"You're afraid of this?" Fang Xuan chuckled and deliberately waved the straw in front of Ji Mofan.
Then he was frozen without mercy by Ji Mofan.
Fang Xian looked at the pitiful straw covered in frost in his hand.
He didn't say anything, just shrugged helplessly, picked up another straw, and rekindled a new flame.
This time there was no prank; he simply held up the small flame and observed his surroundings.
The exterior of this stone chamber has been eroded by rainwater over the years, and the stones have few sharp edges, having been mostly smoothed out.
However, the interior is very dry and still retains the original traces of the stone.
You can see that the gaps between the stones were carefully filled with sticky mud, which is why they are so dry even in the rainy area.
Fang Xian brought the fire closer to the stone wall and examined it carefully.
“These look like claw marks left by an animal like a tiger.” He raised his hand and compared the size of his palm to the claw mark.
Although he only has four fingers, the distance between his thumb and little finger is one more knuckle than his finger.
It's so big, no wonder they built such a large stone chamber.
"hiss......"
Suddenly, a gasp came from behind Ji Mofan.
Fang Xuan tilted his head and saw that Ji Mo Fan was slightly bent over, touching his knee.
He laughed without any politeness, "You can't be serious! A dignified Nascent Soul expert almost tripped and fell flat on his face here?"
"I think you broke through that minor realm in vain."
"It wasn't an accident." Ji Mofan moved his leg, and only after the pain gradually subsided did he stand up straight.
"Try to feel it for yourself. Can you sense anything here?"
Fang Xian then looked down.
At first, he didn't notice it, but it wasn't until Ji Mofan reminded him that he finally realized there was a circular protrusion right under their feet.
A dark purple hue peeked out from between layers of straw. When Fang Xian brought the fire in his hand closer, he could see patterns on it that resembled those of a preserved egg, with faint, flowing glimmers.
Fang Xuan blinked, realizing he was really hungry.
It's not a preserved egg; the pattern on it looks like it's been struck by lightning.
It's not surprising, after all, this is a minefield, it would be strange if we didn't get struck by lightning once or twice.
"Is this an egg?" Ji Mofan asked.
“I don’t recognize the eggs of this creature.” Fang Xuan stroked his chin.
Ji Mo Fan bent down and squatted down, using the light from Fang Xuan's hands to peel off the layers of straw covering it.
This is indeed an egg.
It felt cold to the touch, indicating that his parents had left it in this cold, rainy weather for some time.
"Why don't we crack it open and take a look?" Fang Xian always came up with some very outlandish ideas. "With an egg this big, we could probably fry it and eat our fill."
"Stop your dangerous thoughts." Ji Mo Fan didn't even look up, trying to pick up the egg.
It turned out to be incredibly heavy. Despite being only knee-high to an adult, it probably weighed as much as two or three people holding it together.
Although it wasn't too difficult to lift, Ji Mofan still couldn't help but frown.
Under normal circumstances, after a dead egg has been left for a long time, its contents will gradually become lighter due to decay.
Some types of shells may appear healthy and unaffected, but once picked up, it turns out they are hollow inside.
However, the one in Jimo Fan's hand clearly does not conform to this law.
So what accident happened that forced the egg's parents to leave it, and it happened not long ago?
Ji Mo Fan pondered for a moment.
Then he pulled out the puppet child that he had stuffed into his Qiankun bag.
As soon as Shuanghuang's feet touched the solid ground, he couldn't help but sway groggily.
Time doesn't flow inside the Qiankun Bag, so he entered standby mode as soon as he was put in. Now that he's been pulled out, his emotions are still stuck in the last time he argued with Fang Xian.
So much so that as soon as he came to his senses, he went to look for Fang Xian's location, stared at him for a moment, and only then did he notice that the surrounding environment had changed.
The little puppet has always respected its master, and Ji Mofan not only broke through the Linglong Tower test left by Lu Tong, but also possessed similar abilities to him, so Shuanghuang would naturally prioritize his wishes.
Was Fang Xian also there when he broke into the Linglong Tower?
I don't know, I don't know, he didn't see anything.
"Shuanghuang, have you ever seen this kind of animal?" Ji Mofan held the egg up in front of Shuanghuang.
In fact, Jimo Fan didn't have much hope.
Although Shuanghuang had theoretically traveled all over the country with Lu Tong and had lived for countless years, his experience was far richer than that of Jimo Fanfang and Xuan combined, even if they were doubled.
However, the truth is that after Lu Tong passed away, Shuanghuang was imprisoned in this misty secret realm along with the Linglong Pagoda. He has lived for thousands of years, but he can only keep company with the news of the mechanism every day.
But to Ji Mofan's surprise, Shuanghuang nodded.
“This is the egg of the Arcane Kirin,” he said.
Ji Mofan's eyes widened slightly.
It was actually this...
Memories of his past life flooded back into his mind, and as Ji Mofan stared blankly, a slideshow of images flashed before his eyes.
He first saw the Arc Light Qilin during a campaign he participated in in his previous life.
For many years, the demons have been restless. After the Dao Asking Conference ended and the power structure of the cultivation world was reshuffled, many demonic sects have repeatedly stirred up trouble in the areas under the jurisdiction of some small sects in the cultivation world.
Therefore, the five major sects jointly organized a team to provide timely assistance to smaller sects when they encounter danger.
Ji Mo Fan accepted this expedition mission by chance.
The young master of that demonic sect rode a Qilin of Arcane Light.
And it looks like it's still in its infancy.
Even so, its height was comparable to that of an adult, and its strength was close to that of the Nascent Soul stage, causing considerable suffering to the small sects and the surrounding mortals.
Perhaps it's this egg in his hand?
Ji Mofan held the round egg in his hand and fell into deep thought.
...Could it be that during this exploration of the Hidden Realm, some members of the demonic path infiltrated?
Southern Xinjiang is located at the intersection of the demon realm and the cultivation realm; otherwise, it would not have developed such a righteous yet evil Gu technique.
However, the Dark Aura Realm is entirely within the realm of the cultivation world. The five major sects each sent people to check at the entrance. Logically speaking, if there were any demonic cultivators, they should have been easily identified.
The entrance teleportation array to the Misty Realm requires the user to emit a little spiritual power to activate it. The teleportation array will identify whether the person in the array meets the entry requirements of the secret realm.
It can only distinguish the level of spiritual power, but not the cultivation method. However, the reason why demonic cultivation methods are not tolerated in the cultivation world is that they completely go against the way of cultivation.
Even the spiritual energy within the body is circulating in reverse.
Such an obvious feature should not have been overlooked.
Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes.
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