Zhuo Hua came to his dormitory, which was as deserted as ever. The warm wind outside will turn into a biting cold wind when it blows here.

Zhuo Hua packed up some of the items needed to open the Thousand Machine Urn, picked up the jade box on the table that was still cold and walked out the door.

The Thousand Machine Urn is in the clear water and cold pool under the Genting Heavenly Palace, which is a forbidden place for the entire Heavenly Palace. In addition to Zhuo Hua before, there was also Lanling that could be entered, and after Lanling left, the clear water and cold pool were sealed for I don't know how many years.

Zhuo Hua walked the mountain road for about half a day, and stopped for a short rest on the edge of the Fountain of Youth. The weather in this cloud palace is a little naughty, and it is almost March, but the road in the mountains and forests is still filled with cold fog. After walking for a long time, the clothes on my body were slightly wet. Zhuo Hua shook the sleeves of his robe, feeling that he didn't know where he was, so he urged the Dingqi Bead to generate true qi, and he became hot and dry, and after a while, the clothes on his body returned to dryness.

The trail of Cuiwei Peak is rarely walked around on weekdays, because it is remote and is no longer a no-fly area. Usually those who want to visit famous places, meditate and practice, or fall in love with each other directly sit on the flying beast or fly with qi to the top, how can anyone climb the stairs like Zhuo Hua.

Zhuo Hua walked slowly through the moss-covered winding paths of Cuiwei Peak, he was not used to flying directly to the peak, because he felt that this way up the stairs was the least respect for the mountain.

Turning a corner, a torii stands impressively in front of you. There are four big characters in the book on it: Cuiwei Holy Realm.

Zhuo Hua looked up at the few juanxiu fonts above his head and closed his eyes. He took out a hexagonal white jade from his bosom and put it into an equally hexagonal groove on the right side of the archway. He pressed his strength and pressed down. There was a dull sound, and I felt that the ground under my feet began to tremble, and a large opening gradually appeared on the ground under the torii in a moment, which continued to expand until it could accommodate two people passing side by side.

Zhuo Hua stretched out his head to look, and a stone staircase that went straight down appeared under the bottomless gap, which was also covered with moss that confirmed the traces of time. The stairs go all the way down, and there is no bottom in sight.

Zhuo Hua took out a lampstone from the Qiankun Wuji Bag and held it up with his qi so that it could be suspended in the air. He checked what he was carrying, and then walked down.

Not long after Zhuo Hua walked down the steps, he stepped on a loose stone slab, only to hear a slow rumbling sound behind him, he looked back and saw that the opening between them had slowly closed, and the light gradually weakened. With the last click, the stairs were pitch black, and only the lampstone in Zhuo Hua's hand emitted a faint light.

Zhuo Hua didn't stop, he continued to go down, according to the experience of coming in before, it would take him half a day to come up, and it would take more than a day to go down. He inadvertently pinched a bag around his waist, and there were more than a dozen Nikkei Jue in the bag, and he felt a little more at ease.

All the way down, this zigzag stone staircase road is what Zhuo Hua hates the most, because it will make him feel like he is walking back. He held the lampstone in his right hand and kept his left hand on the wall, so he went down very slowly.

Suddenly, his left hand felt a slight strangeness, Zhuo Hua moved the lampstone closer, and saw that the walls were covered with all kinds of vines and mosses, and he couldn't see any difference between this place and other walls.

But Zhuohua knows that there is a big secret here. So he took out a sword in his sleeve and cleaned it up on the wall for a while, and a few small characters were revealed: the place where the boy of Mu Ne met. The font is exactly the same as the handwriting on the archway before.

Zhuo Hua smiled and raised the lampstone. I only saw that not far above his head, there was a huge black stone pillar. If he took two more steps, he would definitely bump into this big guy.

Zhuo Hua lowered his head and avoided the stone pillar above his head, but unexpectedly stepped into a hollow, and by the time he pulled out his foot, his entire calf was already covered with mud.

He shook his head helplessly, scolding himself for being naïve in his heart. If she really wanted to play tricks on herself, how could she escape? At this moment, Zhuo Hua's eyes seemed to see her smug laughter every time she succeeded in making a fool of herself, and her ears seemed to hear her laughing shout: "Ahh

Zhuo Hua shook his head self-deprecatingly and continued to hurry. Along the way, he dodged many deadly traps, dark arrows, poisonous insects, smoke miasma, but without exception, he was covered in mud and dirty water.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and finally came to step down the last stone step before he was about to collapse.

In front of him was a huge wall, the walls were simple and dignified, and strangely there were no moss vines on the walls, which was incompatible with the whole cave. There is a plaque on the wall between them, and there are four big characters on it that are also beautiful: there is a cave inside.

Zhuo Hua calmed down, sighed softly, and said, "It's finally here." ”

He put the lampstone on the stone on the side, put his palms in the two hand-shaped grooves on the stone wall, and Zhuo Hua recited the recipe in his mouth: Xuanhuang ethnic group, endless.

In an instant, the ground shook, and a crack slowly opened in the middle of the stone wall through which only one person could pass. Zhuo Hua took out another lampstone and shook it, and the lampstone slowly lit up. Holding the lampstone in one hand and carrying the infinite bag in the other, he turned sideways and entered the other side of the stone wall with difficulty.

The moment I entered the back of the stone wall, everything inside seemed to sense Zhuo Hua's arrival, and a huge lampstone slowly lit up, illuminating the entire space. It's a thousand times wider than the dark cavern outside. The huge dome is painted with murals of the Seven Saints of Xuanhuang, and a huge and graceful lampstone illuminates these lifelike murals. The exquisite statues of the Seven Sages stand on both sides of the trail, and the Seven Sages look down on Zhuo Hua with different but amiable expressions. The trail is paved with ornaments carved with the four sacred birds, and one by one is delicately and orderly derived to the end.

The breadth of this hall makes people feel the vastness of nothingness, and makes people feel a sense of insignificance and humility. Zhuo Hua walked along the trail, and not far from the right side of his side was a waterfall with little current, pouring down from the top of the high and crashing into the blue cold pool below, making a roaring sound. Zhuo Hua came to the end of the trail and stretched out his head to look at the cold pool below, which was deep and blue, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance. Zhuo Hua cleared his throat and shouted to the bottom of the abyss: "Hantan Python Jun! Hantan Python Jun! I am Zhuo Hua, please come out and meet you." ”

After Zhuo Hua finished shouting, he leaned on the pillar on the side and waited. After a while, huge bubbles began to emerge in the cold pool, and after a while, a huge python coiled up to ten zhang high, entrenched on the stone pillar engraved with the four big characters of "clear water and cold pool".

Zhuo Hua waited for it to stop before he came to the edge of the trail and shouted to the python: "Python, don't come unharmed!"

The python stretched out its head, which was as big as a giant boat, and looked at Zhuo Hua, with a cold snort in its nostrils, and a strong smell of blood came to its face.

Python Jun said in a thick and deep voice: "Little Zhuohua, why did you come alone?

Zhuo Hua said: "Python Jun forgive me! Lanling She has something to do today, and she couldn't come to ask Python Jun to say goodbye, and she also asked Python Jun Haihan." ”

When the python heard him say this, he spat out the huge letter, and lazily prepared to turn around and dive into the water. Zhuo Hua hurriedly shouted: "Python Jun stays." ”

The big python stopped, and the huge snake head came back and said, "You stupid boy, it's too boring and not fun." That minx, fun. ”

Zhuo Hua said embarrassedly: "I took the liberty to come here today because I wanted to ask my seniors to help salvage the Thousand Machine Urn from the bottom of the pool, and the Genting Heavenly Palace has an important purpose." ”

The python gentleman said nonchalantly: "There is no crazy girl to play two games with me today, and I feel uncomfortable." You can go and get the urn yourself. With that, the snake king plunged headlong into the water.

Zhuo Hua shouted helplessly: "Snake Jun, how about I accompany you today?"

Suddenly, there was a splash in the water, and the big snake returned to Zhuo Hua, and the water on his head made Zhuo Hua's whole body wet.

The big snake urn asked angrily, "You, can you?"

Zhuo Hua wiped the cold pool of water from his face with his hand and replied: "Senior, look, I'm the only one here now, and if I leave, you don't know how long you'll be bored, right! ”