Time flies, the mountain top hall is still majestic and towering, the glazed tiles on the roof are still precious and bright, the aura is compelling, obviously not a vulgar thing, every tile to the outside, is the price of dozens of back money.

The shape of the main hall is simple and elegant, the carved beams and painted buildings, especially the dragon's head eaves stretched out on the ridge, the momentum is extraordinary, lifelike.

However, Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu didn't have the heart to take a closer look at these, not that these treasures were not attractive enough, but that the sudden voice was even more moving.

Ning Baifeng's heart sank like water, since he entered the secret realm, except for the setbacks he encountered on the Black Rock Terrace, this journey has been quite smooth, it is easy for people to mistakenly think that this is really a ruined secret realm full of treasures, but from beginning to end, he has a sense of distrust and vigilance.

Because he never believed that there would be a pie-in-the-sky good thing, and even if there were, it wouldn't fall on his head!

This trip to the Yuqian Secret Realm, it was inevitable that he would think of the matter of the young man and the old man in the Purple Bamboo Forest last time, if he hadn't been cautious and didn't drink that cup of tea, otherwise he would have died silently like the two women.

Although Dong Yu has a temperament, since he came down the mountain, he has encountered many things, and in the last catastrophe of the Purple Kite Mountain God, he almost died in the hands of Xu Xingzhou and Liu Dashi.

So for this kind of old guy with high cultivation, he never dared to take it lightly, in his eyes, the cultivators are not as good as those mountain and water gods in the temple.

Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu glanced at each other, and they both saw the vigilance in each other's eyes.

Dong Yu put the shimmering withered grass hat on his head again, and said in a voice from the heart lake: "If the good man doesn't come, the entrance is very likely to be inside, and even these gray mist are related to this!"

Ning Baifeng nodded, and the same heart lake fluctuated, "Now that the fog is surrounding the mountain, even if we get the entrance, we can't go back to the ferry, although the good man doesn't come, if there is no conflict, don't have a conflict, it's best to know the way out from this person's mouth, but we can't be defenseless!"

If you don't understand the situation and don't act rashly, it's self-denial.

Be on guard at all times to prevent people.

Traveling all over the world, only by self-denial and defense of others can we be safe.

Ning Baifeng walked to the main hall first.

Dong Yu followed, holding the sword trick in his hand, ready to draw the sword at any time.

The door of the main hall is high and deep, there is no plaque at the door, when the two of them crossed the knee-high threshold, Dong Yu secretly took the time to glance at the emerald jasper horizontal wooden fang under the crotch, and secretly smacked his tongue in his heart, obediently, the heart of the thousand-year-old spirit wood tree was used as the threshold wooden fang, how rich and generous this must be.

After entering the main hall, a dark aura suddenly rushed to his face.

Ning Baifeng immediately stopped with bated breath.

Dong Yu, who was walking behind, almost bumped into him, but before he could speak, this dark aura blocked his words in his chest.

Between breaths, after adjusting to the dimness in the hall, Ning Baifeng immediately turned back.

All the light was blocked by the portal behind him, and the inside of the door was dim, and the outside of the door was bright, and the inside and outside of the door seemed to be two worlds.

Ning Baifeng immediately turned his head to look at the hall, but after seeing the situation inside, his pupils shrank instantly.

The main hall is magnificent and majestic, the beams and pillars that support the main hall are like holding up a piece of the sky, looking up, as if looking up at the sky, it seems that they are becoming more and more small, but these are just the foil in the hall, what really frightens people is the dry bones in the hall.

Starting from the feet of Ning Baifeng and the others, the ground was covered with white bones, extending to the depths of the Dao Hall until a mountain of white bones was raised.

The originally spacious main hall was a little crowded and narrow because of these hills of white bones, which made the whole hall gloomy and terrifying.

"How many people are dead?!"

Dong Yu looked at the bone mountain in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously asked softly.

As a serious cultivator of the Immortal Family, he has never been on the battlefield, and he can't see the situation of corpses piling up like a mountain, so naturally he can't see the scene of piles of white bones.

Ning Baifeng had also never seen such a strange and terrifying scene, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You said that the Yingxian Sect was destroyed by the cultivators of the Taikang Empire, and these corpses and bones are very likely to be disciples of the Yingxian Sect, but for some reason, they are piled up here. ”

At this moment, the faint voice sounded again, echoing through the empty hall, and only then could it be heard clearly.

"Life is arrogant, only because you don't want to give in, this is easy to be slaughtered, cultivators have always been at large, how can they be willing to be controlled by ordinary people, the monks of the Taikang Empire piled up here after killing people, just killing chickens and monkeys. ”

......

Ning Baifeng immediately followed the prestige, and after careful inspection, he found that on the white bone mountain, there were two faint blue flames, faintly flickering continuously.

The source of the dark blue flame was a strange person sitting upright on the mountain of bones.

The reason why it is strange is because this person is as thin as wood, his shriveled body has no trace of flesh, the craggy bones are wrapped in a layer of gray-white thin skin, and the neck as thin as a firewood branch has a huge skull on the top, if it were not for the two blue flame-like eyes in the eye sockets, it would be no different from other dry bones in the bone mountain.

The reason why it is strange is that there are several iron chains wrapped around this person's body, the slender neck is locked tightly, the broken drum-like abdomen is pierced by the iron chain, and the pitch-black iron chains stretched out to the big tripods on both sides of the bone mountain.

There is a strange man as thin as dry bones locked in the pile of bones, such a picture is very weird, and there is an indescribable horror.

Ning Baifeng held the You Fang staff tightly, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, if it weren't for the idea of being kind to others in his heart, the Cun Si and Chixiao on both sides of his side should be on the head of that strange person at this moment.

"Who are you?!"

It was Dong Yu who spoke up, but at the same time, he also asked Ning Baifeng's heart.

The sword trick in Dong Yu's hand shook, and the withered grass hat above his head shimmered, obviously not at peace in his heart.

Such a person, such a scene, is either a great evil cultivator, or a poor person who is imprisoned. It seemed that the imprisoned strange man was also thinking about this problem, and slowly raised his skull-like head, driving the pitch-black chains to vibrate slightly, as if there was pain in his body, and his blue flame-like eyes suddenly went out, and then slowly lit up again, revealing a look of remembrance in his eyes.

It wasn't until a long time later that the blue flames in the strange man's eyes jumped, and he seemed to have found the answer in his long memory, and then whispered: "My name is Wen Xia, the last sect master of the Yingxian Sect. ”

This answer is a little unexpected, but it is somewhat reasonable, this was the secret realm of the sect of the Yingxian Sect, and the person imprisoned should naturally be related to the Yingxian Sect, but he didn't expect it to be the sect master of the Yingxian Sect.

However, if it was really the Sect Master of the Yingxian Sect, how could he be imprisoned here.

"The winner is the king, the loser is naturally reduced to a prisoner, the Taikang army pressed the border, and after the monks of the army slaughtered the children of my Yingxian Sect, they imprisoned me here, just to deter those sects who were unwilling to give in, after all, the Yingxian Sect was also a bull's ear in the Chen State, with us as an example, other mountain sects looked down on the wind, and the monks of the Taikang army could have fewer casualties. ”

The chains were tied around the slender neck, and the slight movements of the strange man's speech were a little as if they were overwhelmed, and the blue flames flickered non-stop, but the voice was still calm and clear.

Ning Baifeng looked at the strange man on the Bone Mountain and asked softly, "What's the matter with the Soul Eater outside?"

Things?"

The strange man raised his arm slightly, tugging at the chain and making a tinkling sound, and the blue flames jumped again, "The two big tripods that locked me are called the Soul Suppression Ding, and the reason why the Soul Eater didn't dare to rush in was because of the deterrence of this thing." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at the two round tripods that were nine zhang high, three legs and two ears, if they didn't stand far away, they could also see that this was a big tripod, if they were closer, they might be seen as the beams and pillars supporting the main hall.

Even in the darkness, Dong Yu could still feel the momentum of Dading's shocking everything, and knew that this must be a strange treasure, and it was even very likely to be the treasure of this Feixian Mountain!

The treasure of Zhenshan trapped the sect master of this sect, and it felt a little ridiculous to think about it.

Dong Yu shook his head and shook off the weird thought.

Dong Yu let go of the sword trick and asked out loud: "Since you said that you are the sect master of the Yingxian Sect, did the entrance fall into your hands?!"

The self-flown away at the entrance of the ferry made Dong Yu a little difficult to let go, not because he was worried about Ning Baifeng's blame, but because this thing was their retreat, because of the loss of the entrance, the retreat was sealed, and the depression in his heart can be imagined.

The strange man's head moved slightly, driving the chain around his neck to scrape, pulling out a string of shrill sounds, but it couldn't hide the clear and faint voice, "Little doll, you want the entrance, you plan to take it back the way you came." ”

Dong Yu didn't speak, but it was more like acquiescence.

The strange man sighed dryly, and said weakly: "As I said just now, it is a great blessing that you can escape from the Soul Eater and ascend to heaven, but unfortunately, even if you escape the Soul Eater, you will still be trapped here and will never be able to get out, because the entrance has been broken. ”

This answer made Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu both stunned, and the entrance was broken?!

"Why is it broken?"

Dong Yu asked with a slight anger.

The entrance is broken, which indicates that the retreat has been broken.

The strange man didn't answer, but fell into silence for a long time, and then asked softly, "Actually, what I'm more curious about is how you walked the path of ascending to immortals at the bottom of the mountain. ”

Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu also did not answer this question, Dong Yu didn't want to say it, but Ning Baifeng couldn't say it.

How do you say it, do you want to tell the other party that the exercises of your Yingxian Sect have been pushed out by me?

A cultivation method is studied by generations or even dozens or hundreds of generations of ancestors with their lives, and it is so easily reversed by others, this is not just a slap in the face, but a naked ridicule, you Yingxian Sect is a joke.

This man is already so miserable that there is no need to continue to hit him.

However, the strange man on the Bone Mountain seemed to think of a certain possibility, and he was a little excited, pulling the chains and clanging, "Could it be that you are the descendants of a disciple of the Yingxian Sect who avoided that catastrophe back then, and you found this place? ”

Cong Ran was entangled in chains, his thin body couldn't bear the pain, and the blue flames in his eyes flickered and almost went out, but he still couldn't stop the strange man from coming over excitedly, but he was held by the chains.

Silent.

Ning Baifeng and Dong Yu could only be silent, because they were not the expected descendants of the disciples of the Yingxian Sect, and naturally there would be no exciting picture of the younger generation meeting the elder who had disappeared for many years, and then hugging his head and crying, and pouring out his admiration.

In a moment, the strange man seemed to understand something, and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and the dark blue flame that jumped in his eyes with excitement slowly extinguished.

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