Although the building on the left side of the square is also in the shape of an underground palace, it may be because the dome is hanging high, gloomy but still the light is falling, giving people a feeling that it is not too depressing, and walking in it for a long time will even make people forget that they are in the underground palace.

However, the right side of the square is different from the left side of the square, after walking along the passage for a certain distance, the dome gradually hangs low, until the passage is completed, and it completely merges with the high palace walls on both sides, and a sense of crampedness arises spontaneously.

Mo Tianwei glanced at the heaven and earth behind him, and then looked at the dim candle flame in front of him, and then he really felt like he was in the underground palace.

"One side of the underground palace has been sealed, but the other side has not been sealed, and it seems that it is not yet finished. ”

She thought for a moment, and went deeper and deeper into the darkness.

In the beginning, there were only two candlesticks at intervals on either side of the passage, and I don't know what kind of fuel was used, the flames were dim but very stable, and I couldn't smell the slightest smoke, let alone how many years it had burned.

Considering that she may enter a completely dark area in the future, she has no cultivation in her body, and her eyes are hazy and not easy to use, it is better to have a candle than a black light, Mo Tianwei had the idea of taking the candlestick away.

Unfortunately, the candlesticks were embedded in the walls, and she couldn't take them with her, not even the lamp oil, so she had to give up.

After a long passage, stone doors appeared on both sides of the tomb in front of them—these should be burial chambers.

Mo Tian was slightly vigilant and pushed open the nearest stone door.

There was no candle flame behind the stone door, it was pitch black, and by the candle flame in the tomb passage, she could vaguely see the situation - this was just an ordinary burial chamber, with a coffin in the center, and some messy burial goods piled up on the ground, either the person who buried the person was careless, or this tomb had already been visited.

Mo Tian narrowed her eyes slightly, the light in the tomb was too weak, and her eyes were injured again, and she only vaguely saw some messy traces next to the burial goods.

...... Someone has been here.

But before pushing open the stone door, Mo Tianwei didn't see any traces of the door.

"Tick-"

The sound of water came from the tomb, and it was only after a while that he heard the second drop, Mo Tianwei thought to himself, should this tomb still leak water! It's terrible, if the underground palace collapses, won't it be buried alive?

Well...... Were there any Mahayana monks who died and were buried alive?

This tomb feels unusual to Mo Tianwei, it may be a place where the laws of the Heavenly Dao are chaotic, and there should also be a town object hidden in it, but it is just ...... Why don't you venture into it and find out?

After thinking for only a moment, she walked in.

In fact, there is nothing to think about at all, the underground palace is full of chaotic areas of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, if you blindly hide, sooner or later you will die, it is better to take the initiative to attack, at least there is still a fight.

The stone door of the burial chamber closed silently, and everything was darkened.

Mo Tianwei stood at the door for a while, and when the third water drop sounded, she suddenly felt a little strange.

Three steps back, four steps...... The stone gate is gone.

In other words, this burial chamber may no longer be a burial chamber, but another space, and the exit should no longer be the stone door of the burial chamber - no wonder there was no trace of it in the doorway before.

Mo Tianwei was a little unsure if this was caused by the chaos of the Heavenly Dao Law.

In the cultivation world, large tombs and ancient tombs are relatively rare, because most monks either die vigorously and their bones are gone, or they die silently and their bodies and souls are destroyed, and only a few monks who feel that their limit is approaching and give up fighting will build tombs for themselves.

But Mo Tianwei did go to a few ancient tombs.

The monks boast of their nobility, and their tombs do not like to resemble mortals, so their tombs are often not as unpretentious as they seem, and they can even hide a cave in the world!

With past experiences, Mo Tianwei felt that this sudden transformation of space might not have anything to do with the chaos of the Heavenly Dao Law, but should have been so.

A little light was born from the darkness and quickly spread across the space.

Mo Tian blinked slightly, seeing the situation in front of him clearly.

This is a very ordinary green mountains and green water, lush vegetation, faint mist, clear stream beside the bamboo forest secluded, a small building standing in the depths of the bamboo forest, as if waiting for the return of the departed.

The sound of gurgling water, the sound of the wind passing through the bamboo, and the faint sound of wind chimes coming from the direction of the small building...... Only then did it come too late.

Mo Tianwei stood outside the bamboo forest, looking at the only road leading to the small building in the forest, and the top ...... Fresh footprints left by someone, heavy and heavy.

"It's possible that the pressure here is different from the outside world, and it's only here that people leave such deep footprints. ”

Thinking to herself, she walked into the bamboo forest without any burden, and soon arrived outside the small building.

There was a bamboo fence around the small building, but at this time the bamboo fence was opened, and the series of footprints came all the way and disappeared into the small building—but Mo Tianwei did not feel the breath of any living creatures.

Even if her cultivation and divine consciousness were sealed, the monk's spiritual sense would still be a little remnant, and she believed that her feelings were not wrong.

"Tick-"

At this moment, the familiar sound of water droplets sounded again, this time Mo Tianwei heard it clearly, and the sound of water came from the small building.

Strange to say, the wind was strong on all sides, the bamboo leaves were swaying, and even the stream not far away was noisy, but the small dripping sound was not muffled by these sounds, but was transmitted to the ears very clearly.

It's almost a clear statement: yes, I have a problem.

Mo Tian smiled and walked into the small building.

The layout in the small building is very lively, but there is already a thin layer of dust on the tables, chairs, coffee tables and bookshelves, and it is obvious that the owner of the small building has been away for a while.

After Mo Tianwei carefully checked, he didn't find anything strange or dripping, so he walked up the stairs.

There were many books collected on the second floor, and she picked up one from the shelf, and found that it was a travelogue, in which she had hardly heard of the place names, and it was not until near the end that she saw a familiar one.

"Chu Luo Dragon Famine, in the past, the gods and demons Shui Yu, Yue Li and others were transformed after their deaths, and they were the relics of the ancient wars, and they wanted to enter the interior to have a look and pay tribute to the water ...... Yu, but they were hindered by people and could not make the trip."

Chuluo Dragon Wilderness is the place where the divine will "ascends".

Mo Tianwei flipped to the front again, and at the same time searched in her memory, she found that some place names she had seen by chance in other classics, but in the great war at the end of antiquity, they disappeared along with the big world in which they were located.

This travelogue is an account of the author's travels in the heavens.

After reading this travelogue, Mo Tianwei took another one, which is also a travelogue.

After reading seven or eight books in a row, she wanted to continue reading, but when she opened the other books, she found that there was nothing inside, and it looked like a fake book that had been put on the scene to support the scene.

But when she used to pick up books, she used to pick them up on the shelves at random, obviously the books on the shelves should have contents, but for some reason, she couldn't see the contents of these books later.

Fortunately, it's not a serial, and it's nothing to break off suddenly, Mo Tianwei put down the wordless book and walked towards the third floor.

The small building has a total of three floors, and there is no dripping thing on the first and second floors, so it can only be on the third floor.

But as soon as he turned the corner of the stairs, Mo Tianwei subconsciously paused - there was a white bone on the stairs in front of him.

The white bones lay on several stairs, and before he died, he should have been facing the third floor, and there were no visible injuries on the bones.

Mo Tianwei couldn't help frowning, thinking of the footprints he had seen before, was this white bone the owner of the small building, or the outsider?

Fortunately, she soon saw that there was a piece of jade pendant pressed under the white bones, and the pattern text on the jade pendant she knew, this was the identity seal of the Nine Star Palace, the top power of the Nine Star Palace-this person was the Supreme Elder of the Nine Star Palace, the ancestor of Xuanfang.

Although she had no friendship with Xuanqi Ancestor, she knew that this person, who was also an old powerhouse among Mahayana monks, how could he die here silently?

Mo Tianwei walked past him and finally entered the third floor.

The third floor is the living place of the owner of the small building, on the small case by the window, the wine pot is poured, and there are water droplets condensed at the mouth of the pot, obviously the sound of dripping water comes from it, but there is no water stain below.

Next to the flask was a half-seen book, the glass toppled over the book, the pages of which were blurred.

Mo Tianwei seemed to be able to imagine that the owner of the small building was drinking while flipping through the travelogue, and suddenly something happened, he left in a hurry, threw the book on the small case, and knocked over the wine jug and glass......

Since then, the owner of the small building has never returned.

Mo Tian sighed silently, she didn't like this weird, hairy atmosphere, it seemed that under the seemingly bright sky around her, there was a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling, watching her every move playfully......

- It's so annoying.

At this moment, at the spout of the flask, a trembling drop of wine finally dripped down.

At that moment, Mo Tianwei had a great sense of crisis in her heart, her eyes were fixed on the falling water droplets, time seemed to become extremely slow at this moment, so slow that even the water droplets fell into a frame by frame, but the speed of time seemed to be extremely fast, only the time when the water droplets fell, she felt that Shou Yuan was rapidly consuming!

"Tick!"

The water droplets finally landed on the ground, and just after a small splash of water, they disappeared in an instant.

The strange sense of the flow of time is gone.

Mo Tianwei suddenly came to his senses, and the first thing he did was to reach out and straighten the wine jug, so that the wine in it would not continue to drip down.

Her mood couldn't be calmed for a long time, just now, in the short time when a drop of water fell, her longevity was consumed for a thousand years!

There is no doubt that the laws of space and time are chaotic on this side, and this wine jug should be the town.

Every time a drop of water drops from the flask, the speed of time changes, and the creatures within a certain range will be affected—this range may be small, at least the few times she heard the sound of water dropping, she didn't feel that her life expectancy was abnormally reduced.

The fall of the ancestor of Xuanqi is also related to the wine jug.

Previously, Mo Tianwei had found that the pressure in the space here should be very abnormal, and the Xuanqi Ancestor might have moved very slowly, but it was fine outside the small building, and it would not be affected by the change in time flow caused by water droplets, but when he stepped on the stairs leading to the third floor, this effect began to affect him.

It stands to reason that after discovering the rapid consumption of Shouyuan, Xuanqi Ancestor should leave immediately, but he walked half of the stairs, and before he died, he was in the direction of the third floor, and he had no intention of leaving at all - there must be a problem here.

It's just that Mo Tianwei has no way of knowing what the problem is now, and it is impossible for her to let the wine jug drip water again to do experiments - a thousand years of longevity, even she can't consume it casually.

She put the flask away, walked around the third floor again, found nothing more treasures, and left.

When passing by the corpse of the Xuanqi Ancestor, Mo Tianwei hesitated for a moment, and then left without looking back.

The Nine Star Palace has no friendship with her and the True Martial Sect, and there is even a little bit of disagreement, she collects the body of the Xuanqi Ancestor, maybe after leaving, the people of the Nine Star Palace will suspect that she killed the Xuanqi Ancestor.

More things are better than less, and Mo Tianwei is not a young pioneer who helps others.

After leaving the small building, she glanced back and found that the entire small building was rapidly decaying, as if the stagnant time flowed in an instant at this moment, faster and faster, faster and faster......

After just ten breaths, the small building collapsed and turned into ruins.

After a while, the rotten wood, masonry and stone all turned into smoke and dust, and disappeared in the wind.

The chaos of the law of time spreads, and the bamboo forest grows and withers rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it withers hundreds of times......

Mo Tianwei became the only anchor in this strange world, and she walked in the withered and uncertain bamboo forest, like an immortal traveler in the passage of time.

She looked up at the increasingly gloomy canopy, a space that was rapidly crumbling and soon to be destroyed, and she would be sent out with a flask.

It was at this moment that Mo Tian suddenly noticed a change in the wine jug hanging on her waist, and the spout of the clogged pot was automatically unblocked, and a drop of wine dripped again in her shocked gaze.

This time, the liquor fell on the rapidly decaying bamboo leaves, as if dripping into the water, and ripples rippled in the void, and before she could react, she was sucked into the ripples and disappeared without a trace.

In a short time, this side of the world also came to an end, and in a catastrophe that shattered the sky and the earth, it returned to nothingness.

And Mo Tianwei, who was sucked into the ripples of the void, was experiencing a wonderful journey.

She was supposed to be shuttling through the void, but surrounded by the rich aroma of wine emanating from the flask, she was not affected by the distorted spatial power around her at all, and she could even see the images flashing in the void.

Those pictures are very messy, there are the destruction of the world, the birth of all things, the prosperity of the city, and the withering grass......

These pictures are not stagnant, they are alive, and Mo Tianwei even saw a few familiar figures walking into the picture - they were monks who were exploring the dungeon at this time!

"These pictures are the chaotic places of the Heavenly Dao laws in the underground palace?"

Before Mo Tian could think deeply, a roar erupted in the void, and those images were all dispersed by a loud noise, and the wine in the jug dripped again, and her figure instantly froze, and the next moment she was thrown out of the void and appeared in another world.