This is what cultivating immortals is like

Boom!

The strong wind blew and the glacier collapsed.

Di Tu raccoon waved his fists in front of him to clear the way, sticking to the persona of a reckless man and playing the role of Lu Bei's follower.

Lu Bei, Kui Mulang and Lou Jingou walked behind the icebreaker. He announced his home name and changed several names, but failed because Kui Mulang had many routes.

After giving up on myself, I decided not to act anymore and truthfully told the truth that I was Xinyue Fox and my younger brother was Di Tu raccoon dog.

Kui Mulang stroked his beard and smiled lightly. It was fake, it was still fake.

Although he has never met Xinyue Fox, nor does he know Di Tu raccoon dog, Lu Bei has never told the truth since they met, and this time will be no exception.

However, Lu Bei has said so, and there is no guarantee that he will not fall out if he exposes it again, so he will just go with Xinyue Hu, it is not important anyway.

All the ice was broken, and two iron doors a hundred feet high were revealed in front of the four people.

Di Tuzhao tried, but couldn't open it with brute force. He turned to look at Lu Bei and said, "Brother, the door can't be opened."

"Maybe it's push and pull. Try again." Lu Bei said angrily.

This guy is so good at pretending to be a grandson, he must have been a grandchild to others before!

Di Tu raccoon nodded angrily, indicating that what the elder brother said was correct, and he really tried to move the two sliding doors.

The result is self-evident, it still failed.

Di Tu raccoon decisively stepped aside. He was a rough man. He didn't know how to pinch or count. He was out of tricks. The finer work still depended on Lu Bei.

Lu Bei took out the compass, thought for a while, and made an invitation gesture to Kui Mulang: "There are four images hidden in this door, and the method to crack it is quite mysterious. I can't understand it clearly, so I'm sorry, Kui Mulang. "

He doesn't know how to do mental arithmetic, and it would be about the same if he were the Taifu, so there will be no need to show shame here.

"Xinyuehu is joking. In terms of divination skills, you are far superior to me."

Kuimu Lang stroked his goatee, smiled, took out his compass and stepped forward, mumbling words to deduce the solution.

The two iron gates are a hundred feet high and are painted with four images, a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, a vermilion bird in the south and a black basalt in the north. The cross lines are connected, and there are many stars dotted among them. The stars seem simple, but the way to break the situation is false and true, and it is not a human being. It can all be undone.

Lu Bei's strategy does not have a way to crack it, and it is too obscure for players. There are no high-level players here, or in other words, high-level players are blind and unable to write a correct strategy.

Kui Mulang took it apart and cracked it calmly, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes stroking his beard and suddenly realizing. This scene made Lu Bei frown.

It looked familiar, especially the way Kuimu Lang was stroking his beard. He had definitely seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly to cover his eyes.

I remembered.

At the end of last year, when Xuanyin Division was competing for performance, I saw this person in the ravine at the Demonic Cultivator Trading Conference.

The bad old man who runs the stall.

Regarding the Demonic Cultivator Trading Conference, Lu Bei only remembered Zhu Qilan. The two were not happy when they first met, and this was the beginning of their bad relationship. He was not impressed by the bad old man.

Moreover, there is also a difference in image.

The old man at the trading conference had messy gray hair, a goatee that was half long and half short, and a greasy robe full of stains. No matter how he looked, he looked like a down-and-out sloppy Taoist priest.

Kui Mulang in the foreword is tall and straight, well-dressed, and has a superior temperament. It is difficult to imagine that the two of them are the same person.

The most important thing is that the level of strength is very different.

There is only one truth. Kui Mulang borrowed the face of a sloppy old man!

Why is he a sloppy old man? Is he very powerful?

Or, what is the connection between the two parties?

Or maybe Kui Mulang is just a sloppy old man who has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to be a dishonest chicken, but in fact he is a powerful monk with extraordinary skills.

He thinks that he is very powerful and doesn't bother to pretend to look like this. This face is Kui Mulang's true face.

There were so many options that Lu Bei couldn't guess at the moment. He took two steps back and came to Lou Jingou's side. He exclaimed in wonder: "What a powerful divination technique. Kui Mulang has something. I feel sorry for myself. I am willing to say... He is the strongest."

"It's not his turn to be the strongest."

Lou Jingou spoke slowly. This time his voice was no longer rough. It was clear and intoxicating. Little Lu Bei immediately trembled when he heard it.

Sounds familiar, seems to have heard it somewhere.

Damn it!

Lu Bei was confused, staring at Lou Jingou's unremarkable face. He just wanted to peel off the mask and see the other person's true face.

"Xinyuehu recognizes me?"

Lou Jingou seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and stared at Lu Bei with his eyes: "You recognize me, but I don't recognize you. How about you and I take off our masks at the same time. If we are close friends, we can cooperate sincerely this time and share the opportunities in the secret realm."

Damn it, I want it all!

Lu Bei smiled slightly: "I'm afraid it's hard for me to be my best friend. I have made many enemies outside. I'm afraid that if I take off my mask, I'll be like a quarrel with the fairy, so I won't mention it."

Lou Jingou put away his smile and took a deep look at Lu Bei: "But he is a mortal enemy?"

"Who knows..."

Lu Bei shrugged and thought to himself that it was outrageous. He thought that the world of immortal cultivation was very big, but he didn't expect that it was just a village, and almost all the senior monks had met him.

No wonder Qinglong handed out masks and the God-Dispersing Technique when he met, and the people below formed teams and formed cliques. There were personal grudges everywhere, and the tombkeeper had long since collapsed from within.

Click!

Rumble————

Dotted with stars, the stars lit up one after another, four images surrounded the starlight, and the two iron doors slowly opened.

Kui Mulang put away the compass and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny. The opportunity is in this door. Xinyue Fox found this place first, so you invite me first."

"nature."

Lu Bei nodded and stood behind Di Tuzhao. He patted his shoulder and asked him to clear the way ahead.

Don't act stupid, it's your choice. To be a younger brother, you must have the awareness to be a younger brother.

Di Tuzhao's expression remained unchanged, and he walked at the front with his fists raised. A golden bell lit up around his body, and the rich Buddha's light illuminated the golden passage, and he strode to the front.

Lu Bei couldn't tell what level Di Tuzhao was in the Dispersing God Technique, and Kui Mulang and Lou Jingou were no exception. However, according to the rhythm of Qinglong's death in Zhu He's trap, the three of them had also reached the level of transcending tribulation for the last time. .

It's good, and you can make money when you fall out.

It was pitch black behind the iron gate, and the fog was so thick that one couldn't see even one's fingertips. Even if the Buddha's light opened the way, it could only illuminate an area, and it was impossible to see the whole picture.

The four of them dispersed their consciousness and realized that the space here was huge. Kui Mulang took out the compass and started to count.

Lu Bei paced among them. The post-mortem guide stated that in addition to the teleportation array, there was another relic hidden here. It might be a magic weapon or a trap. Because those who came after him could not find out, it was marked with a red cross.

"I found it. This world is indeed the surface of the secret realm, and the teleportation array is right in front." Kuimu Lang stopped and said happily.

"Not only that, but there is also a hidden opportunity. Didn't Kui Mulang figure it out?" Lu Bei said.

"Oh, there is such a thing, please let me know."

Kui Mulang was stunned when he heard this, his expression was surprised and it didn't look like he was faking it, making it difficult to guess the authenticity.

The acting was so realistic that Lu Bei just thought he was pretending to be stupid. In order to prevent Kui Mulang from monopolizing the opportunity of the secret room, he strode to the right and chose to monopolize it himself.

In the corner, Lu Bei's palm was pressed against the wall, and strange force penetrated, shaking the wall and making it buzz.

Surrounded by Xun Yu, all of them are powerful actors at the movie king level. He didn't want to show off his usual skills. He held a compass in his hand and pretended that he could do calculations.

After a cup of tea, Lu Bei found a mural with runes written on the fur of a white tiger. It was particularly abstract. The crooked characters were neither ancient Daxia script nor demon script, and were different from the scripts he knew in the world of immortality.

But if you look carefully, these words...

look familiar.

I saw a stone tablet in the fragment of the Book of Heaven, and the words on it were 80% similar to it.

Is the inheritance cut off?

Lu Bei's heart was filled with excitement. It didn't matter if he couldn't understand it. He just wanted to expand it first. Maybe he would be able to understand it later.

He lifted up a mud wall with a wave of his hand and printed the white tiger mural. After confirming that it was correct, he put it into his pocket. Then he put his two fingers together with his sword and exhaled the Gengxin gold energy, urging the characters to move around, making the white tiger image shine.

The silent roar of the tiger drove away the darkness, and the huge hall was revealed within the sight of the four people.

Di Tu raccoon dog: So fast. How did he calculate it? This thing is called physical cultivation?

Kui Mulang: What kind of trick does this man use to pretend to be a ghost? Is it possible that his algorithm is so clever that he can tell it at a glance?

Lou Jingou: Who is he? What is the relationship between me and him? Are we friends or foes?

The three of them followed Lu Bei, wanting to see what the so-called opportunity was.

Kui Mulang and the other three stared at the mural intently, imprinting the text and graphics into their minds. At the same time, they became even more fearful of Lu Bei.

This person has a mysterious origin and is well prepared. He is familiar with the road as if he is exploring a secret realm for the second time.

This conjecture is obviously impossible. Excluding all unreasonableness, it can only show that Xinyuehu's divination method is mysterious and unpredictable, and is far superior to them.

Kui Mulang frowned, and Lou Jingou was thoughtful. Although there are many sects of cultivation in the world, there are only a dozen Shanmen who are proficient in measuring methods. The scope is narrowed, and Xinyuehu's identity is not Hard to guess.

Who on earth is it?

The mural roared silently, and the characters outlining the white tiger were suspended in the air like flowing water. The turbid air settled and the clean air surged up. When it fell in front of Lu Bei, it looked like a ball of mercury.

What's this?

"Hahaha, it turns out to be this thing. My chance has come."

Lu Bei raised his hand and waved his sleeves, swept away a ball of mercury, clasped his fists and looked at Kui Mulang and the others: "The treasures of heaven and earth are destined for those who are destined to get them. I have thanked you for your concession, and I will not refuse."

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist." Lou Jingou congratulated with a smile.

"Wherever, let's all wash together."

Lu Bei waved his hands repeatedly. He knew the path he had walked. He had not yet confirmed Lou Jingou's identity and did not dare to call himself a Taoist friend.

After collecting the magic weapon, he punched out, shattering the wall and spreading spider web cracks, leaving traces of someone's presence.

In this way, when players create a guide, they will mark the unknown red cross here.

"Brother, what kind of magic weapon have you got? Can you open my eyes to this little brother?" Di Tu raccoon came forward eagerly. He looked simple and honest, not very smart.

"It's just a spiritual enlightenment pill."

Lu Bei said casually, knowing that Di Tu raccoon dog's IQ was not high, he kindly took out a bottle of Qiling Pill and put it in his hand.

Take it and take a look.

"No, big brother, in my opinion, it's clearly Bai..."

"Don't talk nonsense. You are the eldest brother and I am the eldest brother. I don't understand any rules. Open the way ahead."

"..."

Di Tu raccoon secretly thought it was bad luck. When he saw Kui Mulang and Lou Jingou coming uninvited, he thought there would be a fierce battle, so he pushed Lu Bei in front to attract firepower.

If he had already said that he would form an alliance, he would not pretend to be a grandson.

…

On the second level of the secret realm, four figures stood in front of the majestic palace.

"Wei Yueyan, are you here too?"

"Mr. Xuanwu invited me, so I had to come."