The cries of the rats, from the sky, from the white mist, from all sides, from his brain, from his body...... It's like there are countless needles piercing into the body at the same time.

Li Chuan's eyes were dark, his body fell forward, and then he felt hit by something, and the whole person flew out, he grabbed and kicked with both hands and feet, trying to catch a catch, but he didn't catch anything, it was empty, and there was nothing but fog.

But it was as if an invisible force was carrying him jolting forward.

The force tugged at him, writhing him, his body swaying, his hair scattered, and his clothes were blown to a rattle.

And finally—

This force slammed his body to the ground, and immediately a scorching hot current surged from his stomach upwards, Li Chuan opened his mouth, and the sour liquid squirted out, until his stomach was empty and he couldn't vomit anything, and he retched for a while before stopping.

This time I suddenly realized that he was already lying on the ground.

The ground was no longer a monotonous black sand, but pale yellow tiles, carved with quaint patterns, on which his vomit was covered, slowly seeping to the edges, emitting an unpleasant stench.

Raising his head, in the midst of the clouds, a majestic and magnificent palace stood quietly in front of him.

Above the palace, there was a whirlpool, and in the whirlpool was a sword-like red cloud, and the electric light inside the red cloud flickered, sprinkling red light.

It turns out that the red light in the Absolute Land came from here.

Li Chuan raised his hand and wiped his mouth, reluctantly straightened up, turned to look back at the way he came, and this time he saw the way.

The steps paved with white jade go all the way down, and through the white mist, you can faintly see the strange rocks in front of you.

Follow the stairs and you'll be able to go back.

Then, Li Chuan faced the palace again.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his legs and walked in the direction of the palace.

The palace is so big that it looks very close, but it takes a long time to walk.

When he was halfway there, he saw a stone tablet, which was engraved with ancient characters in seal script, many of which were blurred and mottled and unrecognizable.

With the memory of the original body, Li Chuan still pieced together the general meaning.

Roughly the owner of this place found that this place gave birth to Lingbao, so he settled here for a period of time to help Lingbao be born.

The more the inscription goes to the back, the more blurred it becomes, so when Lingbao was born, whether he was born or not, and the name of the owner here is still unknown.

After reading the inscription, he looked up at the palace again, and built such a big house to live at will, and immortals are immortals.

After continuing to take a few steps forward, Li Chuan stopped again, he sniffed, and felt a trace of foul odor lingering on the tip of his nose.

After entering this place, he felt that he had been smelling a foul smell, and at first he thought it was the smell of his vomit, but after walking so far, he could still smell it from time to time, and it should be emanating from somewhere here.

After searching for a moment, nothing was found. So I continued to walk all the way to the gate.

The doors of the temple were wide open.

The surface of the gate is also mottled and decayed like a stone monument.

Cross the half-rotten threshold and enter the main hall. The main hall was empty, there was not a single piece of furniture, and the walls were mottled.

Li Chuan raised his head, frightened, and took a few steps back. A huge figure floated on the dome, leaning out half of its body and looking down at him.

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Help me!

Retreated to the door with both hands and feet, tripped over the threshold again, and climbed several times in a panic but didn't get up.

Yu Guang glanced at it, but didn't move.

Didn't move?

Li Chuan took a closer look and found that the man's skin was also mottled and covered with fine cracks.

It turned out to be just a statue.

His demeanor is solemn, holding a flower in his left hand and a ...... in his right hand Li Chuan looked at the ground along the position of his right hand, and sure enough, he found the broken fragments of his right hand, and he could still distinguish some fingers and the shape of the palm.

Hey?

Li Chuan took a few steps forward, squatted down, stretched out his hand and flicked the fragments on the ground out, and saw an ancient mirror underneath.

The mirror was gray, and I picked it up and looked through it in my hand.

It is about eight inches in diameter, and the back is engraved with the pattern of a turtle, a dragon, a phoenix, and a tiger, and eight kinds of ornaments surround the mirror.

Li Chuan took out the "Book of Tattoos" and flipped through it, although he couldn't find the exact same pattern, he could also see that the ornaments on the book were of the same origin as those on the mirror.

This ancient mirror is estimated to have been originally held in the right hand of the statue.

How do I use it?

He had no chance of immortal path, and he didn't have any true yuan. What if you drip blood, what if you are confessed?

So he looked at the mirror and said, "Ancient mirror, ancient mirror, where is the king of the black horns?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the palms of his hands were hot.

Before he could react, his brain was dizzy, and the harsh and noisy sound scraped his eardrums, and the squeaking sound was mixed in with this sound, and then a sound gradually became dominant and clear.

"King, among the little demons in the cave, there is a goose demon who is still alive."

"He said that the Hu steward asked them to catch the spies, and then a human woman came out of the mine, claiming to be a subordinate official of Qin Tianjian, saying that she was here to arrest the criminal, and the tiger steward and the woman fought, and he rushed forward behind the other little demons, and somehow flew and flew without demons."

"He's been up the mountain for just a week, and I don't think he's lying."

"Qin Tianjian?" Another voice rang out.

At this time, Li Chuan finally came back to his senses from his dizziness, and he saw two people on the surface of the ancient mirror.

A white-faced scholar.

The other wears silver armor and a red cape, and is imposing.

The white-faced scholar said, "Yes, the subordinate officer of the Qin Heavenly Prison. Judging from her age and appearance, I think she may be Gong Wuguang's closed disciple Zhu Qingyun. ”

It seems that the scholar is a strategist-like character, and the one wearing the silver armor is the Black Horn King.

"She's here to catch someone? Catch whom? The King of Black Horn asked.

"I don't know, the goose demon said I didn't hear clearly."

"What kind of spy is the tiger steward going to catch?"

"I don't know." The scholar probably felt that he didn't know how to say two things in a row, and his face was a little unbearable, so he added: "Wang, I have arranged for three shifts of people to patrol near the mine where the accident occurred, and sent an additional elite team to touch every inch of it. ”

"I also sent a team of eagle demons to monitor the entire mountain range."

"I don't think I'll be able to find out where those people are hiding in three or five days."

The scholar secretly observed the face of the Black Horn King, which was a little ugly, so he pretended to be deep and said: "King, I don't think this matter is simple, the people of Qin Tianjian must have another purpose when they come here." ”

Sure enough, these words caught the attention of the Black Horn King, and he asked, "For what purpose?" ”

The scholar said: "Qin Tianjian handled the case, when can't it be done, why didn't you come yesterday, didn't you come tomorrow, but today the Shilong King came, and they came?" That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it? ”

"What do you mean?"

The scholar said: "I think Qin Tianjian and Su Han are together!" ”