Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 267 Luogu Cave Yongling Branch Cave

After about two sticks of incense, everyone became more and more uneasy as the more and more rancid smell invaded the nasal cavity. Everyone knew that there was a high probability that the front would not be a good place.

When they turned a corner, the dim light ahead made them realize that the corridor was gone, replaced by a huge cave.

What is different from the corridors just now is that the fluorescence in this cave is bright, and the fluorescence emitted by the streamer moths densely attached to the top of the cave almost illuminates the outline of the entire space.

This suddenly open cave is regular and flat, and the whole thing looks like a drum.The corridor they were in was hanging about seven or eight feet high on the cave wall, which was the slightly raised waist of the "drum".

What is obviously different from the complex and rough corridors just now is that the flat brick-paved floor here and the six thick and well-carved stone pillars around it all show that this is a carefully designed and repaired cave.

Although there are traces of careful construction, there is no maintenance.This can be seen from the intricately climbing tree roots and dry gray vines around the cave wall and on the stone pillar.

I don't know what kind of dark gray vines have dried up and died, but they can grow in such a dark underground cave with no sunlight at all?However, it may be because of this that a large area will dry up and die.

Layers upon layers of intricate dry vines were like the fibrous roots of a banyan tree, entwining the entire cave like a coiled wire hole. The dense fibrous roots were so intricate that they almost blocked the entrance to the corridor where a few people were.

He Lianfeng cleared the entrance of the cave for one person to pass through, and everyone looked down from the high cave wall.

I saw an octagonal platform in the center of the cave along the stone steps. In the center of the platform was a huge coffin.There seemed to be something extraordinary trapped inside the coffin. Not only were there thick iron chains fixed to the surrounding stone pillars, but the other end of the iron chains went straight through the cave wall and penetrated deeply into the mountain, making it unbreakable.

The faint footsteps from before were long gone, replaced by eight dark figures kneeling facing the coffin.They neither moved nor made any sound, only endless silence and fluorescent light that filled the entire cave.

Although the fluorescence can vaguely illuminate the outline, it is not as bright as sunlight. Therefore, the details cannot be clearly seen, so that when looking at the motionless black shadow, it is difficult to distinguish whether it is a person or a statue like a lamp slave. .

There is nothing else on the entire platform except for a huge coffin and the eight black figures around it. Although the relief carvings on the platform are thick and gorgeous, even Fang Ling and the others who are several feet away can feel it coming. It is precious, but it always feels empty and lonely in the eyes.

But what made Fang Ling extremely puzzled was that, apart from being lonely, she actually sensed some familiarity from this weird underground space.

Fang Ling thought she had never been here before, but an inexplicably familiar feeling of suffocation made her almost breathless.She swore that even when she was a child, she was carried around by Fang Changqing and sold rat poison, and she had never set foot in Yongling, but this familiar feeling was extremely real.

"This is Luogu Cave." Changting quickly gave the answer.

Fang Ling was startled suddenly, and then quickly used a trace of spiritual power to investigate. Sure enough, the same five elements were reversed, and it was also suffocating.But how did Chang Ting know that the five elements and the universe were reversed in Luogu Cave?Could it be that he also went in?

Before Fang Ling could think about it, Fu Sheng muttered in a low voice with great disdain: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is Yongling, not Southern Yunnan!"

"But this is indeed a Gu hole!" Finally, He Lianfeng came to a definite conclusion.

"Ah? Are you afraid that you will also go crazy together..." Fu Sheng muttered in disbelief.

"Look at the coffin. The bright and clear material is neither copper, iron nor paint. It is dragon crystal, exactly the same as the one in the Gu Cave where I fell."

"But...isn't your perverted wormhole thousands of miles away? Doesn't this thing also have a semicolon?"

He Lianfeng was speechless after hearing the words: "Do you think this is an inn?"

Fang Ling had no intention of listening to the two of them talking nonsense. He only became interested in the fluorescent spotted moth that was lying quietly but now suddenly started to fall sporadically. At first, this spotted moth only drifted occasionally, but soon the fluorescent spotted moths The moths are like snowflakes in winter, falling more and more.

Everyone couldn't help but look up and saw that the cave roof, which was originally covered tightly by fluorescent spotted moths, gradually revealed spots as the spotted moths fell one after another.The gaps don't look special at first glance, but if you look at the whole, you will find that these gaps are not simple.

Relying on Fang Ling's intuition of following his grandfather to deduce the formation since he was a child, if these gaps are assigned to points, connected with each other, and pressed against the front and foot of the formation, it will be a complex and huge formation.But where is the eye of this formation?
Fang Ling pointed out what he saw to He Lianfeng and Fu Sheng, but one of them was born in a family of witchcraft and was unlearned and inexperienced, the other was idle and had a master with half a bucket of water, it was as if they hadn't.Advanced things like formations are really difficult for them.Until Fang Ling broke out in a sweat, the two of them couldn't figure out anything.

Fang Ling, who had nothing to do, could only move closer to Changting's ear, and tried his best to spit out a few subtle notes.

"Draw it." Changting spread his palms.

It can be seen that this guy really understands what he is saying. He didn't know which muscle was wrong before. Seeing that He Lianfeng didn't like it, he used himself to try to squeeze him.

As the spotted moths continued to fall off, in a flash of fluorescent light, the shadow patterns formed by the spotted moths' shedding became more and more clear and coherent.Fang Ling had just roughly traced the frame in Changting's palm, and before he could point all the positions one by one, Changting was sure:

"This is a mirror formation. The one you describe is the secondary formation, and there is a main formation that should be far opposite to it."

Fang Ling immediately realized, isn't that the platform where the coffin is placed?
However, for some unknown reason, the ceiling of the cave is full of spotted moths, and there are also clusters of spotted moths gathering together on the walls of the cave from time to time. However, there are only a few living ones on that platform except for the fallen corpses of spotted moths. .Without the shiny spotted moth mark, it would be difficult for Fang Ling to see the whole picture even with his excellent eyesight.

What's more, the fragmentary vine roots scattered on the ground covered the entire platform so mottled that it was hard to distinguish. Even if we could see the engraved and carved patterns on the floor tiles, we couldn't see the specific appearance.

Just when Fang Ling was looking at some gray-white dry branches and dead trees among the pile of roots and vines, he suddenly felt a stone fly past his ear and hit the dragon crystal coffin on the platform with a crisp sound.

In the deathly silent depths of the underground, everyone was already very nervous, and even the sound of breathing was controlled very weakly. The sudden crisp sound that suddenly sounded in this empty space was no different from the thunder that passed through everyone's hearts.

Fang Ling felt as if the roots of the vines hanging on the iron chains were startled by the noise, and he had already been pressed down on his head by He Lianfeng, who reacted quickly, so that he could hide himself.

Fang Ling had already broken a leg, and at this time the force was uneven, and a guy directly pressed He Lianfeng to eat shit, and when she raised her head again, she wished she could kick Fu Sheng, a reckless little bastard, off.

Fusheng saw that even his gray face could not hide the anger pouring out of Fang Ling's eyes, and he quickly defended himself: "Throwing... I call it throwing stones to ask for direction."

Fang Ling was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he quickly looked at the black figure kneeling on the ground, but didn't see any movement.

"I'm afraid it's really not a living thing." He Lian, who had been watching the movement below, said.

When Fu Sheng heard this, he became excited: "Let me just say it, how could someone kneel for so long without moving a bit. I started to itch my hands, feet, and vest as soon as I knelt for half a stick of incense."

(End of this chapter)