Unexpectedly, Li Xuanfeng was about to turn it over, and this full line of ink pen words suddenly stood up, scrambling to jump up from the paper, turning into a streamer and disappearing.
The whole ancient book turned over in the sky, Li Xuanfeng felt dizzy, and the spectacular scene of waves from north to south came from his ears, sometimes colliding with cliffs and falling cold rain.
"Peng!"
The ancient book in front of him instantly turned into ashes all over the ground, and melted into black ants the moment it fell to the ground, shaking its head, scattering and fleeing, seeping into the ground and disappearing.
Li Xuanfeng's mind was buzzing, his eyes gradually fell on his hands, as if he was a little confused, Lin Chensheng on the side turned his head and asked:
"Fellow Taoist, have you read all these six exercises?"
Li Xuanfeng woke up like a dream, raised his head, nodded and said:
"Yes, I've seen them all, but it's a pity that they don't exceed qi training."
Lin Shensheng laughed sullenly and replied:
"Don't worry, when the three drums sound in the sea of clouds, you can go up and choose."
……
Li Yuanjiao and Tu Longjian walked around the forest for a week, and white mist quickly filled the area, he became a little suspicious and whispered:
"Daoist, this fog is inexplicable, so you still have to be careful."
Dragon Tu Jian smiled slightly, his eyes swept around the surrounding fog, and replied:
"This fog can shield spiritual consciousness, it's really weird, then you and I should ride the wind, you follow me closely, don't fall behind."
Li Yuanjiao was so cunning, he only listened to this, and he was 70% sure in his heart, knowing that the grotto-heaven was about to land, so he nodded and followed him closely.
This end just rose with the wind, and the sunset on the horizon disappeared in an instant, and the sky was full of stars, which were motionless and hung on the edge of the sky in an orderly manner.
The ocean in the distance disappeared, leaving only the boundless sea of clouds and rolling mountains, Li Yuanjiao made a look like he was facing a great enemy, and said in a deep voice:
"Not good! I fell into someone else's illusion!"
Seeing this, he finally got rid of the last trace of doubt, laughed, and replied:
"Senior, this is the [Mirage Grotto]!"
Li Yuanjiao's face was surprised, now he was really puzzled, and now he was going to [Qingsong Grotto], why suddenly a [Mirage Grotto-Heaven] suddenly appeared again, but he saw Dragon Tu Jian explaining:
"Qingsong Temple originally lived in the [Mirage Grotto-Heaven], but this grotto-heaven has been closed for a long time, and this group of people don't know the secrets... Far-fetched... This group of Purple Mansion real people are also happy to disappear with this name, so they call it Qingsong Grotto!"
"This world was opened by the ancient monk Yingzhang, and it was originally a name used from the Immortal Monarch Taoist system back then, how could it be called Qingsong Grotto-Heaven!"
Li Yuanjiao was shocked by this news on the surface, and he was even more surprised by the attitude of slaying the dragon, combined with the clues revealed along the way, Li Yuanjiao had a great sense of certainty:
"Nine out of ten people are... I have already realized what is inside... It is more likely that he has gradually escaped the control of real people!"
He frowned, showing a look of joy and fear, and said softly:
"It seems that it is naturally a good thing for me to have a chance to enter it, as for whether I have a life to get out alive... Then it's hard to say..."
Dragon Slayer Jian nodded slightly, and Li Yuanjiao clasped his hands and said:
"I see that the Taoist knows the grotto-heaven like this, and the rest of the matter depends on you."
Dragon Tu Jian smiled and replied:
"Senior, don't be so polite."
Li Yuanjiao did not covet the treasures in this grotto, and was even more anxious to find Yu Muxian, and he didn't know if the elders had already fought with him......
Dragon Slayer Jian rode up with him, chose a direction at random, stood with his hands on his back in the clouds, his eyes staring at the mountains in the distance, and the token on his waist swayed.
He judged the direction, chose the path forward in the sea of clouds, flew for a while, and heard a noisy fight.
"Someone is the first to climb..."
After three or two breaths, he saw the sea of clouds in front of him shaking, and the magic light and spells collided violently in the air, and the magic weapons intersected, making bursts of sonorous sounds.
About five or six people surrounded a small hill, vigilant and wary of each other, and on top of that small hill, there was a tall stone platform with a small jade vase on it.
This jade vase was filled with silver osmanthus flowers, shrouded in a silver-white spiritual shroud, it seemed impossible to see what it was, but there were moon-white spiritual mists floating on the edge of the spirit cover, like silk, floating and uncertain, which looked particularly mysterious.
In the middle, a middle-aged man was dressed in a dark Taoist robe, with a cold face, tall and thin, and the lines on the Taoist robe were very shallow, showing superb vestment skills, wearing a red sandalwood duster in his hand, looking coldly at everyone around him, and said softly:
"This foundation building magic cover... I want Changxiaomen... You can weigh it."
On the side, a red-robed monk sneered at him, and sneered:
"Okay, Xun Yizi, then you take the Dharma cover and leave, let me wait and see what kind of spiritual object is contained in the jade vase in the middle!"
The tall and thin man in the Taoist robe did not speak, but scanned everyone with cold eyes, Li Yuanjiao and Tu Long Jian stood silently in the clouds not far away, looking at the five or six people around them.
Among these five people, there was a female cultivator wearing a Xiang-colored Taoist robe, stepping on the clouds, looking exquisite and small, as if carefully identifying the items in the spirit cover, one hand holding a small golden mountain, and the other holding a jade bead, it was Kong Tingyun of Xuanyue Sect!
As for the other end stood a handsome-looking young man, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he had the intention of retreating, Li Yuanjiao had only seen him a few times, but he had already deeply engraved his appearance into his mind.
"Zhong Qian!"
He was carefully identifying the identity and background of the other few people, and the dragon slayer in front of him had fiery eyes and murmured:
"Senior... There are good things in this jade bottle! If there is a fight later, you just need to take care of yourself!"
When Li Yuanjiao heard this, he stopped his eyes on the high platform.
This high platform was built ordinary, not a valuable material, but the silver-white spirit cover looked quite good, showing a simple silver-white color, and the four corners were depicted with osmanthus rabbits, which was an ancient foundation-building magic weapon.
And there is also a looming silver-white treasure vase in this magic weapon, with a strong inspiration, the white pattern on the moon of the jade bottle is ancient and mysterious, but it gives people an extremely familiar feeling, and the moon-white spiritual mist drifting around is even more familiar.
Li Yuanjiao laughed silently twice in his heart, this thing was exactly the same as the thousands of times he had seen the moon white spirit mist at home, he deeply understood that this thing was enough to make all the monks present go crazy:
"[Moon Moon]!"