immortal mansion

Chapter 67 Accident
Before entering Canaan, Mo Chen had guessed more than once what the once-prosperous land of Canaan would look like behind the Kuangsha sky.

After catching up with Yu Kun and the others who had just dealt with a group of zombies, he followed the crowd out of the twisted and deformed passage. With strong curiosity in his heart, he resisted the discomfort of his eyes and looked around.

In the end, what he saw made Mo Chen stunned.

At a glance, there are collapsed and damaged ruins everywhere.

Maybe Canaan used to be a blessed land of cultivation full of fairy houses and pavilions, full of heaven and earth aura.But after the great war in the ancient times, it has become a huge ruin now.

All the buildings were either skewed or toppled, or even pulled up one by one, and piled up in a mess.Traces of previous fighting skills can be seen everywhere, and occasionally unweathered bones are exposed under the broken bricks and rubble.

At this moment, everyone was on a high cliff. The cliff was as smooth as a mirror. It was obviously forcibly cut out by Da Neng. The other part of the mountain that should be connected to it has long since disappeared.

From just now, Yu Kun's gaze has been fixed on a collapsed attic in the distance, and his face is not very good-looking.

Following his line of sight, Mo Chen found that the surrounding area of ​​the attic was covered with a layer of black air, and there were many small moving black spots, especially in a depression in the ground below, which was even more densely packed.

When he circulated his mana to his eyes and looked carefully, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Those little black dots are all kinds of ghosts.

Among them, the weakest were zombies. There were second-order ghosts equivalent to foundation-builder cultivators, and there were quite a few of them. There were dozens of them, which was not something they could deal with at all.

"It's hard, it's hard..." Yu Kun was so distressed that he pulled out several beards.

"Is the goal of our trip the attic?"

Mu Xueling noticed Yu Kun's expression and asked.

Yu Kun nodded, and said in a bitter voice, "That's right..."

As he said that, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and passed it to Mo Chen and the others. It contained part of the life experience of a Tai Huazong senior, and some information was highlighted.

It was from these pieces of information that Yu Kun learned of the existence of Xuanqing Spiritual Liquid.

It stands to reason that when the Canaan sect encountered a catastrophe, all spiritual objects should have been looted, and with the subsequent waves of monks who came to hunt for treasure, normally nothing would be left.

The reason why the Xuanqing Spiritual Liquid remained was entirely because of its location, which was actually in a secret palace in another dimension.The secret hall here is the trial place for the disciples of the Canaan sect, and it was not opened when the catastrophe came, so it escaped the catastrophe.

"Since that's the case, why didn't that senior take it away?" Mu Xueling questioned.

No one would keep something as precious as the Xuanqing Spiritual Liquid. Even if you don’t need it, you can sell it. Some monks are willing to buy such a rare spiritual thing at a high price.

"This point is indeed extremely strange, but I think I may know which senior from the sect left behind this jade slip." Wu Yangyun said suddenly.

"Although most of the deeds recorded in the jade slips are very brief, without exception they all claim to be broken. This person also has a well-known name, that is—Feng Xuanzi!"

Upon hearing this name, not only Mo Chen, but even Yu Kun was shocked.

"You, you mean this jade slip was left by Patriarch Fengxuan?"

As the patriarch who created Fengxuan Yi, Feng Xuanzi is well known in the Taihua Sect, but it is unknown to everyone that this patriarch actually has the title of Pozhenzi.

"That's right! It was Patriarch Fengxuan after a while." Wu Yangyun nodded, sighed, and then continued: "I only found out about this by accident. In the turmoil 3000 years ago, too many things were lost..."

Mo Chen also felt the same about this. After the foundation was established, he read the classics about the bloody turmoil on the second floor of the Waijing Pavilion, and only then did he know that Fengxuan Dao was the most powerful in Taihuazong, not Lingchen today. road.

The specific reason was not mentioned in the records of the sect.

Yu Kun took a deep breath, looked at the attic in the distance shrouded in black air, his eyes gradually became firmer, "No matter why Patriarch Fengxuan didn't take away the Xuanqing spiritual liquid, but for us, it is a Great opportunity."

In his eyes, the ancestor Fengxuan who left behind the jade slips may not have the idea of ​​leaving this opportunity for future generations.

"Indeed." Wu Yangyun nodded.

As for who among the people most wanted to obtain the Xuanqing Spiritual Liquid, it was naturally him who was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and now he finally encountered a chance to form an alchemy, so how could he give up at will.

"Let's move on, the road ahead will be difficult, please be prepared!" Yu Kun said solemnly, and at the same time, the ancient light above his head was shining brightly, protecting his whole body.

Seeing this, everyone else took precautions.

As for Fang Rou, to be honest, she is already a burden now, but a few people thought that she might be useful in the future, so Mu Xueling proposed to be protected by Mo Chen for the time being.

At the same time, Mo Chen also needs to protect the Liu sisters.

After the discussion, a group of people jumped down from the top of the cliff and fell into the backyard of Canaan below.

In Canaan's backyard at this time, wisps of black air floated in the air. It was a mixture of dead air, corpse air, and evil air accumulated over the years. It was most suitable for the survival of all kinds of ghosts.

Usually, these black gas are called "dead fog".

As soon as Mo Chen and the others landed on the ground, there were strange noises from all around.

But the bones of the monks were infiltrated by the dead fog for a long time and turned into white bone skeletons, with soul fires shining in their eye sockets. They hated living things extremely, and they surrounded the crowd with various objects in their hands.

Stones, broken flagpoles, half leg bones...

Glancing at the "weapon" in the skeleton's hand, Yu Kun, who was walking in the front, disdained, but did not dare to be careless. He encouraged his mana to condense out his fingers, and suddenly shot a line of fire from the ancient lamp above his head.

Immediately, a sea of ​​flames was formed, and pieces of white bones and skeletons were burned by the flames. They were all ghosts who did not enter the rank, and their strength was low, so they fell down in pieces quickly.

Seeing this scene, Yu Kun showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The ancient lamp on top of his head was specially borrowed at a great price, and it was called the Soul-devouring Golden Flame Lamp, because the wick was not lit with ordinary flames, but was called the Soul-devouring Golden Flame, which had a good effect on ghosts. restraint ability.

On the body surface of the fallen bone skeleton, wisps of white aura gushed out continuously. These were the soul power of the bone skeleton. After being burned to death by the soul-eating golden flame emitted by the ancient lamp, all of them were absorbed and devoured by the ancient lamp.

Vaguely, the soul-devouring golden flame on the wick showed signs of growing stronger.

When Yu Kun made his move, the others were not idle, they were also clearing away the skeletons surrounding them.

As they advanced, other ghosts began to be attracted in the dead mist. First, there were zombies of different shapes, both humanoid and various spirit beasts, and later even wraiths appeared.

The resentful spirit looks similar to the evil spirit, it looks like a cloud of smoke, but its strength is not strong.

The Liu sisters joined forces to explode the flames and rain, and immediately fell down in pieces, like cutting wheat.

Just when they thought everything was going well, something unexpected happened suddenly. An astonishing light curtain shot out from the collapsed attic in front of them, and the surrounding black air suddenly surged up, completely engulfing everyone.

When the black air dissipated, Mo Chen and the others disappeared.

(End of this chapter)