Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1244 Forbidden Land
The night was as dark as ink, and the sound of the wind in the forbidden area rose and fell.

The treetops swayed violently in the strong wind, making rustling sounds, and the crisp sound of dead branches breaking mixed with the shrieks of something unknown, bringing waves of bone-piercing cold.

The smell of soil and fallen leaves was particularly strong due to the wind, and there were swirling fallen leaves everywhere underfoot.

Everywhere the wind tore out echoes that were either high or low, as if countless invisible forces were competing in secret.

"It seems that there is no spiritual energy here." Du Xingyu kept holding Lingxi in his hands and felt that breathing was a little difficult.

According to information obtained by Yu Sinian and his team, this forbidden area was originally an altar for offering sacrifices to heaven.

But for some unknown reason, perhaps due to the decline of the Canghai Sect or the change of its leader, the Canghai Sect has not offered sacrifices to the heavens in nearly a hundred years, and this place has become a forbidden area.

Lin Fan walked in the middle of the team. The weeds on the ground were blown down by the wind, revealing scattered mottled floor tiles.

The strong wind made the already unclear vision even dimmer, and the swaying black shadows looked eerie and terrifying.

When turning the third bend, an indescribable smell suddenly permeated the smell of rotten wood.

The view was wide and the wind was much lighter. A huge stone altar lay before them.

The surface of the blue-gray stone is covered with moss and cracks, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

The surface of the circular altar was covered with ancient runes. Although the edges were cracked and damaged, and the six stone platforms on the outside were also incomplete, vague runes could still be seen in the gaps where the vines were entangled.

The wildly growing green plants seemed to have been specially planned, decorating the entire altar into a strange eye shape, staring at the visitors in the dark.

"That's it?" Ao Hen looked up at the building that seemed to have been abandoned by time, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It's already abandoned like this, what's the point of banning it?"

The altar seemed to have some kind of mysterious power. The closer you got to it, the weaker the wind became.

As soon as Lin Fan stepped in, he saw obvious dark marks left in the center of the altar. The shapes were irregular, there were more than one, some were large, some were small, and there were also many tiny spots splashed on the edges.

"This is." Lin Fan squatted down and lightly touched the dark mark with his finger.

Du Xingyu stood behind her: "Bloodstains? It looks like more than one person's. Could it be from those missing people? A blood sacrifice?"

Lin Fan's fingertips didn't feel any dirt, and when he put it under his nose, he didn't smell any obvious rust.

"This is blood from a long time ago." Ao Hen leaned forward and took a few deep breaths. He said confidently, "It's not recent. It should have nothing to do with the monks who disappeared recently. This little bit of blood is useless!"

"It looks like no one has been here for a long time." Ling Yichen saw a little black winding under the vines, and when he pulled them apart, he saw that it was actually an iron chain. "Look here. Maybe this place has become a place of punishment after it is no longer used for offering sacrifices to the heavens."

"After all, it is an altar for offering sacrifices to the heavens. Even if it is abandoned, it shouldn't be..."

Before Du Xingyu finished speaking, he heard a soft "click" sound coming from somewhere.

Ling Yichen was so scared that he threw the chain in his hand, but he still couldn't stop the stone platform connected to the chain from turning.

After half a circle, the other five stone platforms also began to rotate one after another.

"You!" Aohen really wanted to stab him at this time.

"I!" Ling Yichen knew he was in the wrong, but he still explained, "I didn't do anything. I just picked it up."

Lin Fan and Du Xingyu stood back to back, looking around vigilantly.

The altar, which was originally devoid of spiritual energy, suddenly began to overflow with spiritual energy and began to vibrate slightly. The vibration came from under their feet, and the runes lit up with a faint blue light. The air around them became sticky, and several people could clearly feel that something was quietly approaching.

"Be careful!" Aohen yelled, his knife already unsheathed. The other three also took fighting stances.

However, at this tense moment, the runes on the altar suddenly went out, and everything returned to calm.

Several people looked at each other. No one expected that things would end so quickly. They were all confused.

"Look there!" Lin Fan was the first to notice that several long and narrow cracks had appeared on the stone wall behind the altar. The deep black cracks seemed like narrow eyes sizing up the people on the altar. "Oh! You're trying to lure me into a trap?" Du Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief. That was right. "This stage was built. If you say it wasn't intentional, I don't believe it."

As I stepped into the gap, a damp and cold breath hit me in the face, and under my feet were moss-covered stone steps that meandered downwards.

Lin Fan released a drone, lighting up the darkness, which again attracted the attention of Ao Hen and Ling Yichen.

Walking along the stone steps, murals gradually emerged on the surrounding stone walls. The murals were composed of simple lines, depicting scenes of ancient monks casting powerful spells on the altar with blood as the guide.

"Is this the history of Canghai Sect?" Du Xingyu narrowed his eyes, looking at the increasingly bizarre scenes in the flickering space, and said with a click of the tongue. "No wonder it can't prosper. What kind of evil heaven-sacrificing magic is this from the outer sect?"

Lin Fan thought of Madam Wen's accusation. If the Canghai Sect had such means in the past, it would be in line with tradition to be able to steal people's spiritual roots now.

After walking down a distance, Du Xingyu stopped and his eyes fell on a stone door in front of him.

"The concentration of spiritual energy here has become stronger. It really feels like a forbidden area. Is there something waiting for us inside?"

The stone door covered with runes was tightly closed, as if sealed by some force.

"Be careful." Ling Yichen reminded in a low voice. He had already taken the Duanxiao Sword out of its sheath and was holding it in his hand, looking around vigilantly.

Lin Fan nodded and was about to reach out to push the door when suddenly, a slight sound of wind came through the crack in the door.

She frowned and was about to look back at Du Xingyu, but he suddenly held her shoulder and said, "Don't move!"

Just as he finished speaking, the tightly closed stone door suddenly made a teeth-grinding creaking sound and slowly opened on its own.

The drone entered the door first, reflecting a dim space.

"This is..." Lin Fan took a glance and his expression changed slightly.

A circular stone chamber with a row of stone coffins neatly placed in the center, and the coffins were engraved with complex array patterns.

At the very front of the stone chamber stands a row of tablets, the number of which corresponds to the number of sarcophagi.

"Oh my god!" Du Xingyu also looked incredulous. "Are you really going to go to such lengths? You're even offering up your ancestral graves to lure us in?"

"Are these the successive leaders of the Canghai Sect?" Ao Hen crossed his arms across his chest, obviously not expecting to see such a situation.

"No wonder they are punishing people at the altar outside," Ling Yichen squinted his eyes and found that there seemed to be a lot of things on display inside, "Shall we go in?"

They looked at each other, and it was Lin Fan who made the final decision.

"Come in! They've opened the door for us, so why not let us in? Now that we're here, we want to see what kind of gourds the Canghai Sect sells!"

Canghai School.

Sect Leader Shen was listening to the report from his confidant.

"Are they really in the house and haven't stepped out yet?"

"It is indeed abnormal compared to the previous few days." The confidant bowed and replied, "But after they entered the house, the doors and windows were not closed. Our people were watching them the whole time. They sat around the table and talked about something. The disciple who went in to serve tea and snacks said that he heard them say that they were going back home. Maybe they really couldn't find anything."

"Hmm," Sect Master Shen picked up the tea and took a sip, "I didn't expect that the genius of Changtian Sect is really... If they say that we are not allowed to go to the forbidden area, then we really won't go."

"After all, it's a famous and upright sect. Uh..." The confidant suddenly realized that there was something ambiguous in his words, "But judging from them, Changtian Sect is not that great. Their disciples are just so stupid. It's a waste of our efforts."

"It's better not to go." Sect Leader Shen narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. "Leaving early can save us a lot of trouble. At least we don't have to keep an eye on them everywhere, fearing that they will cause trouble again. Humph! They are still little brats after all."

"That's right." The confidant smiled flatteringly, "If they are safe, we can also feel more at ease."

"Don't be too happy yet. Go! Keep watching until they leave our area."

"Yes!"