Jingzhou Secret Land, Simon Island.
Fu Shiyi and his group of eight arrived at the second gate of the palace, each holding a magic weapon. A magic spell was struck on the door, and the two large rusty iron doors slowly opened with a "squeak" sound.
A thick fog appeared in front of them.
Fu Shiyi tried to look inside, but her consciousness extended less than a foot and the visibility was extremely low. However, she did not find anything unusual in the thick fog for the time being.
She turned to look behind her.
After picking the elixir, there was no one in the spiritual field. The Liu family had left, but they did not follow. Fu Shiyi thought for a while and said:
"Uncle Twelve, there may be other entrances to this palace."
Fu Shiyi's implication was that he wanted to enter the palace from another entrance.
Uncle Twelve thought for a while, shook his head and said:
"We have been in the secret realm for less than a year. It will take another two months to get to the exit of the secret realm, leaving us with only half a year."
If you go out again and look for the entrance.
First, it takes a lot of time.
Second, it may not be possible to break the formation. Even if you enter, it may not be safer than the current thick fog entrance.
"When everyone goes in, just follow closely."
Uncle Twelve made the decision, and Fu Shiyi had no objection. She muttered a few words to Xiao Huang who was resting on her shoulder. Xiao Huang flapped his wings and flew into the thick fog first. Fu Shiyi quickly followed. , and the rest of the tribe followed.
Xiao Huang can detect illusions.
By following Xiao Huang, at least you can avoid many detours.
At first, she looked back from time to time to count the number of people, but after advancing half a stick of incense, Xiao Huang, who was flying steadily, suddenly accelerated. Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment and quickly stopped:
"Xiao Huang, please slow down."
If Xiao Huang was flying at full speed, it would be several minutes faster than a Foundation Establishment monk flying with a sword. Fu Shiyi didn't know what kind of stimulation it received. It felt like it was running away in a panic. Not only did it not slow down, but it went faster. Flying faster and faster, he disappeared in an instant.
Fu Shiyi's expression changed.
Pulling the fifth sister and Meier who were following her, she controlled the Sky Thunder Sword and relied on her spiritual connection with it to pursue it. In the thick fog, nothing could be seen or heard. At the beginning, there were eight of them. She was still following closely, but as the thick fog became thicker and thicker, she just turned a corner and when she looked back, she couldn't see the rest of the tribe.
But in the thick fog.
She had no way to find the person, so she could only continue to follow Xiao Huang's guidance and fly through the thick fog.
It felt like a quarter of an hour had passed, and it felt like a long flight.
"Zhizhicha!"
A familiar call suddenly came from the front.
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up, he controlled the flying sword, broke through the thick fog, and flew in the direction of the voice. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, the fog dispersed, and the three of them landed in a room of less than ten square meters. middle.
The room was empty.
There was only one person sitting cross-legged on the ground.
But his back was turned to them.
The whole person is covered by a layer of black gauze.
Meier whispered: "Aunt Eleven, this person has no breath, he should be dead, right?"
Fu Shiyi did not feel any aura fluctuations in the other party. It is said that in this closed palace for tens of thousands of years, no matter how long-lived the person is, he should not be able to survive.
"Fifth sister, please check the situation in this room first, and I will try to contact Uncle Twelve and the others."
Fu Shiyi took out the messenger jade pendant handed to him by his twelfth uncle, made a hand seal with both hands, cast a stream of spiritual light on it, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth.
After half a stick of incense,
The message jade pendant showed no fluctuation.
"It seems that this thick fog has completely isolated information transmission."
Fu Shiyi muttered and had no choice but to give up. Holding the magic weapon in hand, she turned and carefully walked around to the front of the person sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Fifth sister, what's up? There shouldn't be anything unusual about this person, right?"
The fifth sister's eyes narrowed slightly, and joy flashed across her face. She suppressed her excitement and said, "Eleven, try to lift off the black veil on his body."
What else is weird about this black gauze?
Fu Shiyi took a look and found nothing. She cupped her hands to the man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and silently said, "I'm sorry."
As he kneaded with his right hand, a breeze blew over the man sitting cross-legged on the ground, but the layer of black gauze covering his body did not move at all.
Fu Shiyi let out a light sigh.
The fifth sister said excitedly: "Eleven, use all your strength and try again."
Turning to making a hand gesture with both hands, a whirlwind lingered in her chest, and then followed the direction of her fingers and poured it towards the person on the ground.
The wind is so strong.
Even Meier next to her was lying on the wall before she could stand firm. The clothes on the three people were blown loudly. After the strong wind passed, the layer of black gauze covering the man on the ground did not move at all.
"this......"
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.
Could it be that this black veil is some kind of treasure?
When the fifth sister saw this, she suddenly closed her eyes tightly and quickly formed seals with her hands like butterflies passing through flowers. White silk threads spread out from her body, and the silk threads slowly condensed into a spiritual silkworm in the air.
The spiritual silkworm is suspended in the air.
As if it was alive, he suddenly bowed three times to the black veil in front of him.
Fu Shiyi looked on in confusion.
At this time, the fifth sister silently recited a spell in her mouth, and the spiritual silkworms turned into white threads, and the white threads turned into nothingness. The fifth sister suddenly opened her eyes, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart and said:
"Eleven, this layer of black gauze is made from the black silk spun out by the ancient silkworm. It takes a hundred thousand years for the ancient silkworm to mature. The black silk it spits out is only one or two pieces at a time. The grade of this black gauze... ....With my current level, I can’t tell. But it’s at least level three.”
Above the third level, it is the magic weapon level.
Fu Shiyi's breathing couldn't help but become heavier.
Seeing this, Mei'er on the side couldn't help but cheered: "Eleventh Sister, what are we waiting for? Hurry up and put this black gauze away. If someone from the Liu family comes in and sees it later, wouldn't it be troublesome?"
Such a valuable treasure.
Fu Shiyi was naturally itchy.
However, he still said cautiously: "Fifth sister, I just used the third-level blast technique, but I still can't do anything to this black gauze. Could it be that this black gauze is very heavy?"
The fifth sister shook her head: "Celestial silk is generally white, only the silk spun by the ancestral silkworm is black. The white silk is as light as wings, and the black gauze is even worse. However, if this black gauze still has an owner, then the person who casts the spell will It can make her heavier than ten thousand mountain bees.”
"What?"
Mei'er was startled: "Fifth...Fifth Aunt, you...you mean this person is still alive?"
The fifth sister nodded, then shook her head: "Maybe he is dead, but there is still a trace of spiritual consciousness left, or maybe this black gauze gave birth to spiritual wisdom!"
Was a magic weapon of spiritual wisdom born?
Fu Shiyi was stunned. Could it be that this black gauze really gave birth to spiritual intelligence and even a weapon spirit just like her consciousness sea space? If so, wouldn't the three of them be very dangerous?
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but take a few steps back.
