It is worthy of the treasure weapon treasured by the owner of the ancient altar, and it is really effective, and after a while, the black stone door was cut out of mottled deep scratches.

"Come again!"

Qingluan turned around, held the Peacock Feather in his right hand, injected powerful soul power, and once again fanned out a storm of feathered blades.

This time.

Feather blades and wind blades are more dense, and it's not an exaggeration to call them storms.

Even Yun Chengcheng couldn't help but take two steps back and block it with his arm, so as not to be affected by the power of the Peacock Feather.

"Beep--"

The Black Stone Gate did not escape the doom of shattering this time, and was destroyed by the Feather Blade Storm, cutting into countless small black stones, and the door opened open.

"Haha, it's done!"

Qingluan was very happy, and turned his head to Yun Chengcheng to ask for credit, "Sister Chengcheng, people want to praise." ”

Yun Chengcheng couldn't help it, stretched out a hand, rubbed the little guy's fluffy little head, and said, "Okay, good, I'll give you a compliment, my family A-Qing is the most powerful." ”

Qingluan's tail was cocked happily, if it was in the shape of a bird at this time, she would definitely be able to sing a song and sing her for three days and three nights.

Stepping on the gravel on the ground, the two entered the black stone gate.

The room is not big.

It can even be said that it is a generation younger than the previous cubicles where the refining furnace was placed.

In the center of the room, there is a tree.

The old tree had withered, leaving only an empty shell, and its grayish-white branches stretched out long, like claws.

"The linden tree."

Cloud Fall City recognized.

She was a little surprised, the Bodhi tree, is a very holy ancient tree, legend has the effect of dispelling disasters and warding off evil spirits. Moreover, the ancient Bodhi tree that is more than 1,000 years old also has a special role - to keep the corpse from decaying for thousands of years.

Therefore, all along, there have been high-ranking officials and nobles who have spent thousands of dollars frantically looking for thousand-year-old Bodhi ancient trees to make coffins for themselves.

People will have a kind of immortality plot.

Even if you can't live forever, you want your body to be preserved as it was when you were alive, and maybe you will wake up again one day.

And at this moment, under this ancient Bodhi tree, Yun Chengcheng saw a pair of well-preserved hands.

- A man's hand.

It's beautiful!

Fair-skinned and slender!

The nails are neatly trimmed, and the contours of the hands are so beautiful that they are the work of the Creator.

Yun Chengcheng stared at those hands, and he didn't know why, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity appeared in his heart: "These hands...... Looks like I've seen it somewhere. ”

Qingluan blinked: "Probably the hands of the altar owner, you see, there are spell marks engraved on the arms." ”

The spell mark is an extremely old spell.

Yun Chengcheng immediately recognized it, isn't this the kind of lost ancient spell mark that Master Beauty had taught her, that kind of lost ancient curse mark that no longer exists on the continent now.

She immediately became excited and muttered, "Could it be that the old owner of this ancient altar has anything to do with Master Beauty?" ”

Wait a minute...... Master Beauty!

That's right!

She said how do she feel that these hands are so familiar, but they are not so similar to the hand in the dream, where the beauty master is often in front of her, holding a teacup and sipping tea!

Yun Chengcheng suddenly didn't dare to think deeply.

Why did a pair of hands so similar to Master Beauty appear in the depths of the Purple Gold Palace of the Ancient Altar? Is this part of the body of the owner of the ancient altar tomb, or is it the beauty master's ......

Stop, stop!!

Cloud Allure shook his head vigorously,