The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 812 Jade Slips and Organs

"Hehe!" The black-clothed monk sneered twice, but acquiesced.

Jia Jia frowned slightly: It's fine if she blunts her five senses, but Wei Dong, an old Tibetan god monk, went to Qingxia Valley that day, and a shrewd person like Wei Dong didn't even notice the existence of the black monk ?Thinking about the black-clothed monk who followed her and Ruan Siming for a long time, the two of them had no reaction, and Jiajia's heart sank: No matter whether this person borrowed a magic weapon or some kind of exercise, in short, the method of restraining his breath really made Jiajia feel complacent. Ashamed.At the same time, she became more vigilant in her heart: the black-clothed monk knew her identity and cultivation level, but she even Jiajia seemed to be somewhat ignorant of the black-clothed monk, until now she couldn't see what the hell he was. With some tricks, Jiajia's eyes flickered slightly, and she slapped the black-clothed monk on the back.

The Sky-Mending Hand, which has mobilized the spiritual power to the extreme, is quite capable. Under this blow, the protective magic shield on the side of the black-clothed cultivator quickly burst, and he hit it firmly with his palm. The body of the monk in black.Jiajia was overjoyed in her heart, but the smile froze on her face immediately: She clearly felt the contact with the black-clothed monk, but when she pressed her palm, nothing came of it.

Such a move of carrying the sky thunder head-on physically, the black-clothed monk did not make any difference.Jia Jia was vigilant in her heart, and glanced at Ruan Siming, who was not a fool, and she came to her senses when she saw Jia Jia's eyes, and then a purple message talisman was sent out.

With a calm backhand, he took out a group of silver threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye, and the black-clothed monk bent his lips: "Mending the sky, that's all." Then he suddenly jumped back: "Lian Zhenren, I Knowing that you are good at formations, if I continue to fight with you like this, I am afraid that you will be able to use all eighteen martial arts skills, and then it will be really troublesome. But today I have other important matters, so I will not accompany you. I'll come back to learn the real tricks some other day, so farewell!"

The monk turned around after saying that, but Jia Jia saw that he stretched out his hand and pinched a purple message talisman that Ruan Siming sent out just now into his hand. With a firm grip, the purple message talisman turned into fly ash and scattered away. .

Jia Jia was unsure of his method, and shook her head at Ruan Siming, who wanted to chase after him: "Forget it, poor people don't chase after him!"

Ruan Siming put away the long sword, walked up to her and asked, "Realist Lian, can you see that person's cultivation?"

Jiajia shook her head, her face turned pale: "Never be inferior to me, it's hard to say."

"The real person, you..." Ruan Siming was about to speak, but Jiajia's expression changed drastically and he looked behind him. Ruan Siming turned around belatedly, and his eyes widened involuntarily, almost speechless come here……"

In the depths of the blue sea in front of my eyes, an ancient stone temple loomed in front of my eyes, almost involuntarily. The two of them walked towards the ancient temple at the same time, but the closer they got, the stronger the cold air emanating from the ancient temple became. In this piece of blue sea water, it looks more and more strange.

"Lian Zhenren, it's so cold!" Ruan Siming couldn't help slowing down. For unknown things, especially those with a bit of weirdness, everyone almost came out of an instinct and shrank a little.

"I don't know what's in it, why don't you stay here, if I don't come out for a long time, there should be a response." Jiajia said, but she walked forward without slowing down, "Now it's better It’s easy to see the ancient temple, so there’s no reason not to go.”

Ruan Siming stared at Jiajia with a dazed expression for a moment, and seemed to finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Lian Zhenren, I will go with you."

Jia Jia nodded and didn't speak. Ruan Siming felt a bit frustrated with this appearance of having him or not, but he was not discouraged, and continued to follow Jia Jia to the ancient temple. .

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On the sea area fifty miles away from Penglai, a black-clothed monk sat on a bamboo raft and let out a heavy sigh of relief, looking a little scared.Stretching out his hand to touch his back, he felt a familiar sticky feeling: it's blood!After being hit hard by Lian Jiajia, his expression was pale at the time, but he was actually injured.Under the catastrophe, how can it be so easy to contend with the flesh alone?He is only at the peak of the cultivation base in the late stage of leaving the body. If it is an ordinary monk with the same cultivation base, he may be somewhat sure that he can win, but the opponent is a well-known monk in the world after all, and it is difficult to say clearly at the same cultivation level In the end it will be the winner.He had no one to meet him near the East China Sea, and he was inferior compared to the Kunlun monks. If he was not sure of killing Lian Jiajia, he would not stay there to entangle those two people again.What's more, if even the female cultivator Jiajia is really trapped inside by his formation, it will be difficult to escape at that time. No matter how powerful a cultivator is, he can only be deterrent when he is alive, isn't it?The black-clothed monk gave a wry smile, and took out an orange communication talisman with his backhand: "Two people from Kunlun found the ancient temple, and I didn't stop them."

After sending the message, the black-clothed monk sighed, and simply lay down on the bamboo raft, resting his arms on his pillow, letting the bamboo raft drift with the current, with his eyes slightly closed as if he was about to fall asleep, but he muttered: " I don’t know where the news about this ancient temple came from, and the Donghai monks themselves don’t know, but one or two irrelevant monks do know about it. For example, Fu Qingniu, such as that one.”

After sighing a few times, the black-clothed friar stopped talking. He was just a businessman with a good reputation who took people's money and eliminated disasters.Murder and arson is a kind of business, isn't it?He can't control so many whys.So many why let the relevant people have a headache!

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As soon as one foot stepped into the ancient temple, a strange force of attraction struck, but in the blink of an eye, Jia Jia and Ruan Siming were already in the ancient temple.

There was no water in the ancient temple, but Jia Jiayu Ruan Siming, who was used to practicing in the land of Shenzhou, relaxed all over.

This is an ancient temple that is completely different inside and outside. It seems that it is old and dilapidated on the outside, but there is something special inside, from the big statue of the incense burner in the ancient temple to the small bricks and stones on the inner wall, they are all extraordinary.

Ruan Siming reached out and touched the inner wall of the ancient temple: "There are so many water-proof beads, no wonder there is no stagnant water in this ancient temple." It's like a different kind of space in the sea, surrounded by sea water outside, but not aware of it inside.

Jia Jia reached out and touched the incense burner enshrined in it, which had no incense at all. The material, which looked like iron but not iron, was exactly the material brought by the ferry monk.The altar in the ancient temple is made of condensed dew fairy crystals, no different from the small pieces brought out by the monk on the ferry. The condensed dew fairy crystals the size of the altar are really around, Jia Jia thought to herself. Somewhat knowledgeable, but never seen.

"This ancient temple is really full of treasures!" Seeing this, Ruan Siming couldn't help feeling emotional, "People say that I am rich and powerful in Kunlun, but it is still far behind this ancient temple."

After sighing with emotion, Ruan Siming went to look at Jiajia who was on the side, only to see that Jiajia was looking at the enshrined portraits in the ancient temple seriously: different sects and sects in the world have different beliefs, and naturally they worship differently.Just as they worship the ancestor of Yuanshan Song in the righteous way of Kunlun, and the Huanxi Buddha in the Acacia School of the devil way, as far as Jiajia knows, the monks on the Seventeen Islands in the East China Sea worship the Dragon God in the Sea, and the one enshrined in the ancient temple in front of them The portrait obviously has nothing to do with the dragon god.

"Who is this person?" Ruan Siming leaned over and asked, obviously he didn't have the slightest memory of the enshrined portrait in his memory.

Jia Jia shook her head but nodded again: "I think this person looks familiar but I don't know where I've seen him before."

"Then even the real person can figure it out?" Ruan Siming asked, and at the same time, there was a bit of expectation in his heart, "Maybe if you think about it, you can figure it out."

Jia Jia didn't speak, she just felt that she seemed to be one step away from the answer, but there was a thin layer of tulle on the surface of the answer, which made it hard for her to see clearly.

Sensing what Jia Jia was thinking, Xuan Ling said: "Use the Shuo Ying Stone to record the appearance of the stone statue, and let me have a look, maybe I may know."

"That's good." Jia Jia immediately responded, no matter how Xuan Ling lived 10,000+ years longer than her, maybe she would really recognize her.

As soon as he threw the Shuoying Stone to Xuanling, Jiajia heard Xuanling give a soft "Hey", and then laughed twice: "Jiajia, it's not surprising that you look familiar, the person on this portrait is like a People are somewhat alike."

"Who?"

"Let me give you a hint, you can change his hairstyle, and then I will give you another hint - Shi Mojian." Xuanling was quite proud of his words, as if he had thought of it for himself but Jia Jia hadn't. Quite a bit proud.

"Shi Mojian? Gu Lang?" Jia Jia compared her hairstyle and shook her head, "No way. I'm so familiar with Gu Lang, I should recognize him at first sight."

"Except for Gu Lang, what else does Shi Mojian have? That person doesn't have much contact with you, but this person's actions can make you jump." Xuan Ling is still trying to tell the truth.

When reminded of this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jiajia's mind, and then her face turned pale: "Shi Mojian, Zuo clan of Mingding City. It's Shaoxin. This person is seven points similar to Shaoxin!"

The appearance of the name Shaoxin made Jiajia's heart skip a beat. Every move of this monk who is so wise and close to a demon, always frightens Jiajia. A person who regards the monks in the world as pawns in his hands is really frightening.

"That's right, since the Zuo clan in Dingcheng of Ming Dynasty was able to create the Shimo sword, they must also have mastered the art of refining weapons, or I don't know how many of them have mastered the six arts of cultivation." Jia Jia murmured, because of Shao Xin. Too outstanding, rare to see in 10 years, but makes people ignore the Zuo clan of Mingding City behind him.

This person is [-]% like Shaoxin, is he from the Zuo clan in Mingding City?Jiajia became vigilant, with Shaoxin's lessons learned, the Zuo clan of Mingding City also put a very dangerous label in her heart, and looked around vigilantly, but Ruan Siming had already jumped onto the altar while she was in a daze, stepping on her feet. It was the first time he encountered the taste of Lu Xianjing, and I have to say that, for Ruan Siming, he found it very interesting.

Reaching out to touch the statue, Ruan Siming weighed it with his hand: "It's not heavy." Then he lifted the stone statue with one hand and jumped off the altar.

It was too late for Jiajia to stop this action when he found out, the stone statue had already been knocked down by him, Ruan Siming fumbled here and there as if he was very curious.

"It's not sinking at all?" Jiajia also saw Ruan Siming's movements, and couldn't help being surprised: "Could it be empty inside?"

"Empty?" Ruan Siming moved quickly, and hurriedly called her, "Let's do that five-element secret mantra of cracking characters again!"

Jia Jia scanned the portrait with her spiritual sense and found that there was nothing wrong with it. She raised her hand and threw a few chess pieces around the stone statue just in case, then reached out her hand to probe, and made a count on the chest of the stone statue. With a handprint, he yelled softly: "Break!"

Since then, the stone statue has split apart, and the expected mechanism or other things have not appeared. Jiajia put away the chess, looked at the several jade slips in the stone statue, picked up a few pieces at random, but the two of them played at the same time. Turned pale with shock: The jade slips recorded the map of the organs from under Penglai to the vicinity of Yingzhou, or the map of the organs is not suitable. Jia Jia is a formation master, so naturally he knows the formation best, and bears the brunt of it at a glance It is the dozens of formations that are matched layer by layer. After careful counting, there are as many as 76 sets of large formations, and there are countless small formations among them.In addition to the formation, there are countless talismans and secret numbers marked on it.There are at least three ways of formation, talismans, and weapon refining among the six arts of cultivation.Moreover, it can be seen from the great skill and means of array arrangement that the arranger is at least a grand master-level array mage.The talismans, refining tools, and organs in the other two ways are no less complex than the formations involved.It would take decades or even a hundred years to understand its principle, and Jiajia suddenly felt an indescribable feeling: the method used by this ancestor monk to hide the ancient temple is no less complicated than that of a sect master. , because it involved the Zuo family in Dingcheng of Ming Dynasty, Jia Jia always had a bad premonition.

Suppressing the bad premonition in my heart, one thing is certain: Even if the whole ancient temple is a treasure, the ancient temple hidden by such complicated and difficult methods seems not to be qualified. There should be more Something greater, or more mysterious, is hidden beneath the secrets of this ancient temple.

However, these jade slips are of great help to monks in practicing the six arts of comprehension.With Jia Jia's consent, Ruan Siming made two rubbings of the jade slips, and then handed these jade slips and one of them to Jia Jia: "Master Lian, you keep these rubbings, and the original ones will be handed over to Jia Jia. Sect, it can also be counted as the strength of the two of us for the sect."

"You really have a heart." Jiajia put away the jade slip, and the position of the ancient temple on the jade slip is circled by cinnabar, which seems to be extremely important. As far as the formation that Jiajia can understand, here There is a large upside-down formation at the head: the ancient temple will move because it is located on a mechanism covered by a formation, from the underwater of Penglai to the vicinity of Yingzhou Island, which is related to the scenery of the four seasons and the transformation of various seawater objects. appear in different locations.

The complexity of it cannot be understood by a master who is proficient in formations alone.The Zuo Clan of Mingding City, where people like Shaoxin appeared, should not be underestimated. Jia Jia once again expressed emotion, but with this jade slip mechanism map, even if she goes out, it is not easy to find the location of this ancient temple again. It's difficult, as long as there is a law to follow in everything, no matter how complicated it is, there will always be a day when it will be solved.

(End of this chapter)