The four stone walls are covered with moss, and water droplets flow down the stone crevices from time to time.
In the wet floor of the cave, insects that like dampness, burrowed out of the soil and came into the stone road, crawling along the water stains stupidly.
They passed through the red talismans as if nothing had happened, and walked freely in the formation.
The faint red light illuminated the cave gloomy and eerie.
Such a deep stone road, just standing at the entrance of the cave, makes people fear and sweat.
The two demon cultivators guarding the door, their bodies tense, seemed to be paying attention to their surroundings, but they couldn't help but look at the cave walls and the ground covered with red talismans over and over again, trying to see from the red traces that slowly extended and changed. A little benefit, if you can comprehend the mysterious method, you will be lucky!
It's just that they studied hard and figured it out over and over again, but they still found nothing when they saw that they were in a trance.
There was a light cough in the ear, and the two demon cultivators were awakened by life, and immediately raised their eyes in dissatisfaction, wanting to see who it was, disturbing their understanding of the talisman.
The white centipede hugged his arms and stood in front of them with a bit of ridicule.
Although she is not high in cultivation, she is Chen He's confidant, and for some reason, Venerable Li Yan has green eyes on her.
If the woman next to him is changed, there will always be some rumors and rumors from the evil cultivators, but the reputation of the white centipede among the low-level cultivators is really not small, and the appearance is also ordinary, if someone is full of jealousy. How, instead, it will attract people's sneering and surprised eyes.
Mo Dao, there has been no famous female cultivator for many years.
The white centipede has acquired the inheritance of the ancient demon sect and has an unlimited future. Even if it is a demon cultivator who is a little bit stronger than her, she is not willing to offend her easily.
There are demon cultivators who can't see the Five Poison Sect because of the white centipede, so they have to take the direction of Venerable Li Yan and quietly start targeting. This undercurrent is turbulent, and before it is about to break out, Yuzhou Demon Dao seems to be peaceful, and everyone is not fighting with each other. It's like a heart - anyone who shows this, is dead.
Died on the battlefield of the righteous and the devil.
Because Venerable Li Yan can't tolerate the intentions of others to disobey him - if you have any ideas, you must first prove how capable you are, and you can't even save your own life from the monks of the right way, what else to talk about.
So the demon cultivator became more and more submissive in front of Chen He, even with Bai Centipede's implicitly contemptuous gaze, the two demon cultivators in front of him were also angry, and asked with a normal expression: "It turns out that it's the white girl, do you have anything to ask your respect for? By?"
"Precisely, those remnants of the righteous path are trying to prevent the magic cultivators from occupying the two states in the south of the Yangtze River." The white centipede raised a jade-like thing in Yang's hand, "The formation is densely covered here, and the paper cranes cannot enter, and Venerable Splitting Heaven is in the Waiting for a reply."
The magician guarding the gate sneered: "Miss Bai also said that here are all magic talismans, and the two of us are just guarding here. We want to inform the Venerable, but we don't have the ability."
This is true.
The white centipede frowned, she didn't understand why Chen He had to go to such a place to retreat.
There are many places where spiritual veins gather in the north. With the prestige of Venerable Li Yan today, it is not difficult to choose any place as a cave, but Chen He still lives in Yuzhou City.
Mortal dust is not good for monks.
He said he wanted to retreat, but he ordered people to dig such a secret passage on the edge of the Yellow River, build stone walls, and paint talismans on the dark and damp slate and soil. Outside the secret passage is the rushing river water. In a few days, it will be completely washed away by the constantly infiltrating current.
Especially after the white centipede stepped into this place, he felt a vague danger.
It was as if someone opened their eyes and swept over them contemptuously.
—In this gaze perception, she is no different from the insects on the stone wall.
The white centipede's wrist with many silver ornaments trembled slightly, and the fear suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart, which made her eyes light up. Insects will rush for food without hesitation, and what makes white centipede addicted is stronger power.
She has always believed that only by seeing the "powerful" realm and understanding what kind of existence it is, can she become that kind of person in the future.
"Your Honor."
The white centipede cautiously and respectfully transmitted its voice into the depths of the dark cave.
What she just noticed was right, Chen He used his spiritual sense to scan the three people in front of the cave.
He sat cross-legged in the air, as if something intangible was supporting him. Spiritual energy and true essence continued to pour out of the acupuncture point. After converging and entanglement, they disappeared into the heavenly spirit and the right hand holding the magic formula.
With the talisman, the divine sense turned into countless filaments and slowly circulated.
An empty heart, no sorrow or joy.
In the Zifu Lingtai, a bead exuding white mist was spinning, and countless images rose and fell along with the white mist. Chen He pulled away from his spiritual sense and kept watching from the sidelines. Finally, the mirage bead slowly calmed down and stood still. .
Chen He drew the True Essence in the four bones of the Baimai, and charged all of them to his head. His face turned pale in an instant, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and there was a hint of pain.
The airflow around the body fluctuated violently, which was very terrifying.
However, a few steps away, the insects crawling in the stone cracks did not feel this terrifying power at all, because this power was almost indistinguishable from the aura of heaven and earth.
After a while, there was a bright red light on the ground, and the insects in a radius of several feet suddenly turned into fly ash.
Chen He let out a long breath, stroked his forehead and thought deeply.
—He was taking advantage of Shi Zhonghuo’s absence to investigate the place where the back of his head was smashed.
In the previous life, Venerable Li Yan walked on the sky, and his cultivation base was already high, but this problem of amnesia has not been cured. Obviously, it is not what everyone in Heiyuan Valley said to Shi Feng: Ji Chang, Yuan Ying transforms into a god Mahayana, definitely healed without medicine.
Whether this problem is serious or not, it is light or not.
Chen He naturally wanted to cure it, but the injury made him feel helpless and difficult.
The stone that contains the innate fire spirit, this dark wound, can indeed be healed by the nourishment and healing of the spiritual energy as Chen He grows older, but Chen He has both received the fire in the stone. True Essence and Samadhi True Fire are born together, regardless of each other, but delay this dark wound.
The wound is generally the same as its own breath, so it is regarded as "nothing".
Chen He deliberately ordered people to dig such a cave that was isolated from the breath of fire. He urged Zhen Yuan several times to heal the dark wound. However, Zhen Yuan also had the power of fire in stone. Neither use.
"Humph."
This angry sound shocked the three people at the entrance of the cave. Chen He gave up on curing his amnesia, and he was naturally unhappy. He got up and walked out of the cave. Following his steps, his spiritual sense wiped away the talismans on the ground, which could also make him feel good. I can clearly see the effect of this exercise: Except for the final resentment, the mood is fluctuating, and the tiny insects in a small area are smashed to pieces, everything else is in place, as if nothing has happened.
For one's own strength, being able to release and withdraw, this is the pinnacle.
The formation of spiritual thoughts can kill trespassers without harming the lives of ants. This is before my intention, life and death.
The two demon cultivators guarding at the entrance of the cave were in the late Nascent Soul. They quickly noticed the change in Chen He. Although they couldn't tell what it was, they still bowed together and said, "Congratulations to your venerable cultivation."
"The right path must be defeated, and the position of Venerable Sky Splitting should indeed be replaced by Venerable."
Chen He didn't care.
He had no intention of going to the East China Sea to find Shen Yubai to fight, so what if he was alone in the world here
The white centipede saw a clue, and she began to worry: Chen He should also soar!
Just imagine that the battle between the righteous and the devil is in full swing, the devil will retreat without a fight, and the righteous will win without a fight, all because Venerable Liyan is about to ascend. It sounds like a joke.
Chen He leisurely took the jade slip sent by the white centipede, and casually flipped through it with his spiritual sense. He smiled indifferently: "There are so many sects in the right way, and Venerable Sky Splitting is also troubled?" "Sir, listen this time. It is said that the Chixia Sect of the Western Regions is here..."
Fu Lieyun's sect.
Chen He thought lazily and waved his hand at will: "Back to Yuzhou City, this secret passage has been withdrawn."
This means that they will not come back. The two demon cultivators looked happy, no one was a mouse, and they liked to nest here all day.
The more they went out, the more demon cultivators were on standby. These low-level cultivators mostly used magic to build a secret passage to keep it from being washed away by the water. They had no identity. Many people didn't even dare to look at Chen He.
"Take ten boxes of spirit stones and reward them." Chen He instructed lightly.
His eyes suddenly caught sight of a figure he once knew behind the crowd.
Chen He looked at Yong thoughtfully and said, "Who came up with the idea to build this place?"
The magic cultivators were startled and looked at each other without saying a word.
"My order was sudden and weird. You guys did it properly, as if you are proficient in building secret passages by the water." Chen He took in the expressions of each of them.
Seeing that everyone was still bracing themselves, Chen He said impatiently, "Why did the people of the Feiqiong Island Master come to me?"
The demon cultivators were shocked, thinking that there was something wrong here, how dare they pretend to be brave, and with a slap, they let the female cultivator in blue at the end of the crowd out.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, the female cultivator bowed her head in a calm manner:
"Master Chen, Jing Shu has redeemed herself, and is no longer the maid of Lord Shen."
"Oh?"
Chen He was indeed a little surprised. In his previous life, when he found out that Luo Jingshu had been Shen Yubai's maid, Luo Jingshu was already his capable man, and he never asked why Luo Jingshu left the East China Sea to be loyal to himself during the chaos in the Central Plains.
Troubled times produce heroes, but why don't heroes take advantage of troubled times to show their talents
Luo Jingshu has the ability and ambition. In the future, even a Demon Venerable will do it. How could it be possible to be a maid for a lifetime, but the situation in this world is different. I am afraid that Venerable Li Yan will be the leader of the Demon Dao more than 200 years earlier. In the base period, one should not step into the Central Plains at all.
- Without strength, no matter how big the ambition is, it is just a castle in the air.
"I still remember your kindness for helping you when you were wandering at sea." Chen He stared at Luo Jingshu, "You can say whatever you want."
The magic cultivators immediately cast complex and envious glances at Luo Jingshu.
Luo Jingshu was silent. Her beautiful eyebrows were full of gloom. After a while, she said respectfully, "I want to find someone. Island Lord Shen said that only by following Chen Gongzi... No, following the Venerable can we meet again."
Chen He raised his eyebrows, raised his hand at will, and set up a soundproof formation.
Others could only see him talking to Luo Jingshu, but could not hear any sound.
"Who are you looking for?"
Luo Jingshu replied: "I'm from Luoyang, my father sold my sister and brother because of gambling and poverty. I was a maid in Feiqiong Island, but my younger brother was bought by a monk. Ping An, I thought... In short, he went to the mirage in the South China Sea a few years ago and never came back."
Chen He couldn't help but recall Mirage Beads: Did any monks die when the sea-devouring beasts plundered
No, if it's dead, Luo Jingshu doesn't need to look for it.
You have to follow yourself before you can hope to find it, is it—
"His name is Luo Chengyu..."
Luo Jingshu frowned, "Island Master Shen said that there is no Luo Chengyu in the world, only Yang Xinyue."