"This place ......"

Yang Xia looked at this altar as high as a mountain cliff blankly, and his heart was agitated for a while, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

When he finally came back to his senses, he found that the golden rays hanging in the air were exuding an extreme temptation, which made him involuntarily have the urge to climb up and take it off.

"Calm down, calm down!"

"Now you need to calm down!"

Yang Xia secretly admonished himself.

Although he is not very old, he has also come out to wander for many years, and he can be called an old man.

The secret realms of all parties, the ruins of the cave mansion, are indeed easy to encounter strange places, and mortals can often change their lives against the sky and rise to the top.

But those who are lucky enough to be lucky are like the destiny of heaven, so why should they get their turn?

Yang Xia has a kind of self-alert composure.

But when it came to the end, he would not miss the opportunity to find out, and although he found that he could think of it, he still could not refuse to climb up the stairs next to it, and reached the top of the altar.

Here, he is condescending, overlooking the scenery, and there is a sense of floating above all living beings.

It's as if you can achieve something extraordinary just by picking the golden mangs on it.

Yang Xia followed the light and walked over, all the way, carefully guarding all the way.

But soon, he realized that he was doing it redundantly.

I don't have a major spiritual creature in my body now, even if there are really some demons and monsters jumping out, I can't resist, so I can only find a way to escape.

Wan is lucky to be good, and he has been safe and sound.

When he got closer, Yang Xia found that the object inside the golden light was a simple brocade silk book, and there was a silver Baodan with a bright body, like mercury.

Among them, the brocade silk book is full of words like tadpoles and bird tracks.

Yang Xia didn't recognize this word, but he vaguely felt that this should be a very ancient and very esoteric word, because it was extremely similar to the Dao pattern prohibition on those magic circles, as if it was born with the mystery of supernatural spells.

As for the silver pill, it actually exuded an alluring aroma like a peerless delicacy, and in the dark, there seemed to be a voice suggesting to him that he could quickly eat this pill and obtain great benefits.

"What the hell are these things, and who left them?"

Yang Xia was extremely moved, this thing was clearly the inheritance of the ancient cultivators who had been placed in the cave mansion and left for those who were destined.

If you eat this Baodan, maybe you can be reborn and achieve a career.

However, in this kind of place, there is a lot of risk in eating pills whose origin and medicinal properties are unknown.

Yang Xia has also heard a lot of legends about the adventures of scattered cultivation, those seniors either like to leave a test and choose the real destined juniors, or they have evil thoughts and use various magic weapons and Taoist weapons to murder others.

After all, the juniors who broke into this room may also be tomb robbers who disturb their long sleep.

No cave master would let such an enemy go.

If this is the case, then this silk book and Bao Dan will not be a blessing, but a trap.

Yang Xia had heard that someone had brought back a haunting evil thing in the ancient ruins.

It was the remnant soul of an ancient cultivator who used this method to snatch his body, and was finally destroyed by the righteous path.

There are also people who mistakenly ingested poison in the ancient tombs, and as a result, they were poisoned and died on the spot, and even the bones turned into a puddle of black water.

Therefore, no one knows whether these two things in front of him are strange things that change their lives against the sky or deadly poisons.

"One step at a time!"

Yang Xia's face was entangled, if it wasn't really for the time when he had to make a choice, it would be really difficult for him to make up his mind.

Yang Xia stood in front of this altar and hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but stretch out his hands and pluck them from the top of the stone basin.

"Yang Xia, Yang Xia, if you are fated, then you will really be killed by this greed, but when you come here, you can't go back empty-handed because you are hesitant. ”

Yang Xia secretly blamed himself while tensing his heartstrings and looking around.

It wasn't until the two things fell into his hands smoothly that nothing special happened, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

But Yang Xia finally had no choice but to find that he was just a mortal after all.

Your own experience is not enough to discern them, and your heart is not bold enough to turn a blind eye.

So whether the end result is a treasure or a poison, it's actually a matter of luck.

Mortals think that there is a free will and can control their own destiny, but in fact, this feeling, this will, this thought, and this thought are all due to fate, and they go with the flow.

No one knows where the fate in the dark will take them.

Now Yang Xia has a sense of confusion standing at the crossroads of fate, so he has to temporarily put away this thing and want to go to the rear.

But at this time, something surprising happened to him, this silk book and Bao Dan could not be included in the treasure bag.

"This is really a magic weapon! Only such objects will not be able to be included in the bag, because the ordinary small sac is made of animal skins containing the power of the void, or void things with similar properties, and many magic weapons have this kind of thing inside, so the properties are conflicting with each other and cannot be included!"

He flipped the silk book over and unexpectedly found that behind it was a pattern of emitting spiritual light and floating in the endless starry sky.

The pattern contains a sense of infinite remoteness, and when seen by the naked eye, it flickers faintly, like the real cosmic starry sky.

Yang Xia shook his head: "It seems that after you go out, you have to find a chance to ask someone to identify it." ”

"But wealth is not exposed, such a treasure, if anyone knows, it will inevitably attract covetousness, if no one knows, I never know what it is!"

"It's really a dilemma!"

As a reckless cultivator, even if he had an adventure, he couldn't digest it for a while.

He continued to explore the altar, only to find an empty side hall inside.

Passing through the side nave, there is a deep corridor that leads to an unknown dark place.

Yang Xia took out a celestial flint stone torch, lit it with Lingyuan, and walked inside with inexplicable apprehension.

......

At the same time, west of the Imperial City of the Night Doom Division, in a large camp in the Land of Ten Thousand Miles.

Fang Qianyuan overlapped, sitting in the commander's tent in the deepest part of the camp, in front of him, was a richly dressed middle-aged spirit master, graceful and graceful, and saluted.

"The contemporary head of the Wu family, Wu Ziyun, the descendant of the Wu Dao, has seen Elder Fang, and I wish Elder Fang Da Immortal Blessings and longevity will be with Tianqi!"

"Excuse me, Master Wu, do you know why this seat summoned you here?"

Wu Ziyun smiled faintly and looked at it again: "It must be an errand like looking for people and things, and there is still a place where Wu can be found." ”

Fang Qianyuan nodded: "That's right, there is just going to be a master of Lao Wu to make a fortune divination!"

Wu Ziyun said: "I am willing to serve the work of dogs and horses." ”