Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 883
Liu Qinghuan stood in the passage, listening carefully to the faint movements from the surroundings.

He has been trying to inquire these days, and he doesn't know if those Qingming cultivators deliberately concealed it, or they don't know much about it. There is very little news about Baojing Palace, only that it is a big maze full of murderous intentions.

The door behind him disappeared the moment he came out, turning into a solid stone wall, as if it had never appeared before.

The sound of the wind echoed in her ears like panting, Liu Qinghuan was careful not to touch anything, jumped up, and floated forward silently.

The light in the tunnel is very dim, but not enough to make it impossible to see. The hidden murderous intent is like a blade hanging above the head. It has not fallen for a long time, but it makes people feel tense.

At this moment, there was an extremely faint "click" sound mixed in the wind, like someone hiding in the dark and biting a bone, or something slipping past him surreptitiously.

Liu Qinghuan stopped suddenly, and found that not far ahead, there were two very strange door openings on the two side walls.

He can be sure that just before his breath, there was only a wall like iron plates.

The front of the passage was also blocked by a wall, cutting off the road.

"Nine palaces and gossip changes? Or is it another mechanism?"

He was able to complete the change so silently and quickly without him noticing.

The two doors were wide open, one projected a faint light outside, while the other was dark, like a big mouth ready to eat someone.

Liu Qinghuan took out a low-grade spirit stone and threw it forward.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang..."

There was a series of rolling sounds of spirit stones in the passage, nothing unusual.

The consciousness was blocked when it approached the door frame. Through a light curtain as thin as smoke, the bright door was like a pool of stars in the night sky. There were many light clusters floating inside, and several light filaments were separated from the light cluster. Swimming back and forth freely.

"What is this?"

Liu Qinghuan moved closer, and finally saw that what was wrapped in those light clusters was a dry, meat-like thing, with long glowing tentacles trailing behind it.

"Do you have a choice?"

After thinking about it, Liu Qinghuan recruited Fu Bao out.

Fu Bao has been in seclusion for a long time, and when he jumped out, he realized that the situation was different: "Master?"

Liu Qinghuan took two steps back and pointed to two completely different rooms: "Don't you have a talent for treasure hunting? Let's see, which side do you choose?"

Fu Bao grabbed his ears and looked left and right: "Hmm... Huh? Oh!" Spreading his hands, he said, "I don't feel it at all!"

"What's the use of you." Liu Qinghuan said disgustedly: "Forget it, you should go back."

"Ah?" Fu Bao quit, not wanting to stay in the spirit animal bag, and pointed to the left: "Go into this room!"

He was referring to the room where the meat balls were floating, Liu Qinghuan asked suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Fu Bao said nonsense seriously: "The so-called invisible danger is the real danger. The dark room is not a good place at first sight, and the star sting in this room looks scary, but as long as Just don’t use your spiritual sense and avoid their tentacles.”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being surprised: "What is the star sting...?"

Fu Bao is proud of what he knows but Liu Qinghuan does not: "This is a monster that absorbs star power. They have no eyes, no hearing, and even no mouth, and their temperament is very docile. Use your spiritual thoughts in front of them. They will capture the power of other people's spiritual thoughts, and you monks always use your spiritual sense to feel everything around you. If you don't know it, it will be difficult to get rid of being entangled!"

"Cough!" Liu Qinghuan, who had been spreading her spiritual thoughts within a ten-foot radius of her body, silently took them back: "... Strange! How could there be such a thing here."

But since Fu Bao was so sure, he believed it once.

Liu Qinghuan took out the Floating Sword, locked his spiritual thoughts tightly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and easily passed through the light curtain on the door.

Obviously, the function of this light curtain is not to prevent people from entering, but to prevent the things inside from coming out.

Fu Bao changed back to his original body, hid behind him like a thief, and followed him into the door.

Some of those star stings are floating in the air, some are spread out on the ground, and some are crowded together. The bright starlight shining on their bodies has a kind of bewildering beauty.

Liu Qinghuan seemed to be stepping on a section of breeze, carefully avoiding those flying threads of light, and flew forward slowly.

Sure enough, as Fu Bao said, the star sting did not feel that outsiders appeared in its territory at all, and it was still floating on its own. In addition, they seemed to like to hug groups very much, so there were many gaps in the middle for walking through.

After entering the house, I found that the house was too high to see the roof. When I looked up, I could see the stars filled with light, and there were stone platforms at intervals, which climbed upwards in a staggered manner.

Liu Qinghuan first searched the surrounding walls, but did not see any trace of a door, so she raised her head.

Fu Bao whispered: "Wow, these star stingers have been hungry for a long time, they are almost dry, and there are still dead ones on the ground over there."

"Don't worry about those, follow up, let's go up and have a look."

Each of the stone platforms above was occupied by star stings, piled up like countless balls of wool.

Because she couldn't use her spiritual sense, Liu Qinghuan was quite uncomfortable, so she could only try her best to find a way out in the dazzling starlight.

At this time, the gray donkey suddenly jumped forward, accidentally bumped into a light thread, and let out a "ow".

A deep scar suddenly appeared on his back, which swelled up in an instant, and the surrounding skin also became bright red, showing signs of poisoning.

"What are you running around for?" Liu Qinghuan scolded in a low voice, with a flick of the sword, she pushed the light thread away, then took out a pill bottle from her sleeve, poured out clear liquid and quickly applied it on it.

"Is this what you mean by gentle temperament?"

Fu Bao turned his head anxiously: "Over there! There is something over there!"

Liu Qinghuan let out a "hmm" and stood up.

"It's the table above, look quickly, master!"

Liu Qinghuan squinted her eyes, and from the gaps of those non-stop dancing lights, she really saw a shuttle-shaped pointed tip exuding blood-colored light.

"Looks like...an arrow?"

"Haha!" Fu Bao grinned in pain and smiled triumphantly: "It must be a good thing!"

It's just that there are many star stings clustered on it, and the countless tentacles are like seaweed fluttering in the wind, so it's hard to get close.

Liu Qinghuan tried to use the Floating Sword to pick a star sting aside, but although the opponent didn't attack him, he obviously missed his territory very much, turned around and lay back.

Liu Qinghuan was helpless when she heard the extremely subtle "click" sound that had appeared before again.

Then, a door slid open on a stone platform below without a sound, and a woman's exclamation came from behind the door.

"Brother, there is a door here!"

(End of this chapter)