After entering that strange state before, I didn't take a good look at the surrounding scene at all. However, the scene here is not very big. With my eyes scattered, the surrounding scene can be seen clearly.

Directly in front of the four people, a six-story palace towers majestically, with blue bricks and green tiles, carved beams and painted pillars, which is extremely beautiful.

Compared with other dilapidated palaces under the Lingyun Staircase, this palace is extremely complete and has no trace of damage at all.

Now the four people's eyes are all focused on the red lacquer door. To be precise, it should be the hanging plaque inlaid with gold. On it are written three big characters "Treasure Pavilion" with dragons and phoenixes flying in the air. The characters are vigorous and powerful, like

Iron paintings and silver hooks are swaying vertically and horizontally.

Just by looking at the three words "Treasure Pavilion", you can tell that there must be many treasures inside, otherwise how could it be worthy of the word "treasure".

After going through all kinds of hardships, the four finally found a place where the treasure was left.

Recalling everything that happened after entering the ruins, Zhou Yiyun had the urge to scold his mother. Except for the danger, it was still a danger. Fortunately, he finally found it.

Looking at the palace in front of him, although he did not see any treasures, Zhou Yiyun's mood was already surging, and even his body was faintly trembling with excitement. Ling Qian smiled and Su Xiaoyao also breathed heavily like the former.

His mood was agitated, and the legendary body-tempering dew of immortal spirits was still unknown in this palace.

The calmest one was He Xiaojiu, whose brows were furrowed and slightly furrowed, and his eyes were always staring at the thick mahogany pillars outside the palace.

As time went by, instead of relaxing, those frowning brows became even tighter.

I saw He Xiaojiu stamping his feet, with a look of reluctance on his face: "There is a restriction outside this hall, we can't break it, let's go."

Cool, very cool, heart-warming.

When He Xiaojiu's words reached the ears of the three of them, this was how they felt.

"Restriction? What restriction?"

Although there was no doubt about He Xiaojiu's identity as the formation master, Zhou Yiyun couldn't help but ask.

Su Xiaoyao and Ling Qianxiao, who knew He Xiaojiu relatively well, looked ashen as if they had died, and seemed to have given up any hope.

"Look at the pillars in front of the palace." He Xiaojiu replied.

When the three of them looked at the two thick pillars at the door, they could no longer have any illusions.

On the two pillars, there were densely engraved profound inscriptions. Because the fonts were quite small and far away from their position, the three of them did not notice it. Instead, Xiaojiu discovered it.

drink!

Hearing a deep shout from He Xiaojiu, his body flew into the air, waving his small fists towards the void.

Instantly, an invisible defensive barrier appeared in the void. Following He Xiaojiu's attacks, it continued to ripple out and finally turned invisible again.

No matter what attack method He Xiaojiu used, this defensive barrier always stood firm, as if it blocked everything outside, just to silently guard this ancient palace.

Whenever Xiao Jiu attacks the barrier, the mysterious runes will light up with a faint light. Although it is weak, the four of them know that they cannot break it with their own strength.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, this restriction would still have such a strong defense. It's really amazing." Ling Qianxiao sighed after taking a deep look at the palace.

A ban is still running day and night after a thousand years, and it has not died out to this day, which is enough to show the terror of the people who set up the formation.

"We can't break this restriction at all. Even if we all attack together, it won't help." He Xiaojiu followed up.

"Well, since we can't break it, let's leave it to those martial artists." This sigh was enough to show Zhou Yiyun's inner helplessness.

"Don't think too much, leave quickly, they will come up if you don't leave."

After adjusting his mentality, Su Xiaoyao shouted to Ling Qianxiao who was still feeling regretful: "Brother, come to your senses quickly. You should always give me clear instructions on which way to go."

On the mountains on the left and right sides of the hall, there are two circular arches about three feet wide each, with a total of four passages. Behind the arches, you can vaguely see the cloister building, but you can't see clearly after that.

Among the four people, the one who knew the ruins of Canhua Palace best was Ling Qianxiao, so Zhou Yiyun and the other three all looked towards the former.

Unexpectedly, his smile turned sad, and he shook his head: "Don't look at me, I don't know. I only remember the Lingyun Staircase, and I can't remember anything else."

Ling Qianxiao

As soon as the words came out, the corners of the three people's mouths twitched, and then they looked at the former's eyes, and they had the urge to pull him over for a while.

This young man who carries everyone's hopes has an innocent look on his face and spreads his hands, saying that there is nothing he can do for him.

"Oh, don't worry about it, just go any way. If they catch up later, we will be in trouble." Looking at these guys who couldn't make up their minds, Zhou Yiyun gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and muttered something: "

Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you, and please show me a clear path. After the deed is accomplished, you must take a bath and change your clothes, and kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to fulfill your vows in person..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes fiercely and shouted: "Let's go, let fate happen, on the right."

Looking at Zhou Yiyun, who was quite the master of magic, Ling Qianxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed: "Ah, this is a good move. It saves you trouble."

The atmosphere that was originally relatively depressing was immediately revived by Zhou Yiyun's move. Anyway, we were just looking for a way according to circumstances, and we were not looking for that path.

Seeing Zhou Yiyun walking towards one of the arches on the right first, the three following him had no choice but to lift their heels.

Among the countless teams that hunted for treasure in the ruins of Canhua Palace, Zhou Yiyun's team of four was the weakest, and these four people knew it well.

It is really not easy for two samurai and two warriors to break into the depths of the ruins.

But the treasure hunting is often more dangerous towards the end. The four of them were able to avoid those monks with good strength in the first place, but they were not so lucky later on. There must be some disasters that they couldn't avoid even if they hid.

Ling Qianxiao, who was walking at the end, had a touch of helplessness on his handsome face at this moment. The three figures in front of him were reflected in his deep and wise eyes. A look of reluctance flashed deep in his eyes. There was a struggle in his heart. After

After a lot of hard work, I finally took action.

He flipped his wrist, and a delicate white jade slip appeared in his hand. Then he shook his hand violently, and the jade slip instantly turned into dust and floated down.

Everything is silent and unnoticed.

It wasn't until he finished all this that Ling Qianxiao exhaled as if he was burdened with a heavy burden, and that faint smile that belonged to him appeared on that handsome face again, a faint smile.
Chapter completed!