Chapter 456 Lingmiao Garden
The scene turns to the other side, Lu Weiying and Nanlonghou are treasure hunting, before they get into trouble, in the inner valley, in a dark mountain range, a group of people are walking over the mountains, the leader is the Ghost Spirit Sect leader Wang Tiansheng, and his brother Wang Tiangu, next to the Nine Nations Alliance's Supreme Elder, Wei Wuya.
A few feet behind them, there are several Ghost Spirit Sect Jindan stage disciples.
There are many people from the Ghost Spirit Sect this time, the leader of a sect and his brothers did not move with the large team, but only brought a few disciples and Wei Wuya, obviously for some confidential matter.
'This place is really weird, there are forbidden air formations for hundreds of miles along the way'
Wang Tiangu murmured, Wang Tiansheng said calmly: "The more so, the more it shows that we found the right one!"
"I hope so, after spending so much effort, several disciples have been lost along the way. If we go the wrong way, the loss will be great!" Wang Tiangu looked at his brother helplessly. Wei Wuya, who rarely spoke, said coldly: "Even if the route is correct, we have been walking for three days, don't tell me there is still a long way to go!"
"Brother Wei, don't worry, just climb over this mountain, it should be there..."
"If we can successfully find the Lingmiao Garden, not only will my Guiling Sect be able to counterattack and become the first sect of the Demonic Path, and lead the Demonic Path, but also Fellow Daoist Wei will be able to break through the God of Transformation in the near future,"
Wei Wuya said calmly: "I hope so, but I don't have too much hope!"
"The so-called Lingmiao Garden may be a rumor spread by ancient cultivators. If there is really such a space between the human world and the spiritual world, our ancestors would have found it long ago. Why did it take us until now to discover it? Even if it is true, how much is inside is still unknown."
"Since you don't believe it, why did Fellow Daoist still agree to come?" Wang Tiansheng asked in surprise.
Wei Wuya said again, roughly, seeing that the Ghost Spirit Sect is so ostentatious and serious, it is better to believe it for the time being. Even if Lingmiao Garden cannot be found, an ancient ruins may be found and something can be gained.
Wang Tiansheng first agreed with Wei Wuya's idea, and then showed great confidence.
Lingmiao Garden, he was very sure.
Wei Wuya said no more, suddenly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "Elder Zhong of your sect is very powerful, but he did not act with us. Now such a long time has passed, and you have not contacted him. Wei is very curious now. What on earth did Elder Zhong go to do? It can't be that he was wandering around in the Falling Demon Valley. I wonder if you can tell me?"
This is obviously a suspicion, suspecting that the Ghost Spirit Sect has other arrangements for the Lingmiao Garden.
Maybe he, Wei Wuya, will be used by the Ghost Spirit Sect.
But the other group of people from the Ghost Spirit Sect are naturally looking for the Candle Spirit Fruit.
This item was discovered by their elders of a certain generation who had entered the valley, but they were too hurried when they left, and the road signs they sorted out later were relatively fragmented. Elder Zhong led most of the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples to search all the way, but still could not find the corresponding location, but they were gradually approaching. In addition to them, there was another person who had the same route map.
This person was naturally Zi Ling. She had already figured out the route in advance, but the problem was that she did not dare to act alone.
She was waiting for someone, and she dared to intercept him when he came.
As a result, she waited and waited, and followed the Ghost Spirit Sect for several days, but still no one came according to the agreed route. She even suspected that the other party had abandoned her and went alone.
But it was impossible to think about it, because that person's character was to do what he said.
In such anxiety, she waited for Han Li.
Although the main person she was waiting for did not come, she could not wait any longer, so after the two of them met up, with the help of Han Li, they directly crossed the Ghost Spirit Sect who was exploring the way in front, explored forward first, and successfully found the location of the Lingzhu Fruit in advance. The two of them rolled up the fruit, and when the Ghost Spirit Sect arrived, there was nothing left.
"Who is it? Who took it away in advance!!"
Elder Zhong's face was grim, and Wang Chan, who assisted him, was also bloodshot.
Yan Ruyan, who was a little calmer, said: "The intelligence was discovered by our elders, and it was hidden back then. It is impossible for others to know it during this period. Moreover, the signs around here seem to have been moved not long ago."
"What do you mean?" Wang Chan said with a stern face.
Yan Ruyan frowned secretly at his tone and attitude, and didn't want to say anything more.
The two of them had a husband and wife fate, but not a husband and wife love. Even if there was some girlish admiration at the beginning, it has now been worn out. She felt unspeakable disgust in her heart.
"Ruyan means, there is a traitor?" Elder Zhong asked.
Yan Ruyan took a breath and nodded slightly: "I'm afraid it's correct, but it doesn't make much sense to say this now..."
All the things are gone, what can I do.
Elder Zhong's face was uncertain for a while, but he gradually controlled himself. After returning, he would naturally find the traitor and torture him to find out the black hand behind it. But now it is inconvenient to entangle with this matter. He can only follow the original plan and take their team to continue exploring the ancient ruins. At least they must find some treasures and herbs to make up for it, otherwise this trip would be in vain.
Speaking of finding treasures, the valley was full of this scene at that time.
Somewhere in the canyon covered with five-colored clouds, thunder roared like a stormy sea. After a while, a group of seven people rushed out. The two leaders were both famous outside.
One was the East Gate Map, and the other was Tianjing Zhenren.
This person also held an exchange meeting in Tiantian City in the past, and exchanged a lot of soul stones with Xu Qingyang. He has not wasted his time in the past few years. I saw two human-shaped puppets standing on his left and right, each with amazing aura and enough pressure from the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but they looked a little damaged.
Behind Dongmen Tu, there were also five pseudo-infant monks following closely.
"Awesome, finally broke through the restriction outside, the two ancient puppets of the real person played a great role..."
This was said by Dongmen Tu, and the real person Tianjing looked calm and said with a smile: "It's a pity that the skills of the ancient monks have been lost. If these two puppets are broken, I'm afraid the ancient puppetry will completely lose its charm..."
Dongmen Tu seemed to smile, but he didn't continue to test it.
He was a little suspicious whether this old man Tianjing had mastered the ancient puppetry.
This thing is too valuable. Think about how much effort his Yuling Sect has put in to create five pseudo-infant monks, and the two puppets of this old Taoist are not inferior to the pseudo-infant monks of his Yuling Sect, and even in some aspects, they perform better than the five elements spirit infants, such as fearlessness and infinite lifespan.
The reason they could enter this ruins was because of the two puppets of the old Taoist Tianjing, who smashed their way through the chaos.
"There are many things lost in ancient times, so there is no need for you to be too sentimental. Now that you have come in, the most urgent thing is to quickly collect the treasures inside."
While speaking, the two suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky at the same time.
At that time, somewhere hundreds of thousands of miles away, the team of Master Zhong and Saint Mulan had just broken through the magic circle of a ruin and were about to enter to explore the treasure. Suddenly, a strange blood color appeared in the sky, causing the group to look up and pay attention, and secretly raise their guard, but after a while, nothing happened.
"Brother Zhong, I have a bad feeling in my heart?" The Saint looked at the sky strangely, with a solemn tone.
Master Zhong was silent, and for some reason, he remembered Xu Qingyang's reminder before coming in. Could it be that someone was really lucky and accidentally touched something taboo, otherwise how could there be such a big vision?
At that time, the red light in the sky was endless, and it was definitely not just theirs.
"Don't worry about it, just keep searching for treasures!"
Master Zhong thought for a while and took a deep breath. No matter what appeared, they were not the only ones in the Falling Demon Valley. Now they couldn't see anything. It would be better to speed up the pace of looting, at least not to lose money. When the things were almost looted, they could choose to leave or stay at that time.
He promised Xu Qingyang that he would not stand idly by, but it also depends on what it is.
If he couldn't handle it himself, he would naturally not ask for trouble and help the Tiannan people clean up their butts. It would be best if the trouble was not too big and he could get a favor.
In short, for all problems, Wei Wuya must be the first to take the lead.
It should be said that Wei Wuya was the first to suffer at this time.
Time went back a little, and the scene returned to them. Under the leadership of Wang Tiansheng, the group finally arrived at their destination, an altar located in the basin, which was hundreds of feet high. The process of climbing up made them exhausted. The restrictions in this place were extremely abnormal, and every step had to be stepped on.
And at a certain height, there was an additional gravity superposition.
It took a whole day and night from reaching the altar to climbing up from the bottom. There was basically no rest in the middle. In the last part, everyone moved inch by inch, which was extremely difficult.
Among the group, only Wei Wuya was relatively relaxed.
But his mood became more and more complicated. No matter how he looked at this place, it was not ordinary. It seemed that there was really hope to find Lingmiao Garden.
There have been rumors in the world of immortal cultivation since ancient times. When the connection with the upper world had not been cut off, a great man found a small world between the two worlds from outside the world. The spiritual environment was extremely superior. The ancient great man used it as a medicine garden. Since the separation of heaven and earth, some people said that if you find this place, you can get countless rare herbs in it.
The most exaggerated and attractive rumor is that Lingmiao Garden may have a passage directly to the spirit world.
No cultivator would not be tempted by the ancient powerful medicine garden, let alone a small world that has existed as a medicine garden for so many years, and can even lead directly to the spirit world.
So when Wei Wuya learned about the situation, he agreed to come together without hesitation.
The Ghost Spirit Sect would not be so kind. If they invited him here, there must be some unpredictable danger in this place. However, compared to being able to advance to the God of Transformation and enter the spirit world, no matter how big the risk is, it is worth it. Now that he saw a glimmer of hope, he couldn't wait to ask as soon as he stepped onto the altar: "Is this the place?"
The Wang brothers and several disciples were panting at this time.
Wang Tiansheng was a little better. He looked at Wei Wuya, whose face was not red and his heart was not beating, with a secretly admiring look, thinking: Great cultivators are different, and they are indeed not comparable to them.
After the breath was restored, the Wang brothers looked around first.
The platform is about 100 meters wide, covered with white jade bricks. In the middle, there is an arched table about 60 to 70 meters long. The style is similar to the one encountered by Nanlong Hou and the others, but they don't know it now. They see that there is nothing around. There is a huge bluestone pillar at each corner, which is densely engraved with invisible obscure runes.
Looking up, there is a stone statue of a unicorn squatting on the top of each stone pillar.
Wei Wuya didn't find any trace of the entrance in this layout, so he asked the Wang brothers anxiously. Wang Tiangu didn't say anything, and Wang Tiansheng looked at a certain place with his hands behind his back and didn't say anything for a long time.
Following his gaze, Wei Wuya looked carefully again.
The sky above is strange, blood red, but apart from that, there is not much special, and there is no entrance.
"Master Wang, don't sell the lawsuit, it's not true or not!"
"Brother Wei, don't worry. The location should be correct, but the entrance to Lingmiao Garden will definitely not be placed directly in front of you..." Wang Tiansheng retracted his gaze, soothed him with words, then touched his sleeves, took out a scroll, and continued: "If you want to know how to enter, you can only ask the spirit in this painting!"
Wei Wuya narrowed his eyes and stared at the scroll.
Wang Tiansheng held his hands and slowly unfolded the scroll, revealing a picture, or more accurately, a portrait, with a lifelike image of a Confucian scholar.
If Han Li was here, he would probably be shocked.
Because this thing was originally hung in the Cangkun Treasure House, but at that time he was focused on grabbing other treasures and didn't pay much attention to it, and it was snatched away by the Ghost Spirit Sect monks. Later, Nanlong Hou told him something. The Confucian scholar in this portrait was the Cangkun Master who traveled across Tiannan five thousand years ago, that is, the ancestor of Nanlong Hou and Lu Weiying later.
A portrait of Master Cangkun was solemnly taken out by Wang Tiangu. It was not just a painting.
When the scroll was unfolded, the Confucian man blinked his eyelashes and came to life. He shook his body and appeared in the air, becoming a half-shadow.
He stared at the altar: "Yes, this is it!"
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I would be able to return here one day..." The phantom spoke excitedly, and there was an indescribable weirdness, as if he was laughing, but he couldn't hear it.
However, in the eyes of others, it was just the lament of an unlucky guy. Wang Tiansheng didn't want to waste time talking to him, and said coldly: "According to the agreement, I have brought you here. If this is the entrance to Lingmiao Garden, then quickly fulfill your promise, otherwise, you, a remnant soul, don't blame me, the Ghost Spirit Sect, for being cruel and ruthless, and making you never reincarnate."
The scholar's face changed immediately, and a trace of fear flashed across his face very cooperatively, and he hurriedly said: "It's here, I will tell you how to enter..."
Skipping some specific operations, the four stone pillars were activated by several people, and the unicorns on them spit out five-color light pillars at the same time, merging into a ball of light in the sky, followed by a loud noise that shook the earth.
The spiritual light in the sky exploded, and the amazing spiritual energy fluctuations blew the clothes of several people, and their faces looked like they had taken stimulants.
At the same time, the blood color in the sky began to spread.
Like some kind of signal, it covered the sky above the Falling Demon Valley at a very fast speed, so that the monks who were exploring treasures in the valley could gradually see this scene, until it spread to a broken ruined building somewhere. A pair of silver-white pupils suddenly looked up at the sky with a "gurgling" swallowing sound.
"Main body! Who did it?"
The low roar was full of doubt and urgency, and it crushed the shriveled monk's head in its hand. It opened its bloody fangs, spit out a ball of black air that wrapped its whole body, and rushed into the sky with a "bang".