Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 278: Map treasures, spy on leopards

Looking at the scroll in the middle. Zhang's few steps were surprised, then suddenly, a touch of Weiying, Kai used to emerge.

On the scroll. A middle-aged man with an Eguanbo belt stood still in the sky. The background behind him was the vivid Tongtian divine fire column and the majestic giant city.

The man looked back sadly, and in the expression, he was filled with strong feelings of reluctance, as if the wanderer had left his hometown, and his heart could no longer return. /

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This painting is clearly a situation in which he was forced to leave the earth.

Few strokes. Let the kind of sad person, but the only look that outlines out, such a painter, can be described as quite good.

From the bone flute he left behind, this person must also be proficient in musical instruments, and he is a scribe type cultivator who is proficient in qinqi, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.

But it is such a character, who entrusts a painting of infinite sadness, but let Zhang Fan see how it feels, there is a kind of unnaturalness in it.

Realistic. Too realistic!

In ink-and-wash paintings like this, in many cases, being too realistic is not necessarily a good thing, but it does not reflect the mood.

How can I make such a mistake at the uncle's unscrupulous level?

From the scroll, everything has a clear sense of distance, and the location layout is clear and clear, as if it were not a scroll, but it was like an architectural drawing.

Before seeing the real thing, Zhang Fan is only secretly suspicious. not at all has too many ideas, but now it is different.

Comparing the scene in front of you, comparing the content on the scroll, with its clear realism, it is easy to determine the position of Uncle Wuji in the picture.

On the screen. At the foot of Uncle Wuji in the air, it is a immortal cave shape, surrounded by a flower garden of medicine fields, and a scene of immortal family blessed land.

And looking at the location judged by Zhang Fan, what I saw was not the same thing.

There. There is only a lonely hill, a few ordinary villages around, desolate and remote, there is really no special place.

After comparing the picture with the actual situation, and confirming that there is no error. The doubts in Zhang Fan's mind immediately had an answer.

"Map!"

"This is clearly a map."

Uncle Wuji's special painting method, as well as the very different scenes in that place, are silently telling this answer.

Waner is now about 14 or 5 years old and barely enters the range of girls. From this, the time when Uncle Wuji left can be introduced, which is at most a dozen years.

A dozen years is not enough to produce such a sea change.

The answer can only be that there is another mystery there.

Based on their ancestor's habit of communicating with the ground mouse, this is also reasonable.

"Brother. What's wrong?"

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that when he secretly pondered, he suddenly felt his sleeves sway for a while, and then a timid. The delicate voice came into the ear.

Wan's voice is still so sweet, Huang Ying singing, also inferior to her.

"Nothing!"

Zhang Fan clenched her little hand and said with a smile.

The magnificent sight in front of me, the Zhang Fan, a person with great knowledge, was shocked by it, not to mention that he had never been the child of the small world of Shutong immortal cave in his life.

Fear of panic and curiosity, and sweaty little hands, all revealed her nervousness.

"There is a brother, it's okay."

Zhang Fan patted her shoulder and comforted.

Done. He put away the scroll and secretly remembered the matter in his heart, preparing to wait for the situation of Geocentric cultivation world in the future and then deal with it.

Starting to leave, moving in my heart, I couldn't help but glanced back at the chemical restriction behind me.

It was just another time to look outside.

Unlike the martyr light curtain inside, it only looks outside! However, it is an ordinary stone wall, the upper wall peeling off, full of traces of years, blending into the surrounding environment. All in one, without a touch

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Even if Zhang Fan has been scrutinized with spiritual sense, there are no signs.

"So powerful?"

Zhang Fan said to himself in disbelief.

The distance is less than a foot, and there is no abnormality? Regardless of the color, shape, breath, and echoes with the surroundings, everything is perfect. If it is not just coming out from there, or someone tells him the truth, the scene will be doubtful.

Brows raised, one sleeve swayed, a sudden gust of wind, flying sand and stones, swept out, and hit like a rainstorm.

The sound of "crackling" bursts, and there are many cracks on the walls, and there are many cracks, which are no different from those of ordinary stone walls.

"No need to try."

The bitter people waited until the Zhang Fan test was completed, almost watching the joke. Before speaking.

"Forge great formation, with spirit vein on the ground, it is very secret!"

"Unless Nascent Soul late stage's pinnacle expert, follow spirit vein toward the inch, and it is possible to find the location of the modernized restriction from the outside."

"It turns out so!"

Zhang Fan suddenly appeared, and then his face was bright, and this creative restriction layout method, when it was cracked using Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction, has flowed through his mind like a clear spring, leaving a deep impression

Assuming that the digestion is completed in a few days, and make some preparations, he may not be able to arrange such a restriction. It is another killer steel.

However, this is a matter for the future. At least the actions of the deceased prove the concealment of the teleportation array, not afraid of others' appearance, which is enough.

In fact, this teleportation array has only been circulated in the uncle’s house for countless years, and is known to outsiders, it can be known that it must be extraordinary, but that is just a corollary. At this time, I personally tried it, Zhang Fan was finally relieved .

After all, after a hundred years, you have to return to Qin Province. If the back road is broken, it is really a tragedy.

Everything is done. Zhang Fan looked away and stopped. Pulling up Waner's little hand, the avatar disappeared instantly.

Distance. Whether it is a giant city, or the surrounding eight small cities. There is a stream of streamers coming and going, like a meteor shower, never stopping.

On the density of cultivator, it is only seen in Zhang Fan's life. Even in some prosperous Fangshi, it is also rare to see so many cultivator in and out at once.

Seeing Zhang Fan, but raising a brow, he didn't show much.

He wouldn’t be naive enough to compare the number of cultivator underground and on the surface. In fact, he saw the giant city. He knew that the way cultivator survived in the underground world was very different from the surface.

On the surface, except for the mountain towns established by some small families. There will be no cultivator living in the city, just some loose cultivator without any support. At most, it is nothing more than a home for the whole world, or finding a place in Fangshi.

Most of cultivator is either sect or immortal cave where there is spirit vein.

The underground world is different. Looking at the scale of this city and the temporary cultivator of Buchengga, it is more like living in the city. Is it swollen? How could it cost such a large skill for some mortal survival?

As for why they did this, they have to understand it later.

Streamer flashes. Suddenly passed away.

Zhang Fan not at all and those streamers generally choose to enter the city. At this time, the situation is still unclear. If you rush into the cultivator confluence, there will be no surprises if you do it.

Holding this thought, a flash, Zhang Fan took Waner's hand and appeared directly in a small village.

It is a village. But looking at the surrounding layout, it is more like a tribe that lives on hunting.

Now is the dusk of the underground, the day of work has just ended, all the residents are in the village, or eating. Or chat, get together in twos and threes.

So as soon as Zhang Fan appeared, they were immediately revealed by them.

"Ah!"

First exclaimed, and then "wow", everyone knelt down on the ground, touching the ground with his forehead, looking very respectful.

In the village, no one spoke at all.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly before he even saw that a bare **** child of two or three years old, without the urging of an adult, would kneel to the ground directly on obediently without being noisy. At most, I looked around curiously.

Not only the little child, but also the adults around him, and they secretly looked at Zhang Fan in the most secret way they thought.

"Strange!"

The attitude of these villagers makes Zhang Fan very unexpected.

This first contact allowed him to see something very different from the surface.

Mortal people on the ground can see cultivator, nothing more than two reactions.

It is fear. Trembling, eager to run. Like seeing a wolf, a tiger and a leopard;

The second is ecstasy. I want to go to the teacher when I rush, it is poisoned by folklore, but there are also a lot of talented people. Therefore, when you set foot on the immortal road, the mortal scholars who often come down often get fairy tales. This is how the legend came from.

The villagers in front of them are obviously different.

There is no fear and ecstasy in their eyes, and some are only infinite awe. This is the respect and envy of the last person. I really want to talk about it. It is about the same as the mortal meeting of the parents. Just be better.

As soon as the idea of ​​Zhang Fan turned, I almost understood it.

The underground cultivation world and cultivator all live in the city. The construction of such a huge city is obviously not very flat nearby. It can even be said that there is a crisis. As for where the danger comes from, you need to understand it to know.

At this time, he only knows that in this environment, he and cultivator are living together again. It is not surprising that these mortals have such a special mentality.

This is the patron saint who protects powerful owners. The awe and respect generated by nature are just like the ancient ancestors. They worshiped the Holy Emperor who led them to fight against monster beast and the cruel living environment.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan didn't take it seriously, but just comforted her with a little panic. Then standing quietly in the same place, while looking at the environment in the village, while waiting for someone who can speak.

This small village. However, it is one of countless villages in the periphery, but Zhang Fan can be chosen at random, any special place of not at all.

But in this ordinary place, you can still get a lot of information.

Outside the village, a circle of fence-like protection was set up to protect the entire village.

By the bonfires burning around in the village, it is easy to see that the fence is not the genus of the imaginary vegetation, and there is no plant life on the surface fence, which is covered with red flowers and green grass. Natural wildness.

The fence, gray or white, occasionally emits a ghost-like glow. Even if the village is full of bonfires, it can't help but give people a sense of sensation.

The horizontal, vertical and horizontal lines that make up the fence vary in thickness and size. They are all skeletons of living things.

"Use the skeleton as a fence?"

A bit of different color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, but it reminded me of the special animal bones for refining Flying Clouds Ark, the uncle's unscrupulous bone flute, and the white bone streamers that were seen on several disciple disciples of Shiraishi, all kinds of magical item "

They have one thing in common, they are all made of special bones that are not on the surface.

The bones that make up the fence in front of you will naturally not have the power that cultivator used to refine magical item. However, spiritual sense swept past, you can still clearly feel the traces of spirit qi fluctuations on it.

In other words. These animal bones come out of monster beast.

"Eh!"

This time, Zhang Fan can't help but be surprised. It's already the case with a common village. What about other villages? What about in the city?

I can imagine it. What is the number of animal bones?

How many monster beast will be slaughtered to make up such a horrible amount?

Seeing this. Zhang Fan somewhat understands the ancient descendants here. Why build such a huge city?

The monster beast here must be quite rampant, otherwise, it is not enough to ensure the safety of mortals, anyway. All mortals are the foundation of cultivation world. If they all die at the mouth of monster beast, then this underground cultivation world will be unsustainable.

Although this fence is terrifying, it can't shake the mind of Zhang Fan. But a little glance, then immediately looked away. Back to the villagers kneeling to the ground.

Looking at it a little bit earlier, not at all cares about it. At this time, the animal bones appear, but again, it is much more careful.

With this look, I have gained something!

The villagers. However, men, women and children, all dressed in animal skins, do not have a common fabric of cotton and linen on the surface. Occasionally the old man with a cane ~ IndoMTL.com ~ the cane in his hand is not made of old wooden roots, but made of animal bones. Even some knives that are obviously used to cut food and slaughter livestock are actually bone knives.

Seeing this. Zhang Fan knows that most of their lives are based on hunting monster beast.

Strangely. Although these villagers seem to be quite strong and powerful, Kong Wu has no trace of spirit strength on their bodies. How did they hunt monster beast?

Zhang Fan just had doubts in his mind, and there was a sudden riot among the villagers. But for a moment, a trembling old man. Accompanied by two strong men, they hurried over.

"Late Gu Sixin, meet seniors."

"Small Siqu, Si An, have seen the guru!"

The old man bowed deeply and performed a junior ceremony, but the two strong men were different, like ordinary villagers, kneeling down. Then he walked forward and seemed to kiss Zhang Fan's boots.

"This is,"

ps: There is a chapter collection on the second point (to be continued)