Chapter 129 Bloodstained Qingling Mountain 38

After Yang Chen turned a narrow road, his eyes suddenly understood and became empty, but although he was mentally prepared, his sobriety at this time still shocked Yang Chen.

I saw a huge square appear in front of me, this square is divided into two parts, composed of two concentric circles, the outer square is made of stone, but the central part is a circular iron pillar with a diameter estimated at about ten zhang.

The stone pillars on the periphery are not flat, but are inlaid with many ancient patterns, with an average depth of about one finger, and no matter what method is used, these things are not something that ordinary monks can complete, that is, here some big people have done it.

On the iron pillar in the middle are dense runes of dissatisfaction, these runes are intricate, with Yang Chen's current cultivation, most of them are even more incomprehensible, they can't see clearly, and what makes Yang Chen frown is that he can clearly feel that the power of temptation, all the power that makes people lose their minds comes from that iron pillar.

Looking at the overall situation, Yang Chen knew that this was a seal, and he didn't know what the seal was. Thinking of all kinds of Qingling Mountain, thinking of the mysterious cultivation platform on Qingling Mountain, and thinking of the underground space that his own consciousness entered, he preliminarily judged that this was just a part of a huge seal, that is to say, in some places of the huge mountain range of Qingling Mountain, there should be a few more such places.

Yang Chen looked at the monks on the ground who did not have the slightest color in their eyes, and when he saw the white bones on the ground, Yang Chen knew that there were definitely more than this group of monks who died here, and after the judgment of the past few days, it seemed that the iron pillar was more interested in the monks with higher cultivation, and most of the monks had no ability to resist this temptation, as for the monks with low cultivation, they were not affected much, probably because these low-level monks played a relatively small role, so they were not taken seriously.

With a sweep of the divine sense, the general situation of the square was clear to Brother Yu, but because this was the source of that mysterious power, the role of the divine sense was very limited, and Yang Chen once again carefully glanced at it.

"Huh?"

This time, Yang Chen found some anomalies, to be precise, he found something incongruous in the vast crowd.

But what was wrong, he didn't see it for a while, and he had some doubts in his heart, and he once again used his divine sense to look closely, and he wanted to find out the incongruity.

"This man?"

When the divine sense swept over a monk, Yang Chen's eyes lit up. Yes, this is the person, this person is different from the others, and the disharmony comes from him.

This monk also sat cross-legged, but his hands did not touch the ground, that is to say, there was no refining ground inscription seal, seeing this, Yang Chen's eyes narrowed, feeling a little strange.

Isn't this man affected by that power? So why didn't he leave? Was he willing to stay? No, or was there something wrong.

That person is the closest to the iron pillar, and should be the most seriously affected, although Yang Chen believes that there are no wonders in the world, he can not be affected, and he is sure that others will also have such ability, but he always feels that this matter does not seem to be so simple.

Yang Chen was cautiously guarded, and slowly passed between those machine-like monks, getting closer, so that he could see more clearly, and when he was only about ten zhang away from the somewhat strange monk=, Yang Chen slowly stopped and observed intently again.

He felt that this monk had a sense of the vicissitudes of time, but the other monks did not say this feeling, and Yang Chen's divine sense fell on his body as deep as touching a magnet. Feeling this change, Yang Chen's eyes were horrified, and he didn't want to think about it immediately, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

That's right, according to his judgment, this monk must be the Yuanying Monk, because Yang Chen felt this breath from his body, although Yang Chen's divine sense can't see through the Yuanying Monk's monk now, but the experience and sharp insight are still there, so just now Yang Chen was like a frightened bird, jumped up, and flew far away, because in the face of the Yuanying Monk, the current self is not even stuck in the gap between his teeth, and he appeared here like this, if the Yuanying Monk can't see that there is something strange in him, it would be a strange thing, so he decisively chose to retreat.

Unfortunately, what made him blush with embarrassment was that the monk was still like a rock, motionless.

This time, Yang Daxian was puzzled, could it be that he had misjudged? So his divine sense cautiously checked the monk, but he still didn't see any clues. After checking for a long time, there was still no movement, Yang Daxian was bold, and directly used his divine sense to gently stimulate the monk, but he still did not react.

Calming down, Yang Chen looked at this monk again, this is when he found that although the clothes on this monk's body were covered with dust, they were not worn, obviously the material was very good, but Yang Chen was even more puzzled when he checked his physical condition, this monk has been here for at least one or two hundred years, because his body functions seem to have completely fallen into a deep sleep or some kind of realm, it is a dry corpse.

After determining that there was a dried corpse, Yang Daxian would still be afraid, so he sat next to the dried corpse casually, slowly took off a dark green storage ring that was injured by the dried corpse, and admired it with great interest.

"Damn, although I didn't bother to look at this kind of thing in my previous life, but who called Lao Tzu down now?"

After being excited like a child seeing a new toy for a while, he saw that the frightened look in Yang Daxian's eyes suddenly flashed, and at the same time, he finally rolled out on the spot faster than before, and several monks who were still concentrating on refining the seal were knocked out by him, and Yang Daxian's vest was already soaked at this time.

"No...... right"