Wang Zhi walked in the silent mountain stream, and with every step he took, the rustling sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the stone slabs echoed, and there was no other sound.

Zhao Qian was knocked unconscious by him and thrown not far from the entrance, so now he was alone.

Although he really wanted to kill Zhao Qian, and he did have a reason to do so, Wang Zhi knew that this would bring a series of troubles.

The most important thing now is to find Sun Hu and bring him back safely, isn't it?

Wang Zhi persuaded himself.

There was no crisis in the Xuan Ming Forbidden Land as he thought, but it was surprisingly quiet. Wang Zhi didn't know if this was because he had just entered and had not yet had time to enter the depths, so he did not let down his vigilance because of the tranquility at this time.

Probably because of the special environment of the Xuanming Forbidden Land, there are many unknown plants growing on the stone walls around the mountain stream. Some of them also bloomed with beautiful pale blue flowers, which he couldn't help but look at a few more times.

After walking for a while, Wang Zhi sensitively felt that the light around him was much dimmer.

Is it because the purple-black fog is thickening?

This reason seems to be reasonable, so Wang Zhi didn't care too much. He also noticed that the seemingly chaotic cracks in the stone walls around him seemed to have some kind of pattern, but when he looked closely, he found that these lines were not all in one go, and they spread directly into the depths of the stone wall, which did not seem to be man-made.

It seems that he is too vigilant, Wang Zhi laughed at himself, and secretly scolded himself for being nervous.

The most troublesome thing now is that he doesn't know how far Sun Hu has gone, whether there are forks in the road, whether there are any dangerous traps, he doesn't know anything about them.

But since he wants to save people, he has to go hard.

Walking alone on the dim path, it seems that the underworld takes your soul to shuttle between yin and yang, and the road ahead is long, and you don't know whether it is a hideous ghost or a mighty river Styx waiting for you.

Either way, the results don't seem to be rosy.

Wang Zhi continued to walk, although he never thought that this was any kind of peach blossom paradise, but he did not expect to see the cruel side of this place so soon.

He saw a dry skeleton on the side of the road.

It's not Sun Hu's, and even it doesn't belong to anyone!

Judging by its shape, its owner is probably an animal like an elk. The question is why did it die here?

Wang Zhi pondered this question with a calm face, and even bent down to take a look, but did not come to any conclusion.

In the end, when he cautiously stepped over the white bone, nothing happened, and from this he came to a conclusion.

It wasn't killed by the environment here, but by something in the environment.

That thing, that thing, is a living thing!

Immediately, Wang Zhi felt that the darkness around him was full of bloodthirsty eyes, secretly watching him, waiting for the moment when he relaxed, countless fangs would show out, sucking his blood dry.

After a while, Wang Zhi's footsteps took another step, but his spiritual sense had been put to the maximum, and he would know anything at the first time.

If it weren't for the fact that maintaining the spell would consume aura, he might have rubbed out a wind blade and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Moving on, Wang Zhi finally noticed something.

This road is oblique!

It's not that the road isn't straight, but it's going down.

The fog here is thick, and naturally you can't see the way ahead and the way back, but if Wang Zhi thinks correctly, then there must be a ramp that stretches up behind him.

So, the real Forbidden Land is underground?

Before Wang Zhi could think about anything, a cold wind suddenly hit, as if it came from the underworld, wanting to freeze the three souls and seven spirits of people.

And the purple-black mist that condensed together was also blown away a lot, so that Wang Zhi could see clearly the situation ahead, or below.

I saw that there was a circular Dao altar in the distance, and there were eight holes around the Dao altar, and there was a dense and almost pure black Xuan Ming Qi emanating from within.

At the same time, there were eight stone pillars on the altar, each of which was wrapped with iron chains, and the end of the stone pillar was shrouded in darkness, but Wang Zhi had a hunch that it should be the place where the monks were held.

It is also the most dangerous place.

Whether it is the extremely strong Xuan Ming Qi, or those monks who are bound here and do not see the light of day, they are a great threat.

With Sun Hu's cultivation at the first level of Qi refining, Wang Zhi was really worried that he would not be able to survive the moment when he found him.

The cold wind quickly dissipated, and the fog obscured his vision again, but he didn't stop, and the fortitude on his face flashed.

Brother Sun Hu, you must wait for me!

......

Just east of the Imperial Sword Sect, near the top of the mountain, in a cave.

Elder Wu was meditating and pranayama cross-legged, and soon he finished this Sunday run, and opened his eyes, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"On a whim...... Is it going to be counted again?"

Elder Wu's real name is Wu Daohuan, and he is the same disciple of the head of the sect, and their master, that is, the previous head of the Imperial Sword Sect, is amazingly talented, and is known as the most talented sword cultivator in the Imperial Sword Sect for thousands of years.

At the same time, he was proficient in divination and extremely clever swordsmanship, and even created the Tianxin Sword on his own later, and made a great name in the world of cultivating immortals.

And one of his two disciples inherited his sword skills, and the other inherited his divination.

Wu Daohuan is the one who inherited the divination.

I saw him take out three copper coins, then put them into a whole tortoise shell, and solemnly placed them in front of him.

Then he took out three sticks of incense and inserted them into the ground, but the floor of this cave was a whole piece of granite, which was extremely hard, but now it was as loose as tofu.

Elder Wu flicked his fingers, and the three incense sticks were immediately lit, and green smoke curled on them.

Then he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, but there was a faint coercion on his body, the aura in his body was constantly running, and his robe was blown up by the wind.

The tortoise shell slowly floated, as if held by an invisible hand, and shook slightly.

"Humph!"

With the crisp sound of the copper coins in the tortoise shell colliding with each other, there was also a muffled snort from Elder Wu.

Seeing that Elder Wu's face suddenly turned rosy, and then his color became darker, as if he was under great pressure.

"Jingle bell!"

The tortoise shell shook again, and this time Elder Wu didn't make a sound in pain.

He spat out a mouthful of blood directly!

The blood directly stained the tortoise shell, and even the curling green smoke became a little red, if the original scene was still orthodox divination, now it looks like a living human blood sacrifice.

The momentum around Elder Wu's body also weakened with the spit out of this mouthful of blood, and his brows tightened, and he could see that he was suffering great pain.

But he didn't stop, and the tortoiseshell slowly moved in the air.

"Jingle bell!"

The tortoise shell burst open in an instant, and the copper coin fell to the ground, but Elder Wu was hit by a strong force, and slid out a few meters along the ground, and while his breath was sluggish, his chest seemed to be sunken.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Elder Wu straightened up with difficulty, covered his face with his cuffs and coughed a few times, and when his sleeves were removed, there were already a few more blood plums on them.

At this time, Elder Wu's body suddenly stiffened, but he quickly relaxed.

"Don't worry, this level of divination won't kill me. Although this divination was indeed beyond my expectations, even the spirit tortoise shell exploded. Elder Wu muttered to himself.

When he had finished talking to himself, he came to his original position, where the three incense sticks had been completely extinguished, leaving only a patch of white dust.

One of the three coins fell into the dust, and the other two were stacked on top of each other, blocking half of the coin below.

"This hexagram ......"

Elder Wu frowned and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looking at the three copper coins, not knowing what he was thinking.

"These three copper coins have a fate, but none of them have anything to do with me, so ...... Where am I?"

Elder Wu didn't seem to have encountered such a situation, and interpreting hexagrams was also an extremely advanced science, but no one dared to guarantee that what he had solved was the truth.

Facts are often buried in the deepest depths beneath the surface.

So...... What is hidden in this hexagram?

......

Treasure Chamber.

A thin old man who was sleeping soundly was drooling, lying on all fours on the floor, unaware that all his belongings had been looted.

At this time, a cold wind blew from nowhere, which made him shiver, and then he woke up slowly.

"Hmm~ It's so late. Lao Dao scratched his stomach, looked at the sky outside, and then decided......

"It's time to sleep!"

The old thing is said as a matter of course, and then habitually digging into his bosom, only to find that it is empty.

"Eh, where's my Qiankun bag, my wine gourd is still in it!"

Lao Jin suddenly panicked, needless to say, the preciousness of the Qiankun bag is needless to say, the wine gourd is the same as his life!

Someone stole his life!

Old Jin Dengshi woke up most of the time, and then groped around his body a few times, and finally determined that it was really taken away, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Little thief! dare to steal from grandpa's head. I see who dares to steal my things in this Imperial Sword Sect!"

Old King Kong was about to get up and go after the guy who had stolen his bag, but at this moment a gust of wind blew and blew up a note not far away and pasted it on his face.

"What the hell!"

Old Kim tore it off impatiently, but then became quiet again.

Because it reads: Lao Jin, my friend was framed in the Xuanyin Forbidden Land, and I am going to save him. If you wake up, hurry over to save us! Otherwise, I'll die and I'll pour all your wine!

A brief silence was followed by a thunderous roar.

"Wang Zhi, why do you want to bring my wine when you kid is looking for death! I don't finish !! with you."