Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes flashed with brilliance, like a meteor across the night sky. After carefully sensing it, he shook his head again.

"No, it's a strange aura that is somewhat similar to righteousness."

He concentrated on investigating and found that this breath was like an advanced and sublimated version of the energy contained in the magma in the pool. It was more advanced and pure than ordinary magic and spiritual energy, just like the difference between fairy wine and village wine, which was as vast as heaven and earth. It was like stepping from the mundane world into the sacred fairyland.

The pores all over the body seem to be greedily absorbing this rare energy, reveling in it, yet always remaining vigilant, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"If ordinary people live in this rich energy for a long time, they will surely prolong their lifespan, get rid of diseases and disasters, as if they are being gently favored by the God of Time and stay young forever. If a magician is immersed in it, his magic power will surely advance by leaps and bounds, just like a dry river channel ushering in a torrential flood, full and surging. Even for me, it can help the magic power circulation in my body, like a fish in water, as if a precision machine has been injected with top-grade lubricating oil, running more smoothly and efficiently."

Jiang Shi Nian pondered in his heart, thinking that if this place was used as a palace, then the Star Pavilion would be discarded like a worn-out shoe. After all, in comparison, this place was like a mansion in fairyland, while the Star Pavilion was just a shabby kiln, like pearls and gravel, the superiority and inferiority were immediately apparent.

However, just as he stepped into the ancient cave, a terrifying chill seemed to rise from the soles of his feet, like an icy poisonous snake, instantly climbing up along his spine, extinguishing his previous thoughts.

"It seems that this place is definitely not a good place."

Jiang Shi Nian looked solemn, like a general stepping into a dangerous place. He looked around and found that this place was not so much an ancient cave as it was an elaborately carved immortal cave. It was spacious and open inside, as magnificent as a palace.

On the stone wall, mysterious marks appear like codes written by time, which are obviously the work of human effort rather than nature.

Each scratch seems to contain the will and strength of an unrivaled master, or is as strong and powerful as a sword unsheathed, cutting through the void.

Or it can be graceful and agile, like a fairy dancing, leaving behind a beautiful trail.

Even after so many years, its aura remains, and it is mysterious and profound, which makes people feel respect when they look at it and feel palpitations when they take a peek. It is hard to imagine how extraordinary the person who engraved it was in the past, as if a god from outer space, with the ability to reach heaven and earth, came to the earth.

Moreover, from time to time, this mountain wall exudes wisps of strange energy, which is more precious than the magic and spiritual energy in the world. It seems like a divine gift from heaven, and it exudes a heart-thrilling precious light all over the body.

Surrounded by a sacred halo.

Jiang Shi Nian was puzzled, and he lightly tapped his fingertips. A ball of five-colored flame instantly leaped out, like a nimble fire snake, and slammed into the mountain wall, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, or like a gentle breeze blowing on the face, and it did not leave any trace.

The mountain wall is like an indestructible divine shield, safe and sound, just like a peerless master, facing the provocation of the ants, calm and unmoved, showing its majestic background and powerful defense.

“No, perhaps these are not just marks of excavation, but more like scars left by past wars.”

Jiang Shi Nian took a closer look and saw that in addition to the carvings, there were also many cracks on the cave wall, like a densely woven spider web, crisscrossing each other. It was obviously caused by the bombardment of precious treasures and the confrontation of powerful people. It was definitely not the result of ordinary excavation.

Every crack seems to be telling of a thrilling, dark and fierce battle, a crazy collision of strength against strength, a desperate contest of will against will, with the remnants of the embers and smoke of past wars.

The cave was spacious and deep. Jiang Shi Nian walked forward steadily. Soon, he saw a huge rock across the road in front of him. Its aura was of the same origin and nature as the mountain, as if they were born from the same root and connected by blood. There was a huge gap in the cave wall on the side, and cracks were spread all over it, like several cracks in the earth.

"Um......"

Chapter 121 Highlighting Beauty

Jiang Shi Nian pondered for a moment, then waved his hand. The huge rock seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope and left his storage space.

"Take it first. Although it is damaged, it is still a rare treasure. No matter which world you travel to in the future, you can use it as trading capital, or refine it into a peerless magic weapon."

Jiang Shi Nian was like a treasure appraiser with a discerning eye. He discovered lost treasures in the ruins and decisively put them in his pocket, waiting for them to shine in the future.

While I was thinking, ancient carvings gradually appeared on the wall of the cave, like a long scroll of history covered in dust, slowly unfolding. A mysterious atmosphere lingered, as if covering it with a dreamy veil.

Jiang Shi Nian became very curious and moved closer to take a closer look.

The picture shows humanoid creatures with agile postures and graceful manners, as if they have the perfect physique and charm of ancient Greek sculptures. There are also many strange creatures with different shapes and unpredictable appearances.

Or he may have three heads and six arms, like the reincarnation of the mythical Nezha, possessing extraordinary magical powers.

Or the whole body is glowing, as if it is illuminated by the Buddha's light, and comes from an alien time and space, which makes people marvel, as if opening a mysterious door to another world, and getting a glimpse of the fantastic creatures and mysterious civilization in another dimension.

Just as he was immersed in exploring the ancient secrets, he suddenly turned around as if he had sensed something and shouted, "Who!"

The sound was like a huge bell, echoing endlessly in the cave, making the surrounding air buzz, as if to force out the mysterious existence lurking in the darkness, and it was like a thunder of righteous judgment.

It broke the silence, intimidated all around, and demonstrated its powerful aura and resolute determination.

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were like a brilliant galaxy, and the light in his eyes was like star fragments, sparkling brightly. The scarlet color in his eyes was like the karmic fire burning fiercely in the depths of the universe, hot and intense, as if it could burn all illusions and tightly lock the depths of the ancient cave.

There, the mist is like the graceful and flowing silk ribbons of the silkworm, swirling and diffusing wantonly, layered and crisscrossed, weaving into a mysterious web that seems to be able to swallow up everything.

During this time, an inexplicable force continued to shake like a surging undercurrent with hidden mysteries.

The ancient carvings on the cave walls seemed like prehistoric beasts awakened from their slumber, continuously emitting a terrifying aura that was so chilling that it seemed to freeze the soul.

The deeper you explore into the mystery, the pressure becomes like layers of accumulated tides, becoming heavier, like an invisible and majestic ancient sacred mountain, weighing heavily on your heart.

It's almost suffocating, and every breath of air seems to be filled with tension and uncertainty.

The moment passed quietly, and the surroundings were as quiet as the bottom of a dead abyss. There was no movement at all, as if the whole world was holding its breath.

However, Jiang Shinian seemed to be possessed by an ancient god of war. Every muscle and nerve in his body was like a precision machine wound up, tense to the extreme, and he dared not slack off for even a moment.

In this mountain that carries the heavy sediment of endless ancient years.

The mysteries of the past lie like broken spears and swords buried deep in the sands of history.

There are countless hidden things, who can assert that there is no danger lurking in the dark, just like a cunning hunter, hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike?

What's more, the legendary Yingquan and the Twelve Golden Palaces are like mysterious treasures covered in dust by time, buried deep here, like a magical magnet, attracting mysterious forces from all sides.

The mountain is covered with a strange, complex and foggy mysterious veil, with numerous variables and endless secrets, like a puzzle that can never be solved.

"tread"

"tread"

The sound was so subtle that it seemed to be a secret whisper that traveled through time and space, and it came slowly, just like the soft whisper of an ancient god.

But the surrounding mountains are like a battlefield filled with smoke and chaos where gods are fighting.

The Qi is like materialized sharp arrows, interweaving and colliding wildly.

The roar was deafening, like rolling thunder, endlessly covering up the mysterious footsteps, like a tiny drop of water merging into the vast ocean, making it difficult to find any trace.

Fortunately, Jiang Shi Nian is like a supernatural being, a keen hunter with divine ears.

Standing in this noise and bustle, one's five senses have been honed by time and tempered by war.

It has already reached the extraordinary level, like the most sophisticated radar, accurately capturing the faintest footsteps. Even if it is as subtle as the flapping of mosquito or fly wings, it cannot escape his "auditory net".

"tread"

"tread"

The dark cave is like the gloomy throat of a giant beast. The air is filled with mist, and the dense fog is like a wandering ghost. From time to time, there is a faint light that flickers like will-o'-the-wisp, like a cunning elf, which willfully blocks the vision and makes people feel as if they are in the depths of a maze, dizzy and unable to tell the direction.

The sound of the footsteps was like the precise ticking of a clock, so regular that it was almost rigid, and exuded an inhuman weirdness, like the rhythm of some mysterious ritual, which was both fascinating and frightening.

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were like cold stars in a cold night, shining brightly. His gaze was like a sharp sword that could penetrate all darkness and fog. He stared at the end of the passage, as if he wanted to use the sword of his gaze to split the chaotic fog, see through the truth, and find the secret hidden in the dark.

The fog was like a flock of frightened sheep, being roughly pushed away by a pair of invisible but powerful hands. A figure appeared as if slowly stepping out from the crack of time.

"people?"

Jiang Shi Nian's body froze, his eyebrows slightly raised, full of astonishment, his eyes focused.

The person in the distance looked like a fairy strolling in a garden, with lotus flowers blooming at every step. Her face gradually became clearer, like a hazy painting being slowly unveiled, and every inch revealed was filled with endless mystery and surprise.

"A woman?"

Jiang Shi Nian frowned, his expression solemn, and doubts arose in his heart, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The distance between the two of them seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, rapidly shortening, and Jiang Shi Nian was able to observe his appearance carefully.

This woman is like a rare jade that God has spent his entire life to carve carefully. Her bright eyes are like clear autumn water that reflects the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds. The waves are shimmering and full of charm.

The white teeth are like neatly arranged, shiny and glistening pieces of jade, sparkling and exquisite.

Her face is beautiful, like a lotus flower emerging from water in the morning, covered with dew and untainted by the mundane world. She exudes an otherworldly and ethereal aura.

She was dressed in a white dress that was whiter than snow, and although there was no wind around her, she seemed to be gently caressed by a mysterious aura.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, like a fairy walking on the waves. She walked slowly, as if she had descended from the endless abyss to this mortal world with a mysterious mission. There was not a single flaw on her body, and she was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a mortal.

It is like an elf walking out of a dream bubble, ethereal and unreal, possessing the spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth, above the worldly airs, with skin as white as ice and bones, reaching perfection. Looking at it makes people marvel and feel awe, as if they are looking at a god.

"How could such a peerless beauty appear in such an ancient cave? Could she be someone from countless years ago?!"

Chapter 122: Alchemist from the ancient Eastern country?

Jiang Shi Nian's mind raced, and his soul seemed to be struck hard by a giant hammer of ancient divine weapon, shaking violently. But in the blink of an eye, the words that he had heard from the black gas incarnate, the black stone, came to his mind, like a basin of ice-cold water, extinguishing the longing in his heart.

The alchemist who left this world in the past once set foot here, but he did not take the Yingquan. Instead, he set up the Qiantian Minghuo Formation. At first he thought it was to protect the treasure, but now it seems that there is a deeper meaning behind guarding this mountain.

If there really was a beautiful woman living here countless years ago, how could the Taoist priest just abandon her and let her die on her own? This idea doesn't make sense and is absolutely impossible.

Thinking about the world today, those with outstanding looks are the men and women who are obsessed with novels and have beautiful dreams, as if they have absorbed the spirit of the books.

Some are so handsome as to shake the world, some are so beautiful as to make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground, but even so, compared with the woman in front of him, they are like fireflies compared to the bright moon, and they are eclipsed and cannot be compared.

"The situation is becoming increasingly complicated and bizarre."

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were like burning beacons, with a blood-red light flickering faintly. He thought that this anime world was like a clear stream with distinct veins, but the two words yin and yang were enough to give him a general idea and give him insight into the universe.

Now it seems like stepping into a mysterious maze, with many forks in the road, endless secrets, and many unknowns waiting to be excavated, as if the treasure is buried deep, waiting for the right person to explore and open it.

"who are you?"

Jiang Shi Nian's voice was like the sound of a huge bell, powerful and resounding through the walls of the cave. His eyes were as sharp as torches as he stared at the woman. His voice was rolling as if to break the mysterious atmosphere. He fearlessly forced the truth out of her.

Deep in the ancient cave, the evil aura is like ink soaked in clear water, slowly surging, shrouded in mist, and the ancient path is like a dark tunnel, deep and unfathomable.

The woman seemed not to hear the voice, and continued to walk gracefully with lotus steps, as if she was being pulled by a mysterious silk thread.

Without saying a word, he approached Jiang Shi Nian step by step, as if he had an irresistible aura, mysterious and dangerous.

"Isn't she a human?" Jiang Shi Nian felt a chill in his heart. This woman looked weak, but in fact she was like a peerless master who concealed her incompetence.

There was an indescribable terror all over his body. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of fate, with perfect precision.

The terrifying aura emanating from the cave walls surrounded her like a loyal follower, making her look like an otherworldly fairy walking in the clouds, mysterious and dangerous.

"An alchemist from an ancient Eastern country?!"

Jiang Shi Nian's gaze was like X-rays, penetrating the surface. The woman was dressed in ancient oriental clothing, embellished with hairpins and jade ornaments, like pearls left over from the years, shining brightly and quietly revealing her identity.

Jiang Shi Nian's mind seemed to be struck by a flash of inspiration.

The two words "Xiu Xian" (cultivation of immortality) shine brightly like bright stars.

It is a mysterious path in the ancient Eastern country, like a parallel railway track with worldly magic, leading to the same destination but with its own unique charm.

Although there are records, they are like fragments and incomplete, having gone through the vicissitudes of time and the accumulation of wisdom.