Seeing this blood -colored worm, Yang Wenjing felt more and more unknown secrets hidden in this palace.

The palace is made of boulder, and strictly seams. There are some strange symbols on the wall of some boulders.

Among them, dragon and phoenixes were carved on the wall, and the endless years are still clearly visible, lifelike.

This palace does not know how many years have existed. The boulder used for construction is very common, but it looks very old. There are black stones arranged in the center of the palace, similar to the French array.

"Is this another ancient word?" Yang Wenjing groped, watching these ancient texts think of the ancient texts found in the ancient road of the reincarnation.

After Yang Wenjing was distressed, after careful observation, he found that these ancient texts and ancient texts in reincarnation were the same ancient text. Although these ancient texts seemed to be difficult to understand, they had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Why is this feeling born? Yang Wenjing is unclear, that is the feeling from the deep inside.

"They are all the products of the same era!" Yang Wenjing made such inferences.

The ancient text on the stone wall looks a little red, as if it is engraved with blood seal, which is very weird.

The walls and the ground are more pathological grooves. What is used for doing it? I don't know.

"What is the connection between the Wang family and this palace?" Yang Wenjing thought of this, a big head.

How can there be such a magnificent and magnificent palace in the underground of the Wang family, which is by no means the Wang family can be built.

There is only one possibility that Yang Wenjing thought of is that there was no Wang family before. The Wang family just occupied this place and established the Wang family on the palace.

"Oh!" Xiaoqing wolf came to a stone monument, roared, and claws scratching the ground, very disturbing.

"What's wrong?" Yang Wenjing could see that the stone monument was strange, and walked over to check.

If the candlelight does not follow the past, you can faintly see that there is a slight red light under the stele. There seems to be something below, more like there is space.

"What is the buried below?" Yang Wenjing bent down and looked at the stele.

This stone monument is more than two meters high, the whole body is black, and the same seal is engraved with ancient text, similar to a kind of spell, which is extremely mysterious.

Yang Wenjing felt that there was some kind of evil thing below this stone monument, and this stone monument was used to suppress it.

There are pry marks on the stele, and there are also traces of bombardment. Some people want to pry open this giant stele. Yang Wenjing couldn't help thinking of Wang Xiao.

Maybe only Wang Xiao who can come here. When you come in, you are not difficult to imagine when you see those medicine jars.

"This stone monument is similar to the black stone monument of the Yang family!" Yang Wenjing saw this, and suddenly remembered that there was a stone monument in the mountains and rivers.

The elders just said that it was a transmission formation, a monument of the Shanheyuan, and did not explain other uses.

Or maybe these stone monuments are too long, some things have been forgotten, drowned in the years, and they are not known to future generations!

These stone monuments have a common place, that is, they are all made of black stones and have ancient texts of the same era.

This is just a conclusion that Yang Wenjing inferred. They are specifically used for what they are doing. It is unknown.

Blackstone can't be said to be the material, it is said to be made of obsidian, and it is built by the great barren stone of ancient land.

But these are just a saying. There are divergent opinions. No one explains clearly. This is a mystery!

"Come here!" Yang Wenjing didn't dare to touch easily, signing that the little blue wolf was far away.

There are many secrets hidden in this palace. Yang Wenjing has limited ability. At present, he dares not to do deep inquiry.

Yang Wenjing is not the kind of reckless person. No matter what you do, you have to consider it again and again. He is very cautious.

Before returning, Yang Wenjing destroyed all the blood -colored worms in the jars and bones, leaving only a few on his body, trying to take away for research.

These red bugs were unheard of and did not see what they saw. It seemed that they were just larvae.

"Are these people eaten by bugs?"

Yang Wenjing looked at the five white bones in the jail. In some places, most of these bugs were eaten, and some parts were empty and densely drilled out of the bugs.

It is very likely that Wang Xiao caught some living people, locked them inside, and then used to feed these worms. This is not impossible.

Yang Wenjing took all the use in the palace, and then decided to leave.

Out of the palace, the sky was dark, the four wildness was silent, the cold moon was windy, the autumn wind blew through, the leaves flew, and the scene of a small thing.

Yang Wenjing touched his bald head, put a grass in his mouth and chewed it in his mouth from the side of the road. He began to return with the little green wolf, walking all the way.

Looking at the small wooden tables on both sides of the street, there are stalls, and there are some plaques that have not been recovered.

A table is placed there, the door is written on the door.

The falling water city at night was quiet. People worked hard for a day and had fallen asleep.

The night is quiet, and everything is silent!

On the eaves, there were a few black cats sneaking, and their eyes were shining, as if they found something.

On both sides of the street, several old trees were yellow, some branches were bare, and several black crows stood on it, making strange calls.

"The falling water city under the night is also very beautiful!" Yang Wenjing smiled, barely, chewing a green grass in his mouth, and delicious taste.

The Xiaoqing wolf ran in front, followed by behind, very lively and cute.

"Wang Wang!"

When Yang Wenjing passed a small alley, a huge black dog stabbed his teeth and yelled at Yang Wenjing.

"Wang Wang!"

The little blue wolf is very protective, and the dog barks, the two pairs of blue eyes flickered the blue light, exposing short teeth to respond to the big black dog.

The big black dog copper bell stared at the Xiaoqing wolf with big eyes, dare not scream, and went away with a low tail.

Yang Wenjing touched the Xiaoqing wolf, thinking of some interesting things that year, and laughed: "I remember this black dog, and was chased by it when I was a kid!"

"This is ..." Yang Wenjing looked at the Xiaoqing wolf, and was surprised to find that the back of the small green wolf spine showed signs of the birth of a practice tree.

At this time, the blue light flashed, flashed, and it was gorgeous.

"Practicing tree seedlings, and it has become a spirit seedlings!" Yang Wenjing saw that the small green wolf had bred the practice tree seedlings.

Under the moonlight, the more blue wolves looked brighter, the more bright, like glowing, exuding a faint blue fluorescent.

Yang Wenjing touched the wolf's wolf's head, and laughed: "It is worthy of being a plateau green wolf!"

The plateau green wolf is rare. Generally, it is just on the mountains, and it is easy to see people.

It is not surprising that the green wolf can practice. This is not surprising.

Everything has spirit, all things can be cultivated, but the way of cultivation is different.

Yang Wenjing returned home and saw that his mother and Qiu Yue had fallen asleep and did not disturb. Instead, they returned to their own house and started to practice.

For the monk, it is a rest when closed -minded practice.

The life expectancy of the monk is far beyond ordinary people, especially a monk has become holy, and it has become a thousand years. This is normal.
Chapter completed!