The cultivator holding the mirror was only ten zhang away from the two of them, and the mirror looked at a Jindan Realm cultivator with a crazy expression, emitting a gentle white light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that the mirror did not react, the cultivator shook his head and pointed the mirror at the next cultivator.

The two of them were in the depths of the temple, and when they glanced around, they found that several side halls were not far away, and the door of one side hall was not closed, and white light came out from inside.

Yijian said in surprise: "What a clever illusion, thanks to the ancestor being in the ......"

The "ancestor" in the mouth of a sword naturally refers to the "stone".

Blood Chong's voice came into the sea of two people: "Boy, enter that side hall, the ancestor is sure to take you away!"

Without hesitation, the two of them took a brief look, twisted their bodies, and rushed into the side hall along the crack in the door.

The figures of the two were blocked by the crazy cultivators, and the speed was so fast that they did not attract the attention of the cultivators.

The white light flashed, and the two came to a corridor that was a foot wide.

The road is about fifty zhang long, wisps of mist flow in the air, the mist is narrow and long, wide and flat, the long one is several feet, the short one is only a finger, fluttering, like a spiritual snake churning.

The stone couldn't wait to shake, and the voice of Blood Chong sounded in the sea of knowledge between the two: "At the end of the Yongdao, there are many, many powers of faith, don't touch these fogs, take a walk! ”

"Good!"

The mist flows, and it is inevitable that some thin cracks will be exposed, enough for two people to pass through.

"Click......

The cultivators of the Foundation Building Realm were able to control the movement of the skeletal muscles, and the control of the physical body of the two of them was even stronger, only the thickness of the palm, and it was easy to pass through the fog gap.

The further back, the mist actually produced a strong oppressive force, and the shock of the sword sea fluctuated, and it took more strength to control the physical body.

"Oh!

A sword startled, and he accidentally touched a wisp of mist.

Long Ji said: "Why are you so careless, you can only break through! The Oneiroi inheritance is extremely magical, I'm afraid that my realm will be difficult to completely hide......"

The stone shuddered slightly.

Immediately, the voice of Blood Chong came to the two of them: "The sword boy is too careless!"

A mysterious force was released from the body of a sword, enveloping the two of them, and the trembling of the mist immediately stopped.

Long Ji praised: "It is worthy of being an ancestor! ha......"

......

In a huge palace with white light flashing, Bei Fan was scratching the wall with his right hand, and a trace of mist was emitted from his fingertips, drawing pictures on the wall.

A huge palace, there was nothing but Bei Fanzheng, the flat ground was empty, pure white, only the walls were patterned.

"Here we go again...... These images appear again in my mind......

Oneiroi is also known as the god of fate, and the land of the gods is also known as the 'compass of fate'......

The 'god' who haunted the Oneijin Dao Palace in the previous life will definitely leave traces of 'life' somewhere, and Yuwa triggered, indicating that she or something on her body corresponds to the 'traces' of the previous life......

With the trigger, it is completely according to what I have gained on Mount Kinabalu, which means that Oneiroi is the forerunner and the gods should return!

O god of fate...... The harbinger of the return of the gods, the harbinger should be me! It can only be me! But the natal artifact of the Oneiroi is gone!

Natal artifact!

The true inheritance of the Oneiroi, an artifact that can extract fate and change fate, with it, I can get the complete Oneiroi inheritance, and there will not be so many restrictions on 'dreams come true', let alone side effects......

This time it was a flower, and last time it was a bird......

How can I find you?

I know you've been fundamentally hurt...... That's right, the last scene memory that Kamiyama got was like this, where are you in Kyushu to recover?When will I find you......"

Bevan was waving his wrist, and the painting was almost finished.

In a beautiful valley, a purple flower blooms!

"Hmm, who touched my prohibition? What a bold man, and the power of faith!"

Bei Fan stopped his hand abruptly, and his figure disappeared, appearing in the misty corridor.

"No? nothing...... Escape so fast...... What do the guards eat? You can't run away......"

Bevan's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

......

The two were led by "Blood Chong" to a strange palace, the walls of the palace were smooth, there was not a single table or chair, not even decorations, only countless pictures.

It's the room that Bevan is in just now!

The pattern seems to tell some story, and the first picture is a treasure that radiates a thousand rays of light, and it is impossible to see the appearance of the treasure, only a golden light.

It is high in the sky, bathed in divine light, worshiped by countless living beings, the light is infinite, and it is a great treasure at a glance.

In the second picture, the treasure seems to have been hit hard and plunged into infinite darkness.

The third picture is a crystal clear river, with lush aquatic plants and gravel washed by the river, and a naughty fish swimming around.

Fourth, fifth......

"Huh?"

Finally, when I saw the thirtieth picture, there was some change, and it was a portrait of a young man.

It's actually "Chi Zhuo"!

The "galloping" in a sword dream!

As soon as the sword opened his mouth, he wanted to tell Long Ji, but the stone trembled, and the words changed when they reached his mouth: "Haha, junior brother, there is actually a portrait of a man here, he looks very handsome, could it be that the master here is a woman?"

Long Ji said: "Who knows...... Hey, look at this ......."

Above the painting, there is a young and handsome man.

"Hey, is he? the Jindan Realm man in the Fragrance Realm?"

A sword was surprised, and after a cursory glance, there were thousands of pictures in the palace, and every hundred or so pictures, there would be a picture of a person, male or female.

In addition to the portraits of the people, there are also scenes of the scenes.

There is a map that seems to be a relic of the gods, with the words "Compass of Destiny" written on it, and I don't know what it means.

There are also several images of a man kneeling down in prayer, receiving an answer from God, returning home and sleeping and his dream come true.

These drawings meant something, but the two of them didn't have the heart to explore it in detail.

The air of the entire palace was filled with the power of faith, and although the two of them could not clearly feel it, they could vaguely perceive the oppression coming from the air.

The stone trembled, and it was absorbed in one breath.

The stone was still not digested, and a surge of force poured out, taking the two of them away.

The place where the two of them reappeared was on the white staircase outside the temple.

Due to the closure of the temple, the cultivators couldn't go up or down, and there were constantly cultivators coming from behind, all of them blocked up the stairs, looking at them one by one, not knowing what was happening in front of them.

Running the Escape Talisman, the two of them changed their appearance again, their cultivation was not in the Qi Refining Realm, and the animal skin became more and more dilapidated, like a cultivator from a small tribe who came to pray to the extreme.

Long Ji said: "The Blood Worship Ancestor can recover, he can send us so far!"

"Stinky boy, sending you out involves Yu Li, the ancestor has not recovered to that extent, there is a formation to go out in the temple, just borrow it!"

"I see, speaking of which, a temple for the Jindan Realm actually has so many settings, Jingzong is really willing to spend the money...... It's a pity that we don't know the location of the other Jindan Realm Temples. ”

Yijian hurriedly said: "Okay, just know this one for the time being, the location of the rest of the temples, let's explore it slowly in the future, the Jindan Realm Temple is like this, and the base camp temple still doesn't know what it looks like!"

The two exchanged a few words, and then wanted to turn away.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as he turned around, the door of the temple opened, and the cultivators on the stairs rushed towards the temple.

The two turned their heads to look.

The main hall of the temple is bright, you can see the bottom at a glance, everything inside is as usual, the cultivators of the Jingzong sect are walking back and forth to maintain order, but the cultivators who entered with the two of them do not know where they have gone.

A Jindan realm cultivator knelt reverently at the door of the temple, muttering a whisper of prayer.

Looking at his back, it was the cultivator who had previously made a wish to become a Jindan Realm.

An extremely strange feeling came to the hearts of the two, and Yijian and Long Ji hurriedly went down the mountain, found a restaurant, and entered a private room to drink and eat.

Yijian said: "Senior Brother Longji, this temple is a little weird, I originally thought we were in an illusion, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Long Ji frowned and said: "Although it is difficult to turn the Qi Refining Realm into the Jindan Realm, it is not impossible to do it, if it is an existence like Jin Chang's elder, it can be done with a wave of his hand, it is nothing!"

"Forehead ......"

Yijian took a bite of food: "What you said makes sense...... In the picture of the palace at the end of the corridor, there are a few pictures that say that prayer comes true, but they are all fake?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's fake, it's nothing more than a means to deceive the power of faith, as long as there are elder-level masters, what do you want and can't get it......?

An elder-level master, a perfect Qiankun Dao Ancestor-like existence, the world is no bigger than one of his thoughts, not to mention the beauty of the country, even if he wants to become an immortal and an ancestor, it is also a matter of one sentence.

Yijian said: "Why don't you continue?"

Long Ji said: "Actually, I can't say it clearly, Blood Chong Ancestor, you are well-informed, tell us about it!"

Blood Chong said: "There's nothing to say, you will understand when you cultivate, the blessings of living beings are limited by the lifeline, and gradual progress is the right way."

Sweet dreams come true, out of nothing, in the blink of an eye, that is the overdraft and wear and tear of life, beyond a certain limit, there is no use for life, the end is death!"

"So?"

Yijian was shocked, he didn't expect this to be the case, and hurriedly picked up a glass of wine.

Blood Chong sneered: "In this way, if that person is not dead, it is the elder-level master who is secretly pushing it, and if it is dead, hey, it is the master of life who is pushing behind it!"

In the final analysis, there is nothing to talk about without deception, in my opinion, the pictures on the wall are the evidence of their deception of faith, so that they can easily control the statistical deployment.

The next time I go in and take a look, there is a good chance that the portrait of that cultivator is on it. If you don't like Bei Fan, just expose the pattern. ”

"Ahem......"

A sword almost choked.

Xue Chong said excitedly: "Don't talk nonsense, this time the harvest is very big, you pay attention, the harvest is coming......"

As soon as the words fell, powerful and pure soul power poured out from the stone, most of which was absorbed by Blood Chong, and a small part was absorbed and refined by Yijian and Long Ji. (To be continued.) )