Zhuxian Ertianhuo

"Did you say the way out is on the other side of the waterfall?" Zhang Xiaoding sat on the ground with his back leaning on King Tiansha Ming's feet.

"Impossible, even if it's above, below, on the side, or across from the waterfall, we can only stare." Yan Xiaoan leaned against the Holy Mother of the Netherworld, "The flow speed and water volume of this waterfall are so shocking that I can't sleep well. I have tried it too, once we go in, we will be photographed below in an instant, maybe there is a bottomless abyss below, even if it is not a deep abyss, if a stone suddenly appears three feet below, we will all be turned into meat paste."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Xiaoding frowned. "Do you think the agency will be opposite?"

"It's possible, but if someone comes in from the opposite side and is trapped here by someone else's mechanism, what should he do?"

They looked at each other, and said again: "If we could build here in the first place, there must be other roads...eh?" Yan Xiaoan's eyes suddenly lit up again.

"What did you find again?"

"What do you think was the purpose of building this place?" Yan Xiaoan looked at Zhang Xiaoding with bright eyes.

"I don't know, but the people who built here should undoubtedly be from the Demon Cult."

"That's right! The Holy Mother Ming King is their god, and they must have their own special reasons for putting the god here."

"What's the reason?" Zhang Xiaoding asked immediately

"do not know."

Zhang Xiaoding was stunned and speechless, "This, makes me happy again."

"You continue to listen to me, have you noticed? It's empty. If it's a sacrifice to the gods, there should be no incense table futons. Isn't it strange?"

"It's very strange, so... what's the use?"

"do not know."

Zhang Xiaoding was speechless again, "This, or..."

"Oh, it's just that I don't know much about the Devil's Cult." Yan Xiaoan sighed, then raised his head and said, "But we can continue to think in this way."

"Okay, let's think about it."

The time passed quietly, and the two of them sat down to think, but they didn't get up to check or take a look around, because they had already seen every place.

Not only that, but even the monkey Xiao Hui lay sprawled between the two stone statues. Even Xiao Hui had played enough, and only occasionally rolled left and right. Fortunately, the space between the two stone statues was quite spacious. .

After a long silence, Yan Xiaoan said, "Brother Xiao Ding, I have an idea, I wonder if you can agree."

"Speak!"

Yan Xiaoan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Otherwise, let's pay homage to this evil god, because if people from the Demon Cult come here, they will pay homage to them no matter what. I'm afraid that because of our ideas, we may neglect the opportunity."

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoding readily agreed.

"Ah?" Yan Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "I thought you people of the righteous way would definitely not do it."

"Haha." Zhang Xiaoding smiled, and said: "I'm different from them. My father told me when I was young, 'What is righteousness and evil, but people's hearts. What can I do?"

"Wow!" Yan Xiaoan was surprised, "Then your father's cooking must be delicious."

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaoding was astonished, "Why?"

"My uncle told me. 'A person who speaks well must have something special.' Your father is a cook, so the food must be delicious."

"Haha, he cooks delicious food. I will let you eat it when you go to Qingyun."

"Okay! Let's start praying now."

Still doing it as soon as he thought of it, Er stood in front of the statue of the Holy Mother, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

Then they looked at each other, staring blankly.

"Maybe some kind of sacrificial spell is needed here, witchcraft is always like this." Yan Xiaoan smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Xiaoding stood up, said: "It seems that this won't work." Then he walked to the foot of King Tiansha Ming, looked up, his eyes were piercing and without respect.

"Heavenly Demon King, Tiansha Mingwang." Zhang Xiaoding punched the stone statue's calf hard. "I'm starving to death here!"

"Don't move!" Yan Xiaoan yelled suddenly, frightened Xiao Hui again, then gave him a blank look, turned over and continued to lie on his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoding turned around.

"Smash it again." Yan Xiaoan suddenly extinguished the fireball in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoding was puzzled, but he smashed it again as he said.Suddenly I was startled too.

Suddenly, two faint lights flashed across the dome above his head.

"The eyes are bright, the eyes are bright!" Yan Xiaoan exclaimed excitedly.

Zhang Xiaoding took a step back, then raised his head to look, but the light had already disappeared.Zhang Xiaoding didn't wait for Yan Xiaoan to speak again, stood at his feet again, put his hand on the stone statue's calf, poured out his spiritual power, instantly, King Ming's eyes shot out a very bright light, and the whole stone room was brightly lit.

Xiao Hui also sat up, staring blankly.

Yan Xiaoan suddenly walked to the feet of the Holy Mother, looked up at her kind face, put her hand on it, and her spiritual power was running.

All of a sudden, he felt a dark spiritual power from the depths of his body being pulled out suddenly.

The eyes of the statue of the Virgin also shone with radiance, followed by a loud rumbling noise, which overwhelmed the ever-present roar of the waves and water.

"Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi!" Xiao Hui exclaimed, jumping away quickly.

The place where it was originally sitting protruded and changed, and a three-foot-square stone slowly rose.

There seemed to be a low chant, and the white light was hot. The two of them looked at everything in front of them in shock. The spiritual power in their bodies continued to pour in, and the stones rose higher and higher, like a square stone pillar.

Finally, Yan Xiaoan was sweating profusely, and almost exhausted his spiritual power, and the whole stone pillar gradually stopped, reaching straight to the dome.

"Let me have a look." Zhang Xiaoding walked to the stone pillar, the four cut surfaces of the stone pillar were still flowing with white light, right in front, on the top of the stone pillar, there was an impressive big character:

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs!"

It is densely packed under it: "...the sky has no punishment, and the Taoist praise has no name, so it is said that those who have no self, no one, no sentient beings, and no life will reach the light.Adhering to the righteous way, the inner body is self-nature, and the heaven and earth take the origin as the heart. ...""

"Tianshu!?" Zhang Xiaoding exclaimed.

"Ah?" Yan Xiaoan also exclaimed, dragging his tired body and walking over. "Brother Xiao Ding, do you also know the Heavenly Book?"

"I know, I practiced."

"What a coincidence, I have also practiced. But I seem to remember that the Heavenly Book is a peerless cultivation method passed down by the Demon Sect."

"Ah? Really?" Zhang Xiaoding was startled, but said immediately, "However, this book is obviously not the way out."

Yan Xiaoan turned around a few times, carefully looked at the heavenly book on the stone pillar, and said, "I've memorized this before, how about you, Brother Xiao Ding?"

"Am I..." Zhang Xiaoding hesitated, "I've seen..."

Yan Xiaoan knew, but he didn't memorize it.

Zhang Xiaoding changed the subject and said, "I still haven't found a way out, what should I do?"

Yan Xiaoan yawned and said, "Keep looking."

"How else can I find it?"

Yan Xiaoan thought for a while, then smiled and said, "For example, if the stone pillar is raised up, is the bottom of the stone pillar empty?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoding's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he pushed the stone pillar directly.

Thanks to Zhang Xiaoding's supernatural power, there was a rumbling sound, Zhang Xiaoding was sweating profusely, and finally moved a little away, a faint black hole less than two feet wide and three feet long appeared in front of his eyes.

Even Xiao Hui was curious, poked his head to look in, Yan Xiaoan threw a fireball, and he could see clearly below.

"There are stairs! There is a way!"

Zhang Xiaoding wiped his sweat tiredly, and said, "It's still down."

"Being alive is better than waiting to die. Let's go after a short rest."

"En." Zhang Xiaoding nodded, then stretched out his right hand, and said, "Give me the fangs."

Yan Xiaoan was startled, and said, "What do you want it for?"

Zhang Xiaoding gave him a blank look, and said: "I don't have a magic weapon, maybe there is something down here."

Yan Xiaoan pouted, thinking the same thing, the magic weapon was still more effective in his hands, so he nodded.

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The Ganmei Mountains stretch endlessly, and countless high mountains and giant ridges are hard to name. In an unnamed vein in the east, there is an open valley, a quiet pool, and the occasional mountain breeze, rippling and fluctuating.

A man in white clothes stood proudly by the lake, his face was dusty but could not conceal his spirit, Lang Xing stared at the lake with a touch of sadness.

Lin Jingyu!

Day and night, they came at a very fast speed, but they were still one step too late, the underground palace collapsed, and Cangsong disappeared long ago.

Unwilling, long search, but no results all day long, how vast is the ignorance, and how many places to go in Yunzhou?At this moment, there is a clear lake, staring deeply, breathing slowly, with a calm and unchanging original intention.

There are birds chirping and wind moving.

Standing for a long time.

The long sword trembled slightly behind him, Lin Jingyu turned around, and was about to leave.

Sudden!The ground seemed to tremble slightly, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice, but Lin Jingyu raised his eyebrows eagerly, turned around, and a fierce aura was born in an instant.

It was that calm wild lake, the ripples trembled, and suddenly trembled violently, followed by a "boom" sound that shook the sky, the center of the lake gushed like boiling, and then a clear light rose into the sky!

"Clang!" Lin Jingyu drew his long sword out of its sheath, green light rippling.

Above the center of the lake, the water vapor dissipated, and the clear light gradually faded. An old Taoist man was dressed in white and Tsing Yi.

Lin Jingyu's expression changed drastically, and his pupils shrank sharply.

The Cangsong in the sky also looked over, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.

The time is silent, the birds are singing and the mountains are secluded.

He said, "Master, go home."

He didn't answer, he drew his sword, and smiled again.

Not long after, a pair of mentors and apprentices who hadn't seen each other for many years, who were like father and son, actually hand in hand.

The distant clouds shattered and the mountains collapsed.

A sword is a sword that kills.A move is a murderous move.Heart, what kind of heart?

He suddenly sighed: "You really didn't disappoint me."

And he, as if in a daze, then roared loudly, the green light soared into the sky, and a ball of scorching flames wrapped him tightly.

In the ten thousand rays of light, the Dragon Slaying Sword let out a loud howl, with a myriad of auras, piercing the sky and leaving.

He was suddenly surprised, as if he couldn't believe it. From this child-like person, he saw a stalwart figure that he was very familiar with and admired very much in a trance!