Two treasure maps

Chapter 162 Leaving the Canyon

Between the vast sky and earth, a dazzling light suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and instantly disappeared at the bottom of the deep canyon.

Two figures could be vaguely seen in the light; they were Mo Yan and Li Er.

At the bottom of the canyon, the surrounding cliffs are towering, and the cracks between the layers of sky are like a natural moat, which is daunting.

The two of them found a relatively flat and secluded area with thick fallen leaves and moss under their feet, as if it was a soft carpet laid for them by nature.

They stood facing each other, their robes fluttering in the wind, like two hermits.

Mo Yan spoke first, "Master, I wonder what kind of formation you want to set up this time to interpret your illusion of golden light and rosy glow?"

Upon hearing this, Li Er smiled slightly and stood in the air, as if he had merged into one with the heaven and earth.

He asked in return: "If I tell you, will you generously give me the entire tortoise shell?"

Mo Yan sneered, a look of disdain on his face.

"Master, please stop teasing me. You're talking about repairing the Gangfeng Well, but you're just looking for an excuse to leave Taiji Palace and live freely in the lower world."

Li Er laughed loudly upon hearing this, and his laughter echoed throughout the canyon, making people feel relaxed and happy.

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "If you think so, I have nothing to say."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "If that's the case, I have already given you a piece of spiral tortoise shell, why are you still following me and refusing to leave?"

Li Er said confidently: "The reason is very simple, you didn't prepare my tortoise teeth."

Mo Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He said helplessly: "Master, please stop pretending. Even if I prepare the tortoise tooth for you, I'm afraid you will still find other excuses to stay."

Li Er laughed loudly, as if everything was under his control.

He smiled and said, "If you are prepared, then it is your filial piety to me; if you are not prepared, then it is giving me an opportunity."

Mo Yan was so angry at his rogue behavior that he shook his head.

"So, you are going to be a rogue to the end?"

Li Er restrained his smile and said, "Don't jump to conclusions. Let's send those three people up first, and then play a game of chess to decide the matter. How about that?"

Mo Yan was moved when he heard this. He had heard that Master Bo was a great chess player, and being able to play a game with him was something he had been longing for.

He nodded slightly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Okay! I'll do as Master Uncle says."

After the two reached a consensus, they began to set up the formation.

Mo Yan took out the tortoise shell fragments he had prepared earlier. These fragments emitted a faint golden light, as if they contained some mysterious power.

He carefully placed the fragments on the ground in a specific pattern and order, forming a complex array pattern.

Next, Li Er began to arrange the feathers.

Each feather selected from the six-winged condor emits a faint light, as if it contains the power of the sky.

He inserted these feathers into the ground, which echoed with the formation pattern of the tortoise shell fragments, forming a three-dimensional illusion formation structure.

During the arrangement process, Mo Yan and Li Er constantly used magic to inject their will and strength into the illusion array.

The fluctuations of their spells echoed in the canyon, blending with the surrounding environment and atmosphere, forming a strange resonance.

As their spells grew stronger, the entire illusion began to emit a faint golden light and gradually became brighter.

Their movements are graceful and their gestures are as free and easy as flowing water.

As they moved, a mysterious force seemed to surge in the canyon, gradually forming a mysterious formation.

Just as a hint of pale sky appeared in the sky, Mo Yan and Li Er finally completed the arrangement of the formation.

The entire bottom of the canyon seemed to be covered by a layer of golden light.

Seen from the outside, the canyon is still sparkling with golden light, but in fact the suction inside has been greatly weakened.

The two of them stood at the bottom of the canyon, looking at the complex runes and flowing spiritual energy in front of them, feeling the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces.

At the same time, Mo Yan sent a message to the rotating turtle, asking it to restrain its originally powerful suction force so as not to affect the three people who were about to leave.

On the platform, Yin Jing, Guo Lingli and Leng Xing were still enthusiastically discussing the topic of changing one's destiny.

Suddenly, the Yaoqin in Yin Jing's hand made a soft humming sound, as if reminding them that the suction of the canyon had changed and it was time to leave.

The three of them smiled at each other, knowing that this was the signal to leave, so they simply packed their luggage and prepared to embark on their journey home.

Guo Lingli watched Yin Jing use the Yaoqin as a sword, and her heart was filled with curiosity.

She asked softly, "Yin Jing, what are the strings of your Yaoqin made of? Why are they so magical?"

Yin Jing waved the folding fan in his hand and said mysteriously, "Guess."

Guo Lingli's eyes widened, and he deliberately put on a stern face and said, "You don't cherish this zither, be careful that it will rebel."

Leng Xing interrupted and said, "Xiao Haozi, don't you understand? The reason why we can talk with confidence in the enchantment of this zither is because it is not an ordinary zither."

Guo Lingli looked at Leng Xing strangely, as if he knew something that she couldn't understand.

Leng Xing explained: “The true value of this Yaoqin does not lie in the qin itself, but in the soul power it contains.

In other words, this Yaoqin is just the form of a qin. If I am not mistaken, there should be a master of formation living inside it."

"Are you talking about the spirit of the weapon?" Guo Lingli remembered the concept of the spirit of the weapon mentioned in the novels about cultivating immortals.

“The focus of a spirit instrument is on the instrument, not the spirit, and this Yaoqin focuses on the spirit, not the instrument.

If you don't believe it, you can ask the silver mirror to turn it into a sword. It's totally possible." Leng Xing said with a smile.

After hearing this, Guo Lingli suddenly realized. She blinked her big eyes and stared at the silver mirror, her eyes full of curiosity and expectation.

Upon seeing this, Yin Jing lightly tapped his feet, and Yao Qin really turned into a sharp sword, carrying them up into the sky and flying towards the edge of the canyon.

During the flight, Guo Lingli couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's amazing! I didn't expect this Yaoqin has such a power."

Yin Jing and Leng Xing both laughed. They knew that this experience was undoubtedly an eye-opening journey for Guo Lingli.

When they approached the edge of the canyon, the sharp swords under their feet turned into jade harps again, slowly carrying them upwards.

Return to the cave where Yin Jing and Guo Lingli first hid.

Silver Mirror cast a mirror barrier and observed the situation outside while reminding the two: "This time we have gained a lot from our trip to the secret realm. First digest what you have seen, heard, felt and understood, and then return to the team."

Guo Lingli and Leng Xing naturally had no objections. Although the suction of the canyon had weakened, they were still a little breathless along the way. They quickly sat down to regulate their breathing and sort out the situation along the way.