One day, after forming a contract with the old god,

Chapter 285 285. Forgotten Land 1
The time is approaching evening.

Zhao Changzhong reviewed the last document and wrote his name in the signature area.

After doing all this, he neatly placed the instructed documents in one place as usual, as if today was just an ordinary day.

Following the last major internal shake-up in the Federation, all disciples of the Ancient School except Zhao Zhiru were expelled from the Federation.

In order to prevent the ancient school of learning from being destroyed by his own hands, he became a victim of the fighting between various factions.

For so many years, he has never contacted those disciples scattered around the world.

One is to protect them, and the other is to paralyze the federation and give opponents the illusion that the ancient school of thought is unlikely to succeed.

In fact, his approach protected those disciples to the greatest extent and also protected the continuation of the ancient school.

What the Federation doesn't know is that even if they are far apart, as long as they have mountain ghost copper coins, it is not difficult for Zhao Changzhong to establish contact.

And today is the best time to restart.

Those disciples will also enter the trial area with him at midnight tonight to drive away evil spirits together.

To be on the safe side, Zhao Changzhong has the habit of divination before every major decision.

Today is no exception.

He waved his hand, and the copper coins on his wrist automatically slipped from the red rope, and then lay one by one in his palm.

You can only do one divination at most in a day.

Between asking himself how his trip was going and the future of the Ancient School, he chose the latter.

After the copper coin was thrown, it settled again.

Zhao Changzhong looked at it carefully and saw that it was a decent hexagram.

He was already very satisfied with this result.

Individuals will eventually die, and only by guarding the torch passed down from generation to generation can hope continue from generation to generation.

That's why he asked about the future.

Just as he flicked his wrist, he put the copper coins back into the red rope and put them on.

But the vision happened.

The originally strong red rope was broken without warning.

No matter how quickly he reacted and reached out to catch it, he still couldn't catch all the coins.

A few of them slipped from the seams of his hands and fell straight to the ground, making a crisp sound.

It was only when he bent down to pick it up that he discovered:
The number of copper coins that fell on the ground was exactly three.

His eyebrows twitched subconsciously.

When his eyes fell on the final hexagram, a scene that worried him still happened:

It's actually Kan Gua.

This hexagram symbolizes many dangers, and it also means that the house leaks and it rains all night.

In short, it is extremely dangerous and not a good sign.

Zhao Changzhong picked up the scattered copper coins and the broken red rope calmly and put them into his pocket.

Then, as usual, he carefully wiped the furnishings in the house.

These ornaments and their placement have special meanings.

Its greatest function is to suppress evil spirits and ensure peace.

Even if he couldn't return in triumph, the presence of these town objects could buy some time for those who came after him.

After wiping the treasure clean, he came to the wall with two copper coin swords and stopped for a moment to look at it.

Finally, he removed only one of them.

Waving and dancing away, it still looks like it did in the past.

When night fell completely, he left with the copper coin sword.

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Zero point, 6-1 trial area.

This time the trial area is different from the past.

In Qin Yu's words, it's weird, and it's quite weird.

The entire area was shrouded in thick fog. Even with the help of Shenxing and Ominous People, she still could not detect the guy hiding behind the fog.

The sensitivity of the bracelet and its own perception ability are also greatly reduced after entering here.

The distortion value that the equipment can detect sometimes rises and sometimes falls. Even if the value is inaccurate, even the positioning function of the catastrophic object jumps around irregularly. One of the times, the bracelet was positioned directly on his head.

She was completely speechless.

Have you been identified as a disaster by your bracelet?

Later, she turned off the bracelet directly to prevent it from affecting her judgment.

Visibility is almost non-existent here. She can barely see the ground beneath her feet even if she tries hard to distinguish. No matter how many places there are, she can't see clearly.

Because her vision was blocked, her speed was much slower.

Sometimes you can only judge your environment based on the terrain and soil under your feet.

The strange thing is that the changes in the surrounding environment are as confusing as the crazy bracelet.

It was obvious that she was in a lifeless wasteland a second ago, but when she stepped forward, she realized that what was bordering the wasteland was an oasis that was in disarray.

These two areas are like two pieces on a huge puzzle. Except for the marginal fit, the other parts have no relationship at all.

Fragmented and strange.

She did not rush into the seemingly harmless oasis, but walked along the dividing line.

Because of the thick fog, she overlooked something.

Her intuition told her there was something hidden in the area.

The dividing line is the best landmark.

She walked forward, the mist covering her body with a sticky wet feeling.

It was wet, as if a basin of cold oil had been poured on him.

If you stay in the fog for a long time, your body will inevitably feel an indescribable heaviness.

She could feel her steps getting smaller and smaller, as if something was holding her back.

suddenly.

The shadows of trees appeared in the thick fog ahead.

Although it was close to her eyes, Qin Yu could only vaguely make out its rough outline.

Judging from the branches with claws and claws, it seems to be an ancient tree that has been dead for a long time.

There seems to be nothing unusual about the dead trees growing in the wasteland.

After looking at it intently for a moment, she felt that there was a strange aura everywhere in this tree.

Since she came to the trial area, she discovered a problem:
Dense fog itself can isolate human senses and have its own interference effects.

Hearing, vision and intuition will all be gradually deprived of when left alone for a long time.

At the moment, the unknown feeling coming from the dead tree itself was eating away at her will as quickly as insects and ants.

After some tangle, she stepped forward, replaced her hand with the dark shadow, and leaned towards the tree.

next second.

A muffled sound came from the blade to her mouth.

Although the dead tree was just a dead object, the shock that reached her hands made her feel a little painful.

Qin Yu was no stranger to the touch of trees, but the muffled sound and the shock after the blade was stabbed were clearly not something that trees could produce.

That is to say...

What was in front of me was just something that looked like a tree, but was not a tree at all.

After realizing this, she suddenly became more vigilant.

Just when she was about to lean forward, she met this guy pretending to be a tree.

suddenly.

Click——

Something rolled down from the tree and slid directly to her feet.

The thing stopped rolling after it hit her foot.

She subconsciously took a step back, just about to swing the knife and nail the thing.

The whole thing actually appeared to be round when she lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes.

It turned out to be a withered white skull!