In the wide hall, Xiang Yan woke up leisurely, under the linen shirt that did not cover his body, his torso was very lean, like a strip of air-dried meat, as if he had been attacked by the dry wind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the complexion is no longer hungry yellow, and the body is full of healthy and ruddy color, which is the rebirth brought about by the gods.

At this time, his eyes were red, staring at the crack in the ground, as if he hadn't reacted yet, his expressionless face was a little struggling, and he got up and wanted to leave, but his body was unstable, and his steps were chaotic and staggering.

At the center of the eyebrows, there is a mark flickering, emitting a brilliant light, it is an ancient and complicated rune, like a star divine fire burning, with the potential to burn the prairie fire.

On the ground, a wave of warmth swept out, and the imprint of the eyebrows emitted from the glow of the radiance wandered in the muscles and bones, squirming the flesh, and the feeling of warmth and comfort slowly emanated, making the pores of the whole body erupt and relax, and the whole body was extremely comfortable.

Amazingly, the old flesh and blood of the whole body were burned, and the new flesh and blood were rapidly growing, and the whole body continued to undergo an incredible transformation.

Just like the phoenix nirvana, decay and incompleteness are annihilated in the fire spirit, and vitality and truth are born in the fire.

He felt that his body was very different from before, still skinny, but full of strength, containing an extremely majestic vitality.

With a gentle wave of his arms, the tiger is like a fine iron. And there is no longer pain on the back, and the scars from the whip seem to have healed completely.

"If you succeed, you will trace the road for three thousand, and if you fail, you will be dusty for a hundred years!"

Xiang Yan muttered this sentence silently, thinking back to the previous bits and pieces, and seemed to understand the meaning.

The Three Thousand Great Roads begin with a single step, and it is difficult to achieve without going through a hundred tribulations, surviving the double torture of scorching flame and strange gods, not only to be born, but also to get supreme benefits.

Otherwise, it will be the same as those corpses and bones, just red mortals who enjoy a hundred years of long years.

"The past is unbearable, since God has allowed me to be reborn, I will live up to this good intention!"

With new hope, Xiang Yan's eyes were bright and clear, with a faint halo of light circulating, clear as a heavenly lake, and deep as a misty starry sky.

After only a slight observation, I found that my five senses and six senses were much better than usual, and I heard the sounds that ordinary people could not recognize, and I saw the realm that ordinary people could not reach.

Take a deep breath and see the sea bright and clear.

The imprint on the center of the eyebrows flashed, and suddenly, nine turns and thousands of times, like a spider's web, the crisscrossed corridors, including the mines of different depths, were all clearly reflected in my mind.

But there was still some disappointment in my heart.

Although his physique has changed dramatically, he has not been able to open up the sea of blood and break into the martial arts in one fell swoop, and he is still in the foundation building stage before the martial arts practice.

And the guards have all cultivated to the essence element, so he still has to be careful, otherwise it will be difficult to escape from the ancient mine.

However, having an adventure is already a great creation, and Xiang Yan is not greedy and expects more luxury.

In addition to the legends of the primordial ancient beings, he has also heard many stories of carp jumping over the dragon gate, mortals have adventures and transcendence, and finally rise to achieve eternity, there are countless such examples.

In the world, there are other legends, about the secret ancient inheritance, the mysterious sect that did not come to life, they secretly selected the heirs in an extremely special way, and selected the disciples.

The choice of these sect inheritance is often unexpected, they are all very inconspicuous teenagers, but in the end they amaze the world, provoke the pillars of the sect, continue the incense, and then pass on the purpose and doctrine to the next generation.

"Is this how it should be, or is it God's sarcasm for me?"

Xiang Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was born with the qualifications of a saint, and he disdained those rootless and unfounded circulation, who would have thought that the white horse had passed through the gap, and the world was full of things, but he couldn't imagine that after the light faded, he was reborn with the so-called circulation.

Sighing and sighing, Xiang Yan retracted his thoughts, looked back at the glow and cracked dimly, and couldn't help but wonder, "Yongdao Maze, who built the ancient hall, and when was it built?"

Who is the owner of that cluster of soul fire? What is so strange about this broken sword? What is under the crack?

Despite the eagerness to unravel the mystery, the truth is still unknown, and there is no way to pursue it for a while.

Moreover, this strange hall was sealed behind the Yongdao Ancient Array, if it was intentional by the Lord of the Ancient Palace, then it would definitely not be able to see the world.

Perhaps, as it is rumored, this was once the dojo of an ancient lineage or a mysterious sect, and its decline is not obvious to the world, but it has been looking for a successor.

It's just that the hall is wide, except for the ground crack and the broken sword, but there is nothing, and it even makes people feel strange, as if the entire ancient hall itself is a tool for the sacrifice of powerful people.

The more I guessed, the more incredible I felt.

Outside the ground crack, those stone walls that used to cry blood like waterfalls deeply attracted Xiang Yan's attention.

At this time, the blood red on the stone wall had long since faded, but it did not return to its original dark color, but emitted a faint cyan cold light.

"Click......"

Xiang Yan stretched out his hand to touch it, and the cold stone wall cracked like an eggshell, and a thin and brittle black stone skin instantly fell off, and the rich metal smell spread through the stone wall.

"Is this bronze?"

The cold metallic luster pierced the sky, and the scene was amazing, just a small area, and the diffuse blue light reflected the entire hall in a green and cool light.

However, what happened after that was even more alarming, causing his pupils to constrict and his body stiffen.

The black stone skins that had not yet fallen off began to annihilate on their own, dissipating like clouds of smoke, and cold blue light diffused in all directions.

"Bronze Ancient Palace!"

Xiang Yan exclaimed, and was shocked to find that the entire hall was made of bronze, buried in a huge ancient mine, hidden behind the ancient array.

The bronze walls are covered with ancient carvings, all of which are simply outlined one stroke at a time, and are not complicated.

But I can really feel that these carvings are full of the most true and pure moral atmosphere, and there is a mysterious power flowing faintly.

Xiang Yan watched intently, the imprint on the center of his eyebrows was bright and bright, and the halo was reflected on the bronze engraving, reflecting each other, stimulating a faint rhyme, which was amazing.

However, just by concentrating and sweeping his eyes twice, Xiang Yan suddenly felt dizzy and unstable, as if his mind was about to fall into it, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Although he was very embarrassed, at the moment when his mind touched the bronze carving, Xiang Yan felt a desolate atmosphere, as if he had come across the long river of time, both intimate and soft, but it was too strong, and with his level of strength, he could not touch it.

"It's because my cultivation is not enough, and the realm is too low!"

He hung his head and gasped, not daring to look at the walls of the ancient hall anymore, and secretly made up his mind, "Since it is a new life after the catastrophe, let go of all the baggage, forget the past, and start from the beginning." ”

At this point, although what he knew and saw was only the tip of the iceberg, no matter how calm he was, he didn't dare to deny that this ancient palace was not small, and it might be a peerless treasure.

It's a pity that there are too many capable people in the world, since Xiang Yan can discover this place, then the ancient palace will appear sooner or later, even if there is a Yongdao maze to guard, it is difficult to guarantee that the maze will not be cracked.

Once the news leaks, countless wealthy and powerful families will flock to it and fight for the ancient palace and bloody conquest, and the bronze ancient hall will no longer belong to him at that time.

Getting a new life from the ancient hall, Xiang Yan faintly regarded the bronze ancient hall as his own, so he suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and he wanted to become strong as soon as possible.

And right now, without food, he can't live here for a long time, and only by escaping from the ancient mine and finding a safe place can he start the path of martial arts.

However, the strength of the Blood Tiger Guard is not bad, and the blood essence has already been condensed in the body, opening up the sea of blood, and some commander-level people have cultivated to a higher level, and they have already broken through the essence and can derive the Xuanfa attack, which is extremely fierce.

Although Xiang Yan was reborn and his physical strength was amazing, his cultivation had not improved, and it was so difficult to escape.

He picked up the swarthy remnant sword and quietly pondered what to do.

......

Time passed, it was the middle of the night, and the ancient mine was crowded, and the miners walked out of the mine one after another, ending the day's hard labor.

"It's been two hours since the last cheap slaves came out, why hasn't this guy come out yet?" a middle-aged Blood Tiger guard was unhappy, pacing back and forth outside the mine.

"The other brothers have gone drinking, and you and I are blowing the cold wind here!" said the other guard, who was relatively young, but with a long scar on his face, he looked hideous.

Tonight, they are on duty, responsible for returning the miners.

"When this cheap slave comes out, if he doesn't crack his skin, it's hard to solve my depression!"

"It's been so long, and eighty percent of them are dead inside. The middle-aged Blood Tiger guard guessed to himself, "This kid has also eaten several meals of rotten food, and everyone else is dead, so he is still alive, and it is estimated that today is over......"

The Scarface guard was stunned when he heard this, "I'm dead inside, do you want to go in and take a look?"

"No special protective armor, only wearing scale armor to break in, the damage to the flesh is too great......" The middle-aged guard obviously hesitated, his face became even more ugly, "The mine will focus on cleaning up the corpse every month, and wait for another hour or two, and when we are sure that he is really dead inside, we can make a difference." ”

"It's not a way to wait like this, I still want to fucking join in the fun!"

The young scar-faced martial artist was anxious, he didn't want to wait dryly any longer, his brows furrowed, and he said, "I'll go and see, it won't take long for this one to enter and one out, even if it is attacked by the flame poison, you can exhaust your luck after a day or two of rest!"

The middle-aged guard squinted, and then advised, "If that kid isn't dead, it doesn't matter if you get angry, just make a little bit of a move, don't kill ...... again."

"I know in my heart, this month is too heavy, I have already killed several people, and if I kill this kid by mistake, the supervisor will not let us go, isn't this asking for trouble?"

Scarface grinned, and then swept towards the depths of the mine.