The acquisition of this notebook is very accidental and inevitable, because Zhang Zhiqiang's grandfather Zhang Mugen is the descendant of Zhang Ziqiang's lineage, and the notebook did not reach the hands of Zhang Zishan's descendants, but to Zhang Mugen's hands, which has a series of complex reasons, among which the time when Wuwuzi returned to Xishan was very important, but Zhang Zhiqiang has no way to straighten it out one by one for the time being.

The divided Zhang clan has been shaken in the wind and rain of history, and has experienced several turmoil, wars and movements, some of which are still deeply rooted and leafy, some of which are like rain hitting duckweed, and some have turned into rolling red dust, and the past is like smoke.

A red light went straight into the sky, illuminating the dark mountains as red as blood, the jade wrench finger in Zhang Zhiqiang's hand also emitted a dazzling red light, and a blood-like spider web instantly appeared on the top of his head.

The place where the red light was emitted was the location where Liuyunguan entered the Purple Garden, and the red light at this time had condensed into a pillar of light with a diameter of several meters, emitting a buzzing roar, which seemed to contain huge energy, and was restless, Zhang Zhiqiang looked at the amazing scene in front of him, his mouth was dry for a while, and he was shocked, and his thoughts and actions were all stagnant, and he couldn't help himself.

"Whoa" made a loud noise, just like a mandrill monster screaming, the ground shook the mountains, and the blood-colored spider web pounced on the thick pillar of light without warning, and it made a rough sound as soon as it came into contact, as if a huge soldering iron was poured with cold water, and it was instantly steaming, in the mist, the red pillar of light was once dim and uncertain, and the blood-red spider web was also a terrible hiss, which made people change color when they smelled, and the blood and blood surged, as if the internal organs were stirred up and messed up, poof, Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't support it, and sat on the ground with a butt.

After a moment of stalemate, the bottom of the red pillar of light lit up, and with a bang, a golden light burst out, and the pillar of light instantly doubled, almost encompassing the entire Taoist temple, and then a green light flashed, the pillar of light thickened again, the blood-colored spider web was stretched several times, and the thick spider silk at the mouth of the bowl was stretched into a faint red line only the thickness of chopsticks.

The sound of Bo Bo was released continuously, and orange, blue, and purple light flashed from the bottom of the pillar of light in turn, and soon, the huge pillar of light was slowly rotating, and the whole body was released with a dazzling brilliance in seven colors, and with a bang, the blood-colored cobweb finally couldn't support the shattering.

Zhang Zhiqiang's ears were like thunder, his left thumb was like a fire, and the markings on the surface of the jade wrench exploded, revealing a dark purple aura, and the purple aura dimmed as soon as it flashed, and the former jade wrench turned into a dark purple ring of unknown material, extremely cold, without a trace of brilliance, tightly bound to Zhang Zhiqiang's thumb, as if it had taken root.

The cold air emitted by the ring was very domineering and sharp, and it was instantly transmitted along his fingers to Zhang Zhiqiang's upper arm, and then to his limbs, and soon spread throughout his body. Zhang Zhiqiang, who was angry with the cold, jumped up from the ground, didn't bother to look at the dazzling colorful pillar of light, and pulled the ring on his thumb vigorously, but the thing didn't move at all as if it had taken root.

The cold air is getting heavier and heavier, seeing that Zhang Zhiqiang's beard and hair have been dyed with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and steaming heat begins to emerge from both sides of his temples, he immediately noticed that the vitality in his body is rapidly being frozen, and if he doesn't take decisive measures at this moment, he is afraid that he will soon become a humanoid popsicle.

Zhang Zhiqiang is also a decisive person, quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, the brilliance flashed, he had cut off his left thumb at the root, almost no pain, in the incision has appeared shining ice crystals, poof, Zhang Zhiqiang fell to the ground again, fortunately not unconscious.

At this moment, you can clearly feel that the cold in the body is slowly receding, and the vitality that is about to solidify is erecting again, Zhang Zhiqiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and in a short moment, it seemed that he had experienced an extremely dangerous battle, and the wound gradually began to ache, and soon the pain drilled up, and the incision on the thumb of his left hand began to bleed.

Zhang Zhiqiang hurriedly pulled the placket and bandaged it, and then looked at the severed fingers and rings on the ground, the green grass around him quickly froze, and some of them had begun to wither yellow, he couldn't help but shiver, gasp, this thing is extremely powerful, it can quickly freeze and plunder life, ruthless and domineering, it is definitely an ancient curiosity, so he simply took off his shirt, and carefully wrapped his thumb with the ring, and he could still feel a chill through several layers of clothing.

After a toss down but ignore the huge seven-colored pillar of light, the brilliance of this thing is fading, but the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster, and finally the outline of the brilliance can no longer be seen, in this process, the volume of the pillar of light is getting smaller and smaller, the rapid rotation brings the whistling wind, the surrounding sand and stones are flying in an instant, the color of the pillar of light is getting lighter and lighter, until it is transparent, and finally it makes a screaming sound and becomes a point of light straight into the sky, and it quickly disappears under the moonlit and starry night sky.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Zhiqiang stomped his feet anxiously, and then raised his eyes to look at the Taoist temple on the mountainside, and was suddenly stunned, the middle and back of the main courtyard of the entire Liuyun Temple were in a mess, and by the moonlight, he could even see that the roofs of many houses had been swept away by the strong wind just now, and what he was most concerned about was the wall of the back corridor, which had collapsed half of it at this time, and the position where he had made a mark during the day had long been gone.

Zhang Zhiqiang was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he didn't see the golden miracles and the magnificent and magical purple garden in the description, and now there are ruins and cliffs left, it seems that the ancient painting hidden in the ancestral hall is not fully believed, and the codex of the ancestor Zhang Zishan also has a lot of doubts.

But in any case, this move also verifies that the secret of Liuyunguan is indeed true, and it is far from being so simple as a quick glance, and the secret of nearly two Jiazi in the Zhang family is also true, so having this amethyst ring also means that you have the clue to open the entire secret, and even the channel, but just now I was too impatient, and I listened to and believed the hints in the ancient painting and failed miserably.

The only way to do this is to find a quiet place, to study and figure out the ancient paintings and codex, and for Li Tianji's revenge, for everything else to insist on right and wrong, thinking of this, Zhang Zhiqiang suddenly felt itchy, and even Liuyunguan didn't want to go back.

No, at least Qingyunzi has to have an explanation, so as not to encounter problems in the speculation, and he will see each other in the future, Zhang Zhiqiang hurriedly beckoned his followers to prepare to go down the mountain, but found that the young man was kneeling on the ground, holding his head and trembling all over, in pain.

Yes, the vision just now is simply unbearable for ordinary people, if he didn't have the Amethyst Xuanjie Protective Body, he would have been bombarded by the colorful pillar of light and not even the scum left, just now it was actually a very dangerous battle, and the onlookers couldn't understand it at all.

The colorful pillar of light regards Zhang Zhiqiang as the owner of the Xuanjie, and will naturally attack, but this little Xuanjie is also very powerful, and it can actually protect his life without worry, but this thing is too terrible, and the power of the backlash is fierce, almost killing him, and he needs to study carefully in the future, if this thing is controlled by himself, the world is so big, where can it go?

Zhang Zhiqiang wanted to laugh loudly, but he looked at the Taoist temple under the mountain crying, chaotic, and immediately held back, he reached out and stroked the back of the young man's head, and suddenly his palm turned into a fist, and suddenly an inch blow, the young man's body suddenly shook, followed by a head down the hill.

As Zhang Zhiqiang went down the mountain, his figure slowly disappeared into the depths of the path, and two extremely embarrassed guys slowly crawled out of the bushes less than 100 meters away on the other side of the rock, but it was the captain and Depp, one opened his mouth and vomited, and the other was in tears, trembling all over, affected by the blood net and the pillar of light, although they hid far away, they couldn't stand it at all, and after going down the mountain, they were all seriously ill.

In the Taoist temple, Bai Yun just woke up in the cries of the disciples, all of a sudden old tears, he knew that the situation was not right today, but he did not expect such a big change to happen, from the first bell and drum sounded, he left the main hall and ran backwards, the arch of the purple garden on the cloister wall appeared, but it was different from the past, as if shaking in the water waves, obviously weak and unstable.

Lao Dao knew that something was wrong, and he was afraid that the guy surnamed Zhang was starting to do his hands, but he didn't figure out how the other party moved his hands and feet for a while, just a psychological feeling.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to enter the Purple Garden, but at this time, the red pillar of light behind the white wall was sheng, straight into the sky, and then the pillar of light and a blood net turned into seven colors, and the blood net shattered, and finally turned into a snow-bright, unsightly point of light and flew into the sky.

In a messy scene, half of the wall collapsed, the Purple Garden was gone, and there was an undetectable crisp sound in the depths of Bai Yun's old Dao's mind, and a heart lock that had been closely connected to the Taoist Temple for decades turned into a little light and dissipated into nothingness, and his induction and connection with the Purple Garden were completely severed, and Bai Yunlaodao fainted on the spot.

And hundreds of kilometers away in the mountains, Li Tianzhen, who was healing in a hidden place, suddenly felt a big shock in his heart, his temples on both sides were like bells and drums, and then there was a burning sensation in his chest, he felt bad, and quickly took out the yellow silk, and immediately couldn't close his mouth in shock, the best yellow silk actually turned into coke, he was unwilling to carefully uncover the outer layer, and the colorful feathers and Bodhi branches and leaves inside were as lifeless as coke, Li Tianzhen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Zhangmiao Town at the junction of Xishan and Nanhe Province, the Zhangjia ancestral hall in the southeast corner of the town is like a huge fierce beast in the night, the courtyard wall around it is obtained, just like the ancient upright battle armor, the roof of the main hall, although the design has been removed from the eaves of the corridor, but in the moonlight, it may be a problem of light angle, the eaves still appear extraordinarily oblique, like the tentacles of the beast, far away to the sky.

Many villagers said that although the feng shui of the ancestral hall is good, the shape of the building is too fierce, which is not a good thing for the Zhang family, and the Zhang family will have murderers in recent generations.

The instructor was dressed in black, and was rummaging in the east wing of the ancestral hall, moving slowly and carefully, similar to the wing, he had searched more than ten rooms, except for an old yellowed hand-copied genealogy, and did not find more useful objects, but he was still very patient, and meticulously completed the standard search action for each box drawer, including the inspection of the secret grid.

So rigorous, finally rewarded, the instructor found the dark grid in the third wooden cabinet, by the light of the flashlight, he carefully groped for the mechanism, click, the dark grid opened, it was a flat rectangular drawer, slowly opened the drawer, a fierce breath hit the face, the instructor smartly shivered.

In front of him is a very evil ancient painting, the pattern is complex, the lines are also very cumbersome, the center seems to be a stone door carved with the head of a fierce beast, when he was about to adjust the light, with a mobile phone to take a picture of this, a very strange thing happened, the lines in the picture suddenly seemed to come to life, the ears seemed to come to the roar of the ancient beast, something is wrong, the lines are turning black, no, it is burning!

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