In the sixth formation, the shade of the trees fragmented the dim sunlight, and spots fell on the chessboard.
The formation was filled with mist, like a dream. Ouyang Ming frowned. After dozens of moves in the third game, he was at a disadvantage. Tianyuan didn't dare to fight, Dalong didn't dare to make a move, and he had to think about each move for a long time.
He knew in his heart that he couldn't compete with Xu Junqing on this chessboard.
Suddenly, the words of the woman in red suddenly came to mind in his mind. This formation does not care about the formation, but only about asking the heart.
"Just talking about asking the mind... Why should we play chess if we are asking the mind?" This voice roared in his mind and gradually became the only voice.
The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the chessboard turned into a black and white wooden fish pattern, constantly rotating. A point of light suddenly appeared in his spiritual world.
Without any hesitation, the black stone in the right hand fell majestically, and the entire chessboard was brought to life.
Xu Junqing smiled, and the whole space suddenly became brighter, and he said: "As a man, you should use the sky as a chessboard and the stars as your pieces. Only in this way can you play well. You are extremely talented, but you don't want to fight too much. This is commendable. , but the great catastrophe is approaching, the world is like a melting pot, and no one will struggle in it. The way of formation is naturally excellent as a supplement, but it cannot be promoted as the main way. "
Before the voice fell, all the light spots on the chessboard came to life, emitting brilliant and dazzling light. The sixth formation was broken, the formation was broken, and the figure of the woman in red slowly dissipated.
Ouyang Ming was stunned, and a hurricane blew up in his spiritual world. After a while, he cupped his fists and bowed. This time, it could only be considered a draw. The woman in red did not win, but he lost, to himself and to Dao Xin.
Dahuang and Multi-Armed King Kong came over at the same time. Dahuang's hair was soft and he grinned and said, "All six formations were broken?"
The multi-armed King Kong also pricked up his ears, fearing that he might miss some details.
Ouyang Ming took a breath and said, "It's broken, but the sixth formation..." He didn't finish his sentence, but sighed heavily.
After walking through the formation, Ouyang Ming looked around. The underground palace looked empty.
The candlelight was burning, the light was dim, but it had a unique charm. Nine stone steps appeared at the end of the underground palace.
Under the stone steps, there is a wooden frame standing alone, with many cardinal boxes placed on the wooden frame.
Ouyang Ming walked up and down with the two beasts, walked under the wooden frame, raised the corners of his mouth with a smile, and picked up an old wooden box.
The wood is nanmu, with a medium texture, neither good nor bad. The box is covered with dust, and a sense of vicissitudes of life ripples out. Pinhole-like holes have been bitten by insects, and it seems that with a slight touch, it will turn into sawdust and shatter. Compared with the rest of the cardinal boxes on the shelf, which were made of unknown materials but showed no scratches even after being burned with a knife, they were simply shabby.
Ouyang Ming looked it up and down and laughed: "If you look closely, it has a different taste."
He took out an ancient scroll from the dilapidated wooden box, opened the first page, and just looked at the numbers. He was immediately shocked and couldn't help but recited silently: "Disasters in the spiritual world have a long history, and they should be traced back to the Middle Ages. But the most serious one was the great catastrophe ten thousand years ago. Millions of living beings were wiped out, and the rolling mountains were almost leveled. Regret. After reaching the enlightenment of the great road, I left this underground palace for those who are destined to understand the formation, ask questions, and make a signature. "
This font is arrogant and completed in one go, as if it were carved into rice paper with a seal knife, and it captures the mind.
But most of the subsequent records were trivial things. Ouyang did not skip them and read them word for word. After thinking about it, I was filled with doubts. What exactly is a ten-thousand-year disaster? It was not mentioned at all in the article.
His mind was like a ball of paste, getting more and more chaotic, and finally he sighed quietly: "That's it, all this will eventually come to light."
Slowly walking to the bottom of the steps, a pool of starlight like a clear spring shines down from the steps, reflecting on the wooden frame, looking extremely mysterious.
As soon as he took a step, his body was like a wisp of breeze. He stepped onto the first stone steps, and a bright starry sky was immediately reflected in his eyes. The starlight exudes charming brilliance, like fireflies on a summer night, connected to each other into countless perfect arcs, far and wide, intertwined with each other, if it can transform into three thousand mortals, the wonders of the heavens will make people fascinated, even His mind was completely silent.
And a strip of bluestone that seems to reach the sky is embedded in the starry sky one after another, without any support, winding away as if there is no end.
Ouyang Ming's eyes showed doubts and he murmured: "It's just nine stone steps, why do they seem to have no end..." He had a deeper understanding of Xu Junqing's methods.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Ouyang Ming's mind.
"What is a gun?" The voice turned into musical notes and exploded.
Ouyang Ming didn't think about it and whispered: "Anything you pick from flowers and leaves can be used as a gun. The petals and leaves in your hands can be used as guns." As soon as his voice fell, he stepped onto the first bluestone steps. Stars were shining around him, as if he could grab them easily. The starlight drew perfect arcs and surrounded him.
"What is a gun?" The voice echoed again without any change.
Ouyang Ming pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "If you have a gun in your heart, you have a gun in your hand. You can use it when looking at the snowy mountains and rivers." He took another step forward, getting closer to the sky, once, twice, the same thing every time. One question, what is a gun? Ouyang Ming also kept asking himself, what exactly is a gun? The six-foot-long piece of iron in your hand
I don't know how long it took, but he stepped on the bluestone and stood in the air. His hands could reach for stars and his feet were like the moon.
But the doubts in his eyes became more and more serious, and streaks of blood appeared in the depths of his pupils. His body was sweating profusely, and he felt as if he had been soaked in salt water. He murmured to himself: "What is the real way of shooting?" ?" Looking at the starry sky below me, I felt confused, what is true and what is false
Suddenly, a stab of pain came, and he suddenly woke up like a madman.
"The way of marksmanship is inherently illusory. The stronger the desire for gain and loss, the more you want to get closer, but it will gradually drift away, like a straight line spreading to both ends, never intersecting."
He exhaled a breath of filthy air, slowly closed his eyes, and watched the mourning platform with his heart. A free and easy mood suddenly came to him. The grass stretched as far as the eye could see, and the waves rippled like a tidal wave. The gun shadow moves in his mind emerged bit by bit. They are all top-notch marksmanship. If they were thrown into the big dye vat of the spiritual world, there would be a bloody storm.
But he didn't even look at it, trapped in his own world.
In a dilapidated courtyard, he held a wooden spear in his hand. He only practiced cutting, stabbing, and robbing without using spiritual energy or energy. The wooden spear thrust out in an ordinary way, with no waves, let alone ups and downs.
In the summer, under the scorching sun, I would wipe my sweat when I was tired and take a sip of sweet well water. In the winter, I would face the heavy snow and follow the whistling north wind, slashing and stabbing without showing any signs of being a master.
Day after day, year after year, no matter whether it was cold or hot, they hacked, stabbed and plundered five thousand times each.
The true meaning of Tao in his body is getting weaker and weaker. As if there is no time in this hut, he seems to have forgotten time. His energy and blood have converged, just like an ordinary person, he gets older and sicker, and his energy seems to be gone.
Suddenly, just as he was dying, he suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly: "That's enough..."
Little by little, this hut was hidden in his soul. He straightened his body, looked at the sky, and said in a low voice: "The gun is unyielding. Even if it is ordinary, the soul of life and death will never be extinguished. With the gun in my hand, I can conquer the world." unyielding."
As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart, and the endless blue stone steps condensed into one. He stepped up and sighed: "Marksmanship is not that complicated. What is complicated is the human heart. Neither are these blue stone steps." There are so many, but there is only one way. It only takes one step. If you understand, it will be one step. If you don’t understand, it will be eternity.”
He looked at the palm of his hand, and a spear shadow burst out. It was unremarkable. Ouyang Ming shook his head: "It's only today that I fully understood the true meaning of marksmanship. This is the true state of mastery of marksmanship." Then he raised his palm. , used his palm as a spear, and swiped forward, countless spear shadows burst out, like a real dragon entering the sea, and directly cut the starry sky curtain in half.
The starry sky shattered, and a brocade box appeared at the end of the stone steps, as if it had stood for eternity.
Dahuang and Multi-Armed King Kong also walked up to Ouyang Ming at the same time, and asked in a low voice: "What is in this box?" After saying that, they wanted to raise their hands to grab it.
"Be careful!" Ouyang Ming shouted softly, and used a technique to release the ban. His wrist flew, and suddenly, a wisp of black energy floated away.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Xu Junqing was at least able to break through that step. Who knows how clever her methods are. I am afraid that the venerable will be seriously injured if this miasma invades his body, right
The brocade box was opened, and a six-inch long black rhizome lay in it, covered with circles of patterns, which were deep and unpredictable.
Dahuang muttered: "It's so ordinary, it's nothing special..."
On the contrary, the multi-armed King Kong looked solemn, and there was a faint feeling of depression in his heart.
The identification light in Ouyang Ming's hand lit up, and a piece of information immediately appeared in his spiritual world.
His face changed slightly, and he said sharply: "The root of the dragon's beard, the beard of the evil dragon, is tempered with the essence of heaven and earth. It is the top weapon refining material. Dragon nature is proud, and dragon's beard is difficult to melt into ordinary fire." As soon as the voice fell, His face showed a look of ecstasy. Ever since the blood-coagulation spear exploded and collapsed, he didn't even have a handy weapon. Unexpectedly, he got the root of the dragon's beard in this underground palace. How could he not be happy
The multi-armed Vajra slightly cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, master, for refining a spear with this object. Master can get it from all the world!"
Ouyang Ming smiled and scolded: "You are not very clever, you flatterer."
The multi-armed King Kong smiled and touched his head, looking a little honest, while Dahuang looked like he was obsessed with money, and his saliva was almost dripping.
Ouyang Ming carefully put the Dragon Beard Root into the space bag, looked around the underground palace, and sighed: "There is endless creation in the Forest of Death, it's true."
The benefits he got in the underground palace this time can be described as extremely rich. First, Rhubarb awakened the dragon bloodline, and then he understood the true and illusory way. The six formations made his foundation extremely strong. It's thick, and it has the roots of dragon whiskers... Just one kind of it is extremely enviable.