The third floor is special.

Su Qi discovered this when he broke the formation and walked up the stairs.

The first and second floors are made of some unknown mahogany, and the surface is covered with finger-sized circles that look quaint, while the third floor is more like a kind of animal bone, with palm-sized pieces of bone forming the walls, floors, and roofs, the color is pale gray and jade white, and the surface is extremely smooth with a soft glow.

It seems to condense the power of time here, after stepping into the third floor, Su Qi clearly felt that his connection with the outside world was cut off by something, although it was not completely blocked, but his divine sense could only probe a few zhang of the Alien Beast Pavilion, and the time here seemed to pass extremely slowly, giving Su Qi an illusion that he could stay here until the earth was desolate.

This small room is actually very dim, there are no windows, there are no candles, only the bone fragments around it are not bright and clear light, there are no bookshelves in the room, nor any tables and chairs, only Su Qi is directly opposite, there is a calf-high stone platform against the wall, and the whole room looks empty.

Su Xuan shook his head vigorously, expelling the trance, he had already sensed that this was the power contained in that bone fragment, but it was not deliberate by the builder, it was more like the innate ability of the bone fragment.

He scanned his surroundings cautiously.

There are no formations to defend against enemies, and there are no mechanisms.

But there is a strong aura hidden on that stone platform.

Su Qi walked over slowly.

It is said to be a stone platform, but in fact it is more like a large candlestick, the thin stone pillar is supported by a small jade foil, carved with a shallow dragon and phoenix, the stone pillar is topped by a large square platform, the inside is sleek and recessed, and in the middle there is a gray thing, which is dotted with purple, gold, and red lines.

Su Qi frowned.

This thing doesn't look like a slate.

There are small pieces of things in the corners, like stones, but they are disconnected from each other, and they look very much like the skin of the wall that has been pulled off from some wall, and the three-color lines on it are also scattered, with heads and tails, and it is impossible to see what you want to paint.

As for that strong aura, it actually emanated from the base of the stone platform.

The stone platform was inlaid on the floor, half sunk in the bone fragments, and the exposed half was engraved with very small formations, Su Qi looked at it twice and understood, the stone platform was engraved with a defensive formation.

Its attack power is not strong, but it is imprinted with the divine consciousness of a certain monk, and if someone wants to forcibly take something from the stone platform, this formation will be quickly activated, and the monk will know it immediately.

But for a formation master, Su Qi had several means to quietly break the formation and take away the contents without knowing it.

Not necessarily, though.

Although Su Qi unceremoniously took away the classics on the first two floors, this was because he knew very well that although there were a lot of those classics, the value was not high, but this thing that looked like a wall skin was different, it looked unique, maybe not so valuable, but maybe it was important to the barbarians.

Su Qi hesitated, in fact, he was very curious about what was written on the wall, there were only three-color lines on his face, and there was not a single word or recognizable mark.

Maybe the words are on the other side.

Su Qi's heart itched, he turned his head and glanced at the stairs, the strange beast pavilion was silent, I don't know if there are few people here on weekdays, or if there is something special today, but this kind of tranquility is indeed a good time to do bad things.

He stared down at the wall and licked the corners of his mouth.

Finally sighed.

I couldn't resist the desire to peek.

He squatted down, took out the spirit pen, and began to carefully crack the formation, he didn't plan to take this piece of wall skin with him, he just wanted to see what was recorded on it.

The formation is not difficult, in the illusion of Emperor Yun, Su Qi has experienced the life of a formation master several times, where he has accumulated rich experience, for this kind of formation, Su Qi can be regarded as a handy.

With the aura flickering violently several times, the formations on the base of the stone platform were extinguished one after another, and around the base, more than a dozen formations drawn by Su Qi were connected to the base, and they repelled the formations on the base, flashing with powerful aura, annihilating the aura of the base formation, making it completely useless.

Su Qi reached out and touched the wall.

Surprisingly warm and hard.

In this way, Su Qi was not afraid that it would shatter suddenly, he gently picked up the wall skin and carefully turned it around.

The back turned out to be empty, and the off-white surface was smooth.

Su Qi was stunned, flipped the wall skin over again, and stared at the three-color lines on it.

After thinking for a while, Su Qi pressed a finger on it and carefully injected the aura.

The three-color pattern instantly lit up, projecting a graceful light, intertwining into a wall-like wall of light in the air, on which a three-color pattern gradually emerged.

The lines stretched rapidly, and soon a complete mural was formed.

Su Qi took a step back, his expression solemn.

In front of him was a butterfly.

"There are Burial Butterflies here, too?" Su Qi swallowed, looked down at the wall skin on the stone platform, and muttered to himself, "This can't be something from some Burial Butterfly Temple, right?"

A fresh breeze blows.

Su Qi raised his head suddenly, and found that the butterfly in the mural seemed to come to life, its wings flapped gently, and the cool wind blew through the room, down the stairs.

"How is that possible?"

Su Qi was shocked, this glorious butterfly had the ability to interfere with reality?

"Interesting, it's a spirit thing. ”

An emotionless female voice rose in Su Qi's heart.

Su Qi's face was pale, and he felt a strong coldness in this sentence.

"Who are you?" Su Qi glanced around, there was no one around, and there was no powerful aura hidden, and the voice seemed to sound from the bottom of his heart.

"Forgot me? Yes, you were no different from dreaming at the time. The woman's voice had been calm, undulating, as if nothing in the world could arouse her interest," beneath the ice field, in the temple. ”

Su Qi was stunned.

A chill welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he was silent for a long time, and asked tentatively, "Funeral butterfly?"

The woman's voice finally changed, and she said with some hatred and disgust, "I am a butterfly girl, not a butterfly of the burial world. ”

"Butterfly Girl?" Su Qi felt his hands freeze, he remembered the girl who was small in stature but exuded an intoxicating aura, "You, how can you be a butterfly girl? We are obviously ...... in front of the boundary gate"

"I'm not her. The woman interrupted Su Qi's words, "Who told you that there can only be one butterfly girl? Haven't you also seen my statue? What is the resemblance between me and the butterfly girl you said?"