Chapter 535 Fire Stick

Yuan Ming and the other two followed Yan Xiang and the other two, heading towards the top of the mountain. Soon, they arrived at another platform area with a slightly lower terrain. There were two tall palaces with golden roofs and red walls facing each other not far away.

Gu Xuanyang and Qianbao Taoist, who were in the front, had already rushed to a palace on the right.

A circle of golden ring magic array appeared on the ground around the palace, and a golden light restriction in the shape of a golden bell was formed on it, covering the entire palace.

Gu Xuanyang said nothing and immediately bombarded the golden light restriction with the Golden Turtle Breaking Mountain Strike. Huge palm prints kept hitting the golden bell shield, causing the entire restriction to tremble violently, and the sound of "clang clang" of metal clashing kept coming out.

Yan Xiang and Lei He, who followed closely behind, saw this and rushed directly to the palace on the left without any hesitation, and began to try to break the restriction.

The styles of the two palaces were exactly the same, and the restrictions were no different.

Under Gu Xuanyang's continuous attack, the restriction has not been broken, and Yan Xiang and the other two are even worse.

After Yuan Ming and the other two arrived, they also took action immediately.

With the five people working together, the speed of breaking the restriction was greatly accelerated. Seeing that the golden light of the restriction in the hall was dimming little by little, it was expected that they would be able to enter the palace to search for treasures in a short time.

Several people showed a bit of joy on their faces, while Gu Xuanyang on the other side had a bit of an ugly face and increased the intensity of the attack.

"Yuan Daoyou..."

When Yuan Ming was attacking hard, the voice of the Shura Bloodthirsty Picture suddenly sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What's the matter?" He couldn't help but be slightly startled and asked in a voice transmission.

"The restriction here is about to be broken. I have something very important to tell you in advance." The spirit said.

Yuan Ming's attack speed slowed down. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong. He was very familiar with the voice of this spirit, but the tone of his speech was completely different from before.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Ming asked, continuing to use the magic weapon to attack the prohibition of the hall.

"After entering this hall, other things are not important. The black stick against the wall by the door is the most important. It must not fall into the hands of others. Remember, remember." The voice of the weapon spirit warned.

"The Shura Bloodthirsty Picture weapon spirit will not know these. Who are you? Did you control the weapon spirit?" Yuan Ming's voice suddenly turned cold, and he asked in a voice transmission.

Although the weapon spirit is not a cultivator, it also has a soul. His soul is getting stronger and stronger now. He can sense the soul fluctuations of the weapon spirit at this moment, which is different from before.

"Friend Yuan, I am indeed not a weapon spirit. I just have some origins with the Shura Bloodthirsty Picture. I communicate with you through this treasure. It is of great importance. Please don't blame me." The weapon spirit laughed and said.

"It is of great importance? Who are you?" Yuan Ming asked with a flash of thought.

"You can call me Qiye." The weapon spirit said.

"Qiye? Please forgive me for my ignorance. I have never heard of you. Are you from the East China Sea?" Yuan Ming thought carefully and said.

"I am from overseas, not from the East China Sea, so you naturally don't know me." Qiye laughed.

"You are from overseas! The overseas world outside the outer sea?" Yuan Ming was surprised.

"Yes." Qiye said calmly.

Yuan Ming remained silent. He had only heard of one person from overseas, the overseas visitor who had given Master Shura the Shura Bloodthirsty Map. Now there was another one in front of him.

Wait, this person just said that he had some connection with the Shura Bloodthirsty Map, so he could control the spirits to communicate with him. Could it be...

"So you are an overseas visitor, I am sorry. There are many cultivators in the Three Immortals Island now, and there are quite a few in the Yuanying stage. Why did you tell the next Jindan stage cultivator about the black stick? With your ability, even without the Shura Bloodthirsty Map as a medium, it should not be difficult to communicate with others." Yuan Ming asked tentatively.

"The reason I told you is because you have the Shura Bloodthirsty Map on you, and because I feel the aura of the Demon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique on you, and I think you and I have some connection. As for other people, I don't trust them." Qiye laughed.

After hearing this, Yuan Ming was basically sure that this person was the overseas visitor who gave the Shura Bloodthirsty Map to Master Shura.

"So that's how it is. Senior should be on Sanxian Island now, right? Why don't you show up to meet me?" he asked.

"Alas, it's not that I don't want to, but I really can't. You must have guessed my identity after you subdued the Shura Bloodthirsty Map. To be honest, I am now trapped on an island in a desperate situation and can't get out. The reason I contacted you, in addition to the first two reasons, there is another most important one, which is that I hope you can help me out of trouble for the sake of the Shura Bloodthirsty Map." Qiye sighed and said so.

"How do you want me to help you, senior?" Yuan Ming heard the words, and after a little hesitation, he asked.

"It's useless to tell you now. You must get the black stick first. When you get it, you will know what to do next. Of course, I won't let you work in vain. In return, I will help you get a real spiritual treasure on this Sanxian Island." Qiye said.

"Spiritual treasure!"

Hearing these two words, Yuan Ming's heart beat faster.

The weight of this thing is unimaginable in the heart of any Jindan, no, any Yuanying cultivator. You know, just a replica of a spiritual treasure can exert a powerful power that a magic weapon cannot exert, greatly improving one's own strength, not to mention a real spiritual treasure.

Although he already has the Shura Bloodthirsty Map, the more treasures such as Lingbao, the better.

However, Yuan Ming was not overwhelmed by Qiye's words full of temptation. Not to mention whether there was some truth or falsehood in his words, Yuan Ming could not be sure of his identity.

Who knows if this is one of the tests of Sanxian Island?

"If the senior can't explain in detail how to help, I think we should wait until the ban is broken before we talk." Yuan Ming said lightly.

"Friend Yuan... The time I can communicate with you through the spirit of the weapon is very short. If I continue to talk, he will find out. You must believe that I have no intention of harming you. You must do what I say, otherwise not only will I have to continue to be trapped in this Sanxian Island, but you, my friend, will eventually die..." Qiye's tone became a little hurried, but before he finished speaking, his voice gradually fell silent.

His last tone was almost pleading, which made Yuan Ming believe a little.

However, he was still rational. He could not trust a stranger based on his one-sided words. He was still skeptical and prepared to wait and see.

"By the way, who is the 'he' that Qi Ye is talking about? He seems to be very afraid of that 'he'?" Yuan Ming wondered in his heart.

Just as he was thinking, a dragon roar sounded, and Jin Hua Zhenren slashed down with a palm, and the ban attacked by several people finally collapsed and could no longer be maintained. It turned into golden light and shattered.

Several people were overjoyed and rushed to open the door of the hall and entered it.

Almost at the same time, the hall opposite also opened up, and Gu Xuanyang and Qianbao Taoist escaped into it.

After walking through a short corridor, Yuan Ming and others suddenly saw a clear view in front of them. A spacious hall about fifty or sixty feet long and wide appeared in front of them.

The light in the hall was quite dim, but it did not affect everyone's sight at all. The eyes of several people were almost attracted by a golden table in front of them at the same time.

On the golden table, there was a red stove, a dark red ancient painting, a fist-sized red round bead, and a delicately crafted red shuttle.

Yuan Ming's sight was only drawn to it for a moment, and he immediately subconsciously looked at the wall behind the door.

As Qiye said, on the wall behind the door on the right, there was a black short stick as thick as an arm and as long as a forearm. It was inserted diagonally in the gap of the wall, looking like a dirty fire stick, not attracting any attention at all.

While the others rushed to the golden table, Yuan Ming quietly pulled the black fire stick out of the wall, and even before he had time to check it carefully, he immediately put it into the storage magic weapon.

And just as he pulled out the fire stick, a golden light suddenly lit up at the gap in the wall, and a light golden page flew out of it.

"This is..." Yuan Ming grabbed it without hesitation and calmly put the golden page into his palm.

The moment he touched the golden page, the page turned into a golden light and sank into his palm, and at the same time, a message went directly into his mind.

Yuan Ming's expression changed slightly, and after his eyes flickered for a few times, he quickly regained his composure.

Fortunately, the other people were arguing fiercely for the treasures on the table, and they were all immersed in excitement at the moment. No one noticed these small movements and abnormal changes in Yuan Ming's expression behind him.

Yuan Ming's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he immediately found that there was an extra golden page there, with densely written words, enough for thousands of words.

In the blank space on the right side of the page, four large characters were written vertically in ancient seal characters: "Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book".

"Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book... Is this the Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book?"

Yuan Ming maintained a calm face, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He suppressed his excitement and began to carefully check the words on the golden page.

The book page recorded a secret technique called "Liujia Qimen". It was not much, but it was quite profound. If you didn't have some basic knowledge of numerology, it would not be easy to understand.

Fortunately, Yuan Ming had a wide range of knowledge and soon figured out the key points. He knew that this was a secret technique based on the eight trigrams and incorporating the changes of Qimen. It could take objects from a distance and use the secret technique to replace one's own spatial position with other things. If it was used properly in a battle with the enemy, it would often have the effect of winning by surprise.

Just as he was looking up the secret technique of "Liujia Qimen", the few people had already completed the distribution of the treasures on the table, and they had reached a preliminary consensus.

Among them, Jinhua Zhenren took the red furnace, Lei He took the ancient painting, and Yan Xiang got the fiery red round bead. Only when Long Chong tried to take the fiery red shuttle, an accident occurred.

That thing was very strange. When Long Chong grabbed it, its surface flashed red and it disappeared from his hands in an instant.

When Long Chong tried to grab it again, the thing had already become alive, and it flashed towards the direction of the palace gate.

Yan Xiang was overjoyed when he saw this and quickly waved his palm forward to grab it. Before his palm could reach, the flames condensed into a red palm, which grabbed the fiery red shuttle.

However, just when he thought he had succeeded, the fiery red shuttle in the red palm flashed again and disappeared.

Jin Hua Zhenren, who had put away the red furnace, flashed over, raised his hand to condense a ball of green water, and swallowed the fiery red shuttle. But the moment it touched, the thing flashed again, turned into a red light, and rushed straight out of the palace at an extremely fast speed.

Yuan Ming, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, was about to attack subconsciously, but his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he put down his hand that had just been raised.

At this time, two figures suddenly rushed over from outside the hall. They were Gu Xuanyang and Qianbao Taoist.

They also noticed the flying red shuttle, and their faces suddenly showed surprise. They couldn't help but secretly cursed Jin Hua Zhenren and his friends as trash.

Gu Xuanyang formed seals with both hands in front of him, and golden light spurted out from his palms, but it was completely different from the sharp aura when he used the Golden Turtle Breaking Mountain Strike before. Instead, it was a gentle force like golden silk.

As he pushed out his palms, a golden vortex immediately flew out from his palms and hit the red light.

When the red shuttle approached the golden vortex, it was still a little distance away, but it seemed to be suddenly pulled and crashed directly into the vortex.