Chapter Forty-Eight

After Bai Ya finished speaking, the three of them couldn't help but shudder, and a strange atmosphere arose. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you mean that there are still descendants of the Zhongxing clan who have been living in Baolang Pavilion all the time?" Lian Xiao's expression was a little ugly, even if there were only some traps left in Baolang Pavilion that had fallen into disrepair, it was enough to trap them, not to mention that there were living people to manipulate them.

"It doesn't have to be a living ......"

Ouyang's words made people's hearts feel even weaker, and the little witch's face turned white. She didn't feel scared when a clear ghost appeared in front of her, but this strange situation of the gods and gods triggered the instinctive fear in the girl's heart.

"What then?"

"Keep walking, at most you will be caught by something, and then apply a layer of wet mud on the surface of your body, slowly suffocating in the darkness and fear, until you become a dry corpse mud puppet!" Bai Ya looked at Lian Xiao's pale little face, and deliberately scared her with an expressionless face.

The little witch's face slowly turned from white to blue, but just when Bai Ya couldn't help but smile and wanted to watch a good show, she suddenly calmed down, turned around and glared at Bai Ya fiercely.

"It is worthy of being the Tianjiao cultivated by the great sect!" Bai Ya secretly praised in his heart.

The most difficult thing for a warrior to deal with is not the enemy, and the most difficult thing to see through is not life and death, but his own fear. On the long road of martial arts, only by constantly overcoming one's fears and limits can one climb to the top. Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, one day you will stagnate because of the demonic obstacles in your heart.

Ouyang smiled at Bai Ya, he would not intervene when the two were fighting, in terms of looking at the dispute between good and evil, his mission was only to observe, without any personal feelings.

No matter how Bai Ya and Lian Xiao intrigue here, even if they do something unethical, he will only be a "quiet beautiful man" on the sidelines. Then write on a certain record, "What year and month, what did a certain disciple of the Qingcheng Sect (Heavenly Demon Dao) do in such and such a place".

"Papapa~"

The passage was too narrow, and the footsteps of the three of them echoed in the distance, making it seem that the surroundings were exceptionally silent, as if they could hear their own heartbeats.

The uneasiness in Bai Ya's heart became more and more intense, and he felt that he was walking into a bloody mouth, as if he was going from the world to hell. He secretly observed the other two companions, and noticed that they had also slowed down, and should have been aware of it.

It's just that the back road has been closed, and they now have only one option left to move on. The strange atmosphere lasted until a bright light appeared at the end of the corridor, and the three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When they came to the end of the corridor, a warm hot wind greeted them, dispelling the rich gloomy atmosphere in the corridor, and couldn't help but lift the spirits of the three of them. When they saw the situation outside the corridor, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The situation here was somewhat unexpected, and the previous uneasiness seemed like a nightmare.

The exit of the road is connected to a huge courtyard, which is flanked by patches of flower beds planted with plants, with an octagonal well in the center and a stone monument archway at the back, inscribed with the word "Market City".

Most of the plants in the flower beds on both sides of the courtyard have withered, and only a few plants are still alive and tenacious, but looking at their yellow leaves and looking sluggish, it can be seen that they will not last long.

The most peculiar part of the place is the octagonal well, where a red bead the size of a child's fist floats two meters above its mouth. The beads emit a scorching energy that illuminates the entire courtyard like a light bulb.

"Chi Yanzhu!" Lian Xiaomei's eyes lit up, and she was just about to take a step when she suddenly remembered something, her body was stunned, and she turned around and asked, "Mr. Ouyang, may you see if there is a trap here?"

"The style of this place is different from that of Baolang Pavilion, and if you guess correctly, this building, including the courtyard, may be the newly built living area of the last bloodline descendants of the Zhongxing clan after escaping into the secret realm. ”

Ouyang pondered for a moment, and then gave his guess, "I can't see if there are traps here, at least there are no traces of formations......

Lian Xiao couldn't help nodding, she didn't feel the fluctuation of the magic circle's energy.

If this place was really built by the refugees after the fall of the Zhongxing clan, then there really should be no traps.

If the intruding foreign enemies can pass through those master-level traps on the periphery of Baolang Pavilion, the fleeing people don't have to bother struggling anymore. If the foreign enemy couldn't find the secret realm of the extravagant corpse, or couldn't get through the magic circle on the periphery of Baolang Pavilion, then why would they waste their last little bit of resources to build a low-level mechanism magic circle.

Wanting to be here, Lian Xiao walked out of the corridor directly, wanting to take the red flame bead suspended above the octagonal well.

"Lian girl, wait first, don't be in a hurry to get the beads, without the red flame beads, it will be dark here. Ouyang greeted with a wry smile.

"Hey, hey!" White Cliff grinned.

"Thank you Mr. for reminding me!" Lian Xiao's figure froze, and he turned back to Ouyang and chuckled, erasing the embarrassment lightly. However, when Ouyang walked over, he suddenly had a pretty face, and glared at Bai Ya again.

Bai Ya shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and seeing that Lian Xiao showed signs of an outbreak, he hurriedly followed Ouyang.

"Brother Ouyang, what is the Red Flame Bead?" he asked softly.

"The Red Flame Bead is a crystal bead born in the earth's fire, containing abundant fire vitality energy, and it has a wide range of uses. The high-quality Red Flame Bead can also be used as an aid to certain fire-attribute martial arts techniques. ”

Ouyang explained with a smile, "The Red Flame Bead used for lighting is usually not too high-quality, but this one ...... Let's take a closer look under it. ”

He came to the octagonal well, but instead of observing the red flame bead, he took possession and inspected the octagonal well.

"It's so deep!" Bai Ya leaned over to look at the well, and immediately raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Except for the more than 100 meters illuminated by the Red Flame Pearl, there was darkness below the well, as if it was going straight to the abyss.

"That's right!" Ouyang looked at the well, and then wiped the inner wall of the well with his fingers, and then nodded.

"This well is not a well, but a hearth, which is connected to the fire underneath. Ouyang said with a smile, "I think it should have been built by the descendants of the Zhongxing clan who fled into the secret realm of the extravagant corpse, and they used the power of the earth and fire in the secret realm to compete with the yin environment, so that the house here can live for a long time, and the flower garden can grow fruits and herbs, which has lasted for hundreds of years." ”

According to common sense, normal people can't live in the secret realm of luxury corpses, but human creativity is infinite, and the refugees of the Zhongxing clan still came up with some solutions in a desperate situation.

"In this way, it is possible that we will meet the descendants of the Zhongxing clan who are still alive?" Bai Ya and Lian Xiao's expressions immediately became solemn.

"I don't know about this. Ouyang smiled bitterly, "If the Zhongxing clan really has descendants alive, then there is a chance that it will be here, but now it ......."

Before Ouyang finished speaking, Bai Ya and Lian Xiao understood.

They have all gone deep into this place, if there are still living people in the descendants of the Zhongxing clan, then how can they not come out!

"Either way, just go in and see. Lian Xiao's eyes flashed and walked towards the archway.

The courtyard here is only the front yard of the mansion, and behind the torii is the main house.

Lian Xiao and Ouyang walked through the archway successively, but Baiya walked in front of the archway, but stopped to look at the word "ruin" on the archway.

"Ruins" are places that have been inhabited but are now abandoned, and the place where they live now is called "ruins", and it is completely conceivable that the great sense of loss after the failure of the restoration of the Nakayo clan. But to call such a small mansion a "city" shows the pride they have cultivated in their bones.

It's just that Baiya took two glances at the archway, and when he stepped again, he found that there was no one in front of him.

Behind the torii is a courtyard-like patio, through which you can see the scene behind it at a glance. Lian Xiao and Ouyang, who had just passed through the archway, had lost their traces, as if it was just a spring dream without a trace.

Bai Ya's pupils dilated instantly, and a chill appeared on his back.

It's not a big deal for Lian Xiao and Ouyang to fall here, no matter how talented one is, the other is not very knowledgeable, but his strength is not high. But such a short distance can make him unaware, which is a bit scary.

"Could it be that there is a magic circle behind the archway that is so clever that they can't even detect it......" Bai Ya's face was a little ugly, Lian Xiao didn't care about it for the time being, but he could still hide it from Ouyang's eyes, this magic circle was not simple.

"Enter, or not enter...... Bai Ya's expression changed for a while, and finally sighed and walked across the archway.

The back road has been broken, and he is not Ouyang, even if he retreats to the corpse hall, he will not be able to find the stone steps of Yongdao to get out. Now I only hope that this is just a blinding method set up by the Zhongxing Clan, not a magic circle that even Ouyang can't detect.

"Hey, this is ......"

As soon as the white cliff stepped over the archway, he immediately knew what was going on. He felt as if he had passed through an invisible membrane, and the torii turned out to be a portal, an entrance portal similar to the mustard seed space.

Ouyang and Lian Xiao didn't feel wrong, there was indeed no magic circle here, but it was incorporated into a huge mustard seed space.

"That archway turned out to be a space magic weapon!! Bai Ya couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

Ordinary mustard seed bags only have a few cubes, and even the Divine Hidden Ring of White Cliff is only equivalent to the sum of several mustard seed bags. And this archway can accommodate the entire mansion, the value of this space magic weapon is immeasurable, and it is estimated that it is the greatest heritage of the Bank of China.

Surprised, Bai Ya vigilantly looked at the surrounding environment.

The place where he was a large hall, the size of almost half a football field, and Lian Xiao and Ouyang were still nowhere to be seen. And not far in front of him, there was an old man in gray looking at him with burning eyes.

The old man in gray looked very old, with white eyebrows hanging down his shoulders, his face was full of old age spots, and his complexion was gray. A pair of skinny, withered palms were holding a white jade cane, with a rickety figure, only a slight squint of light in their eyes, looking up and down at the white cliff.

"Don't panic, little friend, old and decrepit!"