The scene of the day reappeared, and Qian Yang also relived the shocking and magnificent scene again. To say that when something happened, Qian Yangyang was shocked, and he didn't think about many things. But after watching this second time at this time, Qian Yang suddenly had doubts.

There is no doubt that the primordial god who snatched away is the red-faced old man who passed on his secret to his heart, and this red-faced old man should be the same person as Chixiazi, who built the sword test place. Moreover, this Dao Yuan Shen and Ye Shuran should be inextricably linked, Qian Yang was sure that when Ye Shuran arrived, she should have had a detailed communication with that Yuan Shen.

Then, Huo Jian, who was possessed, disappeared, and the Yuan Shen disappeared without a trace.

There was no problem with this, it was not easy to take it away, since the Yuan Shen entered Huo Jian's body, it had been rotting all the time, Qian Yang believed that this process should be irreversible, and Huo Jian's physical collapse was just a matter of a little sooner or later.

But his behavior before the collapse was very weird, or incomprehensible.

The collapse of the physical body was imminent, what was "Huo Jian" busy doing? He only did one thing, and that was to condense a hexagonal prism by not knowing how to use it. Then as soon as the hexagonal prism appeared, it was thundered and split into pieces, but "Huo Jian" was not surprised by this and calmly responded to the robbery.

Here's the problem, let's not talk about what the hexagonal prism is for, just say that you know that if you get it out, it will be struck by lightning, why do you go to such great lengths to get it out? Could it be that the purpose of the achievement is to leave some fragments?

"Huh?" Qian Yang suddenly felt that he had grasped the point of the matter.

When you have ruled out all the possibilities and there is one left, no matter how impossible it is, that's the truth of the matter.

"The red-faced senior took so much effort, is it just to leave me this fragment of a hexagonal prism?" Qian Yang's mouth opened unconsciously and couldn't close at all.

"What is this thing for?" Qian Yang fiddled with the hexagonal stick fragment over and over again: "Huh, hexagonal prism, hexagonal bottom, I seem to have seen something that is also hexagonal?"

The light in Qian Yang's hand flashed, and a plate that he had pressed the bottom of the box appeared in his hand.

"By the way, the red-faced senior said that this plate is called Xianfang Mirror!" Qian Yang held up the plate with one hand, and sure enough, he saw the hexagonal groove in his impression on the top of this "Xianfang Mirror".

Looking at the size of the hexagon, Qian Yang's heartbeat began to accelerate, there is no doubt that the bottom surface of the hexagonal spar should be just enough to be inserted here

A plate inside!

To plug in or not to plug in? That's a question!

The matter is already very clear, the red-faced old man knew that the Xianfang mirror was in Qian Yang's hands, so he left him this half of the hexagonal crystal, which naturally meant that Qian Yang wanted to insert it and try it.

But what happens when you plug it in?

Qian Yang didn't know.

Not only did he not know, but Chixiazi, who left the Xianfang Mirror, should not know either. That Chixiazi didn't even mention anything about hexagonal prisms!

Chixiazi didn't know, but why did the primordial god know? Did he finally find the answer after searching for an unknown number of lifetimes? Or after his death, he broke free from the shackles of the physical body and naturally remembered the past?

Qian Yang thought about the bearing of the primordial spirit that day, and felt that it should be the possibility of the latter.

"Will the red-faced senior harm himself?" Qian Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying in his heart that he was a little shrimp, so what was worth remembering.

Case......

Qian Yang picked up the spar, no longer hesitated, and inserted it into the Xianfang mirror with a "click".

The five-colored light flashed, and Qian Yang did not dare to move lightly. After a few breaths, he suddenly felt a blur in front of him, shook his head, and when he opened his eyes again, Qian Yang found that he was already in a sea of clouds. The sea of clouds is endless, looking magnificent, and a strange aura from around his body makes the pores around Qian Yang's body unconsciously stretch.

Not far in front of Qian Yang, a steep stone monument towered into the sky. There are three big characters written on it like a knife and an axe - Immortal Fang!

"What's the situation?" Qian Yang was really blindsided, and said in his heart, what is this broken mirror, where did this come to me?

"That's right, mirror!" Qian Yang lowered his head, and suddenly found that the Xianfang mirror in his hand, which was originally not gold or wood, had really turned into a silver round mirror at some point, leaving only an empty hexagonal slot next to it. And the mirror surface that is as smooth as water can't illuminate his face clearly, and what's even more strange is that on the mirror, there is also a line of small characters clearly written - Welcome to the Immortal Fang.

Qian Yang went crazy: "What does this mean? What is Xianzhifang? Why is it still a traditional Chinese character? What kind of trouble is this?"

Qian Yang stretched out his finger and pointed at the handwriting on the mirror a little frantically. This is a common problem of people who have used touch screens, and when they see words on the glossy surface, they subconsciously want to reach out and point them.

It turns out that Qian Yang thinks too much, no matter how he orders, there are still so many words on the mirror, no more, no less.

The mirror didn't react, and Qian Yang could only find other ways.

"Is anyone there?" Qian Yang tried to shout.

The answer, of course, is no.

Well, it is better to ask for others than for yourself. Qian Yang looked around, except for the clouds around him, the strange atmosphere in the air, he couldn't figure out anything for a while. There is nothing special about the surrounding scenery, if there is anything eye-catching nearby, it is the stone tablet engraved with words not far away.

Qian Yang held the mirror and walked cautiously towards the stele, but until he walked to the stele, there was still silence all around. Looking at the stone tablet that was close at hand, Qian Yang Ghost stretched out his hand like a god and slowly pressed his palm on the stone tablet.

As soon as the light changed, the sea of clouds instantly retreated, and even the stone tablet disappeared without a trace, replaced by several colorful light gates in front of it, each light gate was still shining with dazzling handwriting, which were - Jinxian Fang, Tianxian Fang, Earth Immortal Fang, Human Immortal Fang, and Xiantong Fang. And next to these five light gates, there is also a small gray door, and on it are written two big words - exit!

"Oh! I don't know if you did this earlier!"

Qian Yang suddenly realized, looked down at the mirror in his hand again, and saw that the words on it had indeed changed-please choose to enter the area.

Qian Yangxin said that your user experience is too bad, and it makes people confused when you just come in, I know how to play?

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Yang walked towards the light gate with "Renxian Fang" written on it, but who knew that as soon as he stepped into the light gate, he was pushed back by a soft force.

"Can't get in?" Qian Yang frowned, and instead tried to enter the light gate with "Dixian Fang" written on it, but he was still not allowed to enter. Qian Yang estimated that he might not be able to enter the Tianxian Fang and the Golden Immortal Fang, but he still persistently tried it before he died.

"It seems that you can only enter this!But what if you can't get in here?" Qian Yang's expression was very entangled, but he had no other choice, he couldn't go out directly from the exit!

Qian Yang moved slightly, but there was no obstructive force in front of him.

"Sure enough, there must be a way to live!" Qian Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately after, he was stunned by the scene that appeared in front of him out of thin air. Looking down again, the words on the mirror have changed strangely - the remaining time limit: twenty-three hours, please fill the immortal crystal in time.

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