"Who is the person who taught you this word?"
Ji Wumou walked around, putting great pressure on Chang Siguo, and asked without much emotion.
If it were another unrelated human or demon cultivator, he would not bother and just use his magical power to ask questions. He should not be too rough with the killer, so as to give God some face.
"It's Liu Zhirou from Taiyan Peak. I've known him since we were at the foot of the mountain."
Chang Siguo did not hesitate, he bowed down and told the truth, feeling extremely sorry for Liu Zhirou in his heart. He did not want to take the blame for his brother, and there was really no way to get involved in this muddy water.
The other party still emphasized the "word" instead of the characters, which shows that Patriarch Ji's determination to find out the truth is extraordinary.
"Liu Zhirou?"
Ji Wumou muttered something and suddenly reached out and grabbed the air.
The starting point is filled with brilliance and the space is distorted.
The entire stone room buzzed and trembled, and soon a figure was grabbed from the void by Ji Wumi.
When the figure became clear, it was Liu Zhirou, who was wearing a white robe, looking quite embarrassed and frightened, struggling to resist.
Chang Siguo could no longer hide the horror in his eyes after witnessing such a great supernatural power. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to move.
What kind of cultivation level does this have to be? Is it the realm of divine movement?
Such terrifying strength
Liu Zhirou was wandering in the back mountain of Taiyan Peak when he was suddenly photographed by someone. He was startled. Then he found out that he was an acquaintance and hurriedly bowed down and bowed down. "Zhirou pays homage to the Supreme Elder. I wonder what you are calling your disciples to come here. What's the matter?" command"
The Ji WuMou he saw in his eyes was extremely clear, while Chang Siguo could only see a blurry image.
In the past ten years at Taiyan Peak, Liu Zhirou had read many books, had contact with many golden elixir masters and great experts in the realm of virtual transformation, and knew much more about the magical methods of high-level monks than Chang Siguo.
The white robe on his body was flowing with halo, isolating the high temperature in the secret room and creating a dense glow.
Ji Wumou said in a harmonious voice, "Go and read the word on the door."
Liu Zhirou glanced at Chang Siguo, who was blocking the way, and didn't find anyone else here. Even if Chang Siguo spoke, he couldn't hear him. He looked at the bronze door intently, distinguished it carefully and said with a smile.
"This disciple really recognizes this rune. In order to be able to go up the mountain, I studied many fragments of books. One of the fragments of Mr. Luo Zongyao's lecture on talisman talks about this rune called Kai, which is an ancient mystic. Wen originally means opening. It was with this mysterious inscription that the disciple opened the crypt of an ancient pagoda at the foot of the mountain and obtained two drops of earthly spirit fluid, which enabled him to qualify for the climb up the mountain."
"The name Luo Zongyao sounds familiar."
"It is Mr. Luo Zongyao who wrote many magnificent poems and was once famous for a short time."
"It's him."
"Yes, it's Mr. Luo. It's a pity that Mr. Luo has been shining for nearly a hundred years and suddenly disappeared. I don't know where he went. I searched through the classics and there is no news."
Liu Zhirou found a yellowed fragment from the Xumi bag and held it up with magic power to give to Ji Wumou. He had seen Ji Wumou many times in the back mountain. The two had talked and played chess without any restraint, so they were no strangers to each other. .
Little did he know that apart from being one of the most respected Supreme Elders in Taiyan Peak, Jiwumu also had other more prominent identities.
Ji Wumou took the remaining article and flipped it through, and found that there was indeed a way to crack it.
He burst out laughing. After the little turmoil that year, they and the old guys were busy checking for omissions and filling in the gaps. It was normal to have some minor oversights. They sent the fragment back to Liu Zhirou and said, "You are quite knowledgeable. Okay, next time I go to Yunnan." Drinking tea at the top.”
He removed his little knot and sent Liu Zhirou back with a wave of his hand.
He had already calculated clearly that everything Liu Zhirou said was true.
As long as it didn't involve the old man's plans, he would not meddle in other people's business. He said to Chang Siguo in front of the bronze gate, "You should set off as soon as possible and don't stay in the Chongshan area."
Now he just wants to send the killer far away, the best is to go to the end of the world, out of sight and out of mind, and he dares to interact with the juniors he likes, let alone allow it.
Ji Wumou's words still echoed in the air, and the figure disappeared from the secret room without a trace.
Chang Siguo bowed silently and saluted, his middle coat soaked with cold sweat on his back. He gave a false alarm, but then he noticed that the purple flame in his palm had resumed activity.
Countless flames seeped out from all over the surface of the bronze door, the light was dazzling, and with a bang, flames like a bursting flood poured from above, instantly drowning Chang Siguo who woke up from his daze and wanted to escape.
Hongwei and the red-haired man were completely unaware that they had just been imprisoned by someone using great supernatural powers. They saw that after the restriction was broken, the bronze door was like a sieve, and a torrent of flames rushed out.
The expressions of the two demons suddenly changed. They did not expect that they would encounter such a powerful attack when the gate restrictions were opened.
The flame seemed to be real, and it was very terrifying to look at.
Even if they have fire attributes and practice flame magic, they have no doubt that they will be burned to death in the torrent of flames. The two demons did not hesitate to turn into flames and run backwards, with the flames chasing closely behind them. It forms a surging current and rolls up to the top of the waves.
The two demons don't care about that human being's life or death.
It's not like they killed him, the soul contract won't backfire.
After this wave of attacks, they came back to clean up the mess. They didn't know what treasures were behind the door that were worth protecting with such terrifying means.
"Bang", the two demons collided with the thick stone door that suddenly rose up almost at the same time. The stone door did not move at all.
The two demons screamed "No" in fear and despair
In the end, it turned out to be such an insidious trap that they never expected.
how so
The flames that followed rolled across, and with just a wave, the two fifth-level demon cultivators who were hurriedly using magic protection were submerged in it, and they were swept under the flames without even a few bubbles popping up.
The room was filled with flames, and all the restrictions seemed to come alive, aiding the evildoer.
A ray of purple flame rises and falls happily in the torrent of flames.
Chang Siguo sank under the stream of fire. His body was glowing with purple brilliance. He was pushed to the ground by the huge pressure. It was difficult to get up. He widened his eyes and looked at the distinct layers of flames above. Overlapping layers became the strange trend. King, slowly calmed down from the fright.
This encounter confirms the old saying that not all opportunities are good.
If it weren't for Zi Yan, he would have died this time
Old Man Ji, who appeared here before, must know what is behind the bronze door.
There's nothing wrong with not telling him.
Why?
They were neither relatives nor friends, and they didn't welcome his murderous sword.
After he escaped from this weird trap, he immediately set off and rushed to the old Qianqilin Ferry in the south, leaving the Chongshan area and getting as far away from Old Man Ji as possible.
He found that he was being targeted by Old Man Ji. From now on, he would not feel comfortable doing anything in the Chongshan Region and felt very bad.
Chang Siguo tried to summon Ziyan from the bottom of his heart.
A line of purple flame suddenly appeared next to him, the color was much brighter and richer. In just a short moment, he gained a lot of benefits from the wave of flames.
Chang Siguo said silently, "It's okay. You continue. When it's ready, let's leave here."
He couldn't communicate overly complicated matters with the little guy, and he didn't want to delay the opportunity that Zi Yan finally encountered.
Just wait, there is no rush for a day or two.
Anyway, old man Ji only said "leave as soon as possible" and did not specify a specific day.
Zi Yan flashed and disappeared again. It was having a good time.
This place, these flames, gave it a vaguely familiar feeling.
It has forgotten that this feeling is called home
Chang Siguo, who was bored, could only move his fingers. He released his heavenly eye that was compressed to the extreme. It was less than three feet away, which was not as far as his naked eyes. With his eyes, he could blurryly see two or three feet away, as if he was underwater. See things.
Suddenly something moved in his mind, he was idle, why not refine his fire-encountering robe and water-cutting knife?
Although the fire spirit energy here is violent and chaotic, it is like a pot of hodgepodge composed of countless different fire attribute energies.
But I am afraid that there will never be a place with more abundant fire spirit energy than here in the Qingyuan world.
It took a long time to get up slowly and with difficulty, and sat cross-legged in front of the bronze door. Chang Siguo communicated with Zi Yan for a moment, and two large wick holes appeared in the purple brilliance on his body, one behind the other, and the surging fire spirit energy The impact caused the robe to change color instantly.
Chang Siguo slowly kneaded the secrets with his hands and concentrated on using his spiritual consciousness to refine the magic robe on his body.
He was not in a hurry, and guided the robe to absorb the rich fire aura. Through the purple brilliance applied to him by the purple flame, he controlled the high temperature and slowly tempered the Yuhuo robe.
This robe is tempered with fifth-grade black flame gold, drawn using a special technique, and refined with fire silkworm crystal silk into special clothing material. It is cut and shaped by a clothing master among the weapon-refining monks, and then a high-level fire attribute talisman is drawn. Made of patterns.
If it is properly maintained with abundant fire energy, it can withstand three or two blows from the Golden elixir Grandmaster at critical moments.
With things to do, time becomes less difficult.
The spiritual palace suspended in the sea of qi was replenished with enough spiritual energy, and it shone brightly. Three rays of quite spiritual brilliance hovered on it, chasing each other. His cultivation became stable and pure without realizing it.
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