When Feng Qingwu approached the corpse in the center of the blood pool, she finally saw the whole picture clearly. Every bone on the corpse was exuding a shining golden light, and there were still Taoist patterns on the bones.
Just standing in front of the corpse, you can feel the extremely strong pressure.
After flowing through the pool of blood, Feng Qingwu looked at the corpse in front of him and sighed.
"Sword Master Qing Heng of the Divine Transformation Stage has never put such pressure on me. His realm should be above that of the Divine Transformation Stage. He must be powerful enough to guard the sealed dragon."
"Even if the body dies, the bones must remain like this..."
Thinking of this, Feng Qingwu was filled with emotion. She shook her head and sighed, then picked up the jade pendant in her hand. After observing the bones, she immediately noticed a rather special detail on the bones.
The corpse is sitting cross-legged, and the hand bones are in a half-clenched fist shape, folded on top of the corpse's legs.
There was just a gap left between the phalanges of both hands.
"This is……"
Feng Qingwu was stunned, and raised the jade pendant to compare with the gap.
As expected, the gap deliberately left at the finger bones of the corpse and the incomparable contract between the jade pendant and the jade pendant showed that this jade pendant originally came from here.
Feng Qingwu had some speculations in her mind that this so-called jade pendant was enshrined in the Wu family's ancestral hall. But in fact, based on the fact that the Wu family and Jiaolong may have a deal, it can be understood that the Wu family and the tiger are seeking skin, and naturally they have to leave behind tricks.
And this method is most likely to take away the jade pendant in the hands of the Xuechi corpse, as another deterrent and seal, as well as the key to unlock the seal, in the hope that the trapped dragon can throw a rat weapon.
When thinking about this, Feng Qingwu subconsciously looked back.
At this moment, the pitch-black cub had come to the side of the blood pool, roaring softly at Feng Qingwu, as if it was urging him. However, there was no sound in the sky above the cave, and the dragon seemed to be dragged into the illusion. .
"It's time to make a decisive decision..."
Feng Qingwu murmured in a low voice and put the jade pendant into the corpse's hand.
Unexpectedly, the moment it was put in, the jade pendant would emit a huge light, with the corpse as the center, expanding outwards, gradually filling the entire cave, completely smearing the dark surroundings with fluorescence.
Feng Qingwu subconsciously took half a step back and raised his eyes to look at the cave.
But before she could see clearly, she suddenly heard a voice——
"After so long, I can still wake up..."
Feng Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at the corpse in front of him. At this time, the originally silent corpse began to vibrate slightly, and the golden light flowing on each bone exuded more tyrannical waves.
The corpse was clearly not moving, but it was still speaking through sound transmission.
Feng Qingwu reacted immediately. She leaned down and saluted: "Junior has met senior. Do you dare to ask whether senior is the one who sealed the dragon?"
"Junior, since you dare to put on the jade pendant, don't you understand?"
A hearty laughter came from the corpse.
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled: "Of course I understand. Junior Feng Qingwu dared to ask the senior's name."
When she spied a hint of the third realm of swordsmanship, that is, the realm where the sword's heart is transparent, Feng Qingwu found that she could faintly detect a hint of good or bad luck. It was her sword intention that reminded her in the dark.
If you wait until later, you can completely enter the third level to condense the sword heart.
Feng Qingwu believed that she could seek good fortune and avoid misfortune with her sword skills.
After confirming that there was no change in his sword intention and corroborating his guess, Feng Qingwu had a certain degree of trust in the bones in front of him, and the smile on his face became a little more real.
The corpse obviously knew it, but he didn't say it clearly. He changed the subject and said, "In such a state, it is rude to talk to a junior like you."
Before Feng Qingwu could get curious, the next moment——
The corpse that was sitting cross-legged suddenly moved its finger bones.
Along with the crackling sound, the corpse started to move directly. The hand bones were lifted up, and only the white fingertips were pointed in front of Feng Qingwu's eyes, and a little bright light condensed on the white bones.
Then, it expanded instantly, wrapping Feng Qingwu in it.
This brilliance is just like the golden color, full of integrity and warmth, making people involuntarily convinced of it.
Feng Qingwu didn't resist.
She felt as if she had fallen into a dream. When she finally opened her eyes, she came into a sea of golden luster, and a middle-aged man who looked rough but bold was standing with his hands behind his back.
His face is full of wild beauty, and it has a unique charm as time has accumulated. He is standing on the golden ocean out of thin air.
Seeing this, Feng Qingwu was slightly stunned, raised his hands and saluted: "Senior."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and looked at Feng Qingwu with a smile.
But the moment his eyes came over, Feng Qingwu felt as if she had been seen through, making her whole body tense up. Fortunately, there was no malice in his eyes, so she could slowly relax.
The middle-aged man finally spoke: "My name is Xi Chen, I'm just an ordinary casual cultivator. As for my cultivation, it's just about cultivating the void."
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu was shocked.
The one who sealed the dragon was indeed a powerful monk!
Although Xi Chen is only one level higher than Qingheng Sword Lord, it is almost impossible for a hundred or a thousand Qingheng Sword Lords to break through to the Void Refining Stage, let alone if Xi Chen still has the cultivation level of the Void Refining Stage - —
I don't know how many Qingheng Sword Lords I have to kill with one hand.
The further you go in cultivation, let alone a big realm, the difference in even a small realm is often bigger than the difference between a human and a dog.
After Xi Chen took a look at it, he smiled and said, "The younger generation is scary."
"Although you are only in the Qi training stage, your swordsmanship has already broken through to the second level, your soul has already reached the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, and you even have the rare Tianling root, well...if I read it correctly."
Xi Chen touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "There seems to be something in your bloodline, but unfortunately the level is too high, even I can't see through it."
With just one glance, Feng Qingwu's information was almost stripped away.
She couldn't help being surprised, but fortunately Xi Chen didn't have any bad intentions. He just instinctively probed and spoke again -
"I see that your physical condition is not good. You must have...encountered something, and after your realm fell, you started practicing again, right?"
"After all, although you are only at the tenth level of Qi training and have not yet broken through the foundation building, I can see that you have a deep foundation and a solid foundation. After continuous cultivation, it is best to break through the Dao foundation that can be condensed during the foundation building period. of."
Feng Qingwu's heart moved and she raised her hand: "Senior, what advice do you have?"
