The next thing to do is to portray it in more detail, this world is not a simple project. The tentacles on the coffin stick are relatively slender. It is actually very difficult to draw this kind of fragment on it.

In the beginning, I failed many times, and then I gradually found some rules.

Fragmented marks were gradually carved on the top of the tentacles.

Then I started experimenting, which was relatively boring, but it was a process that had to be experienced. You'll have to make sure that your field is safe when you cast it, otherwise if something goes wrong in battle, it will cause you immeasurable damage. This loss could even be your life!

Therefore, I don't dare to have any carelessness, and when I portray, I try my best to portray it to perfection.

Then, with the constant swing of those tentacles, the willow branches on the coffin stick were like snake scales, constantly arranged, and looked extremely perfect. And along with this regular arrangement, a strange field has also formed around my body, and different rules can be arranged into different fields. In this case, the rules I have mastered can keep me safe, but if an uninformed person steps into it, it can be said that it is a fatal thing to be unable to freely adapt and switch between good and bad.

"It's finally good!"

When I was done, I picked up my coffin stick with a hint of excitement in my eyes. To be honest, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly, but since I know the rules by heart, the process of carving the broken seal of this coffin stick is just a little more cumbersome, and it won't cause much danger. I let out a long sigh of relief, gently held the coffin stick in my hand, and then looked up.

At that moment I wanted to go back, to go back to the area around that plane tree.

For me, the sycamore tree is something left by my ancestors, and I don't want that sycamore tree to fall into the hands of others, especially if these people are people from heaven. This made me feel an inexplicable disgust in my heart.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I turned my attention to the magma pool.

The serpent had to go in and stay for a certain amount of time every day, long or short, and there was no big pattern. It just makes me feel unusually strange, could it be that there is something special down here?

If not, then that's why you have to go in for a while every day?

I was a little curious, then looked at the giant snake in front of me and pointed to the magma pool: "Can I go down?" ”

The serpent looked at me blankly, as if it was, not quite understanding what I meant. He shook his head slightly, his body slowly clinging to his surroundings, and his eyes blinked.

I sighed, but I also knew that the serpent didn't understand what I meant.

Because my current strength won't stay in this magma pool for too long. Being able to hold on for a quarter of an hour is already impressive. And this giant snake is full of stone scales, so it can move freely in this magma pool, and if I go down, I may not even be able to touch the bottom.

Although it is said that my physical body has reached the realm of Tianzun, in fact, in this world, there are many natural forces that Tianzun cannot compete with. You can withstand the heat of this volcano. But he couldn't move freely in this magma.

"Forget it, fight it!" My brow furrowed slightly, and it took a long time before I made up my mind.

It's already this time, I really don't need to hesitate here, if I can't do it, just come back quickly when I can't hold on! I have a hunch that at the bottom of this magma pool, there may be a big secret. And what exactly is this secret? I'm not too accurate now!

Thinking of this, I immediately did not hesitate.

A protective qi surged out of his body. Then he took a deep breath and jumped into the magma pool. The serpent didn't follow, as if taken aback by my actions, but it didn't say much.

I quickly dived in the magma. And the temperature around me was even higher than I expected, which means that I simply couldn't hold out in this place for a quarter of an hour!

I controlled my body and made myself as fast as possible, but it was no better than in the water, and if it was in the water, my speed would be slightly faster, but this magma pool was full of rolling magma, and it was so viscous that it was so thick that it was not easy to stretch your body in it!

Just when I was on the verge of despair, I suddenly felt as if one of my hands was sticking out of the lava.

My heart rejoiced, and then my body fell rapidly.

Finally, I came directly to a clearing, which looked like a space had been carved out, and it was carved out by someone, and it was very hidden, if it wasn't for breaking into here, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to find this space at all.

It's just that this space is relatively empty, and there is nothing around. It's just that there are some broken sycamore branches in the corner, which seem to be the resting place of the giant snake, but these sycamore branches have withered and have lost half of their functions, maybe they can be used to make magic weapons, but in fact, for me, there is no need. Because these sycamore branches are relatively small, even if they are made into magic weapons, they can't play a big role.

I sighed, disappointed, and was about to leave, but I felt something different under the broken sycamore branches. And the surrounding rocks seem to be somewhat different.

I walked slowly, step by step near the nest made of the sycamore branches.

Move the nest away little by little.

The scene that appeared in front of me made me feel a sense of horror, what appeared there was not something else, but a huge millstone, which looked simple and immaculate, as if it had existed between heaven and earth since ancient times. It didn't emit much of a different aura, but I could feel a strange aura hidden in the millstone!

"This thing!"

I froze there, and it took a long time before I let out a long breath.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that the Ancestor might have deliberately put this grinding disc in this place. My brow furrowed slightly, and I kept piecing together all kinds of fragments in my mind. Why was such an important thing buried at the feet of this ancient sect?

and not among their own mausoleums.

Compared to this place, the mausoleum of the ancestor does not seem to have anything worth looting.

Whether it is the Dao Tree of the Ancestor or the collection of grinding discs, they all appear in this place. Or did the ancestor choose to build a mausoleum in this place at the beginning? My brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, I shook my head slightly, feeling that this possibility was not very large, because the original ancestor went straight to the West Desert!

At that time, the ancestor was not dead, and there was every chance to return here and take these things away.

At this time, a very bold idea gradually took shape in my head. That's all this in front of him, which the ancestor has already talked about, and the reason why he left these things here is just to leave these things to me!

The thought of this made me shudder.

Because I have some difficulty imagining how a person can see through his own life and death, and can also see through what happens thousands of years after his death. This is no longer a deduction, I tried to calm down as much as possible, and then slowly moved the millstone to the center of the whole space.

Looking at the grinding plate, after taking a deep breath, I gradually sat down!