Chapter 125 The Place of Incongation

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The narrow space where everyone was originally filled with golden Buddha light, and as the red beads were embedded in the door, it made a crisp sound.

It seemed to be a signal, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the sudden appearance from the gate.

The pure black door suddenly rose a rolling black fog, and a trace of golden arc was wrapped in the black fog. The black fog and the arc were intertwined, like water and fire incompatible, making a poof explosion, and then the airflow around it was stirred and torn apart, as if a hurricane suddenly blew.

When everyone saw the grewd scene in front of them, they didn't dare to breathe. They just stared at the gate and waited quietly, looking forward to it.

Zhang Yan's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He saw the black fog and golden light intertwined in front of him, and suddenly remembered that this was the mutual struggle between the two forces of Buddha and demons?

This gate should have been sealed by the two forces of Buddha and demons. What is closed behind it? What are the amazing secrets?

Booming...

The black fog and golden light disappeared above the gate, and the gate slowly opened.

Inside the gate is a deep and dark road, and the top wall is lit with immortal fire candles, covering the surrounding scenery with a gloomy and mysterious smell. A wisp of obscure and gloomy breath slowly floated out of the passage, like a wet and musty smell, but with a bone-chilling chill.

"Oh, where's the map? Open the map quickly!" Heng Chong looked at the depths of the gate with an excited look and hurriedly urged Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan slowly walked to the gate, buckled out the red beads in the groove, turned around and asked, "Until now, I still know nothing about this Senluo Sword Prison. Even if I have a map in it, how can I know where you are going and what you are going to do?"

After saying this, Zhang Yan glanced at Qingyi and others and said in a low voice, "I only know that from Senluo Sword Prison can make me and my companions return to the place where I came from, and what about you?"

This boy is patient and won't have a showdown until now...

Qingyi and others looked at each other, and Master Cai opened his mouth. He said extremely seriously, "At this time, there is nothing to hide..."

Master Cai suddenly had a trace of melancholy on his face. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Actually, this matter has nothing to do with you, but since you want to know, I'll tell you. I'm waiting here... to get through the disaster."

Cross the disaster!?

Zhang Yan was shocked.

"That's right, it's a disaster." Master Cai smiled bitterly and said, "If we hadn't crossed the disaster, how could we be forced into this dangerous and inexplicable place?"

"Why is this?" Zhang Yan took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the stunnedness in his heart.

"It's very simple. In the world of ten thousand swords, you can't feel the heavenly disaster that belongs to the virtual period, and there has never been a heavenly disaster in the virtual period of refining."

Master Cai sighed, "Actually, you should feel that there are hundreds of millions of sword cultivation in the world of swords, but the highest cultivation of sword cultivation is only the latter level of the god. Don't you think it strange?"

That's true. Zhang Yan knows that these people in front of him can indeed represent the highest strength of the world of swords, and he has never heard of awesome people above the divine level.

He thought for a moment and said, "What does this have to do with Senluo Sword Prison?"

"Of course it matters."

It was Hua Qingyu who answered him. He was like Master Cai, with a trace of melancholy on his face. "Senluo Sword Prison... You should have guessed something from this name."

Zhang Yan suddenly remembered the sentence engraved on the black coffin of the stone room before entering the world of swords: "The world of all things, the land of all kinds of purgatory, why lock the sword soul that breaks the sky? Kendo, Kendo, is overturned!"

Senluo Sword Prison... Lock the sword soul... Kendo is overthrown...

Zhang Yan's mind flashed, and an amazing idea poured into his mind.

The sword soul is a magical power that can only be understood by the sword cultivation of the god level, and the highest cultivation of sword cultivation in the sword world is only the god level. If the whole sword world is compared to a huge cage, does it correspond to the sentence of locking the sword soul?

If this is the case, there will be no sword cultivation above the god level in the world of ten thousand swords!

This seems to explain why Qingyi and other gods are willing to take the risk to enter this place...

However, what is there in Senluo Sword Prison that can make Qingyi and others agree that it can hit a new realm again?

Hua Qingyue saw that Zhang Yan's expression gradually became clear, and then said, "You must have figured out the cause and effect?"

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "However, I still wonder, what can be done in this Senluo sword prison to help you usher in the natural disaster of the virtual period?"

Hua Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "What's the method? Of course, it's to break the Senluo Sword Prison!"

Zhang Yan was stunned and said, "Break?"

Hua Qingqi said seriously, "Yes, it just ruined everything in front of us."

"Why?"

Master Cai said, "According to our speculation, the reason why such a strange situation in the Wanjian world must be because of this Senluo Sword Prison. It is like a lock that locks the world of swords in a small cage without being connected to the outside world!"

Zhang Yan couldn't help asking, "Who can imprison the world with such great magic power?"

Qing Yi said coldly, "Demon clan!"

Magic?

Zhang Yan was surprised, "Isn't it possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Our demon clan has vast magic power and locks up the whole world. You only need to summon 3,000 demon lords to do it, Lord Zhang Yan. Bu Ruo couldn't help interrupting.

As soon as this word came out, everyone was shocked. Sure enough, as Master Cai said, the demon clan has the ability to lock up a world!

"Pineapple, from your point of view, is this the root of the lock-up world of ten thousand swords?" Zhang Yan was in a trance for a long time before asking a crucial question.

Bu Ruo said proudly, "Of course, didn't you see the Brahro Column outside? It is a thing specially refined in our demon world to guard the world. In our demon world, there are more than 1,800 such pillars, that is to say, our demon world has locked more than 1,800 realms. If it were someone else, who could do it?"

Zhang Yan lost his voice and said, "Sure enough, the world of swords has been imprisoned..."

Master Cai couldn't help asking, "Why, did you know about this before?"

"No, I just had doubts for a long time." Zhang Yan touched his nose and said, and then he frowned and asked Bu Ruo, "Pineapple, how to break this confinement?"

Bu Ruo shook his head and said, "This belongs to the high secret of the demon world. Bu Ruo doesn't know, Lord Zhang Yan. But..."

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "But what?"

Bu Ruo thought about it and seemed to be extremely hesitant. He stammered, "Lord Zichen should know..."

Lord Zichen?

Zhang Yan was stunned and said, "Who are you talking about? Who is Zichen?

Bu Ruo screamed, "Lord Zhang Yan, your inheritance comes from Lord Zichen. Don't you even know the name of Lord Zichen?"

Is it a demon...

Bu Ruo continued: "Lord Zichen taught you Zixiao to eat Chenjue and gave Bu Ruo to you. You can't forget the great kindness of Lord Zichen, Lord Zhang Yan."

Sure enough, Zhang Yan figured this out, but then frowned. When he walked out of the exquisite pagoda, he slept in his body with Lianbao and had not woken up. How could he ask him how to break the prison?

At this time, Qingyi suddenly said, "Give me the map. I'll lead the way in front of me. Let's go first."

Everyone was stunned, and then suddenly thought, yes, the door had been opened early. Instead of thinking hard here, it was better to go in and explore the truth.

At this point, most of Zhang Yan's doubts were finally solved. After handing over the map to Qingyi, everyone slowly walked towards the passage inside the gate under the leadership of Qingyi.

After walking in the last cold front, the pure black door automatically closed without wind.

PS: It's not in good shape. It's so much more first, and the rest will be delivered later. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. I wish you all a happy and happy full moon night.