The Shen Corpse Valley has a large area, and it is a rare
bright
spot in the seabed of Beiming.
Because here you can see tall "black towers" everywhere. These towers are like a furnace, with many wisps of black smoke coming out of them, and the heat is billowing. The dense black smoke gleamed with orange-red fire.
Those are real lava fires, although in the cold sea water, they have boiled the nearby sea water and will not extinguish themselves. They are the source of the glimmer here.
Because of the hot water, tumbling black smoke, and countless bubbles, it doesn't look like Beiming from a distance, but as hot as Nanming. Could it be that this is the truth that things must be reversed?
Surrounded by black towers like a forest, there is a huge blood-red coral in the middle. It has been immersed in this seabed for tens of thousands of years, and it has long since died. It should be covered with silt.
But now it was crystal clear, almost spotless, and it was obviously cleaned up. Someone underneath opened up a cave called "Blood Shan Palace", which is exactly the place where Shen Corpse Valley Master Wen Shou used to entertain guests.
A group of disciples under Wen Shou, including mussels, tortoises, fish, and shrimp and crabs, were all incomplete and weird. They all bowed down on both sides of the road leading to the Blood Shan Palace.
"Friend Taoist Wen, we don't need to go there anymore. You can take us directly to see the remains of Xuan Ming." Gou Zhu followed Lan Ruoshuang and said to Wen Shou in front.
Wen Shou looked back at Lan Ruoshuang. Lan Ruoshuang smiled and said: "Sailor, this is originally my family's stuff, you don't need to use it to treat me politely. Hurry up and take me to worship the ancestors. I'll talk about the others later.
"How many years have I spent taking care of the Blood Shan Palace built, and when did it become something of your house!" Wen Shou was furious, but he dared not speak out.
In fact, this Xuanming descendant's statement is also good. The Undersea Mackerel City was originally built by the Yeti people to absorb earth energy, how can it be said that it is not something Xuanming?
Even he himself is a slave to the descendants of Xuan Ming.
It's just that he has guarded this place for so long, and he gradually regarded it as his own. Now that the original owner returns, his mentality cannot return to the past. But there is no way, for the time being he can only bear it.
"Then please, please come with me." Wen Shou lowered his eyebrows and said in a huff.
The real Xuanming tomb is about ten miles away from Taniguchi. Wen Shou led the way, and the three of them walked fast in the tumbling heat.
Passing through the almost invisible Black Tallinn, and bypassing many rocky mountains formed by solidified lava, they finally saw a depression in the arms of the mountains, like a huge crater.
Only years of mud deposits covered this area.
"I can't get through before. The prohibition here repels people. The two sages can only feel the way forward by themselves." Wen Shou stopped, and Shi stood still by the roadside.
There are no marks here, only the surrounding mountains like a group of beasts, the deep black water, the reddish gleam from a distance, and the little "sea snow" that keeps falling in the sky.
The ground where the three of them stood was the silt formed by the continuous deposition of these sea snow for many years.
They are more or less capable of protecting water, so they can walk on water without sinking into the mud. But there is an invisible line in front of it, like a thunder pond, and it is impossible for Wen Shou to take a step anyway.
In these five hundred years, hadn't he ever thought about comprehending Xuan Ming's inheritance by himself, or at least getting something from the corpse of the white tiger god. But he tried his best to not cross this line.
As long as he moved the thought of stepping over, the divine consciousness would be under tremendous pressure, making him almost unable to move. It wasn't until he achieved Golden Core that the pressure was a little less, but it had not yet reached the point where he could pass.
But when these two arrived here, he once again felt that the power of this kind of repulsion had actually weakened! He had no doubt that if the two of them walked past, then he would be able to come and go freely.
He thought sadly that this actually made sense. This weird rejection is that the master planted a certain secret mark in his divine consciousness, in order to prevent him, the servant of guarding things, from coveting the master's things.
The evidence is that the dragon clan is also an outsider, but it is only blocked by the restrictions of the inner layer, and will not suffer special pressure on the spiritual consciousness.
Now that the owner has returned, this precaution is not necessary, so slowly began to lift it.
The two ignored him and walked a few steps straight forward. Without any restrictions, they easily passed the "thunder pool" he had not been able to overcome for hundreds of years.
At the same time, he felt the imprisonment of his spiritual consciousness disappeared without a trace.
He really wanted to make a sudden move, kill these two people, and then exclude all the dragon races except Ao Shan. But he still dare not.
He can now control the prohibition in this valley. But once he started killing the master, no one knew if Xuan Ming had done anything else. Maybe it was him who was killed by this prohibition then.
What's more, there are people from the dragon clan ambushing here. He can let the people from the dragon clan be the first bird, and he can just see the wind behind him.
With his eyes, Xun Zhu saw countless lines of inspiration entangled in the air, and finally merged under this layer of silt, beyond the scope of his vision.
Although he walked in casually a few steps, every step he took made him more shocked. Because every time he took a step forward, countless fragments of memory flew like snow flakes and poured into his mind.
What's even more amazing is that the scene in the memory that came in is connected with what he sees in his eyes, which makes his vision seem to penetrate this layer of mud and continue to understand everything.
"The power of the heart?"
This is the third state of the formation master in the "Three Formations Classic", the heart formation? No need to look at it, you can watch all the directions of your inspiration directly with your heart, and can ignore any obstructive force of the heart? Just break through?
It's also possible that Xuan Ming's memory gave him a glimpse of all this.
But he looked around, and within dozens of miles within the reach of his spiritual sense, all the forbidden arrangements were reflected in his mind. Some of these arrangements are definitely not set by Xuan Ming.
For example, dozens of miles away, the Eight Desolate Locking Dragon Formation that almost surrounded the entire God Corpse Valley! This is obviously the formation that someone just arranged.
The formations are very cleverly arranged, and they are all behind the mountains. When he walked from Jingu to here, he couldn't directly see those areas. So even if he has the power of eyes, he can't detect it.
But now, he didn't need to look at it, he only noticed it with his spiritual sense.
If you talk about the realm of the formation master, this is the heart formation, which is already the highest third realm. In terms of ability, this is called the formation heart, which is an upgrade of the formation pupil.
Beginning with the formation method passed down by the Lingyuanzong, the formation masters of the past generations have studied hard for tens of thousands of years, and no one has been able to summarize the method to cultivate the realm of the heart formation. All the people who have achieved the heart of the formation are accidental breakthroughs, and the reason is not clear after the breakthrough.
But at this time, Goujiu had a guess.
Perhaps it needs such an opportunity: a person with the power of the eye array ~EbookFREE.me~ The visual array sees the end, when it is obscured by an object, it happens to have an influx of precise memories of the hidden spirit. Mind.
This connects what he sees in his mind with what he sees in his eyes. At this time, he may suddenly understand and understand the heart formation!
He can only guess. Because this kind of thing is impossible to repeat the experiment again to confirm.
Now not only all the psychic arrangements in Xuanming's tomb are already clear in his heart, but all the arrangements of the dragon clan around him can't escape his heart array.
But this ability can only perceive the spirit of heaven and earth, but it cannot perceive sentient beings.
So even though he had seen the hidden formations laid by the nearby dragons, he didn't know how many dragon masters were ambushing in them, let alone their strength.
This is only one step away from being a true confidant!
When he stopped and felt everything in Xuanming's tomb, Lan Ruoshuang was originally in front, and felt that the detour had stopped, and she actually stopped.
