Mortal Seeking Immortal

Chapter 646 Undersea cave, break the formation

The journey was calm and there was no danger. The jade boat arrived on time on an uninhabited desert island. The group got off the jade boat. The monk named Feng put away the jade boat and looked around. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a certain point on the island. He nodded to everyone and said, "We're here, right here."

Ye Zhou looked around and saw that this uninhabited island was not big. It was surrounded by the sea and there was no trace of other islands around it.

The island's spiritual energy is thin and there are no traces of monsters. It looks like an ordinary desert island. I don't know how the monk surnamed Feng and others discovered the ancient monk's cave here.

The monk surnamed Feng seemed to see the doubts in Ye Zhou's heart and explained: "The last time we went out to sea to track the Seven-winged Fire Crystal Salamander, we accidentally followed the Seven-winged Fire Crystal Salamander and broke into this small island. Only then did we discover that It turns out that there is an ancient monk’s cave hidden here.”

While they were talking, the two sword cultivators who were traveling with them couldn't wait any longer and took the lead in using their swords to fly towards a short mountain that looked like a steamed bun in the center of the island.

Ye Zhou Yujian followed the crowd and came to the front of the Mantou Mountain. Ye Zhou faintly felt a faint fluctuation of the formation from the Mantou Mountain.

Ye Zhou followed the monk surnamed Feng and others up to the mountainside of Mantou Mountain. The monk surnamed Feng waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew through. A cave as high as a person was exposed in the dense vegetation on the mountainside, and a ray of earthy yellow light. A curtain covers the entrance of the cave.

The monk surnamed Feng waved away the light curtain and took the lead into the cave. Ye Zhou followed the monk surnamed Feng, passed through the dark passage, and came to the interior of Mantou Mountain. The interior of Mantou Mountain was hollow, and there was a sea water accumulated in the mountain.

The monk surnamed Feng and others stopped at the water's edge. Ye Zhou looked at the sea water at his feet and knew that the cave was hidden in the sea water.

The monk surnamed Feng took out two water-proof talismans from his arms, gave one to Ye Zhou, and after putting the other water-proof talisman on his body, he said to Ye Zhou: "Brother Ye, you can't see things underwater. , and there are many passages, and the rocks in the passages can block the monks' spiritual exploration. You must follow me closely, otherwise if you accidentally enter other passages, your life will be difficult to save. "

"Fellow Ximen, who was with us last time, ended up here."

Ye Zhou noticed that as soon as the monk surnamed Feng said this, the expressions on the faces of Yun Yiyi and the two people beside him were obviously serious.

At this time, the monk surnamed Feng plunged into the sea. Seeing this, Ye Zhou also attached the water-proof talisman to his body and followed the monk surnamed Feng into the water.

The moment he entered the water, the water-proof talisman attached to Ye Zhou's body emitted a yellow light. The yellow light turned into a light shield, separating Ye Zhou from the surrounding seawater. Ye Zhou could breathe freely within the light shield.

It was pitch black in the sea, and except for the faint yellow light emitted by the water shields on the people around them, nothing else could be seen at all.

Ye Zhou released his spiritual consciousness and looked around, only to see that it was surrounded by black rocks. As soon as Ye Zhou's spiritual consciousness touched the rock, it was bounced back by the rock.

Dozens of dark stone caves, large and small, are scattered on the rocks. These caves are arranged in an orderly manner, and some of the cave entrances still have a few rays of light.

Seeing that the monk surnamed Feng had swam towards one of the narrow stone caves, Ye Zhou moved, followed the monk surnamed Feng, and dived down.

A quarter of an hour later, a little light appeared above his head, and it seemed that he had reached the exit. Ye Zhou surfaced in one breath and found that he had arrived in another dimension.

Ahead was a jagged stone forest, with stone pillars of different shapes standing like bamboo shoots after a rain. Ye Zhou felt a trace of the fluctuation of the formation from this stone forest. He thought that this stone forest was the wind. The hidden formation set up by the monks and others outside the secret realm.

While Ye Zhou was looking around, the monk surnamed Feng and others had already landed ashore and couldn't wait to walk towards the stone forest. When Ye Zhou saw this, he quickly followed them.

Arriving next to the stone forest, the monk surnamed Feng waved his sleeves and saw that the scene in front of him was like a faded scroll, turning into white mist and receding in all directions, revealing the true appearance covered by the formation.

Three towering stone pillars appeared on the spot, and some unknown symbols and some stone paintings were carved on these three stone pillars.

There are some traces of magic attacks on the ground next to the stone pillar and the surrounding stone walls. It is thought that these traces should have been left by the monk named Feng and his group when they came last time.

The moment Ye Zhou saw these three towering stone pillars, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He seemed to have seen similar restrictions somewhere, but he couldn't remember them at the moment.

These three towering stone pillars gave Ye Zhou a very uneasy feeling, as if these three stone pillars were not built to protect the caves of ancient monks, but rather were erected here to imprison something.

In front of one of the stone pillars, only three feet away, there was a stone tablet engraved with words. Ye Zhou glanced at the stone tablet casually and found that this stone tablet was the one mentioned by the monk named Feng before. A stone tablet showing the life story of the owner of Chudong Mansion.

Ye Zhou had no interest in this and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The monk surnamed Feng did not notice anything strange about Ye Zhou. He said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, these three stone pillars are the last barrier to the ancient monk's cave. After our research and discussion, we found that these three stone pillars require three powerful people." Only the monks with spiritual consciousness can break through it at the same time."

Ye Zhou nodded, stepped forward and used his spiritual consciousness to sweep towards the stone pillar closest to him. When Ye Zhou's spiritual consciousness touched the stone pillar, a faint silver light was emitted from the stone pillar. In this silver light, Ye Zhou Zhou seemed to see some broken pictures.

The moment the picture appeared, Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel dazed. At this time, the expression on the face of the monk named Feng who was standing behind Ye Zhou changed. He was about to step forward to wake Ye Zhou up. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Ye Zhou Has regained consciousness.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Feng smiled and said: "I really chose the right person. It seems that Fellow Daoist Ye's spiritual consciousness is far superior to mine."

Ye Zhou didn't speak.

The monk surnamed Liu, who was standing next to Yun Yiyi, urged impatiently: "Okay, we took the risk to come here not just to listen to your chatter, so let's do it quickly."

The monk surnamed Feng nodded and said: "Next, I will take action together with Fellow Daoist Ye and Fellow Daoist Meng to break this last restriction. I would like to trouble you, Fellow Daoist Yun, to protect the three of me."

As soon as the monk surnamed Feng finished speaking, Yun Yiyi nodded and said softly: "This is natural."

The monk surnamed Feng glanced at the man in green robes who was following him, then walked to the stone pillar on the left and sat cross-legged under the stone pillar. The man in green robes stood not far behind the monk surnamed Feng, looking around with a wary expression. .

Ye Zhou and the alchemist surnamed Meng sat under the stone pillars in the middle and right respectively. Yun Yiyi and his wife walked behind Ye Zhou to protect Ye Zhou, while the two sword cultivators protected the monk surnamed Meng.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the stone pillar, Ye Zhou curiously looked at the stone paintings carved on the stone pillar.

After looking at it, Ye Zhou discovered that the contents of these stone paintings were all related to an ancient coastal sect. They depicted the ancient sect recruiting disciples, teaching disciples to practice, and sending disciples to coastal cities to kill sea monsters. Beasts and more.

Ye Zhou couldn't help but guess in his heart that this ancient sect should be the sect of the master of the cave here.

After everything was ready, the monk surnamed Feng glanced at Ye Zhou and saw his expression condensed. The three of them simultaneously released their spiritual consciousness to explore the stone pillars in front of each other.

The moment the consciousness of Ye Zhou and the others came into contact with the stone pillar, three rays of silver light were released from the stone pillar, and the consciousness of the three people was instantly swallowed by the stone pillar.

Inside the stone pillar was another dimension. Here, Ye Zhou saw a great battle between monsters and humans in the sea. Millions of corpses were lying on the ground, and blood flowed into rivers. All the horrors were simply unbearable to see. The land and sea were full of monks and monsters. There were thick bones and bones, and the sea surface was dyed a bloody pink with blood.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the scenes flashed quickly in front of Ye Zhou's eyes. After an unknown period of time, Ye Zhou's consciousness gradually became blurred. He seemed to have forgotten why he came here, his identity, and the people around him. everything.

He turned into an unknown monk with low cultivation on the battlefield. The shouts of killing around him were deafening. He was holding a mid-grade flying sword for Qi training and was fighting desperately on the battlefield. Low-level monsters were flying around him. He fell under the attack of the sword.

He didn't know why he wanted to fight, but he just followed the instructions instinctively, and he quickly cleared away the low-level monsters around him.

Before he could take a breath, another group of monsters came from the sea with teeth and claws. Ye Zhou's eyes were covered by the killing, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, kill!

Just when Ye Zhou was about to activate his flying sword to rush forward to kill the low-level monsters, a few drops of warm liquid sprayed on his neck.

Ye Zhou turned his head and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar male cultivator lying behind him. The man was wearing the same clothes as him. The difference was that there was a fatal wound the size of a watermelon on the man's chest. The little leader of the monster beasts was standing behind the man, with scarlet blood dripping from its claws hanging down by its sides.

It turned out that this little monster leader wanted to attack Ye Zhou just now, but this person suddenly came out and blocked the fatal blow.

Ye Zhou reached out and touched his neck in a daze, only to see that his hand was full of scarlet. The liquid that had been sprayed on his neck just now was this person's blood.

Ye Zhou had a doubt in his heart, not knowing why this man wanted to save him at all costs.

The man lay on the ground and looked at Ye Zhou, murmuring his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something to Ye Zhou, but with a little force, a small stream of blood mixed with foam spurted out of his mouth.

run! Run!

The man seemed to have used all his strength to open his mouth and speak silently to Ye Zhou. A beast's foot with sharp claws fell from the sky and stepped on his head.

There was a bang, like a watermelon being stepped on, and the man's head exploded. Red and white liquid sprayed on the ground, and mixed with other people's blood.

The vitality in the remaining body disappeared instantly.

An unconcealed anger arose in Ye Zhou's heart, and this anger reminded Ye Zhou of this person's identity.

That was his senior brother, the senior brother who had been taking good care of Ye Zhou since he entered the profession.

Seeing his senior brother die tragically in front of his eyes, Ye Zhou's angry heart surged with unspeakable sadness. His eyes heated up and he choked up: "Senior brother!"

At this time, the little leader of the monster beast had arrived in front of Ye Zhou. It waved its claws at an extremely fast speed and grabbed Ye Zhou's chest.

Ye Zhou desperately urged the flying sword to block in front of him, but his flying sword was so inferior that it couldn't even block the monster's random blow, and it broke into three pieces with a bang!

The claws of the little boss of the demonic beast fell on Ye Zhou, instantly piercing a big hole in Ye Zhou's chest. A burst of pain hit him, and Ye Zhou's broken body fell to the ground. His eyes were fixed on the blood above his head. Under the red sky, I feel that the vitality in my body is rapidly passing away.

He could hear the sounds of fellow disciples fighting with monsters, or the screams of fellow disciples before they died, and streams of warm or cold blood sprayed on him.

Is he going to die?

Ye Zhou's eyes were full of disbelief.

Ye Zhou couldn't believe that he was going to die!

At this moment, a pale golden shadow of the devil appeared in Ye Zhou's mind.

What's this?

Ye Zhou felt that this demonic figure was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

There were waves of twitching pain in his head, as if something was trying to wake up his sleeping memory.

As the phantom of the demon became brighter and brighter, golden light filled Ye Zhou's mind. With a bang, memories spurted out like spring water. Ye Zhou finally remembered his identity and why he was here.

Ye Zhou dragged his seriously injured body to stand up from the ground. The bursts of pain coming from his chest and the rapid loss of vitality in his body reminded Ye Zhou all the time that he was a dying person at this moment, but Ye Zhou was just calm. He looked at the fighting scene around him as if he were an outsider.

It's all false, everything around it is false.

Not far away, the little leader of the monster beast that had just pierced Ye Zhou's chest noticed Ye Zhou. It looked at Ye Zhou with a trace of doubt in its eyes, wondering how a dying person could stand up again.

The little leader of the monster beast quickly dodged in front of Ye Zhou, waving his claws quickly, leaving large and small wounds on Ye Zhou's body. Blood and flesh were everywhere on the scene. Many bones were seen on Ye Zhou's body, but Ye Zhou's face His expression was still very calm, as if he was not the one who was injured.

The little leader of the monster beast let out an angry roar, and it was about to raise its claws to scratch Ye Zhou's head. At this moment, it saw a hint of ridicule in Ye Zhou's eyes: "It seems that this restriction is nothing more than that. "

As soon as Ye Zhou said this, the surrounding battlefield instantly froze, the sound of fighting in his ears disappeared, and the claws of the monster boss also stopped on Ye Zhou's head.

There was a wind blowing from the sea, and a huge wave was sweeping from the sea. Wherever the huge wave passed, everything turned into nothingness.

As if he was sensing something from somewhere, Ye Zhou looked up to the sky. Above the clouds, a figure wearing the clothes of a master stood on a flying sword and looked down at the entire battlefield. A low sigh sounded from the clouds... ...

Before Ye Zhou could react, white light flashed in front of his eyes, and his consciousness had been driven away by the stone pillar.

The moment Ye Zhou's consciousness left the stone pillar, a shallow crack appeared on the stone pillar, and the silver light on the stone pillar instantly dissipated.