The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhang Qing and Hua Hong chased the two figures, but found that no matter how they chased, they could not catch up with the two figures. It was as if after the conversation at Li Tuizhi's hometown where he was recovering from his injuries, there was a wave of An inexplicable force separates the two.

Therefore, Zhang Qinghe always kept some distance from the two of them.

"Senior, stay here, I have something to ask!"

Zhang Qinghe is now convinced that Wude Xingjun can see him, and can even travel through hundreds of years of time and space to have a conversation with him.

But no matter how loudly he shouted or asked, Lord Wude Xing still turned a deaf ear and walked forward side by side with the little child, carrying the ancient bronze coffin that was taller than ordinary people.

"Senior, stay here! I know senior can see me, I have something to ask!"

Obviously they were not walking very fast, they had neither turned into rainbows, nor had they used any footwork, but Zhang Qinghe was out of reach, and the two of them were even getting further and further away, as if they were about to disappear at the end of their sight.

"senior!"

Zhang Qinghe gritted his teeth, took out a treasure medicine to replenish qi and blood from his mysterious bag, chewed it down in big gulps, and the blood escape started to circulate. The rainbow light that was originally a plain color due to the characteristics of his spiritual essence immediately turned red. , the spiritual energy around him shook, and his speed was so fast that even ordinary returning monks could not catch up.

The two of them walked in front calmly, and he turned into a rainbow and rushed quickly.

But it presents a strange scene - the former is extremely slow, the latter is extremely fast, but the latter cannot catch up with the former in any way.

"Gan..."

Zhang Qinghe obviously also discovered this problem. He knew that this was interference from some kind of causal level. He couldn't know more. He could only try his best to keep the two of them within his sight and see if they were Not going to the place you want.

The surrounding scenery continued to pass by, and the stars above his head also changed their general appearance.

The secret realm was not big, so the two people walked slowly to a huge stone door in the southeast corner and stepped in slowly.

From Zhang Qinghe's perspective, two figures, one long and one young, slowly submerged in front of the closed stone door, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough, the place where Wude Xingjun and the sword-wielding spirit officer who looks exactly like Zhang Yuan are going is this inheritance place."

Zhang Qinghe also stood in the stone gate. He raised his head and looked up. The stone gate was covered with dense Taoist texts, like stars. Zhang Qinghe was a little confused. It was just a place of inheritance. Why do we need to make such complicated arrangements?

The restrictions on the talisman array above have reached an area that he cannot understand.

However, he didn't have time to think so much at the moment. He followed Li Tuizhi's instructions and slowly stretched out his left index finger, condensing a stream of spiritual energy in his right hand. The extremely sharp spiritual energy passed by, revealing a shallow wound. , Zhang Qinghe took advantage of the situation and forced out a drop of blood.

The drop of essence and blood slowly fell onto the complicated Taoist inscriptions engraved on the stone gate, and immediately turned into a small snake of blood that surged up like a living creature. Little by little, it connected the Taoist inscriptions with a mysterious pattern, and finally The inspiration shines brightly.

Zhang Qinghe had already been mentally prepared. He was calm and calm amid the dazzling aura, and did not show panic and timidity because of Shimen's violent reaction.

"The talisman formation restrictions placed by the ancestors have the ability to filter blood. If you want to enter the inheritance place, you must use your own blood to open its portal. This is the first thing you need to pay attention to in the inheritance place."

Li Tuizhi's words rang in Zhang Qinghe's mind, making him think clearly.

Talisman array prohibition... bloodline...

He always felt that the connection between these two words gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

While Zhang Qinghe was thinking, the stone door slowly opened with a dull low sound. Hundreds of years of accumulated dust and the thickness of the years rushed towards Zhang Qinghe's face. He gathered his spiritual energy and made a breeze. , and slowly pushed away the billowing smoke clouds that blocked the view in front of me.

——As if a huge square made entirely of some kind of dark iron spread out in front of Zhang Qinghe's sight, the entire square seemed to be one whole, with no trace of connection at all. It was obviously completely devoid of beauty, but it had a strange simplicity and depression. , as expected, the black iron is also engraved with countless Taoist texts.

"This kind of iron material..."

Zhang Qinghe frowned and recalled that he seemed to have seen this kind of iron somewhere.

He slowly fell into deep thought, rummaging through his memory...

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"May I ask what kind of protective gear Miss Le Yao has on her?"

"Oh, yes. Before I went on the road, my father gave me a ring, saying it would protect me."

Zhang Leyao showed an uncarved iron ring in the palm of her hand to the duty officer, with the word "Suppressing Demons" deeply engraved on it...

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"It's made of the same material as that iron ring... According to Liu Zhui, that thing can prevent low-level monks from being infected and alienated." Zhang Qinghe suddenly realized.

Not only that, the cold iron chains wrapped layer by layer on Wude Xingjun's coffin, judging from the feeling that the aura brought to him, were probably made of this kind of material.

"What kind of iron is this that can curb the infection spread by the immortals unintentionally? And this kind of iron must be used..."

Zhang Qinghe turned his head and looked towards the center of the entire formation restriction, where two coffins lay quietly.

He had seen the smaller coffin. It was the bronze coffin that Wude Xingjun was carrying at that time. It was wrapped with layers of cold iron chains made of the same material as the demon-suppressing ring. However, it was now dead and silent, unlike Wude Xingjun. The noisy energy carried on the back is completely different.

As for the other coffin... it was simply made of cast iron. It didn't look like it was made for people. It was several feet long.

The iron coffin exuding a terrifying aura was also imprisoned with layers of Taoist inscriptions. The coffin slowly shrank between dawn and death, exuding a terrifying aura, and there were countless golden Gods of Order extending from the formation on the ground. The chain clip was wrapped with a series of snarling Taoist texts, tightly trapping the being inside.

Not only that, when the divine chain twists, it also absorbs the power of the existence inside bit by bit, supporting the operation of the entire small world.

Needless to say, Wude Xingjun placed his bronze coffin next to the cold iron coffin placed by Prince Yin, borrowing the continuous suppressive power.

If the secret realm is the center of the Zhen'an formation, then this inheritance place is the center of the entire secret realm.

Zhang Qinghe originally thought that it was outrageous enough for Prince Yin to capture a saint-level evil creature from the secret realm and use it as a power bank for the Zhen'an Formation, but he did not expect that in order to protect the secret realm from being invaded by the strange outside world, it seemed...

It seems like I caught something from the sky? !

Zhang Qinghe couldn't believe what he saw after combining his spiritual vision with the emperor's vision...