Following Jin Lime around a few desolate hills, he saw a round well as clear as ice crystals hanging in the middle. Sun Qingshang was suddenly shocked, in a general sense, the so-called "well" should be dug deep from the ground, only until there is water pouring out of it, and stones are laid on the edge of the well. This is what we can understand in the sense of the common name - "well".

But the well appeared very abruptly, floating five feet above the ground, like a large round mirror. Sun Qingshang stepped forward to take a photo, but there was no shadow of himself inside. The water looks so clean that it doesn't shine on people...... Sun Qingsheng's heart pinched up inexplicably, and there was a trace of panic. She waved her hand again at the bottom of the well, confirming that the well really had nothing to do with the ground. It almost made her gasp, a well off the ground, where did the water come from?

Sun Qingsheng's hand did not retract, she still wanted to try whether it was water in the real sense! The small square well area actually makes people feel unfathomable. Try it, even if it's a stir, and her instinctive curiosity rises again. Taking risks, knowing that there is danger, you also need to take risks, otherwise how to seek truth and falsification? Seeing that Jin Lin did not say anything to stop it. She gently put her hand in, and half of her arm disappeared in front of her eyes, and there was no discomfort at all, no pain or itching. Sun Qingshang fished it out a few times, and the water seemed to be very viscous, and it was a little difficult to stir it up. She shrank back suspiciously, looking at the intact green jade arm in front of her, and couldn't help but smile. Turning back to Jin Lin, he said:

"I remember you said, how many times have you been there?"

Jin Linden: "That's right, I just felt that the pressure of the water was very high, and after swimming for a long time, I couldn't see the end, so I had to come out." ”

"The water in here is very cold but not solid, and it's not like ordinary water, it's so strange." Sun Qingshang touched the ice crystals on the edge of the well as he spoke, and covered it with his hot hands, and the ice immediately turned into water droplets, but instead of falling to the ground, it turned into a long white gas and dispersed in the air. There are tiny dark green mosses growing between the gaps along the ice edge, but the plush threads are extremely tough, like the snow lotus that trembles on the ice peak, born from the cold. Sun Qingshang used his spiritual power to pick up a trace, put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully, and sniffed it with his nose. It seems that something has come to mind, but I am not sure. Happily, he asked Jin Lin, "What is this?" Do you know the origin of the well? ”

Jinlin: "This, I don't know. I was too young when I was in the Demon Path, and I don't remember that there was this well, and the old man never mentioned it. ”

Sun Qingshang: "How long have you been in the Demon Dao?" Didn't you meet a single person? ”

Jin Lin: "I came a day before you, and I didn't meet them, because I knew a hidden hiding place, and I cleverly avoided those people." ”

"Let's go into the well! Go and save your master. When Sun Qingshang said this, he was quite tragic. Although saving a real person has a certain amount of selfishness, even if a real person has nothing to do with this matter, it is definitely not the duty of an immortal cultivator to save him when he dies. Since stepping into the Demon Dao, if he is not secretly watched, Sun Qingshang will not believe it. Evil is like a demonic way, how can it sit back and wait to be killed? Perhaps they have already fallen into the traps laid by the enemy. Even though the road ahead is dangerous, life and death are uncertain. But today, I know that I can't do it.

After Sun Qingshang finished speaking, he used his five-stage spiritual power to conjure up a pale green enchantment. Protect her and Jin Lin in the middle, and fly into the well together.

Jin Lin was born in the Demon Dao, but he grew up in the mortal world, and he has never seen such a powerful enchantment. Able to strip all water out, the person can breathe freely inside and move as usual. Watching Sun Qingshang twist his hands in front of him, he moved forward quickly. The road was unstoppable, not at all as embarrassed as the previous few times, and I couldn't help but secretly admire in my heart.

After flying in the Imperial Realm for a period of time, Sun Qingsheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his vision suddenly brightened. It feels like a high-necked porcelain vase in mid-air. After passing through the narrow entrance, there is no water inside, but the ground is wide and the sky is round, and there is a different scene. But the sky looks like remnant snow, without any superfluous color. The cold wind around them whirlpooled, rushing back and forth, low and cold.

An ancient mansion was erected alone in front of the two, and the vermilion paint on the door was slightly mottled. The simple and sharp lines of the cornices on the white curtain delicately outline its insignificance and loneliness......

The red doorlink is very conspicuous.

The upper link is: the future is like a fog needle that is difficult to pierce

The next link is: In the past, it was difficult to call half a tael like smoke

The horizontal batch is: uncertain

Undecided? Is it a fortune or not? Isn't it? The future is like a fog, and even a needle can't pierce it. Whose past is called two pounds? Shh Could this be the origin of Weijing? The future is unknown, the past is unknown...... Sun Qingshang stroked his face with one hand, frowning, and his mind was in chaos.

These two sentences seem to say everything; It was as if he hadn't said anything.

What's the point of doing so much? Life is neither visible nor measured......

It's better to give up......

She was in a daze, and the sandalwood beads on her chest suddenly glowed with a scorching and dazzling light, as if an aurora stabbed her heart.

Taking a deep breath, she suddenly woke up, oops! I almost had a nightmare.

Sun Qing adjusted his mood and said calmly: "There is not a single guard, please enter the urn!" You have to be mentally prepared. Looking back at Jin Lin, I saw that his face was full of sadness, and I thought that he had just woken up from the nightmare.

"Let's go." Sun Qingshang strode forward without hesitation.

Jin Lin's heart was filled with bitterness, looking at Sun Qingshang's thin back, a trace of admiration surged in her heart. A skinny girl who seems to be weak and can't help the wind, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, she prefers to go in danger. I don't know how much more perseverance than myself. I saw that she was about to push the door in. Jin Lime opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all...... I had to follow quickly.

As soon as the "master ......" entered the ancient mansion, Jin Lin saw a real person trapped in an ice pool. At this time, his clothes were ragged, his hair was disheveled, and he was shivering from the cold. Unable to care about much, Jin Lin jumped into the ice pool and hugged the old man, trying to pull him up.

"Jin Linden...... You, why are you here? How did you get in? A real person raised his hand tremblingly with cloudy eyes, his voice full of horror and worry. After a few tugging, I only heard the sound of "bang-bang-clang". It's not good, it's locked, Jin Lin looked at Sun Qingshang for help.

"Who is she?" Following Jin Linden's gaze, a real person asked.

Jin Linden: "The Spiritual Heir ......"

I don't know if it's too cold, or excited, a real person snorted his upper and lower teeth, panted and said: "Here, they are still here......"

"Oops, old man, we're here to save you." Sun Qingshang saw that he was so nervous, winked at him playfully, and said angrily. She carefully looked at the thousand-year-old cold iron in the water, and shook it with her hand, it was very heavy, and it didn't seem to be an ordinary thing. Said to Jin Lin, who was already pale from the cold: "You help him well, and I will use spiritual magic to split this iron lock." ”

Jin Lin nodded, leaned back on his body, scooped up the heavy cold iron, and struggled to lift it over his shoulders. I saw a flash of pale red light, and the cold iron tied to the limbs of a real person opened in response to the sound, shattering into powder, but it did not hurt the old man in the slightest.