When he came to the foot of the low mountain, Ning Chu finally confirmed his conjecture.

This is a cultivator sect, not an ordinary city of ordinary people, and the low mountain in front of you is the original elixir garden.

The haze of color was coming from above the low hills.

"There are endless years left here, and those elixirs are probably not thousands of years, right?

Ning Chu laughed and couldn't wait to walk towards the low mountain.

Sure enough, it was just as he guessed.

This is a medicine field.

In the dense grass, you can still see bluestone paved steps, winding up the ridge.

However, when he circled the mountainside, he quickly showed a look of disappointment.

The grass grew luxuriantly, but there was not a single elixir in sight.

The original bluestone fence can still be seen on many large and small fields, although he doesn't know the art of formation, but he can also see that these bluestones should have been used to build formations.

In this way, the spiritual power can be condensed and absorbed by the spirit grass.

But...... What about elixir?

Not a single plant left?

Ning Chu was a little crazy, it was like he had worked hard to find a treasure cave, but when he went in, he didn't have any hair.

"No, since there is no elixir, where does the colored mist in the air come from?"

Looking up for a moment, Ning Chu finally determined that the colored mist came from the top of the mountain.

"Maybe there's a big medicine there. ”

With the last glimmer of hope, Ning Chu walked straight to the top of the mountain.

The low mountain is not high, but it is flat.

When he reached the top of the mountain, his smile froze, not only was there no elixir here, not even a single grass.

The ground was bare, with only colorful soil.

The colourful haze in mid-air is exactly what these soils emit, and there are roughly five colors.

It's a lot like the kind of colored plasticine that children played with in the previous life.

"What's going on?"

After being stunned for a moment, Ning Chu squatted down, deducted a piece of five-colored soil, and observed it carefully.

He discovered that there was a special energy in the soil.

Unlike spiritual power, it seems to be more advanced.

Since this low mountain is the medicine garden of this sect's forces, and this is an excellent location on the top of the mountain, it is only right that it should be used to cultivate the best elixir.

In particular, these five-colored soils are not ordinary at first glance.

But why is there not a single grass?

Ning Chu was puzzled, and secretly said that it was really weird here.

However, here it is.

You can't go back empty-handed, can you?

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Chu suddenly squatted on the ground and began to buckle the soil.

The thief does not go empty.

If there is no elixir, you can deduct the five-colored soil, and it is good to take it back to build a stove, at least it looks good, right?

Because it was ideological, he couldn't carry utensils.

You can only take off your clothes (consciousness) and wrap yourself in the five-colored soil on the ground.

After checking it, it looked like it was about twenty pounds.

This is just a drop in the bucket for the inventory on the mountain.

After being satisfied, Ning Chu stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, and began to look for the next target to be looted. As a result, everything was in ruins, and nothing of value was found.

"I don't believe it, such a big sect doesn't leave one or two good things?"

With the stubbornness in his heart, Ning Chu began to observe in a carpet manner.

Finally, after about a cup of tea, a building was discovered.

It was a circular building.

Much like an upside-down sea bowl.

Compared to the collapsed ruins around it, the building looks a little unimpressive, but it is still well preserved.

Ning Chu no longer hesitated, and left the low mountain with the five-colored soil.

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that this so-called 'sea bowl' actually had some buildings similar to gossip.

But after he turned around, he was embarrassed to find out......

No door!

It's simply an enclosed building.

"Who the fuck designed this?"

Ning Chu suddenly remembered that when he lived in the countryside in his previous life, when there was really a novice bricklayer building a house, he forgot to leave the door, and the bricklayer trapped himself in the house.

However, what is in front of him is the Xiuzhen Sect, how can he make such a low-level mistake?

After thinking about it, Ning Chu simply didn't do anything.

If you don't have a door, dig a tunnel to get in.

Today, no matter what, I'm going to see what's in this 'sea bowl'.

Taking out the dagger in his arms, Ning Chu spotted a position and immediately began to dig.

Fortunately, the foundation here has gone through endless years, has lost its spirituality, and decayed into shape, so it gave him the opportunity to cut it.

Wisps of starlight fell on his body, and Ning Chu slowly ran the "Xingchen Jue" to speed up the excavation.

After digging more than a foot deep, I finally found a crack in the foundation.

Looking at the crack, Ning Chu was slightly puzzled.

"Did there ever be an earthquake here?"

But his face soon showed joy.

Judging by the extent of the foundation's damage, it was clear that it had suffered a great deal of damage, which was a good thing for him.

After cleaning the stones from the cracks, Ning Chu slowly climbed in.

As he had judged, the surface of the bowl was intact, but the foundation had been badly damaged, and the further inward it went, the more cracks few.

The inside is pitch black, crisscrossed by cracks, forming a natural labyrinth.

Ning Chu flowed the power of the stars into his eyes, and he could clearly see the surrounding scenery.

When he occasionally encountered some large pier pillars, he was stunned to find that there were many patterns carved on them, some of which were formation runes that played a fixed role, and some were simple stone carvings.

Like on the stone pier in front of him at this moment.

After wiping off the dirt, you can clearly see a scene of a fight.

It was a few strangely dressed men, who seemed to be fighting an ugly-looking monster, and it took a lot of effort to subdue it.

As we went deeper, similar patterns appeared on many walls.

Unlike the outside, the inside of the 'Sea Bowl' is full of holes, as if it had experienced a massive earthquake, the stone walls were broken, and bricks and tiles were everywhere.

And in addition to these, you can also see some rusty metal railings.

It's a bit like the iron railing in a prison cell, but the material is obviously much better, but it's a pity that under the ruthless erosion of the years, it has also lost its spirituality, is rusty, and has no value.

What the hell is this place?

Ning Chu's heart was half cold.

"Eighty percent has to work in vain again. ”

After sighing in a low voice, he still searched through the ruins unwillingly.

Sure enough, there was nothing of value at all, except for the ruins and tattered, but he was quickly attracted by the pattern on the base of the wall.

For example, the huge broken wall that collapsed under your feet depicts an apocalyptic scene.

In the vast sky, a huge whirlpool slowly rotated.

Countless monks below were fleeing frantically with frightened faces.

He even found that in the huge whirlpool, two blood-red demon eyes were faintly revealed, like a great demon of the world was looking down on the world.

Pushing away the broken wall, Ning Chu continued to rummage.

Soon found the next picture.

It's still the same apocalyptic scene, and the swirling dark vortex is devouring the heavens and the earth.

Many monks and demon beasts were swallowed by the whirlpool.

Some of the mountains even rose from the ground and flew towards the whirlpool.

The picture was broken, Ning Chu patiently continued to rummage, and finally found another piece.

He didn't know how much was missing between the two, but there were already many powerful monks with glowing bodies on this pattern, each holding a magic weapon similar to Bagua in their hands.

Fighting against the beings in the maelstrom.

Although there was no text in the pattern, Ning Chu still faintly felt that the realm of those monks was not low.

Looking at their soaring clouds and fog and monstrous magic, it seems that they are returning to the existence of the fairyland.

But even so, they were still not the opponents of the whirlpool, and they were soon devoured, and countless monks around them went berserk, rivers of blood flowed, and mountains of corpses and bones were like the end of the world.

The picture came to an abrupt end here.

"What about the back?"

Ning Chuzheng was fascinated by it, and found that there was no follow-up, scratching his ears and cheeks as uncomfortable.

I had to keep my head buried in the search.

This time, it took him half an hour to rediscover the pattern in a stone tablet more than one person high, and there seemed to be words next to the pattern.

"What's written on it?"

Ning Chu walked over with curiosity!

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