—Lin Shu would rather he be dazzled by Immortal Yuehua.
At the very least, the answer can be guessed.
But now there is only the word "quiet", which is very tricky.
The secret book left by the devil is called "Quiet", but there are too many places in which the word "Quiet" is mentioned, such as the Needle of Quiet, the Sword of Quiet, the Spirit of Quiet Power... and there is no such thing as What special instructions.
Lin Shu looked at this stone wall and began to speculate on the intentions of the devil.
The needle of silence knocked on the door three times, proving that it had obtained the inheritance in "Silence".
And what is the purpose of the word "quiet"
Lin Shu thought that this should be a test of the disciple's comprehension. After all, as long as the corresponding materials are available, the Quieting Needle can be refined, and it does not prove that the disciple who has obtained this secret book truly understands the magic of the devil.
Lin Shu seemed to have returned to a previous life, guessing the teacher's intentions against a test paper in the exam room for the final exam.
"I'm not sure," he said.
Xiao Shao said: "Since you have finished studying "Silence", you will definitely be able to match it."
Lin Shu: "Really?"
Xiao Shao said: "You have always been very smart in martial arts."
Lin Shu: "…"
What Xiao Shao meant was that he was mentally retarded in other respects, he knew it.
He was thinking about silence, about the meaning of the word itself.
Quiet literally means to die.
And this technique created by the Demon Lord is precisely to dissipate all the opponent's skills in an instant.
And those who use this method also have no cultivation, and their dantian is as empty as the sea and the sky.
He pursed his lips, and stopped his fingers on the stone wall. After half a stick of incense, he slid his fingers on the stone wall and wrote "Nothing".
The stone wall fluctuated for a while, like ripples, the original "silence" disappeared, and two new words "Tao of Heaven" appeared.
This Lin Shu knows.
This is the core idea of Silence.
He wrote "nonsense".
The stone wall moved again, this time replaced by "fairy devil".
Xiao Shao laughed softly.
Lin Shu also smiled, for no other reason. They also saw this when they were flipping through the book last night.
He wrote "a raccoon dog on a hill".
The stone wall moves again, it is "silence and emptiness".
Lin Shu wrote "from nothing".
The stone wall continued to move.
Four words appeared this time.
It is the "Qingming Demon Lord".
Lin Shu: "…"
Master, it's over the top.
He said, "Do you want us to guess?"
Xiao Shao said: "I guess it is 'invincible in the world'."
Lin Shu said, "Me too."
He stretched out his hand and wrote four characters "Invincible in the world" on the stone wall.
After a violent fluctuation, the stone wall was as smooth as ever, and after a while, the handwriting of the Qingming Demon Lord slowly emerged.
His characters are painted with silver hooks, Wang Yang is unrestrained, and it is easy to recognize.
"The comprehension of Taoism is not enough. Thinking of admitting that this monarch is invincible in the world, I will let you in for the time being."
Lin Shu: "…"
After the line of writing disappeared, another line appeared.
"Qingmingdongtian prohibits outsiders from entering, except for family members and direct disciples, they are not allowed to enter."
Lin Shu looked at Xiao Shao, and then at Guozi.
family, so be it.
After the line of writing disappeared, the stone wall disintegrated and became the original odd-shaped pieces again, hidden in the mountain, and a black vortex appeared in front of them.
The vortex is not like objects in reality. It is extremely dark, as if it has swallowed all the light, making people feel that if they step in, they will step into Senluo hell.
Xiao Shao said, "Go in."
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
Guo Zi reached out and took his hand.
Xiao Shao observed the two of them, observed for a while, and reached out to hold Lin Shu's other hand.
Lin Shu just dragged his family into this black hole.
One step, the scene suddenly changed.
He was in total darkness where he could not see five fingers and could not see anything, but he clearly felt that his hand was suddenly empty.
"Xiao Shao?" he asked.
No one responded.
He called Guo Zi again, but no one responded.
Lost
Lin Shu calmed down and walked forward.
This black, with different shades of black, seemed to turn into an invisible mist as he walked, and gradually dissipated.
There was a huge stone tablet in front of him.
On the stone tablet is the handwriting of Qingming Demon Lord, "Qingmingdongtian, life and death do not matter".
Lin Shu looked up at the misty road ahead, feeling very sinister.
Qingming Dongtian, regardless of life or death, does it mean that there are still tests in the cave
Sure enough, when it comes to being unreliable, the Qingming Demon Lord is still the best.
It is conceivable that Xiao Shao and Guozi were also sent to a place alone at this moment.
Although Xiao Shao has recovered his cultivation, he has never learned the magic of the Demon Lord, and the fruit is still small, so I don't know if he can handle it.
Lin Shu pulled out the folding bamboo sword and stepped forward.
There was silence all around, and only the sound of his own footsteps could be heard. He walked through the fog, and suddenly saw a white shadow in the distance.
- Seems to be a person.
He continued to move forward, and the white shadow became clearer and clearer, and it was indeed a man in white.
The closer the more familiar.
When he finally got close, Lin Shu stopped.
The man in front was dressed in white clothes like snow, which seemed to be in the style of a sword pavilion, with one empty hand and a sword in the other.
The sword is the folding bamboo sword.
And that face was Lin Shu's own face.
However, it was an expressionless face.
Lin Shu looked at him.
The man also looked at him, his eyes were clear and cold, as if nothing was there.
The background is a snow field, and the continuous mountains on the snow field. In the fine snow, this person stands on the top of the mountain, and the snow-white clothes are gently fluttering, as if he will return with the wind at any time.
Lin Shu took a step forward.
The man didn't respond.
He moved forward, but suddenly bumped his head.
Lin Shu: "…"
He stretched out his hand and touched a smooth thing between himself and the man.
The touch reminded him of a mirror.
This is Qingming's cave, and naturally there will not be a person who looks exactly like himself.
But if it is a mirror, why does it show such a picture
The next moment, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.