Chapter 8:

When the white light dispersed, there was another cave in front of me. It is deeper and deeper than the previous place, but it is condensed and undivided, and seems to have no communication with the outside world. There are stone walls to the left and right and behind, and there is only one path ahead.
Wen Xuan stabilized his mind, raised his foot out of the teleportation array, and suddenly clicked, stepping on something.
He looked down, but it was a jade card. Mostly buried in the soil, it seems quite old. When he picked up the jade card from the ground and blown away the floating ash, he found that the layer of aura outside the jade card did not fade away with time. treasure.
The moment God touched the jade brand, a piece of information appeared in Wen Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge.
The first line of words: Yu Jitian's destiny, knowing that thunder is coming, thousands of years of meditation are a success or failure.
As soon as I saw it clearly, Wen Xuan's heart suddenly became shocked. Is it something left by the predecessor who is about to cross the robbery? You know, in Beiningzhou, there have been no characters about to cross the border for tens of thousands of years.
Continue to look at it again, this is a line of words: Yu Yu no longer nostalgia in this world, but unfortunately never met a destiny in his life, there is no inheritance learned. So cut this hole and leave a few things outside here, and those who have the fate can take it by themselves.
Suddenly, such a large piece of pie was dropped, and Wen Xuan took a breath of air, but calmed down a bit. He pressed down the surging giant waves, shook the jade card vigorously, retracted the consciousness, and began to walk forward along the only path.
Simple is one step ahead of him, and it should be right now.
Wenxuan couldn't take a few steps, turned a corner, and really saw the boy waiting here.
A restraint ran straight ahead, blocking the way for the two. The flatness is like a mirror, with a faint pattern flowing on it. Jian Yi raised one hand in front of her, raised her fingers, and looked cautiously. A cold sweat dripped from the young man's forehead, apparently laborious.
At the same time, he held his other hand behind his back and clenched it into a fist. Hearing Wen Xuan's footsteps, he only loosened his fingers and opened the hand.
Wen Xuan was slightly surprised: this boy is still involved in the way of prohibition?
He didn't bother, but took a closer look at the prohibition. Wenxuan practiced in the past few decades and took a very orthodox way. The runes of Danfu were only a little understood, and they had never studied in depth. Faced with the prohibition in front of him, he can only use the breath it emits, and roughly judge that its strength is about the range that can be dealt with in the Ningyuan period, and how to deal with it is a little elusive.
While thinking about it, Jian Yi suddenly took a sigh of relief, and finally stopped the math in his hand.
"How?" Wenxuan asked him.
The simple expression shook his head in a depressed look, his head pulled properly, like a puppet of cabbage.
Wen Xuan smiled, not surprisingly. After all, this kid is just a gas-refining period, and he is young. Even if he has contact with the banning method, he has been in contact for at least a few years. I want to untie such a way, a little tender.
"Brother," Jian Jian raised his head again, "you did follow me." As he said this, his eyes brightened again.
Wen Xuan coughed, slightly covering up the embarrassment, and then passed the jade card, "Did you notice this when you came?"
A brief glance glanced at him, without answering the question, "Does the brother believe it?"
"I can't believe it," Wen Xuan said.
"Because it's too cheap?" Jian Jian asked with a smile.
Wen Xuan nodded and said decisively, "There must be fraud."
Hearing what he said, his face is still smiling, but this smile brings a different meaning of helplessness, "Brother you have a temper, don't know if you should be cautious, or you should be suspicious ... But you clearly This kind of temperament, but it happens ... "After he said this half, he shut up.
Wenxuan couldn't help asking, "But what?"
"Trust someone else." Jian Jian just said that there was only half left.
"..."
Wen Xuan twitched his cheeks suddenly, trying to say something, but really couldn't say anything. All of a sudden he didn't want to deal with this brother anymore. Helpless this place is empty, there are only two living people.
He had to continue to talk with Jian, "Do you believe this jade brand?"
"Believe it or not is the same thing." Asked briefly, "I have already seen this jade card. If I just return empty-handed, can I be willing?"
Well, Wenxuan had to admit that he would not be reconciled. If it was so easy, he wouldn't follow the teleportation array behind and come here.
The two turned their heads again and looked at the prohibition together. In any case, they have to resolve it first.
But if the person who set the ban is the same as the person who left the jade card, what is the purpose of the ban? Prevent people from going forward, or is it a test of the so-called "fate"? Wen Xuan condensed the ice blade in his hands, thinking these things in his heart, hesitated to try to attack.
Taking a brief break for such a moment, I have already slowed down. He moved the jade bracelet on his wrist again and took out a magic weapon from it.
It was a palm-sized disc with a pattern engraved on it. Before Wen Xuan had time to take a closer look, he simply snapped it into the palm, exposing only the empty back. Just looking at this back, you can also see that the brilliance of this instrument is restrained, which is obviously a top grade.
Simply holding down this instrument, they began to calculate and deduct again. He held his other hand behind his back and still clenched his fists.
This time Wen Xuan found something wrong. The simple whole body air machine is amplified by this instrument, exuding a mysterious breath. Wenxuan has seen others impose a ban, which is completely different. Wenxuan has also seen similar breath. The monk never forgets, even if he happened to see it once, Wen Xuan actually found out from the depth of memory-that was when he was just building the foundation, traveling around, and accidentally saw a family prophet deducting heaven ...
This kid is not deducing the prohibition! It's deducing secrets!
Wen Xuan's face suddenly changed, and she was trying to stop, but she saw that cold sweat was dripping on her simple forehead, apparently she was deducting it to the pass. At this time, it is absolutely impossible to interrupt.
After a moment, Jian Yi suddenly and severely held the magic weapon, and the other hand stretched from behind to the front, pointing his finger far away at the point of restraint, "Brother! Attack here!"
At this point his face was flushed, and even blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.
Wen Xuan didn't dare to delay. An ice blade and wind galvanized tossed it over and fell to the point that Jian Jian pointed to. Then, he slammed like a wind chime. A ripple rises from the mirror-like restraint, and the ripple cracks open a crack, and then the crack cracks wider and wider, and after a while, it really breaks a big mouth.
This simple deduction has been effective so far.
Wen Xuan was slightly surprised, and when she looked back, Jian Jian had just a mouthful of blood spurting out of her mouth, and the whole person seemed to be unstable. The kid was still thinking about it, and still deducing something.
"Master Jian!" Wen Xuan was anxious and angry, and as soon as he stepped up, he was about to rush over.
"Stay there!" Jian Jian shouted loudly, "Don't move!"
Wen Xuan looked for a moment, and Yu Guang looked around, and saw that the prohibition did not continue to collapse after breaking the mouth, but there was a faint sign of recovery. This discovery made his teeth clenched, and he did not dare to act lightly. In case of a shortfall, the hard work before Jian Jian will be wasted.
"Brother," Lean leaned against the stone wall, and said in his mouth, "Go two steps to the left."
Wenxuan did nothing.
He couldn't help thinking, obviously he was a little higher than the boy for a whole two realms, how to fight from the beginning, but he has been listening to the boy's words.
"Brother," he adjusted his breath briefly, "stand a step further."
He said a word, Wen Xuan obediently moved.
"Just now!" Jian Jian cried, "Be careful!"
As soon as Wen Xuan was on alert, he saw a flash of light passing by after the hole was banned, and flew to his eyes in a blink of an eye. I don't know what it is, it's extremely fast. Coincidentally, Wen Xuan is standing in the aisle of this thing.
No need to simplify the next sentence, Wenxuan already knows how to do it. He guarded his hands with aura, and caught the thing suddenly.
It fell into his palm, the thing was still bouncing, I didn't know how energetic it was. This is a thumb-sized light group that looks soft and cute, but it exudes a sense of cold and spirit, even the hands that Wen Xuan was protected by Reiki have been cut a little.
Wenxuan quickly transported more auras and wrapped the light group in layers.
Jian Yi finally took a sigh of relief, reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and quickly started to adjust his breath.
Wenxuan was trapped by the light group for a long time, and the light group was still beating, trying to break free all the time. Wen Xuan could not help but also ruthlessly, instilling a sharp fighting spirit in the aura, turning the spirit into a whip, and severely lashing it.
In the end, this light group was really a bully and a hard goods. After being beaten like this, it immediately became honest. The previous nagging energy had disappeared without a trace. All I knew was curling up in Wenxuan's hands and shaking.
Wenxuan was afraid of pretending to be honest and did not dare to stop the offensive.
As a result, when the two whip went down, the light group sobbed and released their own spiritual consciousness, penetrated into Wenxuan's aura, and came into contact with Wenxuan's consciousness.
Spirituality!
Wenxuan was stunned. You know, for so many years of spiritual practice, he has never seen anything with spiritual knowledge except for the things used by the elders of Zongmen.
Once the magic weapon is born, it can be described as a one-step ascension from the magic weapon to the magic weapon. But ordinary magic instruments can't produce spirits, and ordinary monks can't encounter magic weapons. Such as Wen Xuan casually caught, is simply against luck.
No, it wasn't just caught casually.
Wen Xuan turned his head, looking at the simplicity of still adjusting his breath in the corner. To this day, how can he not know, the reason why he can seize this magic weapon, thanks to the desperate calculation of this master.
Now, for a while now, the simple breath adjustment looks a little stronger than before, but the complexion is still pale.
He noticed that Wen Xuan was looking at himself, opened his eyes, and saw the scene, and he was instantly happy, "Brother, have you caught it?"
Wen Xuan nodded, and looked at the light group in his hand again, his eyes flashed, but he took it and walked towards the simplicity, "This magic weapon ... is you ..."
"You caught it, you really caught it!" Jian Jian didn't even hear what Wen Xuan was saying. He was so excited and forgetting that he just laughed, "I succeeded ... I know, I really did Succeeded again ... "
Wen Xuan couldn't help crying, "You caught it."
Jian Jian came back from the full of joy, looked at Wen Xuan for a long time, understood what he meant, and then smiled, "I'm afraid I can't accept it now."
Wen Xuan stepped and frowned. This is indeed a big problem.
"Why don't you talk to him first?"
Wen Xuan followed suit and did not reflect on why he was so obedient again.
The light group is now very honest. When Wen Xuan asked it consciously, he poured out his own situation like a bean. It turned out that Wenxuan was happy earlier. Although this light group is a magic weapon, I do n’t know when he was seriously injured and imprisoned here for so many years. Now he has degraded to a level of spiritual magic, and I do n’t know how to recover.
This fact may seem a little disappointing, but then I thought, otherwise, it may not be so easy for Wen Xuan to be conquered.
After another exchange, Wen Xuan's eyes flashed again.
This guy is actually a flying sword. But the fact that I was thinking about the cold spirit before was actually reasonable. It's just that it's been degraded to such an appearance, and it can only be called a sword embryo.
With continued exchanges, Wen Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter.
It is not only a flying sword, but also a flying sword with extreme water properties. It is exactly the same as Wenxuan's extreme water roots. It looks like a tailor-made.
It is precisely because of this level of congruence that this sword embryo does not exclude the recognition of Wenxuan as the main. But Wenxuan was unwilling to transfer it to others.
Of course, to be honest, even if it is willing, Wenxuan may not be willing now.
Who would have thought that there is such a suitable thing in the world.
"Master," Wen Xuan sighed, and when she looked at Jian Jian again, she was a little ashamed in her eyes. "Then I ..."
Simple smiled and urged, "Brother take it up soon."
Now that the magic weapon has agreed, it would not take much effort to recognize the Lord. I saw Wen Xuan put his index finger between his lips, biting out a drop of blood, and dropped it on the light mass. Then the light group suddenly lighted up and flew out of Wen Xuan's hands, coiled around Wen Xuan's side.
The moment the confession of the Lord succeeded, the restraint trembled, and it automatically began to collapse.
Wen Xuan watched for a moment, then shook her head and walked to the side of the simple body.
"Brother, how's that?" Jian Jian smiled a little smugly, "I didn't let you down?"
Wen Xuan didn't say anything, only grabbed his wrist violently.
A simple surprise, he quickly dragged his wrist back, but could not beat the strength of Wen Xuan.
That wrist trembled in Wen Xuan's hand. Uncontrollably trembled because of the loss of force. On the inside of the palm that can no longer be held, there are two rows of obvious nail marks.
This is the left hand he likes to carry behind his back. One of the two rows of nail prints was put on by myself while waiting for Wen Xuan, and the other row was put on by myself when I was desperately deducing it just now. Because of the tension, both fingerprints were very hard.
"Do you think I won't pay attention to this little gesture?" Wen Xuan sighed softly. "Why do you always put on a strategic look? You don't know very well."
Yes, it's not that simple. He was actually very nervous, as it was just now, when he was facing the third-level monster. Although he knows a few things more and knows better than others, he is also gambling and betting on his own life.
Wen Xuan looked at the fingerprints on his palm, and then remembered that he escaped from the monster underneath, and that uncontrollable slight hand shake.
Such an incredible teacher and brother would also have such a time. It's a bit fragile, it's a bit cute.
"Do you really have nothing else to do to this point?" Wen Xuan looked at him and asked.
Easy pursed his lips, lowered his head, and his eyes rolled slowly, apparently thinking about the wording.
Wenxuan suddenly lost interest. He didn't want to listen to what he wrote after thinking.
He let go of his simple hand. "Forget it, when I didn't ask."
Anyway, if this guy really has any other purpose, he will know sooner or later.
Then Wen Xuan stood up and looked at the unimpeded way. The gains have been great, and the risks ahead are still unknown. It's a question of returning or continuing. He looked at Simple again, waiting for the other's choice.
Jian Jian stood up against the wall and apparently decided to continue.
However, the speculation of the consumption of the heavenly machine was too great. Just before he could take a step, he was stunned and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wen Xuan was standing beside him and hurriedly helped.
"Thank you, Brother." Jian leaned on the inside of Wen Xuan's arm, holding Wen Xuan's arm, and said very quietly.
He couldn't bear the temperature of Wen Xuan's arms, and he inevitably got up a little late.
As a result, Wenxuan thought that he really couldn't stand upright, but he bent down, and his other hand was lifted from the knee of the boy. In the dumbfounded gaze of the boy, he hugged him horizontally and put it on In the arms.
"I'll take you there first to see, if there is something wrong, just run away ... what's wrong with you?" Wen Xuan said half of it, only to find a simple and ghostly look.
When Wen Xuan looked at it that way, Jian Yi returned to his mind. His head suddenly turned away, and he didn't know where the corner was.
Wenxuan felt stranger than just seeing his look change.
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