Wen Yiming put Jiuyan Gengjing into his storage belt, gently knocked on the inner wall of the jade, and once again heard the subtle sound just now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sure enough, the corners of Wen Yiming's mouth curled.

After flipping the box and tossing for a long time, Wen Yiming finally touched a pinhole-like bump in the corner of the inner wall of the jade. Overjoyed, he hurriedly pressed it, and with a 'click', the warm jade bottom layer shrank open like an elevator door.

In the small space under the bottom layer of the jade, a five-inch-long bronze key appeared, and a page of folded yellowed paper was placed under the key.

As soon as the key was in his hands, Wen Yiming knew that the material was not bronze. Just a key that can be placed in the palm of the hand actually weighs more than ten pounds. What surprised Wen Yiming the most was that the bronze spoon emitted waves of cold in his hand. And since the bronze spoon was removed, the jet-black box was no longer cold.

It turns out that the cool air of this box is the cold air revealed by this bronze spoon, no wonder there is a thick layer of warm jade inlaid inside. Wen Yiming thought about it, put the key on the table and observed it carefully. This bronze spoon is so piercing that Wen Yiming is a little uncomfortable holding it in his hand.

The bronze spoon is extremely delicately made, with a cylindrical body carved with fine fish scales, the end of the spoon resembles a lifelike snake head, but there are no eyeballs in the two eye sockets, the handle of the key is shaped like a hexahedral tortoise shell, and the living tortoise shell is evenly distributed on it, and the short tail sticking out of the back end has a small hole with a small hanging tassel.

Wen Yiming pushed the bronze spoon away and found that the bronze spoon as a whole resembled a turtle with an elongated head and neck and four feet shrunk in its shell. On the other side of the turtle shell are engraved the two small characters of 'Xuanwu'.

"I'll call you Xuanwu Spoon!" Wen Yiming muttered.

Pinching the hanging tassel at the end of the Xuanwu spoon, Wen Yiming put it into the box and re-closed the inner wall of the jade. He didn't know what this turtle-shaped basalt key was used for, but whether it was the exquisite casting or the magical cold material, it showed that this basalt key was not trivial, and it definitely hid a big secret.

Putting Jiuyan Gengjing back into the box, Wen Yiming picked up the folded paper and opened it, it turned out to be a map.

As soon as he opened the map, Wen Yiming was fascinated by the extremely exquisite and detailed map.

The whole map is like a three-dimensional image in front of you, with mountains, rivers, trees, boulders, all come to life. Wen Yiming couldn't understand what place this map depicted at all, after all, the Heavenly Continent was vast, and the places he knew and touched were not even the tip of the iceberg.

But with this map being real and concrete, Wen Yiming believes that as long as he passes through the area on the map, he will be able to know. Because the depictions in this map are simply indistinguishable from the real thing.

After a while, Wen Yiming's heart became hot. He found that there were six special marks on the map, and the symbols marked were keys of different shapes, and the basalt key pattern was one of them.

This map is used with the Xuanwu Key! Wen Yiming was excited.

I didn't expect that under the inadvertent coercion and temptation, there would be such a gain.

Damn, I used 20 yuan on the stall to find Zhang Zeduan's handwritten Qingming Riverside map, isn't this the feeling? Haha!

Let me ask you, is this a taste of happiness?

In this way, the basalt key is only one of them, strictly speaking, it should be a set of six.

Wen Yiming was lying on the table, his eyes almost falling off the map. Carefully distinguish the shapes of the remaining five key symbols one by one.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming straightened up and let out a sigh, carefully put the map into the box, and then put the box into the storage belt.

"It turned out to be a six-god pattern!" Wen Yiming walked back and forth in the room. Carefully recalled the records of the six gods in his previous life, and analyzed them in combination with the records he had seen in the Scripture Pavilion.

After careful identification, Wen Yiming saw clearly the patterns of the six keys were: Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Xuanwu, Gou Chen, and Teng Snake. This was called the Six Gods in the metaphysics of the previous life! I didn't expect this legend to exist in the Heavenly Continent, and it seems that there are still hidden secrets that no one knows.

In the collection on the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Wen Yiming also saw it in a "Heavenly Rare Overview", a record of the six divine beasts!

Wen Yiming concentrated on the operation of the selfless mind, and started to 'focus' and think quietly.

The distribution of the six keys on the map fits perfectly with the knowledge of the six gods in his memory.

Qinglong is wood, located in the east, Vermilion Bird is fire, is located in the south, White Tiger is gold, is located in the west, Xuanwu is water, is located in the north, and Gouchen and Tengsnake are earth, and is located in the center.

In other words, this is where the six keys are opened. As for why the Xuanwu key was lost to the south, he did not know, but it should have been brought over after several twists and turns in the struggle. The black-faced man had also said that he hadn't opened the box for ten years.

So, where is the opening point corresponding to the Vermilion Bird Key in the south? Wen Yiming recalled the map, but there was no reflection. After all, the time of his training is too short, and the places he has traveled to are only like a trip to Mingyang City and Puhan City, and there are many places that he has never set foot in.

It seems that in the future, I will have to look for it in the rivers and lakes, but even if I find the opening point, it will not help without the Vermilion Bird Spoon! Wen Yiming smiled bitterly to himself.

A trip to northern Xinjiang is imperative! Wen Yiming said secretly. The strange poison on the master's body needs the ice silkworm eggs in the icy polar region of northern Xinjiang, and the blood book of King Mingyang, who is about his own background, also needs to be sent to Zeng Tianyou, the king of the Gun King. The opening point of the Xuanwu key, on the contrary, is incidental, and it is the least urgent thing.

At the moment, the most urgent thing is to improve one's cultivation as soon as possible. Thinking about all the imminent things, it's imminent.

A few months later, the Battle of the Twin Cities was fought against Wen Yuanzheng, who was above the third level of the samurai. The Great Rift Ruins after a month are coming, and the samurai stage martial cultivators themselves have seen two, and they are still in the late stage. A year later, if you go to the northern Xinjiang, it will be enough if you just go to send the blood book, but whether it is to find the ice silkworm eggs in the icy polar regions, or the opening point corresponding to the basalt key, it is very dangerous.

The fourth layer of the martial artist, I thought that my cultivation had improved fast enough, but now I think about it, it is really not enough.

Thinking about it, Wen Yiming was secretly bitter in his heart. Seeing that it was still early, he took out a big gun pile and began to cultivate meticulously.

After practicing for two hours, Wen Yiming asked Xiao Er to send some wine and food to the guest room, and after using it, Xiao Er would clean it up. I practiced again until late at night, and then I lay down with my clothes.

In the early morning, less than five watches, Wen Yiming got up and left Seoul. He had to rush to Yanbie Peak as soon as possible, and heard Yang Tianhao say that the vitality around the Great Rift Ruins was strong. He also wanted to rush over as soon as possible to take advantage of the January time to see if he could improve his cultivation a little.

Two hours later, the sunrise shone obliquely, stretching Wen Yiming's shadow long.

Wen Yiming ran out of several small towns along the way, taking advantage of the eight steps that constantly erupted to catch the cicadas. It is estimated that along this rugged mountain forest in troubled times, it should be able to reach the periphery of Yanbetsu Peak by dusk.

Wen Yiming did not follow those paths to detour, but went straight in the direction of Yanbie Peak. When you meet the mountains and climb the mountains, you will be near the river and wade the river. In less than half an hour, he had entered the depths of an unknown dense forest.

Such a rush is a great drain on physical strength. However, Wen Yiming couldn't manage so much, so he regarded it as exercising his physical strength and endurance, and because of this, he carried the long stick on his shoulders and hurried away.

Only when the true qi is almost consumed, do you stop and eat some dry food with good wine to recover your strength, and then meditate to restore your true qi. Once the spirit is full, the true qi recovers, and then he gets up and runs wildly again.

Near noon, Wen Yiming hastily used dry food in a large pile of rocks and lay down for a while. Only then did he get up, swaying his body in the dense forest, dodging away from the trees, and galloping and leaping between the rocky hills.

Just as Wen Yiming threw off his arms and ran heartily, a cliff of more than ten feet stood in front of him a hundred meters away. A wide waterfall cascades down like a milky way, hitting a boulder jutting out of the water below, turning into countless curtains of water and splashing on the rippling water around it.

Wen Yiming slowed down his pace and prepared to take a good bath in the pool. Just as he was about to approach the waterhole of less than fifty square meters, Wen Yiming suddenly stopped, he felt that something was wrong.

There is a lone pool lying under the cliff, and such a raging water cascade rushes down, why is there no river? Where does the water go? Is it an undercurrent?

And within a few hundred meters of this waterhole, except for the roar of the impact of the waterfall, there is not even a trace of the sound of birds and insects.

Wen Yiming glanced around and found a phenomenon. The flowers and trees here are exceptionally green, and there is no sign of insect or bird mutilation, and there is no trace of wild beasts on the ground.

"That's not right!" Wen Yiming said in a low voice.

Suddenly, a creepy sensation suddenly appeared, causing him to feel numb in his chest and back.