Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Underground Altar
Seeing that the old demon of Xuanming entered the underground passage to chase Xiao Heng, Le Qiu and Tie Sha Zhenjun no longer hesitated, and jumped into the underground passage at the same time.
"What is the light that is pouring up from the ground?"
Venus Dao and Liuyun Lao Dao glanced at each other, nodded tacitly, and flew down the underground passage.
And the curiosity of the people watching at the door was aroused, and the light that poured up from the ground was so strange that it was impossible not to be attracted. So the people poured into the underground passage in groups of three or five.
The stone chambers, which used to be bustling, are now empty, and all of them have poured into the underground passages.
At this time, after Xiao Heng and the four of them jumped down the underground passage, they rushed forward in an endless dark passage.
The tunnel is only a meter wide, the floor is paved with cobblestones, and the walls on either side are hung with rusty oil lamps. These oil lamps have been around for a long time, but they still don't go out, which is very strange.
And in front of me, there was a multicolored brilliance, and the colors were blurred, like bubbles.
The source of the light seemed to be in front, but Xiao Heng and the four of them ran for two hours, but they still didn't get out of the dark passage, and they didn't find the source of the light.
"How long is this dark passage?" Jian Er frowned and said to himself, his heart was furious, they had been flying for so long, and the scenery around them had not changed, and there was a dead silence.
"Pick up the speed, someone is chasing you......"
Xiao Heng said solemnly, he was seriously injured, but his perception was still there, and he could sense a powerful aura approaching behind him, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was the Xuanming Old Demon who chased after him.
If you are caught up, the consequences are self-evident.
The four of them immediately increased their speed, and it can be said that the strength of feeding was used, like four streamers whistling by.
After about half a day of flying, the light in front of me became more and more blazing, and the surrounding walls became colorful and full of dreamlike feeling.
"I'm about to fly to the end of the dark passage, and not far ahead is the source of the light. Xiao Heng showed joy.
However, Jian Er, Rulong, and Pan Dali's faces changed greatly, beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, and their flight speed suddenly slowed down a lot.
"What's going on? The closer I got to the source of the radiance, the stronger the power to suppress the dantian, and I was so suppressed that I couldn't fly. ”
Jian Er said breathlessly, here, the strange power that suppressed the dantian was too strong, and he could only exert the cultivation of the first layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he couldn't even fly.
"I can't fly either......"
Pan Dali was sweating profusely, and his heart was pounding. Like Jian Er, he was severely suppressed here, and if he was caught up by the Xuanming Old Demon and a few people, there was only one way to die.
But he couldn't fly, so he had to stop.
"It's weird, you're all suppressed, and I don't have anything to do. ”
Xiao Heng looked around, every inch of space here was so weird, he wanted to understand this place thoroughly, but there were pursuers behind him, so he could only continue to flee for his life.
"You can't fly, come up and eat the soul gun, I'll take you fly. ”
He controlled the Soul Eater Gun to land on the ground, and when Jian Er and the others came up, his mind moved, and the Soul Eater Gun flew out with their breath, like an arrow off the string.
After another hour of flying, he finally flew to the end of the dark passage.
It was an empty place, looking exactly like the Bagua Palace on the ground, with the same eight corners, each with a portal leading to the unknown.
In the middle, there is a Bagua altar that emits eight different colors, reflecting the place in a colorful and dreamlike way.
The light that poured into the stone chamber through the underground tunnel came from the Bagua Altar.
The altar of gossip is the source of brilliance.
On top of the altar was an antique wooden box, and two golden plates, each with a red fruit.
"It's the Heavenly Immortal Fruit!"
Jian Er showed an excited look, he had seen the Heavenly Immortal Fruit in the classics.
It is 3,000 years away from the fairy fruit to bloom and bear fruit for 3,000 years, and there is only one fruit for a tree.
Moreover, the Litian Immortal Fruit is only available in the Immortal Realm, but not in the Shenzhou Continent, and I never thought that I could actually see the Litian Immortal Fruit here, which makes people feel unreal.
"According to records, eating the Heavenly Immortal Fruit can cure all diseases, improve cultivation, make people's thoughts clear, and become wise. ”
Pan Dali was also very excited, and his feet approached the past without obeying the call, wanting to take the two Heavenly Immortal Fruits in his pocket.
However, when he walked three meters away from the altar, he suddenly let out a scream, his face distorted, and he quickly fell back.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Heng became nervous.
"The power to suppress the dantian comes from this altar. The closer you get to the altar, the more you are suppressed. ”
Pan vigorously covered the dantian and whispered, he was almost ruined by the strange power, but fortunately he retreated back in time to avoid a tragedy.
Hearing his words, Jian Er and Rulong retreated one after another, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
It is rare in the world to leave the Heavenly Immortal Fruit, but the dantian is more important. If the dantian is destroyed, what is the use of getting the Heavenly Immortal Fruit?
"How do I feel like this altar has a sense of intimacy?"
Xiao Heng had no fear, and the golden book in his mind suddenly jumped, making him overjoyed.
"Are you asking me to collect those two Heavenly Immortal Fruits?" Xiao Heng asked in his heart, and when he took a closer look, his eyes lit up.
That antique box actually had the words "Wujing" written on it.
"Martial Arts?!The second half of the Martial Arts?"
Xiao Heng was so excited that his heart beat faster, and the martial scriptures passed on to him by the Martial Saint were only the first half.
If you finish cultivating the first half of the martial arts, you won't know how to cultivate later. Because his dantian is broken, it is different from other people's cultivation methods.
Of course, it is a long time before the first half of the martial arts is successfully cultivated, but we also have to think about the future path. Now that he sees the word "Wujing" here, how can he be calm.
"What kind of place is this? How can you suppress other people's dantian, but it has no effect on me? Is it a coincidence or a ...... that the martial arts have appeared here?"
Several questions surged into Xiao Heng's heart at the same time, and he couldn't figure it out.
Is this just an ancient ruin? Does it have anything to do with the Martial Saint?
"Xiao Heng, be careful......"
Jian Er felt incredible, he couldn't get close to that altar, but Xiao Heng went all the way and didn't have anything at all.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. ”
Xiao Heng turned around and gave Jian Er a reassuring look, he had already walked to the altar and excitedly picked up the antique wooden box.
"How so?"
When he opened the wooden box, he saw that it was empty, which made him a little disappointed.
"There are two words written on the Martial Scripture, there is nothing, could it be that the Martial Scripture was taken away? It shouldn't be, the altar has a strange power to suppress the dantian, and no one in the Shenzhou Continent should be able to approach this altar except me......"
Xiao Heng frowned and thought hard, but he couldn't figure it out.
He studied the wooden box carefully, trying to see the clue from it.