Yilan's gaze, he finally retreated slowly, and after a long while, his face was slumped, and he said in a low voice: " I see."
Yun Yilan nodded and said: "Since that's the case, you should take charge of this matter. Besides, Xun'er." He turned his head to look at Li Xun.
Li Xun's complexion was also strange at the moment, when he suddenly heard the call from the master, his body turned out to be agitated, and he said quickly: "The disciple is here."
Yun Yilan glanced at him, and said: "Just follow your Uncle Shangguan, study hard, and help him by the way."
Li Xun's face turned pale, his voice suddenly became hoarse for some reason, but he still whispered: "Yes."
Yun Yilan looked at the stone carving image on the ground for the last time, frowned, turned around without looking back, and went out, amidst the "squeak" of the heavy door, only Shangguan Ce and Li Xun were left behind. People face each other blankly.
For a long time, without saying a word, the two people also walked out slowly.
The Xuanhuo Altar fell into silence again.
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In midair, there was a slight sound, and two figures floated down from the top. Xiao Hui yelled twice, jumped on the ground twice, and ran to the side to play again. In the first few days, it seemed to be quite interested in the stone carvings on the ground, but after a few days, the monkey was no longer interested.
After Gui Li and Jin Ping'er landed on the ground and stood firm, the two of them didn't speak for a while, and the surrounding atmosphere was still faintly cold, as if the strange aura emanating from Yun Yilan's body just now hadn't faded away.
After a while, Jin Ping'er suddenly said: "Who do you think the man they were talking about just now?"
Gui Li glanced at her, and asked without answering, "What do you think?"
Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, and said: "I'm ninety percent sure that what they're talking about is the beast god. Just listening to what they said just now, I'm not sure whether they know the whereabouts of that beast god."
Gui Li nodded silently, and said: "One more thing, the eight fierce black fire circles are in this mysterious fire altar, from their tone, it seems that they want to use this magic circle to deal with the beast god, don't they expect the beast god will definitely come Is it inside the Profound Fire Altar, or is this magic circle actually movable?"
Jin Ping'er frowned slightly, apparently there were many joints that she couldn't figure out, and fell into deep thought for a moment.
Gui Li's gaze turned slowly, and landed on those ferocious stone carvings of fierce gods on the ground. After looking at them for a while, he suddenly sneered, and said, "Is this the so-called righteous way, to sacrifice the blood of living people to evil gods, hehe, then It's in the Devil's Cult, and I've never seen such a thing..."
He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly heard Jin Ping'er's clear and crisp laughter, and there was a faintly strange tone in it, like a sneer, a mockery, and even a hint of deep fear, saying: " How do you know that there is no such thing in our holy religion?"
Gui Li's body trembled, he turned his head to look at her, he saw Jin Ping'er standing there smiling, but he had already turned his head away, no longer looking at him. Gui Li frowned, and said coldly: "What do you mean by that..."
Suddenly, before the last word "thinking" in his words came out, Gui Li's voice became hoarse. At that moment, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when the great wizard cast spells to save Baguio. , asked the ghost king to paint the array with blood.
And the ghost king, almost in the blink of an eye, took out enough blood.
Where did the bloody pots of blood come from...
Gui Li stood there dumbly, feeling his whole body was icy cold, he couldn't speak anymore.