Chapter Ninety-Three: The Stones Hear Themselves

The dew hit Luo Tian's face again, flowed into his mouth, and slowly turned into a sweet fragrance like a clear spring. This night, Luo Tian slept very peacefully, and he didn't even want to wake up.

However, he had to wake up again, Xue'er was still in a coma, Shizun was still imprisoned, and the mysterious Yin Sect was still planning his life all the time, how could he sleep for a long time in the secret realm of the small building in this infinite diagram.

I stretched my waist widely, my eyes blinked and blinked, and I was really refreshed!

The cherry blossom forest has turned into daytime at some point, there is no gentle night, there is no golden moonlight, but Luo Tian feels bored for a while. During the day, there is no sun.

"Huh?" Luo Tian frowned slightly, as if he had noticed a trace of abnormality. The cherry blossom forest seems to have changed, and it has returned to the way it was when it first came, with cherry blossoms fluttering and branches swinging, indescribably sassy and heroic. There are no more slaughterers, no samurai, and even no treasures.

Although he already understood, Luo Tian still shook his head in disappointment, the cherry forest during the day is peaceful and quiet, but compared to it, he prefers the cherry forest at night, not because of the silence of the night, the brightness of the moonlight, nor because of the solemn atmosphere of the cherry forest, but because he can continue to challenge, continue to hunt for treasures, and continue to improve his cultivation combat power.

The trail was winding, and he didn't know where it led, so Luo Tian could only walk aimlessly. Or, it's a good idea to walk quietly and pick up a cherry blossom petal.

After a short time, he encountered a fork in the road, and the winding path in front of him was secluded, but there were three paths presented in front of Luo Tian's eyes. One on the left and one on the right, and one in front of you. Luo Tian wanted to use telekinesis to sense, but the cherry blossom forest during the day was peaceful, and telekinesis seemed to have the same taste everywhere.

The index finger was placed under his nose again, and after rubbing it repeatedly, Luo Tian simply folded it lightly beside him, and a branch that was still bearing cherry blossoms was already in his hand. Because of the vigorous swing of the branches, a few cherry blossoms fell in mid-air, and they were dashing.

With his left hand at the bottom and his right hand at the top, the branches gradually stood up on the ground. There was no wind, no sound, and I saw the branches swaying slightly from side to side on the ground, but they suddenly fell to the right.

Luo Tian smiled, and his footsteps moved lightly, walking towards the path on the right.

The tree is still the same tree, the flower is still the same flower, no matter where you go, it seems to be the same. But Luo Tian still continued to walk calmly, he was not in a hurry, he only cared about when it was night, how could he care about how far he had gone?

Gradually, he heard a sound, something hard, as if something was pounding. It was not the sound of the cherry blossom forest moving with the wind.

A smile quickly appeared on his ruddy face, the ruddy was because of the old ginseng, most of his injuries had recovered, but the smile was because of the sound. The current Luo Tian, or Luo Tian during the day, if he can do something in this cherry forest, he is very happy.

The telekinesis slowly let go, and the sound that seemed to be hard became clearer and clearer, with a smell of steel in the sound, I don't know if it was a shovel or a sword. The surrounding aura fluctuated rapidly into Luo Tian's mind, and the smile on Luo Tian's face grew thicker.

The steps are still the same rhythm, and the white shirt on his body is still the same, but whether he is stepping on the ground or cutting through the branches, there is not even the slightest sound from Luo Tian's body. He had already hidden his aura, and perhaps, below the peak of martial arts, no one could sense him anymore.

There is a large open space between the cherry trees, where there is no dwarf grass, but there are many petals all over the ground. In the center of the clearing, which is also where the petals are stacked the most, there is a pile of stone squares arranged in order. The stone square is slightly high, and on the ground that has always been flat, it looks like a raised hill. However, the hill is for the ground, and in fact it is only waist-high.

In front of the stone pile stood a noble boy in a thick shirt, but at this time the child's appearance was a little embarrassed, his face was pale, and drops of sweat flowed down the corners of his forehead and dripped onto his big feather silk. But as if he didn't see it, his arms kept swinging in the air, and the sword in his hand rose and fell, slashing on the stone pile.

It was evident that a small seal had been placed on the stone pile, and the long sword slashed at the stone pile, and instead of shaking a stone square, it bounced an inch above the stone square. If you look closely, you will find that there is a trace of brilliance flowing on the surface of the stone pile, and there are faint lines on the edges, forming a hard light mask from top to bottom.

"Xia family, Xia Youfeng?" Luo Tian pursed the corners of his mouth and gently exhaled a name.

The son who kept waving his sword in front was none other than Xia Youfeng of the Great Xia family. It was he who first took the initiative to open the cabinet on the fourth floor of the small building, and he was also the first to enter the secret realm of the small building, but at this time, he looked like he had obviously been cutting for a long time, and there were faint signs of exhaustion in the fall of the long sword.

Suddenly thinking of the sound he heard last night, Luo Tian finally determined that Xia Youfeng had already worked all night. He and Xia Youfeng are not on good terms, and even because of Xia Youfeng's always sonish spirit, Luo Tian still dislikes him a little. "This person can enter the Wuji Diagram with his cultivation, he must have captured a lot of property, if he takes advantage of this kung fu to come to his back with a sword, those treasures are all the master's. ”

For a while, Luo Tian was a little hesitant. He is not a good person, let alone a wicked person, Xia Youfeng is just a little disrespectful in his words, Luo Tian wants to win his treasure in the Wuji Diagram, but it is not yet to the point where he wants his life. However, how could the living Xia Youfeng obediently hand over the post?

Suddenly, I saw Xia Youfeng squat down suddenly, one hand touching the top stone square of the stone pile, as if the long sword just now had finally been accurately chopped down. The palms of his hands are flattened, the palms are facing down, and he touches them piece by piece, powerful and delicate. Xia Youfeng's pale face was no longer a simple sweat, and a touch of joy floated in the period.

Standing up straight again, with his feet half a foot apart, he saw Xia Youfeng's thick shirt slowly expanding, as if there was gas filling the middle. His arms were raised high, and the long sword in his hand slashed down with an unstoppable momentum.

The stone pile was instantly glowing, splashing golden yellow, accompanied by a "squeaking" sound, streaks appeared, and then disappeared in the breeze.

Xia Youfeng looked a little nervous, put his long sword aside, and actually bent down to kneel, kowtowing three times to the stone pile in front of him.

Luo Tian's mind slowly calmed down, there was no need for him to hesitate, Xia Youfeng tried his best to split the seal, it was impossible to simply kowtow and worship, there must be some ulterior secret. He also wanted to see what was buried under the rocks.

Of course, Luo Tian didn't make a move at this time, and there was actually a deeper meaning in his heart.