salted fish soaring

Everyone held their breath and waited intently for the door to open.

Maybe behind the door is a long corridor, a faint lampstand, or a winding staircase, which spirals to a magnificent underground palace with everything you need.

Song Qianji saw their expressions from the corner of his eye, and felt that these young people were very naive.

This is not a door, but a teleportation array.

He had driven three times in the secret realm in his previous life. Once he landed on the bloody mouth of a monster that was about to close, once he fell into a burning lava pool, and once he fell into an extremely cold ice cave where the breath turned into ice.

As the saying goes, "There are no more than three things."Walking with him for a while, Ziye Manjusri, who was almost swallowed by monsters, scorched by lava, and pierced by ice cones, couldn't bear it anymore, and refused to let Song Qianji open any portals.

It also deprives him of all rights to make choices.

For example, Song Qianji said that he should take the east road based on intuition, because there are many treasures in the east and it is safe. Ziye Wenshu went west without saying a word, making full use of Song Qianji's bad luck, and carried out reverse screening.

Wei Zhenyu's tone was sarcasm: "It's not me who did something wrong in secret, I have nothing to regret."

Song Qianji raised his hand and just touched the cold door knocker, when he heard a loud shout from a distance: "Wait a minute!"

When he looked up, Meng Heze had already rushed to the front.

"This casual cultivator, did he force you to explore the way? He treated you badly first, why should you still be loyal to him, why not join our Qianqu."

Xianguan Qianqu was lobbied to join Qianqu?

Song Qianji: "...Thank you for your kindness, no need."

Wei Zhenyu's face turned better, as if he won a city without bloodshed, but he didn't want to show complacency: "He hasn't finished his work, so he won't go with you."

Song Qianji thought that you two should not enter, so he stepped aside to spit at each other, scratched his head, scratched his face and had a fight.

But Meng Heze said: "I have no intention of embarrassing you. If you are in danger and need help, you can send a signal to me for help."

Wei Zhenyu's expression changed several times, from being surprised to being stunned, and finally said: "Just take care of yourself."

Before leaving, Meng Heze puffed up his chest and said loudly to Song Qianji, "This fellow Taoist, Qianqu welcomes you anytime!"

In broad daylight, in full view.There was a murmur among the crowd.

"Meng Heze jumped out at this time, but it seems that Wei Zhenyu is 'unrighteous'."

"Throwing stones to ask for directions, why is it 'unrighteous'? Since those casual cultivators follow King Wei, they are also willing to be his pawns. Those who make big things don't care about small things."

"King Wei behaves arrogantly and domineeringly, but Qianqu's senior brother Meng is obviously more benevolent. It can be seen that King Song is a real king of benevolence."

Song Qianji turned away in embarrassment.

"What are you waiting for!" Wei Zhenyu seemed unable to listen any longer, grabbed Song Qianji's arm, and pushed open the door suddenly.

"boom!"

The cold and violent wind gushed out, and everyone in the field felt their heavens and earth spinning. They were instantly sucked into the strong wind, stepped on the void, and fell into the abyss.

Opening his eyes again, he stepped on the soft grass and smelled the fragrance of green grass and flowers.

The sun is shining, the mountains are full of flowers, and the butterflies are dancing.The waterfall flows straight down, like a silver satin hanging on the mountain wall.Three or four phoenixes flew across the sky leisurely, their wings flapping, and they sprinkled a faint blue light.

The rich spiritual energy turned into a white spiritual mist, slowly rising from the surface, fluttering.

The monks fell down like dumplings in a pot, plopping down into the clear white mist.The moment he sees the sun again, the world has changed.

Everyone looked around and found that Wei Zhenyu's team had disappeared.

"King Wei opened the door first, so he should be teleported elsewhere."

"I don't believe there is a better place than this wonderland."

"How was my performance before I came in?" Meng Heze asked Ji Chen via voice transmission.

"Very good, no matter where Brother Song hides, as long as he sees you acting like this, he will definitely praise you for being upright, brave, and broad-minded!" Ji Chen plucked a wild flower, "This underground palace is really suitable for farming, no wonder Brother Song Come here!"

"Even if he wants to take the underground palace into his pocket and take it back to plant, he should tell me." Meng Heze frowned and muttered to himself, "He never lets others know what he thinks in his heart, and he doesn't think others can help him. .”

At least Song Qianji never thought of taking the underground palace back to plant.

When he fell, he held his sword in his hand, mobilized the spring of immortality, and transported enough aura to prepare for any danger.

Then nothing happened, down to earth, landed in an empty square.

The sky was blood red, and at the end of the line of sight, sixteen columns surrounded the circular square, as if supporting the sky.

Good guy, you went directly to the center of the underground palace, where the core inheritance is hidden.

Was it Wei Zhenyu's good luck that outweighed his bad luck?Or, as Wu Xiang said, he has a lot of luck in this life, protected by golden light?

After a short period of confusion, the Silver Armor team formed an orderly formation again.

Just listen to Wei Zhenyu's faint voice transmission: "Aren't you a talisman master, what are you doing with a sword? Who do you want to kill?"

Song Qianji calmly put away the sword: "...This is an ornament, it acts as a psychological comfort."

Wei Zhenyu's eyes seemed to say that you make it up, let's see how you can make it up.

An inconspicuous bird hovered down, wailed twice, and landed on a person's shoulder.

The man stepped forward and reported to Wei Zhenyu: "There is no trace of spiritual energy here, but the pressure is extremely heavy, and the sparrow does not want to fly high."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Qianji, as if accusing the other party of being unlucky with his eyes.

"It's fine if you don't fly." Wei Zhenyu raised his chin slightly, "There are people scouting the way here. Let's go."

The last word was to Song Qianji.

...It turns out that my role is to "have a bird".

But being able to get the long-lost and rare right to choose, Song Qianji was in a good mood: "Say hello to the senior in the secret realm first."

He raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of wheat grains: "People behind are careful, don't step on it."

Everyone stared at him in disbelief.

Li Cigou couldn't hold back and said, "Song Daoyou, do you think senior is a bird?"

Zhu Sheng shouted: "What tricks are you playing!"

Song Qianji: "You can go now."

Wei Zhenyu had no expression on his face, so a small pile of wheat grains was bypassed by the crowd, the scene was very funny.

"Go faster." Wei Zhenyu urged.

Song Qianji walked for a walk with a smile, and looked back as he walked: "My cultivation base is not good, so I can't walk fast. Is King Wei in a hurry?"

Wei Zhenyu: "I'll rush."

Song Qianji: "After King Wei entered the secret realm, he didn't take any demon pills or spiritual herbs. He went straight to the underground palace with a clear goal. I think there is something that King Wei most wants in this underground palace, right?"

Wei Zhenyu: "So what."

"Who told King Wei such important news? Since he knew it, he didn't take it himself, so I left it to you? King Wei is not afraid that he will deliberately set up a trap to lure you here?"

"You care about my affairs?" Wei Zhenyu lowered his voice, "I can kill you right away, how dare you care about my affairs?!"

Wei Zhenyu was annoyed in his heart, he was really crazy before, so he felt that he was similar to that person.

How could that man talk so much.

It's all Jingmei's fault, yes, seeing too many illusions, there is no distinction between true and false.

Wei Zhenyu felt an inexplicable closeness to Song Xun at first.This feeling didn't make him relax, it only made him more vigilant.

He habitually assumes "trap" and "conspiracy", and after learning of the other party's intention, he feels little resentment in his heart, and instead a big rock falls.

How could I meet someone like Song Qianji, unless it was an assassin.

His confidant suggested that he reveal the other party's identity, but Wei Zhenyu didn't want to do that.

Song Qian could put an assassin by his side, and eat the meal cooked by the assassin confidently, calmly, and calmly.

He felt he could do it too.

The premise is that this "Song Xun" should stop talking.

The color of the sky does not change, and the Optimus Pillars in the distance seem to be forever untouchable.

"King Wei, don't get angry, I won't say anything." Song Qianji pointed out, "Here."

Wei Zhenyu looked down, the pile of wheat grains was quietly piled on the ground.

Everyone's expressions changed.

"Congratulations." Wei Zhenyu said.

Zhu Sheng understood, and slashed at the stone brick with one knife.

The light of the knife touched the ground and disappeared, as if absorbed by an invisible force.Rough floor tiles flashed fine patterns.

Song Qianji turned his head and waved to Li Cigou: "Master Li Zhen, it seems that we have lost our way, and we must find a way."

Li Cigou stared at the pile of wheat with an ugly expression on his face: "How could this be? I left a mark as soon as I entered this place. The aura here is cut off, how can it support the operation of a large formation?"

After arriving in a new environment, it is the basic cultivation of a formation master to immediately check whether there are traces of formations.

Li Cigou took out the array disk, checked the aura line, and said guiltily: "It's careless. There is a layer of runes engraved on the ground, and all the aura in the array is locked in the base of the formation, and the array is genetically stronger."

Wei Zhenyu didn't mean to blame him, but just looked at the array and roughly estimated a few directions: "Get out of the way."

Everyone backed away.

"You want to force your way in and break through this formation?" Song Qian did not retreat, "I don't know what to do next, save some spiritual energy first."

Wei Zhenyu handed him the hilt of the sword: "Are you okay? Are you coming?"

Song Qianji didn't pick it up, so he pulled Li Cigou aside: "It is said that the ancestors of Xuehe have both formations and symbols. The formations and runes here are combined with incomparable precision. , the line is broken."

Li Ciquan said in a daze: "How powerful the ancestor is, I really can't break through the formation."

Song Qianji stuffed him with a stack of talisman paper: "I made some new talismans a few days ago. This talisman has no offensive or defensive power, but no matter what talisman the opponent plays, you just play this one. It can Fit with the opponent's talisman and disrupt the power of the talisman, just like this."

Song Qianji took out another miasma-avoiding talisman.The two talismans joined together with a crackling sound, and burned together in mid-air, turning into fly ash in an instant.

Li Cigou was shocked, with "What kind of rubbish is this?" written on his face.

"Song Daoyou's talisman doesn't seem to be very practical. It's not as powerful as the blasting talisman. And who will stand there waiting for you to post it? If you can hit it, why use the talisman?"

Song Qian looked up at the sky, and it was tiring to take care of the children.

He pointed to the runes on the ground: "The blasting is not the point at all. This formation is too precise, and the formation is interlocked with the rune rings. As long as a few key points are found, one chain will break and layers will break."

Li Cigou yelled "Ah": "The strongest formation must be broken from the inside."

After a while, explosions sounded one after another, shaking the earth and shaking the sky.

Li Cigou said with a loud explosion: "Thank you Song Daoyou for your reminder."

"It was you who broke the formation, thank you for that."

Li Cigou smiled wryly: "Fellow Taoist is so talented and knowledgeable, are you willing to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?"

Song Qianji: "Huh?"

Li Cigou looked at Song Qianji hesitating to speak, and left with a sigh, as if heartbroken and regretful.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

A staircase leading to the ground was exposed on the ground, about twenty feet wide.Like a huge gaping mouth, laughing at them spinning around, passing the entrance without knowing it.

"You're really good." Wei Zhenyu looked straight at Song Qianji, "Apart from the formation talisman, what else?"

Song Qianji understood that not only the casual repair team, but Wei Zhenyu also thought he was an assassin.

What was Wei Zhenyu thinking in his mind, he didn't kill Jingmei in the middle of the night, and he didn't kill the assassins.

Have you practiced Buddhism?

But being suspected of being an assassin is better than being suspected of being Song Qianji himself.

"Can cook." He said.