"I see!"
Ling Tian looked serious and nodded slightly.
He recognized Han Ping's attainments in holy patterns, but did not fully trust Han Ping.
Although he has been following the route indicated by Han Ping, he has never relaxed his vigilance.
The two of them walked one behind the other on the third floor of Yunmeng Temple.
During this period, several hidden holy pattern traps were accidentally triggered.
However, the attacks of these holy pattern traps were not strong and did not pose a threat to Ling Tian.
In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.
After counting the time, they had entered Yunmeng Temple.
Almost, a total of three hours.
"There is?"
At this time, Ling Tian suddenly discovered something.
Thousands of steps away, there seemed to be a white beam of light standing.
Because the world here is a white world.
This white light pillar stood there and was not easy to detect.
"It should be the exit."
Han Ping looked into the distance with joy on his face, "Soon, we will be able to leave the third floor of Yunmeng Temple and enter the fourth floor."
"I don't know if Brother Shen has reached the fourth floor."
Ling Tian didn't respond to Han Ping, and couldn't help but worry about Shen Zhongmou.
In terms of attainments in holy patterns, Shen Zhongmou is not as good as other sixth-level holy pattern masters.
The speed of progress here is probably not too fast.
However, with Shen Zhongmou's strength, ordinary sacred pattern traps cannot threaten his life.
Ling Tian and Han Ping cooperated and kept approaching the white light pillar.
After a few hundred steps, a half-kneeling figure came into view.
"Sacred Pattern Puppet?"
Ling Tian took a closer look and saw that it was a puppet with holy patterns.
However, there was no Saint Pattern Master next to this Saint Pattern Puppet.
"This holy pattern puppet is pretty good."
Han Ping also noticed the holy pattern puppet and praised it.
"What's a good idea?"
Ling Tian was slightly curious.
The refining of the puppet is inseparable from the holy pattern array.
Ling Tian didn't know much about this type of holy pattern formation.
In itself, he doesn't need something like a holy pattern puppet.
"This is a mind puppet, connected with the mind of the Holy Pattern Master. It can not only receive the Holy Pattern Master's information from a long distance, but also transmit the information to the Saint Pattern Master from a long distance."
Han Ping introduced it to Ling Tian, "If you guessed correctly, this puppet should have been sent by a certain holy pattern master to explore the way. Unfortunately, it was seriously damaged by the holy pattern trap when it got here, and it is almost useless."
Giggle...
As soon as Han Ping finished speaking, the holy pattern puppet that was half kneeling on the ground suddenly got up.
Following stiff steps, he slowly walked towards Ling Tian and Han Ping.
"Um?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene.
When the holy pattern puppet came closer, he discovered that the other person was holding a memory stone in his hand.
After arriving dozens of steps away from Ling Tian, it seemed that the holy pattern puppet could no longer walk.
Suddenly he raised his hand, threw the memory stone out of his hand, and threw it towards Ling Tian.
Ling Tian subconsciously reached out and took advantage of the thrown memory stone.
boom!
The holy pattern puppet seemed to have completed his final mission.
It fell to the ground with a crash and scattered into a pile of metal.
Ling Tian read the memory in the memory stone out of curiosity.
"Shen Zhongmou is in danger!"
After obtaining the memory, Ling Tian's expression suddenly changed.
Only then did he know.
This holy pattern puppet belongs to Shen Zhongmou.
Shen Zhongmou sent this holy pattern puppet to ask for help because he was being held hostage.
"That direction?"
Ling Tian turned his head and looked to one side, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, someone here would dare to kidnap the Donglin Academy Saint Pattern Master.
"What's wrong?"
Han Ping noticed something was wrong with Ling Tian and asked doubtfully.
Ling Tian replied without hesitation, "My friend is in danger, I have to go and take a look."
"What?"
Han Ping's expression changed. After looking at the white beam of light, he turned to Ling Tian and said, "The entrance to the fourth floor of Yunmeng Temple is very close at hand. At this juncture, do you want to go somewhere else?"
"I must go."
Ling Tian said with a firm attitude, turned around and walked out.
"Wait!"
Seeing this, Han Ping stepped in front of Ling Tian.
"You want to stop me?"
Ling Tian glanced at Han Ping, his eyes showing displeasure.
"If you want to go, I won't stop you."
Han Ping smiled and said, "But after these last few hundred steps, I hope you can explore it for me, so you won't waste much time."
"not in the mood."
Ling Tian refused.
"You explore the path for me, and you explore the path for yourself."
Han Ping said, "When you reach the entrance, you turn back to rescue your friend. After the crisis is resolved, you can return along the original path until you reach the entrance to the fourth floor of Yunmeng Temple. This can save you a lot of time."
"Um……"
Ling Tian hesitated for a moment, but also felt that Han Ping's words made sense, and then said to Han Ping, "Then please give me directions quickly."
"good!"
Han Ping nodded, raised his hand and pointed, "After nineteen steps forward, turn left seven steps, then go forward twenty-six steps, turn right three steps."
Ling Tian did not dare to waste time and accelerated forward in the direction indicated by Han Ping.
This time, he seemed to be lucky. He walked hundreds of steps without any accidents.
Soon, the distance between the two people and the white light beam was getting closer and closer, less than a hundred steps away.
"Twenty-three steps forward!"
Han Ping said something to Ling Tian again, but his eyes gradually turned cold.
Ling Tian was worried about Shen Zhongmou's safety and didn't think much about it.
When he had safely walked twenty-two steps and had just taken the twenty-third step.
The light of the sacred pattern under his feet suddenly brightened.
"Damn it!"
Ling Tian's expression changed slightly and he retreated hastily.
He thought that this holy pattern trap was too secretive.
Han Ping had not noticed it before, which led to him accidentally triggering it.
In fact, this was Han Ping's intention.
When Ling Tian retreated, Han Ping, who had been following Ling Tian, suddenly struck out with a palm.
Although the power of this palm was not astonishing, it still pushed Ling Tian towards the place where the holy pattern was trapped.
At the same time, blazing flames burst out of the holy pattern trap.
In an instant, it swallowed up Ling Tian's body.
"You don't need to explore the rest of the way."
Han Ping looked at Ling Tian's figure swallowed by the flames, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
However, not long after, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
The raging flames gradually subsided, and Ling Tian's figure holding the sword appeared again.
At this time, there were obvious signs of being burned on his body.
It seemed that he was seriously injured.
"Not dead yet?"
Han Ping felt surprised, "You are really powerful. Even such a holy pattern trap couldn't kill you."
The flames had dissipated, and the anger in Ling Tian's eyes was burning brighter than the flames. He shouted coldly at Han Ping, "Why did you betray me?"
"Why? Do you need to say more?"
Han Ping was not afraid of the seriously injured Ling Tian, and said with a sarcastic smile, "The trip to Yunmeng Temple is part of the Holy Pattern Competition. You and I are competitors here. Although your attainments in Holy Patterns are rubbish, your The martial arts is indeed powerful. If you die, I will lose a strong competitor."
