This is a cave, with a strong cold wind above the head, and the unbearable heat below, and even the rock and soil on the ground here faintly glow with a dark red color.
Extremely cold and extremely hot, there is a mysterious combination of changes here, and the densely packed caves, because of the strange temperature, generate strange winds that fluctuate from cold to heat out of thin air.
This is the end of a corridor, a huge underground cave with a radius of 100 meters.
On the left is a bubbling pool of blood, while on the right is flowing magma. Only from the limestone in the middle can we cross to the opposite side, where there is a closed stone gate.
The hideous ghost-faced statue on the stone gate slowly exhales white mist, which is strange and heavy, covering a large area in front of the stone gate.
Deng Tiangang and Xiang Difei knelt on the limestone that could not be reached by the white mist. Even though the rock was scorched hot by the pool of blood and magma, they did not dare to cross the thunder pond and step into the range of the white mist.
It was the Demon Sect's [Soul-Desperate Bone Smoke], if you step into it, you will be infected with poison, and if you are wrapped in the mist for a little bit, the flesh and blood will melt away, leaving only a white skeleton.
The two were sweating profusely as they knelt on the dark red rock.
Not because of the heat, but because of fear.
Opposite the two, in the place of thick poisonous smoke, an old woman with disheveled hair and ghostly hair squatted on a stone table, holding a bloody spine that I did not know where to find in her hand, and using her incomplete teeth He gnawed desperately, making a crackling sound.
The old woman was disheveled, ragged, with a huge nose protruding from her almost completely eroded face. A pair of eyes shining with strange yellow light were half-covered by the eyelids, as if she was already blind. Her face was covered with deep wrinkles. The two inner pupils seemed to be only looking at the ground, but the two of them felt that her cold eyes were silently examining them.
That feeling is chilling.
Especially when the other party kept biting the bone in his hand, he pointed sharply at the same time, and there was still the sound of sucking bone marrow in his mouth, even the master of the magic sect was frightened by the other party.
It seemed that it was rare to find meat on the bone. The hag became anxious like a wayward child, groaning and hammering on the stone table non-stop, but the bone miraculously did not change at all. Instead, it was made of white marble. The stone table was smashed and stone chips flew everywhere.
Seeing that her method was ineffective, the hag turned into anger, and stretched out her withered palm like an eagle's claw. Both fingers had long, pointed nails that were more than a foot long, and were bluish-black in color. A bone that could break even a stone table was planed into two neat halves. The broken part was as smooth as a mirror, and it could be seen that the opponent's nails were sharper than the scalpel.
The two of them sweated even more.
The hag dug open the spine, saw the bone marrow inside, and let out an ugly laugh like a night owl.
Zizizi, sucking non-stop.
Not only were the two sweating, their bodies also began to tremble.
"Huh? Are you two cold?" The hag, who sucked bone marrow alone, found the two trembling, and asked innocently. It's just that the voice and appearance of the person who asked the question was like a ghost, and the two of them would not have naive thoughts, but only fear.
"Qi... Qi to grandma, I, we are not cold..."
"Are you hungry?"
"No, no no, not hungry..."
call out-
After a cloudy wind passed, the ghost woman's corrupted face was stuck in front of Deng Tiangang's eyes, she looked at his face as if admiring a work of art, after a while, when Deng Tiangang was almost dying, the ghost woman suddenly let out a chirp Laughter, pointing to his face, said with a smile: "I know you, I know you... My grandson went out with you for a long time..."
Then the old hag bent her body and hugged herself with her arms, as if she was holding a young grandson, and said with her voice that could almost scare people with a serious smile: "Grandson is good, grandson is good, know how to give to grandma!" Wearing a necklace, grandma likes the necklace worn by the human head the most... Jie Jie Jie... "
Deng Tiangang and Xiang Difei looked at each other, both of them felt regretful, they never expected that they would come here to ask Tantai Patriarch to come out to avenge their brothers, and they didn't expect that the Patriarch actually practiced in seclusion. The deep "cloud of corpses and sea of fire" magic skill, this retreat, I don't know how many days it will take to come out. Only the delirious old hag was outside the door. The two of them could not communicate with normal people, but they couldn't communicate with this abnormal human being.
what to do? Said that the twelfth brother was killed
Facing this hag, who knows what will happen...
"Eh? Why isn't my grandson here?"
"Grandma, the twelfth brother asked me to bring you the old necklace, and said that the necklace for you will be put on soon, and I will be back in a few days. I specially asked us to come and tell you, so that you don't worry about it... "
"Oh—Jie Jie Jie, my grandson is so good, my grandson is so good..."
The hag's crooked body straightened almost miraculously, her thick white hair fluttered without wind, every wrinkle on her face seemed to radiate pink light, the pupils under the half-covered eyelids shot arrow-like sharp light, The shape is extremely weird.
Hudi rushed to Deng Tiangang's side again, and stroked Deng Tiangang's head with that ghostly hand like a withered eagle's claw, provoking bursts of cold sweat on his head, and the old hag slid over to him with a foul smell Chong nose, smiling with a mouth full of incomplete yellow teeth: "I can't wait anymore, I'll go find my grandson with you, I want to give him a surprise! Jie Jie Jie..."
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Qingyun Temple, an unnamed small courtyard.
The breeze is long, the sky is sunny, the sun is warm and the willows are dark.
The melodious and melodious sound of the piano echoed over the small courtyard...
Beside the big locust tree in the courtyard, and on both sides of the wall, there is a small garden that has just been reclaimed. The fence is low, and there are two rose bushes planted. The green calyx is slender, and the fragrant flowers are quiet. After a shower, many petals were still knocked down, the fragrance was blowing brightly, the flowers were red all over the place, and the fragrance was left everywhere...
Ye Qingxuan sat in the courtyard, filed records, burned incense, tuned the piano, so happy...
This scene is just like the praise of an ancient poem:
You go to the green grass, and Xifeng plays the jade piano.
Don't you think it's rewarding in the hills, and you can get rid of troubles at the same time.
Returning from the mountain pass, I heard voiceless sounds when I came out of the ridge.
Understand the clouds and clouds, and see the heart of heaven and earth.
The black crane descends into the clear sky, dancing gracefully in the pine forest.
Change the string and buckle the business voice, and listen to the flying dragon chant again.
Feeling a little delusional, gradually knowing the depth of fairy things.
He will refine the gold tripod and throw it under my control forever.
On the stone table at the side, Jiang Shuihan tasted the unique green tea here. This tea tree was the top-quality tea found by Master Lingxu from the deep mountains and old forests. It has been transplanted in the temple for fifty years. The scene has almost witnessed the changes in the world of Qingyun Temple.
Jiang Shuihan drank tea, while Qingyan drank wine, the two of them had a glass to each other, enjoying themselves leisurely...
Under the big locust tree, He Qingzhu held books in his hands, like drinking sweets, stroking his hands to praise him from time to time, and laughing heartily from time to time...
The sound of the piano is the sound of the heart. If the mind is calm, the piano will sound clear; if the mind is disturbed, the piano will sound disturbed...
The rhythm of the qin is quiet and elegant. To achieve such an artistic conception, the player must integrate the external environment with a peaceful and comfortable inner state of mind, so as to achieve the unity of mind and matter and the unity of human and qin that are pursued in the qin music.
This realm is ideally connected with the supreme martial arts realm.
Ye Qingxuan was playing the piano and also practicing martial arts.
Jiang Shuihan was tasting tea and listening to the piano, Taoist Qingyan was drinking, Qingzhu was studying, and he was also practicing martial arts...
Ye Qingxuan's state of mind is peaceful, and he is integrated with nature. The sound of the piano is curling, like the most beautiful sound of heaven in nature.
On the big locust tree, all the sparrows sang together, as if they were singing in harmony with Ye Qingxuan's piano.
Ding dong—
After a melodious sound of the qin, Ye Qingxuan played the qin to silence.
As soon as everyone's spiritual consciousness was cleared, and the true energy in their bodies was stimulated, several meridians that were usually blocked were opened up, and their own skills improved for no reason.
Everyone kept adjusting their breathing, Ye Qingxuan wiped his hands with a white scarf, and gently stroked the "Fengming Qin".
"It's such a good piano—"
"Fengming Qin" is made of sycamore wood of ten thousand years. The wood is dark green, as hard as jade, and it has a clank sound when knocked.
The length of the qin is three feet six inches and six points, which is three hundred and sixty-six days; the front width is eight inches, which is eight knots; the rear width is four inches, which is four o'clock; the thickness is two inches, which is two instruments.
There are golden boy's head, jade girl's waist, fairy's back, Longchi, Fengmao, Yuzhen, and Jinhui. The emblem has twelve, according to December; there is another emblem, according to leap month. At the beginning, there are five strings on the top, and the five elements are pressed on the outside: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth; the five tones are pressed on the inside: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu.
Since Fuxi made the zither according to the number of the universe, the life embodied in the zither in other dimensions can naturally communicate with a higher level than ordinary people. The ancients believed that the music played by the qin was the music of the fairyland in the sky, so they also called the qin "Yaoqin".
The Yaoqin originally had five strings. Later, because King Wen of Zhou was imprisoned in Xianli, he was tested in Boyi, and a string was added. It is quiet and mournful, so it is called Wenxian. After the king of Wu defeated Zhou, he sang before and danced afterward, adding a string, which was vigorously promoted, which is called Wuxian. First there are five strings of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, and then two strings are added, which is called Wenwu Lyre.
Ever since he brought back this precious piano, Ye Qingxuan came to caress it every day when he had free time, and his mood was naturally peaceful. The sound of the piano was actually very helpful for internal strength. Junior brother here, listening to a song, stealing half a day's leisure, and being able to improve one's true energy, why not do it.
And three days ago, the second younger brother Jiang Shuihan hurriedly found Qingyun Temple after explaining the affairs of the alliance, and he did not plan to leave after staying. All the martial arts affairs in Yunxia County were entrusted to Zhong Sunliang and Wu Hao.
Zhong Sunliang is very experienced, Wu Hao is full of energy, both of them have been Jiang Shuihan's confidants since he was a child, and Jiang Shuihan is very relieved to entrust them with the martial arts affairs.
"Second brother came back this time, how many children from the Dajiang League did he bring?"
Jiang Shuihan took a deep breath, filled with the scent of tea, and said hesitantly: "No more, no less, exactly five hundred..."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing: "Five hundred? That's pretty good. After two years, even the mediocre ones will reach the level of 'Strong Origin Realm'..."
Jiang Shuihan smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid the elder brother made a mistake..."
"Did I make a mistake?" Ye Qing Xuanqi asked.
Jiang Shuihan smiled, and said confidently: "The average age of the disciples I brought this time is eighteen or nine years old. Fundamentally, this time with the help of my elder brother's martial arts master, I am afraid that after two years of entry, they will be able to reach the cultivation base of the 'Qi Containing Realm'..."
With such information, even Qing Yan and others were taken aback. Jiang Tao was far-sighted and had already made such a move, but this time with the help of Qingyun Guan, the icing on the cake made his plan even more perfect. It's just that, wouldn't the disciples of the Dajiang League have a higher realm than the disciples of Qingyun Temple
It seems that it's time to strengthen the studies of the disciples again—