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C1138 Ancient Building Ruins



C1138 Ancient Building Ruins

The white bones were spread out on the left and right side of the road. The scene was' grand 'and shocking …    

    

Han Chen, Li Mao, Xie Qufeng and the others, were unable to guess just what kind of changes this place had experienced in the past few years. However, looking at the countless piles of bones, the scene back then was absolutely abnormally tragic.    

    

Ghost Child Flower!    

    

It was also known as the hemoptysis. It was born in a land of extreme yin and used the souls of the dead as nourishment to absorb their corpse blood to grow.    

    

Amongst the corpses below the netherworld river, the hemoptysis's growth was the best.    

    

Immediately, Han Chen and the rest began to collect this kind of treasure that could bring back the dead and heal any injuries.    

    

Everyone moved very carefully, afraid that they would destroy one of the hemoptysis's petal.    

    

Without question, Han Chen was the happiest one. To him, this object was not just some precious heavenly resource.    

    

As long as he could find a time in the future to return to the psychedelic forest and 'send' the Ghost Child Flower, then this promise would be considered as fulfilled.    

    

After a moment, everyone had finished harvesting the hemoptysis.    

    

"Haha, I found six flowers, I'm rich now." Li Mao's face was full of happiness and excitement.    

    

"I found six as well." Xie Qufeng laughed.    

    

"I found five."    

    

"I got seven, hehe."    

    

Listening to the crowd reporting the number of hemoptysis they had obtained, one by one, Ming Ruo and Ye Xiaoke pouted their lips as they each held a beautiful flower in their hands.    

    

The two of them added up to only four.    

    

The reason was that the two girls were a bit scared of the pile of bones, so they each got two.    

    

"Big brother, how many flowers have you picked?" Ming Ruo walked over and asked.    

    

Han Chen laughed but did not say a word, extending two fingers.    

    

"Ah?" You only have two flowers? " Ye Xiaoke said in a daze.    

    

"How is this possible?" Feng Yunu opened her mouth to correct them, and said, "Han Chen's meaning is, twenty of them!"    

    

What?    

    

Everyone could not help but be shocked, and their eyes were all filled with thick astonishment.    

    

Han Chen smiled and accepted it, then said: "This hemoptysis is extremely precious, I believe that there are many places on the five continents that have prices but no markets, everyone should know what to do!"    

    

Everyone solemnly nodded their heads as they understood.    

    

hemoptysis could treat any injury, no matter how serious it was. In a sense, it was equivalent to having an extra life.    

    

If one were to say that everyone only had one or two hemoptysis in their hands, then the others might not do anything to you.    

    

But tens of them, this was definitely an immeasurable wealth.    

    

This level of wealth would be enough to attract countless people to frantically fight over it. At that time, these incomparably precious treasures would definitely bring Han Chen and the rest endless trouble.    

    

Therefore, this matter must be kept a secret.    

    

After a simple and solemn exchange, everyone left the area and continued forward.    

    

As time passed, the excitement and joy in everyone's heart gradually calmed down.    

    

Roughly an hour later, a thick fog appeared in front of them.    

    

A hazy mist blocked the road ahead, making it impossible to detect the road ahead.    

    

"I can't pass!" Li Mao frowned as he looked back at the crowd and said, "This fog contains too much dead energy. Its corrosiveness is probably no less than the water of the Nine Nether River."    

    

"Then what should we do?" Ming Ruo asked in confusion.    

    

The corners of Han Chen's eyes condensed as he said solemnly, "I'll go and try."    

    

"Big brother?"    

    

"Don't worry!"    

    

Han Chen smiled slightly, gave the other party a gaze that said "there's no harm", and then walked towards the dense fog in front of him.    

    

The dark fog was like a lone soul floating in the Nine Hell Region. The closer they got, the lower the temperature. The cold that invaded their bones was as bone-piercing as thin needles.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

Abruptly, when Han Chen was less than five meters away from the fog, a violent fluctuation suddenly swept over.    

    

Wind blew everywhere, and the air was as cold as frost.    

    

Li Mao, Xie Qufeng, Ming Ruo and the others who were at the back couldn't help but shiver in fear as goosebumps rose all over their bodies.    

    

The eerie wind blew over the land, causing the white bones to roll along with the wind, striking against each other, causing one's scalp to tingle with 'kacha kacha' sound.    

    

A deep, ghostly roar seemed to ring in the ears of the crowd.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

As for the mist in front of Han Chen, it was constantly churning violently, as though innumerable overflowing devil barriers had gathered together.    

    

The surging fog swept up a destructive aura and pounced towards Han Chen.    

    

The overwhelming momentum was like the collapse of a mountain.    

    

Everyone's expression changed as they revealed expressions of deep shock. But, Han Chen just stood there, unmoving, as if he was rooted to the ground.    

    

"Big brother!" Ming Ruo's heart was so nervous that it had reached her throat as she clenched her fists.    

    

"Boom boom boom!"    

    

Right at the moment when that terrifying death aura, that was comparable to a flood of mudslides, struck Han Chen's body, a holy and holy golden radiance suddenly erupted from Han Chen's body.    

    

The space trembled violently, and the earth trembled uneasily.    

    

A halo of golden light, with Han Chen as the center, spread out in all directions. This holy and pure power originated from the Purifying Buddha Lotus within his body.    

    

In an instant, under the shocked gazes of Li Mao, Xie Qufeng, and a few others from behind, that boundless miasma stopped right in front of Han Chen, unable to move any further.    

    

The sacred and holy aura of the buddhist sects surged from Han Chen's body. At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Han Chen was like an immortal above the ninth heaven, emanating a powerful aura that caused people to be impressed.    

    

Following that, the restless fog quickly calmed down, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it split apart.    

    

As if seeing the sun through the clouds, a wide road quickly appeared in front of Han Chen.    

    

Everyone was overjoyed. At the same time, they felt relieved.    

    

"Big brother, are you alright?"    

    

Ming Ruo took the lead and walked forward, while the others followed behind him in succession.    

    

Han Chen smiled as he shook his head, and then, his gaze swept towards the front.    

    

"That is?"    

    

When everyone clearly saw the situation in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned. A hundred meters in front of them, an ancient building with a wide and magnificent shore appeared out of nowhere, attracting people's attention.    

    

It was a structure similar to a bridge.    

    

The space below the grand overpass was extremely vast, like a large lotus pond. The lotus pond had dried up long ago, so it was possible to see that the bottom of the pond was covered with scattered clumps of dirt.    

    

"A 'X' bridge lies in the sky above the pond." In the center of the ten word was a four-sided Dao Pillar. The Dao Pillar took the shape of a staircase and was very large.    

    

And on the left and right sides of the 'Ten' bridge, there were two ancient lotus seats.    

    

On the left side of the lotus seat, there was a clear word, 'Buddha'.    

    

On the right side of the lotus throne, there was also a sharp big word, "Devil".    

    

The former gave off a feeling of solemnity, and it was extremely solemn and strict. The latter gave off a sense of power, sharpness, and a domineering air.    

    

The two lotus seats were built facing each other, emitting an ancient aura and an inexplicable palpitation.    

    

"Is this the remains of the dispute between the Sage Priest Beixian and the Seven Nights Saint Ruler's mantras?" Xie Qufeng could not help but sigh softly.    

    

"What a strong aura. Even after so many years, this place still gives people goosebumps." Li Mao muttered.    

    

"Let's go take a look!" Han Chen let out a light breath of relief before leading the group towards the thousand-year-old ancient building.    

    

Everyone slowly stepped onto the ten word bridge. This bridge was extremely spacious and was covered in dust and rubble.    

    

Standing on the bridge and looking down, he felt that the space below was extremely vast. However, the scattered sand and stones added to the desolate atmosphere.    

    

"I'm getting more and more curious. Just how did the Buddhist Holy Monk debate with the Demon Saint King about mantras back then?" Lin Pu said casually.    

    

"Hur hur, I'm also curious."    

    

Needless to say, everyone was curious. Just from looking at the ruins at the bottom of the Styx, one could imagine just what kind of grand and fierce battle was going on over there.    

    

In next to no time, everyone had stepped onto the center platform of the 'Ten' bridge.    

    

Compared to the two sides of the altar, this central altar was a bit lower. However, the area was extremely spacious. Even accommodating several hundred people wouldn't be a problem.    

    

Standing on the Dao Pillar, an ancient aura came from all directions.    

    

Han Chen carefully probed around the dao platform, only to realise that at the center of the ground, there were engravings of mysterious and exquisite patterns, these patterns were like the ancient records, releasing a mysterious aura.    

    

For some reason, Han Chen was attracted by these patterns and subconsciously walked forward.    

    

When it approached the center, the Purifying Buddha Lotus in Han Chen's body suddenly produced a trace of a strange energy wave.    

    

A strand of golden luster gushed out from Han Chen's body and followed along his legs towards the ground.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

In the next moment, the mysterious ancient rune on the ground suddenly lit up as it emitted a dazzling, resplendent light. The sacred ground of the ancient ruins seemed to have been shrouded by the holy light once more.    

    

The crowd couldn't help but be moved, and their faces revealed expressions of surprise.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

When the bright and resplendent runes on the ground reached their peak, a white light flashed and everyone's pupils contracted. In front of Han Chen, a golden pellet astonishingly appeared.    

    

The pill was as big as a dragon's eye. Underneath the golden film was a purplish-red color.    

    

Next, the medicinal pill swayed left and right, almost as if it were a clone. From one pill, more had been formed. The quantity was neither too high nor too low. It was exactly twenty of them.    

    

This is the Great Nirvana Pill.    

    


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