Chapter 315: The Ruins of the Bai Family

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In the depths of the Jade Mountain, the breath of the third-order demon beast loomed, and the three of He Miaomiao, who were sitting on the flying sword, could only keep their spiritual power running under the protection of Wei Changle.

The banner landscape painting obtained by the Bai Ling Relic Mansion was placed among several people, and the banner waterfall was suspended in the flying sword formation, which was convenient for several people to find a similar place.

"If you look at the trend of this mountain, it is already somewhat consistent with this place, and if you want to reach the place depicted in the landscape painting, I am afraid you will have to go further north. ”

Wei Changle had already guessed that He Miaomiao was looking for a way to the outside world, and he was full of interest along the way, and while manipulating the flying sword to fly close to the ground, he was also very active in the analysis.

"But further north, aren't there many third-order consummation demon beasts, and how many of us can reach it alive?" Li Xiaojiang looked at the waterfall that seemed to be about to splash water droplets from the paper, and said with some uncertainty: "Or... I'll get the news out so that the high-ranking monks can see it. ”

They had already far exceeded the inner perimeter, reaching the inaccessible deep mountains and barren forests, and the weakest aura around them was the early stage of the third order, and it was indeed a little dangerous to move forward.

"Come on, now those people are bent on the Five Elements Spirit Objects and the Passage Cave Heaven, if you spread it, who will believe it? Besides, aren't we all unsure ourselves!"

Bai Muhe completely disagreed with letting everyone know about this first, the methods of the Eastern Monks were unknown, and if someone found out that the source was here, they would definitely be caught and tortured.

Now there is a little rumor about the outside world, and those people are eager to use all means to catch them, once they are caught, they can't hide the secrets on their bodies.

The inner mountain is certainly dangerous, but there is Wei Changle's divine sense alert along the way, and bypassing the late third-order and consummate territory will not necessarily lead to death. But if you fall into the hands of the monks, there is really only one way to die.

"That's right!" He Miaomiao suddenly thought that there was an impenetrable jade slip in his storage bag, according to the Bai family's practice of leaving a legacy, most of them were also related to the outside world, "Senior, look at it, what is in it?"

Wei Changle took the black jade slip, stopped the flying sword under a spirit tree, and laid out a heavy formation to hide and defend before jumping off the ground to signal them to rest, and he probed his divine sense into the jade slip to take a closer look.

After a moment, he pulled out his divine sense and smiled at the three of them, and said, "There is a way." ”

In the jade slips, the Bai family's land is depicted, as well as the location of several important places under the jade mountain, and the whole picture is connected, which is a map of their entire jade mountain.

If you want to reach the place painted by the banner landscape painting, you have to take a dark passage from one of the heavy places, in which there is only a formation, and there are no monsters in the way.

Wei Changle carved the map he had written down on a blank jade slip and handed it to the three of them to look at, and soon found that the place where they were was was not far from that important place.

After the sword took off and galloped north again, the four of them saw the two towering peaks in front of them at a glance.

"There is a formation in the middle of the road, you hold He Miaomiao tighter. ”

Wei Changle took out the spirit rope and walked in front by himself, Bai Muhe had the highest attainment in the formation among the three, and he was at the end, He Miaomiao was the easiest to go wrong in the formation, and was arranged in front of Li Xiaojiang, after Wei Changle, it was convenient for them to rescue.

From a distance, there seems to be only a narrow line between the two peaks, and it is only up close to the gap that it can be used by five or six people to walk side by side.

But the four of them still remained in a vertical row, facing the whistling mountain wind, and stepped into the dark mountain road.

"Huh, what about people?"

He Miaomiao's eyes were full of fog, and when the fog dissipated, the absolute spirit rope in his hand, as well as the three people in front of him and behind him, had disappeared without a trace.

It was surrounded by a stone forest, with no vegetation or trees, and the ground and the low stone slope that stood seemed to be stained with a layer of blood, dark red and black, which looked extremely strange.

She wanted to cry and stood in place without tears, not daring to take a single step, her divine sense spread out and scanned around, but no matter whether she drilled into the ground or into the stones, she couldn't find the so-called 'array eye'.

There was no breath of living creatures around, so silent that even the wind never blew a little, He Miaomiao analyzed and guessed that this would definitely not be a real scene, but an illusion presented by the formation.

However, the general phantom array will be accompanied by a fascination array at the same time, confusing the monk's mind, hooking out the demonic obstacles and obsessions in the depths of his heart, and falling into it is difficult to extricate himself.

But this place has nothing to do with any memories of He Miaomiao, except that the surrounding aura is a little weird, and he doesn't even feel any uneasiness.

Thinking of the breath, her brows suddenly furrowed, and she instantly concentrated and felt it carefully, only to find that there was a kind of vastness that she had never felt before, accompanied by dead air, mixed with aura, which made people shudder a little.

The dead qi here seems to have been condensed by hundreds of thousands or millions of fallen monks, and with the vast and simple atmosphere, it is circling and spreading in the world. The dark red and black stones and the ground were obviously stained by the blood of countless monks.

Only a great war in one realm could have caused such a scene.

But where did she experience any war?

"No, this is not my memory!

He Miaomiao suddenly remembered that she had entered a dream after building the foundation, which was a scene full of devastation and war, and after waking up, she had the memory of the "Yuan Shi Dao Sutra".

She never remembered that dream, but the memory of Zhihai will not be forgotten, the formation here is not without maze, but she hid the picture of the battle too deeply, and even forgot herself.

When she woke up after that dream, she was covered in cold sweat, and the devastating scenes, the power of the five elements and the Tao Yun that she couldn't see through made her feel a kind of despair.

This feeling is not my own, but it is indeed melted into the blood and bones, and now that I think about it, it is probably because of the inheritance of the Zi family.

The Great War must have a great relationship with the ancestors of the Zi family, but because her cultivation is too low, she can't see the overall situation clearly.

And where she is now seems to be the scene countless years after the end of the war, perhaps it is the formation that completely stimulates this existence in the inheritance memory and cannot be completely stimulated by the picture that she herself has drawn out.

He Miaomiao finally understood that the phantom array was not her personal demonic obsession, but the despair hidden deep in the memory of the inheritance.

However, she has not really experienced the war, and even if she is in it, she will not be afraid at all.

"It's been a lot of hard work in vain..."He Miaomiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, since there was no real threat, the formation was just like an ornament.

She only needs to wait where she is, Wei Changle and Bai Muhe will be out of the illusion, and they will lead her out of the illusion.

Sure enough, when the half-pillar incense was not enough, He Miaomiao heard Wei Changle's voice that seemed to be far and near, guiding her how to walk, and after walking dozens of steps according to the direction, she saw a faint white mist again.

When the fog slowly dispersed, He Miaomiao found that he was still standing in the position where he had just entered the crack, holding the spirit rope in his hand, Wei Changle in front, Li Xiaojiang and Bai Muhe in the back, all of them looked like they were palpitating.