Chapter 211: A copy of the mosaic

Like an eagle pounces on a rabbit, it swoops down quickly.

The man in black was surrounded by spiritual power, and the spiritual power was pulled out of an afterimage under the high-speed direct attack, like a comet.

"Huh~"

The man in black crossed the river of blood directly, without pausing at all, and landed firmly on the opposite side.

"Huh, it seems easy?" Seeing this scene, there was a trace of doubt on everyone's faces.

Everyone is a cultivator, and their eyes are still very good, and when the man in black crossed the river of blood, he was not affected in the slightest, and the whole person did not even pause.

This proves that the River of Blood did not have any obstructive effect on the man in black.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the projection saw that the man in black had crossed the river of blood without any hindrance, and immediately turned his head and shouted excitedly at Chu Huaixiang: "Young master, you can go over!"

Chu Huaixiang in the distance had already seen it, nodded and walked towards this side.

When the middle-aged man saw Chu Huaixiang coming over, he immediately turned around and jumped towards the opposite blood river, intending to go over to meet Chu Huaixiang first.

"Brush~"

He didn't rise dozens of meters high, but just urged his spiritual power to protect his body and jump over at an accelerated pace.

As soon as he started, the middle-aged man felt a huge suction force coming from under him, trying to pull him down.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and hurriedly urged the spiritual power of his whole body, wanting to ascend.

But the suction of the blood river is very strong, and the more the middle-aged man breaks free, the greater the suction will be.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person fell towards the river of blood!

"Young master, save me!" The middle-aged man saw that he was about to fall in, and finally panicked and shouted for help.

"Whoosh~"

A filament flew in the air and wrapped him in a circle on the middle-aged man's body, and then the middle-aged man felt another huge force directly pull him up.

"Bang~"

The middle-aged man was thrown to the ground.

"Whew!" The middle-aged man sitting on the ground was sweating profusely, looking at the river of blood in front of him, and his heart palpitated.

"Strange, why is the other one fine, but this one almost sucked in?" This scene made the cultivators outside the bookstore wonder.

"Could it be because you didn't fly high enough?" someone asked.

"Not really, right?" someone shook their heads.

If you can avoid the suction of the blood river by flying high, then the Luo River will not become one of the nine relics left over from ancient times, and it is also the most mysterious kind, although this blood river is not as powerful as the Luo River, but it is essentially the same.

At this time, Chu Huaixiang had already come to the bank of the Blood River, looked at the Blood River with a puzzled face, and asked, "What's going on?"

The black-clothed man on the other side bowed his head and replied, "This blood river should have certain requirements for the cultivation of cultivators, and the cultivation below the spirit venerable will be affected. ”

When Chu Huaixiang heard this, his face was pale, and his cultivation had not reached the realm of Lingzun.

"Young master, my subordinates will take you over. The man in black who was still here stepped forward and whispered.

Chu Huaixiang nodded.

'Whoosh~'

The man in black tied Chu Huaixiang with a white filament, and then flew up with Chu Huaixiang and crossed the blood river directly in the same way.

During the process, Chu Huaixiang really felt the huge suction force of the Blood River, but because of the help of the man in black, he just paused in the air and crossed safely.

Crossing the river of blood, the four of them walked towards the middle of the tomb.

Soon came to the center of the Nine Palaces, the main tomb where the overlord of Chu was buried.

The stone door was open, and the four of them lined up and walked straight in.

Then they came across many forks in the road.

"Young Master, what now?" the four of them stood at the fork in the road, and the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

In the tomb, there is usually only one of these forks that leads to the final tomb, and the other two not only cannot reach the final tomb, but also has great dangers to hide inside.

Chu Huaixiang stood at the fork in the road, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "Why do you feel that this fork in the road is a little familiar?"

"Familiar?" The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, looked at Chu Huaixiang, and then at the fork in the road, not quite understanding why Chu Huaixiang was familiar with the fork in the tomb.

"I remembered!" Suddenly, Chu Huaixiang clapped his hands and suddenly said, "This is the Hidden Dragon Formation!"

'Hidden Dragon Formation?' The cultivators inside and outside the bookstore whispered Chu Huaixiang's words, their faces puzzled.

"Why haven't you heard of this formation?" said a cultivator.

"I've been studying formations for forty years, and I haven't heard of it. A cultivator who studied the formation also shook his head and said.

"It may be a rather strange formation!" someone said.

At this time, Chu Huaixiang in the projection spoke.

"This is a formation that must be set up in the tombs of the kings of the Chu Kingdom, how can it appear here?" The puzzled look on Chu Huaixiang's face became more and more serious, this tomb brought him too many familiar feelings.

When it came to the royal family of Chu State, the three people on the side didn't dare to answer, and stood there one by one with low eyebrows, waiting for Chu Huaixiang's instructions.

"Come with me. Chu Huaixiang hesitated for a while and walked into a fork in the road.

The trio followed.

And at this time, an accident appeared, from the perspective of the cultivators inside and outside the bookstore, a white smear appeared on the projection, which just covered the range of the fork in the road that Chu Huaixiang and the four of them chose; everyone could only see that they were constantly advancing, but they couldn't see which fork they chose.

"What is this?" asked a cultivator.

"Who knows! Nervous, right? Lao Tzu had just taken out a pen and paper to draw their walking route, when suddenly it turned into a white flower, and Lao Tzu was angry. A practitioner with a pen and paper was so angry that he twisted the pen and paper to pieces.

"Alas, it seems that the desire to pick up the wisdom of the predecessors has been frustrated. Another cultivator sighed and said.

Everyone is not stupid, when Chu Huaixiang encountered a fork in the road and said the name of the formation, everyone guessed that this should be the second level in the dungeon; seeing Chu Huaixiang cracking the formation, everyone naturally subconsciously wanted to draw the path of cracking the formation, so that the next time they went in, they would be able to pass this level easily with the path drawn.

But now, the projection is white, and the hope of drawing a path to crack the formation has been completely disappointed.

Even Ma Feifei couldn't help but snicker when he saw this scene, thinking that the system's approach was too much of a chicken thief, and he actually put a mosaic on the projection, which he knew was in the next copy, and he didn't know that he thought that something inappropriate for children was being staged inside.

"The system gives you a thumbs up. ”

This method is very beneficial to Ma Feifei, because if everyone knows the path to clear the second level, then wouldn't the copy of the customs clearance manual in his hand be useless?

Therefore, the system is marked with mosaics, which greatly protects Ma Feifei's interests.