Chapter 270 Twelve Years Cave Heaven (two in one)(1/2)
The three of them found an inn, each opened a room, and settled down.
This place is Yangping, Zhongzhou, and thirty-six cities. Except for the city lord's mansion, all three departments are stationed. There is no need to worry about the strange and trivial matters of knocking on the door in the middle of the night. You can sleep until dawn and be safe.
Pushing open the window, Pei Fan held the pot of green leaves, leaning against the window frame, half of his body inside and outside was shaking. She looked at Dayue above her head in a calm expression.
The terrain of Yangping is relatively high, and there is a small hill in the city, with the water hanging upside down and the waterfall falling.
Although this inn is low, you can still see the bright moon and the white light.
The heart is peaceful.
When practicing, the word "moment" is the most important thing. People with a peaceful mind will not easily develop mental demons even when encountering the threshold of practice. Do not be impatient in everything.
Pei Fan felt thoughtful.
When she came to Yangping, she had a familiar thought in her heart... being suppressed, until now, she decided not to suppress that thought.
The girl took a light breath, and a snow-white talisman slid out of her sleeves, and a circle of golden thread was engraved around the corners.
Golden bell talisman.
After coming to Yangping, the invisible oppression behind him was much less.
This golden bell talisman was originally intended to wait until the two ghost cultivators in the East Realm appeared before using it. Now it seems that they are too worried.
Pei Fan took back the golden bell talisman, gently pressed one palm on the windowsill, turned over, fell into the street, hugged Wannianqing, and after landing, he looked around first.
The big red lanterns in Yangping are swaying under the eaves and are floating in the wind. It is the season when spring comes and flowers bloom. The warm wind blows, and there are hawkers selling on the streets.
Confirmed the direction.
In three or five steps, the girl's steps were light and the evergreen leaves swayed back and forth.
The girl's figure passed through the streets and alleys.
Go to Yangpingshan Waterfall.
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The gurgling water flows, separated from the Hongfu River, form a "stream" and rolls, as if it is because of some uncontrollable attraction, flowing backwards up the mountain, and after being reversed, the waterfalls rush down.
Putting it in Yangping is a wonder of the world.
Some people say that it is because the stars gather at the bottom of Yangping Mountain, which produces a "miracle" of water flowing and flying, which is similar to the sky above the sky where the demon clan hanging upside down in the sea in the northern border.
I stood closer and looked carefully and it was indeed a bit mysterious.
The girl was holding the green leaves, as if she was holding a lazy cat, standing at the foot of the mountain, with a loud sound of the waterfall, and the corners of the green shirt were wet with water splatters.
Pei Fan looked at the mountains and waterfalls.
Yangping Waterfall, one mile away, is a viewing point, with long pavilions and corridors.
Within one mile is the forbidden area.
The explanation of the city lord's mansion is that ordinary people are prone to drowning.
The three departments set up several formation barriers, and violators will be captured on the spot. It is enough to see the scenery for about one mile, so no one violated this rule.
The place where the girl is standing is now within one mile.
Almost veneered, standing under the waterfall.
With her means, the formation naturally could not be stopped, and she had already entered quietly.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, take a closer look—
Liu Shiyi said it well. The mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water is revealed.
The dark feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.
The girl moved one hand out and gently pressed it on her eyebrows, where the sword was hidden.
The girl stood in front of the waterfall, Yangping Waterfall, and the flowing flowed everywhere. She whispered: "Open!"
The waterfall suddenly opened, and a sword energy slashed by, and a whole water dragon was cut off in the waist. The rumbling water was blocked at the top of the mountain. The strange phenomenon did not last long. The waterfall opened and then closed again. It looked like a strange blockage. The turbulent flow shattered a large rock, so the calmness returned to its original state.
In front of the mountain waterfall, the figures of the girl and Qingye disappeared without a trace.
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Ning Yi's room.
Ning Yi, sitting cross-legged, was quietly breathing in the stars.
Every breath is filled with rhythm, and the great way is hidden deep, and it is in it.
All practitioners, even those who refiners, are inevitably “sniffing” and “entering quietness”.
There are several taboos during the breathing process. The biggest taboo is to use one mind and two things to divide a part of the mind.
As the breathing deepens, the practitioner's mental power will often be uncontrollably focused and immersed in a state of "fake sleep". What's more, it can "the soul leaves the body" and travel in Taixu. In fact, the path of sword cultivation, driving the flying sword and killing the enemy thousands of miles away is this mysterious. When the sword cultivation is sleeping, the soul power communicates with the natal flying sword, so a wisp of soul activates the sword weapon, travels thousands of miles, and cuts off the other party's big head.
The soul is about to leave.
Ning Yi suddenly opened his eyes and his voice suddenly became cold.
"The girl's breath disappeared!"
He suddenly woke up... Even though he was breathing and practicing, and was in a state of "half-sleeping", he still put a thought on the girl.
In his own perception, Pei Fan suddenly disappeared into the Yangping City.
Ning Yi stood up and put on a black robe. He pushed open the wooden window and the picture in his mind slowly emerged. The breath of his own girl was always within his sensing range. He had left the inn before. He thought she was just going to visit Yangping City. As long as she didn't leave the sensing, it would be fine. The golden bell talisman had not sounded, so Ning Yi did not take it to heart.
Ning Yi picked up the oil-paper umbrella and flew out of the window. He stepped on bricks and tiles along the way, pressing his body very low, avoiding the patrol of the three departments. This speed was the fastest and most reliable.
Following the breath in my mind, the girl's trajectory was extended.
Before Ning Yi could find anything.
The sound of a very understanding prompt sound of the sword weapon sounded in the heart.
The two words are enough.
"Fall."
The sword weapon is close to the senior, and his divine thoughts are gone. This powerful swordsman is much more profound than his divine thoughts. Even if only one wisp is left, his perception is still much stronger.
Ning Yi silently recited the word "刘".
Without hesitation, he rushed towards the Yangping Waterfall.
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The waterfall was lifted and the inside was dim.
The girl held Qingye with one hand, closed her index finger and ring finger with the other hand, gently placed it beside her mouth, and blew it.
The fingertips ignited flames.
Behind him is the majestic water curtain of Yangping Waterfall, and in front is a dark patch of darkness, with a faint storm blowing by.
The flames at Pei Fan's fingertips rose in the wind, and the light shone brightly, spreading a piece of light within three feet.
The cold wind blew in the cave, as if someone was gently stroking his neck and blowing in his ears. The girl had no expression on her face. After practicing the sword hiding, the sword energy in her body was hot, full of pure weapons, evil things of demons and ghosts, if they were not on their body, they would be three feet away from their body and be hit by the sword energy, and they would be exploding and dying in an instant by the blazing sword energy.
Inside the waterfall and in the cave, there is a swaying talisman hanging.
There are six characters inside.
"Outsiders are not allowed to step on foot."
Pei Fan lowered his eyebrows and smiled. Looking at the talisman, there was something strange in her expression. Without hesitation, her two fingers burned flames, clenched her fists gently, and then stuck the flames to the palm. Then she let go of her palm and held it upwards. The ball of floating holy fire, as white as a lotus, hung on the girl's shoulders.
She took off the talisman with one hand and did not discard it directly, but folded it neatly, and put it into her waist bag with precious and heavy weight.
The talisman was broken, and the wind was strong in the cave, which made the lotus fire shatter and collapsed a few times.
Pei Fan stepped into the cave, and the sound of water from Yangping Waterfall had been thrown behind his ears. This place looked more like a tomb. There was a clicking sound from the soles of his feet. When he looked down, he found that it was a calves with dead bones. The owner of this body had not known how long he had died, but his body had been weathered. He was stepped on by the girl, and the leg bones where he stepped on turned into ashes.
Pei Fan squatted down and looked at the dead bone.
The dead bone was against the stone wall, and the shoulder bone was penetrated by water drops and a hole was smashed into pieces. The body was crooked and slanted. It sat in the sword with its sword, and the skull drooped and leaned against the hilt of the sword. The whole body was no longer under the pressure of time and could turn into powder at any time, but the ancient sword in the arms was just a spider web and rust, and it seemed that it could still be used.
Pei Fan put down the green leaves, gently pulled away the ancient sword from the owner of the dry bone with one hand. The owner of the dry bone's head lost its support, and it fell and broke with a click.
In the smoke and dust, Pei Fan held the sheath with one hand and slowly drew out the ancient sword with the other hand.
With a clang, a sound of "clang"—
The cool sword light lit up in the dark cave sky, and it seemed that it had not been eroded by the years. However, the moment the sword was drawn out of the sheath, the sword body was broken inch by inch. After it was finally completely unsheathed, the sword light was still there, and the entire sword body had been broken into countless pieces, falling all over the ground.
After all, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.
Pei Fan sighed softly, inserted the sword back into the scabbard and leaned against the side of the stone wall.
When she was putting out the sword, she saw an old token next to the dry bones.
To be continued...