After a night of rest, Zuo Lingquan set off again and searched for the place where the bones were buried in the long yellow sand.

Shangguan Lingye still relied on his magical power to sense the situation underground. Zuo Lingquan followed behind him a few days ago. Apart from occasionally helping Shangguan Lingye pat the dust on his buttocks, he couldn't help much. When Xie Qiutao came, he walked with Xie Qiutao and used the most primitive method to explore.

The scorching sun and the hot temperature distorted the light outside the dunes. Zuo Lingquan carried a bundle of iron rods and marched on the dunes, occasionally looking at the figure walking alone in the distance.

Xie Qiutao drank a little too much yesterday and had a nightgown. Until today, he had not completely lost his alcohol content. He walked a little bit. He talked about the tips of digging treasures outside while walking. In theory, it was very clear, but after summarizing it from beginning to end, it was just as fate.

Zuo Lingquan followed a shovel in the east and a hoe in the west. After digging for most of the day, he didn't even find the hair. Naturally, he became suspicious and said:

"Miss Xie, are you sure you have learned the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and Feng Shui Physics?"

Xie Qiutao wore a hat and was vigorously inserted into the underground pole on the sand dunes, responding:

"I used to live in Yingyang Immortal Palace. I learned a little, but I didn't know much, but even if I learned it, it would not be of great effect. If I could easily find the magic weapon and the opportunity to build a magic weapon, the treasure buried underground would have been dug up long ago. Sister Shangguan is so powerful, why didn't she find it?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it, so he didn't say much, and continued to help next to him.

The territory of the sand sea is so vast that it is easy to imagine how successful it is like this kind of exhaustive exploration method.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye slowly investigated, but in fact they were all focused on the depths of the sand sea, waiting for abnormal movements to occur inside. Others found a fight, and they would go to the troubled waters to catch fish, and the chances would be much greater.

Unfortunately, the few people fumbled for four days and found nothing. The only news was that from the casual cultivator whom they met, they learned that there seemed to be movement in the Huokaku valley. Several major families sent people there, so Zuo Lingquan changed the route to Huokaku to see if he could gain something.

However, when I was on the way to Hokkaya, I met something special.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao touched and dug along the way, kept a distance of more than a hundred feet from Shangguan Lingye, and walked into the depths of the sand sea together. Tuanzi turned into a "scouting chicken" and flew around to help several people reconnaissance the surrounding situation.

Shangguan Lingye did not expect the dumpling to do big things, but just let it fly more without any trouble, so as not to be a tramp, and even forget how to fly for a long time.

But unexpectedly, when a few people walked to a nearby ancient river channel, Tuanzi suddenly flew back excitedly, landed on the iron rod in Zuo Lingquan's hand, and pointed his wings to a certain place in the ancient river channel:

"Jiji~"

I was very excited to see my appearance, and I was a bit of a reward.

Zuo Lingquan looked happy when he saw this scene; Shangguan Lingye noticed a strange movement, and flashed to the front and asked:

"Have you found something good?"

"grumble!"

The dumpling nodded like pounding garlic.

Xie Qiutao's eyes showed excitement and looked in the direction that Duanzi pointed:

"I just thought it was special. I looked at it several times and was about to say it. Let's go over and take a look..."

As he said that, he trotted over with a long pole shovel.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao have been in contact for a few days, and they have no doubt about the words "I just felt special" because Xie Qiutao has seen it very special for a few days, and she wishes to dig up everything she sees.

Soon, the three of them arrived in the ancient river channel.

The ancient river channel was originally a big river that was about two miles wide, but it had been thirsty for many years, and only a long groove was left.

Tuanzi flew in front of a few people and landed under a cliff along the ancient river channel, pointing his wings to the ground: "Ji~"

Seeing this, Xie Qiutao planned to insert it into the soil with a shovel to observe the situation underground.

However, Shangguan Lingye came to the cliff and raised his hand to stop Xie Qiutao's actions:

"Be careful that the formation is touched, I'll do it."

As he said that, he raised his jade hand lightly, and the ancient riverbed buried by sand turned into liquid, separated from each other, extending to the ground, and three people and one bird sank into the ground.

Zuo Lingquan did not carelessly, took out his sword and followed behind him, carefully sensing the movements around him. After sinking more than ten feet, the round hole turned into a deep well, he slowly discovered that there were water marks in the surrounding soil, and it seemed that there was a dark river below the desert; and deep into the ground, there was indeed a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, and I don’t know how Tuanzi felt it.

The three of them continued to dive, and when the sky above had become a small highlight, Shangguan Lingye stopped and ancient stones appeared in the soil in front of him, and the inscribed array patterns could be vaguely seen on it.

Xie Qiutao approached and glanced: "This seems to be a spirit lock formation, one of the necessary formations for monks to retreat. The formation patterns have been cracked, and the people inside either leave or disappear."

Opening others' retreat is a dangerous job. Shangguan Lingye realized from the tediousness of the formation pattern that the cultivator who was retreating here was definitely not low. She asked the two to retreat, and the necklace on her neck turned into a set of black armor and carefully broke the stone wall.

call

The stone wall was empty. As soon as it was opened, a slight wind blew out from the underground stone chamber that had not seen the sun for thousands of years. There was nothing else strange.

Zuo Lingquan took out the illumination pearl and threw it into the stone chamber, but saw that the stone chamber was three meters in radius, and the wall was engraved with array texts, and one side collapsed.

In the middle of the stone chamber, there was a white bone sitting. I don’t know how many years had been buried underground. There were dry and cracked marks on the bones, but they were generally very complete, even their sitting posture was straight, and they were obviously sitting cross-legged before their death.

When Xie Qiutao saw this scene, his eyes lit up, but he was immediately discouraged and shook his head and said:

"It seems that someone has come."

The reason I say this is because there is no other object except a white bone in the stone chamber.

Even if a monk is in seclusion, he will not be able to keep his life-saving magic weapons and other objects with him. The bones are still gone, so it is only possible that someone will take the lead.

Shangguan Lingye was also a little disappointed, but after a few glances, he said a little suspiciously, walked slowly to the bones, and looked at a sword mark on the ground.

Zuo Lingquan followed him and looked down. There was a sword hole on the ground, which should be on the right hand of the skeleton. There was a sword inserted before.

Shangguan Lingye carefully observed the traces in the sword hole, frowned and said, "The traces are too new, it seems that they have been pulled out just now." She glanced at the surroundings in a blink of an eye, and finally stopped at a corner of the collapsed stone chamber, pointing to the ground a few red spots:

"The blood has not disappeared, and it will not last more than seven days at most."

Zuo Lingquan walked in to check and found several blood spots that had penetrated into the ground. He said in confusion:

"This place is airtight, and there are no traces left in and out?"

"It should have come in from the collapse and fell there and left blood; but it is difficult to detect how to leave, and the technique is very clever and there is no trace left."

After looking around for a week, Shangguan Lingye shook his head and said:

"It's a pity that I'll leave."

Xie Qiutao finally found a treasure land, but after being touched, he was naturally a little reluctant to let it go. When he came, he had to do something. After thinking about it, she held the pipa finger and played a more sad song, which seemed to be rescuing the dead souls.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye entered someone else's tomb to disturb the dead souls under the Nine Springs. They were already rude and did not stop it. After Xie Qiutao finished playing the song, they closed the stone chamber and returned to the ground together...

The stone chamber was closed and fell into a dark silence that had never seen the sky for thousands of years, as if no one would ever enter this place again.

But not long after the three of them left, a low hum suddenly sounded at the north corner of the dark stone chamber:

"Hmm~..."

What I hum was the song Xie Qiutao played just now.

Slowly, a glimmer of light appeared in the stone chamber again, and the stone wall in the north corner gradually became illusory. A swordsman with a hat leaning against the wall appeared, holding a simple long sword in his hand.

The swordsman's face was still Zhao Qu's face, but his eyes changed drastically, sharp, arrogant, cold-blooded, but more of them were the vicissitudes of the old friends, leaving only the world with one sword.

There are still people in this world who remember him, but probably no one he knows. After humming a song, the swordsman looked down at the sword in his hand and said:

"The soul-suppressing tune of Xuanwutai has been gone by so many years, but I didn't expect it to be lost yet; that girl should be the last successor of the Xie clan."

The sword in his hand is a natural immortal weapon. He does not use the soul of the living soul as the weapon spirit. He has intelligence but does not think or speak in a human way, and has no response.

The swordsman then left the old friend in his hand and had no one to communicate with, and continued:

"That young boy, his strong sword energy, complements you. If he becomes the new sword master, it is not impossible to win the Nine Continents in the future. If he steps into this secret room first, will he change the door and follow him, or will he continue to take care of my old bone?"

The sword doesn't speak, and it doesn't need to speak.

The wise weapons in the world are reliable for monks than parents, wives and children. As long as the monks do not die, even if only a wisp of residual soul is left, the weapons in their hands will be protected with the power of jade breaking.

Only after the sword master completely escapes into the cycle of reincarnation will the sword return to silence and wait for the good master to appear again, and there is no way to change the sect.

However, a more suitable master came in front of him, but the old sword master was lazy and never died. From a human point of view, it was indeed a pity.

Therefore, the swordsman said:

"This mediocre body is not worthy of you, old man; since you have fallen in love with that boy, I will snatch his body over. Let's go to Jiuzhou to break it again. What do you think?"

In order to adapt to the new environment as soon as possible, and to seize the body and search the soul as one, the swordsman knew everything Zhao Qu knew, and only then did he guess the background of the three of them, but he did not show up.

There is no other place in the world today, and the various immortals are no less weak than when they were in power. When asked at this time, I also felt that this move was very risky and asked for the only support I had.

However, the sword is a killing weapon, and it will follow the sword owner's will and will not express his own opinions.

Therefore, when the swordsman asked this, his idea had already been made up...—

The three of them returned to the surface and continued to march towards Hokami Valley.

Shangguan Lingye walked in front and was still exploring the situation underground along the way. Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao did not dig the soil everywhere, because judging from their experience just now, they connected all the iron rods and could not touch the stone chamber underground. It was meaningless to search with the probe rods, so it would be better to follow the dumpling.

Tuanzi squatted in Xie Qiutao's palm, her little black bean-like eyes were still staring at the direction of the ancient river channel, and she looked a little confused when she tilted her head. This look was understood by the three of them to make a waste of time.

Xie Qiutao held it in his arms like a baby, touching his head drowningly:

"I haven't found anything, at least I found a place, Tuaner's great achievements. If you see something wrong around you, just yell. If you really find good things, you will make half of your money, and you will be able to buy you delicious food."

When he heard the food, the dumpling immediately withdrew his mind and looked at Xie Qiutao in a blink of an eye. "Jiji!" two sounds, probably saying:

"Birds and birds are not fooled. The wet nurse said that the fish is enough, but when she was unhappy, she drove the birds and birds out to find insects to eat."

Although I couldn't understand the meaning, the dumplings were unhappy, so the few could still see it. Xie Qiutao hurriedly said:

"If you really buy good things for you, what's the dried fish you usually eat? They are yellow croakers from the East China Sea. They are all raised in fishery. No matter how good the house is, they are not as delicious as wild game. If you really want to say delicious fish, you have to see the little silver dragons in the North China Sea and the divine beasts with Xuanwu bloodline all love to eat this."

Tuanzi's eyes lit up a little, "Ji?", probably asking whether it was true or not.

Shangguan Lingye walked beside him and said softly: "The little silver dragon tastes really good, but it is not produced in Yuyaozhou, so he can only ship it from the north of Huajunzhou. If you really want to eat it, I will get some back, but I will agree in advance that the goods are transported across continents, and the shipping fee is amazing. It is okay to satisfy your cravings occasionally, but you can't eat it as a meal."
To be continued...