"What Jiang Daoyou means is that the divine ax can restrain the soul wood." Zhao Ning pondered his statement.
"Exactly."
Xu Xiuming asked again, "But where is the magic ax?"
"Maybe I know." Xu Xu interrupted abruptly, "There is a forest of ironwood behind the weapon refining room. I saw a lot of cuts on the ironwood in the forest, it should be there!"
"Since there are clues, let's go and take a look." Li Ji said, "However, it's best not to use all your strength and work separately. A few people go to explore Tiemulin and a few people go look for other clues. How about that?"
"Good idea." Nether Demon Wei Shuo responded.
The seven people divided the work. Li Ji, Xu Xu, Yan Ling, and Ming Yao Wei Shuo went to Tiemulin, while the others asked others to explore other clues.
But after the four people left, the backyard became quiet for a moment, but Jiang Yao heard a strange question, "Miss Shen, do you have other ideas? The girl just faced Hun Mu who was pretending to be the Master of Yuanshen. Her attitude really made Jiang Yao curious. I admire you."
"It's not as good as Daoyou Jiang." These words seemed familiar. "Young Daoist Jiang gambles heavily, and yet you seem to have everything under control."
Jiang Yao looked at Zhao Ning suddenly, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, and Zhao Ning responded calmly.
Xu Xiuming was suddenly stunned. He didn't know why the two of them suddenly became tense.
"What...what's wrong, you two?" Xu Xiuming looked at both sides awkwardly, "If you don't agree with each other, you can speak up and communicate."
Jiang Yao converged his gaze and slowly turned to Xu Xiuming, "Where is Fellow Daoist Xu? Why don't you explore Tiemulin with your junior sister."
Xu Xiuming paused and explained, "Xu remembered that the library was burned but not destroyed. It was a spiritual fire. I'm afraid there was something abnormal about it, so I wanted to take a look."
"Then let's go take a look together." Zhao Ning said.
"Okay." Xu Xiuming responded and led the way, but Jiang Yao followed behind.
In front of the charred library pavilion, Xu Xiuming took out the Ming Yue Pavilion. Under the light of the ancient characters on the Ming Yue Pavilion, Xu Xiuming disappeared. Then the light curtain on the outer surface of the library rippled, and after a few breaths, it disappeared like a veil. Falling in the air.
Xu Xiuming stood at the dilapidated doorway, his appearance incompatible with the charred library. "You two, come in. The core of the restriction was damaged in the fire, and it will be easier for me to unlock it from the inside."
Zhao Ning stood in the library. As she expected, the structure inside the library was exactly the same as that of the library. Even though it was burned like coke, the latticework along the walls was not destroyed.
"Everything is burned." Jiang Yao murmured and asked Xu Xiuming, "Did Fellow Daoist Xu notice it?"
"The flames burst out from the high platform before, but now the high platform..." He performed the Cleansing Technique, and the breeze blew by. The high platform was clean and did not look like it was burned at all.
Zhao Ning lowered his head and looked at his feet. Even the dark patterns on the round platform seemed to be reproduced. Whose mansion is Netherworld Mansion? Is it another Mansion of Silent Spirits?
Xu Xiuming and Jiang Yao also stepped onto the high platform.
Xu Xiuming's fingertips touched the ground and he was shocked when he drew a strange pattern from the countless overlapping dark patterns.
"The ancient thunder pattern."
The next moment, a bolt of lightning flashed and flew Xu Xiuming away.
His body hit the wall of the library, and the wall that was originally standing suddenly shook.
Jiang Yao paused and flew back, "If you leave here, it will collapse."
But Zhao Ning was still standing there. The thunder light did not disappear. Instead, it connected with countless ancient thunder patterns superimposed in the dark patterns. It slowly rose up. The thunder light gathered at a point in the air at the center of the round platform, and the ancient thunder patterns formed countless strings of Taoist words. Flowing in mid-air.
However, Zhao Ning's presence in the Ancient Thunder Pattern had no impact at all.
She stared at the thunder heart, and countless thunder lights gathered together, seeming virtual and real.
Subconsciously, Zhao Ning stretched out her hand, and the fingertips touched Lei Xin. For a moment, there was a loud bang in the sea of consciousness. Zhao Ning's soul returned instantly, only to find that the Palace of Silent Spirits was gone. What appeared suddenly was a huge palace. She Standing in the center of the palace, half-surrounded by the discussion hierarchy, she faced upwards into the gray mist. A dragon-shaped stepstone extended upwards, and she could vaguely see the majestic and shocking Holy Seat.
Zhao Ning subconsciously walked towards the steps, but as soon as he raised his feet, the grand hall turned into an illusion. There seemed to be an irresistible compression force around the hall. Countless rays of light and shadow condensed downwards. In just a moment, the grand hall returned to the House of Silent Spirits. The appearance of the main hall.
And her feet were stepping on the first level of the high platform. The movement of Zhao Ning did not stop, he fell down steadily, climbed up the stairs, spread out his clothes, and sat cross-legged on the main couch.
His eyes fell outside the hall, and the thunder heart that involved countless thunder powers trembled, then circled around the pale dead wood, flew across the main hall, and shot into the plaque on the library.
The thunder light appeared, as if there was an invisible pen writing two ancient characters on the plaque.
"towering."
Chapter 184
Towering to the sky, reaching the sky.
The book of Taoism reaches the sky and then reaches the sky.
Zhao Ning didn't know what state of mind the former master of the palace had in naming this library, but at least Tian was no longer someone to look up to.
She did not enter the towering library to check again. Now was not a good time. Jiang Yao and Xu Xiuming were still outside. If they stayed too long, they would notice something unusual.
Her soul sank, and Zhao Ning's consciousness returned to her body. A huge charred black beam above collapsed downwards, and would hit her in less than half a breath.
But as soon as he raised his eyes, it seemed as if there was an invisible force that stopped time and space for a moment, and then the charred beam flew out.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the entire library collapsed, but Zhao Ning stood on the round platform motionless, even though the ashes were flying, it did not contaminate her body at all.
"Miss Shen, you are really calm."
Jiang Yao straightened his clothes, Yu Fengfei was flying on the ruins half a foot away, looking at Zhao Ning with a half-smile.
Zhao Ning didn't think he could see anything, so he simply said, "All the restrictions are destroyed, and the thunder patterns are invisible. How can it harm us, the foundation-building monks, at all?"
At this moment, at the worst point of the collapse on the left side, a dark hand suddenly stretched out from the ruins and scratched at the void, as if looking for something to borrow strength from.
But it was obviously unsuccessful. The next moment, the ruins were blown away by a circle of air waves. Xu Xiuming got out of the ashes in embarrassment.
Without noticing, he took a mouthful of black ashes, half of his body was resting on the messy wooden frame, speechless and choked, and half of his body was still buried in the ruins.
When he saw Zhao Ning and Jiang Yao looking at him quietly, he opened his mouth and blew out a puff of black smoke, and said awkwardly, "The two Taoists are laughing."
"Fellow Daoist Xu, don't let your junior sister see you like this, otherwise you may never have an image again." Jiang Yao teased.
Xu Xiuming glanced around subconsciously. The people who were going to Tiemulin did not come because of the noise. He breathed a small sigh of relief, crawled out of the ruins, and cleaned himself up with another Qingchen Jue. .
"I was not checking for a while, but I didn't realize that there was an ancient thunder pattern hidden in this round platform."
At this time, the lightning from the ancient thunder pattern was lurking on the round platform, and the scene that had just erupted did not appear again.
Seeing Zhao Ning standing on the round platform, Jiang Yao took a look and landed on the round platform. The thunder light only floated slightly for a moment before returning to calmness.
He half-crouched to check, "What exactly is this round platform? Is it blessed with ancient thunder patterns?"
The ancient thunder pattern is the original power of the ancient laws of heaven and earth, and was lost before the great destruction.
Xu Xiuming said, "I only saw one word in the Fengtian Tower in the palace, but I didn't expect so many thunder patterns to be superimposed here."
"Fellow Daoist Xu should be thankful that these thunder patterns do not seem to be the source of the killing." Jiang Yao said, and then checked, "The ancient thunder patterns appearing here are related to Youdu?"
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Yao, "Youdu has been silent for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if the Blackwater River appears, it is still silent. It is far-fetched to only use ancient thunder patterns to connect Youdu."
"Although based on the ancient era, it is only possible that the ancient thunder pattern spread from Youdu. But..." Xu Xiuming glanced at the blood moon on the horizon, "If there is a connection, Xu just accidentally touched it. This is what is said in Youdu." Maybe something will happen."
He said fearfully.
Jiang Yao followed his gaze, raised his eyes and stared at the blood moon, murmuring slightly, "Is it close at hand, or far away in the horizon?"
Zhao Ning walked past him, with inquiry and hesitation hidden in his eyes.
Want to go to Youdu? Zhao Ning felt indifferent.
"How about I explore this round platform?" Xu Xiuming hesitated, "Maybe there are invisible restrictions."
Jiang Yao has long known that Xu Xiuming's forbidden talent is powerful. Now he is more eager than anyone else to know whether the ancient thunder pattern hidden in the round platform has something to do with Youdu.
He flashed and appeared in front of Xu Xiuming, "Fellow Daoist Xu, be careful. If the ancient thunder pattern breaks out again, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as before."
"I know, I just underestimated the enemy."
Xu Xiuming was quite confident. He turned his hand and a strange compass appeared.
Zhao Ning stood outside the ruins, with no fluctuations in his heart. Lei Xin had entered the House of Silent Spirits, and there was no possibility of another abnormality in the round platform.
Sure enough, the clear light wandered on the strange compass, and the brilliance fell like a drizzle until it fell on the round platform. With just a slight touch, the thunder light fluctuated slightly, and suddenly disappeared, and the round platform began to collapse, flowing down like fine sand. .
Xu Xiuming was startled, took back the strange compass, and took half a step back.
"What's going on?" Jiang Yao clearly watched Xu Xiuming cast the spell with a good look, but he didn't understand why this happened.
Xu Xiuming was also puzzled. It was clear that only one of the three heavenly stems and earthly branches of the Three Purity Dingkun Compass was activated.
"Is it just light and shadow?" Jiang Yao was disappointed. He picked up the fine sand, but the fine sand disappeared from his fingers like running water.
Xu Xiuming sighed, "It seems we have no chance."
Zhao Ning listened to their conversation in silence, and suddenly felt something. He turned sideways and looked to the northwest, and there seemed to be an evil spirit lingering around. After half a breath, without deliberately identifying it, he could see with the naked eye that the evil spirit was solidified, dark and sticky, like a giant skull looks down. .
Xu Xiuming paused for a moment before turning his eyes in surprise, "That direction is..."
"Tiemulin." Zhao Ning took over the words that were stuck in his mouth.
"Oops, they must be in trouble." It was no longer the time to explore the collapse of the round platform. Xu Xiuming rushed towards Tiemulin. If it weren't for the restrictions everywhere in the house, he would have escaped directly.
"Young Daoist Jiang, aren't you going?" Zhao Ning did not chase after him immediately. She looked at Jiang Yao who was clenching his fists indifferently.
"Go, how could you not go?" Jiang Yao suddenly waved his hand, the fine sand scattered, and the other person had already flown three feet away.
He seems to want to go to Youdu very much, but why?
When Zhao Ning and the others arrived outside the Iron Wood Forest, all they saw was a black mist. The evil energy in the black mist formed into swords, and the swords hid murderous intent.
"Why is this happening?!" Xu Xiuming was puzzled. He turned over his hand and took out the ice jade talisman. It was an identity jade talisman, but it also had the effect of transmitting sound. It ignored basic restrictions and formation transmission within a three-mile radius.
"Junior sister, what's going on inside?!"
But what came from the ice jade talisman was not the sound of permission, but the sound of chopping, every sound was extremely dull, as if every blow was hitting the top of the head.
"It's a formation." She raised her eyes, and the evil skull on the forest opened its mouth wide, and streaks of light were sucked into his mouth, "Ghost Soul-Eating Formation."
Zhao Ning happened to see it in the collection of classics at Wanbao Villa.
"To be able to set up such a killing formation, I think the magic ax is here." Jiang Yao said.
"Then...how to solve it?" Xu Xiuming was a little anxious.
"The solution to this formation is in the center of the formation. It cannot be broken outside." Zhao Ning comforted him, "But there is no need to be too hasty. This formation first eats the heart and then the soul. It starts with the illusion formation first and then the killing formation."
But Xu Xiuming's brows were still frowning. The sound just now came from the phantom array, but how could the sound come from the phantom array?
"Empty talk won't help, then go deep into this formation!" Xu Xiuming gritted his teeth, "What is the formation's eye?"
