Seeing that Long Lin had been "appreciating" Yu Kunlun's Mobao, Long Bao, an out-of-school child, was the first to bear it, so he pulled Hu Wangcai, greeted Zhou Bicheng, and went to play elsewhere.

When they left, Long Lin took out the nameless ancient mirror and took a picture of this shadow wall, to his surprise, there was nothing in the shadow wall, only a faint square soil mark in the middle part, the depth was inconsistent with the other places;

He released Yi Da Shovel and let her go underground to investigate. After a short time, Yi Dasho came back and told him that there were indeed two rivers below, the water was black in color, but it was not poisonous, but it looked very much like the water of Xuanwu..."Why do you want to drain these two waters of Xuanwu?" asked Long Lin.

"I don't know, sir. "But I feel the smell of soil in this wall." ”

"Sip!" Long Lin was shocked, if this thing can be put into the small world, there will be no worries about the barren land, it will stretch endlessly, giving birth to endless fertile fields.

Yi Dazhan said, "Have you ever heard that the soil can be turned into the water of Xuanwu and turn the water into stone?"

Long Lin really didn't know what this kind of setting meant? Once someone found out and broke this wall, the piece of soil would fall directly into the river and disappear into nothing? However, he found that there was no prohibition on the top and bottom of the wall, and this unguarded posture itself was the best cover. If there is no ancient mirror, it is estimated that no one will be able to see such a famous hall in it.

The word "Xuanhuang" in Xuanhuang Sect was originally the meaning of the water of Xuanwu and the soil of resting soil.

Unable to make up his mind for a while, Long Lin turned around and found Long Bao who was fishing in Zhou Bicheng's yard. Although this stream is slightly dark, its spiritual power is very weak, and it obviously cannot be compared with the water of Xuanwu. Long Lin's heart moved, aimed at a pool and spewed out a mouthful of Vermilion Bird Fire, which dried up a pool of water at once, and a piece of inky black basalt essence stuck to the yellow pebbles at the bottom of the pool, Long Lin picked up one of them, looked at it carefully, and found that it was not pure black, there were some faint white translucent fine lines, similar to the trapped formation of Xiatai Prison that he had secretly seen.

However, the mocking wind fell into a deep sleep, and Bichen was a bit stupid, and he had nowhere to ask, and he was not sure if he would be able to get the key to the earth after destroying the shadow wall.

Zhou Bicheng was amazed when he saw that Long Lin's Vermilion Bird Fire was so fierce, stared at Long Lin's figure with affection, and said to Long Bao: "Brother Bao, Brother Lin's true fire is so powerful, he is the spiritual root of the fire system, right?"

"It's rare and weird! Brother Lin has all kinds of departments, and they are all very powerful! Have you ever seen it?" Long Bao sneered and said, "If you want to change to you, it takes a lot of effort to refine the exercises of water and earth, can it be the same?"

Zhou Bicheng was speechless. In fact, he is also a water-based single spirit root, and his endowment is as superb as Zhen Ruoya, and the foundation building and knot are relatively smooth, and he is not as rubbish as Long Bao said. Nine times out of ten, the monks in the Xuanhuang Sect practiced the exercises of the water and soil system, for example, Mu Tianzhi was mainly based on the earth system, and it was true that he was relatively weak in terms of fire attribute attacks.

As soon as Long Lin's mind turned, he had a plan, and said to Long Bao, "Long Bao, there is a sky outside the sky, and you must not look down on people." The Xuanhuang Sect is also a 10,000-year-old sect, but it is no worse than the Lingxi Sect, don't believe it, you let Wangcai and Zhou Shao Sect Master have a try..."

Although I don't know what Long Lin's idea is, as long as there is a fight to fight and a lively scene to see, Long Bao is always happy. They immediately listened to Long Lin's advice, and in the open space in front of the shadow wall, let Hu Wangcai and Zhou Bicheng face each other.

Zhou Bicheng was full of interest. His spiritual weapon is a clear water sword, the sword body is turquoise, and the whole body is sparkling and flashing, as if the water waves are flowing, but if you look closely, countless runes are surging up and down, which is quite strange. Hu Wangcai didn't use his tiger's eye axe, but wanted to try how powerful the Linshui Xizhao umbrella was against the enemy.

Zhou Bicheng saw that he was holding the umbrella and stood still, so he smiled and nodded, urging the blue water sword, but seeing the blue waves, countless milky white, light blue, and light blue water swords of all sizes paid all kinds of sharp and unstoppable clear sounds, drawing straight sword shadows in the void, and attacking towards Hu Wangcai.

Suddenly, Zhou Bicheng's eyes flashed, and those water swords rolled backwards and back, hitting Zhou Bicheng's hastily opened spiritual power cover like a torrential rain, and a strange dusk Gudu appeared in front of him desolate and quietly. Hu Wangcai stood under the willow tree near the water, smiling and looking at the untied boat with leaves, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was opened at some point.

The Linshui Xizhao umbrella was originally a magic umbrella, although it was carefully transformed by Cui Rutie, it still retained the role of the demonic sense, and under the urging of Hu Wangcai, a demon cultivator, it increased the aura of demon charm. At this moment, Hu Wangcai in Zhou Bicheng's eyes was more beautiful and moving than ever, and he saw him stretch out five stamen-like fingers in the glow, gently pick up a piece of the maple in the sky, and said to Zhou Bicheng, "You see, the maple leaves this autumn are different from previous years, and they are heartbreaking... This is the red of the cuckoo's blood," he flicked away the maple leaf and replaced it with another one, "This is the girl's shy face," his five fingers flashed, and he caught another one, "This is the sunset of the drunken sunset..."

Zhou Bicheng instantly became a little stupid, although he still wanted to condense water into ice in his mind, and send out the Xuanhuang Sect's unique secret skill - Divine Sense Needle - counterattack for defense, but his sea of consciousness was controlled by the endless weird and poignant artistic conception of the sunset Danfeng, and he was no longer able to attack, allowing those maple leaves to flash countless golden fragments, passing through his water system spiritual power cover, and bounced down on his face, burning several blood holes, Zhou Bicheng only then woke up, covering his face and screaming miserably.

"Rub, so unbeaten, Wangcai just turned the handle of the umbrella!" Long Bao pouted in disappointment. Long Lin was not surprised, there were three gold, fire, and water primordial infants refined on the sunset umbrella, how could it be that a mere golden pill could resist in the early stage? Just the magic realm that was conjured up inside, Zhou Bicheng couldn't hold it anymore.

Long Lin waved his hands behind Hu Wangcai and Long Bao, setting up a large cover of spiritual power to isolate the outside world, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Zhou Bicheng danced wildly with the blue water sword, urging the spiritual water trick to wash his face, but the fiery nature of this maple leaf was strange, and it was like a bone gangrene that drilled into his face, and the pain made his consciousness blurred, and he hit the shadow wall headlong, and heard a loud noise, the yellow dust rolled, and the whole wall collapsed, and a small square clod of earth with a pale yellow color fell down, if you didn't count it in advance, you couldn't detect any difference in this clod of soil; two staggered black rivers appeared on the ground that suddenly cracked, and at the moment when Zhou Bicheng fell into the water, Long Lin waved a "gale style" , The raging wind split into two, one wisp rolled up the clod of soil, and the other wisp pressed Zhou Bicheng into the water with a pop, and those maple fires were extinguished.

At this time, the Great Wind Trick of Long Lin is completely enough to send and receive as you like, and you can divide and receive. He put the light loess clods into the small world, and then he fished out Zhou Bicheng, who was covered in black water, and the difference between these two things was only half a breath, and even Hu Wangcai didn't notice it, let alone Zhou Bicheng, who was delirious and mentally committed.

Long Lin gave Hu Wangcai two Zhuan Yan Dan and asked him to carry Zhou Bicheng back to the courtyard to recuperate, and he himself silently recited the magic to let the earthen wall be rebuilt to its original state; there was originally no formation prohibition here, and it was easy to recover, and he handed over the rest of the cleaning up the scene to Yi Dasho.

He found a secluded place in the garden and entered the small world. The pale yellow square clod of earth emitted a faint light, only two fingers thick, one foot square, as if it was broken when twisted, knocking silently, but in fact it was indestructible. Long Lin looked carefully at it with the ancient mirror, but there was no foreign object in it, and there was no hollow such as a mezzanine, so he couldn't help but be puzzled.

I burned it with a red bird, except for the redness of the surface and the blackening, there was nothing unusual, and I soaked it in the water of Shenwang Lake in the small world for an hour, and there was no movement... After Cao Hengli's careful observation, there was no special invisible prohibition on the surface of this piece of soil, but the characteristics it presented did not seem to conform to the records of ancient books, but it looked like a dead thing without any aura.

Long Lin hesitated, took out the Yin Yang Sword, and was about to simply split it to see what was going on, but suddenly felt the Blood Sky Crystal Heart in the placket of his chest pulsating violently, this sudden excitement shocked Long Lin, he carefully took out the crystal heart, and slowly approached the piece of soil... Strange things happened, the middle of the piece of soil suddenly slowly floated out of the shape of a long strip, similar to a round branch, this "branch" with the crystal center of the closer, struggled to struggle, with a bang, it actually merged with the crystal heart!

In Long Lin and Cao Hengli's wide open eyes, the crystal center became flattened, and the emerald green branch ran vertically through the entire crystal center, forming a "A" shape, like a pruned ginkgo leaf.

"Master, is this the key to Jiaotu Palace?" Cao Hengli asked.

"It is said that there are four of them. Long Lin muttered to himself, "Is this two of them, or is it one?"