mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 700 The Altar
On the other side, at the altar in the basin, Wei Wuya and his party finally climbed to the top of the altar which is hundreds of feet high.

I don't know what the ancient monks who built the altar thought, but the restrictions on the steps of the altar are really abnormal.Starting from the bottom of the altar, almost every time the stairs climbed to a certain height, the gravity on these people would immediately increase greatly.

Therefore, when climbing from the bottom to the middle of the altar, the group of people only spent more than two hours slowly, but from the middle of the altar to the top, it took a full day and night, and they even had to rest for an hour halfway. In half a day, recover your mana.

Wei Wuya and other Nascent Soul cultivators are fine, but it is extremely difficult for Wang Chan and other alchemy cultivators to reach the top.

When he reached the last dozen or so stairs, every step he took, almost a thousand pounds of force was exerted on his body.Wang Chan and the others moved here almost inch by inch.

Of course, Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo are the most relaxed among them.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't see any major impact of the ban on the two late Nascent Soul cultivators, and I didn't see them showing any signs of difficulty.

Although this group of people had different levels of cultivation, they climbed to the top of the altar at the same time under careful attention.

As soon as they set foot on the top, the feeling that was as heavy as Mount Tai just now disappeared without a trace. Those few ghost spirit disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they were protected by the aura of body protection, walking all the way from the bottom of the altar still made their backs ache, their legs ached, and their bodies felt weak.

"From this point of view, Fellow Daoist He Huan's real partner should be this fellow Daoist, right? It seems that you have reached an agreement with this remnant soul. It will tell you about the Lingyuan Garden."

Before Wei Wuya could ask a question, the fireball released by Confucian scholar hit Yunxia, ​​and disappeared strangely out of thin air in an instant.Seeing this scene, the Confucian scholar nodded, turned to look at the four stone pillars around him, and said without wasting time.

Old Demon Hehuan ignored all of this, and as soon as he stepped here, he immediately looked around non-stop.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya was silent for a while, then suddenly looked at Old Demon Hehuan, and said with complicated eyes: "No wonder Daoist Wang can ask Fellow Daoist Hehuan to take action. It's also impossible to convince you and God's Hate Boss at the same time."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar spread his hands, and said casually: "I have been restricted by you, are you still afraid that I will not deceive you? The entrance of the Lingyuan Garden is above the altar. It's just that the restriction is a bit weird, and I have to cast the spell myself. OK." After saying this, the Confucian scholar also looked up at the sky, glanced at the multicolored light in the sky, rubbed his hands together, and a ball of gray-white fire appeared in his hand, and raised his hand again, and the fireball shot straight into the sky.

The area here is more than a hundred feet wide, and the ground is covered with crystal white jade bricks. In the middle is a huge altar with a length of six to seven feet, made of emerald green jade, which is extremely delicate.The rest of the place was empty, but a tall bluestone pillar was erected at each of the four corners of the altar.

Wei Wuya's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help asking in a deep voice, "Master Cang Kun?"

If Master Cang Kun really knew how to open the entrance of the Lingyuan Garden, why didn't he directly enter the Lingyuan Garden to recuperate his wounds, and even risked rushing out of the Valley of Falling Demons, only to end up with more injuries and die outside.

"Haha... that's right, Brother Wei has good eyesight. This person is indeed related to Master Cang Kun. To a certain extent, this person is neither Master Cang Kun nor Master Cang Kun." Elder He Huan Mo laughed a few times, and said with a complicated expression.

They haven't experienced this kind of feeling when they are ordinary people.After all, when you usually go there, you can get there just by stomping your feet, and you have never suffered this kind of pain again.

These stone pillars are about ten feet high, and densely packed runes and incantations are engraved on the surface of each pillar, which looks obscure and ancient.And on the top of these stone pillars squatted a unicorn stone statue, lifelike, in different shapes, and exuding a faint aura, which seemed unusual.

The old demon Hehuan quickly shook his head and said, "Brother Wei misunderstood. The spirit of the painting scroll I saw just now is actually the remnant soul of an incarnation of Master Cang Kun. The body was destroyed after being injured by the ban, and was put into it by Master Cang Kun, who was recuperated and recovered in the painting scroll magic weapon made from the scraps of soul-nourishing wood. But now the real Master Cang Kun has died long ago. It’s been a year. Except for some memories, this remnant soul has gained an independent body. Now it’s not wrong to say it’s another person.”

The scroll unfolded, and a ball of green light flew out of the screen, immediately transforming into the image of a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, invite that fellow Daoist out." Old Demon Hehuan said expressionlessly.

At first glance, there is no spiritual power on this painting scroll, it is completely a mortal item.But Wang Chan had a serious look on her face, and slowly opened the scroll with both hands respectfully.

Wei Wuya immediately frowned, and couldn't help asking: "Fellow Daoist He Huan, why do you still have to play charades with me now? Could it be that until now, Fellow Daoist still can't trust me?"

Wang Chan quickly nodded and said yes. Under the curious eyes of the people around, she took out an ordinary-looking painting scroll from the storage bag.

"Brother Wei is right. Now, I don't have to hide anything from Brother Wei. Whether we can open the space passage leading to the Lingyuan Garden or not will depend on this." Old Devil Hehuan smiled and nodded. , turned his head to look at Confucian scholar, his face sank instantly.

"According to the agreement, I have already brought you to the altar. According to what you said, this is the center of the Valley of Fallen Demons, the entrance to the Lingyuan Garden. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise and open the entrance to the Lingyuan Garden " said the old devil Hehuan with no expression on his face.

Wei Wuya didn't find anything more noteworthy, so he couldn't help frowning, while the Old Demon Hehuan frowned even more, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Chan and the others.

Wei Wuya frowned suddenly. Master Cang Kun was seriously injured back then. If he knew the location of the Lingyuan Garden, it would be reasonable, but according to what he said, he even knew the way to open the passage of the Lingyuan Garden. It's a little unbelievable.

For such a simple thing, several people naturally read it in a flash.

"A few fellow Taoists inject some spiritual power into the four stone pillars, and then I will leave it to you to break the restriction."

Hearing this, Old Demon Hehuan instantly revealed an unconcealable surprise, and quickly stood beside one of the stone pillars.

Wei Wuya frowned, looked at a few people, and stood next to another stone pillar without saying anything.One hand secretly swept across a certain jade pendant around his waist.

At the same time, two of the other three early-stage Nascent Soul monks also made the same move.

(End of this chapter)