I will survive with proficiency

"What is the ancient pagoda in the middle?" Chen Ping asked sister Xiyue beside him.

"Just go and have a look."

In the entire spacious cave, a simple and unremarkable stone pagoda stands quietly in the central area, surrounded by three small sub-pagodas.

When Chen Ping walked over, he saw an ancient pagoda guardian sitting in front of each of the three sub-pagodas.

Then, they are obviously not guarding the ancient pagoda at this moment.

It's destroying.

Not brute force destruction.

They were continuously injecting spiritual power into the three sub-towers, chanting words. It can be seen that some kind of secret method is being used.

All three of them closed their eyes tightly, white mist appeared from their bodies, and thin layers of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Behind them, two monks each guarded them.

As they continued to pour spiritual power into the sub-tower, a stone bell visible to the naked eye in the tower vibrated non-stop, making a dull knocking sound.

The entire sub-tower seemed to be shaking accordingly.

On the outside, many monks stared nervously at the ancient pagoda, as if they wanted to see if there were any secrets hidden in it.

"Oh, I saw a section of the tower in the middle of the ancient tower flashing light again. It was almost a pity just now."

"Yeah, the flash time is too short, and it's impossible to see what's inside."

"There is not much time left."

"."

The monks on the periphery discussed in a low voice, sighed and shook their heads.

Chen Ping saw the ancient pagoda in the middle. Whenever the sub-pagoda shook the most, its body would flash once.

Not flash, exactly.

Instead, the tower body made of bluestone became transparent at that moment, allowing a glimpse of the situation inside the tower body.

It's a pity that this time is too short to see clearly.

"What's in the tower?" Chen Ping turned to Master Xiyue who was beside him.

Xiyue looked at the ancient pagoda calmly, the ancient well was silent:

"I don't know. But what is certain is that this ancient tower is related to the blockage of the passage from the demon world to the human world, and it has a lot to do with it. When I arrived at this underground palace, this feeling became more and more intense, the closer I got to this An ancient pagoda, the stronger it will be."

"There's nothing wrong with that feeling."

Chen Ping was dumbfounded by Xiyue.

Since it is a 'passage confinement', why does Xiyue, as the provider of the confinement, say 'I don't know'?

Impossible, as a prison provider, you haven't even seen the channel prison, right?

Perhaps seeing through Chen Ping's doubts, Xiyue said:

"Don't look at your master like that, the passage in Xizhou is completely different from this ancient pagoda here. The secret method they cast is also something I have never heard of."

Chen Ping thought for a while and asked again:

"Is such a channel imprisoned a lot?"

"I don't know. The information between the channel imprisonment and the channel imprisonment is not interoperable. Maybe it is for safety. It will not be wiped out. After all, it is related to the safety of the entire human world. To tell you the truth, when entering the Canglan Grassland Before, this seat only knew that there was a passage in the Misty Continent, and I didn't even know that there was a second one here." Xiyue said.

"As an imprisoned supporter, you put half your life on it. But you didn't ask for such important information secretly?" Chen Ping was very surprised.

This is not at all the style of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Judging from the long time he has been in contact with Xiyue, Xiyue is not the kind of person whose IQ is owed.

On the contrary, she is very intelligent and transparent.

"What's none of your business?" Xiyue was a little coquettish because Chen Ping pointed out her mistake, and gave Chen Ping a cross look. Having said that, he still replied:

"My late master said that I, as an imprisoner, can be regarded as a kind of inheritance."

"What if your master shakes you?"

"What is jiggling?"

"It's a lie."

"Then will you shake your father and mother?"

"Yes. See if it helps."

Chen Ping felt that the back of his foot was stomped hard again.

Why.

This bitch.

Not to mention other things, as an imprisoned supporter, when it really needs to come in handy, I don't know this or that.

What use do you need?

but.

What Xiyue said is not unreasonable. If this is really a channel between the demon world and the human world, then there may be a third or fourth channel, and the means of confinement of these channels will definitely not be exactly the same.

Otherwise, it is really broken in one place and broken everywhere.

Chen Ping originally wanted to ask what would happen if the passage was broken? But considering that Xiyue even always thought that there was only one passage in the Misty Continent, she probably didn't know how breaking a passage would affect the overall situation.

It is even more impossible to figure out the correlation between the various channels.

But one thing is certain is that this passage is intact, which means that there is a high probability that Chi Liang did not enter the human world from here.

There are other places.

Chen Ping walked around the cave, looked at the surrounding sculptures and murals for a while, and found nothing unique, so he returned to the ancient pagoda in the center of the cave.

When I came over, I happened to see a familiar figure, which was one of the six monks who were interested in treasure hunting that I saw on the way.

A foundation monk.

"...Senior." Seeing Chen Ping looking over, the Foundation Establishment cultivator bowed to him.

Chen Ping nodded in response, but he didn't see the other five, so he asked casually, "Where are the others?"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the foundation-building cultivator suddenly turned red:

"Senior, none of them came back. I was waiting in a tunnel and encountered an attack formation. The junior walked at the end and didn't step in. They all died there, including the senior brothers and sisters of the junior."

"Juniors are incompetent."

Chen Ping hesitated.

Even though he had seen the danger of the underground palace long ago, he was still slightly shocked when he heard that five fellow Taoists died at the same time.

That was a team with two Golden Cores.

Although he didn't know each other, he still felt sorry for those fellow Taoists.

The underground palace here really hides mysteries everywhere, not only evil spirits, monsters, but also formations.

At the same time, I am very glad that I paid attention everywhere and did not run around. If he really strayed into some high-level formations, even if he was a formation master, he was not sure that he would be able to get out.

Why.

I don't know how many people fell into this underground palace.

I'm afraid there will be more evil here in the future.

"Fellow daoists, how is the situation? Have you found any clues?" Before Chen Ping could chat further, an angry voice came over.

As soon as Chen Ping turned his head, he saw Jiang Youwei rushing out from the secret passage, and walked to the center of the cave almost instantly.

"The leader." *N

Everyone hurriedly bowed their hands, seeing Jiang Youwei, one of the four leaders, coming in, their morale was boosted for a while.

Jiang Youwei looked at the ancient tower and snorted:

"The old man is late."

He took a deep breath and walked behind a monk who cast a secret method:

"It's too late, let the old man come."

As soon as he pointed at the back of the magic-casting Golden Core cultivator, his figure flickered, and the two completed their position swap.

During this period, the spiritual power lines for casting spells on the sub-towers have not been interrupted, which is equivalent to a seamless connection.

"Ha~" Jiang Youwei roared, and the line of spiritual power introduced into Zita suddenly became thicker and thicker.

"It's been a hundred years. I can't wait another hundred years. I just want to go back to the Tiannan Continent. I came here a hundred years ago but returned without success. This time, let me see what is hidden in the middle of this ancient pagoda. What."

"Ha~"

With a sharp roar, the beam of light increased again.

Seeing this, the other two casters also gave it a go and output with all their strength.

The ancient pagoda was suddenly radiant.

Chen Ping subconsciously activated the golden tortoise armor formula, and at the same time decisively retreated a few feet.

Xiyue next to her appeared almost at the same time with a defensive layer. While protecting herself, she extended the defensive layer in an attempt to block Chen Ping, only to find that Chen Ping was no longer around her, and looked back.

When I saw Chen Ping, he was several feet away.

She turned her head speechlessly and stared at Guta.

In fact, it wasn't just Chen Ping who retreated. At that moment, many monks chose to retreat.

This is a normal reaction.

But Chen Ping couldn't care about these things at the moment, he stared closely at the body of the ancient pagoda.

The shining light of the ancient pagoda became brighter and brighter, and the body of the pagoda became more and more transparent.

He saw a broken arm that seemed to be floating inside the transparent tower.

A black broken arm.

...It is really the passage from the demon world to the human world.

Chen Ping still remembered that Xiyue once said that after the battle of the ancients, the demon ancestor was killed, his body was divided and transformed, and he became one of the media that imprisoned the passage.

... Isn't the one in front of you a broken arm?

Rows of runes shining with golden light emerged from the translucent Qingyan Pagoda.

Weird and gorgeous.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ancient pagoda, and even the three casters stood up, fixed on the transparent tower.

"Boss, does that broken arm hide the secret of getting out of the Canglan Grassland? Do you want to smash the ancient pagoda?" Someone shouted.

"Crush?" Jiang Youwei stared at the ancient pagoda: "It will take until now to be crushed?"

"so what should I do now?"

"Time is running out, let me memorize those runes first. The division of labor, the old man remembers the first ten columns, Lao He, you memorize the eleventh to fifteenth columns..." Jiang Youwei quickly divided the tasks for the guardians of the ancient pagoda .

Chen Ping also carefully read the runes. The text of these runes is not like the ancient text next to the picture of a beautiful woman coming out of the bath.

It is a rune similar to a talisman.

...the restraint used to imprison the severed arm?

Chen Ping couldn't figure this out for the time being, so he could only record these runes abruptly.

Runes are not as regular and easy to memorize as words. Many lines are intertwined and complicated. The distance between runes and the thickness of rune lines will affect the effect of rune restraint. It needs to be memorized accurately.

Sudden.

The severed arm in the tower swayed slowly, and when everyone was attracted to look at it, a coercive force centered on the severed arm, rippling in an instant.

"Boom!"

Ripples of coercion scattered.

Caught off guard, several Foundation Establishment cultivators were thrown flying by the coercion and hit the cave wall behind them.

The sculpture collapsed.

A few golden elixirs in the field even knelt down at once, and the rest of the golden elixirs struggled to hold on.

At that moment, Chen Ping released his vigorous spiritual power. Fortunately, standing far enough away, he barely resisted the coercion.

Such a strong coercion.

Not only is it strong, but it also has a sense of willpower oppression that makes people bow down and surrender.

Before everyone could react, a deep voice came from the broken arm:

"Zhao Changxing, you're here!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ping felt that the voice seemed to be directed at him, and that dull sigh made his mind numb.

It was like a soul torture.

It was just the sound of a broken arm, but it was far more direct to the soul than Chi Liang's sigh at the beginning.

‘Zhao Changxing, you’re here. ’... This plain greeting kept echoing in his heart, shaking his mind so much that he couldn't be pure.

Zhao Changxing?

who is it?

Not only Chen Ping, but everyone heard this dull voice.

They all came up with the same idea, that is who Zhao Changxing is.

A Golden Core cultivator and Jiang Youwei looked at each other, stepped forward and said:

"Well, I, Zhao Changxing, are here."

As soon as the words fell, the Golden Core cultivator flew out suddenly, and "poof" a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air. Even though there were a few Jindan monks with sharp eyesight and quick hands who tried to hold him back immediately, they still couldn't stop him from hitting the cave wall with a "bang", causing a burst of broken stones to splash everywhere.

"You're not Zhao Changxing!" The broken arm sighed again:

"You are too weak, you just learned the same swordsmanship as him, and you have learned a little superficially."

Everyone looked at the Golden Core cultivator who was vomiting blood.

Only Chen Ping took two steps back again.

This time, even though he used the Soul Whip and Pluto's Soul Splitting Technique to protect himself, the question still hit his mind, making his scalp numb.

Only he knew that Broken Arm wasn't talking about the blood-spitting monk.

but him.

This kind of soulful dialogue cannot be faked.

Chen Ping even seemed to see a phantom of a golden toad floating on the broken arm for a split second.

Yaozu?

Chen Ping was shocked.

Didn't you say it was the Demon Ancestor?

Who is Zhao Changxing?

But when he fixed his eyes to observe this time, the phantom had disappeared. Chen Ping didn't know if his soul was attacked and he had hallucinations.

"Senior, I have no intention of disturbing you. I just want to get out of the Canglan grassland. Please help me. The kindness of helping me will be remembered in my life." Jiang Youwei took a step forward and saluted.

"Canglan Grassland? Where is it?" Broken Arm questioned.

It's like questioning, more like asking yourself.

In the confusion of everyone looking at me and seeing you, the broken arm made another voice:

"Who am I? Where am I?"

"Zhao Changxing, who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was taken aback.

Chen Ping was also confused.

You don't even know who Zhao Changxing is, how do you remember this name? Remember this sense of swordsmanship?

"senior……"

Jiang Youwei still wanted to speak, but at this moment, the cave wall began to vibrate violently, and the attraction appeared instantly.

Chen Ping had expected it, and knew that the time had come.

He glanced at the severed arm and the runes one last time, putting on layers of defense.

next breath.

He finds himself back on the ground - in the valley where the mysterious ruins are located.

There are still some monks fighting the monsters in the valley, but obviously the monsters have begun to gain the upper hand.

"Fellow daoists, don't want to fight any more, retreat. Return the way you came." Jiang Youwei shouted.

"Master, don't kill, retreat." Seeing that Xiyue in the distance was still beating monsters one by one with spells, Chen Ping hurriedly sent a voice transmission.

This cheap master is addicted, isn't it?

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping ignored others, and quickly retreated along the way he came.

It can be seen that not everyone fell into the underground palace, but a considerable number of monks are still fighting on the ground. The other two leaders who cast spells with Jiang Youwei to break the formation have never appeared in the underground palace from the beginning to the end. They seem to have a clear division of labor.

But after such a long time, the wilderness has been alarmed and rushed to the wilderness, the situation has been turned upside down.

The death rate of monks on the ground is probably no less than that in the underground palace.

Chen Ping saw that not many people were rushing back at this moment.

In this battle, I am afraid that the loss will be heavy.