Compared with the magnificent palace group in front of the mountain, the back mountain seems much quieter, along the way to the ancient woods, green shade covering the sky, cold and humid breath flowing in all corners.

Liu Qinghuan pulled out the branches and leaves in front of him, and while looking at the surrounding environment, he asked, "How did you find this kind of place, and what happened to find Hui Zizhao?"

Fu Bao walked through a mess of rocks that blocked the way, and then bypassed a tree covered with thorns, and began to tell the story of the past few days.

"Seven days ago, the master entered the map to refine the Golden Vein Holy Fruit, and I, I didn't listen to the master's words. He quietly looked at Liu Qinghuan: "...... Ran outside the circle, but the entire prison suddenly jolted, and a very terrifying aura came from the ground. You know that our demon beasts, the suppression of the high-level to the low-level is more powerful than human cultivation, and my cultivation is only the sixth order, so I was injured......"

"You deserve it!" Liu Qinghuan said mercilessly: "And then, you discovered the teleportation circle?"

Fu Bao pursed his lips, not daring to defend himself, and continued: "Yes, at that time, I and I really found the magic circle, and there was no other way, so we simply activated the magic circle, and then it spread to this ghost place. ”

"Seven days. Liu Qinghuan muttered, it took him a little longer than expected to refine the Golden Vein Holy Fruit: "The Bitter Dao people only went up the mountain three days ago, so you two came earlier than the others, and then found Hui Zizhao...... Is he dead?"

Hui Zizhao is a monk in the last battle season, thirteen or forty thousand years ago, even if he is a Mahayana monk, it is impossible to have such a long lifespan. However, considering that there is also an ancient chess Luo Xingjun on this mountain, time is chaotic and disorderly, and the situation becomes confusing.

Fu Bao sighed, and his expression became extremely weird: "Not dead...... But it's not alive either. ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It's half-dead. Fu Bao scratched his ears: "Alas, it is difficult for me to explain clearly for a while, but the master will know when he sees it." The time on this mountain is a three-day cycle, and everything is half-dead, it's hell!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression froze, and he grabbed his shoulder: "What did you say?

Fu Bao stopped and nodded solemnly: "Yes, every three days, time will go backwards, everything on the mountain, including the growth of grass and trees, and the destroyed palace will return to its original state, I have already watched the person on the top of the mountain cultivate the Great War Star Eye three times!"

Liu Qinghuan's heart was shocked: "This is the case! The time of the entire mountain has been stopped for three days, and we can neither go forward nor backward......?

"It's here!" At this time, Fu Bao shouted: "Master, there is the Dark Moon Hall in front." ”

Liu Qinghuan looked up, only to find that they had unconsciously walked into a mountain col, the dense canopy of trees blocked the skylight, the forest was extremely dim, and a stone temple covered with weeds and green moss was half embedded in the mountain wall.

Fu Bao ran over and pushed open the heavy door of the temple, the back of the door was empty, and there was a stone door inside, revealing a deep underground passage.

The footsteps of the two echoed through the passage, and soon they came to an empty room, and they saw a hole in the ground, which looked quite deep.

"It's really down there, Kei Zizhao is also down there, and ......" Fu Bao said and said, revealing that indescribable look, a bit like eating a bad stomach, disgusting, uncomfortable, shocked, extremely complicated.

“...... In short, the master will know if you go in and see it. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him suspiciously, stepped into the cave, and his figure slowly fell, and he went down a distance of about a few hundred zhang before he saw the bottom of the cave.

After passing through another passage, Fu Bao walked to the end, slapped a few times on the wall, and with the sound of the machine activating, the stone door, which looked extremely heavy, slowly slid open a barely passable gap.

Fu Bao stopped: "Just enter like this, it's better not to open all the doors." ”

At this time, Liu Qinghuan's curiosity had risen to the extreme, and he was impatient to listen to him again, so he walked into the door sideways.

“......”

Almost instantly, Liu Qinghuan understood why Fu Bao had that look before, because when he saw the situation inside for the first time, the whole person also froze directly at the door, and it was difficult to describe what he saw in front of him for a while.

It was a deep pit, only about a dozen zhang long and wide, not big, but densely packed with hundreds of people. After hearing the sound above, hundreds of faces were raised at the same time, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at each other at the same time.

Liu Qinghuan took a breath of cool air and felt a chill.

Those eyes could not see a trace of light, without the slightest charm, and all sorrows, joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows seemed to be non-existent, like a deep well with a dry mouth, looking straight at him, almost gloomy!

"These people are stupid, except for the sound of the sound will look up, occasionally move twice, all of them are like wooden stakes, they don't react when they are beaten and scolded. Fu Bao said: "People are not ghosts, and they are not ghosts, and it is better to live than to die." Master, really there!"

Liu Qinghuan turned his head to look and saw Zhenzhen sitting on the edge of the pit not far away, with the green silk hanging low, staring down blankly.

He walked over and his gaze fell on a handsome male cultivator on the very edge: "He is Kei Zizhao?"

Zhenzhen finally raised his head and said, "It's him, it's not him." ”

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "What do you say?"

"All that's left here is an empty shell, and his soul has long since been annihilated. Zhenzhen said expressionlessly, paused, his calm expression cracked a slit, and pointed at the male cultivator below who raised his face stupidly, showing an angry and mocking smile.

"Leave me behind and run away, but so what, it's not that I didn't escape, and I ended up like this, hahahaha!"

Liu Qinghuan turned his head silently, his eyes swept over the more than 100 people in the pit, probably disturbed by the sound, and they made a small commotion, crowding next to each other and gathering in this direction. Some were accidentally squeezed down, so they rolled and crawled on the spot, and they didn't get up for half a day.

Yuzun was right, these people seemed to have lost their minds at all, and only a little instinct like insects and floaters remained.

And most of these people wore cones, which are not common today, and their clothes were simple, and the placket was embroidered with delicate star stripes. The remaining ten or twenty are dressed differently and are very easy to distinguish.

Liu Qinghuan only felt that the cold air was overflowing, and he had some guesses in his heart, and turned his head sadly.

Most of the people who are decorated with star stripes are Gu Xiu, they may have originally lived on this mountain, and those half-drunk tea and half-written words are probably from their hands.

And the other half of the people, I am afraid that in the past, all of them were monks with great magical powers, and maybe even Mahayana monks, just like them, broke into this mountain, and then were imprisoned here, tortured by the repeated time, forgotten by the outside world, and finally could only be squeezed into this small dirt pit, neither dead nor alive, never seeing the light of day.

This is still under the premise that the sun and moon in the water do not open often, and the Kei Dou Immortal Mansion is isolated by a powerful enchantment, otherwise, this dirt pit may not be able to fit.

After a long time, Liu Qinghuan sighed: "Therefore, the physical body of the person who enters this mountain will last forever, but the spirit will still slowly die out until only an empty body remains." ”

"I don't want to live like a meat worm. Fu Bao said with a bitter face: "Master, can we escape?"

Liu Qinghuan was gloomy and couldn't give a definite answer: so many people couldn't escape, how could they escape?