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Immediately after, Chen Yang's nerves tensed, "Although it looks beautiful and calm here, the defensive preparations that should be made cannot be neglected. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

With a thought, Yin's shield suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and with a slap of the storage bag, a cyan umbrella-shaped magic weapon flew out, dripping and turning on the top of Chen Yang's head, sprinkling a large area of soft blue light to protect his whole body.

This umbrella-shaped ritual vessel is called the "Qingmang Umbrella." "It's a high-level defensive spirit weapon that Chen Yang bought on Lanxing Island.

Several of his defensive magic weapons, including the Yuan Turtle Shield, were all beaten to pieces in a battle with the middle-aged scribe. Although there were also a few defensive magic weapons in the trophies, compared to Chen Yang's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building at this time, the defensive power of those defensive magic weapons was really not enough.

After learning that this treasure exploration of the ruins was not as easy as he had thought before, Chen Yang made more adequate preparations, in addition to the Qingmang umbrella, he also bought a few defensive magic weapons. It's not that Chen Yang doesn't have a spirit stone, a good thing like a defensive spirit weapon is not something that can be bought if you want to, and he almost ran all over the merchants in the market, and only bought the Qingmang umbrella, a defensive spirit weapon.

Since the quality is not good, then Suo Xing will win by quantity, he can only comfort himself like this in his heart.

Having taken defensive measures, Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, extending his divine sense to the extreme, probing the surrounding environment.

Half a day later, Chen Yang's eyes opened, the color of surprise flashed, and after thinking about it, the black mangjing on his body turned into a black light, flying all the way up, while flying, he used his divine sense to probe the surrounding Yiqiē, and the surprise in his heart became more and more intense.

Although the peaks on both sides of the canyon were high, with Chen Yang's speed at this time, it only took a moment for him to fly out and land on the peak.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless large and small peaks, stretching to the end of the line of sight, and the eyes are full of verdant colors, and everywhere is lush, which makes people look at it with a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

But Chen Yang's face didn't show any joyful expression, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't stop looking around.

It was so quiet here! There was no strange sound except the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, and the murmuring of running water, neither the song of birds nor the roar of beasts, and it was lifeless, and there was an eerie silence.

That's it, after all, this island has been sinking to the bottom of the sea for tens of thousands of years, and even if the lifespan of demon beasts is much longer than that of monks, most of them will not be able to live for more than 10,000 years.

However, Chen Yang's divine sense and as far as his eyes could see, he did not find a single elixir, which was a bit abnormal. Although most of the elixirs also do not live for tens of thousands of years, they will leave seeds before they wither and die. And under the watering of the aura, a new elixir is generated.

If it weren't for the rich heaven and earth aura nearby, which was no worse than Xuanling Island, Chen Yang would really think that this was not the site of Zhenyangmen, and that he had found the wrong place.

After thinking for a while with a slightly gloomy face, Chen Yang didn't say a word, he rose into the air, twisted, hovering this mountain peak from top to bottom, and his divine sense began to search for it from place to place on the peak.

After a stick of incense, Chen raised his eyebrows, as if he had found something, and flew towards a place on the mountainside without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang landed in front of a few pavilions, looking at the style of the pavilions, it should be a cave mansion, this monk can occupy a mountain peak, obviously his identity is not simple, at least he is also a Jindan monk.

Chen Yang walked around the pavilion, and behind the pavilion was a two-acre elixir field, but at this time, the elixir field was occupied by doves and overgrown with lush weeds.

Chen Yang was disappointed when he saw this, and was about to try his luck in the pavilion, when he suddenly found that there was something on a corner of the elixir field.

Curious, Chen Yang squatted down, pulled out the nearby weeds, picked up something that seemed to be more than three inches long and half a dead wood, brought it to his eyes, and examined it carefully.

It was the root of a spirit grass, and he quickly recognized it.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, threw the "dead wood" in his hand, patted the soil on his hand, and stood up.

Looking at the flourishing weeds in front of him steadily, Chen Yang pondered for a while, and suddenly with a flick of his robe sleeves, an invisible energy surged out, quickly passing through the elixir field, and wherever the energy went, the weeds in the medicine field seemed to have experienced a tornado, and they were uprooted one after another and flew dozens of feet away.

Chen Yang looked at the situation in the medicine field with an expressionless face, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and some thoughts were faintly in his heart, but they were not verified.

Then he shook his head, turned around, and strode towards the pavilions not far away.

The front of several pavilions are similar in style, are two floors up and down, seven or eight zhang high buildings, from the appearance alone, can not see what they are used for, outside the pavilion is not only not forbidden by the magic circle, there are actually two pavilions with the door of the hole open.

Chen Yang's eyes swept and he walked in with the nearest pavilion, which was also one of the two pavilions with the gate open.

As soon as Fang walked in, Chen Yang's brows furrowed again, "Although I had this expectation in my heart, I still lost it when I saw that it was empty, except for some tables and chairs, and it was almost empty."

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, the same is true, only a huge white jade bed is still slightly valuable.

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, if it wasn't too huge, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be this white jade bed left.

This pavilion is like this, and the next few pavilions are probably not much better.

Although thinking like this, after all, seeing is believing, and with the idea of what to happen, Chen Yang still turned around several other attics, and sure enough, as expected, he also found nothing.

Whether it is the alchemy room, the refining room, or the spirit beast room, or the storage room, except for some bulky and inconvenient things to move, even the slightest valuable things cannot be seen.

Chen Yang sighed secretly, walked outside the building, stood halfway up the mountain, folded his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance in contemplation.

When he first saw the elixir field, he had some bad thoughts in his heart, the elixir in the elixir field naturally could not disappear, and the reading must have been picked up by someone.

As for the people who picked these elixirs, Chen Yang thought about it for a while, and there were probably three possibilities.

One is the actions of the monks of the major sects in the East China Sea that formed the coalition army when they attacked the Zhenyang Gate, and the old man in yellow in Baixiaotang did mention that the major sects in the East China Sea had reaped a lot of benefits from the destruction of the True Yang Gate.

But at least it doesn't look like they did it, it's so clean that it's clear that the monks who cleaned it up definitely had plenty of time to be so methodical, leaving little of value behind.

I don't think it was something that the allied monks who faced the double threat of the remnants of the True Yang Sect and the Ninety-Nine Stars Great Yan Array could do it back then.

One is the practice of the Zhenyangmen's own monks, although the Zhenyangmen was defeated by the coalition forces of the major sects in the East China Sea and was forced to sink to the bottom of the sea, the monks in the sect did not die, but were trapped in the Ninety-Nine Stars Great Yan Array.

But a big sect like the True Yang Sect, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years and flourished for a while, if it is said that there is no countermeasure for this situation, no matter what, Chen Yang does not believe it. The reason why this place is empty may be that the remnants of the True Yang Gate were cleaned up when they evacuated.

In addition, there is also a possibility that the Nine-Nine Stars Great Yan Array weakens every 3,600 years, and this time is the third time, maybe the first two times there were lucky people like Chen Yang who came to the ruins, which is also reasonable.

Except for the first one, the other two are not what Chen Yang is willing to see, and if it is the follow-up exercise of Xuanming True Yang Gong,... Chen Yang was a little afraid to think about it.

Chen Yang thought uncertainly for a while, and then took out a dark green jade slip from the storage bag, and inside the jade slip was the map of the True Yang Gate left by Liu Yuanzhen.

It is said that it is a map of the entire sect, but in fact, only the vicinity of the Zhenyangmen Mountain Gate is relatively complete, and there is only some general information in other places, after all, the area of this island is very large, and it is impossible to record them one by one.

Chen Yang's mind sank, and after a lot of effort, he finally judged the approximate location where he was.

The divine sense withdrew from the jade slip, Chen Yang raised his head, his eyes flashed, and carefully considered the plan of the lower plane.

Then he looked at the surrounding mountains, and selected a few peaks with obvious evidence, and compared them with the records in the jade and Jianzhong one by one.

After a while, Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a slight adjustment of direction, he flew away towards the sect of the True Yang Sect.

Of course, Chen Yang didn't dare to be too public, after all, there were still monks from Jiulong Island, and he was swept away by Bai Xia before, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep, and at this time, those monks from Jiulong Island also entered the ruins.

Just a few feet above the ground, Chen Yang flew slowly with a flying magic weapon, and out of concealment, he didn't even use the black cloak.

Flying with a magic weapon, although the speed is a little slower, but at least the concealment xing is a few streets stronger than the black cloak.

After flying for a while, Chen Yang suddenly "Huh", let out a low sigh, and with a rush of spiritual power, the magic weapon suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then he closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something in the distance. After a while, his eyebrows jumped, he opened his eyes again, hesitated slightly, but still couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, his divine sense moved, and the magic weapon was adjusted, and flew in the direction of the right.

It was not far away, and soon Lian Yang commanded the magic weapon, and descended from the sky in front of the trees that could not be seen at a glance, and there were hundreds of monks' corpses lying horizontally, no, it should be the bones of hundreds of monks, although the flesh and body had decayed, but the magic clothes on the body had gone through thousands of years, and still retained a faint aura.

"Shuiyun Sect, Bihai Gate, Ziyun Yang Gate, go here, Xuanling Sect?", Chen Yang recognized them one by one with a solemn expression. ！。

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