Zhenlao went back to refine the ware again. Qinshuang left the medicine garden, pushed open the door and went out. Walking up the aisle, you can see many friars on the deck. One by one, they stood by the side of the boat, looking down through the light curtain. As soon as Qin Shuang's eyes sweep, he sees Yu Guanting, sun yuan and others. He goes over and looks down through the light curtain.

Below is a continuous Black Mountains, the mountains are black forest, vaguely can see some creatures in the forest jumping, running, looks strange.

There are no plants on the top of the mountain, but it's black and shiny. It can even reflect a bit of dark light.

"It's black snow!" Yu Guanting whispered.

"Black snow?"

"My grandfather told me."

"Oh

"Look, what's that?" Nian Geng Ju suddenly pointed to a direction below.

Qin Shuang, Yu Guanting and other friars followed his fingers and looked down. Many friars also looked down.

It's a small plain surrounded by mountains. It's black, but there's a little white light in the black.

A pale spot of light.

It's indistinct.

"What's that?" A monk exclaimed.

Then all the monks began to release the thousand mile eye Taoist Dharma, and the divine consciousness constructed a rune pattern in the eyes, which slowly turned in the eyes, flashing a light white light.

With the rapid narrowing of the distance, the monks' looks changed.

"It's an altar! The white stone altar. " A monk exclaimed.

In Qin Shuang's view, on a desolate small plain, a miserable white stone altar stands lonely in the middle of the plain.

Around the altar is a dead black tree, as if telling the ancient history, a desolate feeling.

As the distance gets closer, Qin Shuang sees tiny cracks on the miserable white altar, with black withered leaves scattered on it.

In the center of the altar, there is a simple rune.

In the middle of the rune is a pattern of a mouth, which is slightly open, as if telling something or calling something.

"What is this altar for?" Qin Shuangning asked.

"I don't know!" Yu Guanting shook his head.

Qin Shuang looked at the altar carefully, and his eyes were thinking:

"do you think the altar is artificial or natural?"

"Should it be built by hand?" Nian Geng said, but then he changed his face and said, "but it seems to be natural with the surrounding environment!"

The speed of the starship is very fast, and the white altar is covered by mountains. The monks scattered their eyes and murmured one after another.

"Look Another monk called.

They looked down again, this time on the top of a mountain, which was covered with black snow, but there was no black snow on the white altar. They released their eyes to observe the altar on the top of the mountain.

"Did you find out?" Nuhai said, "there are no graben creatures around the altar."

"Yes Qin's eyes were staring at the altar below and said, "it's a pity I can't go down to explore."

"When we have a chance, we'll form a team to explore." The angry sea stares at the altar road below.

Sun yuan and Nian Geng Ju nodded, then looked at Yu Guanting and Qin Shuang.

"Good!" Yu Guanting nodded.

Qin Shuang knows in his heart that nuhai's proposal does not really mean to explore these altars. Is it so easy to get in?

Even Xianjun regarded it as a hopeless situation. He did not dare to explore it, or did not dare to explore it in depth. How many of them dare to form a team to explore?

Nu Hai just takes this as the topic to express a wish that the five of them form a small circle.

In the following days, the altar below appeared from time to time. And they finally met the nest of Mantis. This time, qinshuang madly sacrificed more than 400 xiaozhoutian sword arrays, and consumed more than 10000 immortal swords. And after this period of time outside, several years have passed in the Zhenyao tower, and zhenlao has reached the level of immortal master, and has been able to refine medium-grade immortal ware.

However, Qin Shuang hasn't offered a medium-grade immortal ware yet. Even so, the immortal kings who pay attention to Qin Shuang pay more attention to Qin Shuang. Because the immortal sword released by Qin Shuang has been refined by a real immortal master.

From Ling Tianhua, we know that Qin Shuang is a master of elixir, and probably a master of elixir. Later, I learned from Tang Qianshou that Qin Shuang was a master of Xianfu. Now Qin Shuang is a master of Xianqi, which has to be noticed by those Xianjun.

On this day.

Qin Shuang and other friars were on the deck and looked down against the side of the ship. Ever since Nu Hai proposed the idea of a small circle, Qin Shuang, Yu Guanting, nu Hai, sun yuan and Nian Geng Ju often get together to communicate.In the small circle of these five people, Qin Shuang's accomplishments were the lowest, only in the later stage of the tenth floor of Da Luo Jinxian. Sun yuan, nu Hai and Nian Geng Ju are the first level of Jiutian Xuanxian, while yuguanting is the second peak of Jiutian Xuanxian. However, everyone respects Qin Shuang. There's no way. As long as you see that Qin Shuang can constantly sacrifice so many immortal swords, even if Qin Shuang's cultivation is not high, it is worthy of their respect. Of course, Yu Guanting knows more about Qin Shuang than sun yuan.

"Qin Shuang, you're not just a master of fairy ware, are you? Are you already a master of immortal tools? "

Sun yuan turned his head and looked at Qin Shuang, but found that Qin Shuang was looking at the air in front of him.

Sun yuan looks a Leng, also can't help looking forward to the air.

There were black clouds floating in the air. At this time, more than twenty figures flew out of the black clouds, and they cried "Wuwu" in their mouths. Everyone was holding a black weapon in their hands, and their eyes were full of sadness.

The sad cry penetrated into the defensive light curtain, which made the friars on the deck feel sad. They felt that life was meaningless, and it was better to die.

In the heart of Tao, the spirit gently plucks the strings of Qin. The music of pure heart echoes in the heart of Tao. The mind of Qin Shuang is clear.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

A sound of the zither came, and all the affected monks were clear. Qin Shuang turned his head and looked around. In the middle of the deck, a young friar sat with his knees crossed. An ancient Qin was placed between his knees. His hands were playing on the strings, and a song was spread in the air on the deck.

"This song has a pure heart effect, but it's worse than my pure heart song." Qin Shuang looks out of the light curtain again.

And at this time, those crying people suddenly turned around and continued to rush towards the Starship. Just this turn, the crying face turned into a smiling face, the mouth issued a "ha ha" laughter.

"Double faced man!"

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