Chapter Eighty-Five: The Silver Curse Altar and the Flying Shuttle
After Mu Yu finished processing the materials on the three blood-haired spiders, he removed one of the bones of the blood-haired spiders, pinched the water balloon, and cleaned it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info wrapped the top with a crystal wire net, rubbed out a fireball and ignited it, and the released fire light illuminated a radius of more than 20 zhang.
The tunnel inside this mountain is not long, it is not a natural formation, but it seems to have been dug by man.
Looking at the smooth and flat four walls, Mu Yu was slightly shocked, there was no trace of scratching, it can be seen that the monk who dug this tunnel has reached a new level of use of spells, even if it is a monk in the foundation building period, he can't help but leave a slight mark.
After five minutes, a ray of light came into the eyes of the pastor. Walking out of the tunnel in the mountain, Mu Yu took a breath of fresh air, compared to the outside world, the air in the tunnel in the mountain is not circulating, and there is a smell of dust.
"Huh?" In front of him is a small concave basin, surrounded by mountains, about 100 zhang high, the only exit, or a narrow passage between the two peaks, there is a turbulent river flowing, the river is not deep, to look at it with the naked eye, it is estimated that it can be half a zhang high, less than a person's height. And to Mu Yu's surprise, in the middle of this small concave basin, there was an altar of stone grinding!
Mu Yu cautiously pinched a talisman, hesitated for a while, and then slowly leaned over.
After looking at it, this altar has been around for some years, but the pastoral language cannot deduce the age and time of its formation, and there is no special mark.
Around the altar, there were pieces of silver charms imprinted on it, burning the entire altar, and at a glance, I felt that my primordial spirit was about to be sucked in!
"Weird!" the pastor bit her tongue. Silently reciting the meditation mantra, taking a few steps forward, and sweeping it cursoryly repeatedly, without staring at a certain charm all the time, the phenomenon of the primordial spirit as if it was sucked out did not happen.
After stepping into the immortal path, the pastoral memory has been greatly improved, and it is not difficult to see ten lines at a glance, but everything that is remembered will almost never be forgotten again.
"I don't know what the purpose of this altar full of silver spells is, why is it here?" Mu Yu was puzzled, looking at the surrounding environment, it belonged to a deserted place where birds don't, just like the demon sealing platform in Double-Headed Mountain, it was a good place to seal demons, and I didn't worry about being discovered......
Mu Yu shuddered when he thought of this, compared to the demon sealing platform in Double-Headed Mountain, the imprinted spell had been broken, even if there was any big demon or demon sealed, it would have escaped long ago and disappeared without a trace; and this altar full of silver spells, most of the spells were still very complete, he recalled carefully, and suddenly thought that some of the silver spells had been shattered! It proved that a certain existence in this altar was constantly trying to break the seal imposed by the silver spell!
Syllable!
Suddenly, a slight abnormal sound came into Mu Yu's ears, which frightened him as if he was facing a great enemy, and he almost threw out a second-order talisman pinched in the palm of his hand.
The sound came from the altar in front of me, it was...... The sound of a few silver spells cracking!
A fine cold sweat appeared on Mu Yu's forehead, and he slowly retreated, his steps silent, and he walked like a cat's step.
Syllable!
Another flash of silver light flashed away, and this time, seven or eight silver charms shattered!
Retreating to the narrow canyon, Mu Yu hurriedly waded into the water, and rushed out of here with a few steps.
Rushing to estimate the kung fu of touching a cup of tea, Mu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the silver spell altar was too weird, giving him a strong sense of depression, and now thinking about it, he has palpitations.
"Judging by the speed at which the silver talisman collapsed, at most two years, the silver talisman will completely disappear, no matter what the things in that altar are, it will definitely cause huge waves in the immortal cultivation world. Mu Yu whispered, looking at the mystery of his silver spell, he couldn't even get a glimpse of any of the mysteries, it can be seen that the existence sealed in the altar is at least a creature in the Dan stage! or a big demon, or a certain demon! It has been sealed for so long, and it will definitely kill as soon as it comes out!
"It seems that the only way to do this is to report it to the sect and let the sect worry about it!" Mu Yu said secretly, Songshan is located in the territory of Dong'an Kingdom, and when the big demon or demon breaks the seal, the first person to suffer is the monk of Dong'an Kingdom!
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Mu Yu returned to the mouth of the Iron Eater's Lair, he looked at the bloody scene in front of him, his brows frowned unconsciously, in front of the cave, there was a corpse with blurred flesh and blood, and a certain part of the cave was blocked by countless boulders and was in a state of collapse.
Pictures were strung together in Mu Yu's mind, and soon, after thinking for a moment, he guessed the previous situation:
A large number of iron-eating beasts returned to their nests and surrounded the place. In desperation, someone blew up the cave and blocked the retreat of these monks, perhaps finding a second way out of the cave, or using spells to open up a passage to the outside world, and these people became bait and victims!
"If it's really as I guessed, he (she) is too vicious!" Mu Yu gasped, he asked himself, in order to save his life, he would do his best, but he would not step on other people's bones to fulfill himself like this!
Perhaps, compared to other monks, Mu Yu is still a rookie and a young man, such a way of acting is really not uncommon in the world of cultivating immortals!
Either you eat people, or others eat you!
"Huh?" Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and he bent down and picked up a yellow shuttle in a pile of minced meat.
And in the corner of this shuttle, there are three big characters engraved: Flying Shuttle!
"I don't know whose magic weapon has reached the level of a semi-spirit treasure......," Mu Yu murmured softly.
Then, Mu Yu began to search again, Rao is accustomed to seeing bloody scenes, he looked at the smelly minced flesh in front of him, and his stomach was also uncomfortable, like turning over the river and the sea, he forcibly endured the idea of vomiting, and made a fuss for a long time, but only found a batch of rune treasures, dozens of storage bags were torn apart by the steel claws of the iron-eating beast, and the contents were also torn apart with the storage bags, and were twisted into ashes by the power of space, and ceased to exist.
Hit a water ball, clean the flying shuttle, and the magic weapon it found. Immediately, Mu Yu whispered a spell, pinched the trick with one hand, and rubbed out a fireball, burning the broken flesh and bones in front of him to ashes.
No longer staying, and I don't know when the iron-eating beasts in a state of rage will return. Although Mu Yu still wanted to delay a little longer to see if he could find a precious rare manganese stone, after weighing the pros and cons, he shook his head and reluctantly dispelled this idea. The body jumped lightly a few times, like a swallow, and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.
A little, somewhere in Matsuyama.
Mu Yu slowed down his feet and began to gasp and regain his strength.
From the cave where four blood-haired spiders suddenly appeared, to the weird silver spell altar, and then here, Mu Yu has hardly stopped, mana can be replenished and maintained through pills and spiritual power, but physical strength needs to be rested to recover slowly.
Walking in the leaf-covered forest, Mu Yu took out the flying shuttle, played with it in the palm of his hand, whispered a mantra, raised his arm, the flying shuttle turned into a yellow mang, and swooped into the center of a big tree, and the next moment, the big tree surrounded by five people was broken!
"Good magic weapon!" Mu Yu admired, and said happily: "Although the power is not as good as the Golden Jiao Sword and the Ice Ring, it is also more than one level higher than the best rune treasure! ”