Beyond Deep Space

"What do you mean?" The ferryman looked at him.

Wang Xuan said: "Senior, please take a look at the strongest scriptures first. If you didn't explain my doubts to me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get this slate."

"It has nothing to do with me, it's you..." The ferryman found that he had no words to praise him, and he didn't want to say good things about him against his conscience.

However, he was really tempted. This stone slab has a huge background, and it is placed in front of him. How many people can remain indifferent?

"Are you really showing me?" The ferryman's fingers trembled slightly, trying to restrain himself, but he still couldn't help but want to touch the stone slabs on the boat.

"Senior, you don't need to be polite, we will deal with each other often in the future." Wang Xuan said seriously.

"Back then, two of the top ten masters among the immortals died because of the slate scriptures. My master was not ranked so high. He got the scriptures by accident. After being known by others, he was hunted to death in the end."

The ferryman was sad, that was his master's father, he was extremely powerful and a nice person, but he didn't end well.

Wang Xuan was moved. A seemingly ordinary stone slab was actually stained with the blood of Lie Xian. No wonder it was full of cracks, covered with mist, and had too many stories.

He paid more and more attention to this slate, and this may be the scripture he will major in in the future!

Ferry said humanely: "Such a scripture with an astonishing origin, are you willing to show it to me? It is very likely to be one of the strongest scriptures."

He added: "According to the Old Testament, I have no right to ask you to show me."

Wang Xuan nodded, and said: "Senior, I admire your character and personality. You are so frank in the face of such scriptures. Don't worry, I sincerely want to invite you to read."

Then he added, "There is a mist on the stone slab. I am afraid that the shock will not dissipate, so I have to ask the senior to help. In addition, if the senior can understand, please help me."

"I underestimated you. You are willing to share with others even this kind of supreme knowledge in the true sense. You are so bold. It is stronger than some immortals. If they had been able to look away, they would not have killed the blood of the immortals. Dye the sky red."

The ferryman sighed, and finally he was very serious, and warned Wang Xuan, saying: "Then I will tell you some truths, it doesn't matter if you don't practice this scripture, because accidents happen to those who practice it. Even among the most ancient immortals, Those who became Buddhas and ancestors died two people because of practicing it."

"Didn't he die because of fighting or scrambling, but because of practicing this scripture?" Wang Xuan was shocked.

"One of them was seriously injured, and he practiced the scriptures on the stone tablet, and died soon after. The other person was not injured, practiced the scriptures, and finally died."

The ferryman's coir raincoat was pitch black, his physical body was gone long ago, and it was just a remnant of extraordinary power. He was solemnly warning Wang Xuan that this scripture was terrible.

"Since there are problems with the scriptures, why do you need to practice them? It doesn't deserve to be called the supreme scriptures, right?" Wang Xuan was puzzled.

"There is no problem with the scriptures. The powerful immortals competing for it have repeatedly deduced it. The theory is feasible. Once it is cultivated, it will be unmatched in power, but it is too difficult to practice it."

The ferryman picked up the stone slab shrouded in mist. It was more than three feet long and two feet wide, full of cracks, and even black blood stains. Most likely it was the blood left by Lie Xian, and it was not wiped clean.

"I'm just in love with the scene and miss the past. I'm still in awe of this scripture. I don't dare to read it, I don't dare to practice it, for fear of accidents." The ferryman picked up the stone slab and wiped it with his hand. Quickly untied the fishing line.

He turned his head and didn't look at it, fearing that he couldn't help but practice the scriptures and toss himself away.

Standing beside him, Wang Xuan studied carefully. There were nine figures on the small stone slab, and there were densely packed ghostly symbols under each figure.

Wang Xuan didn't know it, but there was a spiritual imprint passed on, allowing him to understand the true meaning of the scriptures, and by the way, get to know those ghostly characters.

Whether you practice or not, keep it in your heart first!

Soon, the ferryman sensed that something was wrong, an inexplicable light flashed on the slate, entered the coir raincoat, and entangled with him, as if marking him.

There was a dark hole in the coir raincoat, and his blurred face emerged. His complexion changed and changed, and he felt it silently, and then suddenly raised his head to look at the passing moon.

"There are traps and deep pits on this stone slab, it really isn't that easy to grab!" the ferryman said in a deep voice.

Then, he felt that something was wrong, this stone slab had nothing to do with him, it belonged to that kid!

At the same time the line went away and disappeared into the night sky.

"Senior, what's the condition of this stone slab?" Wang Xuan asked, very concerned.

The ferryman looked unkind, and said: "You kid, do you have a premonition that something is wrong, and let me take the blame?!"

He thought just now that this kid has courage, and Wang Xuan is too displeasing to the eye now, maybe on purpose, this kid was alert in advance, had doubts and guesses, did this make him block the thunder? !

"Senior, I really didn't know that the fisherman on the moon was so insidious. I thought I had snatched a scripture from that monster for nothing, but I didn't expect it to be so tricky and hard to guard against!"

Wang Xuan sighed, with a look of lingering fear.

The ferryman sensed the imprint on his body carefully, and when he heard his words, his face became even darker. Didn't you completely guard against it?It's me who broke the defense, why don't you show it off to me? !

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky, and said: "Sinister and vicious, this kind of old monster should be killed, there is no one kind, just thinking of pitting the world!"

The ferryman was very uncomfortable, looked at him, and said coldly: "Why do I think you cheated me?!"

"Really not!" Wang Xuan couldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death, and said, "How could I have imagined that the fishermen on the moon have all kinds of routines, and they are really old bastards!"

Then, he asked in a low voice: "Senior, are there any problems with the scriptures?"

The ferryman was convinced that this kid must have been vigilant for a long time, asking him to carry the thunder really made him want to violate the old covenant and teach him a lesson.

"Are you still thinking about the authenticity of the scriptures?" the ferryman resented.

Wang Xuan raised his dagger and was about to split the stone slab, saying: "I vent my anger for senior!"

"Don't destroy the slate!" The ferryman hurriedly stopped him. He still wanted to use the slate to reason with the fishermen on the moon.

As soon as Wang Xuan heard it, he immediately understood, the slate scriptures are all right!

He stared at the slate, and studied it carefully again. The nine human figures and the densely packed ghost symbols were all firmly in his mind without any problems.

Suddenly, the ferryman's hair stood on end, and he looked up at the sky, and the disappearing fishing line appeared again. This time, there was no scripture landing, but a set of gleaming golden anchors, coming towards him!

"I...go!" He was shocked, and then looked at Wang Xuan with murderous eyes, and kept blocking the knife for this kid!

The set of anchor hooks were all made of sun gold, and they were extremely huge. If they were anchored on a person, a large blood hole would appear immediately, as if a spear had been bent.

"Misunderstanding, it's not me!" The ferryman kept avoiding, and then he held a fishing rod made of feathered bamboo, touched the set of anchor hooks, and talked to it.

"I am the ferryman of the dead land, the keeper of the covenant, there was a misunderstanding, and I prevented disasters for others, I can return the slate scriptures to you!"

Wang Xuan saw the ferryman turning into a beam of light, hiding there, and the group of big hooks also left behind afterimages, chasing him endlessly.

"Traps come one after another, all are routines." Wang Xuan wiped off his cold sweat, and then said: "Senior, I thought you were my own, but I didn't expect that the monster on the moon would not recognize his relatives, and even wanted to catch you away!"

"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" The ferryman was very angry.

Although he is a remnant of extraordinary power, he is very clear that when his physical body was still alive, he was a person from the era of immortals. As for the fisherman on the moon, it is unclear.

The Dead Earth is too old, it existed earlier than Lie Xian!

Finally, the ferryman used the Feathering Divine Bamboo to resist the group of fishhooks made of sun gold again, and kept whispering, as if he was explaining something quickly.

However, the anchor fluttered and seemed to be still exerting force.

Seeing the right opportunity, Wang Xuan jumped up, swung his dagger, cut off the fishing line with a clang, and let all the anchor hooks fall down!

The ferryman was dumbfounded, he was still talking here, so the boy took the opportunity to strike, his hands were too dark, and too tricky!

Wang Xuan said: "Senior, he can't interfere with Shidi, he should take action as soon as he should, and there is toughness in softness!"

The bamboo boat was pitched and nearly capsized, but the set of anchor hooks were too heavy and shone brightly.

Wang Xuan walked over, but still didn't dare to touch it, but his eyes were very bright, this is a pile of sun gold!

"Don't even think about it, you have to return it!" Ferry said humanely.

"Why, he wants to fish, but I'm anti-fishing!" Wang Xuan was dissatisfied.

The ferryman persuaded: "I really don't know anything about the creatures on the moon, but I'm afraid something will happen if I push it too hard."

"Then leave one fishhook!" Wang Xuan said resolutely, choosing one from a group of fishhooks.

"What do you want it for? You also want to fish?" the ferryman was puzzled.

"Such a big fishhook, isn't it a spear if it is smashed straight? The spear made of sun gold, I heard that it is specially designed to destroy evil spirits and ghosts, who is not tempted?!" Wang Xuan insisted on keeping one.

The ferryman looked at him, really speechless, and finally sighed after a long time: "All right, you leave a hook as a spear, and return the stone slab."

Reluctantly, Wang Xuan studied the slate again before giving up.

In the end, there was only one golden hook left in the boat, which would be two meters long if straightened.

The ferryman sent the stone slab and the anchor hook to the fishing line, and as soon as they touched it, with a whoosh, those things were pulled up into the night sky and disappeared, returning to the moon.

Finally calmed down, the ferryman stared at Wang Xuan with a bad expression.

Suddenly, his face changed again, and the imprint that entered his body from the slate began to glow, and there was a very clear meaning in the slight vibration.

"The cross-domain battle of the dead land will start at any time. Seed players are required to actively prepare for the battle. It may take ten years, or it may be today. Always prepare for the expedition!"

The ferryman turned into petrification, I couldn't believe my ears, there is no worst, only worse!

After he took the blame for that kid, the adverse reactions continued to ferment, and the chain of pitfalls followed one after another. It was enough to block the disaster for that kid, but he also went on an expedition for him?Also let people live!

After Wang Xuan learned about it, he really felt that the creatures on the moon were difficult to deal with. This is simply a series of tricks.

If he hadn't been cautious enough to let the ferryman test the water first, then he would have been completely tragic.I thought I was not caught on the moon and got the slate scriptures. I thought the anti-fishing was successful and I was full of harvest and sense of accomplishment. In fact, the trap has just begun!

"I'm still too young, a series of traps, fishermen are too insidious, if they are not careful, they will capsize!" Wang Xuan said with emotion.

The ferryman's coir raincoat was pitch black, and he felt like he was going to explode, especially when he heard Wang Xuan say that, he was in a bad mood.

He said coldly: "I was the one who capsized, okay? I'll carry everything for you!"

Naturally, he couldn't let it go like this, it was absolutely impossible to go to war for this kid, he had to find a way to correct it.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wang Xuan immediately said: "Senior, I'm going to practice the strongest scriptures on the slate now, and when I become stronger, I will avenge you and vent my anger for you!"

"Don't practice, you will die, first let me correct this mistake today, and then you can practice!" The ferryman hurriedly stopped.

Wang Xuan was in a dilemma, determined to practice, and said: "If you don't practice, I feel that I will transform again soon, and the activity of my body cells will surge. I want to take this rare opportunity to change my exercises and lay the foundation for my future!"

"You will train yourself to death!" The ferryman was anxious, he still wanted to find a way to transfer the mark to Wang Xuan.

"Then please give me some pointers, senior, and protect the way for me. I'm about to start!" Wang Xuan sat cross-legged on the bamboo boat.

The ferryman wanted to just slap him to death. After causing so many troubles and asking him to defend the way, he was really tired!But he does feel a little helpless, because Wang Xuan really can't die now!

Chapter 172 Cultivation of the Strongest Roots

The bright moon hangs high, the blue sea is undulating, and the golden bamboo boat moves with the waves.The ferryman was in a complicated mood, looking at the moon in the sky for a while, and looking at Wang Xuan for a while.

What is this called? He has been guarding the death ground for so many years, and he has never seen such a young man!

"I have almost comprehended, and I am going to practice the first drawing tonight." Wang Xuan opened his eyes and stood up.

"Don't talk to me!" Due to the Old Testament, the ferryman couldn't interfere with his actions, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Wang Xuan stood under the moonlit night with a serious expression on his face, ready to give up the root technique and golden body technique of the alchemists in the pre-Qin period, and practice the scriptures on the stone slab instead.

The nine engraved pictures of human figures, together with the densely packed characters, although profound, but he can understand it, mysterious and mysterious.

The scriptures are not very long, but they are extremely astonishing. They involve the resonance of various parts of the body, triggering, and accumulation of different secret powers, etc., which are very complicated.

He has carefully thought about it, and if he makes a slight mistake, his organs may be torn, his spirit may be injured, etc. The scriptures are extremely difficult to practice.

But he felt that the first engraved picture was prepared for him, and it belonged to the study of mortals, to activate various potentials, and among them was the art of protecting the body.

In a sense, the golden body technique is included.

The first chapter of this scripture does not involve supernatural powers and secrets, but focuses on the development of the physical body, thinking that this is like the location of the roots of a plant.

If a plant wants to flourish and become a towering tree, it can't do with injured roots!

In the discussion of this scripture, it is believed that if the roots are not well maintained, disasters will be left behind, and the body will also collapse in the thunder, which is not a good omen.

This makes people think deeply, are the scriptures accusing Lie Xian of his flaws?However, it did not mention the word Lie Xian.

The real situation is that it may appear earlier than Liexian.

If this is the case, it is even more terrifying.

In the era when Lie Xian did not appear, there was such a scripture that revealed the disadvantages of ascending to immortality, which is really shocking.

This is understandable. When Lie Xian saw this scripture, his mood must have been extremely complicated, even frightened.

As for the scriptures in the first human figure, there is the essence of the pre-Qin alchemist's root method, which is very mysterious.

Wang Xuan posed for the first human-shaped figure under the moonlit night. According to the scriptures, this is a true figure that can fully mobilize the potential of the body.

If you study it in depth, this true form map has the explosion of attack power, but also the dormancy and restraint of secret power. Blocking the approach and erosion of external energy can also be regarded as a method of defense.

The most difficult thing is that this true shape map requires the circulation of various secret forces all over the body.If you look inside, you will find that all organs and different body areas have energy of different colors. If one is not handled properly, the physical body will collapse.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and whispered in his body. He had already started to interpret the scriptures on the slate.

Now his body is very active, and if he is injured, he can repair it in the shortest time, so he wants to take this opportunity to change the scriptures.

boom!

Sure enough, just at the beginning, he encountered some problems, his body surface was torn, and some dark red blood was discharged.