"Hey! The surface of this monument?"
As soon as he saw the changes in the stele, the old man named Fu not far away suddenly pointed to the back of the stele, showing surprise.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows.
After scanning the top, I saw that the back of the stone tablet was broken into pieces.
And in the deep crack, there was a bright blue light flashing.
"Spiritual stone!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the stone tablet in front of him, and then stretched out his right hand.
With a snap of his fingers, several lines of dark blue sword energy fell on the stone tablet instantly.
"Click, click!"
Suddenly rocks flew and dust scattered nearby.
The sharpness of Lin Mo's sword energy alone was unstoppable even if the stone tablet was extraordinary.
In an instant, the blue light dissipated, and what was revealed in front of him was a chipped stone tablet.
In the middle of the stele, there is a dark blue crystal stone embedded in it, as if it had originally grown in the stele.
This crystal is several feet long.
Blue and bright. The crystal is unusually bright, although not all of it is revealed.
It looks rectangular and flat, as if the entire bluestone stele is just a thick shell of this crystal stone.
"It's not a spiritual stone. Although it looks very similar to a water-attribute spiritual stone, the water-attribute spiritual energy contained in it is not."
Not far away, Bai Yaoyi came over.
His beautiful black and white eyes blinked twice and he immediately said affirmatively.
"The ground is indeed not a spiritual stone. No one would directly use the spiritual stone to refine things. They also imprint things on it. This seems to be an inscription."
Lin Mo glanced at the exposed spar and saw uneven spots flashing on its surface.
Apparently nothing special.
Lin Mo no longer hesitated, all his magic energy gathered around him, and then he slowly raised his right hand.
Gently grab it in front of you.
Suddenly, a faint blue light appeared out of thin air in front of the stone tablet.
He grabbed the top of the crystal and lifted it up hard.
With his tyrannical magic power, he forcefully pulled the crystal stone out of the stone monument.
A blue crystal tablet appeared in front of Lin Mo, with runes flowing on it and a faint blue light flashing.
Lin Mo took a closer look at the words on it and suddenly felt something in his heart. However, his face remained calm. Instead, he made a hand gesture with his hands and quickly pointed at the crystal tablet.
In an instant, the crystal tablet trembled and turned over, and its size shrank rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a half-foot-sized brick object.
With a "whoosh" sound, it disappeared directly into Lin Mo's sleeves.
No trace.
The old man named Fu and Bai Yaoyi looked at each other.
Although the two of them are very interested in crystal tablets.
But with Lin Mo's behavior in front of him, he naturally knew better and stopped mentioning it.
Instead, after discussing with Lin Molue, the two of them immediately decided to go up the mountain along these steps.
At this moment, they had determined that the faint roar was indeed coming from the mountain.
Immediately, the three of them disappeared again and flew into the sky.
Lin Mo, who was familiar with the plot, naturally knew that the roar was the monks of the Ye family struggling to break the restriction.
However, Lin Mo was not afraid of meeting these Ye family monks.
All this confidence comes from Lin Mo's strong strength.
Now, the weirdo and the elder of the Ye family, two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, were suspended side by side over a rock.
Not far away, the remaining monks of the Ye family stood in a temporarily arranged formation.
He is using the magic circle to drive various treasures and desperately attacks a huge archway that is vaguely visible in front of him.
The ancient demon also mingled with the Ye family and other monks, commanding a jet-black flying sword that he had summoned from nowhere, and attacking expressionlessly.
This archway itself can emit thousands of rays of rays of light on its own, and can absorb all attacks, as if it is a rare treasure in itself.
"Third boy, how long do you think it will take before you can break through the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations?"
Looking at the archway wrapped in aura, the weirdo couldn't help but look at the white-robed scholar, with a hint of anxiety in his expression.
"I guess one more day and one night will be enough, but this archway is far more troublesome than I thought!"
The Confucian scholar was extremely calm and replied in a deep voice: "No wonder the Wanxiu Sect was so famous in the past."
"We have been delayed in front of this archway for too long. If you and I can go down and help them, the time to break the ban can be reduced by at least half."
The big-headed weirdo murmured depressedly, but his figure remained motionless and showed no intention of actually taking action.
"Since there are ancient ferocious birds such as lions and beasts appearing on this mountain, I naturally have to be more careful."
The Confucian scholar said calmly: "We have only been in this mountain for a few days, and we still have plenty of time. Haste makes waste!"
"That's true. No matter how fast the other Nascent Soul cultivators move, it will still take some time before they can break the seal and enter this mountain!"
Speaking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed in the weirdo's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"But just the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations has taken us so long. I am a little worried that the restrictions we will encounter next will be even more troublesome."
The Confucian scholar in white smiled slightly, but he was confident: "Uncle Qi, don't worry, our Ye family has been planning this operation for so long, so naturally we have already considered it!"
"And during these times, the clan has already collected several secret treasures specifically designed to break the restrictions."
"That's it. Then I'll be relieved."
The big-headed weirdo looked relaxed after hearing this.
Speaking of which, the two of them didn't say anything more.
Instead, he looked at the monks named Ye in the distance.
At the same time, high in the sky above the stone pavilion not far away.
At a seemingly ordinary thick barrier, a light suddenly flashed.
Then a gray head stuck out, and the way it shook its head looked a bit funny.
After this person discovered that there was no one here, he immediately swayed and escaped from the barrier covered in silver light.
This person stepped on the huge round disc, slowly flew towards the stone pavilion, and landed on the top of the stone pavilion, standing firmly.
At this moment, the man raised his head, revealing a smooth face full of wrinkles but with small eyes.
It was actually the mysterious little old man Xiang Zhili
"This is Kunwu Mountain. Tsk tsk, the aura is indeed extraordinary."
"But who dares to open this seal when he is full and okay? If that thing is released, does he want the entire Jin Dynasty to be buried with him?"
Xiang Zhili looked around for a moment and suddenly heard a faint roar. As a result, he couldn't help but jump on the stone pavilion and started yelling, with a look of bad luck on his face.
"Since you know it's bad luck to come here, you still dare to come. I admire your courage."
Just after Xiang Zhili stopped cursing, a sweet female voice suddenly came from his ears. The voice was delicate and gentle, like a lover's cooing call.
But as soon as Xiang Zhili heard this voice, he suddenly felt cold all over, and all his blood seemed to have stagnated.
"Senior, you...are you out?"
Looking at the existence in front of him, Xiang Zhili foamed at the mouth and actually stuttered.
"Come out? I came out a long time ago. I don't know how many thousands of years have passed. It's just that the three elders of Kunwu used the power of tens of thousands of people to arrange this last layer of restrictions. It's really not something I can tear apart with my own strength. Otherwise, this The concubine has gone out a long time ago and will wait until now."
Although the woman's voice was extremely gentle, her face was pale.
"Impossible!!! Under the suppression of two heavenly spiritual treasures, it is impossible for anyone in this world to break away from the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation. Moreover, the seal has cracked. If the senior really escapes, he can leave here long ago. Mountain. How can you continue to stay here?"
After Xiang Zhili panicked, he immediately remembered something, and his expression regained his composure in the blink of an eye: "Most of the seniors just broke free with a trace of consciousness, trying to frighten the juniors back!"
"Do you know that the Jiuzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and the Tongtian Lingbao are the descendants of Kunwu's third son?"
Although the woman's voice was still pleasant to the ear, her words suddenly became a bit colder.
"Junior is not the descendant of the three seniors of Kunwu's three sons, but there are indeed a few people in this world who know about the seniors. Junior happens to be one of them."
As Xiang Zhili spoke, he kept looking around, looking cautious.
"Huh, don't look for anything. It's true that my true body is not out of trouble yet, but I won't let you ruin this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get out of trouble. Just stay here for a few months."
As he spoke, the sky above the stone pavilion became distorted, followed by a white vortex suspended in the air.
A large ray of light suddenly fell on Xiang Zhili from the vortex.
"Fantastic celestial phenomena!!"
When Xiang Zhili saw this scene, his expression changed drastically, and without even thinking about it, the silver light all over his body turned into a ray of escape light and shot out.
However, the five-color glow rotated slightly, and a huge suction force suddenly emerged out of thin air, causing Lao Dunguang to stagnate slightly.
Then the rays of light rolled past, and Xiang Zhili disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if this person had never been there.
"It looks like I'm going to sleep for a while longer. The more monks that can come here, the better. I hope that the day I wake up will be the time when I'm truly out of trouble!"
"Third son Kunwu, I want you to know the price of sealing my concubine when the day comes, haha!!!"
The woman murmured a few words weakly, then giggled crazily, and then her voice suddenly stopped.
Seven days later, when the Ye family broke through the Gate of Wanxiu and fell into an extremely clever illusion formation again, Lin Mo also stopped in front of a stone staircase.
Looking at the restriction in front of him, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Although he is powerful, he can open it with great force.
However, in order not to affect the normal progress of the plot, Lin Mo did not intervene.
Instead, he waited quietly.
As time went by, the entire area around the nameless lake became lively.
There are already as many as a thousand monks gathered here.
And all over dozens of miles around, even the Nascent Soul stage monks. More than a dozen people showed up.
Among them, the most eye-catching ones are the four Poison Saint Sect elders standing side by side on one side of the lake.
Most of the rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators acted alone. Apparently they all came here temporarily after hearing the news.
At this time, several elders from the Poison Saint Sect appeared in front of them. A disciple was reporting something.
"Great Elder. We have searched most of the underground seals. We have already found some clues. They are underground more than twenty miles away from here. Someone deliberately used the illusion array to cover up something there."
The disciple with a red scarf on his head. Said respectfully.
"It's great to have a clue. We've been here for a few days. If we can't find the entrance, that will be the most troublesome!"
At the same time, a middle-aged monk with a green face took a deep breath and gave instructions.
"yes!"
The disciple was extremely respectful and immediately took out an Earth Escape Talisman and slapped it directly on his body.
His figure flickered and disappeared instantly.
At the same time, another Poison Saint Sect elder suddenly spoke:
"Senior Brother Hua, don't worry too much. We don't have late Nascent Soul monks in southern Xinjiang. Even if monks from other sects arrive, the four of us don't have to worry about anyone if we join forces."
"That's true, but every day of delay, more high-level monks will arrive here. What's more, if we delay for a few more days, people from the ten major sects of good and evil may also intervene in this matter."
The middle-aged man named Hua looked gloomy and was obviously a little uneasy.
At this moment, on the other side of the small lake, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground and galloped away into the distance.
A loud cry came out of his mouth.
This sound suddenly alerted all the monks nearby.
Behind this person, several Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves flew out, chasing the escaped monk with frightened and angry expressions.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the monk surnamed Hua and others looked extremely ugly.
"Haha, that's it. Mr. Gan has also practiced a little bit in the art of battle, so he can help your disciples. I will take the first step."
Qian Laomo burst out laughing, and then five white shadows fled downwards, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the lake without a trace.
"Let's go. This old devil is very cruel, don't let him hurt our disciples."
The monk surnamed Hua stamped his feet with a livid face, then flipped one hand over, and a small yellow flag that had been prepared appeared in his hand.
When he stepped on it, a cloud of yellow cloud instantly completely enveloped the Poison Saint Sect.
Then he took these people and disappeared.
Not only the people from the Gan Lao Mo and the Poison Saint Sect, but also the other monks who heard this, naturally burrowed underground one after another. In the blink of an eye, less than half of the nearby monks were gone.
The people left on the ground, naturally low-level monks who don't know the art of earth escape and don't have earth escape treasures, can only watch helplessly.
More than twenty miles north of the small lake, thousands of feet deep underground, there is a huge dark space. A dazzling light flashes at the edge of this space, and below them there is an endless white light curtain.
Not only is this light curtain extremely thick, but there are also layers of astonishing thunder and lightning attached to the light shield. As soon as anyone approaches, a strangely thick arc will immediately strike out unceremoniously.
Those who were lucky enough to dodge, but had no choice but to resist forcefully. As a result, the protective spirit light flashed continuously when they were hit. Naturally, no one approached him rashly for a while.
But when these monks all looked at a place on the light screen, there was no lightning coming out, but there were seven or eight Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves guarding there, all of them stalemate with these monks with gloomy expressions. Don't let others get close to you.
As a result, these people were naturally scolded by the other monks, but no one took action casually.
After all, the Poison Saint Sect is quite famous in Southern Xinjiang, and almost ten of the monks here are local monks in Southern Xinjiang, so naturally they don't dare to get into trouble easily.
(End of chapter)
