Zhu Xian Palace?What a crazy name.

The word is killed, and the immortal is an ethereal existence in the cultivation realm, which is extremely powerful. This hall is named Zhu Xian, which contains an earth-shattering killing atmosphere, which makes people feel cold all over the body.

The autumn stop water climbs the steps and walks into it, the whole hall is cast by a huge bluestone, desolate and simple, full of ancient meaning. There is no splendor in the hall, nor is there any carving, and even the simplicity is a little excessive, but there is a domineering spirit that cannot be ignored and makes people feel small.

Qiu Zhishui and Ink Qilin cautiously walked towards the depths of the main hall, and the sound of footsteps continued to echo in this empty Zhuxian Palace, making people's hearts palpitate inexplicably.

The sound of 'click' shattering came, and Qiu Zhishui was shocked, and he was careful.

At the feet of the ink unicorn is a crystal white human bone, and there are many cracks on it. A leg bone has been trampled by the ink unicorn at this time.

Qiu Zhishui was surprised. The years are ruthless, and in the long river of time, the entire Zhuxian Hall has been weathered so badly, and the skeleton in front of him can still be preserved, you can imagine how strong this person was in his life.

"Who is this person who is sacred? Presumably not an unknown person" Qiu Zhishui squatted down and watched carefully.

The bones have dry blood characters, red and charming, as if they have just been depicted by someone who has just been stained with blood, and the font pen has an indescribable charm, which seems to condense all the essence of this strong man to be imprinted here, and it has never been annihilated even if the years go by.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The simple three words exude a murderous aura, which makes the heavens and the earth discolored, and the ghosts and gods are shocked. Through the long river of history, Qiu Zhishui felt an unyielding fighting spirit in a trance.

This is definitely a generation of Tianjiao figures, but unfortunately the bones are buried here, and even a name has not been left. It's really embarrassing.

Qiu Zhishui bowed to the bones, and then walked forward with the ink unicorn. Not long after, he encountered another skeleton, and there was even a trace of spiritual power entangled on his skull. After death, the spiritual power does not disperse, this is definitely a peerless powerhouse.

Qiu Zhishui stayed for a moment and continued to move forward, and along the way, he encountered more than 20 skeletons, and a few people left their names, such as Qinglan Daoren, Duan Remnant Ye, Liu Mengyi, etc., these people must have been Tianjiao characters before their lives, but he had never heard of them, and they were obviously not characters of the same era.

"Who are these people, and why did they die here?" Qiu Zhishui was in doubt, but he also knew that he couldn't know the answer, and as time passed, who could reverse time and space to pursue these ancient secrets.

With a secret sigh, Qiu Zhishui was ready to leave. But at this time, something suddenly happened.

The entire Zhuxian Hall suddenly shook and rumbled. In its east, south, west, and north, a huge stone pillar rises in each of the four directions. There was a suffocating force stirring on the four pillars, like the silence of the universe, like the collapse of the sky, and the huge force seemed to destroy the entire Zhuxian Palace.

The hall was in a fog, and there were Xuanhuang two qi rolling, and the wind was blowing in all directions. Qiu Zhishui immediately launched the Canglong to protect himself, but even so, it was still dangerous. The Dragon Guardian made a clattering sound, and it was covered with cracks.

The power emitted on its four stone pillars is too amazing, and in the blink of an eye, the Canglong Guardian is already in danger, this power is too powerful, the Canglong Guardian is about to be broken, and the heart of the autumn water is half cold, and it seems that there is only waiting for death now.

"Boom" An altar with a radius of ten meters appeared in the middle of the Zhuxian Palace, and when the Canglong Guardian was broken, all the stirring aura around was absorbed by the altar in an instant. Come as fast as you go.

"If you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future," Qiu Zhishui sighed when he escaped death.

Cautiously walking towards the altar, he was surprised to find a broken sarcophagus on top of it. The sarcophagus was covered with lines, and Qiu Zhishui could vaguely feel that the lines were a kind of seal. The sarcophagus is broken, the lid is broken, the walls of the coffin are destroyed, and the scene inside is clear at a glance.

It was an empty coffin with nothing in it.

Qiu Zhishui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was best to be empty, if there was someone in the coffin, it would be terrifying. God knows what kind of anti-heavenly existence it is.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, under the broken sarcophagus, Qiu Zhishui's attention was aroused, and something seemed to be pressed there, leaking a small corner.

"It's so heavy". He carefully picked up the sarcophagus with a bronze sword, but he didn't expect the broken sarcophagus to be so heavy, like two palm-sized stones weighing hundreds of catties, which was really terrifying.

Picking up the stone, I saw a bamboo slip pressed underneath. It is said that the bamboo slip is actually just a simple bamboo strip, verdant, as if it has just been folded off the bamboo.

"Is this ......"?

He picked up the bamboo slip and started it with a heavy hand, not like a wooden one. If you look closely, you don't see any handwriting on it, but there is a faint flash of inspiration, which is obviously not ordinary. He didn't give up, and carefully poked out a little spiritual sense to go deep into the bamboo slip, and was immediately taken aback.

Unexpectedly, there is another world in the small bamboo slips. In this bamboo slip is a strange space, only about half an acre, which is full of all kinds of green bamboo, and in the middle of the bamboo forest is a house, with a plaque on it.

A trace of spiritual power fluctuations came from the "Sealed Demon Bamboo Forest", showing the name of this place.

Qiu Zhishui's heart was full of curiosity, and his spiritual sense wanted to enter the elegant house, but he was unexpectedly pushed out by a powerful repulsive force. That kind of power is very powerful, but it doesn't have the slightest murderous aura, as if it is just a kind of internal and external seal, and it is very domineering.

Roar....

Whoa...

Suddenly, a roar that shook the sky came out, causing the bamboo forest to tremble, mixed with the sound of chains shaking. It rattled as if a troll was locked inside.

Qiu Zhishui's heart was raised in his throat, and he was extremely scared. At this moment, all the green bamboos around emitted a sharp light and shot at the house in the middle of the bamboo forest, and thousands of rays of light disappeared into the house, making the bamboo house emit a dazzling light.

At the same time, the sound of demon roaring and the trembling of iron chains became more intense, and a terrifying aura of horror permeated the surroundings. Qiu Zhishui abruptly withdrew from his spiritual sense, and the bamboo slip in his hand had changed from cyan to an inky black color, and if he looked closely, he could see that the slightest black qi was constantly coming out. The small bamboo slip seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, and the autumn water couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground with a loud bang, as if the mountain collapsed, and the entire Zhuxian Hall trembled three times.

This vision came suddenly, and it was too late for Qiu Zhishui to run. Fortunately, the appearance of bamboo slips has no other dangers except for the momentum. After about a quarter of an hour, the roar of the demon had subsided, and everything had returned to normal, but the bamboo slips had become more verdant than before.

"What's going on? Seal the Demon Bamboo Forest? Could it be that there is a demon sealed in the house?" It is expected that Qiu Zhishui is well-informed, and this situation is also confusing.

His curiosity aroused, and once again he probed out his spiritual sense and went deep into the bamboo slips, inside the bamboo forest and elegant house, the breeze was gentle, like a fairyland on earth. However, the spiritual consciousness still could not enter the house in the middle of the bamboo forest, and each green bamboo would emit a beam of light that would shoot into the house in a regular manner. He felt strange in his heart, and carefully looked at a green bamboo nearby, and found that there was handwriting on it.

The handwriting was obviously the same era as the Zhuxian Palace, the Netherworld Pond, etc., which he had seen, and he didn't recognize it. Following the example set before, again use spiritual inquiry to discover a message.

The green bamboo of the "Ape Demon Heart Sutra" not only has powerful spiritual power fluctuations, but also records a cultivation method.

"Could it be...."Qiu Zhishui was suddenly frightened, guessed something in his heart, and used his spiritual sense to explore another green bamboo and get a set of information "Ape Magic Wand Method".

He observed the green bamboos one by one, and sure enough, he confirmed his guess. On top of each green bamboo, there was a powerful spiritual power fluctuation and a complete set of cultivation methods.

This bamboo forest book house is simply a moving treasure trove for cultivators. Qiu Zhishui knew that if the secret of this bamboo slip was passed on, it would definitely cause great turmoil in the cultivation realm.

If you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a blessing in the future. I picked up the treasure this time.

At this moment, Qiu Zhishui has a feeling of being at a loss for Baoshan. With so many cultivation techniques, it is an irresistible temptation for anyone, and there is no rule in the rules of the Wooden Sword Sect that disciples are not allowed to practice other methods.

He looked at them one by one, trying to find a set of cultivation techniques that suited him. But it is nothing more than the need to go through the stage of "refining the spirit into a pill", even if it is extremely powerful, but its own spirit pill has been shattered, and it is not applicable. It didn't take long for a half-human-tall bamboo to catch his attention.