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Soon, it was noon, but the crowd only finished a small part of the Rakshasa.

Ma's original intentions were still unfinished, but he did not want to delay more, and hurried directly to the location of Jiutian Baosha with his disciples.

It was an empty place with nine arrays of flags, a large mysterious rune in the center, and the illusion of the nine-story tower rooted in this array.

"I don't know who made such an array?"

Liu Bei sighed.

Indeed, a group of people have a deep experience. Such a person is likely to be more than the level of the sanctuary level. I am afraid that it has reached the level of the legend.

Here, Zhang Jiao has been waiting for a long time.

He hung a string of runes on each person, on which was a spell written with a Zhubi pen, with the divine power of Luoshazong's destiny Taoist.

Zhang Jiao warned them not to remove it easily.

Then, his fingers pinched out a set of tactics, and shot into the array, the light was suddenly vigorous, and everyone immediately closed their eyes subconsciously.

When it opened again, the illusion of the nine-story tower in front of him slowly opened the door.

Liu Bei stepped in first, turned around and said to Qiu Ming and Ma Yuan,

"Everyone, I was going to be alone in this dangerous situation. I really don't want to be implicated. Even so, I wish I never thought of rejecting others' good intentions. Please take care."

After talking, his figure disappeared into the array, and the two followed.

The disciples who guarded next to them secretly envied them. These nine days of Baosha claimed to be a forbidden area, and they were in danger. In the sect, they were actually the place where the disciples tried.

It also has another name-Xuantian Secret Realm.

Only the disciples allowed by the Shimen can be enshrined, and go in for a trial. Often, one of them fails to get permission for a year, and this time it goes to three at once.

Why are these ordinary disciples not envious.

Zhang Jiao explained a few words to those disciples, but left, leaving them to keep guard.

When Ma Yuan entered the first layer of Xuantian's secret realm, Zhongtian, a pressure suddenly applied to him. He almost knelt down. Fortunately, the sign given by Zhang Jiao lit up, and this pressure disappeared.

Even so, the vitality of the body becomes very slow, as if there is great resistance.

Even the Tai Chi ball next to the heart didn't jump, and it seemed to be afraid of the power of the nine-day Baosha.

Liu Bei and Qiu Ming also discovered this, stretched their slightly stiff limbs a little, and felt the subtle changes in their bodies. Fortunately, it didn't matter.

"This is the suppression force of Jiutian Baosha?"

Everyone sighed with emotion.

"Brother Liu Bei, can you know the specific location of the pages of the book?" Qiu Ming asked.

Liu Bei also did not know, so he had to probe around to see if he could find something.

There are many things scattered here, like most weapons, and there are also some peculiar plants, that is, there is no soil, the ground is a layer of light, and the texture feels like ice and snow.

Ma Yuan was walking and stepped on a spear. Suddenly, something under his feet bounced the Ma Yuan. He could not help screaming and attracted the attention of others.

When Tyumen wanted to ask about the situation, a voice came out first:

"Hey, hello, can you walk for a snack? Brother."

The spear stood up and made the little boy's voice, so he said.

"You... can talk?" Ma Yuan asked the other party, very curious.

The spear shook a few times, seemingly dissatisfied with Ma Yuan, said,

"I am a magic weapon, and of course the magic weapon can speak."

Ma Yuan looked at Liu Bei again, not knowing that his benevolent gun was also a magic weapon, would he speak like that?

Liu Bei also did not understand the situation and shook his head, denying Ma Yuan's guess.

The magic weapon sighed and said, "Recently, the Rakshasa Sect is inevitable to decline, and it is becoming more and more impossible. In recent years, no disciples have come, only the elders who are doing great things. Now there are a few, still small. child."

"Yeah yeah."

Various echoes came from around.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that everything on this floor would speak. Ma Yuan looked at them with the eyes of monsters and suddenly asked,

"Are you guys locked in these nine days of Baosha because they can talk?"

The magic weapon refused,

"How is it possible. I'm a magic weapon, okay?"

Ma Yuan said bluntly, "I don't understand."

So the magic tools explained their origins to Ma Yuan one after another.

Ordinary utensils are infused with vitality to exert their power through the secret technique of organizing.

Regardless of the grade, there will always be certain changes in some utensils, and the result is a structure like a human Dantian, which can generate its own vitality.

Over time, those artifacts will have spirituality. The blacksmith calls such a thing a magic weapon, and the soul spirit that resides in it becomes an instrument spirit.

The biggest difference with those ordinary artifacts is that the magic weapon will accumulate more and more vitality over time, and it can also exert powerful energy that the master can't control.

"Alas, it has been forty or fifty years since the owner left here."

The magic weapon sighed.

Tyumen hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of the broken pages of Tianshu.

The magic weapon thought for a while and said,

"Remaining pages of the Heavenly Book? It seems that there is this thing. But the suppression of the first layer is not enough to subdue it, so I ran to the upper layer."

Liu Bei and Ma Yuan were both moved by the news.

Then, how should I go to the next level? This seems that Zhang Jiao has not explained it.

In fact, Zhang Jiao also thought that what the other party was looking for was on the lowest level, so he didn't tell how to get to the upper level.

In desperation, Tyumen had to consult these magic tools.

After watching the three people for a while, the magic weapons felt a familiar breath before they suddenly realized that they suggested to Ma Yuan and his entourage,

"It's very simple, just tear off the symbols on your body. The force of repression will be released to you. If you bear it, it will naturally transfer you to the upper layer and deal with you with a higher power of seal. Until you can be sealed."

Previously, the Destiny Taoist had commanded that the symbols could not be easily removed, otherwise it would be dangerous. Now I want to come, in order to find the remaining pages of the heavenly book, it will soon be removed.

Liu Bei was the first to take down the symbol, and the hidden breath was completely exposed. He was captured by Jiutian Baosha and immediately released a great pressure on him.

The tyranny of the real-name realm was released, leaving the magic weapons hiding aside and not daring to get too close to him.

The power of the seal strikes frequently, like a rolling wave on the reef, resisted by Liu Bei.

Ma Yuan and Tyumen then tore off the symbols and accepted the attack of repression.

The four fifth-order sacred stones in Ma Yuan's body flew up, subduing the force of suppression.

As a result, a colorful light flashed through, Ma Yuan disappeared from the original place, and was first passed to the second floor by Jiutian Baosha.

Tyumen spit blood and was suppressed.

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