Silent!

The atmosphere was silent!

Some silences are quiet and pleasant, while others are unsettling and tense. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, it's the second kind of silence.

Wan Siwei sat on a stump, this so-called stump was actually a shrub on the ground, the upper part was cut off in unison, I don't know where it was thrown, and the remaining half of the stump in the ground became a small horse, just enough for one person to sit on.

Dressed in sackcloth, he leaned his back against the roots.

This root is one of the many roots of the Korean pine, one of which protrudes from the ground like a mountain cliff.

Wan Siwei squinted his eyes, tilted his head, tilted his head slightly, looked at the trunk of the red pine diagonally above, and was silent.

On the surface, he was ignoring Mu Xiaosang and the others.

In fact, at this time, in his Eyebrow Heavenly Palace, a talisman was slowly rotating, and there were runes floating in the air like smoke, gathering and scattering, and a defensive ten-way wind and rain talisman was in a semi-active state.

The difference between this talisman in his Heavenly Palace and Aunt Jian's is not only the difference in attributes, but also the difference in grade.

Yes, although there is no difference in grade in the urn handed down from the Heavenly Temple, there is a difference in the combination of individuals.

It is divided into nine products, one product is respected, and nine products are the secondary.

Aunt Jian's is a seven-grade talisman, and the four-dimensional talisman is a six-grade, but the talisman in his heavenly palace is a little incomplete, and there is a blood-like mist on it, and you can see that there are many problems at a glance.

Ten years ago, Wan Siwei offended a congenital master, although he escaped the pursuit of the other party, he was also seriously injured and was on the verge of death. As a last resort, he performed the Great Law of Vampire, a method he had learned from an ancient scroll but had never used.

Although his life was saved, problems also arose.

Although the talisman is still at the sixth grade, the level is on the verge of falling, and as time goes by, the cultivation is also constantly falling. The Great Talisman Master's gate is getting farther and farther away from him, and he has never had the opportunity to get one step closer in his life.

However, it is not all without opportunities.

The chance is in that place in the treasure map, the inheritance of the ancient Fangcun Sect, where there is not only the inheritance of the Fangcun Sect, but also all kinds of rare medicines, there, time is stagnant, therefore, all kinds of strange medicines are well preserved.

Among them, there is a Asking Heart Pill.

Swallowing this Asking Heart Pill can make up for the lack of mental nature and restore the broken talisman to normal.

This is what Wan Siwei wants most.

Even if there were more treasures in that place that were far more valuable than the Asking Heart Pill, it was not necessary for him.

Among Wei Nan's group, he was the only one who knew the most about that place.

Although Gu Xiaozhao was clear about what happened in the ancient times, after all, he had witnessed the great battle with his own eyes, but he didn't know what was stored in that seven-story exquisite pagoda.

How does Wan Siwei know?

That's a long story.

Wan Siwei was born in the Fangcun Sect, and his master is the elder of the Fangcun Sect, the master Dongfang Mo, and now the deacon of the Yidu Heavenly Temple of Shu Kingdom.

This Fang Cun Sect is not the other Fang Cun Sect, but there is a connection between each other, and the current Fang Cun Sect was established on the site of the ancient Fang Cun Sect. Occasionally, a disciple was lucky enough to obtain an ancient inheritance and thus soared into the sky within the sect.

Oriental ink is one of them.

He was born in a humble family, his talent was average, and his cultivation of martial arts was just a general person, and later, he suddenly switched to cultivating talismans, jumped thousands of miles, and suddenly changed from an ordinary person to a peerless genius envied by everyone.

The reason why this is so is nothing more than entering a strange space by mistake and obtaining a Bone Changing Pill, and it was also there that he knew the existence of the inheritance place of the Ancient Fangcun Sect, and there were also some vague clues.

However, decades have passed, Dongfang Mo has become a great talisman master, and there is still no improvement in this matter.

Later, he entered the Temple of Heaven and became a deacon.

In the Heavenly Temple, he came into contact with a lot of ancient secrets, and he also learned more about the affairs of Fang Cun Sect, gradually learned about the existence of the treasure map, and also obtained some secret methods about the use of divine thoughts from a certain big person.

In this way, there is a series of things that follow.

At this time, Wan Siwei's heart was tense, he was worried that Mu Xiaosang and the others would break out, after all, it was a well-known thing that Mu Xiaosang and the others were unhappy with each other, but he was injured a little in the black wind, although he had improved through the bloodsucking Dafa, but he was not completely healed.

Among the three, Aunt Jian is the most threatening.

As a talisman master, his spiritual sense is amazing, and he can naturally feel the strength of Aunt Jane.

As for Mu Xiaosang, not to mention that he didn't dare to poison Mu Xiaosang, even if he really did, the golden Jiaojiao scissors on Mu Xiaosang's body were not easy to deal with.

The rest of Gu Xiaozhao is not a simple person.

He still remembered the night when his spell was damaged by the Broken Divine Thought, and it was this kid who broke his spell, and of course, it was more likely that there was some big man standing behind this kid.

Therefore, Wan Siwei is far from being as natural as it seems.

On the other side, Mu Xiaosang was sitting precariously, she was sitting on a blue rock, and the rock was brought by Gu Xiaozhao from a distance.

When entering this area, Wan Siwei had already chosen a high place to sit down, and Mu Xiaosang didn't want to be under this person, so he kept standing. Later, it was Gu Xiaozhao who moved a piece of Qingyan from a distance, and she sat down.

It is also a little higher than the four dimensions of Wan.

Aunt Jian stood behind Mu Xiaosang, and she was also careful about Wan Siwei at all times, although she didn't think that Wan Siwei dared to pick three, but that guy was crazy, who could know what a madman thought?

Gu Xiaozhao sat beside Mu Xiaosang.

He is not only Mu Xiaosang's junior brother, but also the other party's little cousin, plus Mu Xiaosang doesn't care about identity and status, so he has a place.

The reason why Aunt Jian didn't sit down was just because she didn't want to!

It's not that Mu Xiaosang won't let her sit down.

Gu Xiaozhao's expression was no different from before, he was silent, pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were dark and shiny, like a whirlpool, and he had a posture that would not change even if the red pine collapsed in front of him.

Time passed in silence.

Seeing that the sky was about to darken, the darkness opened its mouth and swallowed it from west to east.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from a distance.

The footsteps were unusually heavy, but they were not the footsteps of a strong man who had the power of a thousand pounds but could not be controlled, but the footsteps of ordinary people, whose footsteps fell to the ground, had a dull sound, and were very floating.

How so?

How can ordinary people appear in such a place?

It's simply not possible!

Wan Siwei, Mu Xiaosang, Aunt Jian, and even Gu Xiaozhao all turned their heads and looked in the direction where the footsteps came.