Chapter 606 Stone Tower

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Shenhua Mountain.

The moon fountain hangs down the wall, pines and cranes perch on the building. From the bottom of the mountain, you can see the towering fairy mountains, the Qionglou Yuyu, the white snow and the divine pines and waterfalls thousands of feet high. Thunderstorms are flying half way down, and the sun is at the top of it.

"What a sacred mountain and fairyland, this trip is worth it."

The young man in brocade clothes has an arrogant and domineering look. At this age, he is in the stage of hoarseness of his voice. There are more than a dozen eunuchs around him who are flattering and flattering, and they are constantly changing their tricks to make the young man happy. Not far away, there is a team of hundreds of people, with a luxurious carriage for young people. The palace maids and the mighty imperial guards marched towards Mount Huashan.

Twenty years have passed since the founding of the country and unification, and Jiang Mian, the great ancestor of the Yan Empire, died four years ago.

During his reign, Jiang Mian visited Shenhua Mountain several times to enshrine the throne, in order to show that he accepted the destiny to govern the world, to bring peace to heaven, to repay the gods, and to demonstrate the orthodoxy of the Jiang family.

The emperor who was about to conquer the world was in good physical condition and spent his free time traveling far away and climbing mountains.

The second-generation emperor preferred to stay in the palace and enjoy the pleasures of the world. However, the first emperor had gone to Shenhua Mountain several times to enshrine the Zen. If he did not go, it would be unorthodox and would not be recognized by heaven and earth. Going there in person would be too tiring and he would have nothing to do. Zhuo Mo thought that the prince could go climbing the mountain instead of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, not to mention that the princes were very happy to run errands.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth is a big event. Whoever goes will mean who will be able to reach the Ninth Five-Year Plan in the future. For this reason, there are many stumbling blocks and stabbings in the back of each other. The prince who got the opportunity was delighted to go.

It has to be said that Yan II is very smart. With just one order, his sons rushed to climb the mountain.

When the royal team arrived at Shenhua Mountain, it was located in front of the tall mountain gate at the foot of the mountain. Senior disciples of Chunyang Palace were responsible for receiving and guiding the way. Normally, senior disciples were busy maintaining the operation of Chunyang Palace. The disciples above the elders were either in retreat or enlightening, and had no time to do this. trivia.

The team began to climb the mountain.

The palace maids and eunuchs were panting and did not dare to complain about the pain, and the guards were trained all year round and were not afraid of hard work.

"What a beautiful scene~ The Chang'an poet really didn't lie~"

The prince was very excited looking at the beautiful scenery of green mountains and clear waters. The cranes and monkeys were not afraid of strangers, and he did not feel tired at all with the beautiful scenery. It was really fun to climb the mountain while rocking the exquisite wicker chair.

Several strong men took turns carrying rattan chairs to climb up, and the prince was really not tired.

The prince and officials did not notice that the few guards and maids in the team spoke very little...

The Chunyang Palace on the mountain has already prepared for the ceremony. The ancient altar on the cliff has been cleaned, and the disciples are prohibited from conflicting with the royal family. The hot-tempered Jin Xu forges utensils in the crater of his own volcano, while the cold-faced Zixu who likes to communicate with swords does not need to Responsible for receiving visitors, this kind of thing has always been the job of Yuxu Palace.

Lingxu's alchemy and medicine business often exploded and turned into a disgrace, so it was not suitable for seeing guests.

Qingxu...forget it, everyone in Qingxu is very busy.

Tai Chi Square is very lively. Young disciples are running around trying to see what the emperor's son looks like. Senior brothers and sisters are busy running to catch the child...

The pavilions and pavilions of Chunyang Palace are different from the luxury and nobility of the imperial palace. They have a transcendent and otherworldly atmosphere, which is very comfortable.

The person who received the prince was an elder of Yuxu Palace, and the two parties got along well.



late at night.

Five black shadows left the guest room and disappeared into the night.

Chunyang Palace has many disciples and energetic young children running around, so there are no magic arrays in the living area. I believe no one dares to make trouble in Chunyang Palace, not to mention the elders in the Yuanying stage and the supreme elders in the Transformation stage. Most of them, no one dares to plot evil in the mountains because of their long life, but there are no absolutes in the world, and there are always exceptions to everything.

Five black figures used the shadows of the buildings under the moonlight to sneak silently, almost melting into the darkness.

Soon they came to the edge of the living area of ​​the guest room, and the five people paused. If they went further, there might be magic circles and experts everywhere. Although there were ways to block the breath, if there was even the slightest movement, all the previous efforts would be wasted, so they had to be cautious.

One of them took out a small jade bottle, pulled out the stopper, and crawled out a small moth that shone red.

Reciting the incantation softly, the moth fluttered forward and left and right, as if drunk. The five people quickly followed, imitating the moth's twists and turns and not daring to deviate at all...

After twisting and turning, I came to the edge of the cliff and jumped down without hesitation!

I didn't dare to use spells or talismans to fly. I clasped my hands and feet in the cracks of the mountain stream and moved flexibly on the cliff like a gecko, always following the little moth. When I passed by a waterfall, someone missed me because the rocks were covered with moss and were slippery. Fall into the chasm.

If it were anyone else, he would have shouted for help when he fell off the cliff, but that person didn't say a word and let himself fall to his death...

The four of them continued to move forward, following the moths around mysterious magic circles that were invisible to the naked eye. The mountain wind was strong, so the remaining four were extremely careful after losing one person's hand.

Rounding a cliff, an ancient stone tower appeared in front.

It was dark and deep, the moon could not shine down, and it was as dark as ink. The stone tower was surrounded by magic circles, and countless flying swords were spinning around the tower like dragons on the water. There was a green lotus on the top of the tower that emitted fluorescence, which was similar to when Bai Yujun was suppressed by the Ming Dynasty. The lotus flower in the palace is very similar.

The moth was still approaching the stone tower, and then the four of them saw a flash of sword light, and the moth turned into powder and scattered.

"let's start."

Three of them pulled out daggers and stabbed them into the heart...

When the two senior disciples responsible for guarding the stone tower discovered the intruder, they immediately drew their swords without yelling nonsense. However, they were unable to stop the inexplicable man in black. The black energy released by the other party was so strange and evil that they had no choice but to issue a warning and activate the magic circle!

Not long after, a large array of sword lights illuminated the deep canyon!

The nearby patrolling disciples quickly flew towards the valley, and even the Supreme Elder flew to the stone tower. Several huge palace lanterns rose in the sky, emitting light to illuminate the sacred mountain.

"Someone sneaked into the stone tower!"

A loud roar spread throughout the sect.

In Zixu Peak, Gan Wu went out with a blank expression, raised his legs and disappeared instantly...

When Gan Wu arrived at the bottom of the valley, the stone pagoda had been surrounded by mountain patrol disciples. The pagoda door was wide open, and there were four strange corpses on the ground. One of them fell in front of the door, and the other three were shriveled as if their blood had been drained.

An evil cultivator's high-level magic weapon Ghost Flute that escaped from the tower was flying around trying to escape. Gan Wu glanced at it.

Uh-huh! The magic weapon Ghost Flute that was running around was cut into two pieces by the sword energy.

Walking into the tower, the interior was as empty and bright as day, with densely packed grids flying in a series according to a certain pattern. There were too many, and Gan Wu quickly discovered something unusual. One of the boxes was open.

It contains the magic weapon brought back by Master and Uncle Yu many years ago. He and Junior Sister Bai were also there at the time, because many people died because of this thing.

"Finally couldn't bear it anymore?"

Gan Wu sneered.

That terrible magic weapon was brought back and sealed in Shenhua Mountain. For hundreds of years, the demons and monsters never dared to approach it. Unexpectedly, it was finally released by a few low-level practitioners. The monsters have always disdained foreign objects, and they have to pay the price for taking risks. There is only one possibility to steal the magic weapon, and they begin to lose confidence in themselves.

Walking out of the stone tower, the thick stone door rumbled shut, and the gap was sealed again with a flash of light.

He spoke coldly as he passed by the corpse.

"Clean up the body and continue patrolling the mountain."

"yes!"

The disciples confirmed that the seal was intact, grabbed four corpses and disappeared into a stream of light.

Gan Wu despised those monsters and demon cultivators.

"You have to rely on things to practice fighting. It's really useless."

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