The pitch-black passage was not as long as he imagined, and Xie Yan only walked about ten steps before passing through that area. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As soon as he came out of the black passage, Xie Yan only felt that the vision in front of him suddenly widened, and after passing through that door, he seemed to have come to another world, and when he looked up, he happened to see a building plate made of white jade, with three ancient characters remaining on it.

Scattered Immortal Realm!

"Scattered Immortal Realm?"

Xie Yan stopped, and countless speculations crossed his mind, but these speculations were unfounded, because he didn't know when the Scattered Immortals had a world that belonged to them.

After passing through the white jade building plaque, there is a Jingbai corridor behind it, except for the elders, all other places are shrouded in white clouds, like a fairyland on earth. The white jade bricks under his feet are as white as a mirror, reflecting Xie Yan's shadow, and the surrounding clouds and mist continue to blow up from both sides, floating over the corridor, like a real fairyland. But for some reason, when Xie Yan saw this picture, he instinctively gave birth to a sense of danger in his heart, under this immortal qi, there was a dead breath hidden!

It's so thick that it can't be dissolved!

This is a dead world, Xie Yan is a ghost body, and the body with the clearest perception of death qi in the world, so the death qi of this world can't hide it from him at all.

Xie Yan took a deep breath and found that the air in this world was filled with a fragrance, which was refreshing.

Zheng!!

A clear voice came from the depths of the white clouds.

"Guzheng? Who is playing the guzheng? On the surface of Xie Yan's body, a layer of cyan gas emerged.

This is a simple defensive technique, because of the Xuanbing Decisive Retraining. Xie Yan didn't have any defensive skills now. There are only two supernatural powers left: the Frozen Thousand Miles and the Eight Desolations Ban.

Zheng Zheng!

Two more times. The sound quality is even deeper than before.

"It's close."

Xie Yan walked along the corridor and walked forward, during the walk, a layer of black poisonous gas involuntarily appeared on the surface of his body, the outer path is Xie Yan's strongest strength now, in this kind of weird place, there is no need to hide his strength at all.

An eerie promenade, a terrifying tranquility.

Xie Yan thought that a corpse would suddenly pop out of the clouds. Or maybe a ghost came out of the floor tiles, but when he reached the end, there were no accidents in the corridor, no accidents.

After passing through the promenade area, there is a majestic palace in the back, which looks like the legendary fairy palace in terms of the scale of the building.

Xie Yan walked in the buildings of the Immortal Palace, and he walked very cautiously every step of the way, and he didn't dare to go fast at all in such a strange place, for this place. After walking for so long, Xie Yan gradually had a guess. Nine times out of ten, this place is a remnant of the mythical era, and it is even possible that this place is the real mythical world, and the starry sky where he is outside is just a deformation of the stones that were blown out after the mythical world was broken. If you guess according to this inference, this place can be regarded as the real Scattered Immortal World, and the outside is just a place where the Scattered Immortal World stretches out.

After passing through the second room, Xie Yan finally found the source of the sound.

Zither.

An empty zither with no one there. Where the zither is placed is a stone chess table with clear squares carved on it, which is the chessboard of Go. This place is like a hospital where an immortal lives in seclusion, and the only thing missing is a reclusive immortal.

The guzheng is placed on the table, and every once in a while it makes a sound, sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched.

Xie Yan walked to the stone table and stopped, his divine sense escaped, and he easily touched the guzheng.

The guzheng is ordinary, as if it is just a wooden zither made by a secular musician.

"Not a magic weapon?"

Xie Yan originally thought that this thing would at least be a superb magic weapon, and might even be a magic weapon, but the actual result made him very disappointed. The wood of this zither is definitely not a hidden treasure, this is just an ordinary zither.

After observing for a long time, Xie Yan did not touch the chess table and the zither, but chose to bypass this place and continue to go deeper inside.

Not long after leaving, the mysterious brush on Xie Yan's waist trembled again.

Once inside, the light became darker.

Behind the scenes, the sound of the guzheng still comes from time to time.

"This seems to be the main hall of a certain sect?" Xie Yan pushed open a wooden door and walked in.

At the moment when he pushed open the wooden door, the sound of the guzheng on the chess table area that he had passed earlier suddenly accelerated.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The low sound was full of murderous aura, as if some earth-shattering battle was about to break out. From the sound of the violent piano, Xie Yan faintly heard the cry before the space-time fault, the unwilling roar, and the blood and tears of despair of all beings.

What exactly?

What really happened in that era?

Xie Yan closed the door and continued to walk forward, his pace gradually picking up. He searched room after room, and these rooms looked like they were mirror images, except for the main hall of Fang Cai, all the other places were the same, and even the number of items inside was exactly the same.

At this time, the sound behind him changed again, and Xie Yan was irritable when he heard the high-pitched voice.

Squeak.....

Xie Yan pushed the door open.

This was the last door in this row of rooms, Xie Yan originally thought that the scene behind this door would be the same, but the moment he pushed the door open, his heart trembled violently. The same furnishing room, everything is the same as the previous one, the only difference is that there is one more person in this room, a man in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged there.

The man sat there with his back to the door, motionless, without the breath of a living person.

Zheng!!

The sound of the guzheng came to an abrupt end here.

The dead world regained its tranquility again, Xie Yan stood at the door, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and didn't know whether to go in or leave for a while.

Gurgle......

Just when Xie Yan hesitated, the 'person' sitting in the room suddenly moved, and wisps of black qi that could only be seen through the ghost body poured in from the outside and entered the body of that 'person'.

"Master, I like my wife so much, why don't you let go? He also said that I was a rebel and beat me to death with his own hands..... What am I doing wrong? I just expressed my love for my wife, that's all... You old stubbornness, just for this little thing, you turn your face and don't recognize people......"

The man said something inexplicable, and in Xie Yan's vision, the man slowly turned his head.

A grimace with blue and black hair turned around, and blood-red tears continued to flow out of his eyes...... (To be continued.) )