He followed the path he had taken, turned a few passages through the hall, and came to the back of the great hall that he had seen that day. The incense is lively during the day, but at night it is extremely deserted, standing behind the hall, I have seen that the front is dark and cold. Han Yiming walked out of the small hall next to the main hall, only to see that this courtyard was full of darkness. Even the big tripod full of incense is also cold and silent, and there is no trace of spark visible, only in the main hall, there are a few bright and dark halos. Han Yiming only stood for a moment before he felt an eerie aura and was approaching him. If he hadn't seen a lot of things in the past year or so, he would have been so frightened that he would have run away. Originally, in the temple view, it made people a little cautious and awe-inspiring, but at this moment when it was so quiet that the hairs stood on end, only those who didn't know what the people of Pingbo Dao could do, would not care.

At this time, the main hall had already closed the door, even the side hall was closed, only the entrance to the temple was without a door, but it was like a closed door, and even the wind could not blow in. There is no meditation courtyard for the brothers and sisters on the spiritual mountain, and there is no silence here at all. Han Yiming stood for a while, a few halos in the hall were a few ever-bright lights, although he was standing outside the hall, but the situation in the hall was still clear. A few large vats, a few sea bowls, each erected a section of lamp grass on the edge, slightly burning a small firelight, compared to nothing, and it couldn't be bright. But with these few more fires, if the main hall is bright and dark, the clay wooden tires in it look more and more terrifying like ghosts. Han Yiming turned around and wanted to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little blue light floating up, swaying gently in the hall. Han Yiming didn't see anything, but he didn't care, although he was not bold, but he saw a lot, so he didn't care about it. It's just that in the bright and dark dusk and darkness, a little cold blue light is really eye-catching, and it's hard not to see it. I can't help but take a closer look.

Inside the carved wooden door, it was not clear, but the little blue light was wafting towards the place where he stood. Han Yiming didn't come out with a sword, but he wasn't afraid. The Mingyuan Sword will come in an instant, even if there is no Mingyuan Sword, and he has a mistake in the territory of the Pingbo Dao people, this old way can't be explained.

That bit of blue light passed through the carved wooden door and floated in front of Han Yiming in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming had already breathed calmly, looked around, and there was nothing abnormal. When he saw the candlelight coming to him, he did not move, but looked closely. Suddenly, the blue light lit up, Han Yiming only felt a pain in his eyes, the blue light had been split into two, and flew into his eyes! Han Yiming's eyes were closed, and he didn't notice anything wrong, and after a while, he opened his eyes, and the blue light was gone. Han Yiming didn't know why this was the case, but he knew that he still didn't know what to do, and he was about to go back to the house, so he took the Mingyuan sword, and suddenly saw that there was a black object on the ground in front of the hall!

Although it was night at this time, the moonlight was cool, illuminating the place where he was very clearly. In the Taoist temple of the Pingbo Dao people, all the bluestone slabs are paved, and these bluestone slabs are polished to be extremely smooth, and the moonlight shines on them, and the clear light is overflowing. Suddenly, there was a black object, which really surprised Han Yiming. There is only the big tripod that is black and dreary, and then there is the object on the ground, which is also dark and dreary. Han Yiming stared at the thing carefully, and when it pounced, he summoned the Ming Yuan Sword out. But after looking at it for a while, I realized that it was not a thing, but a bluestone strip in one place was missing, revealing a square hole in the ground!

After confirming that it was a hole, Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief. Listen carefully, don't listen to any noise around you, and think that no one will come. He quietly took two steps closer. What are the people of Pingbo Dao doing here to build a hole? Han Yiming couldn't help but be a little suspicious. Suddenly, there was a faint glow in the cave, and then, he heard something moaning softly! In the silence, hearing this moan, Han Yiming almost jumped up in fright. This moan came from inside the cave, and Han Yiming's heart beat fast and his eyes widened. At this time, he wanted to walk away, but he couldn't. This place is the lair of the Pingbo Dao people, presumably he will not be unaware that there is such a cave! His disciple is afraid that he really does not know, but he must know! Then he knows, is it a kind of chance? Han Yiming took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slowly walked to the edge of the cave, calmed down, and looked inward.

He saw light at the mouth of the cave, but he saw nothing underneath. Han Yiming was about to go back to find the Mingyuan Sword and come to the Imperial Sword to take a look, when suddenly his feet were soft, and the entrance of the cave became bigger at some point, and he fell straight down! At that moment, Han Yiming regretted infinitely, he was so careful, how could he fall for the trick of the Pingbo Dao people! This must be his spell! He was still too curious to fall for such a trick! Just as he was about to recite the Imperial Sword Technique in his heart, he heard a voice say, "Don't alarm them." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, this voice was not from Pingbo Dao, and he didn't recognize it at all, but it seemed to know what he was thinking, and it was completely his own heart.

It was between the lightning and flint, his feet were already on the ground, Han Yiming's heart was beating loudly, he calmed down, and looked around. I saw that there were three stone platforms in front, emitting fluorescent green light, and on the three stone platforms, there was a stone box, and the stone boxes on the first two stone platforms were the same size, two feet square. Only the stone box on the last stone platform was much larger than the stone box on the previous two platforms, about three feet square, and there was a black peach sword on top of the stone box. Isn't this spade sword the sword that the Pingbo Dao people carry with them? Han Yiming saw that this sword was not once or twice, so he naturally knew it, but there were no Pingbo Dao people here! On the three stone platforms, there were two oil lamps lit each, and the full lights emitted a dim seven-colored light, if you didn't look carefully, you would hardly know that it was a seven-colored light! Han Yiming stood in place for a while, not seeing any movement, thinking about the voice, and the contradiction in his heart, whether to attract the Mingyuan sword, but he was a little hesitant. I don't know what this is, if it was a Pingbo Dao person, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. After weighing it for a moment, he decided not to go and get his sword.

After standing for a while, he walked forward, and when he got closer, he saw where the fluorescent green light came from, and the stone platform was full of unintelligible words. Although it is fluorescent, but if you look closely, there are red pens, black marks, and mud gold. But no matter how much ink it was, he couldn't read any of the words on it. The strokes are twisted and curved, some large and some small, and some are several brushstrokes overlapping each other. Han Yiming looked at it carefully for a moment, and knew in his heart that this must be a charm! After thinking about it for a while, he saw that all the places that could be written under his feet, around him, and above his head were full of spells, and along with the stone box, they were densely filled with spells. Han Yiming had never seen so many charms overlapping each other, written so densely and overlapping! Suddenly, the moan he had heard before sounded again, which was terrifying, Han Yiming was looking at the charm carefully, and when he heard this voice, he jumped up in shock, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.

After settling down, I realized that the moan came from the stone box on the stone platform. Han Yiming stared at the stone box twice, not daring to get closer. Because I don't know what is at stake, whether it is good or evil. The people of Pingbo Dao have drawn so many charms here, and they are by no means for nothing. What kind of demon does he want to think about it, so that he will spend his mind like this. At the moment when he looked at it, a thin voice in the box said, "Let me out!" Han Yiming stared at the box, but he didn't dare to make a move. This box is full of runes, black or red, and there are gold characters mixed in it. How easy to drive?

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