Xu Qiudao's words seemed to be sneering, but more of them were disdain, which was caused by elite disciples of the sect and disdain for those casual cultivators who had no followers.

Normally, Xu Qiudao naturally hid this disdain firmly and did not reveal any of it. But at this moment, after a encounter under this pond, the twelve Yuanchen's continuous small measures made Xu Qiudao look dirty. In the mood, Xu Qiudao's contempt and disdain could no longer be hidden.

Taipan did not argue about this. In this world, when facing the casual cultivators outside the sect, the sense of superiority from the heart of the sect is inevitable. The major sects are also consciously cultivating this sense of superiority and pride to enhance the sense of belonging of the sect disciples to the sect.

Taipan's eyes stopped. In front of him, less than two feet tall, there was an altar three feet high and two feet square. This altar was built with a whole piece of water glazed glass. The moonlight on the lake shone through the water surface and fell on the water glazed glass, reflecting a bright light. In the clear light, countless shadows of swimming fish and water birds were hidden in it, evolving the scene of all living beings, which made people dazzled.

After a few breaths, Taipan moved his eyes away from the clear light and fell around the altar. Under the cover of the clear light, the altar was faintly reflected in an extremely complex line. This line was the trace left behind by the blood sacrifice array after it was reversed and destroyed.

"This is indeed a key node in the Blood Sacrifice Array." After tying out the faint lines and deducing them for a while, Xu Qiudao nodded.

"However, compared to this blood sacrifice array, what I am more curious about at this time is what I want to do when Twelve Yuanchen set up an altar here!"

"This blood sacrifice array is hidden at the bottom of the water. There are already thousands of acres of lake water as a demonstration. It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to detect the traces of this array."

"In other words, this mirage bead is left behind to hide this altar." Xu Qiudao's eyes fell again on the altar with glazed water. In the center of the altar, an old clam was dying. This old clam was the one that spit out the mirage beads before.

"It seems that this old clam has merged with the mirage beads and is transforming towards the mirage dragon."

"It's a pity that your journey was to interrupt the transformation process, so that a mirage dragon died prematurely." Xu Qiudao said, with regret in his words.

As a spiritual beast that is very different from the demon, the Mirage Dragon is very popular among human practitioners, especially those sects. In addition, the Mirage Dragon is naturally interested in quietness and not moving. If there is a suitable place, a Mirage Dragon can definitely stay in that place until death. As time goes by, the Mirage Dragon will gradually become one with the illusion that it evolved into. The Mirage Dragon is the illusion, and the illusion is also the Mirage Dragon.

But once the Mirage Dragon is alarmed, the natural illusion will instantly turn into a place of killing, and the invaders will be trapped in it. In addition, the Mirage Dragon's long life span and the Mirage Beads left after its fall. Therefore, the sects all hope to raise a Mirage Dragon as a guardian for the treasure house or some important place.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, what do you think?" After regret, Xu Qiudao's eyes fell on Tai Pan again.

Taipan also turned his eyes and looked at Xu Qiudao.

"I also want to know what kind of secrets there is in this ancient Mianchi Lake!"

"So that Twelve Yuanchen set up this altar again, and used the extremely precious mirage beads as a cover!"

Taipan and Xu Qiudao's eyes fell on the lines they traced, representing the direction of part of the blood sacrifice array. These lines were entangled and knots, and it was difficult to make a decision. After thinking for a while, the two of them took action together to shake the true energy. According to the trajectory of these lines, they replicated part of the blood sacrifice array along the vague traces around the altar.

At this time, the two of them discovered that the influences of countless creatures in the clear light reflected by the water glaze were overlapping with the traces of the blood sacrifice array, and the final gathering point of the countless traces and countless lines was the altar of the water glaze.

"This incomplete magic circle is not just for blood sacrifice!"

The two of them tried to simulate the incomplete magic array with their true energy, and then deduced the direction of the incomplete part of the magic array. Taipan thought for a while before speaking.

"Brother Xu, you are from a big sect and have a lot of knowledge. Can you tell the connection between this magic array and this altar?"

"It's hard!" Xu Qiudao also frowned, "If the junior brother who is skilled in the sect and the magic circles comes here, maybe he can see some clues. If I do, forget it."

"But..." Xu Qiudao smiled in a low voice, suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped the altar, "Since this altar is intact, then think there must be a broken magic array in it."

"If you test the mystery of the magic circle, you will naturally be clear!"

As Xu Qiudao's palm fell, a dark light radiance radiated from the altar of the water-glazed glass, blocking Xu Qiudao's tentative palm. The light was as lively as water, and it was extremely lively. There was also a faint vitality. Although this vitality seemed weak, after careful feeling, it was like a wrapped seed, which seemed to erupt at any time, covering the sky at any time.

In just a moment, the vitality that was attracted but not produced rose up like a seed that broke the shell. Around the altar, the illusions of all living beings, all came alive, following the vitality and wandered around.

So, the broken part of the blood-stained magic array that had already collapsed was reappeared between the wandering of the phantoms.

Then, the vital energy of heaven and earth around us gathered quickly towards the altar of the water glazed glass. However, this magic array was only a broken part after all, and could not form a complete cycle. The vast vital energy of heaven and earth gathered together. After only a few breaths, the lines of the magic array that had just emerged were completely annihilated under the impact of this vital energy, and the countless phantoms of sentient beings also turned into nothing with the dispersed magic array.

In the altar with water glazed water, there was a crack that completely penetrated the altar. Among the cracks, the sound of water echoed continuously. At the bottom of the lake in the ancient Mianchi, there was a sound of water. This was not an ordinary situation.

Amid the sound of water, a torrent flowed out from the storm of the altar and melted into the lake water of this pond.

"Hiss..." Seeing this strange scene, when Taipan had not made any sound, Xu Qiudao had already taken a breath of cold air, and then couldn't help but pinch out a waterproof mark, luring the energy of heaven and earth, turning into a spherical cover, and discharging the surrounding lake water to several sides.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, we are really lucky!"

"Have you ever heard the legend of ancient Mianchi?"

Xu Qiudao's voice could not suppress his inner joy and disbelief.

"The legend of ancient Mianchi?"

Taipan frowned and began to think.

However, even Ren Taipan could not remember how much he recalled that he had seen any myths and secrets about ancient Mianchi in the collection of Wanling Mountain.

"No, no!" He shook his head secretly, and Taipan quickly adjusted the direction of his thinking.

The identity he showed in front of Xu Qiudao was just a single-line practitioner, no different from a casual cultivator. When Xu Qiudao suddenly asked this question, it means that the answer to the question he asked must be well-known, not a secret that only passed on among the major sects.

And this ancient pond has the only legend, or history, since ancient times, the meeting of the Qin and Zhao pond. However, this history is the history of mortals and has nothing to do with them, such as practitioners. Even though this altar is related to the Qin and Zhao alliance back then, Xu Qiudao, as a practitioner, should not be unable to suppress his own mood.

"No, no!"

"There is really a legend."

When Taipan changed his thoughts, he suddenly remembered that there was really a legend about this ancient Mianchi that was circulated among practitioners. This legend has never been confirmed since Qin and Zhao for thousands of years.

After the Qin and Zhao meeting, there was a drought near Mianchi, and thousands of miles of naked land were wiped out. Although the drought was wiped out, the drought pool had not rained for half a year in a radius of more than 400 miles. Even if the gods from all directions tried their best, they could not control the rain near Mianchi. After all, gods are the agents of the laws of heaven and earth. However, drought itself, in a sense, also represents part of the laws of heaven and earth. This was born from the laws of heaven and earth. How could the drought lasting for half a year be controlled by the laws of heaven and earth?

However, after half a year of drought, the lake water of the ancient Mianchi not only showed no sign of drying up, but even the water level had never dropped. It was also because of the practitioners who carried the lake water of the ancient Mianchi, and the water was surrounded by all directions. The pond was more than 400 miles in a radius, so that it would not be completely cut off and turned into white ground.

As for why the water of this pond was drought for half a year and was transported by practitioners for half a year, there have been two theories in the world of practice. One is that there is an underground river connected under the ancient pond. At that time, it was the gods who used the power of the gods to drive the river water of the underground river to replenish the lake water of this ancient pond. The second statement is that there is a water eye hidden under the ancient pond. It is the existence of the water eye, which is called the water of this pond, which continues.

For the first guess, thousands of gods in this floating world never admitted it. Later, some people have counted that during that period of time, the water flow and the water level changes of major lakes and rivers, they determined that this matter was done by the gods. Therefore, there was a saying about the water eye under the pond, which was very popular for a while. In the following hundreds of years, countless practitioners and even gods almost turned the ancient pond upwards, but they never found any clues of the water eye. Over time, the theory of water eye of the pond became a well-known and brainless legend.

If there is any legend in ancient Mianchi, which is related to practitioners and is well-known to people, the only one Taipan can think of is the legend of Water Eye.

"Brother Xu's meaning is, water eyes?" Taipan also widened his eyes and landed his eyes on Xu Qiudao.

"Yes, it must be a water eye!" Looking at the turbulent water flow, Xu Qiudao's agitation was not hidden at all.

"I finally understand why Twelve Yuanchen chose this Mingchi County to take action."

"Why should I leave that precious mirage bead here!"

"Compared with this water eye, what can a mere mirage bead be considered?" Xu Qiudao sighed. Taipan naturally knew where Xu Qiudao's feelings came from.

The water eye is a strange thing made by heaven and earth. It itself is equivalent to a part of the laws of heaven and earth. If anyone can pick the water eye and use it to sacrifice and refine it into a magic weapon, it does not even have to wait for it to achieve the magic weapon. But even if it is a magic weapon, its power is still unimaginable. Even if the soul monk holds it, it can rely on it to fight against a half-immortal with Taoism.

According to the records of Wanling Mountain, at the end of the seven kingdoms, the capital of Wei, Daliang City, was flooded because a practitioner in Daliang City attracted the power of the water eye, which attracted the water of the Yellow River. Although historical records were recorded, it was led by the Qin general Wang Ben, but imagine that in this world where Taoism is sage, Wang Ben has no virtue and ability, can dig out the Yellow River in full view of countless gods and countless practitioners, and can escape unstoppably!

Why is he?

The root of this is nothing more than because this matter was not done by Wang Ben - or the only relationship between him and Shuiyan Daliang City is that the practitioner who triggered the water eye was invited by Wang Ben to come out of the mountain.

As for the monk who drowned Daliang City, in the existing records, when the Water Eye was triggered, seven half-immortals, together with six ancient gods, came together and fought with him in a large number of cities for three days and three nights before they were killed. The name and name of the practitioner were no longer in the past. If it were not for the purpose of warning future generations, even this period of history would not have been passed down.

Not to mention the feat of flooding the beam, the mysterious power of the water eye alone, with the power of the water eye, faced the thirteen Taoist levels, and then persisted for a full three days before they were exhausted and died exhausted. This shows the mysterious power of the water eye.

Thinking of this, Taipan's breathing became too rapid. His eyes looked at Xu Qiudao, and he became more alert.
Chapter completed!