Eternal gate

The war ended, and the mountains and forests were full of blood.

Zhao Yun cleaned up the battlefield, turned around and left. He did not go to the small Taoist temple, and there was no need to go there.

Because the mustache has run away.

When Mr. Zhao caught up with him, the guy was holding on to an old tree and coughing up blood.

The injury was too serious.

"Why run?"

"Can I still rape you?"

Zhao Yun walked forward step by step and took off his black robe.

When the Eight-Character Hu saw it, he was stunned for a moment and confirmed that he had seen it correctly. It was definitely Ji Hen.

Just because he was sure, he couldn't believe it. After parting ways in the Illusive Mist Forest, it had only been a short while before that the former True Spirit Realm junior had actually reached the Ksitigarbha Realm, and it was at its peak. Judging from the Qi Yun, it was still a quasi-Qi Yun Yun. He was in retreat. too long? Missed too many exciting shows?

"You're welcome and safe."

Zhao Yun smiled and put a hand on the mustache's shoulder, pouring in the real essence of the immortal power to eliminate the murderous intention in his body, and by the way, it also helped to warm and nourish his internal organs.

"Really you?"

Hu's heart trembled, but he still couldn't believe it.

Zhao Yun just smiled without responding and continued to heal his wounds.

The mustache finally stood firm, with a dazed look on his face. He looked up and down, wondering what this man had been through in the past six months. His cultivation had soared, and his combat power had horribly exceeded his shocking bottom line.

Also, where did Ji Hen get his bloodline?

Everything made him dizzy.

He felt more honored than shocked. If Ji Hen didn't come tonight, he would be doomed.

"What kind of treasure is hidden? It attracts so many people."

Zhao Yun took a pill and asked casually.

The mustache then turned around to Shen'er, took out a storage talisman, and unlocked the seal. A white light flew out. To be precise, it was a whisk, and the whole body was covered with white light.

Zhao Yun subconsciously took it and looked at it over and over.

This whisk is not half an object. It has ancient secret patterns carved on it, and there are also wisps of immortal aura lingering in it.

In other words, this is a relic of the Immortal Family.

"This is the wonderful whisk. A good friend entrusted it to me a few days ago." Mustached Hu sat under the tree and said slowly, "I thought it was an ordinary object, but I never thought that on a full moon night It turned out to be a spiritual manifestation after seeing the starlight, and I was so shocked that I trembled in urine."

"You have a wide range of friends. To be able to entrust a relic of the Immortal Family to you must be very close." Zhao Yun was still looking at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he sighed. This whisk was more extraordinary than he imagined.

"If I had known it was a relic of the Immortal Family, I wouldn't have accepted it."

"It makes no difference whether you pick him up or not. If he comes to you, he is destined to be targeted."

"Why."

The mustache sighed, whether it was because of his encounter or because of his friends. If those people could find him here, his friends would be in danger.

O man! If you don't have enough protection, you'll be in trouble one day.

After resting for a while, the two returned to the small Taoist temple.

Only when Mr. Zhao came in did he realize that this was a garbage dump. It seemed that the old man had never cleaned the courtyard, and it was a mess. However, the guard formation of this Taoist temple was still very mysterious. Otherwise, it would have been destroyed long ago. The powerful fire dragon tribe blasted through.

In order to show his kindness to the landlord, Mustachio dug out two jars of good wine.

"Have you ever thought about moving?" Zhao Yun smiled and took the wine jar.

"Move, we'll move tonight."

"I can't stay here anymore."

The mustache sprinkled wine on the ground to pay homage to his friend. As for this small Taoist temple, it has been targeted, and there will be people coming, so he must not stay for a long time. This time, Ji Hen is protecting him, but next time, he will not be so lucky. .

"In that case, just let me go." Zhao Yun smiled.

"We've been waiting for you to say this." The mustache laughed instantly, drank a lot, and went to pack his luggage. The master said it is true, you need to make more friends when you go out, just like this person. His strength seems to have skyrocketed, so he must take advantage of it as early as possible.

Zhao Yun was not idle either, carrying a wine jar and wandering around the Taoist temple. Although this Taoist temple looked unimpressive, it was actually very old. It was some three thousand years old. If expected, it was also a lineage of inheritance. However, when The mustache generation has completely declined.

The backyard was covered with fallen leaves and overgrown with weeds. It must have been a long time since anyone had lived in it, and it had not been cleaned for a long time. The houses were covered with spider webs. The first impression after entering was that of dilapidation and desolation.

Zhao Yun brushed aside the weeds and stood in front of a stone monument.

In the entire courtyard, this stone tablet was out of tune with the scene. It was placed in a wrong place, but it was actually erected in front of the door. It was also very old, the body of the tablet was mottled and cracked, and the inscription was blurred.

Zhao Yun walked around the stele, sometimes reaching out and knocking on it a few times. He always felt that the stele was strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

"gone."

The mustache came, having packed his suitcase, carrying a baggage, and holding a bundle of scrolls in his arms. They should be the legendary New Year's goods. He would not forget to take them with him wherever he goes. These things are very valuable.

Zhao Yun took one last look at the stone tablet, turned around and left.

However, after taking three or five steps, he subconsciously looked back, looking at the stone tablet with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"What's so good about that?" said the mustache.

Zhao Yun didn't answer. The more he looked, the darker his eyes became.

There is something wrong with this stone monument.

To be precise, this is not a stone monument, but a seal.

He lowered his eyes, opened his heavenly eye, and peered under the stone tablet. He looked around, but he didn't see through it. There was a mysterious force that obscured the vision of the heavenly eye, making it blurry.

The mustached man was puzzled, so he came up and looked at Zhao Yun first, and then looked at the stone stele. There was nothing surprising about the dilapidated stone stele, so why did he look so mesmerizing! Can it still be a treasure?

"Who placed this stone tablet?" Zhao Yun asked.

"The generation that hit my master is already here." Hu Zihu didn't hide anything. "Master told me before he died, don't touch this stone tablet. If I accept a disciple, I will pass on this ancestral precept." Go down, I want to move it, but I can’t move it at all...it’s very hard.”

"Didn't your master tell you that this stone tablet is a seal?"

"seal?"

"It's not that the stone stele is hard, it's that the secret patterns on it are hard." Zhao Yun said, taking a wisp of immortal power, forming a sword energy, and struck it on the stone stele. The stele trembled, and there were ancient secret patterns flowing on the surface of the stele. Ordinary people He couldn't see at all. Even if someone had a celestial eye like his, he couldn't see very clearly. Even he was like this, let alone his mustache.

"Nothing!" The mustached man coughed dryly.

Zhao Yun flicked his hand, and a ray of origin appeared, blending into his eyes.

Looking again this time, I can vaguely see the secret pattern.

"It's really a seal."

Mustached Hu put down his luggage and New Year's goods, took a step closer, lay down and sniffed, and then listened. The master only asked him not to touch the stone tablet, but he didn't say it was a seal. He was afraid that even his master would not notice it. I don’t know, this is a seal, and I don’t know what is sealed under the stone tablet.

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see the reason. Helplessly, he focused his eyes on Zhao Yun again, "What is sealed under the stone tablet..."

"I can't see through it." Zhao Yun shrugged.

"How about opening the seal?" The mustache asked tentatively.

"If what is sealed is a terrifying existence, wouldn't it be a sin?" Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

"You've already been kicked in, why do you care about this?" Hu Zihu rolled up his sleeves, took out a ghost-headed knife, and slashed at it. Before leaving, he had to take a look at what was inside.

The stele is very hard.

This knife didn't break it, but it made me cough up blood.

The mustache did not believe in evil, so he took out the Miaotian whisk and threw it up with a blow.

Click!

Look! It's still a relic from the Immortal Family that works well.

The stone tablet shattered and the secret pattern collapsed.

After it was over, a vortex appeared under the stone tablet, which was extremely devouring. Not to mention the mustache, even Zhao Yun couldn't resist it. He didn't stand firm for a step, and the mustache and the mustache were sucked into the vortex.