The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 228 The change in the heart of Chenhe, the inside of the blue jade bottle!
anyone?

How could there be anyone in this place?

Ling Youdao was so frightened that he swung his legs and arms vigorously and rushed to the surface of the water.

Then he jumped and jumped to the shore.

"call."

He took a few breaths and regained his composure.

"There is definitely someone at the bottom of the spiritual eye. I can't be wrong. How can there be someone in this place?"

Immediately, he slapped his forehead, "Oh, I was chased so hard by the blue sky python, when did I become a frightened bird?"

"It's not clear whether that person is dead or alive."

"However, before I came here, the formation here was intact, and it doesn't seem like someone has come in, hiss... In other words, the person at the bottom of the spiritual eye is most likely a monk from the ancient times."

Thinking of this, Ling Youdao was not only shocked, but also slightly relieved.

In ancient times, at least 1 years ago, even a monk as powerful as the God of Transformation could not live for such a long time.

In other words, the person at the bottom of the spiritual eye is dead.

"How can I be a frightened bird, a mere dead person, why should I be afraid of him?"

Ling Youdao strengthened his courage, then jumped into the spiritual eyes and dived towards the bottom.

Although he had already guessed that the man was dead, Ling Youdao still felt palpitations when he saw that figure.

After half a stick of incense, Ling Youdao finally sneaked to the side of the figure
At this moment, he finally saw the person's appearance and movements clearly.

Then I saw a white-haired old man with an immortal demeanor, wearing a purple robe with a pill furnace embroidered on it.

The old man sat cross-legged at the bottom of the spiritual eye, embracing a cyan jade bottle with his hands and placing it on his legs.

"Sure enough, he is dead."

Ling Youdao let out a long breath. The white-haired old man has indeed been dead for many years, and the reason why he can still maintain his appearance when he was alive is because he is hiding in the spiritual eyes.

He looked at the old man's ten fingers, then at the old man's wrist, and finally at the old man's waist, and his face suddenly collapsed.

"what happened?"

"No storage bracelet? No storage ring? Would it be good to have a storage bag?"

"Since you have time to hide here, don't you have time to bring the background of Qingdanmen here?"

Ling Youdao went crazy in an instant, this old man was not simple at first sight, he wanted to make a lot of money from him, but he was happy in vain, under the ups and downs, he was naturally in a bad mood.

Suddenly, he noticed the jade pendant on the waist of the white-haired old man.

He immediately stretched out his hand and tore off the jade pendant, "Forget it, there is no storage bag, it would be nice to have a meditation jade pendant."

"No, this is no ordinary jade pendant."

Ling Youdao was stunned for a moment and then realized that he was holding the jade pendant in his hand and mosuo non-stop.

"This is Yu Jian."

Ling Youdao was surprised.

"I didn't see it at first glance. It really has some tricks, which is worthy of being a monk in the ancient times."

"I don't know what is recorded in this jade slip. I'll read it first."

As he said that, Ling Youdao immediately put the jade slip on his forehead, and his consciousness rushed to the jade slip in his hand.

"boom."

Suddenly, his head fell back and he almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it, more than [-] years have passed, and the restrictions on the jade slips have not been completely erased."

Ling Youdao looked at the jade slips in his hand, and felt that there was a treasure mountain that was empty but unobtainable.

"I can break the restriction on the jade slip, but it will take a while, it seems that I can't rush it for a while."

Thinking of this, Ling Youdao had no choice but to put the jade slip into the storage bag at his waist.

He looked at the white-haired old man again, his eyes were attracted by the cyan jade bottle he was holding.

"The jade pendant on this person's waist is an incredible treasure, so what kind of treasure is the jade bottle in his hand?"

As he spoke, Ling Youdao stretched out his hand to pick up the jade bottle that the white-haired old man was holding.

The moment he held the cyan jade bottle, a silver light suddenly lit up on his wrist.

Ling Youdao was horrified, and immediately threw the cyan jade bottle in his hand.

But the result was that no matter how hard he tried, the jade bottle couldn't be thrown out, as if it had merged with him and grew on his palm.

Looking at the jade bottle in his hand, he wanted to cry without tears.

"Call you cheap, this time it's okay."

The silver light on his wrist became brighter and brighter, and he saw the silver light flow down his hand and flow towards the cyan jade bottle in his hand.

With the infusion of silver light, the jade bottle in his hand also shone with blue light.

"This... this... this cyan jade bottle is definitely a treasure."

After a few breaths, the silver light on the wrist suddenly flickered strongly.

Ling Youdao looked at his wrist and was startled.

"What's going on? Where's my Chenhe Heart?"

The heart of Chenhe was originally hidden on the wrist, as if blended with flesh and blood, it became a mark of him.

But at this moment, the imprint of the heart of Chenhe on the wrist disappeared, and the original imprint of the heart of Chenhe returned to its original color.

It seems that the heart of Chenhe has never appeared, and everything is just a dream.

But Ling Youdao knew very well that it was definitely not a dream.

However, the moment after the imprint of Chenhe's heart disappeared, the jade bottle in Ling Youdao's hand suddenly glowed with blue light, filling the entire spiritual eye.

Ling Youdao was wrapped in a blue light, and the world spun for a while.

Ling Youdao rubbed his head, "What's going on?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly his eyes widened, and his mouth became an "O" shape.

"What... what's going on here? Where am I?"

Then he saw Ling Youdao in a space, which was lit with a slight silver light.

Looking at the past, the surroundings of the space are wrapped by a layer of film, and there are strips of restrictions flowing on it.

There is a field with a diameter of 36 feet in the space. Some things grow sparsely in the field, but they are all lifeless like leaves beaten by frost.

And in the middle of the field, there is a bamboo house. Ling Youdao is standing in the small yard in front of the bamboo house.

"What is this place?"

Ling Youdao couldn't believe everything in front of him, "Where's my Chenhe Heart?"

He looked around and finally saw his own heart of Chenhe.

"Heart of Chenhe, why is it there?"

Then I saw the heart of Chenhe floating in the sky above the very center of this space, emitting silvery-white light non-stop, and this silvery-white light filled the entire space.

The silver light even penetrated the forbidden light curtain that enveloped this space, and shot into the endless dark world, and it is unknown where it irradiated.

"The heart of Chenhe is here, could it be that it brought me in?"

The more Ling Youdao thought about it, the more he felt that the heart of Chenhe had a mysterious origin. He had never figured out the heart of Chenhe, so he could only use it passively.

But the current situation is really weird, it has gone beyond his comprehension, and it can only be blamed on the heart of Chenhe.

"Could it be that this space is inside the cyan jade bottle? And I'm inside the cyan jade bottle right now?"

A bold guess emerged in Ling Youdao's mind!
(End of this chapter)