Chapter 562 Statue of God

The fairy fog around is faint, and several people have entered the entrance of the ancient ruins, and a vast atmosphere is coming towards them, which makes people excited. And in this atmosphere, there is still a faint pressure, which is exclusive to the immortals' sense of oppression.

"That... Mr. Su, when was this ancient relic discovered? Zhuge Fuliang turned his head and looked at the old man of Fanxiu Alliance.

Seeing Zhuge Fuliang talking to himself, Mr. Su smiled politely, although the other party was a junior. For this benefactor of the Fanxiu Alliance, Mr. Su still respected it from the bottom of his heart and immediately said, "Two months ago, I found that this ancient relic was suddenly unearthed from the ancient battlefield, and the momentum was even shocked by the whole eastern region, otherwise it would not attract so many sect practitioners."

Zhuge Butang took a breath of cool air, and he was even more curious about the ancient ruins. What the hell is this place? The momentum emitted when it was unearthed can shake the huge eastern region.

"I'm a good boy, this... It's so magnificent." Liu Mang looked at the front with a surprised face, and what appeared in front of everyone at this moment was the entrance to the ancient ruins.

I saw a huge door carved from white jade standing in front of several people, magnificent and magnificent. This can't help but think of the "Nantian Gate", as if through this huge portal, you can really enter a fairyland.

"Taiji Map..." Zhuge B not brightened, because he saw a Taiji map the size of a grinding disc carved above this huge portal. Although it was dull and there was no surprise, it still shocked Zhuge Buliang's heart.

Because what he sees at this moment is a real Taiji map, and the yin and yang map he sees in peacetime is completely different. This Taiji map looks very regular, and the alternating half-arc circle of black and white seems to explain the truth of heaven and earth. The two yin and yang points are like the sun and the moon, mysterious and mysterious.

After staying on this Taiji map for a moment, Zhuge Fuliang followed the old man Wumo into the huge door.

Through this portal, a strong spiritual power suddenly came to their faces, and several people felt excited. Jumping over the door, it seems to have come to another world. It's not like, but they really stepped into another world.

What appeared in front of us was a huge valley like a paradise. The spring is tinkling, and the stream is babbling, like a dazzling picture scroll, and you can also hear the joyful singing of birds. Some exotic beasts ran around and played, as if they were not disturbed by the uninvited guests in the intruder.

This place is really a pure land of immortals.

In the valley, there are some dotted pavilions and pavilions, hidden in the mountains and forests, with a unique charm.

Looking at this picturesque scene, even Su Xiaobai, with an indifferent face, couldn't help but be moved, and his eyes flashed brilliantly. Zhuge Fuliang looked at him, curled his lips, and didn't know what this guy was thinking in the bottom of his heart.

"You be careful." The demonless old man walking in front of him turned around and said, then looked at Zhuge Fuliang and flew to this picturesque state of mind. In the blink of an eye, he drilled into the lush mountain forest and disappeared in front of several people.

After that, Su Hengfei, Su Dingtian and Su Lao of Fanxiu Alliance also integrated into this fairyland.

"Let's go." Zhuge Buliang calmed down and said, "I don't know what is conceived in this world. Maybe there is a big opportunity."

At present, Zhuge Fuliang, Su Xiaobai, Liu Mang, Lu Zihan and others also walked towards this fairyland. Some active little beasts around them stared at these uninvited guests with curious eyes. After a moment of silence, they played with each other and did not feel the crisis at all.

Crossing a stream, Zhuge Fuliang and others walked towards a quiet bamboo forest in the distance. At this time, the entrance of the ancient ruins had to be put, and dozens of figures came in. Zhuge Fuliang looked back and couldn't help snorting coldly in his heart. Obviously, these people were those who taught immortals.

"This bamboo forest is so quiet~~" Miao Xianji looked at it with a feeling and said in surprise, "It turned out to be a rare purple bamboo."

"Purple bamboo?" Lu Zihan also said, "I can still see this plant. It is said that this kind of purple bamboo is also a spiritual root, but it only appeared in ancient times and is now extinct."

Zhuge Buriang squeaked his lips: "This place is really different."

The purple bamboo swayed, the purple bamboo leaves fluttered down, and a thick layer of purple bamboo leaves piled up on the ground. It seems that this purple bamboo forest has been growing here for many years, but the purple bamboo leaves piled up on the ground show no sign of decay.

"Liu Mang, what are you looking at?" Miao Xianji suddenly turned her head and shouted at Liu Mang.

"Hey, hey, there are words, come and have a look." Liu Mang pointed to one of the thicker purple bamboo and said.

Hearing this, several people gathered together. Sure enough, on this purple bamboo, a few lines of beautiful fonts were carved, which came from a woman at first glance.

"What kind of font is this? I can't understand it at all." Lu Zihan frowned slightly and said lightly.

"Chinese characters!"

Zhuge Butliang recognized this font and immediately exclaimed. This font turned out to be the traditional Chinese characters of the earth where he was in the previous life.

Zhuge Fuliang had a huge wave in his heart, and he actually saw Chinese characters here. That is to say, before himself, there should be people who have traveled to this world. This discovery really shocked Zhuge Fuliang from the bottom of his heart.

"Chinese characters?" Several people scratched their heads doubtfully.

"What's written on it?" Lu Zihan asked.

Zhuge Buzuo glanced at the purple bamboo and said, "It seems to be a love poem, er... It's a little numb."

"Hey hey hey, maybe a young girl from Huaichun lived here before and wrote this coquettish poem to solve the pain of lovesickness." Liu Mang giggled.

"Get out of here, don't blasve." Zhuge Buliang gave him a white look and kicked him directly on the other party's buttocks.

Several people did not stay here for more. After all, a love poem does not mean anything. Maybe it was really left by a Huaichun woman, as Liu Mang said. However, Zhuge Butang has a different feeling in his heart. This Huaichun woman may be the person who traveled through time before him.

Through this quiet purple bamboo forest, except for knowing that these purple bamboos were extinct plants in ancient times, several people did not find anything special.

"Alalala~~~"

The sound of flowing water came from the front. A small river was across in front of Zhuge Fuliang and others, and on the edge of the river, there was also a pavilion.

The pavilion is also carved with white jade, and its shape is no different from that of an ordinary pavilion. It's just that in this pavilion, there is a graceful statue of a goddess. The goddess statue is carved vividly, as if there is really an ordinary fairy standing there, looking into the distance, as if she is looking forward to something, or recalling something...

"It's so beautiful~~~" At this moment, even the wonderful fairy, who is also a woman, can't help but be conquered by the face of this goddess.

Liu Mang giggled: "Yes, it's really beautiful. You see, Boss Zhuge is looking straight at it..."

At this time, Zhuge was not bright, his eyes widened, and he stared at the statue of the goddess in the pavilion without blinking. He turned his head and looked at Lu Zihan. Lu Zihan was also unbelievable. Both of them looked at each other and read the shock from each other's eyes.

"It's her! That beautiful woman in purple!" Zhuge Buriang muttered.

The statue of the goddess is vivid, which is enough to show that the person who created the statue really depicts every stroke with his heart. What surprised Zhuge Fuliang most was the face of the goddess, which was the same as the beauty in purple who had helped him.

"It's the woman in purple." Lu Zihan's eyes were also full of solemn and disbelief.

"Shashasha..."

Before the two of them recovered from the shock, the slight footsteps behind him suddenly attracted him, and Zhuge's people turned back. I saw a beautiful and beautiful woman coming over, followed by several young practitioners, like a flower protector.

"Dugu Xianmen!" Su Xiaobai, who had been silent, raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Zhuge's eyes are fixed on the beautiful woman at the head, especially the other party's face, which is exactly the same as plain face, and even the inadvertent eyes and expressions are the same. And this woman who looks like a plain face is the Qingwan of Dugu Fairy Gate.

"It's you!"

Behind Qingwan, a young man was also shocked when he saw Zhuge Butliang, and his eyes showed a little panic.

Zhuge's fierce reputation, they are like thunder, especially a master of Xuantian Religion who could not be too virtual before died in this person's hands. Although they didn't see it with their own eyes, they also heard some other people from the Great Immortal Sect talking about it. For a master who can kill the realm that can't be too empty, even if they are the children of Dugu Xianmen, they dare not provoke them easily.

"Miss Qingwan, we..." The young man looked at Qingwan with a complicated face.

"Let's go..." Qing Wan's eyes did not appear with Zhuge, and then turned around and walked to the other side. Several practitioners of Dugu Xianmen behind him immediately followed. Wait a minute."

A faint voice sounded from behind him, and Zhuge Fuliang narrowed his eyes and walked up. His eyes swept around several practitioners of Dugu Fairy Gate, and then stayed on Qingwan's body.

"Is there anything else?" Qing Wan turned around and asked lightly.

"Give me the yuan spirit of Xiangyifei." Zhuge is not clear.

As soon as this word came out, the woman named Qingwan immediately frowned slightly and said, "Who is Xiangyi Concubine?"

Looking at the familiar face, but I don't know if it's the same person, Zhuge Butliang took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to talk nonsense. The primordial spirit of the nun of the Fanxiu Alliance that you took away before, give her over to me."

"Kill it."

Unexpectedly, Qing Wan answered such a sentence without thinking about it.