The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu followed Yaro all the way along the corridor, gradually from the previous tension, slowly turned into a surprise.

Following this path, the two of them should now be in a highland.

From time to time, there are still roaring noises and shouts coming from close quarters, which seem to trigger a ban here and even implicitly hear some more distant murders.

This confirms his earlier judgment that the ruins of Kunlun, which are the ruins of the Immortal Realm, although abandoned for more than a thousand years, have left behind restrictions and even guardian puppets in no small number.

However, under the direction of Smallpox, the two were as idle as walking in the corridor, without any obstruction or restraint.

Shi Liam looked at the back of the fast walking smoke in front of him and became more and more curious about the relationship between the place and it.

However, in the light of the current situation, Toro herself did not know why she was so familiar, and it would be useless to ask.

Since you can avoid the restraining puppet by following her, and the stone pasture naturally falls easily, this is exactly how you get acquainted with the situation here.

Now he pressed the surprise in his heart and followed it closely.

Soon after, a triple crossing appeared in front of both of them.

One continues to climb up, while the other appears to be flat.

Here, Smallpox glanced back at Ishima and hesitated slightly, choosing the latter.

Shortly after walking, Shi Mu discovered that the convenience ahead was the end.

Out of the corridor, reflected in the eye curtain, is a card building with a height of more than 10 feet and a width of more than 20 years, all carved by glass and white jade. Although a small half of it has disappeared, the rest is also a hundred holes of sores, but it can still be seen from the magnificent momentum of the year.

Upstairs on the plaque of gold, the word "wind” appears in the book.

Smallpoke footsteps continue, passing directly through the palette building, cloudy and foggy in front, like a mountainous peak.

Shi Mu here, Tong sensation of the intense spiritual Qi of heaven and earth surfaced, the spirit suddenly vibrated.

His eyes turned golden and his eyes looked forward, and he found that on these mountains there were many medicine gardens surrounded by white jade carvings of all sides, of varying sizes, large feet with several acres of square circles, but small ones with more than a dozen lengths.

Immediately afterwards, however, he frowned.

Spatial fluctuations here are intense, and if you look closely, you can see a spatial rift everywhere in the sky, and you want to climb the mountain, you have to walk.

He glanced at the smoker beside him and saw that he was still walking forward and moving in his heart.

With confusion, Ishima followed Yaro along the mountain road, walking for an hour to reach a medicine nursery.

At first glance, the nursery should have been abandoned long ago, with no trace of the grass flowers, which is simply a wasteland.

“Don't come near me, wait for me in place.” Tobacco suddenly opened its mouth and then walked towards the pharmacy.

“Careful, these two could be guardian puppets!” Shi Lian heard a rumor and hurried to warn him.

He just swept his eyes and found himself at the entrance to the pharmacy fenced by the White Jade sculpture, one left and one right, two lifelike animal statues.

From the looks of it, on the left is a rather odd-looking giant turtle, and on the right is a coiled python, with wide mouths open and teeth revealed.

Smallpox walked straight ahead as if he hadn't heard the reminder of Ishima.

When he came to the entrance to the pharmacy, he just lifted his feet and walked into the pharmacy. A statue of the two beasts on the right, his eyes suddenly lit up a strange red light, then his head turned and looked at the smoke, simultaneously emitting two scents that would never descend from the heavens.

Smallpox, however, continued to move forward as if he had found nothing.

Ishima frowned and leaned forward, and the pose rushed up.

But that's when the stunning scene appeared!

The statues of the two giant beasts, whose shapes bounced, were not attacking the tortoises, but crawling in front of them.

Yanro's footsteps continued, walking somewhere in the pharmacy, single-handedly, the ground beneath him split, flying out of it two groups of things, green and yellow, into his hands.

She simply swept her eyes and turned around, walked towards the door and threw them at will as she walked to the stone herd.

“This is…”

Shi Mu caught a glimpse of the two pieces of dirt that came out before.

Green is a small truncated carrot-like plant stem that has no roots and can smell bitter flavors, while yellow is a dull yellow soil.

He took a little measure and ecstatic in his heart.

He doesn't know what the object is, but he can feel the intense to ultimate wood attribute spirituality and earth attribute spirituality.

“This is the roots and the earth, and it will help you.” Smokey said so.

“Thanks!” The stone herd heard, and you're welcome, carefully put two things in the storage ring.

Regardless, if this 10,000 years roots over time, refining and absorbing well, I fear it is enough to transform the current fourth Xuan Gong's wooden power, greatly improve by a single point.

“You must improve your strength as soon as possible, because I have a feeling that time is running out.” Toros suddenly said that.

“Time is running out, what does that mean? Could it have something to do with heaven?” As soon as Shi Mu's heart was stunned, he asked.

“Specifically, why I am unable to answer you right now is just a hunch that has arisen since I set foot here. But if you're going to kill the Heavenly Heavenly Immortal, will the Immortal forgive you?” Smokey said coldly.

Ishima opened her mouth and shook her head afterwards.

Speaking of which, he now has only one vague concept of Heaven and Wan Xian, all he knows is that Heaven should be in the so-called fairy world, and there should be some kind of deep hatred with the white monkey ancestors who gave their kung fu inheritance.

“Immortal realm… Kunlun is called the ruins of Immortal realm, is it related to Heaven?” Ishima suddenly thought of something.

“I don't know,” Smallow said.

Ishima smiled and looked back at the front door of the pharmacy, two giant statues that had long since returned to their original positions, as if they had never moved.

“By the way, why did this happen to you?” Ishima asked.

“I'm also not clear, I just have a hunch that they won't attack me.” Smallpox said, turning around and walking towards another mountain path.

“I thought you might have been here before you entered the realm of the dead.” Ishima asked.

“Perhaps.” Smokey didn't turn around, Ghost.

Over the next few days, under the leadership of Toros, they continued to search the mountains and found more than a dozen different size pharmacies in a row.

As before, Smallpox could easily circumvent the ban on mountains, while those guardian puppets at the doorstep of the pharmacy were fictitious for Smallpox.

Though not every nursery can find its roots and soil for 10,000 years, there are also some nursery gardens with some fairly rare grass residues.

These things, the tobacco seemed unnecessary, were all given to stone pasture, which allowed them to come down for a few days, gathering up to seventy or eight million roots and a dozen piles of earth, as well as many millennial years of hay.

In this way, he is confident enough to cultivate the fourth layer of Xuan Gong to the Great Completion Realm, and even the next fifth retraining is very confident.

But over time, other teams began to show up on these hills, and some of the nurseries found, guardian puppets at the doorstep, had been smashed down.

Obviously, there should be more than one way to this mountain.

Now less than ten days before all entered the Holy Ruins, coupled with the fact that there was no Dark Demon clan in these teams, the two men, Shi Mu and Shepherd, when they met the other teams, were alert but safe and sound for the time being.

Ishima has now largely achieved the purpose of coming here, and at his suggestion, Toro took him back to the previous corridor along the same path.

Two days later, they left the corridor and, after bypassing a pool of hundreds of feet of lotus flowers, came into a circular corridor.

From here you can see a dense palace and pavilion ahead.

In front of these palaces, a giant white jade building was also erected with the words "Heavenly Jade” in the book.

The damage to the palace attic here is much more severe than those previously seen, with slumped palace walls and roofs everywhere.

Between the corridors and the attic of these palaces, there is a vast circular moat, with deep, invisible waters.

On the moat, crossing nine stone bridges, like white dragons, connects the palace area to the circular corridor.

Tobacco caressed gently against the railing of the circular corridor and looked out at the ruins, revealing a hint of memory in his eyes.

“Has it occurred to you again?” Ishima glanced at the smoke and asked.

Smokey sniffed, but shook his head slightly, but his eyes seemed a little dark.

“Let's go.” Shi Mu sees this and doesn't ask any more questions.

Led by Tobacco, they walked past the third rightmost stone bridge.

However, as soon as they crossed the stone bridge, a figure suddenly appeared in the circular corridor behind them, standing in the direction of their departure for a moment and quickly followed.

Apparently, some of these palace attics have already arrived, leaving many new tracks of fighting, as well as puppet fragments.

As a result, stone husbandry and tobacco have slowed down considerably in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Smallpox still has an indescribable familiarity with the area, avoiding the invisibility of some stone pastures through the spiritual eye, and has found in some loft palaces some remnants of pharmacopoeia left over from the fighting.

None of these residual pharmacopoeia, though unusable, are rarely found outside refinery spirits.

Two days later, they passed through a green bamboo-covered garden and came to a garden.

Independently of other palace groups, this yard is surrounded by four grand palaces that make up an independent compound.

Standing outside, is a tall palace, halfway down the corner of the eaves, with a wide plaque slanted on the doorstep, looking shaky.

“Cuihuan Palace.” Shi Mu looked at the words on the plaque and said silently.