"I think you should have seen it too, if you practice the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, you will definitely be able to find a way inside, since you have seen the Witch God Altar, you must have also seen the huge skeleton. Wu Cicada heard the words in the tongue, and even said when he spoke.

"Yes, the skeleton on the high platform, if you stand below, you can see it, and you can't miss it. Fang Yan didn't know what Wu Cicada was going to say for a while, so he could only continue his words, and Fang Yan didn't want to elaborate on his many encounters in the Wu Ancestor Wasteland, but he didn't hide the things that these red bald people also knew.

"With your cultivation level when I first met you, as well as the level of the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique, presumably my brother didn't climb on the altar. ”

"Indeed, as the old brother said, it is still far from the top of the high platform, Brother Wu asked me to come for the sake of that high platform? The dialect said, from the mouth of the witch cicada, he could hear that he was very familiar with the Wu Clan's barren mound, but he had personally experienced the dialect of the power of the bone level, and knew that he was not a little bit different from that power, or one day, he would be able to break through the distraction, but he would only climb a few more steps, and he was still far from reaching the top.

Wu Chanming shook his head and said: "Fang Yan, the Wujizi predecessors back then were already close to the peak strength of the middle stage of distraction, and they couldn't climb on the altar, and they were even injured to get out, so it's normal that you couldn't climb up with your strength back then." ”

"Since Brother Wu also knows about this, but I don't know what Brother wants me to do, Brother Wu just said it. As soon as Wu Cicada's words came out, Fang Yan remembered the Wuji Tianmen Sword on the bone stairs, and listened to what the Red Bald Man said, that flying sword was originally Wujizi's magic weapon.

"Okay, then I won't go around in circles anymore, Fang Yan, I want to ask you to do me a favor, and when the time is ripe in the future, I will go to the Wuzu Wasteland again, and take something from the altar of the witch god and come back. ”

"But, Brother Wu, I have also seen the three red bald men at the beginning, and it is difficult for a few of them to ascend to the level of bones by a few mid-stage distraction monks, and I am only a Yuanying cultivator now, even if I can break through the distraction one day, it is still very far from the middle stage of distraction, not to mention that it is on a par with the predecessors of Wujizi back then. ”

"You are different, you who have cultivated the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging have more hope of reaching the top than everyone else. Wu Cicada Ming's tone was very affirmative, but he didn't know whether to really believe in the dialect or cheer himself up.

"It's rare for my brother to believe in me so much, if I have a chance to enter it one day, I will definitely try again, but I'm afraid it will be a long time later. ”

"You are now in the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and you have even sensed the breath of the Distraction Tribulation, and you will definitely usher in the Distraction Tribulation in less than a few hundred years, with your strength, there will be no big problem in surviving the Tribulation. Hearing that the dialect finally responded, Wu Cicada Ming showed a little relaxation, and said slowly after looking at the dialect again.

"To borrow the words of the old brother. Fang Yan arched his hand towards the cicada.

"Entering the Wuzu Barren Tomb, cultivation is not the main thing, your Sanskrit Technique forging level is the key, your cultivation strength needs you to cultivate by yourself, but I can't help much, but I can help you improve your Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, if it goes well, it is enough to break through to the fourth layer, and the predecessors of Wujizi back then did not reach the fourth layer, otherwise there may be no today. Wu Cicada said slowly.

"There's something wrong with that. Hearing the sound of the witch cicada to help him improve the Sanskrit Formula Forging Technique, Fang Yan immediately paused, remembering the experience on the steps of the bones that day, the heavy body is not recultivated into the soul, of course the dialect knows that what the Wu Cicada Ming said is true, if the Sanskrit Formula Forging Technique can really be improved to another level, it will naturally be greater, at least it will be much better than last time, but it is useless, with the experience of dialects, I naturally know that it is not a simple matter to upgrade this set of exercises to the level, otherwise the previous Wu Cicada Ming would not have said that there are few people in the history of the Wu clan who have been able to cultivate the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique to the fourth level。

Seeing Fang Yan's expression, Wu Cicada Ming even guessed what Fang Yan thought, waved his hand and said: "Fang Yan, you don't have to refuse, if it weren't for this, why would I need you to come all the way from the Heavenly Star Sect to the Wu Clan, if you don't want to go, it would be a good deal, my Wu clan begged you to do something, and it was only right to give you benefits, otherwise wouldn't it be that my Wu clan didn't understand the rules, and you didn't want to accept my help, are you just perfunctory to me, an old man." ”

Speaking of this, the dialect has no rebuttal, thinking that Brother Wu Cicada Ming had already made this decision when he waited for him in the Heavenly Star Sect for more than ten years, otherwise if he just wanted to pass on a sentence, there would be no need to make an agreement for more than a hundred years, and then he arched his hand and said: "Since the elder brother said so, then the dialect will thank the elder brother first." ”

"Okay, follow me. Wu Cicada didn't say anything more, stood up, waved his hand to put away the tea set on the stone table, and then walked towards the depths of the stone room with a stride.

After approaching, Fang Yan found that there was a faint formation mark in the depths of the stone chamber.

Wu Cicada Ming didn't explain much, and when he saw that Fang Yan was following, he began to urge the trick, and a faint fluctuation instantly enveloped the two.

Fang Yan only noticed that the Wu runes on his body flickered slightly, and at the same time, the Sanskrit Technique also flowed, and then a spatial fluctuation flashed, and when he looked around, Fang Yan's expression changed slightly, and there was a huge square in front of him, and there were countless monks on the square, but these monks did not have any breath revealed, or sit or stand, or walk or walk, as if they were statues, not as if, Fang Yan Shen Sense, these monks were simply statues, but extremely solid statues, even stronger than the ancient beast statues that were encountered in the Wuzu Wasteland。

"This?" the dialect questioned, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

"Dialect This is the magic weapon space of my Wu Clan's supreme treasure, what you see is my Wu Clan's people, they have been like this for thousands of years, and they will continue to do so unless they see through the illusion. Wu Cicada Ming looked at these statue-like crowds and slowly said to the dialect.

After speaking, he walked along a wide road in the middle of the square towards the opposite side, and in the distance was a palace, but this hall was much more majestic than the stone hall outside, and it was not as dilapidated as the stone hall.

The more he walked the dialect, the more frightened he became, when he heard the sound of the witch cicada mention that tens of thousands of people were trapped in the phantom array, the dialect was just surprised, far less shocked than seeing the real scene at this moment, every statue was vivid and abnormal, and the expression on his face was frozen at the moment when he was banned, if it wasn't for the slightest breath revealed, he was simply a living monk.

There is no breath, just from the expression and momentum, Fang Yan can also see that many of them have cultivated above the Yuan Infant, and a few people should be above the distraction, thinking that the soul of the distracted monk is trapped in it, and he can't be liberated in his life, even Fang Yan doesn't know what kind of feeling he feels in his heart, as for this magic weapon space, Fang Yan doesn't have too much amazement, he has already seen the magic weapon of the Demon Lock Tower Town Demon Hall Illusion Starry Sky, and this one in front of him is nothing.

A moment later, the cicada led the dialect into the main hall.

As soon as he entered it, Fang Yan saw dozens of monks sitting in a circle, holding unknown hands in both hands, and there was a rune in the middle of them, beyond this circle of monks, Fang Yan also saw hundreds of monks sitting cross-legged, making a gesture of cultivation recovery, I thought that these were also the same as the Wu monks who were generally trapped outside, but suddenly saw that many of them moved, except for the dozens of monks sitting around, many monks on the opposite side raised their eyes to look at themselves, followed by countless divine consciousness sweeps, Fang Yan was shocked in his heart and wanted to urge the exercise defense。 , but saw the witch cicada waving his hand.

"Cicada Song, is this the junior you mentioned for a long time?" After a while, a hoarse voice came, and Fang Yan followed the sound and saw a Wu Clan monk who was even thinner than Wu Cicada Ming, and the signs of aging on his face were more than that of Wu Cicada, and the aura emitted was a distraction mid-stage cultivation.

(Thanks to the 'Internet Kid' Taoist friends for their encouragement)