In the end, Zhenjun Yuanheng still didn't ask anything.
He wasn't in a hurry either.
He glanced at the absent-minded Ning Xia lightly: "Although there are no customary patterns inscribed on that platform, the style is somewhat similar. I don't know if it was the shape of the altar of that period. It's just... this platform It should never have been actually used."
He was actually a little surprised by Ning Xia's keenness. This guy was actually quite knowledgeable. He didn't notice it before Ningxia told him about it, and didn't pay much attention to it. But after Ningxia came out like this, he took a closer look at the pedestal standing on it, and found that it was really similar to the altar.
Although the most important sacrificial pattern structure is not yet seen, the momentum and structure are somewhat similar to the altar.
But he looked at it for a while and found that it looked like that. He even saw some ancient decorations similar to those commonly used on altars on the edge of the abutment. Could this really be an altar?
But regardless of whether it is true or not, one thing is certain about True Lord Yuanheng. This altar must have never been used. There are no residual fluctuations of unique spells, and no residual blood. It is clean, just like an ordinary building.
Everything shows that this station has no trace of use before.
So why choose here? And what kind of connection do those underworld beads have with this station? What kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd when the other party talks about competing for "qualifications"?
Everything was right in front of them, yet so far away from them, as if separated by a layer of veil that could be seen but never touched, and they were always so close to being discovered.
True Lord Yuan Heng is not worried about any conspiracy. After all, at his level of cultivation, he would not take it to heart even if it was a small wind or a small wave. And if there are strong winds and waves that can overturn him, he can't stop it even if he wants to.
He was just more worried about his disciples and the few children under his disciples who were also worried, especially a certain unlucky person who would get their feet wet wherever he went. If another big or small accident happens, we will definitely suffer a lot again.
At this moment, Zhenjun Yuanheng was actually considering, quite absurdly, whether to tie someone with a rope or directly restrict someone's movement. After all, it might really be dangerous.
Perhaps this familiar place gave Ningxia a really bad feeling. It originally calmed down a bit after charging, but then quickly became sluggish and looked tired.
She would naturally think of what Zhenjun Yuanheng thought of. She no longer expected herself to return to the southeastern border safely and smoothly. She guessed that there would be another difficulty in this fairy palace. Thinking of her previous encounters that could be called "science fiction", she felt that this guy seemed to have minions at this moment, baring his teeth and claws at her, making people uneasy.
Someone who was worried about the future stared blankly at the storage bag that "fell from the sky" and hit her in front of her. She was so stunned that she couldn't react.
"This is..." This is a storage bag with exquisite lace embroidered on it. If you look closely, you will find that it is not lace but a protective pattern to prevent external prying eyes on the contents inside.
"Take it. This little thing is not cheap. If you lose it, you will have to give it to others." The voice of Zhenjun Yuanheng came. The other party did not turn around, but he made it clear enough that this thing was given to Ningxia by him.
"How could you..." Remember to give me a storage bag? Ningxia is really confused.
"Are you stupid? How could I just give you a storage bag? I told you to keep the things inside." You didn't even need to look at his face to know that the other person must be very speechless at this moment.
"Don't rush to refuse this or that. This is yours." Zhenjun Yuanheng emphasized: "You made the fire formation stone for the sect earlier, and I got it back from the head brother. , I didn’t have time to give it to you just because something like that happened to you again. Now it can be regarded as returning to its original owner.”
Well, there are too many points in this paragraph, and I can't even wrap my head around it for a while.
So she could reasonably guess that the contents in the storage bag were originally intended to be given to her before entering the secret realm. But then she just disappeared and there was no intention of giving it?
Ningxia actually guessed quite well. True Lord Yuanheng really planned to give it to her before entering the secret realm, and the items in this storage bag were not only gifts from Xuanyang, most of them were purchased by True Lord Yuanheng.
He also purchased a copy for Jin Lin. There were many commonly used items that were easy to use in adventures as well as elixirs with high evaluation rates. There were also several spiritual tools that were simple to operate but could also save lives. After all, it was the first time for the two of them to participate in such a serious secret realm, so they probably still lacked experience.
Later, Ningxia disappeared. Probably wanting to relieve some pressure, he bought another batch.
This storage bag was already full in Ningxia's hands, making people who had already spent themselves into paupers on the way suddenly rich again.
The other party seemed to be remembering something and his tone was a little funny: "I have bought you some strange pots and pans according to your standards. I guarantee that you will not miss anything you are looking for."
Zhenjun Yuanheng also went there several times to purchase supplies in Ningxia. The other party didn't know how many times they laughed at her. Regarding her habit of buying supplies, she said that she was more like going for a picnic than going to experience.
Unexpectedly, this person still remembered it and bought it for her according to her habit.
"Okay, we're here, do you want to come down?" There were so many of them, they found a hilltop to watch.
Because this seemingly small platform and the mountain below are separated by an invisible barrier, no one can get close.
What are you doing? Isn't it a joke to gather them here but not let them out? Ningxia murmured in her heart.
Naturally, she had already gotten off the back of True Lord Yuanheng. After all, she was just unconscious due to the treatment before, and she was unconscious during the whole process, but it would not be so shameless to rest on the back of Zhenjun Yuanheng when she woke up.
Ning Xia straightened her dusty clothes and found that the corners of her skirt were tattered by unknown sources. Her face was gray and her face looked very miserable.
Did she always look like a refugee before she reunited with her teacher after a long separation? It's so embarrassing, it's so humiliating. But Ning Xia is extremely thick-skinned. Anyway, she lost all her face when she hugged someone and cried bitterly, so she didn't care about it anymore.
After she stood firm, she glanced at the surrounding situation and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Good guy, Middle-earth, the southeastern border, the righteous path, the devil's path, those you know and those you don't know... draw their swords and crossbows, they are all alive. Now we have to grab something, so what a fierce fight it will be.
Ningxia seems to have foreseen some very terrible scene.
And the distance from the center of the abutment is opened——
There's still a quarter of an hour left.
