Ji Taoist

Soon, Yan Buji checked the passage and the traps in the room and came to a big door.

"It should be here." Yan Buji deduced that the person who set up so many traps probably hid the things here through his own speculation and the number of traps nearby, plus the connection trap reaction box.

Thinking of this, Yan Buji pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he came in, Yan Buji felt a strong wood-type spiritual energy. It seemed that because he opened the door, the whole room was suddenly filled with wood-type spiritual energy as substantial as water drops!

"Wood Dao Mark?!"

Yan Buji's face changed, and he quickly urged the Dao Mark in his body to resist, so that he was not eroded by the Dao Mark that suddenly swept in.

The erosion of Dao Mark is a very common thing. The cultivator who walks into the immortal way and cultivates Dao Mark is equivalent to mastering some of the power of the law. The more Dao Marks, the higher the realm, and the higher the mastery of the law.

The stronger the law, the closer the cultivator is to the root of a certain avenue. Just like Yan Buji's cultivation of martial arts Dao traces, even without the relevant Xuan Gong, he can still improve his cultivation through his understanding of martial arts.

Of course, it doesn't mean that after entering the immortal path, he doesn't need the skills and Xuan Gong. After all, he still has to rely on mana and immortal essence to support his realm, otherwise it is equivalent to having a realm but no power.

The wood Dao trace in this room is extremely large. Yan Buji looked around and found that the whole room seemed to be set up by someone with Dao traces. Some kind of formation was completely activated when he came in...

"No, it was taken back. What's going on?" Yan Buji looked at the nearby wood Dao traces that gathered regularly towards the depths of the room. Feeling a little bad, Yan Buji thought about whether to turn around and run or go in to take a look.

But before Yan Buji could react, a white light suddenly flashed in the dark room. The moment he felt something was wrong and felt stiff, he immediately urged his huge spiritual consciousness to withdraw!

Retreating to the door, Yan Buji took out the Haikun Hammer and held it tightly, staring at the room.

"What a strong spiritual consciousness, are all the cultivators like you now?"

"Since you are awake, why don't you come out and see me?"

"Hmph."

Yan Buji heard the crisp hum and subconsciously thought that it might be an old witch who had resurrected, but as the footsteps got closer, Yan Buji nodded and looked.

It was actually a little girl?

The girl was wearing a pink long skirt, and the skirt was probably two or three meters long. Her long snow-white hair was tied up into a knot like two balls, and the light golden hairpins were more and more complicated, or they were shaped like birds, beasts, flowers and branches. It was crystal-clear and brilliant, mixed with hairpins, and pinned on the hair. Pearls and jade fell from the ends of her hair, her face was like peach blossoms, her eyes were like red suns, and her spirit was extraordinary.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Jian Fan! You cultivator, do you want to die when you see me not kneeling?"

As soon as Jian Fan opened his mouth, a huge pressure came over him. Yan Buji frowned and stepped back a few steps, laughing: "I have kneeled to the heaven, the earth, and the Taoist ancestors, but I have never kneeled to anyone else."

Jian Fan frowned, looked at his little hands, and thought for a while: "That's true."

Hmm?

"By the way, what era is it now?"

"How should I tell you this? The human race has experienced a long period of chaos. According to the Dongxing Sea Area's calendar, it is now 178,300 years old in the Fuhai calendar."

The Fuhai calendar is based on the establishment of the Haitian League in the Dongxing Sea Area, but the history before that is very chaotic, with multiple calendars, and there is no way to study it, so now the Dongxing Sea Area still uses the Fuhai calendar as the official calendar.

But Yan Buji didn't know whether the little girl in front of him was a human or a demon. The aura she exuded was also quite strange. She had a huge Taoist mark and divine consciousness, but no corresponding power. The key is that the girl seems to have some kind of treasure that conceals her aura, so Yan Buji can't see her true state.

Jian Fan nodded: "Is that so? It's been 700,000 years."

Huh?

Yan Buji looked strange. He didn't believe that there was a being that could live for 700,000 years. Even if there was, it should be a saint.

Besides, the Jiju has only appeared for a few years. This war fortress has a history of at most 100,000 years, which should be about the same as the era of Shengming Sect of Haitian League.

Who are you trying to scare by saying 700,000 years?

"Didn't Rushan of Buddhism start to destroy martial arts a long time ago? How come you still have the marks of martial arts?"

Yan Buji looked confused and didn't understand what she was saying.

Seeing Yan Buji didn't know anything, Jian Fan sighed: "Forget it, I need to recover my strength now, give me spirit stones."

"Why?"

"Because of your martial arts marks." Jian Fan laughed: "I'm not a guy who kills without blinking an eye. I know the rules of you human cultivators. What a coincidence, I have several very powerful martial arts skills."

As he said, Jian Fan took out a yellowed ancient book, and Yan Buji frowned.

Ancient warriors did pass on more in the form of books, because warriors did not understand magic and it was difficult to engrave spiritual consciousness into jade slips. Of course, the stronger the warrior's own spirit, he doesn't even need jade slips as a carrier, and can directly inject the martial arts will into any object. As long as someone can sense it, they can accept the inheritance.

Of course, this is what Yan Buji heard, but when Jian Fan took out the ancient book, Yan Buji felt a very strong martial arts will!

"Since you are a warrior, you naturally know how precious it is to inherit the martial arts spirit that has withstood the test of time. If I exchange it for some of your spirit stones, I will lose money."

Yan Buji nodded: "I did sense it. I wonder how many spirit stones you want to exchange?"

"Not much, 30 million."

"No." Yan Buji shouted directly.

Jian Fan's face was bitter, holding the ancient book and sighing: "That's troublesome, I don't want to do it now, I have to get something later. Otherwise, you can be more tactful and don't let me do it?"

"So you plan to rob it?"

"Yes." Jian Fan looked at Yan Buji seriously: "You may be very confident in your own strength, but I don't think you are arrogant enough to look down on everything. That is, you have a way out. In this place, the so-called way out is nothing more than two kinds; one, you have the means of transmission; two, you have the means to stop us. But after thinking about it, it may be the first case, so you feel the space nearby?"

Yan Buji raised his head suddenly, looking at the faint flickering light on the ceiling, his face suddenly changed.

"When..." Yan Buji widened his eyes. The space here was sealed without knowing when. Did she do it?

But why didn't I feel anything at all? It shouldn't be like this!

She has not recovered her strength yet. If she uses Dao Mark, it is impossible for her to not reveal any aura. No matter how good the treasures on her body are at concealing her aura, there will be abnormalities as long as she uses it!

Yan Buji had been paying attention to her movements when communicating with her just now. When there were no abnormalities in all aspects...

"Some mechanism of this fortress has been activated?" Yan Buji suddenly asked.

"Oh, you are not stupid. What? Do you want to trade with us?"

Yan Buji took a deep breath: "I don't have any spirit stones, but I have my life!"