Jiang Tian and Ding Xuelin walked towards the forest of steles in front of them. When they got closer, Jiang Tian was stunned. According to Ding Xuelin, all the stone tablets in the forest of steles were covered with white mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
However, at this moment, Jiang Tian could clearly see that these forest of steles were all stone towers ranging from three to nine stories. However, these stone towers were not high. Even the nine-story stone tower was only three feet, and the three-story stone tower was only three feet tall. Even only about ten feet tall.
Moreover, there was no fog at all on the stone towers in front of Jiang Tian. He could easily see the words on the stone towers, which were the names of human heroes who fought bloody battles with the monsters.
"Miss Ding, can you clearly see the words on the stone tower in front of you?" Jiang Tian turned to look at Ding Xuelin standing beside him and asked her softly.
Ding Xuelin shook her head in confusion. The stone tablets in front of her were still shrouded in white mist, and she couldn't see anything clearly.
But she came back to her senses immediately, looked at Jiang Tian in surprise, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and whispered: "Master Ye, you, how do you know that there is a stone tower in the white mist? Could it be that you can see it clearly? ?”
Jiang Tian nodded slightly and said with a wry smile: "Could it be that the forest of steles we saw are different? The forest of steles in front of me is not covered by white fog at all!"
"What?"
Ding Xuelin was stunned for a moment, with disbelief in her pretty eyes.
Just when she was about to say something to Jiang Tian, there was a noise behind the two of them.
"Hey! What kind of place is this? It looks like a secret place!"
"You're kidding, the ancient battlefield was already a secret realm, how could there be a secret realm inside?"
"Senior Brother, is this the secret realm you entered by mistake last time? It seems like there are really many opportunities hidden there!"
"Something's wrong, Senior Brother. It seems that someone else has also found this secret realm. Look, there are people in front of us, and they actually got in front of us!"
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The voices coming from behind Jiang Tian and Ding Xuelin were extremely noisy and clearly belonged to different groups of people. Moreover, they seemed to be strangers to each other, at least there was no tacit understanding.
"Mr. Ye, someone else has come in?"
Ding Xuelin let out a low cry, and then both of them turned around and looked behind them.
Only then did the two of them realize that the crack through which they entered the secret realm had completely disappeared at this moment, but behind them, a ripple with a radius of about a hundred feet appeared, and many monks were walking out of the ripples. It seemed that this The secret realm has been completely opened, and a steady stream of monks are being accepted to explore.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks walked out of these ripples, and for a while the secret realm was bustling with people, like a lively market.
Fortunately, after these monks came in, the ripples gradually dissipated. These monks belonged to different forces and were cautiously guarded against each other. They were tens of feet apart from each other, and then slowly walked towards Jiang Tian and Ding Xuelin. come over.
"Look, the front is the forest of steles I mentioned. As long as you pass through the forest of steles, there is a medicinal field behind it. However, although there are many elixirs in this medicinal field, you can pick them at will, but the biggest opportunity is behind the medicinal field, etc. You will know after you go there!" A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and carrying a long sword was full of energy. He pointed at the forest of steles and shouted loudly to several young monks behind him. The opportunity he was talking about should be Ding Xuelin pulling out the sword. The graveyard of swords.
"Eldest brother, please stop being so pretentious and tell me what the opportunity is." A young monk who was only in the middle stage of Zifu smiled and wanted to get more secrets out of his mouth.
"Qianyun, please stop chasing after senior brother and ask questions. When it's time to tell us, senior brother will naturally tell us anything!" Another pretty girl with a cute baby face and a graceful figure stood in front of her. Qian Yun, who was in green robe, snorted, and then enthusiastically took the elder brother's arm. His pretty face was full of tenderness and anger, making it difficult to refuse.
The senior brother was obviously very useful. He chuckled, then patted the long sword behind his back and said loudly: "Have you all seen the power of the long sword on my back? Are the two divine patterns carved on it powerful?"
"Elder brother, the sword in your hand is extremely powerful. Even if you take it back to the sect and let the sect master regard it as a treasure to suppress the sect, it won't be an exaggeration!" Qian Yun replied to the eldest brother without thinking, and then there was disbelief in his eyes. The eldest brother couldn't help but stammered in the light and asked: "Elder brother, do you mean to say that the long sword was obtained in this secret realm?"
"That's natural, so you all have a chance to get a magical weapon!" The senior brother smiled slightly, looking at the high-spirited junior brothers and sisters, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
The remaining monks who entered the secret realm were all confused. They only knew that there was a huge opportunity hidden in this secret realm, but they didn't know what the opportunity was?
"Master Ye, what should we do now?"
Ding Xuelin couldn't help but have a look of panic in her eyes when she saw so many people breaking into the secret realm. If it were just her and Jiang Tian, they would naturally have plenty of time to slowly explore and take advantage of all the benefits in the secret realm.
But there are dozens more people at this moment, which means that we have to race against time to compete with these people. Otherwise, we will probably get nothing in the end, and we will only end up empty-handed.
"No matter what benefits there are in this secret realm, we still have to pass through this forest of steles first. Let's go!"
At this time, someone raised their arms and shouted, then took the lead and rushed towards the forest of steles in front, as if they couldn't wait to start exploring the secret realm.
"Master Ye, let's rush over quickly, shall we?"
Ding Xuelin anxiously begged Jiang Tian to leave immediately, and must cross the forest of steles and medicine fields ahead of these monks. Only in this way can all the treasures in the Weapon Tomb be taken away.
"Don't panic, I'll take a look first. By the way, do you know what is written on these stone towers?" Jiang Tian smiled slightly at Ding Xuelin. Jiang Tian, who had already noticed a strange aura surging in the stone towers in the Forest of Steles, stopped him. After seeing Ding Xuelin, she decided to stand outside the Forest of Steles and wait to watch the excitement.
Ding Xuelin shook her head in confusion and smiled bitterly: "Master Ye, I can't even see through the white mist. How can I know the words on the stone tower?"
Jiang Tian pointed to a seven-story stone tower in front of him and said with a smile: "This stone tower has the words "Ghost Killer Sun He" and "Wanxiang Perfection Monk" written on it. With the long sword in his hand, he defeated the two demon cultivators in the middle stage of Yuanshen, and finally died together with the demon cultivator! "
At this moment, the blue-robed monk who had previously incited everyone to rush towards the Forest of Steles suddenly stopped, and then the stone tower belonging to Sun He burst out with dazzling light, and the white mist that filled it suddenly dissipated. Immediately afterwards, a golden stream of light appeared in the stone tower, and then a black-robed monk about thirty years old, carrying a long sword on his back, walked out of the stone tablet step by step and stood in front of the blue-robed monk.
