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Xi Muyan lowered his head to take a closer look, and reached out to touch it again, but found that it was a small hollow pipe smelted with dark iron.

"Is it still empty?"

Xi Muyan muttered, and curiously stretched out his index finger and poked it into the pipe.

Not out of reach.

Odd.

Xi Muyan grabbed the exposed piece and dragged it out, but he didn't move at all.

It's pretty sturdy.

Xi Muyan saw that he couldn't pull it out, so he tried to pull it around a few more times, but there was still no response.

"Isn't it a mechanism?"

Xi Muyan tuddled his slender eyebrows, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he slapped his palm on the armrest of the chair on the other side.

With a snap, the handrail snapped.

Sure enough, the same small black pipe was exposed in the same area.

"Well, there must be a mechanism."

Xi Muyan took a step back, holding his arm with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, looking at the chair in front of him.

Such a beautiful thing made it like this for myself, I wonder if the original owner will feel distressed when he sees it?

Well, if it's a stingy owner, it's about right, even if you don't feel sorry for the chair, you probably will be angry with yourself, if it's a generous owner, maybe you will invite yourself to visit?

It's a pity that at present, it seems that the owner of this palace does not know where it is, and naturally there will be no reaction.

Xi Muyan lifted one foot and stepped on the chair.

A footprint was imprinted on it.

Probably because I had stepped on the snow first, the bottom of my boots got wet, and I stepped on the dust that had fallen from the top of the palace.

The chair is placed on the steps. Although it was beautiful, it couldn't move at all, and Xi Mu went up and sat down, anyway, she was also sitting on the ground before. The clothes on the body are no longer clean.

It's just that this one sat down, but he noticed a difference.

Looking at the empty hall, a sense of condescension arose.

If there are two more rows of people standing in the hall, there is a feeling of looking down on the world, and if you imagine it, you can understand that it is no wonder that the emperors of all dynasties have an unparalleled attachment to that chair. Once you have this feeling, you can't let it go anymore.

Of course, Xi Muyan is not uncommon.

In this world, it is not a situation where the emperor has the power to kill all people, and in the eyes of the monks, the royal family is only a relatively powerful family, and they only need to pay respect, but they will not be too afraid.

In the eyes of the monks, the highest pursuit is immortality.

Of course, this is a realm that only exists in legends. Immortality is hard to find, even those great powers who have been passed down to future generations have fallen one after another, and it is said that the Great Venerable Wind who fell more than a thousand years ago was the last witness of the great war ten thousand years ago, and so. People are also gradually forgetting about the things that only exist in legends.

And the most realistic thing is the diligence of cultivation.

I don't know if it's because of the disappearance of the vitality of heaven and earth, or because of the loss of the ancient cultivation method, according to legend, 10,000 years ago, it was an era when there were as many Jindan monks as dogs and Yuanying monks walked everywhere, and now, Yuanying monks can already be the master of a sect, how many people will be stuck at this threshold for life, and they will not be allowed to enter.

Even Pei Yaqing has been stagnant at this juncture for ten years.

That is, when they first met eight years ago. Pei Yaqing is already a Jindan monk.

There was a smile on the corner of Xi Muyan's mouth, and he couldn't help but want to be happy when he thought of Pei Yaqing, on the one hand, he was amazed by Pei Yaqing's qualifications, after all, Pei Yaqing was only in his early twenties at that time. It is not much different from Hua Miaoyi, who is regarded as a genius by everyone, and he still has Heavenly Soul Fire on his body, it is said that in order to smelt Heavenly Soul Fire, he destroyed most of his cultivation alive, so if it is normal, Pei Yaqing's qualifications are definitely not inferior to Hua Miaoyi.

On the other hand, Pei Yaqing is also bold enough, although the Dust Washing Sect is not a force like Tianyuan Sect, but it is not a Jindan monk who can come and go freely, Pei Yaqing turned half the sky and did not say anything, and finally got out safely, although it is said that there are Cen Xu and her, the two traitors, the big and the young, but he can't help but say that he is brave enough.

In addition, it is also cheaper.

Thinking of Yu Wuwu, Xi Muyan suddenly slapped his thigh, yes, this mechanism may be connected together, one didn't respond, just try it all together!

Sitting down and acting, since Xi Muyan thought of this section, he immediately stood up, spread out his two hands, palms upward, and pulled out two small black tubes with spiritual power.

Still no response.

Xi Muyan frowned.

Isn't this the whole thing?

Xi Muyan looked left and right at the chair, and there was nothing else except a desk on his right, let alone an obvious mechanism.

I knocked on the table with my hand, but it was a solid wooden table, and when I pushed it hard, it actually moved, and an obvious mark was drawn on the ground.

Judging by the thickness of the dust, there has been no one here for at least a few decades.

But there's not a speck of dust on this chair?

Xi Muyan blinked, that is to say, eighty percent still have to find it from this chair?

The eye fell on the back of the chair.

The style of the back of the chair is similar to that of the Taishi chair, but it is much wider.

Xi Muyan raised his hand in the night.

There is no reason to have a sharp weapon in your hand, and you have to use your hand not.

A sword slashed diagonally, and it was heard properly, Xi Muyan didn't use much force in his hand, but he let the night fly out, and half of the sword body was inserted into the ground, only the upper part was still shaking.

Xi Muyan was a little surprised, based on the performance of the two armrests before, she thought that the back of the chair should be similar, but she didn't expect that she would kick the iron plate.

The black thing that was exposed was not the same as the dark iron tube he saw before, and Xi Muyan found it when he touched it, and this section was solid.

How do you get this?

Xi Muyan doesn't know much about these things, it can be said that he knows nothing about seven tricks, six tricks, and at most, he can draw gourds in the same way. If you let her figure it out on her own, it really won't work.

So Xi Muyan, who had tried a variety of methods, was a little discouraged.

Why didn't there be any response?

It won't be ......

Thinking of a possibility, Xi Muyan's face darkened.

I've been busy for most of the day, don't tell me about these things made of dark iron. It's to prop up this chair, I'm going to vomit blood!

Of course, no one told her anything, and even if she vomited blood, it had nothing to do with others.

Forget it, it's not going against a chair here.

Xi Muyan also thought about it. I don't have this ability anyway, and it's useless to dwell on it, so it's better to take advantage of this time to go shopping inside, maybe as soon as I feel comfortable, I suddenly have a flash of inspiration.

Waving his hand to summon the night back, Xi Muyan silently thought that if Pei Gongzi was here, maybe there would be a way.

The wind and snow are still charming, and Pei Gongzi is trekking in the thick snow step by step.

The noble son who was in distress was naturally reluctant to squander the pitiful little spiritual power in his body, so he had to walk pathetically on foot.

Of course. Even Pei Gongzi, who was born wealthy, had endured inhuman pain in order to cultivate and complete tasks, but he had never experienced such a situation now.

Probably influenced by the master, although he doesn't like to put on too much of a show, he is also a person who likes to enjoy. I don't have to find my own guilt.

Pei Yaqing slightly put the hood on his head, revealed his eyes, exhaled a breath of heat, and sighed with satisfaction.

Although he was hiking in the wind and snow, he had an unexpected feeling, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise?

The temperature in his body seems to have risen a little, and he doesn't know what the Heavenly Soul Fire has become, and whether it has become more powerful.

Pei Yaqing smiled at the corner of her mouth, and swept out a layer of snow with a palm wind.

A few footprints were revealed.

Shallow, slightly messy footprints.

Pei Yaqing recognized. This must be Xi Muyan's footprints.

Because of the beautiful flower font in the middle of the footprints.

This is when Xi Muyan has nothing to do, and he has his own logo on the bottom and inside of all his shoes, which is originally a playful nature, but at this moment, it makes Pei Yaqing smile.

Hey?

Pei Yaqing looked at the pile of bones at his feet, which were obviously garbage left over from being eaten. couldn't help but sigh again, this girl is really her own family, and in this environment, she can't forget to eat and drink.

Feeling a warm breath in his body, Pei Yaqing covered his chest and looked at the majestic palace in the distance, his eyes lit up.

Little Smoke must be there.

He felt it.

It wasn't until he walked the hundred and ten steps to the gate of the palace that Pei Yaqing squinted and smiled.

The footprints on the steps are too obvious, and there is only one row, doesn't it mean that Xi Muyan has gone in but has not come out yet?

Thinking of the flower clothes with the Sansheng Stone, Pei Gongzi felt a little proud, although he didn't have that thing, but this induction was not much worse, look, isn't it quite accurate?

Stretching out his hand to push open the door, the smile on Pei Yaqing's lips froze.

The pile of garbage in front of him was very dazzling, Pei Yaqing casually closed the door behind him, looked up at the big hole on the top and the falling snowflakes, and squinted again.

It turned out to be a lightning strike...... I don't know if it was a natural thunder or a human attraction?

Of course, Pei Yaqing didn't know what had happened before, if he knew that this thunder had fallen because of him, he was afraid that the pride in his heart would turn into annoyance.

bypassing the pair of garbage, Pei Yaqing's eyes fell on the dismantled chairs for the first time.

However, unlike Xi Muyan, Pei Yaqing saw something she didn't understand.

Putting the trap here?

Pei Yaqing walked up in two steps, slightly surprised.

The three exposed black iron just stayed there quietly, and when Pei Yaqing went up to touch it, it moved slightly.

Pei Yaqing's face changed, and his body retreated, but after all, he was a step slower.

Just on the steps where the chair was placed, a big hole suddenly appeared, and Pei Yaqing only felt a tremendous pressure pressing down from the top of his head, and he couldn't retreat and fell in.

The darkness occupied the sight, Pei Yaqing raised his sword and thrust it into the surrounding wall in his hand, sparks splashed, and his body, which had stopped falling, seemed to have been hit by something, Pei Yaqing only felt that his blood was surging, and he only had time to snort, and rolled forward.