Drunk Immortal Gourd

Qingyang looked at Master Lingxu with a gloomy face and said, "Is this the ancient ruins you are talking about? It's been more than half a month since I came here, and I almost lost my life. I didn't even find a good thing. If there is still something later, In this case, don’t blame me for being merciless to you.”

Mr. Lingxu didn't expect it to be a Zhenge situation, so he said with a grimace: "You can't blame me for this. I haven't been in the secret left by my ancestors, so how could I know that this is the case?"

Qingyang sneered and said: "I don't care whether you know it or not. You promised me that the secret this time is definitely worth your life. Now this situation is far from worthy of your guarantee. Then I will forget it." It’s a fall out, but it doesn’t count as a violation of the soul oath.”

This is what Mr. Lingxu is most afraid of, and he quickly said: "Don't be discouraged, fellow Taoist Qingyang, the good things may be at the back. With such a big ruin and such a powerful formation protection, how could there be no good things inside?" Where are the things? I always feel that this ruins is not as simple as it seems, because these halls and gardens are too ordinary and not worthy of the formation outside."

In fact, Qingyang also had this idea. The main hall and garden he had seen before were too ordinary. They did not match the large formation outside that could suppress the monks' strength. They seemed nondescript. They were neither the temporary residence of a large sect nor the temporary residence of a large sect. It's like the mountain gate of a small sect, it's not like a secret base that blocks the eyes and ears, and it's still less like a monk's secluded cave, which makes people confused.

"I hope what you said is right." Qingyang said coldly.

Young Master Lingxu had nothing to say and could only keep his head down and continue to lead the way. Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and the two of them still found nothing. Young Master Lingxu even felt that the news left by his ancestor, the Blood Demon Ancestor, was simply false news. In order to deceive his own descendants, Master Lingxu had already begun to think about how to plead in his heart to impress Qingyang and ask Qingyang to spare his life, when he heard Qingyang from behind suddenly shout: "Don't go any further, first Stop and take a look.”

Young Master Lingxu stopped when he heard this, looked at Qingyang with a puzzled face, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you think there's something strange about this wall?" Qingyang pointed to the side.

Master Lingxu looked at the walls on both sides that seemed to be the same as before, and said with doubts on his face: "I don't see anything strange about this. Could it be that fellow Taoist Qingyang discovered something?"

Qingyang shook his head. This Master Lingxu was just a Golden Core cultivator before. He only made a temporary breakthrough after Qingyang and the others attacked the headquarters of the Blood Demon Sect. He was caught by Qingyang before he could experience the abilities of the Nascent Soul cultivator. His abilities in all aspects are slightly better than those of Golden Core cultivators, and cannot be compared with real Nascent Soul cultivators. Although Qingyang's breakthrough is not long, it has been more than ten years, and he has been practicing everywhere in these years. Both in terms of vision and experience, he is much higher than Master Lingxu, so he can discover some problems that Master Lingxu cannot.

Qingyang pointed at the wall and said: "On the surface, there seems to be nothing unusual here, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a special spiritual power fluctuation inside. If our abilities were not limited and our spiritual thoughts could not be used, it would be easy to Discover what’s special here.”

After all, Master Lingxu is already a Yuanying monk. After Qingyang’s guidance, he carefully observed and soon discovered that there was indeed a special spiritual fluctuation in the wall, so he nodded and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingyang What I'm saying is that I was negligent. There are spiritual fluctuations here, which proves that this wall is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There may be some secrets hidden behind it. No wonder we couldn't find good things before. It turns out that in this ruins The secret is so deep.”

Qingyang frowned and said: "The secret has been found, but this wall is extremely strong. We don't know when we can open it, and everything inside this wall is unknown. Even if it is finally opened, what will greet us will not be the same." Do you know if it’s a treasure or a death trap?”

Young Master Lingxu was much more active than Qingyang, because whether he harvested something or not was related to his life and safety. He had to open it and take a look no matter what, so he didn't wait for Qingyang to speak and directly pointed at the low-grade spirit sword in his hand. Cut off the wall. Before entering the secret place, Qingyang gave Master Lingxu a low-grade spiritual weapon for self-defense. Qingyang also carried a mid-grade spiritual sword on his back. Because the true energy and divine thoughts were restricted in this ruin, the spiritual sword They can only be used as ordinary weapons in their hands. In the past half month or so, these two weapons have helped them a lot.

This ruin was built by ancient monks. It can be preserved to this day. The materials used are definitely not too bad. It is very difficult for a low-grade spirit sword to damage these walls, especially now that Master Lingxu’s true energy and divine thoughts cannot be used. The spirit sword The power of the wall could not be fully exerted. He slashed it several times in succession, but the wall did not change at all. Looking at this situation, even if the spirit sword was damaged, it might not be able to open it. There is no other way. Master Lingxu can only search bit by bit on the wall, hoping to find a message mechanism or a gap or something, and then use the spirit sword to pry it open.

After this search, Master Lingxu actually found it. In an inconspicuous corner, he found a thin gap, which could just fit the low-grade spirit sword, so Master Lingxu inserted the spirit sword into the gap. , trying to pry the stones on the wall.

Perhaps Master Lingxu really found the right place this time. After he pried a few times with his spirit sword, he heard a roar inside, and the entire wall actually shook. With the vibration, a huge stone in the middle of the wall began to slowly Moving outward, it's like a stone door gradually opening.

Seeing this situation, Master Lingxu was overjoyed. He thought it would take a lot of effort to break open the stone wall here, but he didn't expect it to be broken open this time. If he could find something useful inside, his chance of survival would be great. Greatly increased.

Even Qingyang's face looks much better. After spending so much thought and wasting so much time, he will finally be rewarded this time. It's not worth taking the risk.

Seeing that the stone door was about to open, Master Lingxu was already ready to enter through the stone door. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit his face. Master Lingxu noticed it immediately, but because of his limited strength, , the movements cannot keep up with the reactions, and we can only watch the danger coming.

But Master Lingxu's vision and knowledge were still there, and he could easily judge that the speed and power of this strong wind were no less than the attack of the Jindan monks, and more powerful than all the attacks they encountered when they came in. If they were outside, Lingxu would Young Master could handle it easily, but now he can't.