Just as Han Li and the others were chasing after the Elder Zhong and his party with the flying squirrels, the Ghost Spirit Sect Master, Wei Wuya, and the others had already crossed the giant mountain and appeared in a basin.

The basin was dark and damp, and the ground was full of puddles of various sizes, which made it very frustrating for the group who had to walk on foot.

Although you can cast some small spells to keep all the sludge and sewage out, the speed naturally drops again and again.

But this time, neither Wang Tiangu nor Wei Wuya complained about anything anymore.

For when they had climbed over the summit of the mountain, they had seen from a distance that there was a behemoth that looked like an altar in the center of the basin.

At this moment, all the people who followed the Lord of the Ghost Spirit Gate here immediately perked up and put their original suspicions behind.

It was the first time since they entered the valley that they had seen such a complete building. Needless to say, it's certainly not the norm. Most of them have something to do with the Spirit Garden that the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect said.

Therefore, the group moved more slowly, but on the contrary, everyone did not look impatient

It wasn't without trying to use the levitation technique a few feet above the ground, but the only thing to gain was that a moment later, a blood-colored lightning bolt struck down from the sky, almost shattering the monk's talisman magic weapon. It seems that the closer you get to the center of this basin, the stricter the ban becomes.

In this way, others no longer think about any opportunistic things, but can only line up and move forward slowly.

A disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect opened the way in front, and when he encountered something like bushes blocking the way, a few fireballs passed, and he could easily open a path out.

After walking for most of the day, the group finally approached the altar and saw the huge figure of the altar from a distance.

The altar is made entirely of white mountain stones, and is in the form of a huge trapezoidal shape with stairs on all sides, and the whole is towering into the sky, which is hundreds of zhang high, which is really magnificent. It's just that the altar is a little far away. Some of them were too tall to see what was on top of them.

"It's finally almost here. It looks like we'll be able to get there in an hour or two at most. The master of the royal gate, Wei is now more curious about how Daoyou knows about the Lingyi Garden. Although Wei Wuya also walked on foot, his whole body exuded a pale green glow. After stepping out with a gentle step, the person slid silently out a few feet away, looking extremely relaxed.

"Brother Wei rest assured, Wang will definitely explain the matter to Daoyou afterwards. The Ghost Spirit Sect Master smiled slightly, as if he didn't care.

Wei Wuya nodded, and was about to ask something more, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed on the disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect who was walking in the front, and his body stumbled. Then it was silently split into two pieces from the shoulder to the waist, and the corpse fell down silently.

"Spatial crack!" When the Ghost Spirit Sect Master saw this scene, his face changed greatly.

Seeing this, Wei Wuya and Wang Tiangu behind him also looked pale as well.

Although they didn't know what the Ghost Spirit Sect Master had planned, they had never encountered any invisible spatial rifts before following the route he had pointed out to enter the valley. Originally, there was still some heart to mention. I've been quite relaxed. But now that a spatial crack suddenly appeared, the two of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The other three Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were also a little pale.

The group all stopped and stopped moving.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect looked at the corpse that had been cut by cracks, and his face was cloudy. And Wei Wuya closed his eyes, as if sensing something with his divine sense, but opened them again after a moment.

"No, this spatial crack can't be sensed by relying on the strength of the divine sense. The presence of cracks is not sensible. Wei Wuya shook his head expressionlessly and said.

When Wang Tiangu heard this, he raised his hand and flicked his fingers. Five shells were scattered forward.

After a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, three of the fire bombs disappeared out of thin air in a flash, but two more flew out from both sides several feet away, hit the ground and burst open, revealing two large craters.

"The crack is small. Just a little off, you can get around. Wang Tiangu said in a slow voice.

"Although this crack is not big, who knows how many more cracks will come out of the remaining part of the road. We don't have so many lives to add to it. And as far as I know, the route we are taking should be without spatial cracks in the way. Could it be that the man didn't say anything about it?" Instead, there was a hint of gloom on his face.

Hear this. Wei Wuya's expression moved, but he didn't ask anything. On the contrary, Wang Tiangu looked at the scroll altar in the distance. He looked at the corpse lying on the ground again, and was a little puzzled.

"What does the master mean?"

The Ghost Spirit Gate Gate Master frowned. Looking up at the sky without an immediate answer, after a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"Originally, I wanted to wait until I got to the altar to reveal something to you, but now it seems that I can't hide it anymore, so I'll show you some truth here. He said with a strange look on his face.

Wei Wuya and the others were stunned when they heard this, and some looked at each other.

The sleeve robe that no one paid attention to by the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect shook, a burst of silver light flashed, and a painting scroll suddenly appeared in his hand.

The scroll is about a few feet long, shining with silver light, and looks very simple and unusual.

"This is ......" Wang Tiangu lost his voice in surprise when he saw this painting scroll.

"Hey, hey, looks like you've recognized it, too. You handed it over to me personally. Everything about the Garden of Spirits is derived from this scroll. The Ghost Spirit Sect Master glanced at Wang Tiangu and said lightly.

When Wang Tiangu heard this, he was completely stunned. This scroll is the treasure hidden in the Mulan grassland that day, and the scroll that is suspected to be the portrait scroll of the Venerable Master Cangkun was obtained.

However, the master of the ghost spirit gate threw the painting scroll, wrapped it in a ball of spirit, and held the painting scroll up in a low place. Then with a solemn expression, he pinched the trick with his fingers and lightly touched the scroll.

With a "z-la", the scroll quickly opened, revealing the picture inside.

The back of a Confucian scholar with a long sword on his back and looking up to the sky jumped on the picture scroll.

Wang Tiangu and the others all opened their eyes wide, staring at the portrait in the painting for a long time, trying to show something, but they found nothing.

But Wei Wuyashen also glanced deeply at the picture, but when his divine sense swept over the entire painting scroll. But his expression couldn't help but move, and a hint of surprise flashed on his face.

"Wei Dao is worthy of being a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he has revealed the mystery so quickly. Wang was able to show the difference in this axis, but it was completely by relying on a secret technique practiced by himself, so he was lucky. Seeing Wei Wuya's expression, the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect opened his mouth to praise after his heart moved.

"Nothing. Like this mustard seed space nature earth magic device. I haven't seen it for many years, and if it weren't for the Taoist friend who reminded me in advance, I would have been able to show it easily. Wei Wuya said with a strange expression.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect smiled and stopped asking anything. But as soon as he raised his hand, a black magic shot out of his hand, hitting the open painting scroll, and at the same time, he snorted coldly and suddenly rushed to the painting scroll and said, "If you don't come out yet, don't you have to let me use the magic fire to urge you to come out." ”

Listen to this. Everyone else was startled, and there was a feeling of inexplicability. Wei Wuya's eyebrows were also slightly raised in surprise, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As a result, an incredible scene occurred.

"Isn't it already an appointment? I won't be summoned until I reach the predetermined place. Now in front of so many people, you wake me up. Don't you want to make a deal!" a clear man's voice came directly from the scroll.

Then the silver light shines on the screen. The Confucian student, who was originally facing away from them, suddenly turned around, and actually came facing them, revealing a strange middle-aged man's face with three strands of long hair. But his face was cold and full of unhappiness.

At this scene, not only the remaining disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect became dumbfounded, but even Wang Tiangu, who had personally touched the painting scroll, also opened his mouth wide, and his face was shocked.

Only Wei Wuya's expression quickly calmed down after being startled, but his eyes were fixed on the portrait of Confucianism in the scroll. His eyes were thoughtful.

"Hmph! You still ask me. You don't know if you have repeatedly promised that the route you gave me is absolutely safe? What's going on with this spatial rift? Let Benmen die a disciple in vain. The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect looked at the portrait and asked politely.

"The route I chose back then was absolutely safe. How could it go wrong. The portrait of Confucianism in the painting scroll was directly refuted with a slight movement of his lips.

"Then see for yourself what is on your side?" The Ghost Spirit Sect Master glanced at the direction of the spatial crack with a gloomy face, and said coldly.

The Confucian in the portrait was stunned for a moment, but after a little silence, the portrait faded away. And the surface of the scroll flickered. It turned blue, and a curtain of light appeared on it.

Then there was a flash of brilliance. A cloud of green light flew out of the light curtain, turning into a vague figure. It is the person who looks like a Confucian in the painting scroll.

And the Confucian body at this time. As if invisible, it was completely composed of cloudy gray-white light and shadow, with a faint spiritual light, as if it could be blown out in one breath.

"What should I call you? Could it be that Your Excellency is the Venerable Master Cangkun back then. How can you keep the primordial spirit immortal and live until today. Wang Tiangu felt that his voice was dry, and he felt a trace of shock in his words.

"I have a limited amount of time to leave the scroll, if you have any questions, just go back and ask your master. I'll look at the cracks first. Confucius didn't pay much attention to Wang Tiangu's shock, but stared at the direction of the spatial crack, frowned slightly, and a ball of gray light blurted out.

After a "bang", the light cluster was silently swallowed up by the crack in the space there. Confucius's face suddenly became a little strange.

"Strange! There was no such invisible crack here. It seems to be one of the rare cracks in the formation of new formations. A few fellow Daoists don't have to worry too much about this. It's just a coincidence. I'll go back first. Confucian was slightly startled at first, then pondered, and finally became unusually calm.

Then with a "poof", his figure instantly faded, and he turned into a ball of green light and flew into the scroll, as if he didn't want to delay any longer outside.