The copper bowl floating in the air was soaring golden light, covering Yang Xiu and the others. Looking around, there was nothing but stones in the field of view, and the farther place was gray, and there was nothing else except a vaguely huge black shadow.

"What should I do now? Those shemale demons can't catch up for a while, but how can we get out?" Monk Jingyuan asked while using his skills to evaporate the water stains on his body. Human, demon is the special term for Yang Xiu to call the transformed monster. Monk Jingyuan thought this name was very good and quickly used it for himself.

"You can't sit still and wait for death, maybe when will the other party catch up?"

Yang Xiu threw the folding fan into the air, with the white deer sword in his left hand and the mace in his right hand. He looked around carefully and said, "Let's walk in and see the situation. When Jie Shisan gets rid of the old monster, he will naturally come to save us."

Monk Jingyuan nodded, knowing that this is the only way to go right now, and walked forward with Yang Xiu one after another. This underground world is connected by several caves of different sizes. Although mysterious light fills the surroundings, it is not enough to illuminate the entire space. So, looking around, there is gray fog everywhere. When the space is large enough, the boundaries of the cave cannot be seen at all, making people feel confused.

Both of them were not slow. After walking for a while, the huge black shadows in the distance became bigger and bigger, but they were still hidden in the fog without seeing their true face. However, the more they walked forward, the cold air in the air became heavier. Yang Xiu and the others quickly felt their limbs were cold and they were numb. This was still the case with a copper bowl protecting them, which shows how low the temperature in this underground world was.

"Brother Yang, why do I feel something is wrong with my little monk?"

Monk Jingyuan said with a serious face, "It's too cold here... Have we been teleported to the extremely cold place?"

Yang Xiu shook his head when he heard this. He took out a few warm talismans from his arms and handed them to the other party, saying, "No, that's just a short-distance teleportation array. We should still be under the Tianhu Lake. Monk, you know more about this place than me. Haven't you ever heard of such a large cave underground in Tianhu Lake?"

Monk Jingyuan thought for a while and shook his head, "No, Tianhu has always been mysterious. It is so close to Qincheng, but few monks have set foot on it. Their reputation is far less than that of Xiaolushan."

Yang Xiu was also speechless. He had already obtained the formula to break the formation after sending it back to Xiaoxuan. He could study the remains of the spirit turtle carefully when he returned to Qincheng, but he didn't expect so many accidents to arise on the road.

The scene had changed in front of the two of them when they were talking. The original unchanging rock surface was covered with a layer of light blue frost, and ice thorns more than one foot high were grown in some places. They flashed with a crystal luster and could not step on their feet. The two had to fly into the air with their swords and continue moving forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he flew up ten feet high, Yang Xiu heard a crisp sound of "bang!" coming from beside him. Monk Jingyuan covered his light head and retreated "Ouch" and said, "I'm" and stepped back.

"What?"

Monk Jingyuan subconsciously used a Zen stick to block his body, but did not notice that there was a black formation pattern behind him flashing. The next moment, a large group of ferocious black shadows that looked like ghosts suddenly emerged from the void, and he firmly grasped Monk Jingyuan's body from behind and dragged backwards wildly. However, in a daze, half of Monk Jingyuan's body had been dragged into the thick black fog.

"Hao!"

Jingyuan was still calm when he was in danger. He made a gesture with one hand, and a golden light burst out on the copper bowl above his head, passing through the hideous ghost body, causing a roar that made people's teeth sore. But these black shadows were torn apart by the golden light, and appeared again the next moment, holding monk Jingyuan and never letting go. The faces that formed at one end of the black shadow were in great pain, but were also filled with greed and madness, and the person who saw them was frightened.

Monk Jingyuan waved his Zen stick randomly, panicked. He shouted at Yang Xiu at the top of his throat: "For the friendship between us, Brother Yang, hurry up and pull me!"

After Yang Xiu discovered the abnormality, he immediately flew over. Hearing his hands, two bright white Taoist talismans fell down, which immediately made Zhang Kuang's black shadow three points lower, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not interested in men!"

"Aren't we meditating and practicing in the same room just now? Brother Yang, you can't ignore your feelings!" Monk Jingyuan was already wrapped in black shadows and shouted with a nervous look on his face.

Yang Xiu had no time to pay attention to the other party's nonsense. The green light flashed in his hand, and several spiritual whips that were more than three feet long seemed to be spiritually dancing. However, Yang Xiu did not attack the black shadow that hugged the monk tightly, but cut into the empty void below the black shadow.

"Brother Yang, please see it and suck it again! Oh... who bites me!" Monk Jingyuan scratched his ears and his forehead anxiously when he saw this, and suddenly cried out with a tragic cry, sweeping the Zen stick in his hand towards the bottom.

Yang Xiu frowned and focused. The shadows avoided the places where the immortal hand passed, and no new ghosts appeared. Grasping Monk Jingyuan was actually a small formation trap. He used the summoned ghost to trap the enemy. The formation was hidden in the dark and was difficult to find, but there was no escape in front of Yang Xiu who was concentrating. The fine immortal text formed a formation pattern of different shapes, shining in the dark.

In the eyes of monk Jingyuan, Yang Xiu used his spell to compete with the empty void, but the black shadows wrapped around him magically became less and less and eventually disappeared.

Monk Jingyuan hurriedly broke free from the black shadow, and his face turned pale. The ghosts and evil ghosts were born to absorb people's yang energy. After such trouble, Monk Jingyuan felt even colder and his whole body was trembling.

"My Buddha is merciful... It's up to my brothers to use it at critical moments." Monk Jingyuan was so scared that he squeezed out a smile to Yang Xiu and said.

Yang Xiu waved his hand and did not look back, but looked up at the air with a serious expression. The formation just now was called the Yin-Clustering Formation. Although it was not complicated to arrange, it had very strict prerequisites, that is, the surrounding environment must have a strong Yin-qi formation to take effect. Judging from the effect of the formation just now, there is obviously a strong Yin-qi in this underground cave.

Now Yang Xiu is a little uncertain. Is it the right choice to go to this place?

After a false alarm, the two of them did not dare to continue flying in the air, and could only walk up to the ground. Along the way, they could not see any creatures, let alone people, which made people feel dead and a hint of uneasiness rose in their hearts.

Fortunately, the two of them never encountered a trap again. After moving forward for a quarter of an hour, they finally saw the huge black shadow in the distance.

It was a majestic mountain that stretched left and right to blend into the boundless chaos, with no edges visible, and the top of the mountain was also shrouded in gray mist, giving people the feeling that this mountain covered the entire world. How could there be such a mountain under the ground? Is this mountain hidden at the bottom of the sky lake? Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Yang Xiu was confused, and the monk Jingyuan next to him suddenly spoke, "Look at that side, it seems like a stone tablet?"

When Yang Xiu heard this, he looked in the direction of Monk Jingyuan's arm. There was indeed a square black shadow in the gray fog. The two of them flew quickly to the front and were shocked when they saw the situation in front of them.

This is a giant stone tablet, four zhang high and more than one zhang wide, and the whole body is composed of white jade. The surface of the stone tablet is engraved from top to bottom with three blood-red characters "Buliaoshan", each character is larger than Yang Xiu's body. The font is similar to official script, and it should give people a sense of solidity and heaviness, but Yang Xiu and the others feel cold in their bodies and minds, as if they are poured into cold water.

Because in the lower half of the stone tablet, countless pale bones were piled up, more than one meter high. Among them were humans carrying weapons, and monsters with huge and weird bones, entangled and crossed together and almost combined into a whole. What was terrifying was that all of these bones were climbing towards the stone tablet, and pairs of arms of various shapes were raised in the air to extend towards the stone tablet, and the scene was terrifying and weird.

The jade material on the stone tablet is excellent, and the calligraphy is also good. The word "Un-aged" also has obvious auspicious meaning for immortals. However, with these corpses at the bottom of the monument, the scene makes people feel scared. What desperate situation did these people die in an instant? What place is Bulao Mountain?

Monk Jingyuan subconsciously activated the copper bowl, and the golden light around the two of them was even better, but they still couldn't stop the chill that came out of their hearts. Everyone had seen dead bodies, but it was too terrifying to pile up so many corpses together. It was probably no less than a thousand corpses piled under the stone tablet. These were not a thousand mortals! Because judging from the naked weapons in the corpses, these people were all monks.

If these people were together, it is very likely that the entire sect would be buried here.

"I am merciful..."

Monk Jingyuan had a solemn face, took the Buddhist beads on his neck and held them in his hand, and whispered: "The road to seeking immortality is long and obstacles. All things have spirits and all things have ends. You must do your best, persevere, and realize your heart..."

As he kept reciting Zen words, a wave of invisible warmth emanated from Monk Jingyuan's body, which combined with the golden light of the copper bowl made people feel relieved. Negative emotions such as fear, confusion, and helplessness gradually weakened, and his body seemed to become warmer. Yang Xiu was shocked in his heart, and when he heard Monk Jingyuan's chanting Zen words in a low voice, he immediately woke up and realized that the other party was using Zen words to drive away the fear and confusion in his heart, so as not to affect the heart of Tao.

Once he reacted, Yang Xiu immediately felt alert.

When did I feel so sentimental? At that moment, I was in a daze and vaguely wanted to pounce on the stone tablet to prove the truth with death! It seems that this stone tablet is strange.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu's expression was as usual and he began to observe the surroundings without moving his expression. The area around the stone tablet was scattered with bones, which were chaotic. However, when he carefully observed, Yang Xiu found that the closer he was to the stone tablet, the darker the bones were, and there were many black bones at the foot of the stone tablet, which was very strange.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, the temperature near the stone tablet is much higher than the surrounding area, making people feel comfortable all over. The darkness in this cave is so cold that there is such a place to keep warm, and under normal circumstances, people will definitely stay here.
Chapter completed!