Chapter 107: Shackles
Just when everyone was recuperating, Jiang Lan looked up and looked at the night glass light floating in the sky, with a faint green light in the ice blue.
The whole broken bead was above them, enveloping the entire space.
Seeing Jiang Lan raise his head, many people also raised their heads and looked at it.
"It's beautiful, like the starry sky."
"What the hell is this?" The man looked at Jiang Lan, but Jiang Lan did not answer. This thing is much more valuable than blood beads.
"After resting for so long, shall we set off to find the exit?"
"Mm-hmm, that makes sense."
At this time, everyone looked at Jiang Lan, only to see her stand up, and everyone also stood up.
Someone wondered at the thing above his head, "This thing isn't going to stay here, is it?" Isn't it cheaper for a gang of thieves in the Qin prison? ”
Many people were also unhappy, only to see Jiang Lan raise his right hand slightly, and the three-foot-high night glazed light gradually converged on Jiang Lan's hand, and the surroundings returned to pitch black, only Jiang Lan had a faint ghostly light.
Everyone looked at Jiang Lan with blank eyes, thinking, "It's good to have a good ancestor in the family." ”
Although I am envious, I don't have the heart to be born. After all, I have experienced a life and death above, and it is even more sinister below, one is a group of fierce and abnormal monsters, if it weren't for people to break the barrier, they would have been buried in this dark ghost place a long time ago.
It is indeed troublesome for everyone to have no light, and all the people can only return to the way they acted just now, and ten people lead the people in front.
Jiang Lan looked at the Night Nether Bead that was broken into an unknown number of pieces in the palm of his hand, and the thing seemed to have spirituality, flying out of Jiang Lan's palm, turning into three hundred and sixty-five, and wanted to protect Jiang Lan like Zhou Xingchen, and the people next to him avoided it.
Jiang Lan looked at the magic pattern under the rotation of the glass light, and said in her heart: "I have a heart." ”
The treasure is so spiritual, many people are excited to see it.
"Make a few more and give them light."
The brightest one of the surrounding glass lights flew out, only to instantly change and conjure up a hundred and ten and fly to everyone's side.
"This stuff is wonderful!"
Everyone looked at the one that flew in front of them as big as a firefly, but it was many times brighter than a firefly, and it was faintly visible within a radius of five zhang.
"It's a treasure, and now everyone can see it clearly."
"Yes, yes, thank you."
Jiang Lan didn't say much, just nodded.
"I'll go ahead and lead the way."
The remaining three hundred and sixty-four glass lights surrounded Jiang Lan, and as he walked, Jiang Lan found that one of the glass lights had divided into two, forming a trend of three hundred and sixty-five stars again.
Xin said: "Was Jing Yan originally practiced, or was it inspired by his own palm?" ”
Jiang Lan looked at the night glazed light floating around him with faint doubt, and the blue eyebrows and three eyes came over behind him.
"Engong Dae, these treasures will definitely return to Zhao when they go out." Qingmei Daoist arched his hand, and many Taoist priests behind him also followed the echo, and some people looked away and did not answer.
Jiang Lan nodded, but it didn't matter if these things were returned or not, as long as she wanted to take them back, she would take them back. To pay it back or not, she doesn't mind.
With the glass light scattered all around, Jiang Lan looked around.
The place where they were located was a stone pit that resembled a stone pit, surrounded by stone walls with intricate patterns carved into them, like spells used to seal them.
Jiang Lan didn't understand this very well.
"These are the secret techniques of one of the thirteen branches of yin and yang, specially used to suppress the powerful demons of the law seal."
"Monsters? Isn't it terrifying to have strong mana! Sanmu was a little worried, watching Jiang Lan's hand reach out to the lines engraved on the stone wall, and immediately pulled Jiang Lan's wide sleeves in fright, "Don't touch it!" ”
Jiang Lan, Qingmei Dao Chang and others all looked at Sanmu.
Sanmu immediately withdrew his hand, "Isn't that dangerous?" ”
Jiang Lan nodded, and then did not touch the wall in person, but scraped the wall with the scabbard in his hand.
Because they each had a lit glass light, many people did not gather behind Jiang Lanqingmei, but scattered behind them, each looking for an exit or mechanism.
Jiang Lan walked around in a half circle, carefully checking the spell marks on the wall, and then leaned against the wall with the scabbard of his sword, as if thinking.
"And then."
Jiang Lan gave an order, and Sanmu subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, only to see that the treasures with a ghostly light around the prince suddenly dispersed, and something flew out, and when he looked down, he saw that it was the cold sword that the prince was holding in his hand just now.
I saw Jiang Lan cross his hands, and two rune papers appeared on his hands, and the two rune papers burned in his fingertips, and his hands crossed in front of him.
"Shi~ Engong, what are you doing here?"
Sanmu held the sword in both hands and looked at Jiang Lan curiously.
"Find a life."
"Vitality! Good, good......"
With the night light from Jiang Lan beside Sanmu, it has returned to normal, and he can already communicate with Huang Shu normally.
"Hurry up, see more and learn more, the big guy is going to show his superb skills!"
"Got it, don't interrupt." Sanmu held the sword and stared intently, for fear of missing any details, and then saw that after the two yellow talismans that usually did not drum yellow talismans crossed the big guy's eyes, the big guy didn't move, just scanned the whole place.
"Finished?"
Jiang Lan nodded.
"Engong, what do you see?"
Qingmei Daoist is also curious, but not as anxious as Sanmu
"The mana on your body is not being lost in the outer circle, but there are less than forty percent left."
Qingmei Dao Chang really had big eyes, and he was so impressed that he threw himself to the ground, "Engong is really a mana, and he can't hide anything from Engong's eyes." ”
"Ahh No wonder I had so hard trying to dodge those three arrows just now, it turns out that this mana is sucking so fast! Thinking of Sanmu and indignant, he opened his mouth and began to scold the Qin Prison outside.
"Pay attention to your image, don't lose the face of the sect." Qingmei Dao Chang hurriedly went over and pulled the sleeves of Sanmu's clothes, and paid attention outside!
Sanmu smiled embarrassed, and when Qingmei left, he began to scold and scold again.
"The disciples are invisible." Qingmei apologized to Jiang Lan embarrassedly.
"Disciple?"
Seeing that Engong was interested, Qingmei hurriedly explained.
"It turned out to be on Zhongnan Mountain, and I have been looking up for a long time~", Jiang Lan also deliberately looked at Sanmu, and thought that he was defrauding the third uncle's money in the mansion, and he claimed to be a Taoist priest of Zhongnan Mountain, but now it is true.
Zhongnan Mountain was originally her family's ancestral land, her father was born to cultivate in Zhongnan Mountain, and later moved to the Divine Realm Wu Mountain for some reason, specifically because of something, Jiang Lan is not very clear.
However, her father had sent her to Zhongnan Mountain more than once to cultivate, it was a treasure land of excellent feng shui cultivation, and maybe he could really make a breakthrough in this god-level who was not moving at all and had a temper.
It didn't work out for many reasons, but finally went to the Void Land outside the Six Realms, where he broke the barrier of the Divine Monarch, but, for some reason, when he came out, he still returned to the Divine Level, and lost a certain memory.