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Chapter 497 fairy lake, lotus, statue

http://10.168.58.178/qidian/post.php?id=1003375670&cid=343281161 Cangqingyang Lunshan.

When I stepped into the mountains, I saw that the mountain seemed to have been hollowed out, with an open room, and there were all kinds of things, such as pots, pans, stone tables, stone chairs, rattan beds, hangers, etc.

There are mountains, rocks, running water, and...Trojan horses, bamboos, and cows for children to play.

And there are indeed children here... but not people.

What I saw in front of me was about a dozen little monkeys, all with black hair and white tops, very long arms, ears falling down to their shoulders, and their eyes were light golden, which looked quite jumping, bustling, innocent and lively.

"There are countless monkeys in the world, among which there are talented people, just like you, and there are also many talented people."

Lao Shan Mandrill said slowly: "There are also such monkeys, and usually ten of them are obtained from the essence of the ancestors and turned into descendants of the mountain mandrills. However, these mountain mandrills are spread all over the world, and I don't know where to find them. Therefore, there are often mountain mandrills in the clan who have achieved success in their practice and have entered the demon realm. Walking in the world, you will bring the same clan here... Gu Cang is one of them."

Qingyuan glanced at it and found that there were more than ten young mandrills here, but there were still many vague inside, either light or dark. It was probably the adult mandrills.

Mandrills are everywhere. Some are taken back when they are young, some are taken back when they are adults, some only meet the same tribe when they are old, and some are not necessarily taken back after their death.

There are not many monds here. Even if some are traveling abroad, even if some are spread all over the world without being guided, if you count them carefully... the monds under the world are less than 100.

In this Cangqingyang Mountain, Qingyuan could sense less than thirty, but in fact there were hidden things, and it was less than 50.

Among these auras that have been sensed, the only one who posed a threat to Qingyuan was the old demon in front of him.

"When Gu Cang came, he got the opportunity and has been in seclusion since he was in seclusion. I think it's still a year before he can leave the seclusion."

Laoshan Mandrill said slowly: "If you are this junior, let me talk about it, follow me... Let's look at the fairy lake."

Kiyohara followed it and said lightly: "What can I see?"

Lao Shan Mandrill said calmly: "What do you want to see?"

Qingyuan was still walking under her feet, but she was silent for a moment.

The young mandrills around them all looked at the outsider with strange eyes, and were full of curiosity.

But the patriarch had already led the man into a deeper level.

...

In front is a stone chamber.

The two stone doors are grayish-white in color, without any carving patterns, simple and elegant.

Lao Shan Mandrill walked forward, pressed his hands on the gate, and suddenly pushed it.

A heavy voice spread slowly.

"I thought you came for that quagmire."

Lao Shan Mandrill pushed open the door and turned to look, "It seems you don't know at all."

Kiyohara said: "I have never heard of it, and I didn't come for it, but after seeing the quagmire, I vaguely guessed something."

"Actually, the Fire God of the Man tribe knew about it," said Lao Shan Mandrill: "When Yuan Meng attacked the Canglun tribe, the Mandrite had been subjugated, and the original god was killed. The new demon god could only hide and dare not come here... However, he later sent a master from the sixth level of heaven, and only took a ball of mud in the mud, but angered the real person of the Shouzhengdao Sect at that time. He slashed it with one sword. Although he did not die on the spot, he thought he would not be able to survive."

"I remember that the mud should have fallen into the hands of the Manchu Fire God in the end."

Lao Shan Mandrill looked at Qingyuan and said, "It's in your hands now?"

Kiyohara shook her head and said, "No."

He didn't know where the mud had gone, but he didn't get it from the demon god.

I remembered that I had taken a layer of mud in the quagmire before, but except for the changes in the Qinglian Immortal Seed, I didn’t notice any difference.

I think that the demon god can't see the clue...

There is no clue, even ordinary soil will never be regarded as a treasure, and maybe it may be thrown away.

"silt……"

Kiyohara said intimately: "It is useless in other people's hands, but in my hands, it will be of great use."

...

Behind the stone gate is an empty room.

There is nothing else in the empty room, only a pool of water in the middle, eight feet in a radius, less than one meter.

There is also a hole on the top of the empty room, which can see the sky.

"This is the fairy lake like my mountain mandrill."

Lao Shan Mandrill said slowly: "At that time, Gu Cang took out something from here, which benefited it endlessly. It is precisely because of Gu Cang that I don't want to get into evil with you, let alone some things... How many doubts do you have about the Canglun tribe? Let's first look at this fairy lake. If there are still some confusions afterwards, I will talk to you."

As the words fell, it stretched out its hand and saw a cloud light descending from the cave entrance above.

The clouds fell on this eight-foot-meter-long fairy lake and suddenly rippled.

Qingyuan went closer to see that the pool of water was originally clear, but there was a faint red light below. Now it was covered by clouds, and it seemed very hazy.

His knowledge was beyond the ordinary practitioners, and his heart changed and he felt shocked.

If you guess correctly, this side of the pond water called Xianhu should have been transformed by the eyes of the ancestor of the mandrill, so it can reflect everything.

But before he could think about it carefully, he saw a scene appearing in the pool of water.

Although Qingyuan had long guessed this scene, he actually saw it and implemented it in his mind, and finally had a severe earthquake.

...

Clouds appear in the water, and scenes appear in it.

There is a mud pool in it, with a black and yellow color. Compared with the surrounding scenery, it is about three meters in radius.

This is the quagmire in the Canglun tribe.

However, in the quagmire, there are scenes different from what Qingyuan saw before.

Because there is something in the quagmire.

This thing is a flower.

Flowers are lotus.

Swaying with the wind, the flowing light overflows.

There is a lotus, but one stem is divided into five branches, each with one flower.

Five lotus and stems are divided into five colors.

Purple gold, white, black and blue.

Five-colored fairy lotus.

Out of the mud without staining.

Washing in the clear water without being charming.

Born in the universe, but... it is not in the trajectory of heaven and earth.

Among them, the black lotus has become the biggest variable in the world, disrupting the trajectory of the world.

Qingyuan's eyes were solemn, and he fell on the five fairy lotus, and his mind felt a little dazed for a moment. Fortunately, the clear distracting thoughts of the June Impurity made him quiet all the time.

His eyes turned and fell on the black lotus.

The black lotus is like ink, which can swallow all luster. No light can shine on it and it will become brighter.

This is the black lotus, this is the original body of the Demon Ancestor.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in that scene.

The figure gradually walked into the quagmire, but did not fall into it.

He came before the lotus and stood still.

I don't know how long it took, but it still remains motionless.

After closer inspection, he was not a flesh and blood body, but a stone statue.

The stone statue suddenly looked up at the sky.

Then Qingyuan saw the appearance of the stone statue.

Then, he breathed and looked at Laoshan Mandrill.

"So like?"

Lao Shan Mandrill said lightly: "This is the real reason why I let you in."

Qingyuan turns his head and guards his mind in June, so that he can avoid turmoil.

The stone statue, as high as one meter, is the shape of a human body.

This is the incense god of the Aolun tribe.
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