"The road map the Wang family gave us is fake, at least it's not the truly safe one they have."
Lu Fan stood up from the ground and took a deep breath: "When I got the road map before, I noticed that it looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere."
"But this was my first time in Northern Xinjiang, my first contact with Ziyue Valley and Shifang City, so at the time I just thought it was an illusion. But now that I think about it, in fact, when Wang Changqing discovered that the furnace cauldron was broken, he was furious.
Then, I should have noticed a clue."
"Lu Fan, what do you mean?"
Hai Ziyuan raised her head, and on that baby face, apart from tears, there was more anger.
She felt that it was Lu Fan who killed her sister.
If it weren't for Lu Fan, Yang Zipei would not have died an unexpected death.
Lu Fan is the murderer.
The black butterfly just stood there quietly, expressionless, and did not speak.
"The bronze tripod placed on the sacrificial platform is actually the key, or clue, for the Wang family to find the secret realm of Ziyue Valley."
Lu Fan didn't look back, he just said it to himself.
"If you don't believe it, just turn on your mobile phone and look at the photo of the bronze tripod you took at that time, and then look at the map in your hand, and you'll know everything."
Everyone was stunned.
Then he took the phone out of his pocket and unlocked the screen.
Since entering northern Xinjiang, mobile phones have basically had no signal.
After entering Ziyue Valley, they were completely isolated from the outside world.
Living in the secret realm of Ziyue Valley, they even forgot that they were modern people.
After Lu Fan reminded them, they suddenly realized. They hurriedly picked out their mobile phones from their arms and found in the photo album the photos of the bronze tripod that they had taken that night at the Shifang City sacrificial platform.
Following Lu Fan's prompts, they found a few pictures. The ones taken recently by the bronze tripod were also the clearest ones.
Then several people gathered together and took out the map and unfolded it.
I glanced back and forth at the map route and the bronze tripod.
A full five minutes.
Everyone was stunned.
No one spoke anymore, they just held their mobile phones and maps. They seemed stupid and didn't respond for a long time.
"The power display patterns on this bronze tripod are almost exactly the same as the Purple Moon Valley route on the map!"
The faces of Jiang He and others showed shock.
That statue is engraved on the bronze tripod, representing the division of power, seemingly without rules.
But once they are hit by power and connected by light, the pattern formed turns out to be the route map to the Purple Moon Valley on the map!
And, obviously.
When this map was drawn, someone struck a higher power.
They compared maps and photos, and were shocked to find out.
"Seventy Cauldrons!"
"This road map is drawn according to the power route of the Seventy Cauldrons. Can anyone actually achieve the power of the Seventy Cauldrons on it?"
Everyone said in shock.
The Seventy Cauldron is simply a terrifying existence that cannot be tolerated in this world.
"No, there is someone who seems to be able to."
Jiang He suddenly reacted and looked at Lu Fan in shock: "Wang Changqing! This was typed by Wang Changqing, and he also drew the map. Are you saying that this map is fake?"
