Old Zhen went back to refine the weapon. Qin Shuang left the medicine garden, opened the door and walked out. He walked up the deck along the passage and saw many monks on the deck. They all stood on the side of the boat, looking down through the light curtain. Qin glanced at Yu Guanting, Sun Yuan and others, and walked over and looked down through the light curtain.

Below is a rolling black mountain range, with black forests in the mountains. You can vaguely see some creatures jumping and running in the forest, looking strange.

The peaks of the mountains have no plants, but they are shiny and can even reflect a trace of dark light.

"That's Black Snow!" Yu Guanting said softly.

"Black Snow?"

"My grandpa told me."

"oh!"

"Look, what is that?" Nian Gengju suddenly pointed to a direction below.

Qinshuang, Yu Guanting and other monks looked down along his fingers, and there were many monks next to him looking down.

It was a small plain surrounded by mountains, with black tones, but there was a little white light in the black tones.

Pale spots of light.

Loomingly visible.

"What is that?" a monk exclaimed.

Then the monks began to release the Qianlimu Taoist Dharma. The spiritual consciousness built a rune in their eyes. The rune slowly rotated in their eyes, flashing with a faint white light.

The distance quickly narrowed, and the expressions of the monks changed.

"It's an altar! a miserable stone altar." A monk exclaimed.

In Qin Shuang's vision, a desolate small plain, a miserable white stone altar stands alone in the middle of the plain.

Around the altar is a dead black tree, as if telling the ancient and distant history, and a feeling of desolation and desolation comes to your face.

As the distance got closer, Qin Shuang saw the miserable white altar with tiny cracks and black dead leaves scattered on it.

In the center of the altar, there is a quaint rune.

The center of the rune is a pattern of a mouth, and the mouth is slightly open, as if telling something or calling something.

"What is this altar used for?" Qin Shuang asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know!" Yu Guanting shook his head and said.

Qin Shuang looked at the altar carefully again, and his eyes looked thoughtful and said:

"Do you think this altar is artificially built or born?"

"It should be built by hand, right?" Nian Geng's lord said, but then his face changed again: "But it looks natural with the surrounding environment!"

The interstellar flying boat was extremely fast, and the miserable white altar was covered by mountains. The monks dispersed their eyes and whispered in a low voice.

"Look!" another monk shouted.

Everyone looked down again. This time, it was on the top of a mountain. The peak was covered with black snow, but the white altar was not covered with black snow. Everyone released the eyes of thousands of miles to observe the altar on the peak.

"Did you find it?" Nu Hai said: "There are no natural creatures around the altar."

"Yes!" Qin Shuang stared at the altar below with bright eyes and said, "It's a pity that I can't go down to investigate."

"We will team up to investigate if we have the chance in the future." Lu Hai stared at the altar below and said.

Sun Yuan and Nian Gengju nodded quickly, then looked at Yu Guanting and Qin Shuang.

"Okay!" Yu Guanting nodded.

Qin Shuang knew in her heart that Nu Hai made this proposal, not really wanting to explore these altars. Is it so easy for the heavenly chasm to come in?

Even the Immortal Lord regarded it as a desperate situation, dared not investigate, or dared not conduct in-depth investigations, and rode the interstellar flying boat through the heavenly chasm. How dare they form a team to investigate?

Nuhai just used this topic and vaguely expressed that he wanted the five of them to form a small circle.

For the next period of time, the altar below appeared from time to time. And they finally encountered the nest of the Tianqian Mantis. This time, Qinshuang crazily sacrificed more than 400 small Zhoutian sword formations, consuming more than 10,000 immortal swords. After these days outside, several years have passed in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and Zhen Lao has reached the realm of a master of immortal weapons and has been able to refine medium-grade immortal weapons.

However, Qin Shuang has not yet sacrificed a medium-grade immortal weapon. Even so, the immortal masters who are concerned about Qin Shuang have more attention to Qin Shuang. Because the immortal sword released by Qin Shuang is already a real master of immortal weaponry to be refined.

I learned from Ling Tianhua that Qin Shuang is a master of immortal elixir, and it is likely that he is a peak master of immortal elixir. Later, I learned from Tang Qianshou that Qin Shuang was a master of immortal talismans. Now Qin Shuang has shown the realm of an immortal weapon master, which has to attract the attention of those immortal kings.

This day.

Qinshuang and other monks were on the deck and leaning against the side of the boat to look down. Since Nuhai vaguely proposed the small circle, Qinshuang, Yuguanting, Nuhai, Sun Yuan and Nian Gengju have often gathered to communicate.

In the small circle of these five people, Qin Shuang has the lowest cultivation level, only at the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Sun Yuan, Nuhai and Nian Gengju are both the first level of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal, and Yu Guanting is already at the peak of the second level of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. However, everyone respects Qin Shuang. There is no way. As long as you see Qin Shuang can continuously sacrifice so many fairy swords, even if Qin Shuang's cultivation level is not high, it is worthy of their respect. Of course, Yu Guanting knows Qin Shuang's strength better than Sun Yuan and the other three.

"Qin Shuang, you are not just a master of immortal artifacts, are you? Are you already a master of immortal artifacts?"

Sun Yuan turned his head and looked at Qin Shuang, but found that Qin Shuang was looking at the air ahead with a serious expression.

Sun Yuan looked stunned and couldn't help but look into the air ahead.

There were black clouds floating in the sky. At this time, more than twenty figures flew out from the black clouds, and they made a "whimper" cry. Everyone was holding a black weapon in their hands, with sadness in their eyes.

The sad cry penetrated into the defensive light curtain, causing the monks on the deck to feel sad in their hearts, feeling that life is meaningless and it is better to die than to live.

In the heart of Tao, the spirit gently plucks the strings of the piano, and the clear heart echoes in the heart of Tao, and Qin Shuang's mind is clear.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

A sound of the piano came, and all the affected monks were completely conscious. Qinshuang turned his head and saw a young monk sitting cross-legged in the middle of the deck, a guqin was placed between his knees, his hands plucking the strings, and a song spread over the deck.

"This song has the effect of clearing the heart, but it is a little worse than my clear heart song." Qin Shuang said in her heart, and then looked out of the light curtain.

At this moment, the crying men suddenly turned around and continued to pounce towards the interstellar flying boat. However, when the turn of the world, the crying face turned into a smile, and a loud laughter came out of his mouth.

"Two-faced man!"

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