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The dragon's groan was vast and far away, and Song Ciwan's palm flew up, and the three coins that were almost thrown away were retrieved back into his palm in the electric light.

The moment the coinage fell back into his palm, the pitch-black dragon head disappeared again.

Song Ciwan exhaled softly, for some reason, although Long Yin was gone, a thrilling afterglow always lingered in her soul.

In this illusory city, there are really too many secrets.

I don't know what the so-called "lost time and space", or "the last era of civilization", is?

After all, it shouldn't be the former dynasty Yunguo.

Yunguo is a dynasty thousands of years ago, although it is a previous dynasty, but if it is a benchmark for the "last era of civilization", Yunguo should be ...... Not qualified enough, right?

Song Ciwan flicked the three coins in his palm, and all kinds of thoughts flowed through his mind one by one, but all the questions were unanswered.

Of course, she didn't necessarily ask for an answer.

After the emotions calmed down, Song Ciwan suppressed all the doubts in his heart.

She clasped her palms together and shook the three coins in her hand, and secretly read Xie Yunxiang's name in her heart.

According to the explanation of the scales, the ancestral dragon has the ability to divinate money. Song Ciwan actually doesn't know any divination, at most she knows a little bit about the basic rules of divination.

But she planned to try it, just relying on Zulong's divination instinct to mint money, could she help her find Xie Yunxiang's location.

The three coins shook in Song Ciwan's palm for a moment, and then she scattered the coins on the ground in front of her.

In the gray mist, I saw that there were two coins with the word face up, and one with the flower face up.

The literal face up is yang, and the flower face up is yin, which is two yang and one yin. In the six divination, the first hexagram is Shaoyang.

Song Ciwan took back the three coins, put them in his palm and shook them again, and after a while, the coins were scattered on the ground, but this time the hexagram he got was Shaoyin.

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In this way, several times in succession, and repeated divination, taking the number of them, and finally getting the shock hexagram as the result.

According to Song Ciwan's half-hung level, she can also judge that the Zhen hexagram is in the direction due east - as for others, such as good luck and evil, such as hexagrams, those are not considered.

Song Ciwan carried the three coins that had been divined with him, and the remaining seven were still stored in the scales, so he followed the mountain road and walked in the direction pointed by the hexagram.

Gray fog filled the mountain road, if it weren't for the guidance of coinage, Song Ciwan actually couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

As far as her eye could see, it was about fifty meters in circumference.

After walking for a while, I saw that the mountain was getting higher and higher, and Song Ciwan met two wooden people on the side of the mountain road during the walk!

Unlike before, before the two encounters with the wooden man, the three coins she held in her arms all shook slightly.

Song Ciwan was always vigilant, but after having Zulong's hint of minting money, she was even more energetic.

The wooden figure on the side of the road is still standing and looking at it like that, with a vague murmur, and the sound is touching.

But Song Ciwan was never confused by these murmurs again, her heart was as clear as ice, and when she saw the second wooden figure, she pinched her fingers and popped out flames from a distance.

The fire overcomes the wood, and the wooden people burn instantly, leaving the Yuan Shou Zhu after turning into ashes.

This second longevity pearl was obtained without any effort!

Song Ciwan picked up this Yuan Shou Zhu and stored it in the talisman he carried with him.

Soon a third wooden figure was encountered, and this wooden figure was slightly different from the first two. Judging by the physical appearance, the first two wooden figures are more feminine, while the third wooden figure is more masculine.

The similarity between them lies in the fact that the skeletal muscles of both men and women present a state of perfection that is beyond the world.

The decaying old wood can't hide the superiority of their bones, and every wooden figure stands in a posture as if telling an ancient story.

"Why......"

"Xi Wu!"

"West Woo ......"

The flames burned out, and the murmur turned from clear to faint.

Song Ciwan got the third Yuan Shou Zhu, but her mood was not very happy. On the contrary, that strange melancholy lingers.

She adjusted her emotions and received the third Yuan Shou Zhu into her Canghai Cave Heaven.

Continuing to walk east, I turned a corner and suddenly saw a sunken foggy world appear in front of me.

It's a deep valley of mist with no end in sight!

Song Ciwan stood condescending on the mountain, but only saw that between the fog of the deep valley, there were countless towering towers, one after another, breaking through the blockade of the fog at the bottom of the valley.

The brilliant top of the tower, which has a strange style, hooks the eaves and corners, and is connected to the mirrored covered bridge, the dark lights, and the steel buildings that seem to be starry science fiction, are all presented in front of Song Ciwan's eyes!

What kind of world is this?

Song Ciwan, who was standing on the mountain, was almost stunned, and an indescribable shock hit her at this moment.

And just when Song Ciwan was so shocked by a corner of the mist in the Phantom Netherworld that he almost lost his voice, the thousands of monks who entered the world of the Phantom Netherworld also had different encounters with them at the same time.

Some went straight into the city, the green leaves in their hands glowing.

Some people are also like Song Ciwan who live in the barren mountains, and on those undulating mountains, there are always murmuring sounds and wooden people standing.

A warrior was seduced by the murmur, and he walked up to the wooden man, head to head, face to face, and body to body with "him".

Then, his whole body leaned forward, and the next moment, the wooden figure in front of him seemed to turn into a cloud of mist, enveloping him!

No, more precisely, he himself seemed to have turned into a shadow, overlapping into the wooden man's body.

This time he walked in, and the warrior never came out again.

The wooden people are still standing on the side of the mountain road, not moving, and persistent.

Except, a green leaf fell from the warrior's body, and the green leaf spontaneously burned into ashes in midair. And the decaying wooden body of the wooden man seems to have a little more luster.

On the mountain road, Song Ciwan took another hexagram.

This time, the direction that the ancestral dragon minted money pointed to was exactly the Phantom Netherworld City ahead!

Song Ciwan immediately set off to go down the mountain.

She flew on the grass with light skills, and galloped forward as light as a swallow.

The heavy gray mist went away on both sides of her, and the murmuring in the gray mist was far away and sometimes near, and Song Ciwan ignored it all.

As long as it wasn't the wooden man who happened to appear on her way, she wouldn't take the initiative to provoke it.

After moving forward like this, I don't know how long it has been, the gray fog has gradually thinned a little, and the road under Song Ciwan's feet has begun to become smoother.

The spires that burst out of the gray mist, she used to be able to see from a high vantage point, but now she had to look up to see the lights shining in the sky above the gray mist.

After another moment, a huge wall appeared in a slightly sparse gray mist!

At the gate of the city, in rows, there were three or five feet tall defenders holding huge spears, standing there silently and indifferently.