He reached for the bud and looked at it. Qin didn't see any clue.

But under the original bud, some short rotten roots extend.

From this we can be sure that the bud should be a seed.

It had sprouted, but it didn't really grow.

It is suspected that the high platform of the flower bed is facing the throne, which indicates that the flower bud is highly valued and planted artificially.

Combined with Linglong sword, the flower bud itself has seven colors of light, which is very similar to Lingqi wood.

At the moment, the flower bud emitting dim rays in his hands is likely to be a spirit tree seed.

Qin Zha didn't know the specific function of Lingqi wood.

To be sure, Lingqi wood is nothing unusual.

After a bit of thinking, Qin zhexinian sank into the status bar and used the eye of origin.

Under the observation of the eye of origin, he caught a tiny point in the bud, which was as faint as the origin of fireflies.

Such a weak source made him question his conjecture.

Before that, Qin Zha had peeped at the spiritual perch with the eye of the origin, and the whole was composed of pure origin. However, the intensity almost blinded his eyes.

If this seed is a spirit tree seed, there is no reason why it will be so weak.

But when Qin Zha thought about it, he was not sure.

Here is located in the ruins of the deep hall, only God knows how many years ago.

The history of flower bud may be as long as that of the main hall, or even longer.

After a long time, I'm afraid that even the gods will inevitably encounter decay.

In particular, the bud did not really grow, at best, just a seed.

It's more than rare to be able to keep today and still be in good condition?

Thinking for a moment, Qin Zha put the flower bud into the inner world and sent it to Qi lingpo Tian.

I worked hard for a long time to get such a seed.

Why don't you take it away and plant it for a try? Isn't his trip in vain?

"Po Tian, I found a seed. Plant it and take good care of it to see if it can germinate."

He ordered Qi Ling to plant the flower buds in the sky, and Qin zhe withdrew his thoughts from the inner world.

He is at ease with the spirit of the instrument.

He didn't expect to see the bud take root immediately.

Looking down at the Linglong sword in his hand, which is quiet and no longer chirps lightly, and at the tall throne which has been covered with dust for many years, Qin Zha turns around and chooses to leave.

Between the thrones, it's very empty.

Except for the high platform where the flower bud is buried, there is nothing else to care about.

Qin Zha really wanted to study the ancient characters engraved on the throne.

But at the moment, Dongfang Xu is meditating. What can he learn when he is illiterate?

Instead of staying here for a long time, it's better to look elsewhere.

Such a large palace, he just walked all the way, did not explore.

It may be a good choice to take the opportunity of turning back and look around.

……

On the way back, Qin Zha made a selective investigation of several rooms passing by.

Harvest, can not say no.

In the room he explored, he found many traces of words.

During the period of writing, are the same as the abyss of ancient writing.

All kinds of signs show that the Chadao stele is not only related to the abyss, but also to the palace.

I have to say it's a bit intriguing.

In Qin Zha's cognition, the abyss is created by the ancient power, as a "backhand" to promote the development of later generations.

There is no definite conclusion in his mind as to whether the ancient power of building the abyss is human or not.

But at present, the abyss and the Kunlun forbidden area are greatly involved, which is not as far away as expected.

"The abyss."

Murmuring to himself, Qin Zha walked out of the palace.

As he was about to set foot on his way back home, he heard a loud noise one after another.

Looking back subconsciously, Qin Zha was surprised to find that the palace behind him began to collapse inexplicably, and the braziers of the palace with dark green flames were extinguished one by one, as if to say goodbye to him.

Seeing the huge palaces collapse in pieces and turn into ruins in a moment, Qin Zha couldn't understand what happened.

He did nothing but take away a bud that might be a seed.

How can the palace collapse?

To say that this is related to the bud, it seems that it doesn't make sense.

He put away the buds early in the morning.

If it had anything to do with the bud, the palace would have collapsed long ago.

Looking at the palace completely turned into ruins, Qin covered his head with fog.

Just puzzled, two green lights in the ruins of the palace attracted his attention.

Squinting at the past, Qin Zha's whole body was stiff.

It seems to be a figure.One arm is longer than the knee, with a pair of green eyes.

I don't know if I noticed Qin Zha's gaze. The figure turned and looked at him.

His eyes met, and a sense of ferocity and other negative emotions poured into Qin's mind, which had a direct impact on his mood and made him involuntarily bloodthirsty.

In a hurry, Qin Zha stepped back.

This

What!?

Just eyes can affect mood?

Just as Qin Zha was shocked, the figure standing on the ruins grinned and showed his white teeth, turning into a touch of smoke and dissipating.

Qin Zha frowned.

Shadow, is this gone?

Just having this idea, a strong sense of crisis hit him.

The next moment, the human figure with arm longer than knee appeared in front of him, "Ga" gave a strange cry and grabbed his hands.

The sudden change completely surprised Qin Zha.

Rao had a premonition that he had no time to respond to the sudden attack of the shadow.

Before he could react, the figure's hands were on his left and right shoulders.

Then, he felt a sharp pain on his shoulders.

At this moment, Qin Zha clearly felt the shadow's ten fingers in his hands, pierced his shoulders and touched his clavicle.

This situation has to be said that Qin Zha is a little confused.

Since crossing, he has not suffered any substantial damage except that he was hurt by the turbulence at the beginning.

With the gradual improvement of cultivation and the continuous growth of physical strength, his physical body is almost impeccable.

There's something that can hurt him, not nothing.

It's like the exquisite sword in hand. It can hurt him easily.

But Qin Zha never thought that someone could hurt himself with his hands.

But unexpectedly, Qin Zha's response was not slow.

The pain of long absence stirred his nerves.

Without any hesitation, he raised the exquisite sword in his hand and cut it to the human head.

Poof, a head flew out.

The dark green thing suspected of juice sprayed from the broken neck of the figure.

Qin Zha was stunned.

His sword is just a counterattack in a hurry.

He didn't expect to behead the figure at all, he just wanted to push it back.

Who knows the shadow completely does not hide, has been cut off the head directly.

Seeing that the figure who had lost his head was soft in front of him, and his hands were still in his shoulders, Qin Zha felt incredible and showed his teeth to pull the latter's hands out of the wound on his shoulders.

Then, the wound on his shoulder healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Confirmed that the wound was healing, Qin covered his eyes.

Just now the accident came too hastily. He didn't have time to look at the figure carefully.

At the moment, what came into his eyes was a strange existence that seemed human but not human.