Ask Immortal Way

"Ask the Immortal Way"

Listen to the discussion of the monks next to you.

This is the third area that Su Zinan has searched.

The previous two failed.

There are monks gathered on several nearby islands to wait and see the result.

I don't know what method Su Zinan used.

The sea surface in the distance bulges high, and the seawater drains out continuously from the inside. Qin Sang flew a little higher, and saw that the bulge was in the shape of a ring, forming a bottomless sea pit in the middle.

Inside the sea pit, lights of different colors flickered non-stop, and the fluctuations formed by magic weapons and Taoism could be clearly perceived.

There are some figures floating in the sea pit.

Several of them are clearly the core.

Qin Sang took a closer look and saw the faces of these people clearly.

One of them is suave and suave in a white robe and jade belt. He is Su Zinan who is in the limelight now.

"That old devil is really not Su Zinan," Qin Sang thought of Wu Lao.

He still remembered that the old devil didn't have a Mingyue seal between his brows, and he wasn't a Mingyue guard. He didn't know what his status was in Luye.

Sweeping over the people next to him, Qin Sang noticed the man next to Su Zinan.

This person didn't say a word, just stood there quietly, giving people a feeling of being out of the world.

"The number one casual cultivator in the Northern Wilderness, Mo Xingdao, what is the relationship between this person and Lu Ye... As expected of the Taoist lineage, there are at least three great cultivators in the open and in the dark! Didn't the old devil come? Or is he hiding in the dark to meet Su Zinan?"

Qin Sang observed Mo Xingdao for a while, then awakened the Tianmu butterfly, and searched secretly.

From Su Zinan's side to the outermost crowd of onlookers.

Qin Sang scanned it roughly, but found no one that looked like Wu Lao.

The setting sun falls into the sea.

At nightfall, the precious light in the sea pit suddenly went out, Su Zinan flew out of the sea pit with a gloomy face, followed by Mo Xingdao and others, the sea water receded and returned to normal.

Then, Su Zinan ignored the others and flew straight back to Chinan Island Chain.

As expected, the search failed again.

…

Thereafter more than a month.

Qin Sang followed Su Zinan to many places, and every time he left in good spirits and returned in disappointment.

Su Zinan's activities were irregular, running around from east to west and north to south.

After so many times, Qin Sang couldn't help wondering whether Su Zinan could lock the Wuwang Palace ruins? Or are you deliberately procrastinating?

These days, there are obviously many Nascent Souls of unknown origin in the crowd of onlookers. Some of them have dark auras, deliberately concealed, but they cannot be hidden from Qin Sang's spiritual sense.

This does not affect his practice of "Golden Seed of Fire", Qin Sang simply continued to spend with Su Zinan.

Another half month passed.

Qin Sang was practicing, and the innkeeper sent someone to report that Su Zinan had left the island again.

Every time Su Zinan acted with great fanfare, it saved Qin Sang from staring at him all the time.

Qin Sang slowly withdrew his kung fu, the fire lotus seeds hid between his eyebrows.

Without asking Su Zinan where he was going, when he walked out of the inn, Qin Sang raised his head and saw streaks of light flying by in the sky, all flying in the same direction.

He followed at a leisurely pace.

It was soon discovered that this time was different from before, so Su Zinan left the island and flew southeast at the fastest speed, with a very clear goal.

Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat, and she speeded up, surpassing most of the monks.

Not long.

Everyone followed Su Zinan to a new sea area.

Qin Sang habitually landed on a deserted island and found a place with a good view to wait and see.

From a distance, I saw Su Zinan and others staying on the sea surface, forming a circle, as if they were discussing something.

After a stick of incense.

Mo Xingdao and the other Nascent Souls respectively took a strangely shaped wooden stake from Su Zinan, and spread it out in all directions, leaving only Mingyuewei beside Su Zinan.

The wooden stake was as thick as a thigh and only three feet long, with dense grooves carved on its surface, which reflected a strange **** light under the sunlight. Like the veins of a stake, the blood keeps flowing inside.

Everyone held wooden stakes and surrounded an area with a radius of more than ten miles. Su Zinan was located in the very center, suspended above the sea, sitting cross-legged in the air.

Su Zinan closed his eyes tightly.

Others get busy.

They were too far away, Qin Sang couldn't see what they were going to do for the time being, it seemed that they were forming an formation.

After a while, Su Zinan let out a low growl of unknown meaning.

Mo Xingdao and the others immediately threw the stake in their hands and threw it straight into the sea.

'boom! boom! boom! '

Water splashes.

The wooden stake pierced the sea surface, most of it was submerged underwater, and part of it was exposed to the water surface, hovering motionless.

At the same time, Su Zinan raised his hands, quickly completed a seal formula, and pressed down with his palms, a stream of light shot into the sea.

The streamer silently blends into the sea water.

Suddenly, the surrounding wooden posts changed, and the blood in the groove flowed rapidly, bursting out a thick **** light. The stakes react to each other, and the blood light attracts each other.

'Swipe...'

Blood and light formed lines, connecting all the stakes, forming a complex pattern on the sea.

Su Zinan is the person in the main formation, controlling this formation seems to be a heavy burden, his face turned red, and his upper body shook.

Just when outsiders thought that something happened to Su Zinan, Su Zinan suddenly faded away and disappeared, and a Su Zinan appeared on top of all the wooden posts at the same time, melting into the wooden posts in a flash.

"open!"

Accompanied by a big drink.

The wooden stakes all sank into the bottom of the sea, and the sea water in the center of the formation turned into **** water, dazzling scarlet, as if a blood-colored gem was inlaid in the sea.

'Wow! '

The blood boiled and turned into a thick **** light, soaring into the sky!

Whether it's Su Zinan's actions or the blood-wood formation, they are completely different from the previous ones. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there will be changes today!

Qin Sang's eyes moved along the blood light, and immediately saw an astonishing scene.

The **** light rushed to a position thousands of feet high and disappeared abruptly. The blood-wood formation is still in operation, and the blood light is like a pillar, flowing continuously, but only the section below can be seen.

There seems to be an invisible giant mouth in the void, swallowing blood!

There were constant exclamations around.

Qin Sang stared at the place where the blood light disappeared, and let the Tianmu butterfly use all her strength to urge her supernatural powers. At first, she didn't see anything, and there was no invisible barrier as imagined.

When the blood light became more and more intense, and finally changed, a black spot appeared faintly inside the blood light, and then the black spot expanded at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, the black spot became half the size of a blood light, and it was still expanding rapidly.

Even people who don't have the Celestial Eye Butterfly have noticed a change in the blood light. The inexplicable force tore a big hole in the void, like some kind of passage.

"I found it!"

"Are you sure it's the Wuwang Temple? The last time the ruins were opened, who was there, is it the same?"

"Mr. Shen was there at the time! Huh? Where did Mr. Shen go?"

…

The island is a mess.

Qin Sang stared at the black hole with a dignified expression. The black hole was pitch black. For some reason, he felt palpitations. This feeling grows stronger as the black hole expands.

Suddenly, a gray breath flew out from the black hole.

'Boom! '

There was a loud bang, and everyone lost their voices in shock. They stared blankly at the top, and saw the gray aura rushing out of the black hole, displaying extremely violent power, rushing down brazenly.

The void gave birth to a gray waterfall.

With such a distance, everyone could feel the aura of tearing everything apart, and their hearts were jumping with fear.

Gray breath rushes down.

The people in the Blood Eye Formation bear the brunt.

'Whoosh whoosh...'

Su Zinan and the others were very embarrassed as they escaped from the blood-wood formation one after another. Looking back, they all had expressions of lingering fear.

The gray breath is clearly extremely violent turbulence.

The blood-wood formation was directly torn into pieces, and now even the black hole could not be seen, and the endless gray aura gushed out, and the inside of the aura was chaotic, filled with extremely chaotic turbulence, spreading outward at an alarming speed.

Qin Sang understood why a large island could be leveled.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang couldn't help but think of the scene when Ziwei Palace ascended.

There are also terrible spatial turbulence in the space cracks. Even with the protection of the Ascension Platform, it is necessary to require the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Late Stage to be able to protect itself.

Of course, the two turbulences are not the same.

Qin Sang could clearly feel that there was a chaotic restraining force in the gray aura, which was most likely caused by the destruction of the spirit array or the secret realm.

The cultivator of Huashen probably can't arrange this kind of spiritual formation, at least it is at the level of the ancient fairy formation, and the depth of Wuwang Temple is beyond imagination.

It's been a long time.

The Hall of Wuwang has already become history, and some ancient books have been dug up recently, but there are not many relevant records, and they may not be credible.

According to research, when Wuwangdian was in its heyday, it was a super power spanning the mainland and the East China Sea, and it was likely to be jointly controlled by the human race and the monster race.

The coexistence of the two races in one force is unimaginable for today's monks.

Now the human race and the monster race are separated, and Wuwang Temple has become ruins. Fortunately, Zhongzhou is big enough, and the sea area between the mainland and the East China Sea is vast and barren enough.

The roar continued, deafening.

It took only a quarter of an hour for these turbulent currents to cover a large sea area, and the expansion slowed down, directly turning this place into a storm belt, covering the sky and the sun.

The surrounding sea areas were affected, and huge waves were surging.

Qin Sang opened his protective essence to resist the strong wind, and looked at Su Zinan and others at the edge of the turbulent flow.

Su Zinan's face was a little pale. Fortunately, he escaped quickly and was not directly impacted. He agitated his true essence, and his voice overcame the storm, "Which fellow Taoist is willing to help me enter Wuwang Palace, Su's previous promise is still valid!"

There was silence in the distance.

After a while, someone asked loudly, "Fellow Daoist Su wants to go through these turbulent currents and enter the deepest part?"

Su Zinan's answer was surprising, "Su doesn't know much about the Wuwang Palace. Whether the Wuwang Palace is in the depths of the turbulent flow can only be known after entering."

There was a commotion among the people upon hearing this.

There are lessons learned from Ba Scenery and Ganlu Temple.

According to common sense, these two sects failed, but anyone with self-knowledge would not be able to accompany Su Zinan to take risks, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.

However, Su Zinan was able to lock Wuwang Palace so quickly, and the blood-wood formation was obviously unusual. This person must know some unknown secrets.

Everyone was weighing gains and losses, but no one responded for the time being.

Su Zinan shook his head, and was about to lead people into the turbulent flow, when someone asked loudly, "Can you tell me, fellow daoist Su, why you entered Wuwang Hall? Since fellow daoist declared that he would give up all the treasures, he didn't go there for treasure hunting, did he?"

Su Zinan was silent for a while, then said, "Looking for someone!"

Find someone!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

There have long been rumors that Huashen was trapped in Wuwang Temple, first Bajingjing and Ganlu Temple, Su Zinan came again.

"who?"

Someone immediately asked.

Su Zinan looked around, but he didn't find anyone who made the sound, so he didn't answer coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Su Mou, wait another ten breaths!"

Nine breaths of time passed in an instant.

At the last breath, a ray of light lit up on an island in the distance, and an old man with white beard and hair flew in front of Su Zinan, nodded and said, "Follow Daoist Su!"

Su Zinan was overjoyed. He looked at the old man and asked in surprise, "Your Excellency is the master of the Weeping Cave?"

The old man laughed, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Su to know the name of this old man. It's a great honor."

"The cave master is too humble. Who doesn't know the cave master of Weeping Soul in Nanzhou? Who doesn't know? It is Su's honor to finally see the true face of the cave master!"

Su Zinan was extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing that no one responded except the Weeping Cave Master, Su Zinan no longer hesitated and led his team into the turbulent flow.

As soon as they entered, all kinds of lights flashed on the islands, and they flew close to the turbulent flow, feeling the power of the turbulent flow, and most of the monks flinched.

If a Jindan cultivator entered such a place, he might not be able to go very far. Not only would he not be able to obtain treasures, he would even lose his life.

However, Su Zinan made too much noise, and there were not a few Nascent Souls who were attracted, some of them were alone, and some of them walked together in twos and threes.

Qin Sang entered the turbulent flow alone.

He did not choose to be with Su Zinan.

Back then, to deal with Wulao, the sword array, magic fire and sun **** tree were all used, and they were known by the other party. Once they encountered danger inside, it was impossible to hide~www.readwn.com~ Then he would face three The Great Cultivator's flanking attack is not worth the candle.

In addition, Qin Sang had a vague feeling that Su Zinan's purpose was not pure. If Old Demon Lu was trapped in Wuwang Palace, it would be inconsistent with Concubine Yue's statement.

It is still necessary to go in and have a look.

Qin Sang jumped into the turbulent flow.

It's relatively easy on the outermost edge, and you can avoid the impact of the turbulent current by dodging, but the turbulent current changes very quickly, and the turbulent current becomes very dense within a short distance, and you must fight hard.

Qin Sang urged the wishful orb to activate the shield to protect the body.

Tian Mudie looked around for him.

Traces of other monks can be found on both sides.

Their direction was the same as Qin Sang's, they all wanted to follow Su Zinan.

Qin Sang didn't care about others, and let the Tianmu butterfly fully stimulate the Tianmu, and locked the direction of Su Zinan's travel from afar.

So it didn't go far.

Qin Sang's figure suddenly paused.

There is obviously nothing around, but at this moment, inexplicably, it feels a little different, as if entering a different space.

'Wow! '

Suddenly several turbulent currents hit at the same time.

Qin Sang's expression changed slightly, and then he was impacted by several chaotic forces at the same time, the sound of the shock continued, the shield vibrated and flickered.

Qin Sang hurriedly increased his true energy to stabilize the shield.

"Hiss...you haven't entered yet, the power of the turbulent flow is so strong! If you don't have strong enough magical powers to protect your body, you can only stop here."

Qin Sang got ready and continued to move forward, only to find that the cultivator on the left failed to keep up.

Going forward, every step is difficult, and more and more people are left behind.

They can only stay nearby and search in the hope of finding something.

Qin Sang's expression became more and more solemn. He had inquired about the scene when the ruins were opened last time in Chinan Island Chain. Although the power of the turbulence at the outermost edge is also very strong, it has not yet reached this level.

(end of this chapter)