At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Chapter 140 God King Jiang Taixu

After a while, the Tai Chi Divine Diagram that separated the ancient mine behind the two people calmed down again, and only the source energy and evil energy were still flowing silently.

"Brother, there seems to be a palace behind the purple stone..."

In Zhang Jingming's arms, the little girl rolled her big, bright eyes, pointed her little finger at the purple stone wall, and spoke uncertainly.

"Nanny, sit down and remember to remind me if there is any danger later."

Zhang Jingming put the stone knife on his waist, took out the backpack, put the little girl in it again, and carried it behind his back.

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded obediently, with a serious look on her face.

Chi!Chi!Chi!
Zhang Jingming flicked his ten fingers in succession, and shot out streaks of sword light from his fingertips, which were more dazzling than lightning. He cut open the purple rock wall in front of him, forming a passage for people to walk through.

He didn't waste any time and immediately started to move forward, clearing the way.

Behind the two of them, the purple rock wall seemed to be alive. The broken parts were quickly restoring themselves, and the opened passages were constantly squirming and closing quickly.

Zhang Jingming had expected this and was not too worried. He was still concentrating on digging the road and moving forward steadily.

boom!
A moment later, as the last loud noise came out, rock debris rolled down with a "crash". The two finally passed through the purple rock wall and reached the interior of the Purple Mountain. An extremely majestic building came into view.

It was a cave dug out of the purple mountain, with sapphire as the stairs and white jade as the door, just like a fairy palace in the clouds.

Zhang Jingming carried the little girl on his back, climbed the sapphire stairs, crossed the white jade gate, and entered the palace.

This palace is very quiet. They are all carved from ancient jade. At this moment, the buildings are deserted. It is deserted and deserted, leaving nothing behind.

Arriving at the end of the palace pavilion, more than a dozen blood jade stone steps appeared in front, leading to another deeper cave.

After the little girl confirmed that there was no danger, Zhang Jingming continued to take steps, crossed the blood jade stone steps, and really started to go deep into the purple mountain.

"God King Jiang Taixu strayed into the Magic Mountain and decided to take a look!"

"...Rogue cultivator Li Mu explores Mo Shanliu."

"Yao Chi Saintess Yang Yi seeks Zhang Lin and stays before entering the Demon Mountain."

"..."

Before walking too far, lines of writing appeared one after another on the purple stone wall. There were 37 lines of writing in total, each containing a different Taoist rhyme, all left by the predecessors.

Looking at the traces, these handwritings span a huge time span. The earliest ones are about a thousand years old, and the oldest ones can even be traced back to tens of thousands of years ago.

The routine of "XXX is here for a visit" can be considered to be carried forward in the other side of the starry sky.

Jiang Taixu, Li Mu, Yang Yi...

His eyes swept over these majestic, gray, or delicate handwritings one by one. Zhang Jingming didn't stop for much and continued to stride forward with his little girl on his back.

He did not have the habit of leaving any words or names on relics for future generations to admire.

Inside Zishan, the terrain is extremely complicated, and the passages are winding and winding. They seem to be naturally formed caves, or ancient mines left behind by the ancestors who mined source veins.

However, on the purple stone wall, there were misty purple flowers flowing and a hazy purple glow shining, so the interior of the passage was not very dark.

Zhang Jingming carried the little girl on his back and walked forward step by step, passing through abandoned mines and going deeper into Zishan.

After walking a few dozen steps, he felt a throbbing in his heart, as if something was calling him in front of him.

It was a force full of demonic nature that was irresistible and made people involuntarily move in a specific direction. It was very scary.

Zhang Jingming felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he was about to enter a truly dangerous place. Deep in the Purple Mountain, there were both great opportunities and great dangers.He quickly used mystical techniques to stabilize his mind. There was a clear and turbid air around him, shining with mysterious brilliance, protecting his body.

At the same time, the stone clothes on his body also had dots of colorful flowers rippling, revealing its extraordinary and spiritual nature, and most of the demonic summoning power was suddenly cut off.

As for the little girl, she was not affected at all and seemed not to notice anything unusual.

With the little girl's whispered reminder, Zhang Jingming moved forward without any danger and entered the depths of the Purple Mountain. Seven bones appeared in front of him one after another.

These seven white bones all shone with jade luster, and they looked like they were left by a peerless strong man. There were clear finger holes in their skulls. There was no doubt that the cause of their death was the same. They were all killed in one blow and their consciousness was shattered.

At this point, the demonic summoning power became a little stronger, and the atmosphere in Zishan became even weirder.

"Brother, there is a fleshless man in front of you, inside the stone..."

At this moment, the little girl in the basket spoke weakly, with a slightly pale face and a scared expression.

"Nanny, which direction is it? Let's go around there."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingming's heart moved. He knew who he met, but he still pretended not to know. He asked and turned around to leave.

"Don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions towards you..."

A very weak voice, as if he might die at any time, suddenly sounded in their ears.

This sound came from another direction of the Purple Mountain Passage, and it did not come from the same place as the demonic summoning power deep in the Purple Mountain.

"Big brother……"

The little girl became even more frightened. She stretched out her small hands and hugged Zhang Jingming's neck tightly from behind.

"who are you?"

Zhang Jingming paused and asked in a deep voice.

At the same time, his left hand reached behind him and touched the little girl's head to comfort her.

"God King...Jiang Taixu..."

After a while, the weak voice sounded intermittently, inaudibly.

"God King Jiang Taixu?!"

These five words fell in Zhang Jingming's ears. He seemed very shocked, with an incredible look on his face.

His expression is just right and doesn't appear too exaggerated. He knows "The Actor's Self-cultivation" by heart.

A Dacheng God King who disappeared for thousands of meters is still alive in the world, let alone meeting in the Purple Mountain. Any monk in the world who comes here will probably be shocked by this.

"How do you prove your identity?"

Zhang Jingming continued to ask questions, and did not act like a stupid young man who just believed whatever others said.

The voice didn't sound for a long time. I don't know if it was because he was too weak, or because he was confused by Zhang Jingming's failure to follow the routine.

"..."

After a long time, the weak voice sounded again, speaking a short paragraph of extremely mysterious scriptures.

The moment he heard that passage, Zhang Jingming's eyes suddenly froze, and he felt as if the true meaning of the Great Way was flowing in front of his eyes.

This must be a short passage from the Great Emperor's scriptures. Could it be the "Hengyu Sutra"?
It's a pity that there are only a dozen words. Apart from being able to feel the artistic conception, it has no effect and cannot be practiced at all.

(End of this chapter)