Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately paused and stopped moving forward, but the fairy in the painting on the opposite side took the initiative to meet him, and said in an almost whispered tone: "Haven't you been thinking about me all the time? Why don't you dare to come over, come, hold me tight!!".

The voice grew closer and closer, as if it was about to penetrate into his soul.

An inexplicable feeling of heat made it difficult for him to restrain himself, but Xuanyuan Wuxian still maintained a trace of clarity.

She's not a drawing fairy, no!

Painting fairies don't do that.

Xuanyuan Traceless struggled to recall the painting fairy in his memory, and gradually broke free from her and the woman in her human skin in front of him.

They are not alone.

Xuanyuan Wuxian tried to warn himself, but the fairy expression and appearance on the other side were simply too realistic.

So much so that he was in a trance several times, and Xuanyuan Wuxian understood that he couldn't resist her temptation at all. Sooner or later, he bit his lip hard, relying on pain to keep his mind clear.

At this moment, a fluttering voice came from his consciousness: "Boy, this is ecstasy, you will cause great trauma to your soul if you do it."

With that voice, Xuanyuan Traceless immediately knew that she was a thousand-year-old banshee.

At this time, she was already residing in her own sea of knowledge.

"Tell me, what can I do to resist her" Xuanyuan Wuji's eyes were already red at this time, but the residual consciousness made him understand that the Millennium Banshee might be able to help him, after all, the Millennium Banshee is also a woman who knows how to charm.

The banshee said again: "The only way to fight against such a natural ecstasy array is to rely on your own concentration, any external force will hurt your original soul body."

Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately fell into decline, if he could defeat her with his determination, then he still needed to beg her.

In desperation, Xuanyuan covered his eyes with both hands, but those images still entered his mind unblocked.

As the millennium banshee said, she is not real, just a shadow formed by a soul array.

Xuanyuan had no choice but to cross his knees on the ground and began to meditate, eager to calm his mind through his own pranayama.

However, when he crossed his knees, he realized that he could not breathe at all. Because the breath in his body has long been messy.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian felt the severity of the gaffe, this is not an illusion, once he is tempted, then the breath in his body will go berserk, and at that time he will really go crazy.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Wuxian bit his lip hard again, mixed with warm blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, and the pain made him regain some consciousness.

So Xuanyuan Traceless began to think of a solution.

Maybe it's because people are nervous to the extreme, and they burst out of their potential.

Soon, he found a Zen recipe from the sea of knowledge.

This is what the old demon taught himself that day, and according to him, it was taught by a monk who wanted to surpass him.

After that, Xuanyuan Wuxian rarely thought about this meditation book, and only regarded it as a little experience that he was forced to practice at that time.

So he didn't read the whole meditation formula, but only a part of it.

At this point, as if he had found a life-saving straw, he desperately looked through the rest of the meditation formula.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I frowned.

Because the text recorded in the next part is actually in the Buddhist language.

It was a kind of Xuanyuan without a trace, and the root of the tooth couldn't read the text.

So Xuanyuan Wuxian opened his eyes again and yelled at the thousand-year-old banshee: "You know Buddhist texts?"

The millennium banshee shook her head: "I don't understand."

Xuanyuan was stunned without a trace, and now even the only trace of life was cut off.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to lose his mind.

At this moment, the millennium banshee added, "Aren't there still a few living dead in your ruin beads?

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately held his breath and entered the sea of knowledge.

Passing through those huge black coffins, I found the smiling Yama, as well as the Luo family ancestor, and the fourth-level immortal.

"Which of you knows the Buddhist language, quick, help me explain" At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian had already fallen into a kind of hysteria.

"I understand" just after Xuanyuan Wuxian swept over their faces a few times, but he didn't expect the voice to reach him.

He turned around and saw an extremely ugly face.

"Demon God?" Xuanyuan Traceless had never thought of it, it was just a demon soul.

"Do you really know Buddhism?" he asked, still with a hint of luck.

The demon god said: "Back then, the old monk couldn't help but transform the demon ancestor, and he also went to me, so I know the Buddhist language."

One sentence made Xuanyuan Wuxian excited, and hurriedly said to the demon god: "Help me explain."

The demon god smiled contemptuously and said, "I need a quid pro quo."

Xuanyuan knew very well that the demon god never helped people in vain, so he asked, "What do you want?"

The demon god thought for a moment, then pointed to the purple coffin opposite and said, "I will go in and lie down for a cycle, and in this cycle, I must rely on the Holy Ruins to ensure my safety."

Xuanyuan Wuxian glanced at the purple coffin, knowing that this was what he had obtained from that mysterious ancient battlefield.

I didn't expect this demon god to be fighting its idea.

But now he had a request for help, so he reluctantly agreed to him and said, "Okay, you can help me relieve it immediately, and when I get over, I will help you."

The demon god was silent again for a moment before raising his head, and with a flick of his arm, a trace of spiritual consciousness floated out, which happened to hit Xuanyuan Wuxian eyebrows.

"Boy, go and enlighten yourself," and after saying that, the demon god disappeared in the coffin again.

There are many Buddhist records in Xuanyuan's untraced consciousness, among which there is also the old monk's painstaking persuasion.

These memory pictures, the demon god did not leave to himself at all.

It can be seen that this guy is also a stubborn stone.

The hard work of the monks back then was in vain.

But I can't say, the high monk also predicted what happened today, and he happened to be what he said.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Wuxian was also relieved, so he began to concentrate on meditation. globe

This is worthy of being taught by a high monk, once you practice meditation, you will instantly expel those distracting thoughts from your thoughts. Circles of golden Buddha light flashed around his body, and in the blink of an eye, those ghostly figures turned into ashes.

This scene was seen in the eyes of the old man, which made him quite stunned.

Unlike Xuanyuan Without a Trace, the way he adopted it was to self-determine his desires, for which he cut off the source of his desires and closed the six senses.

This is the reason why he has the confidence to cross this soul bridge, but in doing so, he has lost a lot of things.

So much so that he has felt very sad for more than ten years.

When he saw Xuanyuan Wuxian take the way, his old eyes finally couldn't restrain and shed tears of sadness.

He touched his fake beard bitterly, and sighed helplessly: "Maybe this is God's punishment for old greed."

The old man sighed with compassion and walked towards the bridge. He didn't need to worry about this kid anymore, as long as he had the Buddha's light protection body, he wouldn't suffer any evil attacks.

I just need to go to the bridge and wait for him.

When Xuanyuan Wuxian got up, the Buddha's light was already restrained, but in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of Buddha's mark all the time.

so that he will not be corrupted by those evil spirits from now on.

He walked towards the Soul Bridge, his steps were not fast, but he was extremely confident with every step.

And all the illusions dissipated like smoke before him, until he came to the bridge.

Immediately saw where the old man had been waiting for a long time, and he didn't have admiration: "The concentration of the seniors really makes the younger generations respect."

The old man's cheeks flushed at his compliment, and said, "Don't talk about this, let's continue to hurry, you must know that the confidence here changes quickly, and I can't tell if I have to change the direction again."

Xuanyuan nodded hurriedly and continued to follow him forward.

The old man still took out the compass as usual and fiddled around, and soon he locked a position.

The two of them walked over quickly, and they also encountered several small poisonous shocks on the way.

However, no matter how old the old man prepared in advance, with the blessing of various poison-repelling spells, those poisons did not dare to approach at all.

However, Xuanyuan Wuxian still saw those terrifying faces clearly, only to see their sharp fangs, and a pair of green eyes, which looked so daunting in the black.

As the swarm dispersed to the wings, they could continue on their way.

The old man pinched a light spell with his fingers, and suddenly a bright glare always shrouded in front of them.

Then this ray of light allowed them to avoid encountering the poisonous insects.

After navigating through a narrow passage, the two reached a flat crack that was only about one meter high.

At this time, the old man said with a solemn face: "After passing through here, you will arrive at the Lumen."

"Lumen, wasn't that the entrance to the dungeon just now?" Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, staring at the old man suspiciously.

The old man pondered for a long time before saying: "In fact, this underground palace has to pass through at least seven gates, and this gate is the first of these seven gates."

"How many doors have you passed?" Xuanyuan suddenly felt as if he had been deceived by the old man.

"The old man only passes through three gates, and this gate is one of them," the old man sighed and touched his forehead and explained.

"So, you don't know if there are those extra-dimensional magic tricks in this underground palace?" Xuanyuan Wuxian suddenly stared at the old man with wide eyes.

"The old man just opened the doors of the two dungeon palaces and got that doppelganger spell, isn't that enough to prove that there are more spells in the dungeon?" the old man retorted.

Xuanyuan Wuxian was completely speechless by him, and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, since we are all here, we have to go down and have a look anyway."

Only then did the old man smile and say, "The old man is sure that you will not give up halfway."

Xuanyuan looked back without a trace, stared at him coldly and said, "Now you can be honest, why do you have to accompany me to the underground palace with you, what is hidden in this."

The old man pondered for a long time before he said, "Actually, the old man wants to use your dimensional power to open the fourth fire gate, because I can see the extradimensional fire on you."

"Extra-dimensional fire?" Xuanyuan Wuxian was stunned again, and glanced at his body suspiciously, he did have some Danhuo Qi in his body, but there was no so-called extra-dimensional fire.

"You can't see it," the old man hurriedly explained: "Actually, the old man can't see it, but where does the old man find a magic weapon in the fire gate, it chooses you."

As he spoke, he took out a small fiery red snake with a carcass from his bosom, which snaked around the old man's arm, and seemed to have a flame in his mouth forever.

When he saw Xuanyuan without a trace, his eyes immediately lit up, and he climbed straight along the old man's arm towards him.

When it climbed up his arm, Xuanyuan Wuxian suddenly felt that a breath in his body was flowing outward along his meridians.

And the little snake raised its head, and the flame erupted from its mouth, and it became illusory and full of heat in the face of that breath.

At this moment, a dark black light trail burst out from the Xuanyuan Traceless Extradimensional Space, turning into a flash of lightning and landing on his arm. Then a series of rattling sounds were heard, and a large white two-winged python appeared in the narrow gap, and it twisted its body to squeeze both the old man and Xuanyuan Traceless to the edge.

The next moment, there was a flash of red and white light, and I don't know how long it took, the light went out, and I saw that the silver white light began to gradually turn pink, and finally formed a colorful pattern.

Xiaobai mutated and became a medium-sized red and white snake.

He has become smaller, but his spirit is obviously several times stronger than just now.

At this moment, the old man came over with a look of compassion, and crawled on the ground holding the little red snake that had long since turned into a snake's skin, and wept bitterly.

There is no need to explain at the moment, Xuanyuan knows what happened just now. He glared at Xiao Bai angrily, then turned to the old man and explained: "Everything is an accident, senior, I can compensate you for your losses."

"What compensation do you take, it's a four-spirit fire snake, it's a heavenly treasure with four dimensions of spirituality, what do you take to accompany me" The old man whimpered like a child, and on a wrinkled cheek, there were old tears, so the picture was shocking to see Xuanyuan without a trace.

"Senior, you say it, how can you be satisfied, it's a big deal, I'll give you Xiaobai" Xuanyuan Wuxian really couldn't bear to see an old man crying so sadly.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes immediately lit up, and tears were thrown out together, he turned to the direction of Xiaobai, there seemed to be countless small hands in those eyes, and he couldn't wait to capture Xiaobai at once.

Looking at his appearance, Xuanyuan Wuxian felt that he had been deceived again.

But he couldn't debunk the old man, after all, he was a real tear just now.

The old man approached Xiaobai, took out a circle of light in his hand, and was about to go under Xiaobai's forehead, but Xiaobai was so easy to be captured by him, its tail swept, and then there was a boom, and the old man's body fell solemnly to the ground. He covered his head in pain, bared his teeth and grinned: "This is a fierce beast, this is a fierce beast, Lao Tzu doesn't want it."

Xuanyuan Wuxian looked at the old man's exaggerated movements, and sighed helplessly: "Why don't I give you all the treasures you searched for in the Fire Gate, how about accompanying your loss?"

Hearing this, the old man immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "The old man doesn't care about you, as long as we open the underground palace, I'm afraid that there is no better heaven and earth treasure?"

The old man's mood changed too quickly, making Xuanyuan a little unable to serve.

But now that the old man has regained his senses and no longer cries, he will no longer grind his tongue. The two of them climbed together towards the narrow gap.

Xiaobai did not return this time, but swam forward with them.