Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

There were only Anle and Gu Qiutong in the room.

They sat opposite each other, with Xiao Xiaohong floating in the middle with an expressionless face.

"Are you ready? This might hurt a little."

Gu Qiutong's tone was much gentler than usual, and a little cautious.

At this moment, she was calm and graceful, like an exquisite porcelain doll, with a lovable temperament.

In fact, Gu Qiutong's appearance can definitely be called that of a beauty, but her figure is too petite and her personality is extremely generous, so it is easy for people to overlook this point.

Anle responded casually: "It's not the first time, let's finish it quickly."

"it is good."

Gu Qiuting clasped his hands together and activated his spiritual consciousness.

laugh--

Accompanied by the sound of something being pierced.

The invisible poison pierced Anle's skin and flesh and penetrated deep into his muscles.

At first, a tingling sensation spread from the flesh and blood, similar to the discomfort of a foreign object moving in the body, but soon the pain disappeared, replaced by a warm heat, like soaking in a hot spring made from medicinal herbs.

A trace of secret power seeped into the flesh and blood, repairing the ghost armor under the skin.

About ten minutes later.

The poisonous insect crawled out again from the small hole where it had previously entered the body and returned to Gu Qiutong.

"All right."

Gu Qiutong exhaled lightly, her cheeks flushed pink, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

"very good!"

As soon as Anle thought about it, the ghost armor came out and covered his whole body.

Although there is still a gap between it and its heyday, it is much better than its previous shabby state, giving Anle a certain sense of security.

Just now, it was a special treatment method. Anle only found out a few days ago that the function of the fairy Gu technique is very comprehensive, combining killing, treatment, control, and strengthening in one.

Anle put away the ghost armor and said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Gu, thank you very much."

Gu Qiutong smiled cheerfully: "It's no big deal!"

"Why should we be so distant with each other? Just call me Xiaotong."

She patted Anle's shoulder carelessly.

"In fact, I am a little surprised that you, Brother An, are willing to use this method to heal your wounds. Many people would shy away when they hear the word "gushu"!"

"Also, aren't you afraid that I will give you a love poison, and you will be devoted to me and obey me from now on?"

Anle just smiled and said nothing.

He dared to ask Gu Qiutong for help, naturally he had tried it in the deduction.

Gu Qiutong snorted: "How boring! He didn't even react to a joke."

******

Soon, the two walked out of the small building.

In the crowd, Hu Chunsheng was looking in one direction and said solemnly: "One of the cores is right there."

People looked up and saw a strange-looking building.

It is high in the middle and low around, with flat steps on all four sides and a circular platform on the top, like an... altar?

Anle narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had already seen the existence of the altar during his deduction this morning, and he felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

This altar, apart from the different construction materials, is surprisingly similar to the bone altar in the cave!

One more chapter.

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Chapter 144 How can it be described in one word?

"really……"

Combined with the red-clothed woman who appeared in the previous illusion outside the temple, Anle naturally saw the subtle connection between the two.

"Could it be that this altar attracted enemies that the Luohun Sect could not deal with, thus leading to their destruction?"

Anle's eyes were deep, and he kept these thoughts silently in his heart.

After all, guesses are just guesses. Besides, his primary goal now is not to investigate the secrets of the past, but to escape from this strange relic.

After determining the direction, everyone set off together.

They are all cultivators at least in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and their leg strength is quite amazing.

In less than half an hour, the altar that seemed to be some distance away before was already not far away.

When people got closer, they could see... the altar was black and gray in color, but if they looked closely, there seemed to be some dark red lines, and there was a faint ominous aura.

The dark-colored steps seemed like a whole piece, carved one step at a time. Looking at them for a long time, it felt as if even your mind was sucked into them.

“What a weird altar.”

Gu Qiutong frowned, and goose bumps appeared on her fair skin.

Before she actually made contact, her insect felt fear and disgust towards the altar in front of her, preventing her from getting any closer.

"If you rashly go up to the altar, you may be in danger of losing your life."

Bai Xianyou on the side also said seriously.

At this time, his injuries had mostly improved, but his face was a little pale and he looked a little weak.

Due to Bai Xianyou's performance in the battle with Duomu Zhenjun, many cultivators have changed their views of him, and his words also carry a certain weight in people's ears.

"And have you noticed that there are fewer evil creatures around here than before?"

Many people nodded.

They all noticed that the closer they were to the altar, the fewer evil spirits and statues there were. At this distance, even the shadows of the two could not be seen, as if they were subconsciously avoiding this area.

All these signs indicate that this place must be extremely dangerous!

Naturally, everyone looked at Anle, waiting for his decision.

Anle touched his chin and said nothing, as if waiting for something.

Hu Chunsheng thought to himself: "Is there any deep meaning behind what An Daoyou did?"

Before long, people's spiritual consciousness trembled, and they all felt that some kind of existence was approaching quickly.

Everyone became alert and prepared for battle.

In these ruins, the bloody examples of people dying due to carelessness were laid out before them. The monks who had survived to the present had all learned these lessons.

Anle reminded him, "Don't worry, the other party is also a human being."

Soon, a group of monks appeared in the ruins along with misty clouds.

"careful!"

Their leader shouted first, looking at Anle and others as if facing a formidable enemy.

The man was wearing a white robe, was not tall, and had a very young face.

If it’s not Yun Wuhen, then who else could it be?

"It's Master Wuhen!"

Someone beside Anle immediately exclaimed.

"He was also trapped here... What a coincidence that we ran into each other."

"Great! If Master Wuhen and the Ghost-faced Man join forces, they will be able to break this core!"

Many people were pleasantly surprised. Yun Wuhen's name was so famous that it naturally gave them a lot of confidence.

However, it can also be seen that in people's minds, the Ghost-Faced Man is already a genius of the same level as the other party.

"It's actually... a living person."

Hearing everyone's conversation, Yun Wuhen's expression relaxed a little, a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and he rarely felt a little surprised.

"Very good……"

Since Yun Wuhen fell to this ruins, few good things have happened to him.

As soon as he fell, he was chased by a ghost general who was as powerful as a golden elixir. After finally escaping, he met a group of monks who asked for his protection. In order to maintain the reputation of "Master Wuhen", how could Yun Wuhen refuse? As a result, when the enemy was at hand, those people simply abandoned him and fled. Later, he encountered an evil spirit disguised as a human and almost fell into a trap.

How can it be such a bad word?

If Yun Wuhen wasn't so powerful, he would have died long ago.

However, this experience also made Yun Wuhen grow a lot.

Although he had gone through several trials before, he was usually accompanied by guardian elders, and very few people would use conspiracy or trickery against him.

But this time, Yun Wuhen truly realized the fickleness of the world and the unpredictable nature of human nature.

Therefore, even after confirming that Anle and others were alive, Yun Wuhen still remained vigilant.

He thought of a name he had just heard and said to himself.

"The Ghost-Faced Man? Is he among this group of people? Why can't I see him?"

To be honest, Yun Wuhen had never seen the Ghost-Faced Man. He only heard about his deeds and appearance from other people. He knew that he was a tall and powerful man wearing black armor. His first impression of him was not that powerful.

"I guess... he is just a middle-class figure, right? Not as good as the jade-faced scholar Lu Bin."

Yun Wuhen scanned the crowd but didn't find anyone who met the requirements.

He also found that the group was in very good condition.

They were full of energy, with light in their eyes, abundant spiritual power, and their clothes were fairly neat. The whole group was filled with vitality and cohesion.

Unlike the people around him, all of them were dusty and listless, as if they were trapped in a dark cloud of low pressure.

He was amazed: "The leader of these people must be very powerful."

"what?"

After a while, Yun Wuhen's sight gradually locked on a person and he took a breath.

"This person...is more handsome than me?"

Yun Wuhen has always been very confident in his appearance, but today, he had to admit that this person was better than him!

"Wait, his aura..."

At this time, the other party had walked up to him and said, "I am the ghost-faced man, Anle."

"Ok?"

Yun Wuhen opened his eyes wide in suspicion, but quickly regained his composure and spoke calmly.

"So you are the Ghost-Faced Man. I have heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

The first rule of the Yun family's divine method - lose the fight but not the battle, never show weakness in front of others!

Anle knew his character very well and smiled: "Master Wuhen, you are joking..."

After a brief exchange between the two sides, Anle went straight to the point.

"As human cultivators, I believe we all want to break through this strange space and leave. Master Wuhen, please lend me a helping hand."

Yun Wuhen's expression also became serious. He also didn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment.

"please say."

Anle's plan was simple.

Obviously, not everyone can climb onto this altar. Only a few strong men can be selected to work together to destroy its core.