Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 986 Immortal Artifact Recognition (2)

There are only a pile of chaotic stones and a stone tablet around.

On the stone tablet, there are actually words.

It's just that it has been in disrepair for a long time, and that itself is still vague.

Qingqing put her hands on the stone tablet, stroked the handwriting little by little, and felt a surge of spiritual power between them.

Moreover, this spiritual power is actually not the same kind.

Six different spiritual powers were attached to these handwriting.

"I hope that Shenzong Chunxi will come here for a visit." Changqing looked at Qingqing's movements with deep eyes, thoughtfully, and read out the words on the stone tablet.

"Do you feel that this is the spiritual power on the stone tablet?"

Qingqing nodded, and just when she was about to say how special this spiritual power is, Chang Qing said, "When you become a real master one day, you will be able to use six kinds of spiritual power at the same time to leave words on the stone tablet just like Chunxi."

"A real master?" Qingqing looked at the stele and suddenly smiled.

It may not be impossible to recover the spiritual root and become a real master.

"The passage is on the stele, let's get out of the way." Changqing said, walked to the stele, and put his hand on the word Chunxi.

As Chang Qing gradually input spiritual power into the two characters, the space behind the stele suddenly twisted, and a passage slowly opened.

"It's here, but it's still there, come with me." Changqing said, leading Qingqing into the passage.

At the same time, Feng Qi rode Gui Luan and just arrived at the Demon Swamp.

"No one, could it be that he's already dead?" Feng Qi looked at the dark swamp with an ugly expression.

"What should I do? Feng Yi will not let it go."

"Cheat him. Say that Li Wonton has escaped from the Demon Realm."

"Will he believe it?"

"He doesn't want Li Wonton to die, so he will believe it." Feng Qi took a picture of Guiluan, turned and left the swamp.

Qingqing and Changqing came out of the passage, and found that the exit of the passage turned into Demon Killing Cliff.

"It seems that Chunxi changed the passage later. Now that I'm here, I'm going to go down to Demon Killing Cliff to worship Chunxi first, and then go to look for gold and jade. Let's leave here." Changqing said, and was about to fly down Demon Killing Cliff.

Qingqing heard it, and immediately followed, "Yes, Demon Killing Cliff is extremely dangerous, what should you do if you just go down like this, and you can't get out?"

"I walked out that year. In fact, the Demon Killing Cliff is not that scary, it's just that there are many formations, forming a maze. When I left back then, I used Chunxi's tomb as the eye of the formation under the Demon Killing Cliff. A formation that purifies the evil spirit, and now the evil spirit at the bottom of the Demon Killing Cliff has burned a lot compared to the past."

"Changqing cultivator, since this is the case, can I follow along? I also want to pay homage to Chunxi cultivator." Qingqing wanted to worship Chunxi, but felt that Chunxi's Mingyun was too miserable, and at the same time admired him. Chunxi is a master.

Changqing felt that Qingqing and him, as well as Chunxi, were actually destined, so he nodded in agreement.

Changqing had his own magic weapon, and took Qingqing all the way down the Demon Killing Cliff.

The resentment at the bottom of Demon Killing Cliff was indeed extremely strong, but since Qingqing had recovered her spiritual power, she still had demonic blood in her body, and was protected by Changqing, so there was no danger.

Although Changqing has been here once, he still has a fresh memory of the route.

The two walked steadily all the way to Chunxi's grave.

Standing in front of the tomb, Qingqing paid respects to Chunxi's tombstone earnestly. When she got up, she suddenly felt a strong spiritual riot in the tomb in front of her.

"Xiu Zhe, did you feel it? The spiritual power suddenly exploded." Qing Qing hurriedly looked at Chang Qing, but found that Chang Qing couldn't believe it, and was full of joy and sadness standing where he was, looking at the tomb.

(End of this chapter)