"Look, here is the handwriting left by Mr. Yin and Yang." Ji Yunkong looked forward with Emperor Yan's fingers, and there were indeed some scratches on the walls of the cave, which looked like Mr. Yin Yang had scratched the wall with his fingernails before he died. It's just a pity that after so many years, the original scratches have long been blurred, and I vaguely saw a few words "sky...... Cage...... Curse...... Get out and ......". Even these few words can't be practiced in a complete sentence, and the two of them are next to his corpse, which can be said to have found nothing.

Ji Yunkong shook his head, and dug a pit with Emperor Yan to bury Mr. Yin Yang's bones. "Be content, sir, for the two of us know spells. Otherwise, ordinary martial arts people are not willing to make great efforts to dig your grave. By the way, sir, you're dead anyway, so give me this purple gold compass, and it's a reward, thank you. Ji Yunkong said as he carried the purple gold compass into his arms without hesitation.

Emperor Yan was sweating profusely: "Ji Yunkong, what do you want the purple gold compass for?" Will you use it? "You know, Mr. Yin and Yang's purple gold compass is not an ordinary compass, it is covered with the five elements of yin and yang, Qimen Dunjia, there is no decades of immersion*, and if you use it rashly, you are afraid that you will hurt yourself.

"You don't care if I can use it, it's really good to sell it for money." Ji Yunkong's words suddenly made Emperor Yan speechless.

The two of them found Mr. Yinyang's body at the foot of the mountain, and since Mr. Yinyang also came here, it proves that their judgment is not wrong. This mountain must be the key to escaping this valley. Moreover, the two of them also vaguely felt that the mysterious power surrounding the surrounding mountains and mountains was emanating from the top of this mountain.

"Slow!" Ji Yunkong suddenly stopped Emperor Yan who wanted to go up the mountain.

"How?"

Ji Yunkong bit his fingers, smeared blood on his eyes, and then his eyes widened, Emperor Yan knew that this was the incomparably subtle divine eye in the spell, not only could he see through all illusions, but also detect every move around him. And Ji Yunkong is now using this spell, and he obviously noticed something.

Sure enough, Ji Yunkong began to move cautiously, when his left foot had just stepped into the range of the mountain. Emperor Yan suddenly felt that the energy of the heaven and earth around him instantly became violent, in the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, pitch black as ink, countless spells were vented down, and the earth, water, wind and fire surged, and there was a situation like a dark night. The two were shocked, Ji Yunkong hurriedly withdrew his left foot, and the sky suddenly cleared, everything just now seemed to have never happened.

"This?" Emperor Yan looked at the dark clouds that were gradually dissipating in surprise, if he had stepped into it just now, he would have been torn apart by the torrent of spells in the sky in an instant. It seems that this mountain peak is indeed the key to the whole valley, but how do they get there?

"Interesting," Ji Yunkong smiled slightly, "I think, I understand." ”

"What do you understand?"

……

That night.

"Ji Yunkong, how do you know that this mountain peak will not be attacked by spells at night?" Emperor Yan asked in surprise.

"Isn't it forbidden to enter during the day? So I wondered if this place would be the opposite of the outside world, so I came to try it at night. Ji Yunkong explained.

Emperor Yan's face turned green in an instant: "Then have you thought about it, if you guess wrong, what will be the result for us?" ”

"Nope!" Ji Yunkong replied honestly.

Emperor Yan: "......"

Emperor Yan resisted the idea of burning Ji Yunkong to death, and took advantage of the night to climb up with Ji Yunkong. Their time is very urgent, and they will never be able to run to the top of the mountain after a night's work, but halfway through, there must be a special safe area, otherwise, wouldn't this mountain peak become a dead mountain completely? How could the spell master who built this mountain make such a mistake? Therefore, on this peak, there must be an area that resembles a shelter.

Belch...... At least, that's what Ji Yunkong thinks! However, when Emperor Yan asked him, "Do you know where that area is?" Ji Yunkong gave a negative answer without hesitation, which made Emperor Yan feel the urge to burn him to death again.

Ji Yunkong's eyes were already full of blood, and this blood was not only on his eyelids, but also directly from his pupils. This night, he had overused his eyes. Emperor Yan wanted to help Ji Yunkong, but unfortunately, her spells were not as good as Ji Yunkong, and her eyesight naturally had some gaps.

"How's it going?" Emperor Yan asked, seeing that the night was getting fader and fainter, if they couldn't find it again, the two of them would have to return, and as soon as the morning dawned, this mountain peak would turn into a place of death.

"Wait a minute," Ji Yunkong replied, "It's almost." As he spoke, countless spell marks suddenly appeared in his hand, and they flew in all directions. Got it! Ji Yunkong pointed in one of the directions, and immediately closed his eyes, with the use of the heart eye, side effects also came one after another, his eyes, at least within tomorrow, will not be usable.

"Just now?" Emperor Yan had never seen such a curse mark before.

"Listen to all directions, I created my own, if you want to learn, I can teach you at any time." Ji Yunkong smiled, and after that, he pulled Emperor Yan to a mountain rock.

Move the rock out of the way, and there is a secret passage inside. When the two of them walked in, it was a small room, in which there were many books, and it looked like a study. The book has been going through an unknown number of years, and Ji Yunkong turned into dust with a slight touch, and the spell that was originally engraved on the bookshelf to keep it clean has also become invalid with the passage of time.

"What is this?" Ji Yunkong saw that Emperor Yan was staring at some messy scratches on the wall in a daze, "Ghost drawing talismans?" ”

Emperor Yan glanced at him: "This is the text of the spell master in ancient times, where is the ghost drawing talisman?" ”

"Impossible," Ji Yunkong said in disbelief, "Why don't I know each other?" ”

"That's because you didn't do anything but sleep while you were studying."

"Ahem...... That, I've always thought that practice is much more important than reading dead books," Ji Yunkong sweated, "What is written on this?" ”

"Twelve thousand years."

"Twelve thousand years?"

"Yes, this cell, built for 12,000 years!"

Before Ji Yunkong could surprise the figure of 12,000 years, he was completely stunned by the words that followed. "Cell, you say this is a cell? What kind of place to keep prisoners? ”