Pendulum Master

Chapter 87: Rift Valley Abyss

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Gravity dragged the Qing Ming Sword from the cliff, drawing a circle of light in the air, like a sleeve of water flying, the whole string suddenly loosened, popped out several tens of meters high, and slipped away from my hand. In an instant, I lost gravity and floated in the air. At that moment, the whole world was surprisingly quiet, and I was about to fall off the cliff...

At the moment of the fall, I felt that I was looking around the vastness, the cold air invaded my body, and the bottom of the valley was smoke-filled. The wind around me was blowing the lone wild flowers on the cliff. I thought to myself: "Everything is over like this. What is left of me in this world? All confrontations with fate are just a fateful arrangement. Goodbye, the world... Goodbye, friends..."

As my body fell, I became smaller and smaller, with clouds and mist lingering around me.

I am totally desperate...

At this time, Zhengyang and Li Dakou on the cliff screamed to exhaustion, and Dong Tong's tears dripped down, and even his face twitched without breaking his bones. The bald head Qiang was even more frightened. He cried, "You hapless bastard, why, why do bad luck befall you every time?"

Time passed by one minute and one second, and the rate of decline was very fast. Such a height actually only takes tens of seconds, but I feel that a century has passed. "You are still here!" My eyes went dark, and I felt as if there was a soft hand covering me, slowly falling onto a pine tree on the cliff, and then I passed out into a coma.

When I woke up again, I was already at the bottom of the cliff. Zhengyang and the others...

"Your boy has a big life, he won't die like this... You know, my brother is almost scared to death..." Li Da said as he sobbed, I don't know if it is because of joy or sadness! I was sore all over, without a trace of strength, the corners of my mouth lightly raised, and big beads of sweat rolled off my forehead.

"We're at the nine-story corpse tower, it's in front..." Zhengyang frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently. The nine-story corpse tower is here so soon? Don't dream anymore, that also means that the future challenges will be more difficult, and I don't know what monsters and ghosts will appear.

"I was in a coma just now, what happened to you?"

Just after I was in a coma, some episodes did happen. Based on their narration, I roughly sorted it out. The process is like this:

Because the cliff was too high, their attempts to climb and rescue all failed! Under the cliff, covered by clouds, they couldn't see where I fell. You can only enter the cave and look for the way down the cliff. The cave is densely twisted, and the road is intertwined. Just as they were frowning, there was a white shadow floating in front of them. We chased after them, and we came to the bottom of the valley all the way. At the bottom of the valley, they saw me lying on a tree in the air and tried to save me. As for what that white shadow is, no one knows yet!

"Is it her?" I thought to myself, but I wasn't sure, and didn't tell everyone this idea. They naturally inconvenient to ask more, rest on the spot, and wait for my injury to recover... For some reason, my injury seems to have recovered extremely quickly, about two or three hours before I can move. Everyone ate a little bit of dry food and hurried on the road!

"These nine-story corpse towers are actually arranged in the "Devil Land"! It's too weird..."

There are so-called nine fierce places in Feng Shui, and the ninth one is the heaven and the devil land. In the Book of Changes, "Yang Chi started in Hai, born in Zi, and shaped in ugliness, so the stem is located in the northwest!" So this kind of terrain The soil is fragile and thin, mostly barren. The air of the sun is generated at the Hai time, and when the earth is in ugly time, it gathers at the top at noon, and the yang energy dissipates in the northwest.

The funeral book said: "The earth has four powers, and the air flows from all directions. Therefore, the sand on the left is the green dragon, the right is the white tiger, the front is the red bird, and the back is the basalt. If the situation is reversed, the law should be broken. Therefore, the tiger crouching is called the title corpse, the dragon stasis is called the jealous lord, the basalt does not hang down, the corpse is rejected, the suzaku does not go away..."

This kind of terrain is extremely capable of accumulating evil spirits, which converge from east, west, north and south. Unsurprisingly, there must be several culverts pouring in where the nine-story corpse tower is located. That is the vein of earth and water used to connect the evil spirits of the Jiujue Fierce Tomb. .

The terrain we are now in is slightly higher than the nine-story corpse tower. We are standing on the ramp and looking down on the black city. The so-called "five steps one floor, ten steps one pavilion; Hold the terrain and fight with each other. "It's not an exaggeration! Sure enough, the towering corpse tower was surrounded by a few culverts, converging in the river in front of the tower, surging out, and the river was full of white mist.

This kind of evil spirit of Heaven and Devil Land itself reaches the level of heaven-defying, and the constant instilling evil spirit of Jiujue Fierce Tomb is even more shocking. The guy inside really doesn't know what it will be like.

Bald Qiang seemed to understand these things. He touched his head and asked: "Here, the three waters converge, forming a three-flower initiation. The water can turn into wind and the wind stays in the air. How can it be a god?" For the first time. Seeing that Baldou Qiang published professional terminology, I was still not used to it, so he smiled and asked "What are you talking about nonsense?"

"When you walk into the corpse tower, you will know his horror!" Zhengyang retorted unceremoniously, and it seemed that it was really horrible inside.

Before we knew it, we approached the corpse tower. The flashlight's aperture can already illuminate some black remnants and broken walls, and a river in front of them blocks the way. As soon as the light shines, the river is not very deep. When we were about to wade through the water, only when we stepped into the water, a thin layer of ice formed. The water was painful and very cold.

This kind of water is the water of old yin. When encountering the yang qi of the human body, yin and yang fight each other. The body emits a lot of heat for self-protection. The encounter of heat and old yin is like a thick cloud with ice water. The heat on the rush is either hail or snow! Therefore, with thin ice, the body is not too abnormal, indicating that the physique is strong enough to fight against Lao Yin. If it is not frozen, the old cathode in the body is heavy. I watched the crowd carefully, but Dong Tong and Buhuan's legs didn't even have a trace of ice crystals. No bones are ghosts, nothing unusual. Dong Tong is a woman, but the loss of Yang Qi will not be so severe, and my heart is full of anxiety...

Crossing the river, I looked up at the nine-story corpse pagoda. The nine-story corpse pagoda has nine floors in appearance, but in fact it has only one floor inside. Floor. The first thing that came into view before us was a spiritual palace. The spiritual palace was used for sacrificial worship, but it was extremely dilapidated.

The whole corpse tower is extremely large and macroscopic in scale, but the black sarcophagus used here is gloomy and cold, which is extremely strange and mysterious. When we stepped into the spiritual palace, we found that there was nothing stained inside... there was no dust. The transnational spiritual palace is a small courtyard. The yard was in vain, there was nothing. A few steps forward, he came to the front of the nine-story corpse tower.

It was a towering door with forty-nine nails on the left and right. Door nails were originally only nails used to fix doors, and gradually evolved into decorations, so there is a particular emphasis. The door nails of the Forbidden City are nine horizontally and vertically. And seven does not represent good intentions, but a vicious curse. Any word that sums up with seven is either expensive or indescribable, or extremely cruel. The expensive ones are like the Seven Governments, fierce as the Qijue, and the seven evils of the Brahman. The horizontal seven and vertical seven are even more fierce. A strange symbol is engraved every time the tungsten nails are reached, which is an ancient text that has been lost for a long time.

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