The copper kettle was given to Tang Qian by Sima, this kettle took them to find their fingers for the first time, took them to Yunhu for the second time, and then found them to enter the Wuyun Cave, Tang Qian never figured out whether this was deliberately left by Sima to understand the Xudu, or whether this copper kettle itself has some internal operating mechanism, Tang Qian felt that this copper kettle had some strange characteristics when he first looked at this copper kettle- There are too many bits and pieces of complex runes on this pot, and there are many formations and mechanisms, and the final function is just positioning, so that Tang Qian always has a feeling of overkill.

But even if it had such a strange feeling, what else could it do? Tang Qian didn't know, but he didn't need to know, he just injected mana into it.

The copper kettle still spit out a pillar of spiritual energy, the direction was stable, and it should be pointing at something, at least not moving.

"This was able to find me, probably because I was the best to live. The finger suddenly said: "Qingjia's organs are all besieged, I think there will not be too many people who can survive until now after so many years, and at that time, the Yunzhou monks put most of Qingjia's organs in Xudu for banning, after all, Qingjia is dead, and the complete seal of Xudu is similar to exile, even if those colleagues of mine open the seal, what if they come out, now there is no connection between Xudu and Yunzhou......" The fingers are talking, but the voice is getting smaller and smaller, it is an old fritter that has lived for thousands of years, even if it is born from Qingjia, it can be regarded as a monk, and the long life and time allow it to think about a lot of things, its mind is very bright.

"The old man in Wuyun Cave also knows Qingjia, although the role of this copper kettle is to lead you to Xudu, but the clue is Qingjia, whether it is the road left by Qingjia that can lead to Xudu, or me. ”

Or maybe it's the same finger as a finger, from a part of his body.

The copper kettle should be traced by the aura that Yudu Qingjia left in the heaven and earth that belongs to him, and the aura also has characteristics, such as a lifetime of monks practicing Buddhism, then his mana gives people a sense of tranquility and stability, and even the tranquility of body and mind, but he will be mixed, so the mana on his body gives people the feeling that there is everything, and some old monks give people the feeling that Buddhism is boundless, but it is either lonely or free - sometimes it is obvious from the mana of a monk that the monk is good at what spells.

Tang Qian suddenly looked forward to it, this time it was Qingjia's legs, or was it the duodenum?

How can an organ who has been in the capital for thousands of years know something about Sima, at this time, Tang Qian and their last clue now, there is not much time, the monk has already been accurately calculated, and there is still a day and a half, and no matter how late it is, there will be no place to stay.

Tang Qian almost hurried away with his sword moves.

They arrived at a dilapidated courtyard, but it was very close to the center of the capital.

Along the way, Tang Qian didn't see any fear from the people of Xudu, they were even celebrating, celebrating that they were about to arrive in Yunzhou.

There are two door gods at the door of the small courtyard, but the door opens as soon as it is pushed, giving people an illusion, this is not a prison cell, because it is too easy to come in, Tang Qian is very sure that the copper kettle in his hand refers to this courtyard, but when he arrived in the courtyard, the aura pillar on the copper kettle turned wildly as if it was uncontrolled.

There are three rooms in the compound.

The lifelong monk groaned slightly: "Does this mean that there are Qingjia's clones in these three rooms, but who can we find to see our lives?"

Tang Qian frowned: "Maybe what I found was not a clone, but some bad ambush." Tang Qian thought that this was very possible, because he had no way to be sure if Sima knew that this copper kettle was used in this way to find Xudu, Tang Qian suddenly sighed, this Sima has not given Tang Qian a chance to understand a little more deeply until now, even if it is the feeling in the mana, Tang Qian has also felt it, but it seems that he doesn't know anything.

Sima's mana is like flowing water, like wind, although he is in it, he doesn't have any sense of detail.

It's actually scary.

Tang Qian knew that he didn't have time to hesitate, his steps were fast, and he had already walked into the middle house.

After entering the door, it was a little dim, and the aura on the copper kettle also quieted down, emitting a soft light, and it happened to be able to see what was inside.

This is a cage, in the cage is a curled up body, the body is very thin, even unable to see the face, the clothes on the body are almost rotten, it does not move, fingers whispered: "I know this." ”

Tang Qian didn't know how this person had been dead for so long.

The finger continued: "This is Qingjia's stomach, you see that it was originally a big fat man, although it is skinny, but there is a layer of skin on the belly, it is very big, it can swallow almost all the spells in the world, this kind of magic power is actually quite a lot of ancient divine beasts I heard that there are also, this fat man is fed on spiritual energy, and the death qi of Xudu killed him - starved to death." ”

Without needing to elaborate on his fingers, Tang Qian understood that this must be a monster specially created by Qingjia to target the Yunzhou monks, and it was really sad to starve to death when there was a dead breath.

Tang Qian and the others retreated and walked to the house on the right.

Here is a man with only one leg, and he has no breath.

The finger whispered: "This is a bone, it has no great ability, it is to resist fighting, I heard that it was chopped by a monk who can use a sword for seven whole days, and only then did he barely remove a leg, and then he used the price of this leg to exchange it for the two captured monks at that time." The fingers sighed with some emotion: "Then I heard that every bone in the whole body of the bone was drilled through by the Yunzhou monk, and the marrow refining medicine was taken - the bone resistance was not enough to fight, and there was no way to be caught after being beaten, and then because the bone marrow where the cultivation of the body was drained, he was extremely weak, and now it seems that he still did not survive." ”

Only the last room remained.

Only then did Tang Qian understand that the reason why they didn't have any breath sensing before the three rooms was not that they were too weak so their breath was weak, but that they had been dead for too long.

Xia Yubing didn't give up, and ran over first and pushed the last room open.

Then Xia Yubing's exclamation made Tang Qian feel hope—maybe there was another one alive here.

This person is not dead, naturally he will not die for long, and he does not have any breath, but he is too weak and has almost no breath. Tang Qian could only hear its slight breathing when he walked into this cage.

The fingers suddenly didn't seem right, and its voice was a little dry: "This is Qingjia's right hand, well, you know each other, the great monk of life-the master of life! Let's go out for a walk." ”

The person in the cage, who obviously didn't seem to have anything to do with his right hand, said softly: "Since you're here, why not chat." ”

This right hand turned out to be a woman, Tang Qian wanted to laugh, and it was very hard to hold back.