Chapter 11 Butterfly

Sum, a wisp of tingling came from Jiang Chen's lower abdomen, as if he had been pricked by a needle, lifted his clothes and looked at it, but there was no scar. Jiang Chen shouted strangely and quickly walked to the source of the wind. If it is not bad as expected, it is the exit.

The wind rotated from the side and hit the dangerous rocks all around. The stone rock is strangely shaped, like a gloomy and terrible animal teeth, staggering through the ground. The dense poisonous insects gathered into spheres and hung on the edges and corners of the strange stones one after another.

Jiang Chen held his breath, took his step lightly, and bypassed the uneven rocks. Hundreds of poisonous insect balls are colorful, which makes Jiang Chen feel sad. Fortunately, they ignored Jiang Chen and moved slowly in the dark light.

With a "click", Jiang Chen's foot stepped on a hard object. A gray bone emerged from the mud and slowly sank. Staring at the disappeared white bone, Jiang Chen's heart suddenly tightened.

"It seems that it's a human thigh bone?" Wang Shu couldn't believe it, "How is this possible? Hasn't this empty city never been set foot in?

A trace of uneasiness climbed up to his heart, and Jiang Chen gently hooked his toes and wanted to pick up the white bone. The bones were surprisingly heavy and slipped down from the toes. Jiang Chen simply squatted down, grabbed the white bone, and tried his best to take it out of the mud.

This leg bone is actually connected to most of the dilapidated skeleton, which weighs thousands of pounds and is gray, and the mysterious and complex road is hidden.

"Although it looks like a human skeleton, it should not be a human." Jiang Chen erased the mud on the bones and became clearer and denser. The skeleton of human beings can't be so heavy, and there won't be these flowers. Maybe it's the bones left after the death of the original creatures in this empty city. During the conversation, Jiang Chen's chest hurt slightly, as if he had been pricked by a needle again, and there was still no wound on his chest.

Jiang Chen stood up uneasily and looked around vigilantly, but never found anything.

"This is a person! It must be human bones!" Wang Shu shouted strangely, "Have you heard of "The Turn of Mi Wenjun"?"

Wang Shu hesitated and said, "It seems that Mei mentioned that it is the supreme method of cultivating the body, but it has been lost for a long time."

"Do you know how many years Mi Weijun has been lost?" "30 million years!" At least three thousand years have been lost!"

Jiang Chen's heart sank: "You mean that this corpse bone has been cultivated in the "The Turn of the Body"?"

"That's right. Human bones that have practiced "The Turn of the Sutra" will produce strange ways and become particularly heavy and hard. Mi Wenjun's Turning Sutra can make a person's body have a strong and unparalleled power, which is roughly equivalent to your current mana. Do you know what this means? Even if the magic power is banned, you can do whatever you want and search in the divine realm!"

Jiang Chen's heart sank: "Are you sure?"

Wang Shu nodded: "Jiang Chen has several owners, all of whom have searched for the whereabouts of Mi Wenjun's Turning Sutra, and finally traced a little trace. About 30 million years ago, Jiang Hengye, who was famous for "Mi Wenjun's Turning Sutra", flew to the divine realm and disappeared, and there was no news.

Jiang Chen put down the bones and let them slowly sink into the mud: "If this is the bones of Jiang Hengye 30 million years ago, then he must have the key to the empty city. That is to say, the empty city has been opened at least once before Jiang Chen entered. At that time, eight creatures entered the empty city, and Jiang Hengye was dead. What about the other seven people? Did they go out alive or die here?

"Why do you have such a good tone?" Wang Shu couldn't help shivering... Even if the others died here. It's also difficult to find the body. If Jiang Hengye hadn't practiced the "Mi Wenjun's Turning Sutra" and the bones were stronger than gold and stone, it would have been weathered into powder after so many years.

The creatures that "has the ability to get the key opportunity" to enter the empty city should have the unique skills of pressing the bottom of the box. Others will not be much worse than Jiang Yokono. Jiang Chen stared at the key imprint of the hand and quietly pondered for a while. "Imagine that after all eight keys were inserted into the city gate, they were spit out again and scattered everywhere again, waiting for new creatures to enter the empty city.

It's a bit like fishing.

Jiang Chen closed his palm and muttered, "Catch the fish, and then release the bait again to lure new fish. If so, this trip is very dangerous. I don't know how many rounds of fish were caught. Anyway, the first key inserted into the gate could not be only millions of years ago. No wonder the old man Linger was willing to give up the key. It must have smelled a little wind. Damn old thief, it's so cannibalism without spitting bones!"

Wang Shu said with a sad face, "The power of Yokono is more powerful than your six-yuan power, and I don't know how he died."

"It's mostly the so-called treasure in this palace." Jiang Chen raised his legs and stirred in the mud for a while. Unfortunately, "The Turn of the Sutra" also died with Jiang Hengye, otherwise it would really be a great killer across the divine realm.

The invisible sense of needle pricking came out from the back again, which is the third time. Jiang Chen couldn't help shivering, his whole body stiffened, and the qi and blood in his body began to flow back uncontrollably. Premonitioned that it was not good, Jiang Chen no longer lingated here and rushed forward quickly.

As the wind became stronger and stronger, the light became brighter and brighter. A bronze embroidered door appeared in front of it, and the wind poured in through the crack of the half-closed and half-open door.

Jiang Chen suddenly stopped. There is a short clown monster squatting in front of the door, with eyes like copper bells, narrow ears and long noses like a pointed hook bent down. It is covered with green hair, holding a bright-colored puppet in its left claw, and a dark needle inserted into the puppet's chest, lower abdomen and vest. The monster raised his right paw and thrust the fourth needle into the back of the puppet's head.

At the same moment, a tingling came from the back of Jiang Chen's head. His eyes were black, and his feet involuntarily stabbed. The monster didn't seem to see Jiang Chen at all, staring at the puppet and grabbing a thin needle.

Prick the eyebrows.

Jiang Chen roared, and the magic martial arts launched. His body shot like lightning. He jumped in front of the monster, waved his fist, smashed its head to pieces, and the smelly plasma splashed out.

After the success of magic martial arts, Jiang Chen's attack power has greatly advanced. Even if he does not support the power of six desires, he can blow up the hard rock with one punch.

The monster's body tilted, and his right paw staggered up again, grabbed the sharp needle, and stabbed the puppet's eyebrows. Jiang Chen bent his right arm, and his elbow locked the monster's right paw with a "cluck" sound, and broke its right claw. At the same time, the fingertips bounced and flew the sharp needle far away.

The monster shook, and the broken claws began to tremble again. Jiang Chen used magic, punching and kicking, smashing the monster's whole body. The puppet in its hand rolled to the ground. Jiang Chen picked it up and looked at it. The puppet looked similar to Jiang Chen.

"Lao Wangshu, what kind of monster is this?" Jiang Chen pulled out all four needles on the puppet and felt comfortable all over his body. The puppet's face gradually blurred, and later turned into a green stake.

"There are also many evil spirits in the divine realm, and no one knows where they are hidden and what strange evil powers they will have. It's bad luck for you to meet it. Wang Shu stared straight at the wooden pile and smiled. "Although Jiang Chen doesn't know this monster, he knows that this is Lin Zhimu, which can improve the understanding of the soul weapon. Small

zi, put it away quickly."

"There are probably a lot of such unpreventable evil spirits in the empty city." Jiang Chen kicked away the body of the paralyzed monster and pushed the door open.

Outside the door is a cliff, hanging high in the air. A hundred feet away, there is a faint-winged void, shrouded in endless sad clouds. With the sad whimper of the gloomy wind, the smoky faces suddenly appeared, twisted and twitched, faintly showing a painful expression.

"Lao Wangshu, what are these strange faces?" Jiang Chen frowned. Looking at this situation, it was impossible to move forward.

Wang Shu looked at it attentively for a while and said solemnly, "It's an evil spirit! Stop staring at them, or you will be assimilated by them and become one of them.

Jiang Chen quickly looked away, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down. The clouds at the bottom of the cliff are rolling and floating, faintly revealing the bright spots.

On the stone protruding from the corner of the cliff, there is a long rope stained with dust, and the other end of the rope droops far away, and there is no end at a glance. Jiang Chen pulled a long rope, which was strong and elastic. Wipe off the plaster on it, and the long rope looks smooth and smooth, with wisps of dark red blood.

"This is a refined tendon." Wang Shu shouted, "You're right. This empty city must have been opened before."

"This dragonfly plug has been here for some years, and the owner of the dragonfly vein entered the empty city much earlier than Jiang Chen. In those years, he also walked out of this door and used the rope he carried as a rope to climb down the cliff. Holding the long rope with both hands, Jiang Chen began to slide down quickly.

The mountains are extremely dangerous, and the stone walls are full of vines and grass, and dark beasts often rush out from the cliffs and are ready to attack. Jiang Chen only needs to kick the mountain wall and swing the tendons far away, so that he can avoid it calmly.

After about a bit of incense, Jiang Chen suddenly found that the tendons were shaking slightly in the palm of his hand. Jiang Chen felt a stiff heart, and his hand immediately loosened the tendons, quickly grabbed the rock on the side, and his feet also climbed to the mountain wall tightly.

With a crack, the tendons suddenly drooped from the sky and went straight to the bottom of the cliff. If Jiang Chen just grabbed the tendons, he would definitely fall down with him.

"The tendon has been broken!" Wang Shu roared, "There are other people on it!"

"It may also be the evil spirits on the other side of the cliff." Hope to feel uneasily.

Wangshu shook his head: "Impossible! If it was an evil spirit, it would have rushed directly. The man must have hid in the dark. When Lin grabbed the tendon and climbed down, he ran out and cut the tendon.

"No matter who he doesn't do it this time, he will definitely come again." Jiang Chen put his limbs against the mountain wall and accelerated to climb down. As they passed through a deep hole, a large group of exotic horse bees suddenly flew out, with yellow hair, as big as fists, and raised a sharp tail hook and rushed over.

Jiang Chen subconsciously wanted to punch out, and suddenly had an idea in his heart. He withdrew his left arm and protected his head and face. He grabbed the rock with his right hand and rushed down alternately with his feet. Relying on his thick skin and thick flesh, Jiang Chen allowed the wasp to fill his whole body and did not resist any resistance.

The hornet swarm is like a sweeping yellow cloud, closely following Jiang Chen all the way. For a moment, my body was painful and itchy, and hundreds of red and swollen small bags bulged up.

"Kid, why don't you fight back? There were thousands of wasps, and the magic martial arts were solved in a few times. Wang Shu asked confusedly.

"Resolved? It's too late to welcome them. Lao Wangshu, "They have helped Jiang Chen a lot." Jiang Chen gritted his teeth to endure the pain and climbed all the way down. The wasps surrounded Jiang Chen like a dense protective cover, and no other fierce beast dared to approach. Even if the unknown guy above comes to attack, it will be detected by the hornets first.

More than half an hour later, Jiang Chen finally arrived at the ground without any danger. Only then did he use magic and kill all the wasps. After the wasp's eyes were broken, fragrant juice flowed out. Jiang Chen tried to apply the juice on his body, and the redness and swelling quickly subsided.

The place where the landing is full of weeds, and the fog floating in the distance faintly reveals the blurred light spots. Jiang Chen walked to the bright place, and a stone brick-paved sheep intestine path gradually appeared under his feet, and the brick surface was engraved with the simple and vicissitudes of Fu Wen, emitting a faint light. The fog on both sides of the road flashed a hazy shadow. Nothing can be seen clearly except this narrow path that is twisted like a snake.

Jiang Chen walked along the path, and the fog on both sides gradually faded, and the light became brighter and brighter.

At first, only Jiang Chen's footsteps were heard around, and then suddenly there was a dense and emerald sound, followed by a noisy noise, which was louder than a wave and clearly surrounded Jiang Chen.

"Guest, what do you need?" With this sound, the fog on both sides of the road seemed to be uncovered by an invisible big hand, and colorful lights lit up the view.

Jiang Chen stopped in surprise, full of winding paths, crisscrossing, forming a maze-like net. There are strange shops on both sides of the road: some are glowing crystal pavilions, some are exquisite and elegant shell huts, some are like caves shining with fire, and some are crystal clear giant bubbles on the shelves of these shops, displaying various herbs and sword magic weapons. Strange creatures stood at the door of the store, drawing their hands and saying something. Some of these words can be understood by Jiang Chen, and some are like listening to Tianshu, and even Wangshu and Wangshu can't understand them.

"This should be inside the empty city?" Jiang Chen looked around curiously. If the owners of the other seven keys were not dead, they should also be here.

"Guest, what do you need?" The voice repeated again from Jiang Chen's feet.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and saw a golden thorn caterpillar bowing up and showing a rigid smile to Jiang Chen.

This spiny caterpillar has a human face, with smooth skin like a baby, green eyes and a thin and soft voice. It waved its thin arm and pointed to the shop that looked like a tree hole behind it. He continued to ask in a slow voice, "Guest, what do you need?"

Jiang Chen looked at it hesitantly and did not answer. First of all, the scene in front of me is really strange.

Second, this tree hole shop only reached Jiang Chen's knee, and he couldn't get in even if he wanted to.

"It doesn't matter. Go straight there and you can enter the store! Oh, I smelled Star powder. Wang Shu shouted impatiently, "There are some creatures in the empty city who will exchange what they need with human beings. Go in and have a look."

Jiang Chen tentatively walked to the tree hole full of vines and moss. As soon as his toes touched the tree hole, his whole body suddenly became smaller and easily walked in.

The inside is dry and clear, and the four walls are covered with brightly colored luminous mushrooms, and dark green rattan branches are wrapped in rows of neat shelves. There are a variety of rare treasures on the shelf.

"It's really a star fan!" Wang Shu pointed to the shelf and shouted in a glazed bottle full of silver-black fine sand, "You can further enhance the strength of your body by mixing star powder* and painting it all over your body. Ah, and the fire dragon reverse scale on the left just let Jiang Chen make up for it.

The thorn caterpillar also crawled in with an unchanging smile on his face: "Guest, what do you need?"

Jiang Chen's eyes slowly flashed across the shelf, and the muscles on his face suddenly stiffened. On the top shelf, there is a thin book woven with gold wire. On the cover of the album, there are six words of "mi min bi Turning Sutra"! @。

When Fang Ziqiang agreed, he helped her fly into the air, but found that Xiaoji hung his neck with two hands and his legs hanging in the air. Fang Ziqiang simply copied it with his right hand and picked up Xiaoji.

Fang Ziqiang moved and said secretly, "It seems that Xiaoji has really become more shy than before." Thinking about it, I couldn't help but think of teasing her. But when she saw her bowing her head, she sighed and gave up her mind. She only said, "Xiaoji, are you in better? Why don't you go and see if there are any towns or places nearby..."

Fang Ziqiang looked up and saw that it was an extremely beautiful golden pink butterfly, flying on the lake with cute wings. He probably felt the strength of Fang Ziqiang and did not dare to approach too much.

For human beings, the "faces" of butterflies are not much different, so they can't see their "faces" but their bodies tremble slightly, and a black lightning falls from the sky, splitting towards self-improvement.

The butterfly shook its wings: "First, Jiang Chen is not called a little butterfly, Jiang Chen is called Shenyuan, in the name of this divine source continent; second, although you illegally logged in, you did not do anything to destroy the order of the world; third, Jiang Chen guards the divine source continent, not the divine source system, nor is it a guard. The player's robot, so illegal login is not under Jiang Chen's management. But if you do something to destroy the world, don't blame Jiang Chen's ruthless..."

But when Fang Ziqiang pointed to the top, the black lightning disappeared in an instant. The butterfly's body was obviously stunned, and its wings did not swing, as if it were stunned, and its body subconsciously floated in mid-air with strange power.

Fortunately, Fang Ziqiang found that the ribbon ability to refer to the illusion of the heavenly sword was not bad, which made Xiaoji's spirit much better. Although Xiaoji's yuan spirit did not become stable, it was no longer lax, so he felt a little at ease.

Fang Ziqiang suddenly realized: "So... Ah, by the way, Jiang Chen remembers what you just said that Jiang Chen can play games as ordinary players. I don't know if Jiang Chen now has the ability of ordinary players to borrow the basic configuration of the system?"

As soon as Shenyuan heard it, the fire in his heart... Of course, the "face" could not be recognized, but somehow, it resisted and hummed angrily: "You are cruel!" Immediately, the wings fluttered, and the body disappeared in an instant.

Fang Ziqiang smiled faintly and said, "The butterfly's identity is not simple!"