Zhang Qing and Hua Hong chased after the two figures, but found that no matter how they chased them, they couldn't catch up with the figures of the two people, as if there was an inexplicable force separating the two after the conversation in the place where Li Huizhi was recuperating from his injuries.

It was Zhang Qinghe who always kept some distance from the two.

"Senior, I have something to ask!"

Zhang Qinghe is now sure that Wude Xingjun can see him, and even be able to travel through hundreds of years of time and space to have a dialogue with him.

But no matter how loudly he shouted and inquired, Na Wude Xingjun still ignored the bronze ancient coffin that was taller than ordinary people, and walked forward side by side with the little boy.

"Senior, live! I know seniors can see me, I have something to ask!"

Obviously, the speed of their walking is not fast, neither has they turned into a rainbow, nor has they ever used any footwork, but Zhang Qinghe just can't touch it, and the figures of the two are even getting farther and farther apart, as if they are about to disappear at the end of sight.

"Senpai!"

Zhang Qinghe gritted his teeth, took out a treasure medicine that replenished qi and blood from the Xuan Sac, swallowed it in a big gulp, and the blood escaped, the rainbow light that was originally plain because of his Lingyuan characteristics immediately turned red, and the Lingyuan Qi around him was shocked, and the speed was immediately so fast that ordinary monks could not catch up.

The two of them walked indifferently in front, and he turned into rainbow light and hurried away.

But it presents a strange scene - the former is extremely slow, the latter is extremely fast, and yet the latter cannot catch up with the former in any way.

"Gan ......"

Zhang Qinghe obviously discovered this problem as well, he knew that it was interference from some kind of causal level, and he couldn't know more, he could only try his best to keep the two of them in his sight, and see if the two of them went to the place he wanted.

The surrounding scenery continued to pass by, and the stars above their heads changed their appearance.

The secret realm was not big, and the two of them slowly walked between a huge stone door in the southeast corner and slowly stepped in.

From Zhang Qinghe's point of view, two figures, one long and one young, slowly disappeared in front of the closed stone door, and then dissipated without a trace.

"Sure enough, the place where Wude Xingjun and the sword-wielding spirit officer who resembled Zhang Yuan went was this place of inheritance. ”

Zhang Qinghe also stood down in the stone gate, he looked up from the bottom up, this stone gate was covered with dense Taoist texts, like a star, Zhang Qinghe didn't understand, a place of inheritance, why do such a complicated arrangement.

The forbidden rune array above had reached a level that he couldn't understand.

But at the moment, he didn't have enough time to think about it so much, he slowly stretched out his left index finger according to Li Huizhi's instructions, and condensed a spirit yuan in his right hand.

The drop of essence blood slowly fell onto the complicated Taoist inscription engraved on the stone gate, and immediately turned into a small snake of blood and qi like a living thing, and little by little the Taoist text was connected with a mysterious picture, and finally the inspiration was brilliant.

Zhang Qinghe had already been mentally prepared, calmly and calmly in the dazzling aura, and did not show panicked apologies because of Shimen's violent reaction.

"The forbidden rune array laid by the ancestors has the ability to screen bloodlines, if you want to enter the land of inheritance, then you must open its portal with your own essence blood, this is the first place to pay attention to in the land of inheritance. ”

Li Huizhi's words resounded in Zhang Qinghe's mind, making him think through his thoughts.

Runic Array Forbidden...... Blood......

He always felt that the connection between these two words made him feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Between Zhang Qinghe's thoughts, the stone door slowly opened with a dull low sound, and the dust that had accumulated over hundreds of years was wrapped in the heaviness of the years and rushed towards Zhang Qinghe's face, and he condensed the spirit yuan to roll into a gust of wind, and slowly pushed away the billowing smoke clouds that blocked the sight in front of him

——It seems that the huge square is completely made of some kind of dark iron poured in Zhang Qinghe's sight, the whole square is as if it is one, there is no trace of connection, there is no beauty at all, but there is a strange kind of simplicity and depression, as expected, the dark iron is also engraved with dense and innumerable sermons.

"This iron material ......"

Zhang Qinghe frowned and recalled, he seemed to have seen this kind of iron somewhere.

He slowly fell into deep thought, rummaging through his memory......

......

"Dare to ask Miss Le Yao, what is there to protect herself?"

"Oh, yes, my father gave me a ring before I went on the road, saying it would protect me. ”

Zhang Leyao showed an uncarved iron ring in his palm to the spiritual officer on duty, and the word "demon suppression" was deeply branded on it......

......

"It's the same material as the iron ring...... According to Liu Chai, that thing can prevent low-level monks from being infected and alienated. Zhang Qinghe suddenly realized.

Not only that, but the layers of cold iron chains wrapped around Wude Xingjun's coffin, when it comes to the feeling that that aura brings him, are probably also made of such materials.

"What kind of iron is this that can curb the infection that the immortals inadvertently spread, and this iron ...... is used."

Zhang Qinghe turned his head to look at the center of the entire formation forbidden, where two coffins lay quietly.

The smaller coffin he had seen was the bronze coffin that Wu De Xingjun was carrying at that time, and it was wrapped with layers of cold iron chains of the same material as the demon suppression ring, but now it was silent, completely different from the noisy energy that Wu De Xingjun carried on his body.

As for the other coffin...... It is simply made of cast iron, not like it was cast for people, and it is several zhang long.

The iron coffin that exuded an inexplicable charm was still imprisoned with layers of Taoism, and the coffin slowly shrank between the light and the extinction, exuding a terrifying aura, and there were countless golden chains of order stretched out from the ground that were wrapped in roaring Taoism, firmly trapping the existence inside.

Not only that, when the divine chain twisted, it also absorbed the power of existence in it little by little, feeding the operation of the entire small world.

There is no doubt that Wu De Xingjun placed his bronze coffin next to the cold iron giant coffin placed by Prince Yin, borrowing the power of continuous suppression.

If the secret realm is the center of the Zhen'an Great Array, then this inheritance place is the center of the entire secret realm.

Zhang Qinghe originally thought that it was outrageous enough for Prince Yin to catch the secret realm evil of the first saint level as the power bank of the Zhen'an Great Array, but he didn't expect that in order to maintain the secret realm from being infected by the strange avenues of the outside world, it seemed that he was ......

Something that seems to have scratched its head from the sky?!

Zhang Qinghe couldn't believe what he saw after combining his spiritual vision and the hope of the Son of Heaven......