Chapter 9559: Spirit Fire 1
Leng Xuan finally arrived at his destination before he was exhausted. In the past three days, he was almost on the road with other people, and there was no delay on the way. After three days in a row, his body was almost at its limit.
After resting for a while, when his physical strength recovered, Leng Xuan said, "Senior Zhong, where are we going now?"
"Over there." Zhong Ping stretched out his hand. Leng Xuan looked up and saw a huge rift not far away, as if the ground had been cut in half, which was extremely spectacular.
The group came to the rift valley and looked at the bottomless dark bottom, Leng Xuan said worriedly: "Senior Zhong, there won't be any danger down here, right?"
"Why, you don't even believe me anymore."
Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Isn't this just in case? Let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve robe, and a powerful force immediately lifted everyone's bodies and moved towards the rift valley. Go to the bottom of the valley.
It looked like he had dropped more than a thousand meters before Leng Xuan touched the bottom. When he reached the bottom of the rift valley, Leng Xuan discovered that the stone wall at the bottom was inlaid with many bright beads, like candles, illuminating the surroundings brightly.
"Senior Zhong, did someone live in this place before?" These beads are obviously artificial, not naturally formed.
Zhong Ping nodded and said, "I used to live here, but after the accident in the dead place, I moved there and never came back."
"So it is." Leng Xuan nodded, no wonder Zhong Ping was so sure that there was no danger below.
"Come with me." After that, Zhong Ping led the crowd along a gravel road at the bottom of the valley. After walking hundreds of meters, a dilapidated stone house appeared in the eyes of everyone.
pushed open the stone door that had been dusty for countless years, and a pungent odor suddenly came from the house. Leng Xuan raised the dust and walked in.
The stone room is not very big, it can accommodate about ten people at most, except for a circular stone platform for meditation and cultivation, there is nothing in it. After the group entered the stone room, Zhong Ping pointed to the stone platform placed on the ground, and said, "Three on the left and four on the right."
Leng Xuan immediately understood, walked to the stone platform, hugged the stone platform with both hands, and slowly rotated to the left. After three turns, he turns four more times to the right. Immediately, only a soft click was heard, and a thick secret door appeared on the wall behind him.
"Go, go in." Saying that, Zhong Ping walked towards the secret door first. Leng Xuan and Uncle Zhang followed closely behind Zhong Ping and walked along the passage for dozens of meters. They finally came to an empty cave. Entering this place, Leng Xuan's eyes were immediately attracted by something in the cave. It was an arch made of stones, standing in the center of the cave, very eye-catching.
"Senior Zhong, what is this?" Leng Xuan walked closer, looked at it carefully, and asked.
"This is the road to the fairyland." Zhong Ping explained, and then walked to the arch, "Leng Xuan, inject your power of death into it."
Leng Xuan nodded, and without saying a word, put his hand on the arch, urging the force of death in his body to pour into the arch. Not long after, with the crazy injection of the power of death, a faint blue light gradually emerged from the arch.