Martial Inverse

There was still a faint stench in the air, and Feng Hao still walked in while frowning.

This is a large hall, an unknown hall, which is also full of broken bricks and broken tiles, the surrounding walls have also collapsed in several places, and there are dozens of large holes at the top, allowing the outside sun to shine in.

With the help of the sunlight, Feng Hao could see tall figures carved on those dilapidated walls. However, the most attractive thing was not those figures, but those trees and vines.

The sacred trees with delicate skins stand straight up to the sky, as if they can pierce the sky. Around their branches, there are also patterns of clouds to show the height of the sacred trees, and the vines are even more impressive. It is like a dragon, alive and entwined around the Shenmu, which makes the Shenmu even more ferocious and strong.

Although these pictures have been broken, the weird agility still gave Feng Hao an incomparable visual impact, making him feel like he was in an ancient jungle.

"hoo hoo"

Closing his eyes, Feng Hao gasped for breath, beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

"What the hell are these things?"

Looking around, there are all such lines, his eyes are shaking, and his mood is extremely restless.

"What happened in the ancient times?"

According to the scale of this site and the scene inside the palace, Feng Hao can judge that this place should have been extremely brilliant before, and the cracks on the ground and the damage to the walls all indicate that this place has suffered a devastating blow.

"There are some things that you can't know with your current cultivation base, and it's not good for you to know."

An old voice came out, very cautious.

"Well"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment and didn't ask any further questions. He took a step and walked towards a relatively complete broken wall.

Each of the lines of the Shenmu is extremely clear, very three-dimensional, and vivid, as if it is directly presented in front of your eyes.

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and stroked it slowly.

There is no special feeling, this is just a flat wall, but it is faint, but Feng Hao feels a strange energy flowing inside, full of vitality and joy, which directly refreshed his mind, and he was a little tired body,

Instantly returned to normal.

"Um?"

Feeling this strange energy, Feng Hao was slightly stunned, his heart moved, and he immediately moved Yanjue, a suction force was generated from his palm, and immediately, he felt that cool energy was penetrating into the body. It reached the palm of my hand and flowed into my body along the tendons.

"how so?"

Looking inside, Feng Hao was stunned by the situation in his body.

This is a cyan energy thread, once it entered the body, it directly passed through the Wuyuan vortex, penetrated into the Xuwu vortex below the Wuyuan vortex, and a small ripple appeared, submerged into the pitch black, Without a trace, it was as if it didn't exist at all.

For a long time, the Xuwu vortex did not show any changes, and it seemed extremely calm, and did not react to this energy.

"Master?"

He didn't know what was going on, so Feng Hao had no choice but to ask Fen Lao for advice.

"how?"

Not long after, an old voice came out.

"Master, what happened to that energy just now?"

Feng Hao asked with some expectation.

"Energy? What energy?"

The old man's voice was full of doubts.

"Well"

Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately explained, "Is that the special energy absorbed by the wall just now?"

"wall?"

Fen Lao was also stunned for a while, before saying, "Where did the special energy come from on the wall? It's impossible."

"it is true!"

Feng Hao became a little anxious, and explained, "After I sensed it just now, I inhaled it into my body. As a result, that special energy directly entered the Xuwu vortex."

"Entered the virtual vortex?"

Perhaps he also felt that Feng Hao was not lying, and Fen Lao's voice became serious, "Has Xu Wu changed?"

After being reminded by the old man, Feng Hao looked inside his body again.

The Wuyuan vortex has not changed at all, it is still slowly rotating, the different nucleus hangs, shining with crystal purple blue, under it, a boundless and dark vortex, like a black hole, deep and bottomless, catching people's minds, watching After a long time, Feng Hao had the illusion that his mind was drawn into it.

"No."

After observing for a while, Feng Hao shook his head in disappointment.

"Are you sure you absorbed a special energy into your body?"

Fen Lao asked cautiously again.

"Um."

Feng Hao nodded, "Although there is a small amount, there are indeed, and it gives me a feeling full of vitality, which seems to be the feeling of looking at this pattern."

"Didn't integrate into the Wuyuan vortex?"

"No."

Feng Hao shook his head, "It seems that the Wu Yuan whirlpool can't hold it."

When the energy passed through the Wuyuan vortex, Feng Hao had this feeling faintly. The Wuyuan vortex is like the water on the lake. If it is a leaf or a raindrop, it will naturally blend into it or float on it. A stone will naturally sink, and that trace of energy is the stone thrown into the lake.

"Go and try on other walls."

Fen Lao urged rather hastily.

Hearing the old man's words, Feng Hao walked towards another broken wall, with his palm resting on the wall, for a long time, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation.

"No."

Feng Hao shook his head in doubt.

"try again."

Under the reminder of the old man, Feng Hao tried several broken walls in succession, but there was still no fluctuation of the weird energy before.

"This is impossible, is it an illusion?"

There are several broken walls that are more perfect than the previous one, but there is no such energy, which makes Feng Hao suspicious.

His eyes swept around and settled on the steps of the palace.

It was also the highest place in the palace, and it was surrounded by gravel, and there was a hole in the wall behind it.

I don't know why, Feng Hao walked over in such a strange way, the stench here is very strong, it seems to be the place where the deformed spirit is entrenched, and there are still disgusting liquid traces on the broken ground.

Frowning, Feng Hao pinched his nose.

Standing in front of the high platform, he could vaguely tell that it was a large round platform. Based on the scattered stones around it, he even wondered if there was a large sculpture here?

After observing for a while, he found a fairly clean ground, and he printed his palm on it.

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