In order to ensure that nothing unexpected happened, Ye Tian controlled his external incarnation and carefully climbed Wulai Peak.

Without any movement, he transformed into a place outside his body and came to this practice room quietly.

Along the way, the incarnation outside of the body did not see any other creatures.

The distance was enough, and Ye Tian immediately exchanged positions with his incarnation.

This is not a jump in space, so the dungeon did not play a role, imprisoning Ye Tian.

It was still pitch black in front of me. It was not until Ye Tian urged the Demon King's eyes again that the darkness gradually faded away.

The surroundings returned to their original state. The extremely calm practice room seemed a little deep for some reason.

Ye Tian never forgot his purpose, but he was the component of the Chaos Stele. But he didn't know whether the young man would take it away.

But no matter what, searching is always going.

Hard work pays off, and Ye Tian quickly found a secret compartment. The compartment was relatively small, with a parchment scroll and a fan-shaped black stone inside.

Ye Tian accepted the Black Stone and then opened the parchment scroll.

The pampered scroll was densely filled with words. Ye Tian read it from it and felt it. This seemed like some kind of conspiracy...

"Today, Chengjian fell. For some reason, I always feel that something is strange. Not only was it buried quietly, but there were no corpses, but the three black stones on the Chaos Stone Monument."

"Everyone knows the function of black stones. Once three are gathered and placed on the stone tablet of fate, they will attract strange images. But the stone tablet of Chaos is just an ordinary obelisk on Wulai Peak. It is a no-nostalgic title, but it is unbelievable to have any effect."

"The head of the sect told his disciple that the black stone was to protect the spiritual body of the Chengjian, but no one knew that the black stone was taken out alone and was just an ordinary stone?"

"The stone tablet of fate is hidden somewhere under the ground of Wulai Peak. This is the secret that belongs to me alone. I want to obtain the black stone and change the fate of my mortal body!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a fault. Ye Tian knew at a glance that the diary here had been torn off for several pages. Fortunately, there was still content behind it.

"The head of the sect discovered me! I had to escape. I only took one puppet in Black Stone. Why did he wrongly accuse me of the third one? It is said that Chengdao in the sect also took one puppet and hid it in the thatched hut, but he was not discovered!"

This is the last page of the diary. Ye Tian put down the parchment roll and glanced at the narrow room again.

There is a ray of gray in the corner of the room, quietly huddling in the corner. Ye Tian can draw the other person's identity during his lifetime based on his spiritual deduction.

He was a cultivator with an mortal body, whose realm was about to fluctuate up and down at the third level of the wilderness. His aura was equivalent to that of the aura above the parchment scroll, and he could basically confirm the other party's identity.

"Because I stole the black stone, I hid here, hid for thousands of years, and even turned into a wisp of ashes, and I was unwilling to escape?" Ye Tian made a preliminary summary, then shook his head and left the place.

According to the scroll, Chengjian's tombstone is likely to have no corpses. In other words, Chengjian is likely not dead.

The locations of the Black Stone and the Destiny Stele are mentioned in the Puffer Scroll. The Chaos Stele has always been a lie.

Ye Tian still had a skeptical attitude. Nothing can be believed in in everything.

In front of this ancestral hall, there was a thatched hut. Thinking of the words mentioned in the parchment scroll, Ye Tian walked in without hesitation.

This is a very simple thatched hut. The bed is paved with thatch and there is not even qualified wooden boards. The futon cannot be used, so it is used to combine thatch into a strange meditation on the floor.

Ye Tian always felt that the thing would fall apart at any time. There was an extremely simple table in front of the futon.

It can be seen that no one has dealt with the table for a long time. Not to mention that it is chewed out, the thick bark alone can prove something.

There is not much space to search in this house, and Ye Tian’s eyes were first placed on the bed.

After all, it is the largest furniture among thatched huts.

With a wave of his hand, the demon clay precipitated from Ye Tian's body and gradually swept through the thatch bed. Soon, the thatch disappeared.

Unfortunately, there is no trace of black stone in it.

The black stone had no breath, and even though Ye Tian scattered his spiritual consciousness, he had nothing to find. There was no way, so he could only continue to patrol one by one.

Ye Tian set his sight on the ground. The thatch and weeds on the ground are an excellent place to hide secret passages.

The demonic ember was about to emerge and once again eroded all the weeds. Unfortunately, the bare ground was exposed and there was no so-called secret passage at all.

"Is it a futon?" Ye Tian's eyes were finally placed on the futon. Apart from this, there was only a table.

But compared to the table, the probability of a futon is much higher. A wave of demonic embers swept over and a black stone really fell to the ground.

The fan-shaped curve shows its identity. Ye Tian took it away and left the thatched hut.

Little did they know that under the table in the thatched hut, there was a ball of thatched hut close to the bottom of the table, gradually gathering into one.

At present, Ye Tian is only the last black stone. And there is only the last area left around the ancestral hall.

It was a room similar to the Sutra Pavilion. When Ye Tian walked in, he saw that the interior was filled with books.

The magical powers of the East Shui River, the Meteor Sword Formation, the Golden Light Divine Eye Skill and other magical powers are all available. Ye Tian picked up a book and wanted to read it, but found that there was no font inside.

This is true for every book, it is a wordless heavenly book.

It is indeed quite difficult to search for a black stone in the huge Sutra Pavilion.

Ye Tian went to the counter and checked the placement of books. He wanted to try to find out what tricks he had, and then combine the layout of Black Stone...

In this way, it is possible to quickly locate the Blackstone position.

It’s a pity that there is no rule in the layout of books, and all the techniques here are magical skills without exception.

It's a bit weird. If the sect has the power, it would be reasonable to get one or two magical skills to read as a high-level inner disciple.

But the magical power is displayed like a cabbage, and even the disciples with the lowest authority can check it out. This is unheard of.

Ye Tian used the demonic embers to make it fall into the Sutra Pavilion. Soon, the shelves and books that were in trouble were eroded.

The specific structure of the entire Sutra Pavilion was immediately exposed to the air.

Unfortunately, there was still no news about Black Stone. Ye Tian swept around and suddenly saw a hole next to the counter. The hole was blocked by the bookshelf and was invisible.

Now, it is exposed to the air. The hole extends inward, and Ye Tian doesn't know where the final destination is.

On one side of the cave entrance, there are also rune stones to bless it. Obviously, this is a teleportation formation.

In order to maintain the integrity of the formation, Ye Tian carefully approached the formation. With the sound of gushing water...

The space where Ye Tian is located has changed.

This is a pink space. The peach blossoms and cherry blossoms everywhere embellish the world into pink.

And among them, there happened to be an orange cat that looked harmless, holding a black stone in his mouth and glanced at Ye Tian.

Then, the orange cat turned his head and left without any intention of looking at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian naturally hurriedly chased after him. But the orange cat crawled into the forest, but disappeared. Nothing was found in both spiritual detection and observation marks.

"Is there a hidden skill?" Ye Tian observed the route on the ground and said in a deep voice.

There is clearly a little damp mud here, and every step will be engraved on it.

Suddenly, low growls came from the depths of the forest.

Ye Tian followed the sound, but saw a huge lion-shaped creature in a corner.

There are tentacles on its forehead, which are huge in size, with white wings on its back, and a kingly aura radiates in the air.

The celestial horned dragon-winged lion is one of the ancient divine beasts. The black stone at this time is at the feet of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion.

If you want to take away the Black Stone, you will inevitably have a fierce battle. But the current Heavenly Cervical Dragon Winged Lion is just an eighth-level cultivation level in the wilderness realm.

The demonic ashes have repeatedly fallen from the sky and absorbed on the body of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion. The demonic ashes have been constantly absorbing the divinity, but Ye Tian has not received any feedback from energy.

I saw the celestial horned dragon-winged lion waved its wings, and the demonic ashes fell to the ground like a masterless thing.

Before the form has arrived, the energy has arrived.

Ye Tian realized that a wind suddenly appeared behind him, and it blew hard on his body. The powerful force made Ye Tian fly backwards.

"It's not the eighth level of the wilderness..." Ye Tian looked dark, brushing away the dust on his body, and constantly shuttled through the space.

The aura of the Immortal Sword suddenly increased, and a sense of death filled the air. The Sky-horned Dragon-winged Lion still had no sign of panic, and even wanted to resist Ye Tian's attack head-on.

In an instant, the golden light of the Immortal-Shenzhen Sword emitted, and the sword crown shone out a burst of red light. The red world occupied the perspective of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion.

The horned dragon-winged lion just waved his palm gently, and a big palm slapped it hard on the sky, shaking the world trembled three times.

Ye Tian flashed, chopping and dodging the big palm. The Fairy Sword cut out fragments in the air and suddenly inlaid into the body of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion.

This sword shocked the body of the Tiankerato-Winged Lion, and then his body turned into a weak shape. The immortal-suppressing sword that was originally inserted directly into his body was exposed to the air.

The smell of blood filled the air, but Ye Tian could not detect the other party's position.

"There are some restrictions on this world." Ye Tian shook his head and gave up using his spiritual sense to win.

Here, his spiritual sense makes mistakes repeatedly. It’s not because of insufficient mental power, but mainly because when communicating with the spiritual sense, Ye Tian can always feel a special existence and isolate it.

About two breaths passed, and the body shape of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion appeared again.

Ye Tian did not attack. He had seen many such low-level tricks.

Ye Tian turned around and slashed out the sword. Just a few short swords, the world changed color!

This is not an ordinary sword, but an ultimate sword at the peak of the extreme realm. The space is cut from the sky, and all kinds of void holes appear in the air.

The true body of the celestial horned dragon-winged lion appeared and fell down swayingly. Its body was cut into pieces by the five swords, and its soul was also shattered into the air.

The third black stone successfully entered Ye Tian's pocket.

Ye Tian scanned the space, confirmed that there was nothing else to obtain, and walked straight towards the teleportation array that was originally coming.
To be continued...