[There are three layers of seals here, and I use my Vision to summon rootless water to gather here, this is one layer. 】

[The four-sided seal isolates the inside and outside, and this is the second layer. 】

[Jiuqu Water Prisoner Suppresses Evil, this is a three-layered area. 】

[The demon trapped here is extremely dangerous. 】

[If you are not sure, do not move!] 】

But if there is a way to win, go in. 】

Jiang Bai's gaze looked down the text and landed on the last two lines.

[Please be sure to kill that monster!] 】

[Fang Yuan's masterpiece! 】

These two lines of words are extremely heavy, as if through the paper, I feel the determination of the person who wrote it, and the deep, unrelieved wish.

There's not much on paper, it's just a warning.

The eyes of the three fell on the last line of payment.

Absolutely unauthored?

This person named Fang Yuan is probably already dead here.

"Do you have any impressions of the name?"

Hu Tao and Chongyun both shook their heads, they had never heard the name.

Hu Tao's gaze fell on the book Jiang Bai was holding, and he looked at the title of the book with a surprised look.

"Guhua Sword Technique!"

This paper is sandwiched in the title page of this Guhua Sword Technique, and this person named Fang Yuan may not be able to get rid of the Guhua Sword Sect.

"I'll contact a Xingqiu and ask him to go back to the Guhua Sword Sect to find out if I can find information about this name."

Xingqiu soon received a message from Hu Tao.

He felt a little familiar with the name Fang Yuan, but he couldn't remember anything.

The Kohwa School was not built in the bustling Liyue Harbor, but in the mountains far away from the crowds.

It is definitely unrealistic to go to the Guhua faction to find information now, even if it is a flying pigeon to send a message, it will take a day to receive the news.

After doing this, he did not sit idle, and ordered his men to go out and inquire.

After passing the news, Hu Tao looked at the two and asked for their opinions.

"Now are we going to wait for news from Xingqiu, or are we going to keep going inside?"

I'm afraid that the evil seal in this is not trivial. With the warnings of their predecessors, they still have to be fully prepared.

"I can do it, what about you?"

Jiang Bai is not good at punishing evil spirits, but he is good at killing enemies.

As long as that evil has a substance, he is not afraid.

"I've been practicing for so many years just so that I can have a way to deal with the demons that the pure yang body can't deal with. I want to go in. ”

He carries all the items and equipment to ward off evil spirits, and he is in good shape now.

There is no need to wait any longer.

"Alright, let's go inside."

Hu Tao nodded, and the three of them continued to go deeper.

It didn't take long for Jiang Bai to see a broken sword.

The broken sword rested on a stone platform, and it looked unremarkable.

But in the ruins, where there was nothing but stones, the broken sword was unusually conspicuous.

"How can there be a sword? Or is it broken? ”

"It should be something left by that senior."

Jiang Bai's gaze fell on the sword, the body of the broken sword had broken by three-quarters, and in this humid environment, it had become rusty, and there was no longer any luster that it once had.

The sword spike hanging from the hilt of the sword could no longer see its original color, as if it had been blackened by pitch-black blood, and there was no trace of softness.

Jiang Bai reached out and picked up the broken sword and touched the sword spike.

Some images came to his mind.

[The sudden dark calamity ravaged the land, and the swordsman took his long sword and rushed to the battlefield with many compatriots. 】

[The black-pressed monsters surged like a tsunami, and the long sword slashed through the sky, clearing a clearing in the crowd of enemies. 】

[The stronger the person, the greater the responsibility.] 】

[He is a one-in-a-million swordsman, a genius swordsman praised by everyone, and a dependence of his compatriots. 】

[The monsters are endless, and people keep falling, and their eyes are red with blood. 】

[In order to protect his hometown and protect the people, he mechanically waved his knife, and his arms were numb and never stopped. 】

[Blood flowed down the blade of the sword, dyeing the beautiful and delicate sword spike black. 】

[Until the night passes, until the dawn of the morning, the sword spike shines in the glow. 】

"It's... Relic? ”

Jiang Bai was a little unsure.

"Huh? Let me see. ”

Hu Tao took the broken sword in his hand and lightly touched the broken sword, and these images and memories also came to mind.

"It's indeed a holy relic, yes, and it's a very strong holy relic. It should have been left by this Fang Yuan's predecessor, if I'm not mistaken, the war in this memory should be the Pitch Black Calamity 500 years ago......"

The battlefield five hundred years ago was not only the Chasm of Rock, but in addition to the Millelith Army, there were many people like Fang Yuan who rushed to the battlefield.

"Could it be that the monster sealed inside is the monster of the year?"

"I don't know. If you can find some other relics, you should be able to find some useful information in the memories contained in these items. ”

"Then let's separate and look around."

Chongyun found an inconspicuous copper sundial.

The time scale on this sundial has long been blurred, and there is no sunlight to illuminate it.

Its time has stood still.

Hold it, and fragments of distant memories come flooding back.

[The dark calamity came suddenly, and even the swordsman who had reached the peak of his martial arts was powerless in the face of these monsters like a tide. 】

[Behind him, is a town, and it takes time to evacuate.] 】

[Its long sword is like a city wall, and no monster has ever crossed the wall. 】

[After all the residents of the city behind him have evacuated, the swordsman put away his sword and stopped fighting. 】

[In his breath, the swordsman looks behind the monsters that are pouring in. 】

[He knows that if he continues to fight here, he will not be able to solve the fundamentals. 】

[It is impossible for these monsters to appear for no reason, cut off their connection, and block their passage to really solve the crisis here. 】

[He swims against the tide of demons, trying to find the root of everything. 】

[He stepped into the deep underground where the sun, moon and stars were not visible, and even time lost its reference meaning. 】

He held the sundial in his hand and counted the time. 】

【…… The sword plunged into the heart of the gigantic creature, and the elaborate longsword snapped. 】

[Pitch-black blood gushed out, like a dripping rain falling.] 】

[Bright red blood stained the sundial red, and the filth gradually penetrated down the wound. 】

Chongyun opened his eyes and solemnly wiped the dusty sundial clean.

This is a hero's medal and a testimony to the story.

"I found this." Chongyun gave the sundial to the two of them.

After reading the memories inside, Jiang Bai had some bad premonitions.

The blood of that monster is like Dvalin's blood, and it obviously has a polluting effect, and this senior may be affected.

Jiang Bai looked into the depths of the secret realm, his eyes filled with deep worry.

Is what is sealed in this really evil?

(End of chapter)