For the birthday banquet of the Caolu monks, the demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley attach great importance to it and treat it as the most important event, but the Caolu monks themselves don't pay much attention to it.

Yesterday we had already preached a sermon for them, and it would be okay to cancel today's banquet.

Zhang Jing also informed Uncle Nine of the situation, saying that he was going to Nanyang to find out the truth about his parents back then, and let him live in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for a while.

Uncle Nine naturally wouldn't object, but just told Zhang Jing to be careful, so he didn't say more.

Soon.

Zhang Jing and the grass house lay man set off.

After crossing the 100,000 mountains, crossing the sea to the South Seas is almost an unimaginable route for ordinary people, and ordinary people go down to the South Seas and set off by boat from Lingnan Port.

But for Zhang Jing and the others, who broke the shackles of heaven and earth and could fly in the sky, it was not a big problem.

After flying for nearly a day and a night, Zhang Jing and the Caolu monks finally crossed the mountains and the sea and came to the Nanyang range.

Nanyang is a general name, the scope is huge, perhaps from the map, compared to the Central Plains is an island, but in fact, the seemingly inconspicuous islands are extremely vast, in the case of not knowing the way, to find a place is undoubtedly a needle in the bottom of the sea.

That's why Zhang Jing invited the Caolu monks to come over, the purpose was to lead the way.

"Borneo is in this direction......" The grass monk pointed to the southeast and said, "At our speed, we should be able to reach it in half an hour." ”

"Then move on. ”

Although he didn't sleep for a day and a night, Zhang Jing's eyes were still sharp.

Cultivating to their realm, flying alone in the sky, without taking others, has very little effect on the consumption of mana, and it will not have any effect.

Soon.

On the blue sea, two figures flashed and flew towards the southeast.

Borneo is rich in products and gold, and is not the largest island in the South Seas Islands, but it has a very long history, and there were a large number of merchant ships to trade here during the Song and Yuan dynasties, and many people settled here afterwards.

Later, there was a Chinese who became the governor here to promote Chinese culture, so on Borneo, you can actually see a lot of houses and signs with Chinese charm.

In the blink of an eye, there is a feeling of being in a southeast coastal town.

When they arrived at Borneo, the two of them reduced their flight speed slightly, and after the tea time, before the grass house monk could remind him of anything, Zhang Jing fell on the edge of a swamp first.

"But here?"

Zhang Jing turned around and asked.

The Caolu monk nodded, and asked with a little surprise, "How did Zhang Daoyou find out?"

Fifteen years ago, Zhang Xuan fed demons in this place, and after he died with the devil, now everything in this swamp has been destroyed, and there is no longer the breath of evil demons.

Even the traces left after the Great War have long been smoothed out by more than ten years.

After all, this is a huge swamp with no one in the wilderness, and no matter how fierce the battle and the great damage is, it will quickly dissipate into the water and mud.

Zhang Jing did not answer.

He could find out that this was the final destination, of course, because of the Great Karma Technique.

At this point, even if he didn't take the initiative to perform the Great Cause and Effect Technique, this strange magic technique took the initiative to send a strong reminder to him, and only he could see that his own cause and effect line fluctuated violently.

Obviously.

This place has a strong causal relationship with him!

Seeing that Zhang Jing's expression was complicated and he didn't speak, the grass house monk stretched out his hand and waved, and the surrounding heaven and earth were suddenly surrounded by clouds and mist, and the power of water in the swamp below was abundant, so it continued to roll up like a lake, like an earth dragon turning over.

Boom Boom!

As the grass dwellers took control, the swamp surged more and more, and soon four thick pillars slowly rose from the ground.

Although they emerged from the swamp, these four thick pillars were like lotus flowers that were not stained out of the mud, exuding a faint light, and the entire space began to permeate with an ancient, mysterious, and vast atmosphere.

It's obvious.

In this swamp, there is an ancient formation hidden.

Moreover, from the middle of this swamp, Zhang Jing faintly felt similar fluctuations on the top of Dongxu Mountain!

"The Gate of Space?" Zhang Jing looked at him and asked, "There is a special space hidden here?"

The grass house monk nodded and said, "Indeed. This is a formation that hides space, but this should be different from the space where the Cave Ruins Mountain is imprisoned. The demon who killed your parents, although it was imprisoned in the formation space in the first place, it had a way to transmit messages from inside. ”

"Moreover, this hidden space is not a small world, but a dark and lifeless place, a silent place that is darker than the underworld!"

"The breath transmitted from that space, even I will feel faintly uncomfortable! If this space spreads, even if the demon is dead, I am afraid it will cause great disasters, and Borneo Island will probably turn into a dead domain! Even the entire South Seas, heaven and earth will change!"

"Fortunately, these four jade pillars are indestructible, locking the space to death, so that the aura contained in them cannot overflow!"

Fifteen years ago, the Caolu monk had been here with Zhang Xuan, and had even fought with the demon god's soul, so he knew a lot about the formation.

Soon.

With the power of the Origin Rule of Water, the Caolu monk urged the four jade pillars, and the light of the jade pillars became more dazzling and brighter, and the ancient and vast aura became more and more intense.

The space began to fluctuate violently.

Although he can't be like Qiusheng and the female ghost Chu Ji, he teamed up to open the door of the space where the drought was imprisoned.

But the space locked by these four jade pillars also began to faintly reveal clues.

It was really just as the grass house monk said.

It was a dark, deadly place of silence, in which even the sun's rays could not reach it, and any rays that entered it would be swallowed up.

Unlike any yin qi and ghost qi, Zhang Jing and the Caolu monks in the Heavenly Master Realm would be faintly uncomfortable.

If there were to be something to describe it.

This aura is somewhat similar to the origin qi of zombies!

However, not to mention ordinary zombies, even if it is the origin corpse qi of the thousand-year-old flying zombie and the bronze armored corpse, it is far inferior!

"It can only be opened to this extent. ”

The Caolu monk stopped, and the urging of the four jade pillars had reached the extreme, and there was no way to go further.

At this time.

The hidden space of the formation is like a huge 'egg', wrapped in an invisible eggshell, between opening and not opening, and the outside world cannot enter.

However, you can sense it in general.

Zhang Jing's consciousness stretched.

There was a dead silence inside, and there was no living creature or soul.

But Zhang Jing could feel that there seemed to be a corpse floating in the space!

"That's ......"

Zhang Jing's eyes widened instantly, his fists clenched, his heart seemed to be raised, and he faintly guessed something.

The thousands of causal lines of the Great Causal Technique made Zhang Jing and the corpse inside inextricably entangled.

Before this, Zhang Jing only felt such a causal association in Ren Tingting.

The grass house monk spoke: "In the space, it is your father's body. ”

If so......

Zhang Jing's mood was extremely complicated.

Over the years, he has actually had the idea of inquiring and finding his cheap father.

In the past, he had only heard from others how extraordinary and amazing his father was, but he had very few impressions in his own mind.

Now, finally, it's time to actually 'meet'.

But in this form......

"Whew!"

Zhang Jing took a few deep breaths, and after slowing down for a long time, he barely calmed down his emotions.

Originally, he thought that maybe he had the treatment of the protagonist, just like some of the ones he watched in his previous life, the beginning of the parents' whereabouts were unknown, and in the end, the parents would appear, and he became an extremely powerful boss.

So before this, Zhang Jing was holding on to the hope that his father Zhang Xuan should still be alive.

It's a pity that this kind is too outdated, and the plot has long been out of fashion.

What is popular now is 'Parents worship the sky, and the mana is boundless'.

"Fellow Daoist of Caolu, let me try it. ”

Zhang Jing raised his head and said.

Although now he can be sure that, just as the grass house monk said, his father Zhang Xuan 'fed demons with his body' fifteen years ago, and died with the ancient demons in the formation, and he is indeed dead.

However, Zhang Jing still wanted to go in and have a look.

No matter how bad it is, it's good to be able to bring the body out for burial.

"It's fine. ”

The grass house monk gave up his position and let Zhang Jing try.

Although his attainments in the original rules can be said to be slightly higher than Zhang Jing's now, he is good at different directions, he is the power of water, and Zhang Jing is thunder.

Maybe the rules of thunder urge the formation, and it is not necessary to completely open the formation.

Boom!

A moment later, the entire swamp thundered and thundered, as if it had turned into a sea of thunder, and the breath of destruction descended from the nine heavens.

The four jade pillars had a different reaction from just now, and the hidden formation space seemed to be a little tumbling, and the strange dead qi inside seemed to have converged a little and was suppressed a little.

It seems that the power of thunder has a suppressive advantage over this strange aura.

It's like thunder has suppression in the face of ghosts and zombies.

But that's about it.

Zhang Jing exerted the Shenxiao Thunder Method to the extreme, and the formation space had no tendency to be opened, and it was impossible for the outside world to enter it.

It seems that if you want to open the formation, you have to find the right way.

It's like Qiu Sheng and Chu Ji can open the spatial formation that seals the Drought Fish.

"Zhang Daoyou, forget it. ”

The grass house monk looked at Zhang Jing, who kept trying, and persuaded him.

"Alas......"

Zhang Jing looked at the dark and silent place without any light with complicated eyes, nodded and sighed, and finally put away the power of thunder and stopped doing useless work.