"How long has the Holy Mountain existed, and when did you put the Secret Book on the Holy Mountain?"

Sang Cai smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I really don't know this! It should be a long, long time......

Zhang Yan thought for a while, he also didn't know when the glass treasure house appeared in the world, in short, it should have been a long, long time. So who comes first and who comes after the two, and who is imitating whom, he is still confused.

But in the next moment, Zhang Yan didn't continue to dwell on this question, because he was just curious, and he didn't have to break the casserole to ask the end. There is little connection between the truth of the matter and what they are going to do now.

The more he walked, the more he gave Zhang Yan the illusion of returning to the glass treasure house. Even if he was still wondering if he would regain his thick-backed knife here? With a thick-backed knife, no walking corpse or ghost would be able to escape the fate of being cut in two with one knife.

"It's here!"

In the enclosed space, the echo was very loud, so Zhang Yan and Sang Cai were cautious to move forward, lest they make any noise and disturb those Bai warriors guarding the holy mountain. And such caution is really redundant, because along the way, let alone a human figure, I haven't even seen half of a ghost.

If I knew that this place was empty, now that I think about the tiptoe just now, I feel that it is really redundant and worthless.

On the stone gate, it is completely indistinguishable from the glazed treasure house, with a phoenix-shaped depression.

At that time, the "key" to open the glass treasure house, that is, the phoenix-shaped jade pendant, was borrowed by Zhang Yan from the pothos, and the pothos was returned afterwards.

Seeing this depression at this moment, it naturally reminded Zhang Yan of the green pothos: when the fire poison in his body attacked, the last sentence he heard was what the green pothos said to let herself never appear in front of her again.

Fortunately, the fire poison was finally dispelled, and he survived in good health. Otherwise, the sentence "never appear in front of me again" is the last sentence Zhang Yan heard in his life.

But Zhang Remnant didn't hate her, and Zhang Remnant would follow her wish and never appear in front of her again.

"What's wrong with you, why do you suddenly look so lost?" asked Sang Cai cautiously.

"Is there one?" asked Zhang in surprise.

"Definitely!" Sang Cai replied in the affirmative.

Zhang Chuan smiled: "Sudden joy and inexplicable melancholy, everyone will appear inadvertently, don't care." ”

Sang Cai also laughed: "Telling all the lies so philosophical and poetic can be regarded as a kind of ability." ”

Zhang Yan didn't feel embarrassed, and brought the matter over with a smile, and turned to look at the phoenix-shaped depression and worry.

"Your patriarch must have such a jade pendant on him! It's a pity that we haven't thought about things well this time, if we had paid a visit before coming here, we wouldn't have been so helpless now. Zhang Yan said with some annoyance.

"What is there to blame for this? unless it is an immortal, who would have expected this to happen in advance?"

Zhang Yan shook his head: "Of course, no one can predict everything, but there are many careful people who can minimize the chance of accidents when dealing with things." ”

Sang Cai stuck out his tongue, and then asked, "So what now?"

First of all, let's talk about whether we can get close to your patriarch and get that phoenix-shaped jade pendant in our hands and don't mention it for the time being. The mere fact that we are back in the stockade is enough to arouse suspicion. ”

After Zhang Chuan and the others were ordered to expel the guests by the patriarch of the Bai clan, the crowd went out of the village in anger.

Now, in the middle of the night, they want to go back to the stockade again, so where did they run away with the righteous indignation when they left just now? The patriarch of the Bai nationality himself is well versed in human nature, and he can make a judgment without thinking much about it: If he suppresses this emotion and returns to the stockade in humiliation, then there is no need to ask, there must be a place here that is worth lingering for this group of Han people! Well, the open whistle and the secret whistle are tightly watched, and this group of people must not be given a chance to make trouble......

"Can't you pry it open or destroy it?" Sang Cai touched it and took out the depression, turned his head and asked Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan said without hesitation: "Maybe, but it is very likely that some mechanism will be triggered and bring us ruin." And we might as well imagine that the Mystical Archive is a certain symbol of your people, but your patriarch does not send a single soldier to guard it, so he naturally has enough confidence in the safety of the Mystical Archive. ”

Sang Cai also felt that it made sense when she heard it, but she couldn't come up with any good ideas, so she had to push Zhang Yan: "Then what should we do now?"

To be honest, Zhang Chuan now also wants to find someone to push this issue over: "What now?"

But in this huge space, except for him, there is only Sang Cai left! Sang Cai, this girl is too ghostly, she took the first step in saying this, and in the end, Zhang Yan could only hold back for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "If it really doesn't work, we have to leave here first." If nothing else, I know that there is another person who also has this phoenix-shaped jade pendant in his hand, so it's a big deal to borrow one from her. ”

Although Sang Cai didn't know what happened between Zhang Zan's and Luluo's, but seeing that Zhang Zan's appearance that she didn't want to say more, she didn't continue to ask with interest: "Well, that's the only way." ”

The torches were also about to burn out, and Zhang Yan sighed: "Let's get out of here first." ”

After walking two steps, Zhang Yan was already imagining: if she really spoke like a pothos again, how would she behave, and what kind of attitude would she use to treat herself?

It must be extremely cynical, right?

All of a sudden, Zhang Yan didn't know where the evil fire came from, not only stopped going out, but also turned around and walked towards the door again.

Sang Cai didn't know why, so he chased after him: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Remnant said lightly: "It's nothing! It's just that I think that this kind of jade pendant is a priceless treasure, and I, Zhang Remnant, have hands and feet, so can't I overcome any difficulties by myself? Why bother to beg others for help!"

However, having said that, when he stood in front of the closed door, Zhang Yan was still at a loss.

"Well, although everyone is an individual, they can't do without each other's support. Who hasn't encountered difficulties, who hasn't been so helpless that only others can help them get through the confusion? Don't be tough!" Sang Cai shook his broken arm and persuaded softly.

Sure enough, I am not afraid of doing things, but I am afraid that the words used to be too full.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan's face is relatively thick, otherwise he would really not be able to get off the stage.

Sighing helplessly, Zhang stared at the depression stubbornly: "I can't imagine that a big living person is stumped by your dead thing!"

He stretched out his thumb and pressed it reluctantly into the depression.

From the tactile sensation in the depression, Zhang Yan also emerged from his mind the shape of the jade pendant.

In a daze, perhaps, subconsciously, the piece of jade pendant seemed to come to life in Zhang Yan's mind, and the fiery phoenix in the jade pendant broke free from the shackles and shattered the jade pendant, accompanied by a clear and gentle cry, spread its wings and soared into the sky.

At the same time, the blazing flames filled all of Zhang Yan's thoughts in the blink of an eye, and suddenly Zhang Yan was like falling into the hot magma, front and back, left and right, up and down, all swallowed up and down by endless flames, burning Zhang Yan into ashes in an instant, leaving no trace in the world.

Zhang Remnant snorted, and there was a burning sting pain in his heart, and the intense pain was so rapid, so sudden, that it almost made Zhang Remnant exhale out in pain.

But the next moment, Zhang Yan looked at the stone door that had been completely opened at some point, and froze there: "What happened just now?

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zan's feeling that such a scene was so familiar - at that time, in the glass treasure house, he and Park Baoying, and Gong Zhaoyu couldn't find the location of the "Glass Treasure Book" everywhere, and it was also after he suddenly saw a phoenix that came out of the flames, and "The Glass Treasure Book" automatically appeared in front of Zhang Zan.

However, Zhang Zan's asked Park Baoying and Gong Zhaoyu at that time, what happened to Zhang Zan's body and what happened, but unfortunately, both Park Baoying and Gong Zhaoyu kept their mouths shut, and they made Zhang Zan's efforts to forget this experience.

"A firebird flew out of the stone door, and it got into you, and then the door opened automatically. Sang Cai didn't have any scruples, looked at Zhang Yan in some surprise, and told what she had just seen.

"Firebird!" Zhang Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh oh oh I was wrong, it's the big firebird!" Sang Cai said with certainty.

Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly and walked in first.

The layout of the division is not even the slightest difference from the glass treasure house. The only difference is that the glass treasure house is full of all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, but here, it is empty.

Not to mention, because he couldn't see the wealth of the rich country, Zhang Yan actually had a little loss in his heart.

"Huh, where is the Mystical Archive?"

Sang Cai looked left and right, and the surroundings were empty, not to mention a piece of paper, not even a speck of dust was found.

Zhang Yan was already familiar with the road, and after a little recollection, he walked to the wall and patted it gently, but when he heard a few small squeaks, the two small doors on the stone wall with excellent concealment opened as if they were playing tricks.

Then a thick classic book was also presented in front of Zhang Zhan and Sang Cai.

Seeing Sang Cai staring blankly at the classics, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Time is not much, please ask Miss Sang to help us solve our doubts as soon as possible!"

Sang Cai glanced at Zhang Remnant, and did not delay. But thinking about this secret book, after all, it is a certain symbol of the Bai clan, and when Yi Sang Cai touched it, out of nervousness and piety, her fingers seemed to tremble a little.

Fortunately, it was only a very short moment, Sang Cai turned the title page, quickly browsed it, and said happily: "The secret book says that our Bai clan is actually still the descendants of the Queen Mother of the West!"

Zhang Yan was speechless for a while, and said with a smile: "No matter which emperor in history was born, it was not accompanied by a vision of heaven and earth? This is purely a mythical exaggeration, why bother with this? I think you should first look for a record of the walking corpse, can you?"

Sang Cai spit out her lilac tongue, looking a little embarrassed: "I know, I know!"

But she didn't know that her naughty action made Zhang Yan a little stunned.

The daughter of the rivers and lakes has her own style of rivers and lakes. Like Sang Cai's playful cuteness with her tongue stuck out just now, it was the first time Zhang Yan had seen it in her. It is this kind of unprecedented delicacy that can only appear, because of its rarity, Zhang Xuan is stunned.

"Found it!"

Sang Cai shouted happily, pointing to a place on the secret book, and read without raising his head: "The blood pool of the Soul Rising Sect, as well as the Soul Slayer Knife, can completely decompose the walking corpses they refine. ”

"Soul Slayer Knife?" Zhang Yan silently thought, thinking that it was the thick-backed knife he had lost.

"Oh, the secret book also says that if the walking corpse is fused with the blood of a true dragon, or if this corpse is the body of the Nine Yin, then only within half an hour of the successful refining of the walking corpse, where it was born and where it was destroyed. Otherwise, unless he has the ability to burn scriptures, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal descends to earth, I am afraid there is no way to restrain it. ”

Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of Tang Fan.

Tang Huan is a rare body of nine yin in the world, and her body has also been obtained by Ban Lu.

If Ban Lu succeeds in refining Tang Illusion, does it really mean that the beautiful world will flow like a river of blood and become a Shura hell?

Zhang has lived for more than 20 years, and for the first time, he feels that his time is so insufficient.

"Alright, let's go!" even his tone became urgent.

Sang Cai glanced at Zhang Yan, and said with some reluctance: "Many things recorded in the secret book are both strange and exciting, fascinating, and I am really reluctant to put it down." ”

However, in the end, Sang Cai still put the secret book into the stone wall, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't something like the secret book shared by all our brothers and sisters of the Bai tribe?

Zhang Yan couldn't help but pat her head lightly, and said with a smile: "Because the things on the rotten street don't have rare characteristics, and they are not worth people to follow and go crazy for." Alright, let's go!"

Sang Cai snorted, looked at the secret book twice, and then carefully closed the two small doors on the stone wall.

Her movements were light, as if the Secret Book were like a sleeping baby, and she was carefully covering him with a quilt, lest she should wake him up if she was not careful.

Zhang Zhan saw it in his eyes, and a whim occurred in his mind: In the future, Sang Cai must be a good wife and mother.

"Let's go?" asked Zhang.

"Hmm!" Sang Cai nodded.

And when the two of them just turned around, Zhang Yan looked at a kind old woman dressed in white behind him, chanting and laughing, and suddenly felt that his scalp exploded.

Zhang Zan's mind blocked Sang Cai behind him, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand flew into Zhang Zan's hand on its own like an old horse knowing his way.

The sword aura permeated the entire cave.