Chapter 278: Burning incense valley

When I came to southern Xinjiang, there was no way to go to Burning Xiang Valley, and the mysterious and mysterious secrets were not immune to the common people.

The eight evil mysterious fire magic array contained in the Burning Xiang Valley is comparable to the Qingyun Sect Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Four Spirits Blood Formation of the Ghost King Sect. It is known as... the only weapon that can kill the beast god.

Of course, now both the Zhuxian Sword and the Four Spirits Blood Array have fallen into Xuan Tianji's hands, and even the Xuanhuo Mirror, the treasure of the Fenxiang Valley Sect, is in his hands. Then... the Eight Evil Xuanhuo Magic Array is bound to be won. Only in this way can it be perfect enough!

Xuan Tianji stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the Fenxiang Valley in the distance. But in the dark night, the gate of the Fenxiang Valley was still brightly lit. A pair of disciples from the Fenxiang Valley held torches and patrolled back and forth, with a strict guard.

However, facing the heavily guarded Fenxiang Valley, Xuan Tianji just shook his head slightly and didn't take it seriously at all.

In the world of fairy tale, there are no barriers, no forbidden laws, and only human patrols. It is really easy to sneak in!

Xuan Tianji pulled Zhao Ling'er's slender hand and walked towards the valley, ignoring the patrol disciples.

He took a step forward, his figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared, it was already inside the valley.

Xuan Tianji stepped in the Burning Incense Valley, his face calmly, as if he was wandering around his own home.

Along the way, all the disciples of Fenxiang Valley I met turned a blind eye to Xuan Tianji and seemed to have never seen Xuan Tianji at all.

"Brother Xuan, why do they ignore us?"

Zhao Ling'er blinked her eyes and her face turned a little red. There were people patrolling everywhere along the way, but she had never looked at her. However, despite this, her heart was pounding and she couldn't calm down.

Xuan Tianji smiled and said, "There is a state called: I am in front of you. You can't hear me, see me, or feel me, so they will naturally not pay attention to us!"

Zhao Ling'er was stunned. She spread her tongue and said naughtyly: "It sounds very profound, but Ling'er likes it!"

"Let's go! I'll take Ling'er to see the scenery!" Xuan Tianji said with a smile.

In the shadow of the night, the two strolled in a foreign land. What came towards us were scattered and arranged palaces. Looking at the architectural style, it was quite similar to the Central Plains, but in subtle places, such as the eaves of the windows, eaves, and from time to time, there were some beast carvings that were not found in the Central Plains. Obviously, in the past eight hundred years, the Burning Valley was also influenced by the rough customs of the southern border.

"Southern Xinjiang, Nanzhao, it's a bit similar!" Xuan Tianji suddenly said.

"It's some!" Zhao Ling'er also nodded and agreed. She saw the color of the Nanzhao Kingdom in the Xianjian World from the architectural style of the Burning Xiang Valley.

"Is there a Miao people here, Brother Xuan?" Zhao Ling'er said strangely.

"Of course there are. Not only are there Miao people here, but there are other ethnic groups, but...what bad is that their relationship is not harmonious and they keep killing each other!" Xuan Tianji said.

"How can this be done!" Zhao Ling'er's nose wrinkled slightly, as if she was a little puzzled. "Why, all the tribesmen, whether they are black and white in their hometown, or the Miao people here, and other tribes, have to fight and kill them all? Can't everyone have a good talk?"

"..." Xuan Tianji paused and did not answer immediately.

Why there is a fight? This is a complex question. It is complicated to explain. In short, it is caused by many reasons such as interests and beliefs, but... girls do not need to know too much dark things.

"As the mother of the earth and the mother of Miao, Ling'er has come to southern Xinjiang, all this will change!" Xuan Tianji comforted.

"Ling'er understand!" Zhao Ling'er responded. Her eyes became brighter, as if she had found the goal of life.

"Ling'er, what's this!" Xuan Tianji didn't want the girl to be in a depressed mood. Suddenly, he looked at her eyes and fixed a small thing into the void.

Zhao Ling'er was indeed attracted by the attention. She looked openly at her pretty eyes and saw that it was covered in gray skin, about three feet long, but her body was in a strange "bow" shape, with a tall back and a low head and tail, and a pair of small black bean-like eyes embedded on her head.

But the most strange thing is that this beast has a very long nose, about half a foot long, almost one-third of its body length, and two large nose holes at the front of the nose, which looks similar to the pigs raised in the peasant's home.

"Oh! It looks so strange!" The girl stretched out her slender hand pretty and wanted to touch her very long nose, but suddenly shrank back and said, "What's its name?"

"The gray porpoise has an extremely sharp nose, which is far from comparable to ordinary people, and has some usefulness!" Xuan Tianji explained, but with a wave of his hand, he threw it into the Qingping Sword.

There is no need to kill such a little guy. He stays in Qingping's sword, and he may have some usefulness in the future.

Zhao Ling'er was a little stunned and said quietly: "Brother Xuan, you really... take everything!"

"Let's go, it's getting late!" Xuan Tianji looked calm and did not feel embarrassed at all.

Fenxiang Valley is known as the pillar of the world's righteous path. Although it is low-key in daily life, it is a great sect that has been prosperous for 800 years and covers a huge area.

More than a dozen paths are large or small, connected to each other, scattering like human bloodlines, and entering deep into the darkness deep in the Burning Valley. On both sides of the road are either homes of ordinary disciples or tall and majestic halls. Among these buildings are mostly flowers, plants, trees, green bamboos, cold plums, and bright peonies and peonies. They are grouped together, looking at each other from afar, and are integrated with the surrounding halls, and they have their own flavors.

If it were others, it would take some effort to find their goal in these dozen maze-like paths. But for Xuan Tianji, it was extremely simple.

He stood on the road, and everything in a few miles was within his consciousness.

The next moment, Xuan Tianji disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared on a trail.

The path is quiet and extremely secluded. There are trees, flowers and plants on both sides of the road. The night wind blows. Under the glory of the moon in the sky, the shadows of the trees sway, looking like some demon dancing, revealing a hint of weirdness.

In front of Xuantian’s body, there was a white square stone tablet with two lines of eight characters engraved: “The Xuanhuo is the most important place, the disciple stops!”

Although the stone tablet looks ordinary, it seems to be a dividing place. After passing the stone tablet, although the path still extends forward in a winding way, the trees, flowers and plants on both sides of the road are obviously much less.

First, the grass on the ground gradually disappeared, then the low shrubs, and finally even the dense trees on both sides gradually became sparse. Not to mention that the ground began to crack, even the remaining few trees became yellow and the branches of the trees became yellow, as if there was extremely lack of water nearby and the land was burnt.

"The people in the Burning Xiang Valley are really confident. There is no one around the Xuanhuo Altar, and there is not even a guard. The defense in the huge Xuanhuo Altar is so loose. I really don't know where the courage comes from the Burning Xiang Valley!"

Xuan Tianji had a thought in his mind and walked along the dark path and crossed the last bend.

In an instant, a huge open space appeared in front of him, and a hot wind blew into his face.

As far as the eyes were concerned, the circular altar stood in the center of the open space, with hollowed-out at the bottom. Thirteen huge stone pillars made of white jade supported the entire altar. There were twelve pillars on the edge, each of which was as thick as two people hugged together, and the largest in the middle was as thick as five or six people hugged together.

On the altar, all the buildings are built with strange red stone, steps and railings, and in the center of the altar is a magnificent hall, in the shape of a pagoda, with three floors, each floor is about half smaller than the next floor. However, each floor is dozens of feet high. From a distance, the altar looks like a huge ball of flames, thrusting straight into the sky.

Xuan Tianji stood under this altar, almost like an ant, extremely small.

When his spiritual sense swept across the earth, he had already discovered the magnificent Xuanhuo Altar here. He was not surprised. Instead, Zhao Ling'er was shocked.

"Good Ling'er, let's go!" Xuan Tianji smiled softly, awakened Zhao Ling'er, looked at Xuanhuotan and said, "I will tell Ling'er another realm later!" (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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