"Didn't you say that Tianjue Wen was invented by Song Gaozong's Tibetan Qingyun?

After Sun Fengzhao asked and answered a question, he began to read such a last words. This last words made Sun Fengzhao very difficult to watch, and it made people even more clueless to read.

The content of this article is as follows: "The last Xianqiang made finally succeeded...... We finally have the ability to fight against those who are trying to enslave us, and I, the best disciple of Hayabusa, will go to the main battlefield to report to our people...... It's a pity that although I went through the secret passage, I was still one step late, and those people entered the temple, and we have no chance, but we can still die with them. Although I am not reconciled, I believe that the master will choose this way in the end....... to ...... with our blood and lives"

But at the end of the text, a large piece suddenly became vacant, and it was a strange character. The man had apparently carved these out of the bones of his own sharp fingertips, and there were faint traces of dried blood on the slate.

There are a few small characters below the last character, and a few Sun Feng can take care of it, and a few can't understand it. Translated: "Fifty-four!" and then there was a long, long scratch. It was probably this man who was in agony when he wrote this, and his fingers scratched a terrible deep mark on the stone slab, and then he died!

Sun Fengzhao wasted a lot of effort to read these characters, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the last number, this ancient monk is really strange, and in the end there is a number left, it's really ...... Hey, he said it was a secret passage, and he was going to go out from here to report it...... Then I can't get out of here too......"

Sun Fengzhao, who had made this big discovery, stood in silence for a long time, and after a burst of cheers, he immediately returned to the original palace door, and looked at the palace door for a while, but Sun Fengzhao, who had been tossing for a long time, was very frustrated. There was no mechanism or other way to open the door, and even now that it was closed, there were no gaps in the two doors.

The undying Sun Fengzhao immediately took out his low-level green fork magic weapon from the storage bag, and after injecting mana, he shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the green fork turned into a green light and slammed into the door of the palace.

"Ding!", the green fork was flicked open, leaving no trace on the temple door, and Sun Fengzhao finally saw the red streamer protective layer that was quickly formed on the hall door when the green fork magic weapon bombarded it. This layer of flowing red streamer was like a protective film, playing the same role as Monk Sun Fengzhao's shield, but it looked more powerful.

"Ahh......h

Sun Fengzhao thought back to the possibility he had guessed just now, and immediately became excited again. At this time, he was not afraid of pain, and immediately swiped the index finger of his left hand with a green fork and dripped blood on the pattern......

Sun Fengzhao, who waited for a long time, waited for nothing.

"Maybe the blood is not enough ......."

Sun Fengzhao, who found the root of the topic, looked at the light of the moonstone, and after checking it back and forth, he felt that he was the one who could provide fresh blood here.

So, Sun Fengzhao, who didn't stop doing anything, decided to fight in order to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

"Poof!"

Using mana, a mouthful of essence blood that should have been sprayed on magic weapons and magic weapons at the last moment of the war to stimulate greater power was forcibly taken out of the body by Sun Fengzhao's heartache, and sprayed from his mouth on the runes of the temple gate.

After waiting for a long time, what hit Sun Fengzhao was that the pattern, or the door of the palace, still didn't move at all.

After a long sigh, Sun Fengzhao smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Am I wrong, this door is not opened with blood stimulation?.......!

As Sun Fengzhao scolded at the door of this temple like crazy, he even ran back to the bones of the ancient monk who claimed to be called Long, and scolded him with him, before venting the stuffiness in his chest.

Finally, looking at the long bone passage, he sighed bitterly, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully: "Leaving this place like this, the master is still a little unwilling! Hmph, the ancient monk's Immortal Cave Mansion, I'm here......"

After that, Sun Fengzhao shook the tattered Dao robe that was almost in strips, raised his head very imposingly, and took a big stride to re-embark on the road of the bone passage.

However, Sun Fengzhao, who had not taken a few steps, immediately returned to the bones of the ancient monk named Long, removed his bones, rubbed the map and text on blank rune paper, and then left there and restarted on the road.

"Those characters are fine, if you can't read them, you can't understand them. This map is obviously something related to this underground world, and it would be a great waste not to use it, and it would be a shameful waste!"

Facing the skeleton of Monk Long, who had been scolded by him for dozens of generations of ancestors just now, now Sun Fengzhao was not ashamed at all, and it was a matter of course to win people. Anyway, it's shameless, but in this ghost place where there is no trace of a living person, Sun Fengzhao thinks that he is shameless at all, and no one sees it anyway.

As soon as he raised his head, Sun Fengzhao continued on the road....... although he didn't care about it, Sun Fengzhao was still very careful along the way. However, the accident still happened when Sun Fengzhao walked about 300 steps with his head held high.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, Sun Fengzhao stepped on the air, and an upside-down onion fell forward. Although he was shocked into a cold sweat, he was still ready with the mana, and the green fork turned into a green light, which acted as a flying magic weapon to support Sun Fengzhao's falling figure and save Sun Fengzhao, who was falling sharply.

Retrieved a moonstone from the storage bag again (one had been lost when he accidentally stepped into the air), and with the help of the gradually brightening light, Sun Fengzhao quickly found the steps that were only five or six feet high from him.

"It turns out that this bone passage is a downhill road to a certain place, and you must not hold your head high when you walk in the future, you must look down at the road......"

After accumulating ancient precepts (commonly known as old man's words), this height is difficult for Sun Fengzhao. He quickly and skillfully found a step to settle down on the magic weapon, and landed on it lightly and skillfully.

"Huh, it seems that the flight ban has been lifted here...... This stone staircase must have been built by hand......"

Glad to find that everything was in the direction of a good direction, Sun Fengzhao's confidence was greatly increased, and he took three steps and two steps to go down the steps.

After walking hundreds of steps along the stone steps at your feet, the originally narrow passage gradually widened, and there was no problem for two or three people to walk side by side. But the oncoming tidal wind became more humid and stuffy, making Sun Fengzhao, who was already nervous, sweat profusely after a while, and his whole body was already soaked.

After going down nearly a hundred steps, Sun Fengzhao estimated that he was already more than 100 zhang below the surface, when the stone step passage suddenly disappeared, and what appeared in front of Sun Fengzhao was a platform.

This time, Sun Feng was obedient and looked down at the road. Soon Sun Fengzhao saw a platform, so there were no accidents.

This platform is supposed to herald the end of the artificially hewn stone staircase, which appears to be very narrow. It's only about a foot or two wide. When Sun Fengzhao landed on this platform, he immediately felt the hardness of the stone ground under his feet!

"Bang", because of nervousness and excitement, in the end, Sun Fengzhao jumped down the three steps, but he didn't expect to encounter such a hard stone slab, which shocked the soles of his feet infused with mana.

When he walked out of this step, he felt that he was suspended in mid-air, this platform was built horizontally in the middle of this underground space, and under the platform in front of him, it was a strange swamp world.

This underground world is only more than thirty zhang high and wide, but the length has reached several miles wide, and at a glance, there are silt fields bubbling with black blisters everywhere. And the slightly hot tidal wind was generated out of thin air over the swamp, and the wind dust and turbidity that flowed out rapidly along the passage behind Sun Fengzhao, the tidal wind blew up here, and it was wrapped in a pure aura that made Sun Fengzhao very comfortable, and formed a balanced trend of convection on the upper and lower sides.

On all sides of the swamp are tall black soil mounds, and on the other side, there are clusters of dozens of strange flowers and spiritual grasses of different colors growing in the east, and a row of spiritual flowers in the west. Sun Fengzhao knew several kinds of spirit flowers, and spirit grass was also among them, and there were really a lot of them, and the year did not seem to be low.

But all of this is not as good as a small white stone pavilion located in the middle of the swamp, which attracts Sun Fengzhao's attention even more. Because there is a huge red box suspended in the pavilion out of thin air, the box is one zhang two zhang long, half a zhang wide, the lid of the box is tightly closed, and the box body has a hidden red light flow, and at a glance you can know that it is absolutely ordinary people use ordinary products.

"Haha, I finally came across the ancient treasure left by the ancient monk, this time I no longer returned empty-handed......"

But immediately after Sun Fengzhao took a few glances at the white stone pavilion and the red giant box, Sun Fengzhao quickly looked away. The reason is not that Sun Fengzhao is not interested in the treasures in the box in the pavilion, but that many friends, elders, and immortal cultivators of the sect have told him, "There must be a large number of spirit beasts waiting next to the treasure, ambushing the person who takes the treasure." The wise saying.

Let's take a look first, keep yourself safe, this is the most important thing! Otherwise, your life will be gone, what's the use of treasures!

Wait!

Sun Fengzhao's good patience has been tempered thousands of times anyway, just now he was stupidly waiting for the palace door to react, and the blood was dripping and spurting blood, so what does it matter if he waits for the treasure later.

However, it is destined that Sun Fengzhao's every hard wait will not bring any good results, this time Sun Fengzhao, who has been lying on the platform for half an hour, has attracted a wait.