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- The colorful butterfly in the cloud was like a brilliant rainbow, taking Qin Lie and Song Tingyu away from the ghost island in the sea of ??purple mist.
All the way towards Qisha Valley.
Liuyun Colorful Butterfly, originally a fifth-level spiritual beast, was also known for its speed. It only took about an hour for it to leave the Ghost Island and out of the Purple Mist Sea's sphere of influence.
When the sun rose the next day, the colorful butterflies in the flowing clouds appeared over Lingjia Town. To go from the direction of Ghost Island to Qisha Valley, you have to pass through Lingjia Town, pass by Bingyan City, and pass through Senluo Palace
"Stop." Qin Lie suddenly shouted softly above Lingjia Town.
Song Tingyu was dressed in colorful clothes. Under the rising sunlight, Song Tingyu bloomed with a superb divine light. The light set off her charming figure like a god who was not touched by the mortal world.
Hearing Qin Lie's request, she smiled sweetly, stretched out her jade hand and patted the colorful butterfly under her body, "Go over there." She pointed in the direction of the medicine mountain.
Like a rainbow shooting down, the colorful butterfly in Liuyun landed steadily on the top of Yaoshan Mountain and lay down on its own initiative, making it easier for Song Tingyu and Qin Lie to step down.
"This is the Medicine Mountain, right?" Song Tingyu looked at the low hill and the overgrown weeds and said, "After the Ling family moved, this place seemed abandoned. I heard that you used to practice there? "
"Well, I stayed here for seven or eight years." Qin Lie walked down Liuyun Colorful Butterfly and stepped onto the top of Yaoshan Mountain where weeds were waist-high. From this angle, he could see Lingjia Town.
After all the tribesmen moved, Lingjia Town was deserted. Looking from the mountain, the town was completely silent, without any sign of life.
After no one took care of and cultivated this medicinal mountain, all the old spiritual herbs were dug away.
After walking down the trail from the top of Yaoshan Mountain, Qin Lie came to the mountainside and looked at the caves that were blocked by stones. Qin Lie sighed endlessly.
"I heard that you were confused for five years before?" Song Tingyu's beautiful eyes sparkled. "You and your grandfather spent a lot of time in the medicine mountain, and you were practicing, so what was he busy with?"
Qin Lie suddenly realized.
He used to practice hard in a state of helplessness and thoughtlessness, without seriously thinking about what his grandfather was busy with.
He only remembered that his grandfather was often invisible to people. He often walked around in the extreme cold mountains. Sometimes he would come to the Medicine Mountain. While he was practicing, he would talk a lot about cultivation and explain some taboos and taboos in refining weapons. Tips.
His grandfather stayed with him in Lingjia Town for five full years. During these five years, he didn't know what his grandfather was busy with
Frowning, Qin Lie wandered around the medicine mountain, staring at the caves, hoping to find any clues.
He knew that his grandfather probably never came back. With his current reputation in Chilan Continent, it would not be difficult to find him if his grandfather really came back.
"Huh!"
Song Tingyu, who was on the other side of the medicine mountain, suddenly let out a soft cry, as if she had discovered something strange.
Qin Lie rushed over immediately.
On the back side of the medicine mountain, a strange octagonal pattern was carved with a sharp tool on a flat and smooth rock.
This octagon looks like it is made up of bones. Each protruding corner is a skull with white bones.
Inside the octagon, clusters of evil ghost souls gather like clouds.
In the center of this octagonal pattern, there is a hole the size of a fist, which seems to be able to insert something.
This weird pattern makes you feel eerie and terrifying at first glance. It makes people feel depressed, as if they are looking into purgatory in the depths of the Nine Netherworld.
"Was there this pattern here before?" Seeing Qin Lie's arrival, Song Tingyu frowned and asked in surprise: "I don't know why, but I feel very uneasy when I look at this pattern. Who is it that is carved on the stone?" of?"
"There must have been no such pattern before." Qin Lie stepped forward and leaned over the pattern, looking at it intently.
Suddenly, a gloomy and evil wave rippled out from the weird octagonal pattern as he approached.
The octagonal corners made up of eight skulls, and a little light seemed to appear in the empty pupils of the lifelike skulls. The clusters of evil ghosts and ghosts inside the octagon seemed to be squirming gently, trying to wake up. Just come here.
Song Tingyu changed her color in shock and exclaimed: "What a powerful spiritual evil force!"
Qin Lie was also shocked.
He saw the only wooden sculpture left to him by his grandfather suddenly and uncontrollably flying out of his space ring. As soon as the wooden sculpture came out, it was inserted directly into the center of the octagonal pattern!
The hole in the center of the octagon seems to be cut out for the insertion of the wood carving. The leg ends of the wood carving fit perfectly and fall in the center of the octagon.
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"Ah!" Song Tingyu covered her mouth and screamed.
Qin Lie was also inexplicably horrified.
I saw that after the clusters of evil spirits were inserted into the center of the statue, they suddenly turned into wisps of bright light spots and penetrated into the interior of the statue.
Even the green fireworks like will-o¡¯-the-wisps that suddenly appeared in the eyes of the eight skulls seemed to be attracted by the wood carvings and poured into the statue one after another.
"The statue of Qinshan has its own suction force, absorbing the light spots and green flames of the octagonal pattern one by one, as if it is receiving some mysterious message
¡°Bah bang bang!¡±
As the ghosts and the flames in the skull were absorbed, the strange octagonal pattern suddenly exploded.
In the blink of an eye, the gloomy and ferocious pattern was destroyed by some force that had existed for a long time.
Except for the wooden carvings that are still in the cave, there is no trace of the previous octagonal case, which has been completely erased. !
The wood carving, inserted in the cave, became ordinary again, without a trace of luster or any special spiritual atmosphere.
However, both Qin Lie and Song Tingyu looked at the wooden sculpture with deep fear in their eyes.
The two of them just looked at the wood carvings and remained silent for a long time.
"Qin Lie, how much do you really know about your grandfather?" Song Tingyu asked quietly after a long time.
Qin Liezhong stretched out his right hand and stretched his palm above the wooden sculpture, hesitating whether to grab the wooden sculpture immediately.
Hearing Song Tingyu's question, he turned around, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes and a bitter expression: "Don't say it to my grandfather, I don't even understand myself I don't know who I am, and I don't know my origins. Origin: I don¡¯t know who my parents are"
Song Tingyu was shocked, "You"
"I don't know anything." Qin Lie took a deep breath, shouted deeply, and suddenly pulled the wooden sculpture out of the cave.
The wood carving is still the same wood carving, the touch is the same, and the feeling of holding it has not changed.
However, when Qin Lie used his spiritual consciousness to escape into it, he found that there was an extra spherical light group in the composite spiritual array inside the wood sculpture. The light group was condensed from clusters of resentful spirits and ghosts. The interior was filled with ghost fire. There was a very powerful mental fluctuation.
The mental fluctuations within the light group made Qin Lie realize that there was a large amount of information inside.
When he thought about it seriously, he suddenly realized that the octagonal pattern should be a secret method of communication. Those resentful spirits, ghosts and will-o'-the-wisps were all special messages.
And wood carvings can gather internal information from the secret method of communication.
With this thought, he gradually understood and roughly guessed the mystery.
The person who carved the octagonal pattern needs to send a message to him, or to his grandfather
The powerful mental fluctuations in the wood sculpture carried a dangerous aura, which made Qin Lie instinctively feel scared, and also made him understand that he could not touch it easily for the time being - he was not strong enough to accept those messages.
This means that the messenger is not his grandfather, because his grandfather would not know his realm and cultivation level, and would not leave such a strong mental magnetic field that he would not even dare to touch it.
There is only one possibility - that person wants to summon his grandfather.
"Qin¡¤Qinlie¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤" Song Tingyu opened a little distance from him, her eyebrows were a little wary, and she asked tentatively: "What did you find?"
The weird and evil octagonal pattern made her a little surprised. Then the changes in the wood carving, the clusters of ghosts and ghosts disappearing into the wood carving, the explosion of the pattern, Qin Lie's hold on the wood carving
This series of changes made Song Tingyu gradually feel uneasy. When she looked at Qin Lie again, she felt that Qin Lie was in a lot of fog, and there was something mysterious and evil about him that she could not figure out.
Because it was impossible to predict, she was cautious and cautious.
"The octagonal pattern should be a means of communication. Someone wants to send a message to my grandfather. In the wood carving in my hand, a light group of thoughts and consciousness was formed." Qin Lie frowned Locked deeply, "But the fluctuations inside the light group are too terrifying. With my level of cultivation, I dare not touch it."
He knew that with Song Tingyu¡¯s intelligence, he must have noticed the situation, so he did not deliberately conceal it, but told the matter frankly.?.
"You don't have enough realm to touch Well, if you don't mind, can you let me see it?" Song Tingyu's beautiful eyes lit up, and her interest suddenly became intense, "I have half a foot in the wishful realm, I You should try it, maybe I can help you?¡±
This is the first time she has shown her level of cultivation in front of Qin Lie. She is at the peak of Tongyou Realm and one step away from Ruyi Realm!
In the past six months, Qin Lie asked her several times about her realm and cultivation, but she always smiled and said nothing, always hiding her true cultivation.
Today, in order to understand the message inside the wood carving, she actually took the initiative to explain her true state - which shows how curious and concerned she is about the message inside the wood carving.
" At the peak of Tongyou Realm, you are actually higher than that old hag Jiu Liuyu, and stronger than Yuan Tianya and Emperor Nineteen." Qin Lie looked at her as if she were a monster, "Are you here? Yan Youshu, but his real age is already seventy or eighty? "
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Tingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm only two years older than you. Are you twenty-one this year? I'm only twenty-three. Why am I already seventy or eighty? Stinky. Boy, if you dare to doubt my age next time, sister, I will use medicine to turn you into a seventy-year-old in no time!¡±
"Twenty-three, the peak of Tongyou Realm, how did you practice?" Qin Lie stared at her.
"I originally had talent in cultivation, and my father is the leader of the Xuantian Alliance. He cultivated me at all costs, and I had many adventures, so I can achieve what I have today." Speaking of realm cultivation, she was also proud Get up, "In our Chilan Continent, no one who is about the same age as me can surpass me in realm. Among my peers, no one is my opponent in one-on-one combat. Xie Jingxuan and Nie Hong are not my opponents." , Zhang Chendong of the Baji Temple, unless he uses the secret skills of the Baji Temple and fights at the cost of serious damage to himself, he can never hope to defeat me. "
"So, among your peers, you are invincible?" Qin Lie said in astonishment.
"In the Chilan Continent under our feet, I am indeed invincible among my peers." Song Tingyu said confidently.
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