The Legend of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 826 Drawing Axis

Just as Han Li and the flying rat chased the elders surnamed Zhong closely, the owner of the ghost gate, Wei Wuya and others had climbed over the huge mountain and appeared in a basin.

The basin is dark and humid, and the ground is full of puddles of different sizes, which makes the people who have to walk in on foot feel depressed.

Although some small spells can be used to block all the silt and sewage from the outside, the speed naturally drops again and again.

But this time, neither Wang Tiangu nor Wei Wuya complained anymore.

Because when they had climbed over the top of the giant mountain, they saw from afar that there was a huge object that looked like an altar in the center of the basin.

This time, all the people who followed the Lord of the Ghost Gate came here immediately refreshed and left the original suspicion behind.

It is the first time they have seen such a complete building since they entered the valley. Don't ask, it's definitely not ordinary there. Most of them have something to do with the Lingmiao Garden said by the owner of the Ghost Gate.

So the group of people move more slowly, but everyone is not in a hurry

It's not that he didn't try to use the floating technique a few feet away from the ground, but the only gain was that a moment later, a bloody lightning hit the sky out of thin air and almost smashed the monk's body protection magic weapon. It seems that the closer it is to the center of the basin, the stricter the air ban becomes.

In this way, others no longer want to be opportunistic and can only move forward slowly in a row.

A ghost disciple opened the way in front of him and encountered bushes and other obstructions. A few fireballs can easily make a path out.

After walking for more than half a day, the group finally approached the altar and saw the huge figure of the altar from afar.

This altar is completely made of white rock, in the shape of a huge ladder with steps on all sides, towering into the clouds, hundreds of feet high. It's really magnificent. It's just that the altar is a little far away and a little too high. I really can't see the top and bottom clearly.

"Finally, it's almost there. It seems that you can get there in an hour or two at most. Master Wang, Wei is now more curious about how Taoist friends are in the garden. Although Wei Wuya also walked on foot, his whole body emitted a light green light, and he stepped out gently. People slide out of the distance silently, looking extremely relaxed.

"Brother Wei, don't worry, Wang will definitely explain this to his Taoist friends afterwards." The owner of the ghost gate smiled, as if he didn't care.

Wei Wuya nodded and was about to ask more questions when he suddenly flashed on the disciple of the Ghost Sect who was walking in the front, and his body staggered. Then he was silently divided into two parts from his shoulder to his waist. The body fell down silently.

"Space crack!" As soon as the owner of the ghost gate saw this scene, his face changed greatly.

When Wei Wuya and Wang Tiangu behind him saw this, they also looked pale.

Although they don't have any plans, they have never encountered any invisible space cracks since they entered the valley according to the route he instructed. Originally, I still carried the center of the earth, but I have already relaxed a lot. But now a space crack suddenly emerged. These two couldn't help but feel a thor.

The other three ghost disciples also turned pale.

The group of people all stopped and stopped moving forward.

The owner of the ghost door looked at the corpse that had been cut by the crack, and his face was cloudy and clear. Wei Wuya closed his eyes and seemed to sense them with divine consciousness, but after a moment, he opened his eyes again.

"No, this space crack can't be sensed by the power of consciousness. The existence of cracks cannot be sensed. Wei Wuya shook his head with a blank face and said.

Hearing this, Wang Tiangu raised his hand, his fingers bounced, and five fireballs scattered in front of him.

After a few "p" and "puff". Three of these fire bombs were flashed out and disappeared out of thin air. But the other two flew several feet away from both sides and hit the ground and burst. Two big pits came out.

"This crack is very small. As long as it's a little off, you can get around it. Wang Tiangu said in a slow voice.

"Although this crack is not big, how many cracks will come out of this section of the road? We don't have so many lives to add to. As far as I know, the route we take should be without space cracks on the way. Did the man hide it or not say that? The owner of the ghost door did not show a happy look, but a few gloomy whispers on his face.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya's expression moved, but he didn't ask. Instead, Wang Tiangu looked at the scroll altar in the distance and looked at the corpse lying on the ground. He was a little puzzled.

"What does the main place mean?"

The owner of the ghost door frowned and looked up at the sky without an immediate answer. After a long time, he sighed.

"I wanted to wait until I got to the altar to reveal something to you, but now it seems that I can't hide it anymore. Let's show you some information here." He said with a strange look on his face.

Wei Wuya and others were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

The ghost door master shook his sleeve robe that no one paid attention to, and a silver light flashed, and a painting shaft suddenly appeared in his hand.

The axis of this painting is about a few feet long, silvery and shiny, and it looks unusual.

"This is..." Wang Tiangu was surprised to see this picture axis.

"Hey hey! It seems that you also recognized this thing. You handed this over to me in person. Everything about the Lingmiao Garden is obtained from the painting axis from now on. The owner of the Ghost Gate glanced at Wang Tiangu and said faintly.

Wang Tiangu was completely stunned when he heard the words.

This painting scroll was in the treasure collection place of Mulan Grassland on that day, and it was suspected to be the scroll of Cangkun's portrait.

But the owner of the ghost door threw the painting axis, wrapped a ball of spirit, and held the painting axis in a low altitude. Then he made a solemn look and gently clicked his fingers on the drawing shaft.

"Zla" sound. The scroll opened quickly, revealing the picture inside.

A Confucian figure carrying a long sword and looking up to the sky leaps over the picture scroll.

Wang Tiangu and others all opened their eyes wide and stared at the portrait in the painting for a long time. They thought about it, but they all got nothing.

But Wei Wuya also took a deep look at the picture. But when the divine consciousness swept over the whole painting axis, he couldn't help but move. A trace of surprise flashed on his face.

"Wei Dao is worthy of being the late monk of Yuanying, which is so fast. Wang was able to draw this axis in a different place, but it was completely a secret skill that he practiced, which was lucky. When the owner of the Ghost Gate saw Wei Wuya's expression, he moved his heart and praised him.

"Never. I haven't seen this kind of mustard space-based magic weapon for many years. If it hadn't been reminded by Taoist friends in advance, I would have been easy. Wei Wuya said with a strange look.

The owner of the ghost door smiled and stopped asking. But immediately raised his hand, and a black method shot out of his hand, just hitting the open painting axis. At the same time, he suddenly punched the painting axis with a cold snort and said:

"If you don't come out yet, do you have to let me urge you to come out with a magic fire? "

When they heard this, everyone else was shocked. There is also a little inexplicable feeling. Wei Wuya also raised his eyebrows slightly unexpectedly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As a result, an incredible scene appeared.

"Isn't it already an appointment? I won't be summoned until I get to the predetermined place. Now in front of so many people, you wake me up. Don't you want to continue the transaction!" A clear man's voice came directly from the painting axis.

Then the silver light on the picture was released, and the Confucian students who had their backs suddenly turned around. Unexpectedly, he came to them, revealing a strange middle-aged man's face, with three slings of long whis. But his face was cold and full of unhappiness.

In this scene, not only the remaining ghost disciples became stunned, but also Wang Tiangu, who had touched the painting axis with his own hands, opened his mouth and looked shocked.

Only after Wei Wuya was shocked, his expression quickly calmed down, but his eyes stared at the portrait of Confucianism in the painting axis, as if he were thinking.

"Hmm! You still asked me. You don't know how to promise again and again. Give me the route. Is it absolutely safe? This space crack is a big deal. Let a disciple of this family die in vain. The owner of the ghost gate looked at the portrait and asked rudely.

"The route I chose in those years. Absolutely safe. How can there be a problem?" The portrait of Confucianism in the scroll retorted directly with his lips moving slightly.

"Then look at your side?" The owner of the ghost door glanced in the direction of the crack in the space with a gloomy face and said coldly.

The Confucian in the portrait was stunned, but after a little meditation, the portrait disappeared, and the aura on the surface of the scroll flashed and became green, and a layer of light curtain floated on it.

Then the light flashed, and a green light flew out of the light curtain and turned into a blurred figure. It is the person who looks like a Confucian in the painting axis.

At this time, the Confucian body seemed to be invisible, completely composed of turbid gray-white light and shadow, emitting a faint spiritual light, as if it could be blown out in one breath.

"Should I call you? Is your Excellency the man of Cangkun in those years? You may keep the genshen immortal and live to this day. Wang Tiangu felt that his voice was dry, and he felt a trace of shock in his words.

"I'm leaving the limit of the scroll. If you have any questions, just ask your doorkeeper later. Let me take a look at the crack first." Confucianism did not pay much attention to Wang Tiangu's shock. Instead, he stared at the direction of the crack in the space, frowned slightly, and a gray light spewed out.

After a bang, the light mass was silently swallowed up by the cracks in the space there. The Confucian scholar's face suddenly became a little strange.

"Strange! There was indeed no such invisible crack here in those years. It seems that it should be one of the rare new cracks. Several Taoist friends don't have to worry too much about this. It's just a coincidence. I'll go first." Confucianism was slightly shocked at first, then thought about it, and finally became extremely calm.

Then with a "sneer", his figure faded in an instant and turned into a ball of green light and flew into the painting axis, as if he didn't want to delay outside.

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