Everyone calmed down, as if an invisible weight suddenly fell from the sky, pressing against everyone, making people unable to breathe.
Countless people died here, and the blood rain had been here for a long time. Those blood could not tell who it was, or the blood of the righteous monks or the blood of monsters.
Inside the gate is a wide and flat stone path. On both sides of the stone path are shallow pools. In the night, the water surface reflects the stars and moons in the sky.
There were ripples on the water surface, and there were fish in it, swimming silently and silently.
Her trance was discovered by Shi'er.
"What's wrong?"
"How could there be fish in the water?"
"For a long time, follow the spring water from another place."
Qiuqiu felt very uncomfortable here.
She remembered the tragic tragedy before Guo Ci's life and death. Is it here?
Qiuqiu turned around and looked around.
There was a wildfire burning somewhere, and wisps of smoke floated over. There was a stone-carved animal head not far from the two sides of the pond, with different shapes. There were fish, birds, and some of them couldn't recognize what it was.
The water droplets dripped from the mouth of the stone fish, breaking the smooth water surface as smooth as a mirror. The calm stars and moon and night sky above were twisted and turbulent, and ripples slowly spread out.
Someone in the team whispered: "This place is so evil."
Perhaps it was because of the night color that everyone felt this way in their hearts, and many people held the hilt of the sword.
The stone path soon came to an end, and a tower appeared in front of them.
It may not be appropriate to use the word "appearance". The tower was there. It was just because the night was heavy, and it might be... for some other reasons. Before I got closer, Qiuqiu did not find a tower here.
"This is……?"
There was no such tower in the memory she saw.
"This tower was built by later generations, and the seal is under the tower."
The tower door was closed tightly, and the guard was the first to step forward and pushed the tower door open.
The door shaft made a squeaking sound, and it spread from afar in the silence.
The sound was as sharp as something was passing through the eardrums. Qiuqiu couldn't help but tremble.
The door was also dark, and a cool breeze blew from it, Qiuqiu closed his eyes.
As the wind blows on my face, there seems to be something else.
Her heart moved slightly, but when she opened her eyes, the feeling disappeared.
It was still the people from Jiufeng who were walking in front.
Qiuqiu and Shi'er walked side by side.
The lamppost next to the door suddenly lit up automatically.
The dark red flames leaped slightly in the stone lamp, illuminating the stone steps in front of them.
The lampposts extend all the way down, dotted and stretched into the extremely deep darkness.
This illuminates it like a road to hell.
Someone wanted to find the sealed place before.
Although I heard the news about the monster, many people were half-believing and half-doubted. Some suspected that the monster did not exist at all, and some even pretended to be a god and a ghost to eliminate the stranger. There were not only one or two people with this idea.
Some people also think that even if the monster is real, it may not be the leaked fish in the previous battle, and it was not sealed. However, the vitality was severely damaged, so they found a secluded and desolate place to hide, and they might still reproduce. Now the ones who are in trouble are the remaining evil seeds.
There are also many people holding the latter idea.
Because people are always like this, they are always unwilling to believe in the worst possibility when encountering things.
Among the living people, I have never seen the miserable situation when the monsters were raging, but everyone has heard of the legend.
It was a catastrophe on earth. After more than ten years of hard battle, every sect was greatly damaged. Some were even destroyed, and the inheritance of Taoism was destroyed.
Monsters are terrible and irresistible.
With this idea in mind, I refused to believe that there would be problems with the seal.
Qiuqiu looked at the stone steps that stretched downwards, and the lights of the stone lamps on both sides flickered and darker.
Shi'er walked down.
Qiuqiu followed closely.
Her skirt was dragged onto the stone steps, and the corners of her clothes were gently waving.
A disciple from Ziyun Pavilion walking behind whispered to the person next to him: "Who is that girl?"
"I heard it was the Taoist companion of the peak master."
"Tsk, what kind of beauty I thought I was..."
"Speak softly, maybe they are very capable."
"It's very capable," the man's voice was sour: "Otherwise, if you're not old and hook up with such a person, what else can you worry about in your life?"
These sounds are mixed with footsteps and other people's whispers, and they appear very blurred.
Qiuqiu didn't hear this at all, and even if she heard it, she wouldn't care.
Some people always use their own mentality to guess what others do, and use their own principles to weigh and judge others' behaviors.
That is to say, judge a gentleman by his villain's heart.
Her attention has not been too focused, and she will be in a daze from time to time.
Something permeates the night.
It's not smoke, nor fog, nor sound.
Qiuqiu actually didn't see anything, it was just a feeling.
Like...a smell.
She couldn't tell what it smelled, she hadn't smelled it before.
Very light, and sometimes faint.
But no one else seemed to notice it.
Even Shi'er is the same.
What does it smell?
There is a turning point in the middle of the stone steps, constantly extending deeper and deeper.
A young man behind him became impatient and whispered: "Is the monster an evil ghost emerging from the eighteenth floor underground?"
The person walking in the front stopped, and the people behind didn't know what was wrong, so they leaned together nervously.
When the stone steps reached the end, there was a deep ravine in front, which was not deep. Two narrow iron chains were pulled above.
This used to be a cable bridge, but over the years, no one came here, so of course no one would repair and maintain it. The bridge boards were decayed, leaving only iron cables.
You can't control the sword here, and you can't jump past it.
Shi'er reached out and held Qiuqiu's hand. He stepped onto the iron chain first.
A strong wind suddenly broke out in the deep ravine, and the iron cable was blown and swayed. The people on the iron cable were even more up and down like small boats on the stormy waves.
Qiuqiu's clothes and hairbands were swaying in the strong wind, and he was about to be blown down from his head.
The people behind them were shocked to see them.
But they still walked to the opposite side safely.
Following the steps were Elder Cao and Guan Wei.
Yuxia glanced at the person standing beside her.
Fang Zhenren reached out to her.
Yuxia put her hand in his palm.
The iron chain under his feet was so slippery that it was not stressed at all. Yuxia Zhenren was fully focused and tried her best to maintain balance.
She didn't pay attention to the expression of Fang Zhenren beside her.
She didn't see the concerned gaze he cast.
This experience made him lose his mind for a moment.
A long time ago, they had walked across the narrow bridge on the river in hand in hand. The flowing streams hit the bluestone of the bridge piers, and snow-white and crystal water splashed.
There were water drops on her face. When she smiled, she looked like a fresh flower with dew.
What was he thinking at that time?
He suddenly remembered what he thought at that time.
He hopes that moment will be eternal.
He hopes that the bridge will never have to be completed.
What is not important at the other end of the bridge? What is important is that they are the only ones on the bridge, and they are with each other without any distractions.
The look at that time. The mood at that time.
Now it seems like a different life, and there is no trace of it.
Suddenly I stepped onto the ground.
Zhenren Fang lowered his head a little confused, and they had already reached the other side.
Yuxia's hand twitched back.
Fang Zhenren slowly held his hand.
Someone behind him exclaimed, and Yuxia Zhenren turned to see.
Some people's ornaments were probably not tied tightly, and they were slid off by the wind. Without any sound, they were swept to the bottom of the deep abyss by the wind.
The man gave in and dared not cross the bridge.
After counting, I found about a dozen people who dared not cross the bridge, and the female disciples in Ziyu Pavilion accounted for the majority.
The people of the Central Plains sect retreated to them at all. In their opinion, the women of Ziyu Pavilion are just relying on the strong, relying on others to breathe, and living extremely humble. They came to the sealed land. They must have wanted to make more good relationships and seek some dewy love while the fun was busy. They did not come to kill demons and eliminate demons. Now that they are really moving, they are afraid.
If it were normal, people would inevitably be slick and wanted to get some advantage, but no one was in this mood now.
There are still a few left behind, most of whom are young and shallow in cultivation. The teacher is worried, so he asked them to wait here without having to go there with them.
They are now in the very deep underground. How deep are they? Qiuqiu can't explain it clearly. But it's strange that there is no such suffocation and obstruction as ordinary caves and crypts here. On the contrary, the air here is circulating, and the wind is even stronger than on the ground.
The wind blew through the empty cave and made a whimpering sound, as if someone was crying and shouting.
The smell became clear.
Qiuqiu looked at the edge of the heavily sealed magic circle ahead.
She thought, what she smelled might be the smell of seals.
The seal is carved with many rare materials. Of course, after so many years, the smell should have dissipated.
But she felt that she could just smell it.
When Guo Cisheng drew the formation, he added his own blood.
Perhaps what Qiuqiu smelled at this time was the smell of blood that once flowed here.
Shi'er bent her fingers and flicked them gently.
A meteor-like speed light flew out from his fingertips, staying in the air, emitting a blue light.
Qiuqiu lowered his head.
A blue light lit up at her feet.
The flat ground turned out to be traced. The winding light was like mercury splashed all over the ground, flowing like countless silver fish swimming in the black pond.
Then these intermittent silver threads continued little by little.
The huge, blue-silver array map spread out completely in front of you, like a vast galaxy, with a flash of light.
Qiuqiu couldn't make any sound or even breathe.
Very beautiful,
Very magnificent...
But what she thought of was Guo Cisheng jumping into the formation.
The more beautiful everything in front of her, the more uncomfortable she feels.
This is the seal paved with the lives of many people. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
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