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Chapter Twelve Fate, Wonderful

The cave is not high, but Ning Yi does not need to bow his head. The stalactites condense on the top of the cave. I don’t know how long it has evolved, and the water droplets erode and are round all over.

The "sword sect" between the girl's eyebrows steadily burst out with fireflies. Under the excitement of the red date marks, they condensed the faint star glow. She raised an arm, as if she was carrying an ancient lantern.

In a thousand-year-old dark room, a light will be bright.

Ning Yi guessed right... The Huanliu Mountain outside is a flowing tomb, with only entering and not leaving. If you can't find this cave, you will never be able to go up.

Without starlight and spiritual energy, even if wings grow, it is impossible to fly out from here.

As for the "lucky one" who found this cave... it is not necessarily possible to get opportunities and luck.

Ning Yi found a corpse with an ugly expression, embedded in the surface of the stone wall of the cave, and there was almost no human shape. His bones melted, almost condensed into one with an upside-down stalactite, and died in a long time.

There may be some ban hidden in the cave... If the person who came in was not a disciple of Shushan, the consequences might be the same as this corpse.

Pei Fan held his breath, and she even thought that each of these upside-down stalactites was sealed with a corpse.

Obviously it is impossible. The inverted hanging stone pillars here look like sword weapons, but there are hundreds of them. This is the back mountain of Shushan, not the so-called ancient battlefield... Ning Yi followed his third senior brother Wen Tao to practice. He whispered the Feng Shui Sutra of the tomb. There are ten no burials in the mountains, and ten no oriented to the tombs.

Don’t bury the Tongshan Mountains, broken mountains, stone mountains, cross the mountains, single mountains, broken mountains, and steep mountains, bald mountains.

No matter how far you go straight to the flowing water, you will go straight to the mountains, deserted islands, and strange rocks...

This cave has violated a great taboo in tombs. If there are many corpses, it should produce a strong yin and evil aura. The cave is narrow and narrow. After the evil aura condenses, strange phenomena will suddenly appear. Hundreds of corpses may appear, and there are terrifying scenes like "the corridor of the Yin soldiers" and "the resurrection of the corpse ghosts".

Ning Yi did not notice the evil spirit.

He tried his best to relax himself, and at the same time, he held Xixue's fingers unconsciously, and was wary of the stalactite hanging beside him to the height of the head in front of him. Suddenly, he exploded, and he really came out of the tomb to travel.

Stalactites can wrap evil spirits. Wen Tao vaguely mentioned that if it is a large tomb that is really used to suppress some things, every item in it cannot be easily moved. Tomb masters and top Feng Shui masters in ancient times are all experts who are proficient in practice. The objects placed in the tombs may cause unexpected results if they move their seats easily.

At the least, the tomb collapses and all the property is lost. At the worst, some ominous things will awaken, and you will be plagued by the tomb owner's curse. Life is worse than death.

The third senior brother Wen Tao once taught a lesson. He and a colleague of Buddhism agreed to take action together to steal the tomb of a great man from the Holy Mountain in the East. He couldn't help but move an extra piece of the tomb, which caused a change. The Holy Mountain found the tomb turbulence at the bottom of the tomb. The powerful man in the Star Lord realm was furious. Fortunately, the third senior brother slipped away quickly. As a result, the fellow Buddhist did not escape from the bottom of the tomb. He was caught by the Holy Mountain powerhouse. He asked about his way out, and directly sacked his cultivation, chopped off his hands and feet, and did not know life and death... Because of this incident, the Holy Mountain in the East almost fought with the Lingshan Mountain outside the Great Wall of the East.

Ning Yi sighed at the experience of his third senior brother, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the Buddhist master who had been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

When Wen Tao was preaching, he mentioned the Buddhist master several times, and his words were full of remembrance and emotion.

When the third senior brother had a meager cultivation, he relied on the tomb robbery and made small fuss. The major holy mountains hated him to the core, but could not do anything.

At that time, Wen Tao met a monk named "Wu Daozi". The monk's name sounded like a man from the Dao Sect, but he shaved all three thousand worries and claimed to be a disciple of Lingshan Mountain in the East. He was proficient in tomb robbery Feng Shui. The two colluded and stole several holy mountains along the way, and had never made any mistakes.

After that mistake, the third senior brother Wen Tao never jumped around at the tomb of the Holy Mountain again.

The disciple of Lingshan named Wu Daozi was said to have died miserably... After Wen Tao heard the news, he felt sad. Although the Qianshou Senior Sister was the best in the realm of the Star Lord, the major holy mountains wanted to give her a face, but just talking about the matter, if she was caught by other holy mountains on the spot, she would probably not have the chance to report her own family, and her three legs would be cut off and then she would be cut off in public.

Ning Yi was worried all the way and finally walked through the stalactite land.

The cave was still pitch black, but its vision suddenly increased, and the coldness surrounding Ning Yi gradually faded away.

The road is not easy to walk on, and the cave has no clear direction, and it is more like a world.

Ning Yi walked with a hand gesture, and the girl's back was smoother than his, and she muttered words, such as Yin deficiency and Yang, Feng Xun Lei Zhen, Kan Li Water and Fire Formation... Ning Yi simply gave up the idea of ​​opening the way with his half-baked level and put it in Zhongzhou Academy. Pei Fan was probably the kind of pride of heaven who was among the best. With his memory skills, he copied one word by one. At most, the teacher of the academy would comfort himself and say "The stupid bird flies first", and he really had to wait until the day he took off... I don't know if he had to wait until the year of the monkey and horse month.

Ning Yi shook the snow in his hand. After the sword bones woke up... the situation was a little different.

The obscure words and words in my mind were as follows Xu Zang in the courtyard of Anle City and copied the long and short sutras dozens of times, but they still couldn't understand them thoroughly. Suddenly, it seemed like they had a clue.

It's like the bone hidden in your body, and you understand how to write the word "sword".

People are not born ignorant. Some people walk ignorant for more than ten years, but grow up overnight, and know what they want to hold.

Ning Yi didn't think he was an ordinary person. He was able to pick up the snow, endure those hardships, and endure those sword injuries, not because he was willing to endure them.

He is a person who believes in power. He will not cry if he is bitten by a wild beast. Because crying cannot solve the problem. He will not laugh even if he picks up Xixue, because he knows that the road is still long... It will not be calm for a while. No one will be afraid of a gentleman who is as gentle as jade. What people in the world are afraid of is the demon who will be punished for flaws. As for smile or seriousness, it is just a mask. The true inner self depends on the soul hidden in the shell.

So Ning Yi's spirit has been very tight.

If an accident occurs on this road, if an "illegal thing" hidden in the stalactite pops up, he can ensure that he will finish it with a clean and neat sword.

The Qianzhang Mountain in the back mountain is more evil than the Xiling Bodhisattva Temple. The imperial edict of the ancestor Lu Sheng may be for screening or protection.

The temple is big and the Bodhisattva is big, the sky is big and the earth is big, and caution is the greatest.

When the girl held him and really reached the end, Ning Yi's nerve was finally let go. He held Xixue's hand and a layer of cold sweat oozed out of his palm. He let out a long breath and looked at the girl beside him. His face was as pale as snow, and his lips were so rosy that people couldn't help but bite it.

Ning Yi shook his head and shook off his strange thoughts.

At the end of the cave, human-made traces can be clearly seen, and someone has come here alive... This is enough to explain some things.

The girl is looking for the right way.

On both sides of the stone wall, there were rusty hands hanging, and Ning Yi felt familiar... It seemed that he had seen it somewhere. His hands were cast from unknown materials, like bronze, with an ancient atmosphere, with the palm facing upwards and five fingers gathered. The girl stood on tiptoe and placed the starry fire in the "Sword Hidden" in the palm.

So the two hands on the stone wall looked like ancient powerful men who picked up fire, looking mysterious and majestic.

The proximal end of the stone wall is illuminated by "Sword Gang".

Ning Yi saw a futon and didn't know how long it had been stored here. The futon had been broken. He squatted down and whispered: "There is exactly the same futon in Xiaoshuangshan... Mr. Zhao Rui has been here, but this futon has been damaged."

He said in dismay: "Mr. Zhao Rui once meditated here and practiced. Have you understood the secrets between life and death...it was before this stone wall?"

Pei Fan did not speak out, but stood in front of the stone wall.

Ning Yi realized something was wrong with the girl. He turned his head and watched the painting engraved on the stone wall with the girl. With a few strokes, there was a figure of Lingxiao holding up some heavy and unmeasurable thing, sweeping everything and smashing it down heavily.

Sword smashing!

Ning Yi looked at the picture and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. His face was pale and he swept it roughly, but he felt very difficult to see, tired and tired. Looking at the girl's side face, the pale and beautiful cheeks were once again rosy. The "sword hidden" became like a scarlet star under the master's thoughts.

Ning Yi knew that the great practitioners could contain ideas, sword intent, sword intent, gun intent, stick intent... many wills could be blessed. Every holy mountain and the precious treasures left by their predecessors were passed down in this way, and those who had the opportunity to witness were rare geniuses.

Some people can realize the ideas of their predecessors and avoid many detours.

But the power of this spiritual power will continue to decrease with continuous understanding.

Not everyone will have some insights. This has nothing to do with qualifications. This is a kind of fate destined by God.

Fate is wonderful.

Mr. Zhao Rui meditated here, realized life and death, and took away some Taoist sects.

Xu Zang saw the "sword smashing".

The girl watched this mural.

The first thing you can see... is this mural. Ning Yi, who had no sense of touch with the mural, looked around in a daze. His eyes glanced at the stone wall inch by inch, and found nothing.

Then he slowly lowered his head and noticed that at the bottom of the mountain wall, a weed seemed to have grown.

Ning Yi's eyes became subtle.

A land where grass does not grow without roots... the weed grows between the mountain walls... It means that another space is connected behind this mountain wall.

Ning Yi squatted down and stretched out his hand.

Go and pull that weed.

Unexpectedly... the withered weed was pulled out by Ning Yi.

The boy's breathing stopped slightly. He looked at the curved and yellow weed. Without time to react, the stone wall in front of him began to rumbling.
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