Seven-star mysterious demon

Chapter 218 Daliang City

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 218 Daliang City

A few days later, a black light suddenly crossed the sky, which shocked a row of neat wild goose monsters with shining gray wings and hurriedly avoided it. Large gray and white feathers flew everywhere, which was unusually messy.

The Taoist surnamed Wang on the black canopy ship gently shook away some messy feathers stained on the shield used to shield the strong wind outside the ship, took a look at Jiyang, who was holding a beautiful sheep fat ball, and asked with a smile, "Ji Daoyou, what do you think? Is this treasure map fake?

Deeply retreated his consciousness from the sheep fat ball, Jiyang's face showed a little strange look, staring at the sheep fat ball in his hand for a period of silence.

"What? Do you think there is something wrong with this treasure map? Seeing Jiyang's expression, the Taoist surnamed Wang didn't say anything. The woman in the enchanting purple skirt asked with her eyebrows raised, looking nervous.

"Isn't it appropriate? That's not true." Jiyang shook his head with a wry smile and handed the sheep fat ball to the woman on one side: "This treasure map should be true. Only ancient monks who sealed things in the sheep fat ball tens of thousands of years ago would do this, but the specific location of this ancient monk's cave is really enough... Unique....."

After thinking about it carefully for a long time, Jiyang barely came up with a "unique" in his mind to describe what he had just seen.

"Is it unique? Hey, that place is really unique. At the beginning, it took Wang and his friend months to find out the cave of this ancient monk. Hearing that the Taoist surnamed Wang also smiled. Obviously, Jiyang's description of that place made him very satisfied.

Listening to the strange words of Jiyang and the Taoist surnamed Wang, the purple skirt woman immersed her consciousness in the sheep fat ball. A moment later, the woman's face suddenly showed a shocked look, followed by a little doubt, and finally she was extremely shocked. After such an expression lasted for a few breaths, the woman finally withdrew her consciousness from the sheep fat ball.

"I didn't expect that the entrance of this ancient monk's cave would be such a place, and the taste of the ancient monk who left his own inheritance was really... Unique enough..." After holding the sheep fat ball and meditating for a moment, the woman also whispered strangely, and her face was very unnatural.

"It's just that only part of the treasure map seems to be sealed here. Does Wang Daoyou have another part?" After a moment of pause, the woman casually threw the sheep fat ball in her hand to the Taoist surnamed Wang standing in the bow, and asked with some doubts on her face.

"Ha, this is just half a treasure map, and the other half is still in the hands of my friend. In fact, the treasure map was originally two sheep fat balls. At that time, we were lucky enough to find them in a mortal antique store, so we took one and searched for treasure together, and according to the treasure collection. According to the information shown in the picture, the ancient monk deliberately made such a treasure map before sitting down so that the predestined person could inherit his manor. But this is just cheaper for us. Hey hey, the collection of ancient monks should not be so chilly. Taoist priest Wang laughed, with an unconcealed joy on his face, as if the treasure was in front of him.

"It is said that the ancient monk's cave, and Taoist friends are so confident that the place has not been found by other monks, and they have climbed first?" The woman in purple skirt asked disapprovingly.

"First of all?" The Taoist surnamed Wang shook his head slightly, "How can this be? Not to mention that the ancient monk tried his best to arrange everything in order to leave this cave, that is, the cave prohibition that someone Wang personally saw was not broken at all, which is enough to show the integrity of this cave."

"I hope so," Jiyang blinked and said without saying anything, and then asked again, "Wang Daoyou, where are we going to make peace with your friend?" This treasure map only says something about the specific address, and the general direction is not mentioned at all.

Hearing the words, the Taoist surnamed Wang whispered, "Donglan Kingdom, Daliang City!"

Daliang City, one of the two acropolises of Beiyuan City, the capital of Donglan, is located only more than 100 miles northeast of Beiyuan City. It echoes Bianliang City, another city of Beiyuan City, and has an important strategic position as an arch to Beiyuan City. Since the founding of Donglan Kingdom thousands of years ago, this Daliang City has been an ancient city that has been accompanied by Beiyuan City for a long time, while Bianliang City is a new Acropolis built after the founding of Donglan Kingdom. Compared with Daliang City, it has less heritage, but it seems that Daliang City is too heavy to be ancient, and the whole city is not Bianliang City, which is also the Acropolis of Beiyuan City, is so developed and prosperous, but it maintains a nearly withered ancient meaning that it is so gloomy, which is inconspicuous and unnoticed.

The red sun hung lazily in the sky like a hanging ghost, and the soft sunlight quietly sprinkled down from the sky, dotted with gorgeous decorations on the streets of Daliang City.

At this time, on a very remote Qingshi street in Daliang City, two men and one woman are walking in this almost invisible place. On both sides of the street are ordinary families, and occasionally you can see a restaurant and several restaurants.

And these restaurants also have few guests, and not many people patronize them. Occasionally, I saw a person, whether it was an old man or a child, who looked sick and depressed, which was very strange. The three people who came along the way frowned one by one.

These three people are naturally Jiyang, who have been on their way for more than a month.

At this time, the woman in purple skirt looked at this dead ancient city, and her beautiful forehead had wrinkled into Sichuan characters. It was really difficult for her to accept the existence of such a dead ancient city.

It seemed to see the impatience of the woman in purple skirt. The Taoist surnamed Wang walking in the front slowly said, "Do you feel that this city is not like a city at all? Isn't it a little weird?"

Before Jiyang and the woman in purple skirt had anything else to say, the Taoist surnamed Wang said slowly again: "In fact, thousands of years ago, this ancient city was not called Daliang City."

"What's that called?" Frowning, the woman in purple skirt almost blurted out.

"I won't return to the city."

"Do not return to the city?" The woman in purple skirt was obviously stunned and was obviously a little confused.

But Jiyang beside him showed a little contemplation, as if he had guessed something.

"Yes, it's indeed called the city of no return." Without caring about their expressions, the Taoist surnamed Wang continued: "The city that did not return in those years was a dead city, and the city was full of tombs. Ghosts are rampant, and creatures avoid them. It is a real ghost city. Although there are many ghosts in the city that should be very attractive to evil monks, even some famous demon monks were unwilling to come to this city at that time.

"Why?"

"If you don't return to the city, you will never return once you enter the forbidden city..."

"Once you enter the forbidden city, you will never return?!" The woman in purple dress opened her eyes wide in surprise: "How is that possible? How can a city have such a deterrent power that even the masters of magic are unwilling to come in? Is there any amazing existence in this city?

"A great existence? Hey, that's not true, but some of the natural and geographical trends in this city are enough to deter most of the monks. Suddenly, the Taoist surnamed Wang stopped and smiled at the two people behind him: "We are here."

Jiyang looked up and saw a three-story simple building in front of him. The main door of the small building was tightly locked by a large brown iron lock, and the door was a crooked plaque.

The words "Liu Ji Tea Shop" suddenly fell on it.