After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

The sky is still very cold, and the closer to the endless sea, the heavier the damp air.

The air seems to be too wet and sticky, sticking to the nose and mouth with the breath, making people very uncomfortable.

Because the entrance to the secret realm has not been stabilized, there are not many people around the entrance. Most of them are sent by different forces to inquire about the news, and they all gather in tents in twos and threes.Some slightly vigilant monks raised their heads from time to time to look at the location of the entrance. Seeing that the entrance was still the same, with a black hole like a black pot that had been used for many years, they retracted their heads again.

This ghostly weather is really uncomfortable, and the winter in the Eastern Region is not so difficult in previous years.

The arrival of a group of people did not alarm anyone.

After opening from the secret realm, it's nothing new for people to come and go in this place that doesn't shit.

Shen Qiuting found an opportunity when no one was paying attention, took out the formation board prepared earlier in the morning, and covered the entire entrance to the secret realm.

Looking from the outside, the entrance remains the same, but the few people standing in front of the secret realm are gone.

A monk yawned and got out of the tent, intending to routinely report the situation to the elders in the sect.

He casually glanced at the entrance and rubbed his face unconsciously.

Just now he took a look outside. Aren't there a few people standing over there?

Maybe it was because I saw the entrance and couldn't go in.

In this damn weather, normal people would not be happy to stand outside all the time.

He didn't take this matter to heart, and continued to look for the elder.

Seeing that the formation has worked, Shen Qiuting turned around and asked Bai Guanchen, "Can this entrance be stabilized temporarily?"

Bai Guanchen observed the torn space at the entrance of the secret realm for a while, and frowned: "You can try, but the maintenance time may not be too long."

Shen Qiuting asked: "How long?"

Bai Guanchen estimated: "A cup of tea."

Shen Qiuting nodded: "Yes."

A cup of tea is enough time for everyone to go in.

Seeing that the two of them had finalized the matter as if no one was watching, Qi Sinan somehow felt that he seemed a little redundant.

He glanced around, and saw that his senior sister was chatting with Jiang Luo together, Lu Cheng stood aside quietly in a daze, and no one raised any objections.

Somehow he felt more redundant.

Seeing Qi Sinan's strange expression, Pei Zijun asked with concern: "Master?"

Qi Sinan patted his apprentice's head silently.

Still the best apprentice.

Pei Zijun was slapped lovingly by his master without knowing why, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

It is not safe to use the formation board as a cover-up method, and it is easy to be discovered when you meet someone with a high level of cultivation or a special cultivation method, so the few people did not waste much time and moved quickly.

After a while, Bai Guanchen's spiritual power sealed the small space crack at the entrance.

The spiritual power was crumbling under the struggle of the crack, Bai Guanchen increased the output of spiritual power, frowned and said: "It's a bit unstable, everyone should be careful when going in."

If you are accidentally sucked into the space crack, you don't know if you can survive. Everyone knew the seriousness in their hearts, and walked in quickly and cautiously.

Qi Sinan turned his head and saw Shen Qiuting ran aside at some point, and shouted: "Brother, hurry up!"

Shen Qiuting heard the call, turned around and answered: "Come here."

As he spoke, he plucked in the yellow grass and pulled out a silver bell with a red string.

Shen Qiuting looked at the silver bell and frowned indistinctly.

He put away the bell and followed quickly.

Bai Guanchen was the last to follow.

As soon as he came over, he habitually approached Shen Qiuting and asked in a low voice: "What did you find just now?"

Shen Qiuting was not surprised that he could see his actions just now, smiled, and explained vaguely: "Some things from acquaintances."

Bai Guanchen looked at his expression and guessed, "Good thing?"

Shen Qiuting raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't have to be."

Even if they are really acquaintances, after so long, they may not be what they look like.

As soon as Bai Guanchen came over, the spiritual power supporting the entrance of the secret realm began to dissipate gradually, and the space at the entrance began to show signs of instability again.

Shen Qiuting waved his hand in front of Bai Guanchen, teasingly said, "Do we still need to hold hands to prevent getting separated this time when we enter the secret realm?"

Bai Guanchen's ears turned red, but he still honestly grabbed Shen Qiuting's dangling hand in front of him, held it in his palm, and gave a soft "hmm".

Shen Qiuting couldn't help laughing, and took the initiative to move his hands, inserting his fingers into his, forming a gesture of interlocking fingers.

After such a short period of time, the two of them have already stepped into the range of the secret realm.

The familiar sense of spatial distortion struck, and Shen Qiuting suddenly felt something slightly hot in his waist.

Before he had time to think about what it was, he lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

A group of people went in for half a stick of incense, and the monk who had just reported the situation to the elder came back from his stroll.

The weather was so uncomfortable, he shivered and drilled into the tent, and inadvertently glanced back at the entrance.

He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "It's strange, why it seems to be different from before..."

The entrance that was originally dark was mixed with a bit of red at some point, like a bottle of blood poured into a pool of ink, and wisps of red seeped through, exuding an ominous and strange atmosphere.

This is a magnificent hall.

The layout in the main hall is dominated by red and black, and it is dark and gloomy as far as the eye can see. There are no windows around, and no sunlight comes in, revealing a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere everywhere.

Lin Lang was sitting on the main seat in the middle, holding a pair of leaf cards in his hand, playing with himself boredly, looking a bit childish out of tune with the surrounding environment.

His face was too pale, even his lips seemed to have no color, his whole body was like a lifeless white jade statue.

Zhou Xiaoyun quietly placed a plate of cut fruit in front of him, and said softly, "My lord, the high priest is here."

Lin Lang's eyes moved slightly, he threw the cards in his hand on the table, and said, "Let him in."

Zhou Xiaoyun responded, led Ji Mingchuan in, stood back beside Lin Lang, and quietly cleaned up the messy leaf cards on the table.

Ji Mingchuan bowed to Lin Lang, glanced at Zhou Xiaoyun, and couldn't help frowning.

Lin Lang glanced at him lazily, and said in a moody tone: "Why are you here?"

It's not that he doesn't welcome this old department, it's just that he had already released Ji Mingchuan to be free last time, but Ji Mingchuan still rushed to come to him. There is no other possibility except that he is mentally ill.

After all, he knew what he was.

Ji Mingchuan came back to his senses, his eyes fluctuated slightly, he lowered his head respectfully, and said in a difficult voice: "This subordinate feels that...the Lord should need his subordinates right now."

"No need," Lin Lang interrupted him expressionlessly, "Your cultivation has already exceeded the limit of this world, right? Soar up, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Ji Mingchuan was at a loss.

He could indeed ascend long ago.

If it wasn't for his god...he wouldn't have stayed here forever, in that damp cold pool, dormant and waiting for an opportunity.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals, but that doesn't mean snakes like cold environments.

Looking at the person in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of strangeness that was too strong to be ignored.

For a moment, he actually had a sense of absurdity that all the things he had done all these years were meaningless.

Ji Mingchuan couldn't help asking: "The subordinate has ascended, what should the master do?"

Lin Lang sneered lukewarmly: "Although my divine power is not as good as it was back then, you don't need to worry about it."

As if eager to prove something, Ji Mingchuan pointed his finger in Zhou Xiaoyun's direction for the first time in a gaffe: "Since the lord no longer needs followers, then what is she?"

Zhou Xiaoyun didn't know why the topic shifted to her. She looked at her nose, nose and heart, pretending that she didn't hear anything, and continued to make tea for Lin Lang.

Lin Lang didn't have much patience to waste on persuading others, and said coldly, "Since you don't want to leave, it's up to you."

Ji Mingchuan seemed to calm down a bit, and finally remembered his reason for coming, and said again: "My lord, this subordinate sent you a person here this time. If necessary, you can use his body to start over."

Lin Lang sat up slightly, frowned, and finally looked at Ji Mingchuan seriously: "How do you know?"

His body does not match the soul, and his body is almost unable to withstand the oppression of the soul, and it will collapse within half a year.

Ji Mingchuan said: "The subordinates always take your matters seriously."

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head without interest: "It's okay, you can deal with that person yourself."

His body is very good, and he doesn't need half a year.

Ji Mingchuan raised his head to observe his expression, and threw out another sentence: "This time I sent an acquaintance—Shen Qiuting from Lingyun Pavilion, do you remember?"

When Zhou Xiaoyun heard the name, the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and before anyone noticed, she quietly covered up the abnormalities.

Shen Qiuting was awakened by a strong smell of blood.

In front of the eyes is a coquettish two-star flower sea, red, red and black, which almost dazzles the eyes of flower lovers.

The bloody smell he smelled in a coma was not real blood, but the floral fragrance similar to bloody smell emanating from these two-star flowers.

Bai Guanchen who entered the secret realm together has disappeared, and he is the only one left around.

I don't know if all the people who entered the secret realm got separated, or he was the only one left alone.

He remembered the strange situation that happened before entering the secret realm, untied the Qiankun bag on his waist, and poured out all the contents.

A human-shaped stone sculpture with a strange shape and rough workmanship fell to the ground along with a pile of sundries, and the rough white stone was still glowing red.

Shen Qiuting frowned, pinched the stone sculpture and looked at it for a while before remembering the origin of this thing.

After thinking for a while, he threw the stone sculpture on the ground again, drew out the Chi Ming Sword and slashed at it.

When the blade of the sword collided with the stone, there was a clear buzzing sound.Chi Ming trembled violently, as if he had received some shock, he retracted into the scabbard again, refusing to come out no matter what.

Shen Qiuting stroked a delicate natal spirit sword to comfort him, glanced at the stone carvings that did not leave any traces, and frowned even more tightly.

He thought for a while, and kicked the stone sculpture deep into the flowers.

The origin of this thing is unknown, and it looks very weird right now, it's better to just throw it away, so as to avoid accidents by keeping it by your side.

He lost the stone sculpture, so he had the time to look carefully at the surrounding environment.

Surrounded by an endless two-star flower sea, in the center of the flower sea stands a towering tower.

The whole body of the pagoda is pure white, as if carved from excellent white jade. There is a pure fairy energy around it, which is mixed with the devil energy exuded from the surrounding two star flowers. The two breaths are entangled with each other, showing There is a strange sense of harmony.

Bronze wind chimes are hung on the eaves of the towers on each floor, even if there is no wind, they will continue to make crisp "jingle bells" sounds.

Except for this strange tower and the two-star flowers all over the ground, there are neither monsters nor spirits around, not even ordinary plants and beasts, it looks almost like a dead place.

The two-star flower itself has special attributes, so it is not impossible to cause such a situation where not a single blade of grass grows.

Shen Qiuting tried to contact other people, but it was useless as expected.

The sea secret realm appeared once a hundred years ago. Although the people who survived the secret realm kept silent, all they knew was a sinister name, but no one knew what was going on in the secret realm.

But in any case, the so-called danger can never be just the overly calm appearance in front of him.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, and the sea of ​​two-star flowers swayed for a while, and the smell of blood became even more pungent.

The unknown environment made people uneasy, Shen Qiuting pulled out the sword again, and walked towards the tower.

The breath of the two star flowers made him very uncomfortable. In comparison, the White Tower exuding pure fairy spirit was undoubtedly friendlier.

Although the White Pagoda was not far away, Shen Qiuting walked for two hours before reaching the side of the pagoda.

The filled fairy air replaced the breath of the two star flowers, and he instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

There was a small door in front of the pagoda that only allowed one person to enter. Shen Qiuting hesitated for a while, and was about to step forward to see if he could go in, when he suddenly felt his palms burn.

He lowered his head as if feeling something, and saw that the stone sculpture he had just thrown away had returned to his hands at some point, and it was emitting a faint red light.

Shen Qiuting raised his eyebrows.

It seems that it wasn't his bad luck that he got this thing by chance, but someone gave it to him on purpose.

The secret place on the sea is related to him again, he can only think of one thing - that demon species back then.

Or rather, Lin Lang.

As soon as he thought of this, the door that had been tightly closed suddenly opened with a "squeak".

A pair of shoes appeared in his sight.

Lin Lang was still wearing Lingyun Pavilion's disciple uniform, and greeted him with a smile: "Little Uncle, long time no see."

It's as if they are really just good friends, not enemies separated by life and death.

Shen Qiuting was not surprised by his appearance, raised his hand to show him what was in his hand, and asked directly: "What is this?"

"It's the key." Lin Lang was not angry at his uncooperative attitude, but bent his lips with a good-natured smile, "The key to the core of the secret realm is also the key to the tower. Do you want to come in and see?"

Shen Qiuting stood at the door with a half-smile: "What if I say no?"

Lin Lang just looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

This is what it means to be impossible.

Shen Qiuting also knew that struggling was useless, so he simply stepped over the threshold.

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