Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 914 Discovery ([-])

At this time, the outside has become a scene of hell.The field of vision is all green, and in the miserable green green screen, there are groups of black qi.They condense into monsters with no fixed shape, lying down here and there, as if floating on the ground and sticking out a long tube to suck the blood and juice of the people or demons inside.

The darkest and greenest place is the place where the combined power bombed, black, green, green and black, almost condensed into a solid body, I don't know what happened to the ancestor who jumped into it.

Hu Qing was anxious: "Father, if we lose a fit ancestor, we two—" She squeezed her eyes, but she gave up without shedding a single tear after trying hard: "Do you want to cut off all kindness?"

Chanming: "."

I didn't expect that in addition to being thick-skinned, he was also an actor.

"Have you ever seen the power of the body? Do you know the ability of the body? Do you know what is the power?"

Hu Qing shook her head three times: "Why don't we go out and help?"

Chan Ming clapped his hands: "Use this?"

Hu lightly nodded.

Chanming said, "Let's go to add chaos."

Hu Qing: "." Are you afraid?
Chan yelled angrily: "We two can't add up to one finger of the ancestor, what are you going to do?"

Hu Qing shrank his head: "Oh, I should be more polite and invite the ancestor to come in first."

Chanming was speechless: "I want to curry favor with everyone, you forced me to recognize my father, what do you want to call the ancestor? Grandpa? Your father, I have no plans to find a father."

Hu smiled contemptuously: "Look at what you said, I'm such an unreasonable person? I didn't recognize my father randomly. As soon as I saw you, I felt kind to you. In the past life, there is a destiny to continue in this life. Look at the relationship between our father and father." How wonderful, dear."

She took out a frozen steamed stuffed bun and overdid it: "Father, you eat."

Chanming: "." He took the steamed stuffed bun and gnawed it, hey, don't mention it, it tastes good.

Suddenly his hand trembled: "What's the sound?"

He looked outside, and his spiritual consciousness was observing vigilantly outside.

Hu Qing didn't hear: "What what?"

Chanming: "There is a voice, is it from the ancestor?"

Hu lightly tensed up: "The ancestor asked for help?"

At the same moment, the black pythons condensed from the black air are like earthworms writhing in the pit, and the green light adheres to them to form viscous venom flowing out of strange patterns. The mouth bites towards the bottom of the pit and stands upright.

The not-intense white light is in a semi-circle and touches the ground, and the dark blue clothes inside are flying with the spiritual power. The standing person is as motionless as a mountain, but the spiritual power is boiling on the bottom of the feet like molten lava. The black and deep rocks are soaked in spiritual power. In it, layer after layer melted like brown sugar.

Something deeply hidden gradually revealed its face after being sealed for countless years.

The expression of the combined ancestor didn't change when he saw the completely different things revealed.

This place is not friendly to monks, they don't have time to take their time, just flip through.

With the revealing of the underground things, the black python outside the white light let out a faint howl, which seemed to be in pain and despair, and also seemed to be weeping with suppressed joy.

This is what Chan Ming heard.

The only thing that was not surrounded by the black air was the mechanism, and the others were all entangled in the black air and green light to fight, so only Chan Ming heard the sound, and a moment later, Hu Qing also faintly heard it.

She was terrified: "Father, shouldn't there be some prehistoric monsters that have escaped? Did we wake up the ancient beasts? Let's run away."

Chanming looked at her with indescribable words: "You really know how to think of good things. Returning the ancient beasts—can the ancient beasts appear in the realm of comprehension?"

Hu Qingku, is she afraid of ferocious beasts?She is afraid of prehistoric viruses!That ancestor probably dug up some terrible virus, right?
Hu Qing: "Father, why don't we go and have a look?"

Chanming: "You don't know, that ancestor hates others to disturb him the most. We made an appointment, and he will tell me directly if we need us."

Hu Qingbian was relieved, and then she felt bored, and in the midst of boredom, the desire to die was just around the corner.

The spiritual consciousness left outside turned into an invisible little hand, turning and turning, aiming at a tight ball of black air and hitting it with a snap.

The black air was scattered, and at the same time, it adhered to the little hand of the spiritual consciousness. Hu lightly shook it, but it didn't come off, and the stinging pain quickly crawled along the silk thread of the spiritual consciousness.Hu Qing cut off that wisp of divine consciousness and took a breath.

Juan Bule: "What a cheap hand. I shouldn't protect you, let you fully experience the horror of this poisonous gas."

Hu lightly touched his nose.

Chanming said to himself: "Where do these poisonous gases and green lights come from? It must not be corpse poison. Didn't you find the source here?"

Hu Qing shook his head: "I don't even know where I've been. It's too chaotic here, the time is unclear, and the space is unpredictable. It's good that I can live with my strength."

Chanming: "Long Wangchuan seems to know where he is going. If Long Wangshui can sense his position, then he also knows where they are going."

Hu nodded lightly: "I feel that the Dragon Clan understands this place better than the Demon Clan."

Chanming said: "We don't have the advantage." He looked up: "Your little house is really nice, we don't need to consume anything."

Hu was silent for a while: "They probably won't rob."

Chanming: "Demon Race, heh."

There was movement outside.

"Father, it's starting to dissipate."

It seems that when the tide is ebbing, the green light falls at an extremely slow speed, and it is almost impossible for Hu Qing not to notice it.When the green light returned to the cover layer again, the black air floated up from the mouth of the pit, dispersed into an empty mist, and drifted away with the wind.

Everyone climbed out of the pit, no casualties but all of them were exhausted, but they didn't care about rest, and ran to the biggest pit one after another.

Chan Ming and Hu Qing also ran over in a hurry.

As the field of vision became clearer, everyone was surprised to find that the pit had expanded several times. The dark blue figure inside was floating in the air. Under the figure, there were no bones or dark rocks. Looking from above, there was a white line at the bottom of the circle. Come and go throughout.

what is that?
"You all come down and have a look." A faint voice came from below.

The crowd didn't move for a while, silently watching the fit ancestor fly up, over the heads of the crowd, land next to the mechanism, go in, close the door, and then the crowd became excited, screaming in their hearts.

Chanming: "I will guard the ancestor."

Hu Qing: "Then I'm going to watch the excitement."

She really wanted to know what kind of treasure was dug out. She stayed there for ten years and only picked up bones.Could it be that cultivation base is also directly related to treasure hunting ability?
She must practice hard!
The pit is very deep, and the rock under the bones has also been dug out to a certain depth. It doesn't look big from the top, but it is actually big when it falls down, which is enough for both the demons and the monks to have sufficient research space.

Hu Qing landed in a corner, squatting on the tea brown stone slab next to the wide white avenue, staring at the pattern on the white stone wall.

That's right, the stone slabs are flat and the edges are tightly occluded, and it looks like a processed product.Even if the white stone next to it has been dusty for countless years and turned into a hard rock, it has not completely worn off its own oily luster.

So, is this—a ruin?
(End of this chapter)