Ding Jiao whispered, Bai Rong glanced at him, and he was already hesitant, after all, some things are not something that can be listened to at will, so he said in a low voice:

"The prince has some news... This place is strange, and if the one down there is too big, then he will commit a taboo. ”

'It turns out that Bai Rong doesn't know who it is...'

After all, among the three of them, he was the one who listened to it in person, if something happened, Bai Rong would also be the first to fall down, Ding Jiao certainly understood his concerns, and only whispered at the moment:

"It's okay, the elders once mentioned it, it won't be Jin Dan at the bottom, if Jin Dan screams bitterly, you and I have a life? Heyun Shibo should have come out to remind him a long time ago..."

Bai Rong is most afraid of Jin Dan, after all, the affairs of the Ordinary Purple Mansion will not be able to treat him as a Suxin Fox, but once Jin Dan is involved, the adults behind him may not be able to protect him.

"Heyun Shibo has never appeared, but there is no danger here."

Ding Jiao softly comforted the two, he took the jade bottle in his palm, and displayed the white and shiny stone bead underneath.

This stone bead showed a milky white color, and there were three pale yellow lines painted on it, only some light shrouded, and there was no supernatural brilliance, Ding Jiao said softly:

"The depth of this place, the Purple Mansion can't be explored to the end, the further down the Purple Mansion becomes, the heavier the aura becomes, and ordinary Purple Mansion will listen to a shout, so I specially went to get this ancient spirit weapon."

"This thing used to be a thing of Jixian, called [Yin Period Jitu Yan], and it has been in my house for a long time, and it is rare to use it."

Bai Rong couldn't help but glance at it when he heard such a big deal, showing some envy, and said softly:

"Tude Ancient Spirit Weapon, it is indeed rare, the way of Ji Xian is first-class and powerful, and there is a collection of dragon descendants like the prince."

Ding Jiao was slightly embarrassed, raised his chin, the twin dragon horns exuded a faint brilliance, almost the only light source in the entire abyss, he replied:

"Tude is powerful, but this thing is too old, at that time, the monks did not focus on fighting magic weapons, but on the magic first, this thing is not beneficial to fighting methods."

Bai Rong was slightly puzzled, Ding Jiao didn't explain, he threw the stone bead lightly, turned it out of thin air, and a yellow brilliance suddenly emerged from the stone bead's body, Li Zhouwei frowned slightly, but Ding Jiao didn't speak.

This yellow brilliance flowed in a circle, sweeping over the stone wall like a shadow, and the earth and stones trembled and rustled everywhere it passed, and the voice was low, and the incantation was obscure and inaudible.

Then I saw that the stone wall on the side cracked open a mouth, but it was the size of a palm, the lips and teeth were distinct, and a deep voice emerged from it, buzzing.

The voice was hoarse, like the collision of earth and stones, overlapping, the vicissitudes of life, and the voice, but there was no superfluous reaction, Bai Rong looked thoughtful, laughed, and only said:

"After all, it's a Ji Xian."

Ding Jiao waited for a while, but he had no choice but to stop, handed over the stone beads, and said with a smile:

"Minghuang, this thing can listen to the earth's words, and it can also make the earth and stone speak, and act for us, but Ji Xian is the leader of the immortal road, this spiritual weapon wants to save face, don't eat my demon power, you come."

"It's funny, too."

Only then did Li Zhouwei understand the reaction of the two, and took it gently, and a body of mana was injected into it, and the bead was several times brighter in an instant, and it immediately became flexible, and the mouth on the stone wall shouted earnestly:

"I've seen my lord!"

Li Zhouwei's spiritual sense swept, so he nodded and asked:

"You're the wall?"

The stone wall said respectfully:

"Back to my lord... It is the little god, waiting for a few adults to be immortal. ”

"Okay."

Ding Jiao nodded with satisfaction and ordered:

"You go down and take a turn, what's going on down there... Remember, you don't need to listen or look, just open your mouth as instructed, I'm afraid that a look at it will knock your little divine power away, and I have to ask again. ”

"Thank you."

The little god in the stone wall thanked him, and his mouth immediately went down the wall, Li Zhouwei praised it, glanced at the [Yin Period Ji Tuyan] in his hand, and found that this stone bead was simple and unpretentious, and he couldn't see that it was an ancient spirit weapon at all.

Bai Rong moved his ears, pinched the trick and cast a spell, waited for the battle, and chanted a mantra in a low voice, the sound was like a low cry, and the mockery was piercing.

Soon, purple brilliance flew out from the hair, like a bird, flowing in the ears of the two, Li Zhouwei suddenly felt that his ears were clear, and a noisy sound appeared, from far and near, high and low:

"Bondage... Too anxious, begging... Hope for a looser! ”

Bai Rong's description is not an exaggeration, this voice is heartbreaking, and howling and screaming, as if he is being tortured, and he can't wait to howl out his heart.

Several people performed their duties, and Ding Jiao sank his mind into it and spoke softly:

"Who are you?"

Li Zhouwei only felt that all the voices in his ears suddenly stopped, and the mournful cry was finally broken, replaced by a silence that was so quiet that it made people tremble.

It took more than a dozen breaths before a roar piercing the golden cracked stone rose into the sky, and the entire abyss shook, and the man's voice was like a ghost crying:

"Who are you? Where is Yao Chenlin? Where is Yao Chenlin?! Beg... Hope for a looser! Beg... Hope for a looser! ”

This voice rushed Bai Rong snorted, Li Zhouwei only felt that the [Yin Period Ji Tuyan] in his hand suddenly sank, and the stone beads that were originally absorbing mana were suddenly disconnected, and Ding Jiao's face turned pale.

"Peng!"

A clear sound appeared in his ears, Li Zhouwei just conveyed mana, this magic weapon was still in the palm of Ding Jiao, seeing that he frowned, there was no need to say more, it must be that little god who was shocked to death.

Ding Jiao didn't say a word, and called out a mouth from the stone wall opposite, and ordered it to be sent down, with a slightly gloomy tone:

"There is no emptiness here, every time the mountain god is summoned, it will cost a lot of mana, not to mention, but also to re-instruct..."

Bai Rong tried his best to breathe, his expression was complicated, and he said in a low voice:

"He may be at the bottom of the abyss, I don't know how far away from here, but as soon as the prince asks, he can immediately use his mana to send the roar here! Just a few breaths away! This strength..."

Ding Jiao obviously thought of this, his brows furrowed, Bai Rong pondered, and continued:

"I'm afraid my family can't do it, I'm afraid only my grandmother can give it a try..."

Xiao Chuting and the others achieved the Purple Mansion and immediately spread the sound all over the world, that was with the help of Taixu, as long as they achieved supernatural powers, they could do it, it was not a difficult thing, but there was no Taixu here, this person relied on mana to transmit the voice to the top, it was not ordinary.

Several people waited for a while, and Ding Jiaofu spoke again:

"Who is Your Excellency?"

After a few breaths, the man's voice sounded in his ears, this time it was much calmer, his voice was hoarse and strong, but there was the sound of gnashing his teeth and coughing up blood:

"Lonely... Li Xunquan. ”

Bai Rong was stunned, Ding Jiao raised his head, and Li Zhouwei on the side opened his eyes slightly, and the voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, knocking on his heart.

'Therefore, Li Xunquan, the prince of Wei Li! ’

At the bottom of this abyss is the late Prince Li of Wei, Li Xunquan, whose head has been hanging in Dianyang for nine years!

Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes, his golden eyes looked at the two demons Bai Rong and Ding Jiao, both demons were shocked, not like a fake, the look on his face flashed, and countless doubts appeared in the next moment:

"Is it the real Li Xunquan or the fake Li Xunquan..."

"Since Li Xunquan was killed in Dianyang City, why is he here... And who did it..."

"What is the purpose of the dragons!"

His heart passed over like lightning, Ding Jiao glanced at him, and said in a low voice:

"Li Xunquan? In the Lower Oriental Dingjiao, the eldest father is the Oriental tour... Who's going to be tied here? ”

The voice below paused, showing a tremor that could endure the pain, and a hoarse voice:

"Shibo? The pain is unbearable... I hope Shibo will be relieved for me! ”

Li Zhouwei listened silently, this Li Xunquan obviously only listened to half of his words, and recognized him as Dongfang You, Ding Jiao had a headache, and asked a few words in a row, but when he asked over and asked the past, the man only went around a loose rope.

After a full quarter of an hour, Dongfang Ding asked again:

"What binds you? How long have you been here? ”

Li Xunquan seemed to have endured the pain to the limit, and his voice was sharp, straight into the ears of the three people:

"[Sho Xi Shu Lin Suo]... Where is Yao Chenlin?! Loosen the rope for me! ”

"Hmph..."

Dongfang Ding snorted, his brows furrowed, obviously the mountain god was killed again, and endless wails sounded below, Li Zhouwei never said a word, and watched quietly.

The white Jiao paused and said softly:

"There's not much demonic power, let's go up first."

As his words fell, the spiritual weapons on the soles of his feet floated little by little, Bai Rong also received his magical powers, and all the noise and painful cries in his ears disappeared, and Li Zhouwei set his eyes on the endless bottom of the abyss.

Ding Jiao looked a little dull, and said in a low voice:

"Minghuang, I just heard that there is something different here, there is an elder who is imprisoned underground, and the clan never mentions it and tries to take a look, I never thought it was him..."

If you really want to count it, Dongfang You and Emperor Wei Gong are friends, Ding Jiao's father Beihai Dragon King wants to call Emperor Wei Gong Uncle Shishu, and Ding Jiao must at least call Li Xunquan Shi Bo, this relationship is only one or two generations, but it is very close, and it is completely worthy of an elder.

Although human affection has always been a human being, Dongfang Dingjiao mentioned this friendship just to get closer to the relationship, and there was no substantive human favor for Li Zhouwei, but Li Xunquan was different... This prince may have had a good conversation with Dongfang You.

Therefore, Ding Jiao's mood at the moment is also very complicated, although he has been mentally prepared, he can still see that he still can't help but have emotional changes, this prince has rarely suffered any losses since he was a child, not to mention that the elders he saw were imprisoned underground and could not do anything, so he only said in a muffled voice:

"He's delirious... I can only react to a few names, and I guess I've been tormented for quite a long time. ”

Bai Rong's demon power consumption was a little sluggish at most, and muttered:

"It has been 1,500 years since Wei Li perished, he has been hanging in Dianyang City for nine years, and he may have caught this underground, and no one can bear the pain of 1,500 years!"

Among the two demons, Bai Rong was purely emotional, Ding Jiao was really a little heartbroken and resentful, and the dragon prince said coldly:

"Although Emperor Qi is poisonous and brutal, the Qi tribe has received the favor of Emperor Gong, only killing Shibo and a few people from the party, hanging his head in Dianyang, and even unwilling to kill Shibo in private, he will never be tortured here, not to mention that the Qi country has already been destroyed by the Tuoba family..."

"The person who imprisoned him here must be the great force of the Northern Immortal Dao today, and he is not on good terms with Wei and Li, and he is greedy for all Mingyang!"

Bai Rong panicked when he heard this, and shouted in his heart:

"This kid is not stupid, you said it in such detail, you are simply naming Luoxia Mountain! Dingjiao, Dingjiao..."

Bai Rong understands that the relationship between Luoxia Mountain and the dragon genus, and even the entire demon clan is not much better, and he is not less deflated in Dali Mountain, but Luoxia Mountain has a Taoist guard, but it is not a Taoist system that can be said at will!

How could Li Zhouwei not hear it? Zhao Guo is now just a plaything for Shi Xiu, there are only a handful of great forces in the Northern Immortal Dao, and he can guess the name, although he wrote it down in his heart, he couldn't answer him, so he only asked in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, the matter of Wei Qi Liang Zhao is rarely recorded in the south, and it is elusive... I don't know what Emperor Qi cultivated? ”

Li Zhouwei now knows a lot of things, and when he asked, Ding Jiao sighed:

"Emperor Qi Shichang's practice is 'Xi Qi', which complements each other with 'Shaoyang', and has always been accompanied, and this way can now turn Mingyang into Shaoyang... It's time to go up. ”

Bai Rong heard it just right, for fear that Ding Jiao's next sentence would mention Luoxia Mountain again, so he hurried up, added a sentence, and replied:

"But it's not, the sun can be divided into less yang and shengxi, and xi qi can turn bright yang into less yang, and the way of mutual life is in it."

Li Zhouwei remembered this, after all, his own family is a cultivator of Mingyang, if he meets a person who cultivates Xi Qi in the future, he must be on guard against one or two, so he saw that Ding was overbearing, and said softly:

"Thank you both, now this matter has come to fruition, although it is a little unsatisfactory, but I already know it in my heart."

Ding Jiao only looked at the reactions of the two of them, and understood that he had already listened to his words, he didn't say too white, nodded slightly, and the spiritual weapon on the soles of his feet flew faster and faster, turning into a white shadow and rushing straight up, Ding Jiao said softly:

"It's just that this abyss is a secret, and it's not a glorious thing. I also asked the two of you to keep the news for me, which can be regarded as for the sake of the two of you. ”

"It's nature."

Li Zhouwei and the two responded, and Ding Jiao smiled:

"Don't worry, there is nothing too empty here, I specially chose a special day to come, and the monks at home and abroad can't figure out the affairs of my dragon family today, these Dao systems are arrogant, and they usually don't care about domestic and overseas affairs, let alone count on us."

The meaning in this sentence is even more obvious, obviously telling the two of them not to worry, Bai Rong smiled and nodded, and Li Zhouwei pondered his words.

"Special day..."

Li Zhouwei paused slightly, immediately understood, calculated carefully, and secretly praised:

"It's Long Jun's birthday!"

When Li Zhouwei and the others went to listen to Lei Dao, it happened that Miao Ye and others mentioned Long Jun's birthday, and at that time Li Zhouwei asked Bai Rong, saying that there was still half a month to go.

"And this tossing and turning, it just so happened that twelve days had passed, and the time under the abyss just now happened to be the second day of the middle month!"

He glanced at Ding Jiao, Bai Rong didn't say a word, and Li Zhouwei's heart was bright:

"The Lishan Fox Clan also knows that this is the most suitable day... So Bai Rong hurried to hurry, the time of the blue water scale beast on the road was also calculated early, Ding Jiao seemed to come and go at will, but in fact, it was not..."

(End of chapter)