Chapter 450 Behind the stone gate, the weapon spirit

  There are many pits and pits on the stone gate, numerous lines and breaks.

  Chen Qingyuan and others stopped collecting the spirit stones, looked at them carefully, and could not understand the meaning of the Dao pattern. They only felt that it was very mysterious, and their souls had a floating feeling, as if they were stepping on the clouds and mist. Suddenly, Up and down.

  "What are your thoughts?"

  Chen Qingyuan said nervously, staring at Shimen.

  "Why don't you... do some research?"

  Chang Ziqiu became interested, and there was a strange fluctuation in his eyes. He must be full of curiosity about what was behind the stone door and could not suppress it.

  The area outside the stone gate is full of spiritual stones, and there are many spiritual veins buried underground.

  So what is behind the door is more precious?

  Since Chang Ziqiu has been with Chen Qingyuan for a long time, he has become particularly concerned about spiritual stone resources and other things, and has lost the mentality of a free swordsman before.

  The same goes for Wu Junyan. On the surface, he doesn't say a word, but his eyes reveal his desire for resources.

  Perhaps Chen Qingyuan has a special connection with the old land and automatically avoids risks. Therefore, the two of them looked at Chen Qingyuan in unison. It was up to Chen Qingyuan whether to inquire about the situation behind Shimen.

  "Old Chang, you come up with your suggestion!"

  Chen Qingyuan patted Chang Ziqiu on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

  "..." Chang Ziqiu's mouth twitched slightly.

  Can I take that back?

  Before Chang Ziqiu could object, Chen Qingyuan pushed him towards the stone gate with a forceful palm.

  Chang Ziqiu naturally did not put up any precautions against his brothers, and stood in front of Shimen without any surprise, with a distance of only one meter.

  What a bastard! What a trap!

  Chang Ziqiu looked back at Chen Qingyuan and gritted his teeth: "I'm so unlucky to know you."

  In response, Chen Qingyuan smiled.

  Anyway, we already know each other, and it's too late to regret.

  Therefore, Chang Ziqiu put away his boredom and focused his attention on every trace of time on the stone door.

  In an instant, Chang Ziqiu was attracted, and his soul seemed to have entered a wonderful world. It was the space of Tao and Dharma. Everything in mountains and rivers was transformed by laws, which was extraordinary.

  Chen Qingyuan had an intuition deep in his heart that this stone door should not be dangerous. Therefore, he asked Chang Ziqiu to take the lead, as he could not really push his brother to death.

  There should be no life-threatening danger, but I can't guarantee whether there will be other troubles.

  During a cup of tea, Chang Ziqiu raised his right hand and slowly pressed it on the stone door.

  "Buzz--"

  Suddenly, Chang Ziqiu's right hand passed through the stone door, and his body began to be devoured.

  "Old Chang!"

  Seeing this situation, Chen Qingyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly called out, trying to make Chang Ziqiu stop.

  However, Chang Ziqiu seemed unable to hear Chen Qingyuan's voice, and his eyes were covered by a faint golden light.

  Seeing that the situation was not quite right, Chen Qingyuan came up to pull Chang Ziqiu away regardless of whether there was danger or not.

  Chen Qingyuan touched Chang Ziqiu's arm, and his consciousness seemed to be bewitched by an unknown force. Immediately afterwards, Wu Junyan wanted to help, and at worst, they would face it together.

  As a result, the three brothers were finally covered by the power of Shimen's laws.

  The scene changed, and apart from the spirit stones, there were no more three people outside the stone gate.

  I don't know how much time passed, but when Chen Qingyuan opened his eyes, Chang Ziqiu and Wu Junyan were nowhere to be seen.

  "Where is this?"

  The scenery that comes into view is beautiful mountains and rivers, and the lake is clear and sparkling.

  Chen Qingyuan stood by the lake, surrounded by greenery, and the gentle breeze came from the side, gently tossing his untied hair.

  There is a long dark red bridge on the lake, and at the end of the bridge is a square ancient pavilion.

  The breeze blew, causing ripples on the lake surface.

  Chen Qingyuan glanced around several times and found no trace of his companions.

  This is an unknown place. I don't know if there is a hidden murderous intention, which makes Chen Qingyuan feel tight and dare not act rashly.

  "Huh——"

  After standing there for a long time, a soft breeze suddenly came from behind.

  In addition to the rustling of leaves in the breeze, there seemed to be a slight movement of footsteps.

  "Da da da..."

  The footsteps were softer. When Chen Qingyuan heard it, his eyelids trembled, his hair stood up, and his body subconsciously made a defensive posture, using Xuan Guang to protect his body.

  With some curiosity and vigilance, he turned around.

  After looking at it, Chen Qingyuan's body trembled slightly.

  The owner of the footsteps is a woman who is six feet tall and has long hair reaching her waist. She is wearing a silver-embroidered butterfly skirt.

  "I've met the young master." When

  the woman in the floral skirt saw Chen Qingyuan for the first time, she smiled lightly, lowered her eyebrows, and bowed.

  "Girl, you're polite."

  Although he didn't know what the situation was, Chen Qingyuan still politely returned the favor.

  Then, Chen Qingyuan boldly looked at the woman in front of him.

  Not the physical body!

  With this gaze, Chen Qingyuan was sure of this, and his heart trembled. Immediately afterwards, peace returned to his heart.

  In a secret place in the old earth era, a living being with a physical body really appeared. It was terrifying to think about it.

  There is a high probability that it was transformed by the spiritual wisdom of some kind of exotic treasure.

  Chen Qingyuan secretly guessed.

  "May I ask, Master, how many years has passed outside?"

  The woman in the floral skirt seemed unaware of the flow of time in the outside world. She only knew that she had been in this space for a long time. Because she often falls asleep, she has not carefully calculated how long it has passed.

  "If I'm not mistaken, it's at least a million years old."

  Since it's a relic from the ancient times, it must be a million years old.

  Conversing with this ancient existence, Chen Qingyuan's mood was very complicated, his mouth was dry, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.

  "Hundred...millions of years?"

  After hearing this answer, the expression of the woman in the flower skirt obviously changed, a bit sentimental, a bit lonely and desolate.

  She lowered her eyebrows in deep thought, as if reminiscing about the past.

  "Chen Qingyuan, what do you call the girl?" After

  a long silence, Chen Qingyuan looked at the woman in the floral dress not far in front of him and asked in a low voice.

  "I don't have a name, I'm just a weapon spirit." The woman in the floral skirt raised her head and looked at Chen Qingyuan, shaking her head slightly.

  "Item spirit?"

  Sure enough, it was the same as Chen Qingyuan's guess.

  "I once conquered the world with my lord, but I don't know what happened. I am trapped here. I cannot leave, and there is no trace of my lord."

  The woman in the flower skirt showed no defense against Chen Qingyuan, and was very respectful and told the truth. .

  "I dare to ask, who is the owner of this girl?"

  Chen Qingyuan asked, cupping his fists.

  "My master used to be called Su Yunshu, but later he was kicked out of the house because of his poor talent. He changed his name to Taiwei."

  The woman in the flower skirt said seriously.

  "What?"

  Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan exclaimed in a broken voice, with particularly rich facial expressions.

  Throughout history, there is only one supreme ancient emperor who overturned an era millions of years ago, named Taiwei.