Liu Qinghuan's surprise was beyond words, he really didn't expect that such a place would exist under this space.

A strange place, a strange land, and even stranger is that valley.

Looking up, through a transparent light curtain, the whistling hungry wind rolled up countless wind vortices, roaring like thunder, shocking people's hearts.

Liu Qinghuan felt a little scared at this time, his body shook, and slowly flew to the ground.

The valley is just ahead, and the grass and trees in it are verdant, the flowers are like brocade, and you can faintly see the cornices and corners, like a well-groomed manor, but there is an indescribable disobedience.

Liu Qinghuan thought about it, the slightest disobedience mainly came from the dead silence here, although there were flowers and trees, but it was obviously lifeless, and there was no trace of people.

The divine sense swept over, the valley was empty, and Mo Xuan, who had been in front of him, was still nowhere to be seen at this time, and he didn't know where he went.

Liu Qinghuan observed for a long time and didn't find any traps, but he was still extremely careful and slowly drifted into the valley.

Following a gravel path buried by fallen leaves, the trees on both sides are extremely thick, and the unfolded canopy completely obscures the sky overhead, giving people a sense of cold silence.

Deep in the trees, a tall palace comes into view, but the mottled walls, the painted wooden pillars, and the wild grass that grows vigorously in the cracks of the stone are all gray and decadent.

"Squeak~ya~"

Pushing open the rotten and heavy temple door, the floor of the temple has not been set foot on for many years, and the dust has accumulated several inches thick.

Liu Qinghuan quickly swept around, but did not find any footprints, so he stepped lightly and floated into the door like a gust of wind.

Bypassing a screen that isolated the outside world, the scene inside the hall was finally presented in front of me, and it was cold and empty except for a high platform, and there was nowhere else.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes focused on the high platform, and he saw a huge chair seat on it, magnificent, golden and shining, and in the brilliant light, a person sat upright.

Person?

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, and then realized that although it was vivid, it was just a lifeless puppet.

He was very strange in his heart, speaking of which, since entering the Treasure Mirror Palace, this was the first puppet he had seen.

Although there are some differences between the mechanism and the puppet technique, they often appear together, and there are many places where the two are interconnected. And that forgetful benevolence Taoist is also known as the unparalleled in the world, and the treasure mirror palace has arranged a huge labyrinth with the number of Zhou Tian.

But there was no half-puppet along the way, which has to be said to be an extremely strange thing.

The puppet was extremely tall, about twice as tall as an ordinary person, and was dressed in bright yellow one-piece armor, which was still radiant and clean even when the room was covered in dust.

The two hands of the golden-bodied puppet are resting on the backs of the chairs on both sides, and the jade-carved facial features are tough and handsome, and if you don't look closely, you will look like a real person.

At this time, I saw that the closed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two rays of light, looking straight at Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan was not surprised at all, just like the puppet that Wendao arranged at the bottom of the Sea of Howling Wind, as long as the monk's soul is not extinguished, the puppet will always exist.

"You...... Be...... Who ......"

A voice came from above, old, hoarse, and as if it hadn't spoken for a long time, a little intermittent.

A creak sounded, and the golden-bodied puppet stood up, carrying the light on its back, its body like a mountain and a mountain, and the invisible majesty made the empty space oppressive.

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly, pinched the trick in his hand, and used the intimidation technique, and the momentum on his body also improved, and said lightly: "Who are you?"

"Bang!"

The golden puppet took a step.

"Bang!

He walked slowly down the steps with extremely heavy steps: "Now that you have arrived here, you don't know who I know?"

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and he said in surprise: "You are a person who forgets benevolence...... A wisp of remnant soul?!"

"Hahaha!" A dull laugh resounded throughout the hall, and then he sighed with full emotion: "How many years, how many years...... Someone else remembers the name. ”

His laughter stopped suddenly, and he said in a proud tone: "Remnant soul? It should be said that I am Forgetren, and Forgetfulness is me!"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, but said: "No! The Forgetful Benevolence Daoist fell hundreds of thousands of years ago, he was already a Mahayana monk back then, and when he entered the Tribulation Period, he would have to endure more and more powerful Heavenly Tribulations every once in a while, and even if he survived, he should have soared to the Immortal Realm a long time ago......"

"Bang!" The golden puppet finally stood on the ground, and its tall body brought extremely strong oppressive force: "I said that I am him, and I am him! I am the first incarnation he refined, and when he dies, I am naturally him!"

It turned out to be a doppelganger.

But even if it is a clone, it is impossible to survive until now, and it is still in a puppet.

Liu Qinghuan's gaze fell on the other party's face and hands that were not covered by armor, and he understood.

This puppet is actually a body made of immortal stones, which can keep the body from rotting and the soul from dispersing, as long as you don't leave it, it can exist forever.

"Okay. Liu Qinghuan took a few steps back, a little farther away from him, and then said, "Forget the benevolence...... Senior, I entered this place by mistake, and I have no intention of disturbing your purity, and I ask my predecessor to tell me a way to leave, and I will leave immediately. ”

"In this way, it is the day of opening once again in 10,000 years. ”

The golden puppet's eyes that were made of unknown spiritual materials flickered, although it was fake, but it gave people a real sense of gaze, and even could feel the emotions of the other party from it, I have to say that this puppet is definitely a masterpiece, and it is a step further than those stone statues in the Kunlun Immortal Ruins back then.

Liu Qinghuan sighed in his heart, and heard the other party laugh a few times: "You want to leave?" Hehe, haven't you thought about why you were thrown into the Hungry Wind Cave?"

Liu Qinghuan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Even if you walk out of here now, you're already targeted by that guy who will take revenge, and if you go out, you'll only face more lore realms!"

Liu Qinghuan's face changed slightly, the feeling of being targeted that was faintly born before turned out to be real? Someone secretly wanted him to die?

"Who are you talking about?!"

"Naturally, it's the one who controls the entire Treasure Mirror Palace. ”

The golden-bodied puppet bypassed him and walked towards the temple gate step by step.

Liu Qinghuan was now full of questions, followed him outside, and asked, "Who is the person who controls the entire Treasure Mirror Palace?"

The puppet raised the cold jade stone skull, looked up at the endless storm in the sky, and said in a leisurely voice: "That's a long time, you just need to know that he is also a doppelganger of Wangren." ”

He turned his head and looked at him meaningfully: "I'm very curious, with your cultivation, how did you annoy him and let him throw you directly into the Hungry Wind Tunnel. You know, he's very taboo about this place, and he hasn't let anyone in for many, many years. ”