"People have to dream a little when they are alive. If they dream, they will know when they enter."

Ye Lingyue shrugged, not feeling much about Qing Fei's cynicism.

From a stupid girl to Yue Hua Di Ji, who is famous in the Three Realms, the cynicism for Ye Lingyue is commonplace.

In her hand, there was an extra rung.

Only listening to the ground, swaying for a while, the ruins of the ruins of Xiayang Palace spontaneously moved away.

The furnishings in the palace were also revealed one by one.

Xia Houqi's dragon couch is located in the southeast direction.

Although it has collapsed, the tiles of Xiayang Palace are still intact.

Ye Lingyue tapped the floor tiles gently according to the direction of the dragon couch.

In the ear, there was a dull sound.

This proves that the floor tiles under the dragon couch are solid ... the floor tiles are solid, and there is no ground palace below.

Ye Lingyue's expression dignified a little.

There was sarcasm on Qing Fei's face.

The origin of this young alchemist is very mysterious, but no matter how powerful it is, it is nothing more.

Can the Dark Lord be dealt with by the alchemists in the ninety-nine places?

"It's useless. Only Qi'er can find the entrance to the underground palace. Earlier the family tried it before, and no underground palace was found."

When the Queen Mother first learned about the underground palace, she was eager to protect her calf. She wanted to enter the underground palace in person, but she was not qualified to enter the underground palace.

"The entrance to the Underground Palace is just below the dragon couch. There is no doubt about it. If you want to enter, I am afraid that you will have to use some extraordinary means."

Ye Lingyue thought for a while, and picked up a broken tile.

The broken tiles are part of the Xiayang Palace, and there are still traces of dark patterns on it.

Although it is not very obvious, in the eyes of Shen Ningyue like Ye Lingyue, these Hades are very clear.

She looked at the tile for a quarter of an hour.

"Ye Alchemist ..."

Seeing the passage of time, the Empress Dowager remained motionless and became more and more disturbed.

"It seems that there is only one way. The queen mother is offended."

Ye Lingyue talked about it, and with a sense of consciousness, he already had an extra cinnabar and a pen for writing.

That cinnabar, I do not know what was added, from the original vermilion to a dark black ink.

The queen mother was stunned for a moment, and I did not know what Ye Lingyue's specific intention was.

Even Qing Fei, with a strange look on his face, looked at Ye Lingyue's move.

"I need to copy a ghost pattern, and I want to borrow the queen mother's phoenix body."

Ye Lingyue said.

"It's ridiculous. If you are a mortal, do you want to copy the pattern?"

Qingfei laughed loudly.

These ghost patterns cannot be copied at all.

Ye Lingyue ignored the Qing Fei's reaction completely, and the stroke in his hand moved directly into the sky.

The queen mother realized that Ye Lingyue wanted to draw a ghost pattern on her body.

However, Ye Lingyue's strokes were extremely smooth, but in less than half an hour, the Empress's face, body, and limbs, wherever the naked eye could see, had "grown" dark lines.

Ye Lingyue combined the broken walls of Xiayang Palace, together with the painted patterns on the bodies of the corpses that he encountered earlier, and Shengsheng will piece together the patterns that have not been drawn.

The markings on the queen mother's body, not to mention, are almost identical to those on the walls of the corpses and even the palace.

The only difference is that the dark lines on the queen mother's body are depicted by cinnabar.

The summer palace and even the corpses on the corpses were carved.

"Actually, it's really a ghost pattern, but it must just look like it. The ghost pattern is a godsend. Only the adults of the dark collar can give it. This little alchemist is only a Fangzun. The method of drawing. "

Qing Fei was also surprised, but she comforted herself again.

"The queen mother, offended."

When Ye Lingyue finished drawing the last stroke, he saluted the queen mother.

The queen mother's fair skin like goat's milk was already covered with tattoo-like dark lines.

I am afraid that the Queen Mother has never had a similar experience in her life.

"As long as I can help Qi'er and save Daxia, it's okay for Ai's family to be aggrieved."

The queen mother smiled and shook her head.

Although Ye Lingyue smeared the mess on her face, the Queen Mother didn't quite understand what she wanted to do.

But I have to say that the queen mother did not feel a little uncomfortable on the way of drawing the dark lines. Even the queen mother felt that through the rune, she could feel that her whole body was very smooth, like there was a warmth. Feeling, free all over the body.

This is also a special method for Ye Lingyue when she painted the Ming pattern. She knew that her Ming pattern was not carved, and her effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

In order to make the cinnabar dark lines more effective, Ye Lingyue simply integrated part of her mind and white breath into the cinnabar.

In this way, although the dimples are only painted with cinnabar and can be cleaned afterwards, they are much deeper than ordinary paintings and have been integrated into human skin and blood marrow.

After Ye Lingyue drew the Empress Dowager's pattern, she moved her mind again, driving the rune pen and drawing the gourd accordingly.

Qing Fei witnessed this scene and sneered.

She no longer has patience, she thought how little alchemist can be.

Rather than waiting here for the ridiculous behavior of the little alchemist, she would rather go and see what happened to the group of people in Nanshi.

By this time, the ghost insects should have spread to the entire summer capital.

Qing Fei's soul disappeared in an instant.

"Queen Empress, please try again if you can find the Underground Palace."

Ye Lingyue motioned to the queen mother to give it a try.

The queen mother hesitated and learned the look of Ye Lingyue, and walked to the position of the dragon couch earlier, and tapped the floor tiles with her knuckles.

The first sound was still dull.

There was a little helplessness in the eyes of the queen mother.

Under the encouragement of Ye Lingyue, the queen mother tapped a few times.

The second sound ... the third sound ... When the third sound came, the sound suddenly changed under the floor tiles.

On the floor tiles, there have been changes.

The original solid floor tiles made a crisp noise. Under the dragon couch, two square floor tiles spontaneously moved away, and there was a dense crossing on the ground.

Both the Queen Mother and Ye Lingyue were happy.

"It's opened ... there is really an underground palace."

The queen mother was unbelievable. Looking at the floor tiles opened, there was an additional entrance on the ground.

The entrance didn't know where it was going. The black wind seemed to blow out continuously from the entrance.

Ye Lingyue looked up, and Qing Fei had disappeared.

"The queen mother, the underground palace has already acquiesced us. You and follow me, we enter the underground palace to explore. Can we find the secret of the ancient coffin and solve those ghosts, it is up to us."

Ye Lingyue said nothing and took the queen mother to the unknown palace.