Chapter 4220 There is no coincidence in the world.
The pupil of extinction on the forehead was jumping! !
A beam of light was reflected from it and covered the past!
There is something wrong with this white candle!
It was not perceived by Ye Wuque's soul power, but by the pupil of extinction!
In Ye Wuque's perception, this white candle was exactly the same as the other seventeen white candles, without any abnormality or inappropriateness.
But from the perspective of the pupil of extinction, he vaguely saw that there was a certain silver luster flashing inside this white candle.
This was completely absent from the other white candles.
Ye Wuque immediately stepped forward and walked to the white candle. He first blew out the white candle, and then gently pulled it out and held it in his hand.
Looking closely with the naked eye, there was no abnormality.
"The perception power of the Great Soul Saint of the Great Sun Realm of Extinction can't even feel the abnormality in it?"
Ye Wuque felt a little incredible.
If he had not opened his extinction pupil to illuminate everything, he would not have noticed this white candle, because no one would doubt his soul power.
"Wait! If that's the case..."
Holding the white candle, Ye Wuque suddenly figured out a problem, and his eyes became deep.
"My guess should be correct! The center of the formation of the Xuanmai Land is somewhere in this sacrificial hall!"
"If that's the case, then that mysterious person and the power he represents must have come to this sacrificial room countless times!"
"If they found something wrong with the white candle, they would have taken it away long ago and would never let it stay here."
"That mysterious person is the same as me, both of them are Great Sun Realm Extinction Great Soul Saints!"
"Then since my soul power can't find the problem with the white candle, then correspondingly, that mysterious person will not find the problem with the white candle either!"
"So, this white candle will be left here all the time, because in the eyes of the mysterious person, these eighteen white candles are ordinary, without any abnormality, and he or they don't care at all."
Thinking of this!
Ye Wuque suddenly felt a sense of relief.
If he didn't have the Eye of Extinction, he would not have noticed the problem with the white candle, and would have missed it completely, gaining nothing and walking into a dead end.
Starting from the stone wall of the disciple cave, Ye Wuque relied on the Eye of Extinction to find new clues all the way to this place without alerting the enemy.
Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Ye Wuque looked back at the white candle in his hand and switched to the vision of the Eye of Extinction.
Suddenly, a silver luster flashed faintly in the white candle!
Ye Wuque carefully stroked the white candle, and suddenly held both hands and turned them gently!
Snap!
The white candle suddenly split into two, and then a silvery thing immediately fell from it!
A hand stretched out, and Ye Wuque caught it.
Looking intently!
It was discovered that this was a long object about the thickness of a middle finger, and around this long object, layers of thin silver threads were wrapped!
Shining!
Flashing with a silver luster!
The moment he saw the silver thread!
Ye Wuque's heart was shocked!!
"This silver thread..."
He quickly remembered that he had found clues about Fang Qingyang in the Dark Hall, and found the room in the restaurant where Fang Qingyang was, and finally found the last words and clues left by Fang Qingyang in the red candle! At
that time, the red candle was also wrapped with layers of shiny silver threads!
Exactly the same as the silver thread in front of him!
Ye Wuque's soul power immediately rushed to the silver thread.
Sure enough!
The exploration of the soul power was blocked!
In the perception of the soul power, this long object was not found at all, and there was nothing in his hand.
It was because of the mystery and extraordinaryness of this silver thread!
No wonder only the extinction pupil can vaguely see the silver luster, which comes from these layers of silver threads.
In an instant, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered one after another!
The same silver thread that can block the exploration of the soul power!
The thing was wrapped with silver thread in the same way, and then hidden in the most conspicuous and most easily overlooked candle!
Originally thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems...
it is not a coincidence at all!
There is no coincidence in the world!
This is clearly the work of Fang Qingyang!
"This thing was also hidden in this white candle by Fang Qingyang. This way of hiding things is a habit of Fang Qingyang!"
"Because of the existence of silver thread, it can isolate the power of the soul from detection, and even the Great Soul Saint of the Great Sun Realm can't find it. It is indeed a foolproof method!"
Therefore, Fang Qingyang hid his last words and an original seed in the red candle in the same way before he died.
Because this is a method he has repeatedly verified.
When thinking of this, Ye Wuque suddenly had a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
Connected!
Fang Qingyang's clues are completely connected to this sacrificial hall!
After going around in circles, many clues came together and appeared in front of him.
"Fang Qingyang is the spirit son of the Ancient Alliance of the Heavenly Gods, so he is naturally qualified to enter this sacrificial hall, but why did he hide this thing in the sacrificial hall?"
"If it is something very important, he should keep it close to him..."
Ye Wuque's eyes became more and more profound. He stared at the long thing wrapped in silver threads in his hand, and without delay, he began to pull the silver threads apart bit by bit.
When the last bit of silver thread was pulled apart, Ye Wuque's eyes were fixed again!
The long thing showed its true face.
It was a small candle that was as thick as a middle finger, dark silver in color, and very simple! !
"Another small candle?"
Ye Wuque was very surprised.
Moreover, this small candle looked very old, with a strange shape, and there seemed to be an ancient mysterious pattern engraved on the candle.
"To hide a small candle in another larger candle, this Fang Qingyang is really a talent..."
After sighing for a while, Ye Wuque looked at the wick of this mysterious dark silver candle!
The wick was charred black.
"This small candle has been lit before!"
Ye Wuque immediately distinguished it.
If it was a brand new candle that had never been lit, then the wick would not be charred black.
"Fang Qingyang hid the small candle here, so it would only be Fang Qingyang himself who had lit it..."
Immediately, Ye Wuque no longer hesitated and gently snapped his fingers.
With a bang, a bit of Yuanli burned, turned into a spark, and lit the wick of this small candle.
A small flame suddenly lit up!
The dark silver candle was lit, and the small flame began to burn. What Ye Wuque found incredible was that the flame of the lit candle also showed a dark silver color!
When the dark silver candle burned completely, the dark silver flame slowly rippled out a candlelight, and the morning sun reached the wall of the sacrificial room!
The next moment!
An incredible scene appeared!
I saw that the candlelight reflected on the wall of the sacrificial room actually gathered at a very fast speed, and slowly formed a brilliant pattern!
The moment he saw this pattern, Ye Wuque's pupils suddenly shrank!
Because that was exactly what he had been pursuing... the seven-colored auspicious cloud! !
! !
At the moment when the colorful auspicious cloud pattern was reflected on the wall of the sacrificial room, a crisp roar suddenly sounded in the dead silent sacrificial room!
Ye Wuque immediately looked over and found that the sound came from the lonely nameless tablet!