Monk?

"Is there anyone up ahead?"

"Someone, it's a monk."

Wang Qian slowly approached and found that the monk was sitting cross-legged, his expression solemn, and he had lost his breath.

Looking at his square face and thick eyebrows, his body skeleton is very large, quite strong, I don't know when he died, his face is still the same as before his death, he can be regarded as walking peacefully, and there is no painful look.

"Monk?"

Zhao Zhihe came to the monk's body, reached out and touched his head, and pinched his arm.

"Zen Master of Empty Liberation!"

"Kong Jie, didn't you say that he fell off the cliff, could it be that he made a mistake?"

"Can't be wrong, I once learned to touch the bone with one hand, and I am very familiar with his bone physiognomy."

"I did see him fall off the cliff with my own eyes, I don't know why he is here!" Zhao Zhihe was also very surprised. "He's sitting down!"

"Sitting?"

Wang Qian glanced up, and the stone tablet in front of him was an ancient character.

This time, he was wise and wise, and he didn't rush to take a closer look.

After glancing up, he immediately looked away, recalling the word in his mind.

repeated several times, until he felt a thick and majestic artistic conception coming from the surface, straight into the depths of his soul, which made him feel irresistible.

He got up directly, kicking, kicking, and kicking back a few steps before he stabilized his figure.

In the sea of knowledge, the "Book of Heaven" turned a page, and a word appeared on it

"Ground"!

The word "earth" in the yellow of heaven and earth.

"It turned out to be this word, no wonder there is such a thick and majestic feeling!"

"How are you?"

Zhao Zhihe seemed to have noticed the abnormality, came to Wang Gan's side, and stretched out his hand to support him.

"It's fine."

Wang Qian, who had stabilized his figure, raised his hand quietly, and the mana emanating from his body repelled all the things that were close to him.

In fact, his current situation is not particularly good, and his mind is a little dizzy, and when he restrained himself from thinking about that word, this negative influence faded.

Whew, he let out a long sigh of relief.

On the mountain road behind them, a team of people led by Ji Wushuang had already stepped on the mountain road and walked towards the mountain.

"What's that? A stone monument? ”

A stone tablet lay across their path, and a word was faintly visible on it.

"It's Xianwen, don't read it!" Ji Wushuang, who was walking in front, took a look and immediately noticed the abnormality.

"Xianwen?" Everyone was stunned.

His team listened to him and didn't look at the stele.

But the middle-aged man in coarse cloth clothes who came with them couldn't help but be curious, and when he glanced at it, it didn't matter, and his eyes were immediately attracted by that word, as if he had discovered a peerless treasure.

"Isn't this the divine text that the clan speaks of? I learned that I can have the power to call the wind and rain, and there is also the way of immortality hidden in it. ”

In his eyes, the words on the stele seemed to come to life, floated out of the stele, turned into a turbid river, surging towards him, and engulfed him in an instant.

With a thud, he fell to the ground with his head on his back.

"Not good, Mr. Bai!"

Ji Wushuang hurriedly came to his side and stretched out his hand to try, only to feel that his breath was disordered, turbid all over his body, and his face had become dark.

He hurriedly recited the incantation,

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body. The soul of the disciple is the five internal organs. The green dragon and the white tiger, the team battles. Suzaku Xuanwu, guard me really. Haste as a law. ”

A flash of light flew out of his fingertips and landed on the man who had fallen to the ground, and his body trembled like electricity, and then stopped moving.

Ji Wushuang recited it three times in a row, but there was no effect; Another spell was changed, and it was still the same, and the man who fell to the ground did not wake up.

"Captain?"

"He has been eroded by the immortal text, affecting the soul, whether he can think about it depends on himself."

Ji Wushuang shook his head, took out a talisman, stuck it on his body, and then continued to walk with his companions.

It wasn't long before they came to the open space where the four pillars were standing, and saw the three-headed and six-armed strange man, who had opened his eyes.

"Three heads and six arms, isn't it?"

After seeing the strange man, several people were stunned.

"There is such a powerful momentum, is this a human immortal, what are you kidding?!"

"Trapped Immortal Lock!" Ji Wushuang shouted without hesitation.

The man with the bun hurriedly took out a magic weapon, recited a spell, and threw it at the man with three heads and six arms.

The magic weapon trickled in mid-air, then turned into a chain that wrapped around his six arms, then bound his body.

"Let's go!"

A few people hurried through the clearing,

Unexpectedly, one of the heads of the three-headed and six-armed man opened his mouth, and dark red flames came out of his mouth, and a long river of flames rushed towards everyone.

manage

The stocky man pushed his hands sideways, and a pair of large glittering handprints shone golden in the air, as if two panels were blocking the raging flames.

"I'll stop him, you guys go quickly!"

"Let's go!"

Ji Wushuang led everyone up the mountain.

On the mountain, Wang Gan and Zhao Zhihe have come to the outside of a cave, the entrance of the cave is six meters high, three meters wide, and there is a stone tablet on the side, on which are written two ancient characters, this time, Wang Qian just glanced at it, did not look closely.

The stone tablets encountered in front of each other are more powerful than the other, and this side is very likely to be more powerful than the previous ones.

"Let's go into the cave and have a look."

The two of them entered the cave, and as soon as they entered the cave, they heard the sound of gurgling water after walking a few steps, and their eyes suddenly opened up and were empty.

It was a huge cave, and it seemed that the whole mountain was empty, and the walls of the cave were inlaid with orbs, which emitted a soft light and illuminated the whole cave very brightly.

As far as the eye can see, the most striking thing is the giant tree in the middle.

The trunk of the tree was thick, thicker than a house, and the trunk was straight, reaching into the sky, and the height was already more than 100 meters.

Standing in the cave and looking up, you can't see the whole picture of this big tree.

Wang Qian looked at it with the method of looking at qi, and saw the incomparably rich vitality on the body of this big tree, and the incomparably rich aura that filled this cave was probably related to it.

"This is not the innate wood I am looking for!"

He immediately realized that this was probably what he was looking for.

Beneath the giant tree is a jade platform with two futons on it. Under the jade platform, there are two rows of seats, each with a dozen in each row.

Look, there are people who preached here.

"What's in the hole?" Zhao Zhihe's rare tone on the side trembled a little.

"A big tree, a big tree. There is a jade platform and a seat below, and it seems that someone has preached here. Wang Qiandao.

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"Is it the cave where the immortals practice and preach, and where did they go?"

The two of them walked up the stairs to the platform where the two rows of seats were arranged. The bluestone under his feet is very smooth, and the bluestone is carved with a moire charm.

Wang Qian walked slowly and watched.

Juling,

soothe the nerves

Ward off evil

……

"What a rich aura!" Zhao Zhihe couldn't help but sigh.

His eyes are invisible, but his perception is more sensitive than usual. Moreover, the practitioner himself is particularly sensitive to the perception of aura.

"This is the blessed land that countless cultivators have dreamed of!"

Passing through the bluestone ground, another flight of stairs, the two of them came to the steps made of jade.

Not far ahead is the giant tree.

When I got closer, I felt that the tree was so huge, and standing under the giant tree, I felt like an ant standing in front of a person.

Here, Wang Gan's divine consciousness was compressed into a very narrow range, but only five or six meters away.

The tree gave him a very strong sense of oppression.