Chapter 1824 Three Black Stones

In order to ensure that there are no accidents, Ye Tian manipulated the avatar outside his body, and climbed up Wulai Peak carefully.

Without the slightest sign of trouble, the avatar outside the body quietly came to this practice room.

Along the way, the external avatar did not see any other living beings.

The distance was enough, Ye Tian immediately exchanged places with the avatar outside him.

This doesn't count as a jump in space, so the sky dungeon didn't work, imprisoning Ye Tian.

It was still pitch black. It wasn't until Ye Tian activated the Demon King's Eye again that the darkness gradually faded away.

Four weeks later, it returned to its original state. The extremely peaceful practice room seemed a little dark for some reason.

Ye Tian never forgot his purpose, what he brought was the components of the chaotic stele. But he didn't know whether the young man took it away.

But no matter what, the search is always going on.

Hard work paid off, and Ye Tian quickly found a secret compartment. This compartment is relatively small, and a sheepskin scroll and a fan-shaped black stone are placed inside.

Ye Tian accepted the black stone, and then opened the parchment.

Inside the sheepskin scroll, words were densely written. Ye Tian read it and felt it. This seems to be some kind of conspiracy...

"Chengjian fell today. I don't know why, but I always feel that there is something strange about it. Not only was it quietly buried, but there was no corpse, but also the three black stones on the chaotic stele."

"Everyone knows the function of the black stone. Once three of them are gathered and placed on the Stele of Destiny, it will attract visions. But the Stele of Chaos is just an ordinary obelisk on Wulai Peak. , but it doesn’t seem to have any effect.”

"The headmaster told his disciples that the black stone was to protect Cheng Jian's spiritual body, but who knows that the black stone is just an ordinary stone when it is taken out alone?"

"The Stele of Destiny is hidden somewhere under Wulai Peak. This is a secret that belongs to me alone. I want to get the Black Stone and change the fate of my mortal body!"

Then, there is a fault. Ye Tian knew at a glance that several pages of the diary here had been torn out artificially. Fortunately, there is still content behind.

"The headman found me! I have to escape. Heishi, I only took one, why should he wrong me for taking the third? It is said that Cheng Dao in the sect also took one and hid it in the thatched hut , but he was not found!"

This is the last page of the diary. Ye Tian put down the parchment, and glanced at the small room again.

In the corner of the room, there was a wisp of dust, quietly huddled in the corner. Ye Tian can deduce the identity of the other party based on his spiritual knowledge.

It was a monk with a mortal body, and his realm probably fluctuated around the third level of the barren land. The aura was comparable to the aura on the parchment scroll, and it was basically possible to determine the other party's identity.

"Because you stole the black stone, you hid here for thousands of years, even turned into a wisp of ashes, and you don't want to escape?" Ye Tian made a preliminary conclusion, then shook his head and left here.

According to the parchment scroll, it is very likely that there is no corpse in Cheng Jian's tombstone. In other words, it is very likely that Cheng Jian is not dead.

The locations of the Black Stone and the Stele of Destiny are mentioned in the parchment scrolls. The Chaos Stele has always been a lie.

Ye Tian was still skeptical. It is impossible to believe everything.

In front of the ancestral hall, there happened to be a thatched cottage. Remembering what the parchment scroll said, Ye Tian walked in without hesitation.

This is a very simple thatched hut, the bed is made of thatch, and there are not even qualified wooden boards. Futons can't be made, so we use thatch to form a weird meditation place.

Ye Tian always felt that that thing would fall apart at any time. From the front of the futon, there is another extremely simple table.

It can be seen that no one has dealt with the table for a long time. Not to mention being devoured into a bad shape, the thick bark alone can prove something.

There is not much room to search in this house, Ye Tian first set his eyes on the bed.

After all, it was the largest piece of furniture in the thatched cottage.

With a wave of his hand, the devil embers separated from Ye Tian's body and gradually swept across the thatched bed. Soon, thatch will disappear.

It's a pity that there is no trace of Black Stone among them.

Black Stone has no breath, even though Ye Tian radiated his consciousness, he got nothing. No choice but to continue to inspect one by one.

Ye Tian put his eyes on the ground. The thatch and weeds on the ground are perfect for hiding secret passages.

The magic embers were about to come out, and once again eroded all the weeds. It's a pity that the bare ground is exposed, and there is no so-called secret passage at all.

"Could it be a futon?" Ye Tian's gaze was finally on the futon. Apart from this, there is only a table.

But compared to the table, the probability of futon is much higher. A burst of magic embers swept across, and a black stone really fell to the ground.

The fan-shaped radian just shows its identity. Ye Tian accepted it and left the thatched cottage.

As everyone knows, under the table in the thatched hut, there is a group of thatch clinging to the bottom of the table, gradually gathering together.

Right now, Ye Tian is only short of the last black stone. And around the ancestral hall, there is only the last boundary left.

It was a room similar to the Sutra Pavilion. After Ye Tian walked in, he saw that the interior was full of books.

Misfortune to the East, Meteor Sword Formation, Golden Light Divine Eye Technique, etc., are all available. Ye Tian picked up a book and wanted to read it, but found that there was no font inside.

Every book is like this, they are all wordless scriptures.

It is indeed quite difficult to search for a black stone in the huge Sutra Library.

Ye Tian went to the counter and looked up the layout of the books. He wanted to try to find out what was tricky, and then combined with the typesetting of Black Stone...

In this way, it might be possible to quickly locate the Black Stone.

It's a pity that there is no rule in the typesetting of books, and without exception, all of them are exercises in the category of divine skills.

It's a bit weird. If the sect is powerful, it is still reasonable to get one or two books of magic skills as high-level reading for inner disciples.

But the magical skills are laid out like cabbage, and even the disciples with the lowest authority can look them up. Such a thing is unheard of.

Ye Tian used the magic embers to make them fall into the scripture storage pavilion. Soon, those shelves and books that get in the way are eroded.

The specific structure of the entire Sutra Pavilion was immediately exposed to the air.

It's a pity that there is still no news about Heishi. Ye Tian swept around, and suddenly saw a hole beside the counter. This hole was previously blocked by a bookshelf, so people couldn't find it.

Now, it is exposed to the air. The hole extends inward, and Ye Tian doesn't know where the final destination is.

On the side of the cave entrance, there are also runestone blessings. Obviously, this is a teleportation formation.

In order to maintain the integrity of the formation, Ye Tian cautiously approached the formation. With the sound of rushing water...

The space where Ye Tian is located has changed.

This is a pink space. The peach blossoms and cherry blossoms everywhere make the world pink.

Among them, there happened to be an orange cat that looked harmless to humans and animals, with a black stone in its mouth, and glanced at Ye Tian.

Afterwards, the orange cat turned its head and left without any intention of looking at Ye Tian again.

Ye Tian naturally hurried after him. But the orange cat got into the woods, but disappeared. No matter whether it is the detection of spiritual consciousness or the observation of imprints, there is nothing.

"Do you have the ability to hide?" Ye Tian said solemnly, observing the route on the ground.

There is clearly a bit of wet mud here, and every step will be engraved on it.

Suddenly, low growls came from the depths of the forest.

Ye Tian walked by following the sound, but saw a huge lion-like creature in a corner.

There are tentacles on its forehead, it is huge, and there are a pair of pure white wings on its back, exuding the air of a king in the air.

Sky Horned Dragon Winged Lion, one of the ancient mythical beasts. At this time, the black stone was at the feet of the Tianhorn Dragon Wing Lion.

Wanting to take the Black Stone, it is inevitable to have a hard fight. But right now, the Heavenly Horned Dragon Winged Lion is only at the eighth level of cultivation in the Barren Land.

Repeatedly, the embers suddenly fell from the sky and adsorbed on the body of the Tianhorn Dragon Wing Lion. Mo Jin continuously absorbed the divinity in it, but Ye Tian did not receive any energy feedback.

I saw the Tianjiao Dragon Wing Lion waved its wings, and the demon ember fell to the ground like an unowned object.

The shape has not arrived, but the breath has arrived.

Ye Tian felt that there was a wind behind him suddenly, and it blew hard on his body. The powerful force caused Ye Tian to fly backwards.

"It's not the eighth level of the barren land..." Ye Tian looked down, brushed off the dust on his body, and kept traveling in space.

The aura of Zhenxianjian suddenly rose, and a sense of death permeated the air. The Tianjiao Dragon Wing Lion still didn't show any signs of panic, and even wanted to resist Ye Tian's attack head-on.

In an instant, the Immortal Immortal Sword radiated golden light, and the crown of the sword shone with bursts of red light. The red world occupies the perspective of the Tianhorn Dragon Wing Lion.

The Tianjiao Dragon Wing Lion just waved its palm lightly, and above the sky, a big palm slapped down hard, shaking the whole world three times.

Ye Tian flickered, slashing and slashing to avoid the big palm. The Zhenxian Sword cut fragments in the air, and suddenly embedded them into the body of the Tianjiao Dragon Wing Lion.

This sword shocked the body of the Tianjiao Dragon Wing Lion, and then its body turned into a void, and the Immortal Suppressing Sword that had been inserted directly into its body was exposed to the air.

The smell of blood filled the air, but Ye Tian couldn't detect the opponent's position.

"There are some restrictions in this area of ​​the world." Ye Tian shook his head, giving up using his divine sense to win.

Here, his divine sense repeatedly made mistakes. It's not that he lacks mental strength, it's mainly because Ye Tian can always feel a certain special existence when communicating with the divine consciousness, and isolates it.

About two breaths passed, and the figure of Tianjiaolongyishi appeared again.

Ye Tian didn't attack. He has seen many such low-level tricks.

I saw Ye Tian turning around and slashing out with a sword. Just a few short sword strikes, the sky and the earth have changed color for it!

This is not just a few sword strikes, but the ultimate sword strike at the pinnacle level. The space is cut, and all kinds of emptiness emerge in the air.

The real body of Tianhorn Dragon Wing Lion appeared and fell down swayingly. Its body was chopped into pieces by the five swords, and its soul was also shattered into the air.

The third black stone entered Ye Tian's pocket smoothly.

Ye Tian scanned the space, and after confirming that there was nothing else to obtain, he walked straight towards the original teleportation array.

Back to the Sutra Pavilion again. At this time, the Sutra Pavilion has undergone some changes.

The bookshelves were moved by someone, and once again stood among them. Even the books were sorted one by one, and the dust still existed.

It was as if no one had ever set foot here.

Ye Tian left here clearly, how could he not know all kinds of situations?

Spiritual consciousness scattered, still nothing. There is no life around.

But at this moment, a cold arm rested on Ye Tian's back, and the touch was clearly the hand of a dead person.

"A wronged soul?" Ye Tian turned around calmly and glanced at the woman.

This woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, her whole body is faint blue, she is wearing extremely simple clothes, and the attached, extremely faint mark of death.

There are indications that this woman has been dead for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Ye Tian asked. The reason why wronged souls leave the world is precisely because they are wronged, unwilling to enter the past life like this, and are finally expelled back to the world.

Although Ye Tian didn't want to get involved in such things, but this is Wulai Peak, and there is still a lot of news that he doesn't know.

If you can get some information from the mouth of the wronged soul, it is not a loss-making business.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly said, "I... I am Cheng Ling, the administrator of the Sutra Pavilion."

"You have been dead for a long time, and you are just a wronged soul at this moment." Seeing the woman's expression was wrong, Ye Tian explained it clearly.

Faced with such a wronged soul, Ye Tian didn't have time to fight wits and bravery. Instead of letting her slowly find out that she was dead, it's better to take the initiative to inform her.

Cheng Ling smiled bitterly, nodded in confusion, and said, "Yes, I have been dead for a long time. Since then, you are the first one to set foot in the Sutra Pavilion and walk out of the secret realm."

"You died with injustice, and you can only be freed if you settle the debt of injustice." Ye Tian said, implying that the other party should tell the grievance.

However, Cheng Ling shook her head and said: "It's just a trivial matter, I obviously don't care about it, who knows... it will survive in the world like this?"

Cheng Ling's voice gradually became a little frustrated, but she quickly adjusted and said seriously: "Since the time when Cheng was buried under the sword, things have become more and more weird."

"In Wulai Peak, disciples are allowed to have Taoist companions. My husband is He Guan, that is, a missionary."

Ye Tian thought for a moment. He Guan was basically locked in because of the person who wrote the parchment scroll.

"Although He Guan only has the third-level cultivation in the barren land, as a mortal body, it only took him less than a year to achieve such an achievement. Even the Tianjiao who possesses the holy body in the comparison clan has surpassed him." No less than."

"That's why he was chosen as a preacher. But on the day of preaching, the sect leader suddenly fought violently. If He Guan didn't escape quickly, he might have died on the spot."

"He Guan fled all the way to Xianmen Pass, down the Bohe River, and hid in Shen Ming's Mansion for a while. The Zongmen didn't show much kindness to him, so He Guan was very determined to leave."

"It's just that after a while, He Guan went back and forth and found me again. He would come every day and night to inquire about some news, such as preaching time, rest time of the head master and so on."

"Later, Heguan disappeared completely. On Chengjian's tombstone, three black stones disappeared. At the same time, the head of the sect also became thinner and thinner, and died soon after."

Having said this, Cheng Ling's eyes dimmed.

"I know that Heguan has a plan, which is the soul-phagating method. The spell needs to be arranged, and naturally one needs to know the time schedule in the sect, so that it can be arranged."

"Soul-eating Dafa, in the end, only two will die, without exception. Obviously, the master was cursed by He Guan. Later, I also knew why the master fought so hard."

"Because...they got the news from nowhere that He Guan knew the location of the Stele of Fate. How is that possible? He is only the third level of the barren land, seeing the Stele of Fate, the possibility of surviving is basically zero..."

After the words fell, Cheng Ling lowered her head and stopped talking.

Ye Tian nodded slightly, basically knowing the cause and effect of the matter. However, there seems to be a gap in the middle.

What is the situation on Chengjian's side, Ye Tian hasn't figured it out yet.

"He Guan died like this, but you... don't tell me you are living in the world as a wronged soul for him?" Ye Tian asked.

Cheng Ling nodded: "The reason why I know the reason for the master's attack is precisely because the suzerain himself came to arrest me and wanted to get information. No matter what I said, they didn't believe it, and finally locked me in the Among the iron slaves, thrown into the Po River."

The Iron Slave is a strange instrument of torture from ancient times. Its size needs to reproduce the human body, and the material is extremely heavy, which can lock the aura of the immortal cultivator.

Once dropped into the sea, it lies underwater forever. And the monks who went beyond the barren land would not be drowned at all.

In the end, they will only die in a dark, chest tight, and humid environment.

Seeing that Ye Tian's brows were tightly furrowed, Cheng Ling smiled lightly and said, "My heart is settled, and I don't have any grievances to resolve. It's just that someone knows my grief."

After the words fell, a puff of black smoke drifted, and Cheng Ling's soul also left the world.

Now that the three black stones have been obtained, Ye Tian wants to go to the ancestral hall to see what will happen.

Walking out of the Sutra Pavilion, the entire Wulai Peak is still lifeless, with no signs of life.

Ye Tian kept an eye out. After all, the previous youth has not yet appeared, and everything is unknown.

In the ancestral hall, the chaotic stele is still standing there, but what is surprising is the tomb beside it.

Cheng Jian's grave was dug up, and the inside was empty, with nothing in it.

Sure enough, as the ancestors said, there was no corpse in Chengjian's tomb. Except for an empty coffin, it is mud.

Ye Tian put the black stones into the chaotic steles one by one. In an instant, the entire ancestral hall began to become dark.

Looking around, the ancestral hall had a gate at some time, which was tightly closed, isolating the inside and outside.

The three black stones were inlaid in a circle and began to rotate continuously.

"The chaotic stele, isn't it useless?" Ye Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the black stone.