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Chen Yang was at a loss for words, but the situation that was originally very dangerous was resolved so lightly, which made his heart full of surprises, and he didn't bother to think about these things. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Taking a deep look at the Yingxian Stone, Chen Yang realized something in his heart.

It seems that this Yingxian Stone is not just used to welcome visitors as he thought. It's more like a dismount from the True Yang Gate to the visiting monks, to remind the monks who come here what kind of place this is.

Chen Yang couldn't help but shake his head, the Heart Dao True Yang Sect may have been the overlord of the East China Sea for a long time, so he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, no wonder it will be attacked by the major sects.

However, this Yingxian Stone is not all bad, as long as the mind is firm and successfully overcomes the pressure brought by it, the benefits obtained are also very huge.

No, his spiritual power has skyrocketed, saving almost several years of hard work, this is still a trivial matter, the key is that the forging magic has also broken through the bottleneck of more than ten years without the slightest progress, and the second layer of forging the magic has been practiced, and the divine consciousness has increased greatly.

Thinking of his divine sense, Chen Yang's heart moved, he had just successfully escaped from the predicament, and under the joy, he didn't have time to take a closer look, but now he carefully checked his divine sense, only to find that there was something indescribable in his divine consciousness.

Unknown changes.

It's just this kind of change, Chen Yang didn't say he had seen it, he hadn't even heard of it. He couldn't help but be amazed. But after studying for a long time, I didn't come up with a reason.

Fortunately, although this kind of Peng R is not clear, it is not a bad aspect, Chen Yang thought about it for a while, and then put it in the back of his mind, and when he got out of the ruins and had plenty of time, it was not too late to study and study.

The top priority is to go up the mountain first to search to see if you can find any heavy treasures, whether you can find the exercises of Xuanming True Yang Gong, the delay in front is a little too long. He didn't want to collide with those monks from Kowloon Island and have more variables.

A look of anticipation flashed in Chen Yang's eyes and he was about to walk towards the mountain, as soon as Fang took a step, before he could make any other moves, he felt that his body was weak, and the meridians everywhere were also faintly painful.

Chen Yang was naturally shocked, and hurriedly looked inward, only to find that it was a false alarm.

There is no big problem with the body, but when it is against the momentum emitted by the Yingxian Stone, the spiritual power overdraft is too strict, not only is the spiritual power exhausted, but the body is empty, and the meridians are slightly damaged.

Chen Yang put his mind at ease and the meridians were only slightly damaged, and with a buffer time of a day or two, they could heal on their own. However, during these two days, it is best not to guide people to do it, so as not to aggravate the injury.

As for the spiritual power, Chen Yang smiled slightly, it was just a matter of a few pills, and compared with the huge benefits obtained, it was not worth mentioning.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, the white light flashed, and several jade bottles of different colors appeared in his hand, and he poured out seven or eight pills with different appearances but strong medicinal fragrance, and took them together.

Then he sat cross-legged, refining the medicinal power, and at the same time holding two mid-rank spirit stones in his hands.

With a stick of incense, Chen Yang's spiritual power has recovered a little, and it is naturally far from enough to fight with people, but there is no problem with action or anything.

The rest of the spiritual power is slowly replenished. It's better not to waste time here. I don't know why, he felt a little uneasy, as if something big was about to happen, thinking of the ruins and the monks of Kowloon Island, his heart became even more uneasy.

His spiritual sense has always been very effective, and the last time he went to the ancient monk's cave, he found the abnormality of the middle-aged scribe, so this time he was even more convinced!

Chen Yang didn't delay any longer, his body shook, and he floated towards the mountain.

Similar to Tianyao Peak, there is still a bluestone staircase here, the steps are very long, winding, and hidden in the verdant, and there is no end in sight.

But the steps here are longer, enough to accommodate more than a dozen people walking together without being crowded at all: they are also wider, with each step more than a foot wide.

Chen Yang's expression was slightly solemn and he released his divine sense, this is already the mountain gate of the True Yang Gate, maybe there are some powerful and abnormal prohibitions waiting in front.

After a while, Chen Yang didn't notice anything abnormal, so he walked up cautiously, his divine sense was still monitoring the surrounding situation with all his might, preparing to retreat immediately as soon as there was any trouble, and he would be in a safe place first, after all, his spiritual power was very depleted at this time, and he had not yet recovered.

Along the way, the tragic scene near the bluestone steps made Chen Yang secretly shake his head.

The corpses lying around, all kinds of broken and damaged magic weapons, magic weapons, and terrifying traces of battle!

Rao is Chen Yang has also experienced a lot of bloody storms, and there are countless battles large and small, and there are not a hundred monks who died in his hands, but also eighty, and there are even Jindan period monks. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

And the higher he went, the higher the cultivation of the fallen monks, and Chen Yang even saw several corpses that were suspected to be Yuan Infant monks. It made him smack his tongue even more.

Two hours later, Chen Yang tilted his head, his mouth slightly open, and stared blankly at a white jade field connected by bluestone steps more than ten zhang away.

Coming to the core area of Zhenyangmen in such a smooth way was really beyond Chen Yang's expectations.

Previously, he was even mentally prepared to face layers of obstacles, even if he was blocked by the prohibition of the magic circle, it was not surprising. Unexpectedly, he actually came up so easily. There is something like in a dream.

After being stunned for a long time, Chen Yang smiled dumbly, no matter what, whether the ban was all broken, or whether the ban was not opened, it was a good thing to be able to get here easily.

At this time, Chen Yang was in the mood to look at the situation on the field, and when he saw it, he couldn't help frowning secretly.

If the scene he had seen before was already horrific, the scene in front of him was simply a slaughterhouse!

The "wide" field here is hundreds of acres in size, and the ground is all paved with fine jade of several feet in size and neatly cut, but at this time, there are a large number of corpses in the horizontal and vertical directions.

The wanton flow of blood condensed into a large area of purple and black, almost completely covering the crystal white jade on the field, which was shocking!

Chen Yang looked away expressionlessly, and every few zhang around the field, there was a white jade pillar several zhang high, and each white jade pillar was carved with some mysterious and complex runes, although it had experienced tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, it still exuded a bright aura.

Looking at it intently, among these runes, Chen Yang knew in his heart, and only one or two of them knew a little about their use.

Counting carefully, there are as many as one hundred and eight of these white jade pillars, which is in line with the number of heaven and earth. But most of them are broken, only a few jade pillars are intact, and even some jade pillars have been attacked by various spells and magic weapons, leaving only a little residue on the ground, if you don't look at it carefully, it is difficult to connect it with the jade pillars.

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand rubbed his chin, and there was a thoughtful look on his face.

These one hundred and eight jade pillars must be a very powerful formation. Otherwise, the coalition forces of the major sects in the East China Sea would not have suffered such heavy losses here.

However, it is cheaper for itself. If there were no allied monks to open the way in front, he would not have been so smooth.

Immediately, Chen Yang's eyes fell on the other side of the field, where there were more than ten paths, leading to different places, and in front of each path, there were stone tablets written on them.

Chen Yang floated over without hesitation and looked at them from left to right.

"Black Water Prison Hanguang Hall True Yang Hall Hundred Refining Hall" Chen raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and softly read out the place where the path leads.

"Black Water Prison, listening to the name, it seems to be a prison-like place, maybe there are some demons and monsters in it, there should be no oil and water, it is not worth visiting: Hanguang Palace, its meaning is unknown, but it is difficult to guess, put it aside first: Zhenyang Palace, needless to say, is where the main hall of Zhenyangmen is located, a place to deal with major affairs of the sect, the status is quite high, but unfortunately, there should be no good things: it is a hundred refining halls, at first glance, it is a place for refining weapons..............."

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and he secretly guessed the purpose of each place from the name.

Suddenly, Chen Yang slapped his forehead suddenly, and couldn't help but curse himself as "stupid" in his heart.

How can you forget the map left by Liu Yuanzhen! With the map of Zhenyangmen, you still need to guess here?

Chen Yang hurriedly took out a jade slip from the storage bag and pasted it on the corner of his forehead, his divine consciousness immersed in it.

After a meal, Chen Yang raised his head and looked at the more than ten paths in front of him, and the plan in his heart had a rough outline.

He pondered for a while, and felt that there was no big problem with noon, so he made up his mind.

"It's fine somewhere else. The three places of Bailian Hall, Qianling Pavilion and Qingbao Yuan are definitely to be visited. Several other places, such as the Xuanbao Pavilion and the Reading Hall, although their status in the Zhenyang Gate is more important, the possibility of storing heavy treasures back then is also greater. But don't forget, when the remnants of the True Yang Gate monks evacuated here, they didn't leave in a hurry, since the Heavenly Medicine Peak and other places were so clean, then, there was no reason to let go of those few important places. On the contrary, it is the three places that I have chosen, and there may be some things left. Chen Yang thought about it like this, and immediately shook his figure, turned onto a small road, and looked at the stone monument in front of the path, but it led to the Hundred Refining Hall.

On tiptoe, Chen Yang's figure was as if he was nothing, and his big sleeves fluttered forward a few feet away, as if walking against the wind!

After turning a few corners and walking only two miles away, Chen Yang came to a courtyard, with no less than hundreds of houses stacked on top of each other, and the gate alone was several feet high, which looked very imposing.

However, at this time, the door was opened, the breeze blew open, and the long-decayed and rusty gate made a "squeak" and "squeak" sound.

Chen Yang's face was a little ugly, and he had some bad feelings in his heart, but since he came, no matter whether Feng gained or not, he always had to go in and take a walk. ！。

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