"This thing is called Lingxianzhi, it can enter the monk's body through the monk's blood, go straight to the Yuanshen, burn the meridians in the monk's body, the direction of the spiritual power, including the Yuanshen form, but this thing is not easy to survive, just like you and Qin Zhaohe stepped on two of them with one foot, just before this thing was brought in, if you don't die, your Yuanshen has been burned. Xuan Ling sighed, "A little external force is easy to die, legend has it that such things that are not easy to survive have long been extinct, I didn't expect there to be such a large area here." ”

"If there was no 'him' to guide the way, we wouldn't have been able to come here, it's not surprising that we can keep it in such an inaccessible place, even if there is a chaotic legacy, I don't want to put this Lingxianzhi in, there is a thing that burns my Yuan Shen form, I don't worry. ”

Jia Jia learned the reason, so he explained to Qin Zhaohe: "This is Lingxianzhi, which can enter the body through the blood of the monk and directly smash the Yuanshen, it will not attack you, but it can burn the direction of the meridians and spiritual power in your body, including the Yuanshen form, but it is not easy to survive, and you will die under the influence of a little external force, be careful, Showa, don't let this thing burn your Yuanshen form and meridian direction." ”

"So it was. Qin Zhaohe's face was full of surprise, paying attention to his feet, Rao is the two of them were careful enough, but there were still baby cries from time to time.

But after waiting for two days, "he" It seems that he has recovered some, and brought Qin Zhaohe to the stone statue, rubbed beside the stone statue for a long time, and finally found a gap, his fingers turned, and a cave door at the foot of the stone statue that was only the size of a person was opened, fortunately, Jia Jia was a woman, slender in size, and Qin Zhaohe drilled into the cave one after the other, and stretched out his hand to polish a dazzling night star, the cave is not big, but the Lingxianzhi has grown a place, different from the above, the Lingxianzhi here is blue, and the size is more than three times larger than the above, Jia Jia saw it at a glance:" Mutated?"

"Yes, mutated Lingxianzhi. "He" sighed, imitating Jia Jia's tone and touching Qin Zhaohe's head: "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. ”

"Write down all the exercises of this mutated Lingxian Zhi with your divine sense, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"If you're not strong enough, you're likely to die, do you still try?"

"I ......" The young man hesitated for a moment, and quickly informed "him" of the answer, "I'm not afraid!"

"Death is not afraid?"

"I have no regrets even if I die!" the young man paused and said, "I'm just afraid that my master's cultivation will be in vain!"

"Good boy!" he reached out and patted the boy on the head, "Then you try to survive." I'll teach you the method of primordial spirit instantaneous shadow, and derive the sword veins in your body......"

After "he" once again affected the Yuan Shen and fell asleep, Jia Jia raised his eyes and saw that the room full of mutant Lingxian Zhi had all withered, and the little boy was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, but his face was ruddy, Jia Jia reached out to probe Qin Zhaohe, although the Yuan Shen was weak, there was always a vitality flowing in the body. Jia Jia carried the little boy out of the hole in the ground and walked out from under the stone statue.

It wasn't the cave she entered first, so she had time to look at it in the future, until she walked out and looked back, Jia Jia saw five ancient seal inscriptions at the bottom of the stone statue, and she happened to recognize these words.

"Wait for someone who is destined. ”

Think about which ancient sage monk it is, after tens of thousands of years of baptism, you may not be able to see his appearance, but you can only vaguely identify the appearance of this monk with hair from the outline. Although Jia Jia didn't know his name, it was conceivable that he must have been a monk who was famous at that time, so that he could have such strength and leave a generous gift for future generations that was enough to shock the world.

After coming out of the Lost Sea Area, Jia Jia pinched the time, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not more than a month, and hurriedly sent a message to Qin Ya and Gu Lang who went to Abbot Island.

After a while, he received a reply from Gu Lang: "Xiao Baiye's news is still nothing, but Fang Ren appeared not long ago, and it seems that he is looking for some rare treasures in the world. ”

Qi Zhen Jia received the summons, her eyes a little wandering: she remembered that there had been rumors of Shao Xin's injury, and if this was the case, it happened to confirm this. It's just that she also has reason to believe that on Abbot Island, it is Fang Zhenren's lair, if he wants to hide from everyone's eyes and ears to find something, it is easy, why didn't he hide his whereabouts? Could it be such an obvious trap?

Jia Jia only felt that it was a little difficult to make a decision for a while, and looked back at Qin Zhaohe on the driftwood, the little boy's eyes were tightly closed, and although his face was good, there was no flow in his body except for that glimmer of vitality. The primordial god fell into the sea of divine consciousness, and if he couldn't get out by himself, how difficult it would be to find it.

Jia Jia had something in mind, so he didn't delay any longer and took Qin Zhaohe to Penglai.

As soon as he arrived at the shore, he felt that something was wrong, and the inquiry monk at the shore mouth had reached the Yuan Infant, and he was carefully checking every monk who came and went.

took out the waist card of Shenhezhuang and handed it over, Jia Jia said: "This seat is Kunlun's Lian Jia Jia, this is the disciple of this seat Qin Zhaohe, he was injured, what happened." ”

The Yuanying monk who took the waist card looked at the waist card while looking at the waist card, looking very carefully.

Instead, the infant monk on the side patted him on the shoulder: "A female cultivator, a child, it shouldn't be." ”

The monk who checked the waist card nodded: "It also makes sense." After that, he returned the waist card to Jia Jia, "Real person please, I hope that the disciple will not run around after his injury is healed!"

Jia Jia took the waist card and asked casually: "But what happened?"

"Old Island Master ......" The monk who checked the waist card was suddenly asked, and his mind was blank for a while, and his mouth couldn't help but speak.

It was only after he said the three words "Old Island Master" that he was kicked by the Yuanying monk on the side, "Mo Duozui!"

Being reminded by this, the Yuanying monk who checked the waist card came back to his senses, covered his mouth, and never said a word again, only made a gesture of invitation to Jia Jia.

Jia Jia glanced at the Yuanying monk, didn't ask any more questions, and walked towards Shenhezhuang with Qin Zhaohe.

She was holding a child, and she was also conspicuous, and from time to time someone inquired here, but when she noticed Jia Jia's cultivation, she immediately collected her divine sense.

Along the way, Jia Jia counted and met a total of three waves of monks dressed in the costumes of the Penglai Provincial Ring Hall, coming and going in a hurry, as if they were searching for someone on the island.

Step by step on the stone steps, push open the gate of Shenhezhuang, and walk to the backyard, only to open the door, I saw Huadao Zhenren take a futon and sit in the courtyard, and there were a bunch of ancient books scattered on the side.