"Well, there is nothing to be nostalgic about in the past..."
With that, he went straight to the fourth temple, looking forward to it.
It has to be said that in the first three temples, he got great benefits. When he looked at the world in the mirror, the shackles of the eighth level began to loosen, which was a sign of moving towards the Ninth level.
If you have the elders of the ancient family here, you will be surprised.
In just a few days, it will take months for the most outstanding talents and the best resources of the ancient people to cross a small realm.
The fourth Buddhist temple is even bigger. It is not a single building, but a series of temples, in which there is a faint voice of Buddhism and Zen, as if it were inhabited.
Not far away, the pagoda has four layers. The Dragon pith on it is golden and gives off a strange fragrance. It can make people fly immortal in the daytime.
Chen Jie went over and knocked on the gate of the fourth ancient temple. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it, and no one answered.
"Forget it, let's get the Dragon marrow from the third pagoda. If only we could go on fighting all the time."
Chen Jie slightly regretted that the fourth temple could not be entered. It was closed by divine power and could not be broken by force.
Moreover, it's better not to break the rules in such a place, otherwise there will be terrible retribution.
"Bang --"
Chen Jie walks towards the pagoda with calm eyes. The Dragon marrow is in the top stone bowl, showing a light purple color.
On the ground, it was full of gray gravel. From time to time, we could see some skulls that were as big as palm. There was not a single grass, which made people feel that their hair stood upright.
A black crow makes a sound and goes across the temple. It's clearly on the bottom of the sea. However, each of these Buddhist temples is a part of the world. It's unrealistic to see such creatures as crows.
"Wow."
Chen Jie chose this road, there is no barrier, not a failure, not a success, but can get the purple dragon marrow.
"Why, you see, what is that?"
All of a sudden, Zhu ran pointed to the distance, showing the color of disbelief.
"Hoo --"
With the faint black air between the heaven and the earth, it spins up like a tornado, rustling from afar.
Outside this magnificent Buddhist temple, there are hundreds of fluctuating mountains, which gather from all directions, making people feel endless vast.
"This is the place where dragon veins gather, the most masculine boundary between heaven and earth. How can there be such a thing?" Mr. Bian Long's face changed at that time. He stared at the black tornado and turned pale.
In the barren mountains, a black tornado swept everything, many thousands of Jin, even thousands of Jin of boulders were rolled up in the sky, and there were large depressions on the ground.
There is a "bone rain" in the air. The ground here is covered with snow-white gravel. In fact, they are bone powder accumulated in endless years.
Even in this small world, it is still like the real world, which makes people feel very depressed.
"Take the Dragon pith first." Chen Jie frowned, went to the pagoda, and easily took down a bowl of purple dragon pulp liquid from it.
"My God, it's really dragon marrow. It's hard to buy a drop from the outside world, but there's a bowl here!" Mr. Bian long was very excited. He took the bowl from Chen Jie's hands and watched it repeatedly.
"This is Siping dragon marrow, and it has a high purity. It must have been deposited here for thousands of years. It's a sky high price to put it outside“
Mr. Bian Long's eyes brightened and murmured: "with these dragon pith, if you can offer them to the states of Zhao and Xia, it's absolutely enough to change to the position of a prince, or even a king!"
Chen Jie shook his head and said, "I'm going to take it back to zongmen. If you want to exchange them for rewards, I'll give you your share."
"Don't... If you don't want to change it, forget it..." Mr. Bian long took a breath of air. If the four Dragon pith were in his hands, and the quantity was so large, the Jiang family couldn't have noticed it.
At that time, not to mention being a prince, one's own life may not be protected. One will be pursued endlessly and tortured in capital punishment.
"Go and have a look. Maybe you can find something new." Chen Jie walked towards the direction of the black tornado, and Zhu Ran's face turned pale behind him.
"You are not afraid of death..." Zhu ran followed, his forehead sweating.
"The road behind can't go back. If you want to leave here, you have to go from here. Maybe you can find a way out."
Chen Jie turned his head and looked at the two previous temples. The situation there was the same as that of the fourth one, which was sealed by a powerful secret force.
"What?"
Mr. Bian long took a breath of air, took out the gray sword again in his hand, and took out a wick at the same time.
As for Zhu ran, he put the nine foot rake in his hand and looked around warily.
"Boom."
Tornadoes move very fast, and many big stones are thrown out after they collide with the whirlpool eye. It's a deep pit everywhere.
"You see, what's that?" Chen Jie points to the scene above the tornado. A magic cloud is shrouded in it. Purple lightning flashes through it. It seems that there is a magic palace.
"It's impossible. Why is there a palace above the tornado?"
"Is it true or a mirage? All this is too dreamy to believe!"
Three people hide in a dragon vein, eyes almost can't open, carefully observe the above magic palace.
"It's true that the magic palace exists above the tornado!"
The copper lamp in Mr. bianlong's hand flickered, and the wick in it was not easy to light up. However, the scene above the tornado appeared. There was a magic palace there.
For a time, all three of them took a breath of air conditioning, which is really incredible, beyond people's cognition.
"You wait for me here. If the tornado comes, you will hide in the Buddhist temple. It should be safe there."
Chen Jie carefully explored the grass traces nearby and found that the grass around the temple was very complete. Hundreds of feet away, many grass were uprooted. It seems that the black dragon scroll did not appear occasionally today.
"Wow."
Chen Jie turns into a golden flash and rushes in directly. Suddenly, he feels as if he has been pinched by a giant hand, almost unable to control his body.
"Little brother, be careful!"
At the critical moment, Mr. Bian long threw the gray sword to Chen Jie, which was very heavy and didn't be swept away immediately.