Chapter 89

sundowners.

Because of the dense trees, the light between the mountains was a little less. With the setting of the sun, it immediately became more and more dim.

Inside the cave, it was dark.

Yang Xuan moved forward carefully. Under the green lighting of Changsheng sword, the surroundings became more and more gloomy, as if a gloomy cold was pouring out from the depths.

The cave is not big, only three or four meters high. The cave wall is very jagged, and the sound of gurgling water can be heard faintly.

After walking inward for about half a column of incense, the internal space suddenly widened, and even the cave wall looked much smoother.

Yang Xuan increased the spiritual power on his hand a little, and the green light on the immortal sword suddenly lit up the whole space.

Compared with this channel, the space inside is really much larger. The top is seven or eight meters high, and the width of the four sides is twice that of the channel.

In the light of the blue light, everything inside became clear. Yang Xuan just looked at it casually, and immediately took back the step he had just taken, with a look of fear in his eyes.

I saw that the ground in the cave seemed to have been taken care of manually. It was very flat, with dense characters painted on it, forming a big circle.

At first glance, each of these characters looks like birds, animals and people, but it's a little strange.

Under the blue light, the color of the characters is not clear. It seems like red and some like black.

In the center of these characters, there is a small platform more than a foot high, on which dragons and phoenixes are carved, which seems to be caused by gold and jade. Under the irradiation of light, it reflects a little luster. On the platform, there is a dead bone.

no Strictly speaking, it's not dead bones.

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of dignity and horror.

It was a human skeleton in a sitting posture. It was dark, as if it had been covered with a layer of black aura. The blue light shone on it, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. There was no detail at all, but only an outline.

But the strangest thing is that Yang Xuan's heavenly eye has no induction.

He knew the strength of Tianyan. As long as there were spiritual power fluctuations, even if they were extremely subtle, he could also sense a little. In his current feeling, there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the space ahead.

In other words, the strange darkness is the original appearance of the skeleton.

Yang Xuan frowned tightly, looking at the skeleton in front and the strange runes on the ground, he never dared to take another step forward.

I don't know why, as soon as he arrived here, he was angry with an extremely unknown feeling, which went straight to his soul. If he hadn't been more stable, I'm afraid he would have left here long ago.

After hesitating for a while, his eyebrows suddenly jumped up, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He began to retreat slowly, and even his breathing began to be heavy.

Until the space was completely submerged in the darkness, he stopped, sat down on the ground and gasped.

At this time, the spirit relaxed and found that the back was already wet.

"Why... I didn't find anything, but there was a terrible feeling."

Yang Xuan frowned, his heart full of doubts.

Especially when he looked at the corpse just now, it seemed as if he were staring at the abyss. The feeling of extreme fear pressed him almost out of breath.

"It's strange here. You can't stay long!"

He shook his head and wanted to leave, but at the moment, the aura in his body had already consumed 7788. If he went out, it would take some effort to find another cave. If he was unlucky, he might have to sleep out with this aura in his body.

"Well, I'd better restore my aura first."

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and was preparing to cross his knees to recover, but he suddenly remembered today's "booty".

With a bang, he immediately threw the red knife behind him on the ground. The blade was just facing the ground and suddenly hit a crack.

Yang Xuan immediately took a breath of air-conditioning.

When facing the enemy with the man in black, the other party always poured aura into the broadsword. Due to the gap in cultivation, he never felt the power of the red broadsword. On the one hand, he would not add any burden to him, on the other hand, he was in the spirit of not wasting.

Now it seems that this choice is still very correct.

This knife is definitely not an ordinary product, even much stronger than he thought.

Because he has never collided with this knife

"Gee, it's a good knife. I can't use it. I can try it for my uncle."

Yang Xuan thought in his heart that when he put the big knife back on his back, he immediately took out the small brocade bag around his waist. The brocade bag looked a little bigger than his palm. The material could not be seen. Some of it looked like gold and silver silk thread and a little like earth and stone.

This is the most famous storage bag in the immortal world.

Yang Xuan is most interested in this object. According to the book, the bag looks no more than the size of a palm, but there are a lot of objects in it.

There is even a simple mention in the book that in the hands of the real great friars, there are the best storage bags, in which the space for holding is as large as a mountain.

He didn't know how big the mountains were, but they were incredible to him.

Yang Xuan put his hand on the storage bag according to the method in the book. His mind moved. Suddenly, a large image appeared in his mind.

The sight in his head moved and disappeared immediately.

"It's strange. Is this the world of monks?"

Yang Xuan sighed all his life. Such a strange thing must have been unbelievable in the past, but now he has become one of them.

After stabilizing his mind, he thought again, and the scene appeared again.

This time, with psychological preparation, he was much calmer, but his face still showed a look of surprise.

What appeared in his mind at this time were objects, many, weapons, clothes, gold and silver treasures, and many things that could not be named.

"Tut Tut, it is worthy of being the strong one in the third realm. With so many things, this storage bag should also be a high-level one."

Yang Xuan smiled at the corners of his mouth and concentrated his thoughts on an object. The next moment, he just felt his hands sink and looked down. A long gun appeared in his palm out of thin air.

"It's amazing!"

His eyes brightened, his heart moved, and the long gun disappeared again.

After pondering for a while, he simply took down the red dagger behind him and put it into the storage bag.

This broadsword is not in line with his style. With the immortal sword, it is basically useless.