"This ...... This is...... How could it be ......" The foot trainer's pupils fluttered violently, and the movements he used froze.

Although the foot trainer's face was covered by a mask, Lin Chuan was by the side of the foot trainer, and immediately discovered the abnormality of the foot trainer, and when Lin Chuan spoke, everyone's eyes looked over.

"What's wrong, White Tiger? Do you know this thing? Lin Chuan's expression changed, this thing was taken out by Kong Ming Qixin and asked him to take it out, he didn't even know what it was, after all, this thing was not his, he just kept it on his behalf, but looking at the situation at the moment, even if he reacted slowly, he realized that this thing was not simple.

"Brother Lin Chuan, where did you get this thing?" The foot trainer directly transmitted the voice, his voice was eager, with a hint of trembling, and his mood was obviously extremely fluctuating.

"This was given to me by Nandou Linghong when he entered the seventh floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, let me keep it on my behalf!" Lin Chuan explained.

"Do you know what this thing is?" The trainer asked tremblingly.

"Ling Hong didn't tell me, and I can't see it!" Lin Chuan said sincerely.

"This is Jianmu! This board is made of ancient building wood! The step trainer took a deep breath and said.

In an instant, Lin Chuan's kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly, he never thought that the board in his hand, which looked like it was about to rot, would be made by Jianmu, who ranked seventh in the Wonder Record of Heaven and Earth!

It is recorded in the Wonders of Heaven and Earth - Jianmu: green leaves, purple stems, black flowers, yellow fruits, there is no sound under it, and there is no shadow!

"But Jianmu ...... Isn't it a purple stem? The board is red...... And ......" Lin Chuan's thoughts were a little confused, he wanted to say that this board didn't seem to have anything special, and the most special thing was probably that Ling Hong gave it to him, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a second look at this thing when he encountered it in other places.

"What's wrong?" The ink cicada looked at the two people who were frozen in place, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally fixed his gaze on the mahogany board in Lin Chuan's hand.

It's a pity that with her eyesight, she can't recognize what it is, what is so special.

Everyone present also guessed that the cause of the incident was this board, but no one could see the clue, only the step trainer!

This has little to do with the absolute perception of the foot trainer, it is entirely because of her natal Dao technique, because she can summon the phantom of the ancient Jianmu to attack through this Dao technique, it can be said that she is very familiar with the breath of Jianmu, and only then did she recognize the material of this board at a glance.

"What are you doing with this board now?" After calming down his mood, the step trainer asked suspiciously.

Lin Chuan didn't answer the step trainer, but looked up at everyone, and finally fixed his gaze on the inheritance altar.

There, Song Qingyuan was still fusing with the formation of the Immortal Mansion, but without the help of those eleven followers, the speed of his fusion had dropped a lot, and the blood line that was originally spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye could hardly be seen flowing at the moment, although there was only one corner left above the entire altar without a blood line, it was estimated that it would take Song Qingyuan another ten days to complete the final fusion.

"You can try sticking this board into the corner of the altar that hasn't been fused yet!" The girl's voice reappeared, crisp and pleasant.

"Can this prevent Song Qingyuan from continuing to fuse?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I'm not sure, but there's a way to do it!" The girl said.

Lin Chuan groaned, didn't he believe in the seven-colored exquisite heart, after all, they are now one, it can be regarded as a state of mutual benefit, and pit himself is not the slightest benefit to the growth of this holy medicine, but Lin Chuan is still hesitating!

Because the outcome he could not have predicted!

Leave, he is not reconciled, but there will be no danger, stay, then he will gamble a lot of things, even his own life.

Everyone didn't speak again, although they didn't know what was happening, it was obvious that Lin Chuan was making a very important decision, a decision related to life and death.

After half a ring, Lin Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Actually, I'm very afraid of death, especially now that the situation is still under my control, I don't want to take risks!" Lin Chuan said faintly, and looked at Song Qingyuan on the altar.

"But, the thought of your smug face makes me feel like rushing up and slapping you a few times!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Chuan suddenly burst out and rushed towards the altar at an extremely fast speed, and the immortal chakra of his whole body exploded in an instant, all of which rushed towards the Jianmu in his hand.

This board still hasn't changed, the only thing that stands out is that it doesn't refuse the immortal chakra injected by Lin Chuan, absorbing it all, without the slightest waste, as if it is a bottomless pit, and you can't see the bottom line.

When Song Qingyuan saw Lin Chuan's actions, his pupils contracted for a while, and he was angry, but then it turned into ridicule!

The horror of this altar is only known to him, this is not just the place of inheritance, but also the core of the entire Immortal Mansion formation, a small Jindan late-stage monk, if he wants to shake this level of formation, it is simply a fool's dream.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the decaying mahogany board smashed down and fell directly on the altar made of immortal jade, which was the corner of the altar that Song Qingyuan had not yet fused!

There was no imaginary desire to explode, no blood spilled, and there was not even any reaction, and the mahogany board fell on the altar so easily, as if it had landed on ordinary ground, without stirring up any waves.

However, no waves are the biggest waves!

Song Qingyuan's eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

He clearly remembered that there was a Song family monk who approached the altar before, and the moment he touched it, he was directly absorbed by this altar into a blood mist.

But now, this board that exuded the smell of decay actually fell on the altar without stirring up any waves.

Lin Chuan was actually very surprised, even he didn't expect the situation at this moment, and even none of his expectations were like this.

"Qinglong, your blood ......," the step trainer said in shock.

Blood? Lin Chuan was startled, and looked at his hand holding the mahogany board, I don't know when, his blood actually seeped out directly from the pores, flowing on the mahogany board, pulling out criss-crossing blood lines, and these blood lines finally had only one place to go - the altar!

The moment Lin Chuan's blood touched the altar, a terrifying aura swept out, Lin Chuan's brain buzzed, and the entire Immortal Mansion appeared in his mind.

Lin Chuan also began to merge with the Xianfu formation!

(End of chapter)