Chapter 164

Sword gorge.

They arrived here, then went all the way, and walked a few more miles before they realized that the ditch they had just passed seemed to be the destination.

Bai Zimo was embarrassed and coughed, leading the crowd back.

If it is really a loess gully, in which there are thatch, half withered and half scorched, it seems to be a miserable surplus after being burned by wildfire.

"Is it three feet to dig?" The Taoist frowned and looked around with a compass.

Li dingxun was staring at the ground under his feet. He had just really ignored the difference here.

There are many underground caves in the Jedi region. There are even some houses and various relics in them, which have been abandoned.

Li dingxun can sense these underground things, which should not have been missed, but he cares more about one thing, so that he immerses himself in it wholeheartedly.

The breath of the Jedi.

The breath of heaven and earth.

It's not a breath of air or sound, which transcends the concept of "breath" in the biological sense.

It's a rhythm.

It's a kind of silent, even absorbing rhythm.

There are all natural landscapes in jueyu, but they are all skin, all colors, quality and movement, but they lack independent personality.

Some higher will represses the evolution here.

Just as the sea surface is covered with film, the peaks and valleys of the waves are suppressed to a fixed range.

The mountains here will not collapse, the water here will not dry up, the flat land here will not sag, and the trees here will not spread.

However, the cycle of ups and downs still exists.

Li dingxun's eyes span the years.

The boundary between life and death is so vague that a gray area between life and death dominates here.

The plants are withered and yellow, but spring is coming and green again.

The seeds were sown over and over again and never sprouted.

The sand is blown by the wind, but the new wind brings new sand seeds to fill the gap. The sand pile was low and slowly piled up.

Someone came here. They live in the underground carefully, their life, life -

life gradually becomes a noun, and is stripped of the meaning of the verb.

Eat the same fish in the same river every day.

Li dingxun touched his intestines. Sure enough, after digesting the delicious meal last night, all the heat and nutrition they brought disappeared. They became the three lively fish again. Now they are swimming freely in the sinkhole where they rested last night.

People will starve to death if they don't eat? No, not in the Jedi. Just join the Jedi.

That ear, has been ignored voice - join, join me.

Eyes are transmitting this message, ears are transmitting this message, nose, skin, tongue, are being carefully informed of a message - to join the Jedi realm, integrate with heaven and earth.

Look, let go of my obsession, let go of my obsession as a person, and become one with the world - how beautiful!

So those evil spirits in the wind, they, or once they were, are intelligent and can understand what I am and what the world is.

Once you have ego, you will be seduced by the will of the Jedi.

A trap for wisdom.

Li dingxun's hair is low here. The Taoist priest over there has begun to dig.

"fortunately, shovel is taken, or it needs to be played with ink and sword." Taoists work and laugh at the same time. The swordsman hugged his sword and was alert.

Li dingxun looked at the heartless Taoist.

Wang Ping'an, chief of sanzong.

Ran Shan is the youngest person to enter the Tao in 300 years.

He might have noticed something, too.

Li dingxun turned to stare at the swordsman again.

Besides, Bai Zimo, with a clear heart and a natural talent, should be aware of the evil intention of jueyu with his restless manner.

Finally, it's the heartless Fu Xi Xi, the little sister of the fisherman, who has all kinds of connections.

"Sun lichai..." Someone whispered. Li dingxun pressed his forehead and pressed a pair of hard bags in. It was not time.

Everyone watched the Taoist work hard, and the younger sister also said sarcastic words, such as "Why are you so skilled? Is it not that your ancestors are the captain of the gold medal school?" "Oh, no exaggeration, shoveling stones."

The Taoist priest's face turned red and he dug in a dull voice.

shovel a spade, but the Taoist priest stumbled, but he was pleased with his face. He shouted, "dig it!"

After several times digging out the pit, it was an inclined tunnel. Wang Ping'an gasped for a while, took out a section of candle from his luggage, lit it, held it in the air with his internal power, and went underground. All the way, the candle did not go out.

"The air circulation is very good. Let's go straight down."

All the people ran to the end on the slide. Only little sister's clothes were covered with dust, and the rest were clean and fresh.

"Why, does the dust also look at people's dishes?""Well, who told someone to protect his clothes without internal force?" The Taoist priest quarreled with his younger sister and lit a torch to light up the small cave.

The square basement has several vents, eight walls, words on the wall, a pile of rotten bamboo slips on the ground, and several boxes buried in the pile of bamboo slips.

"Yes, as my grandfather said, it's the heart sword Sutra written by master Mo Yun, the disabled swordsman of that year!" Bai Zimo stares at the words on the wall in an excited tone.

The younger sister wondered, "brother Bai, didn't you come to look for your grandfather's relics? How did you become a broken sword master? "

"My grandfather was the apprentice of master Canjian, but he didn't leave the inheritance to posterity. Instead, he followed master's will and buried it. I'll tell you the specific story later. "

"Oh."

"Bamboo slips can't be seen," the Taoist pulled out three boxes and opened them. "A box of gold, a box of weapons and a box of musical instruments. Hey, that's good."

Bai Zimo gave his hand to Li dingxun. "Master Li, we have a prior agreement. You can take these things by yourself. You can also copy the skills on the wall. I only take one of the old master's Mo Yu swords."

Li dingxun said with a smile, "I don't care about this. It's all yours. But I'd like to remind you, don't move that sword yet. "

"But why?" People don't understand.

"It has something to do with your past life, and it has something to do with the environment of the Jedi. In a word, let the Taoist take care of it for you, including the heart sword Sutra on the wall. Don't practice it first. When you return to China, you can find a quiet room to care about it."

Of course, they want to listen to Li dingxun's words. They are ready to go back immediately, but everything is ready and ready. Li dingxun is still standing still.

"Brother Li? Let's go. Hurry up. " The little sister also waved to urge.

"You go. I'll stay here."

They were puzzled, and the Taoist asked, "don't you want to go to the end of heaven and earth? After the activity of the Jedi volcano, you can't get in or out? "

Li dingxun said with a smile, "it's just a little bit of melting. What can we do if we just take a bath? I stay here for the promise I made. "

There is no Epiphyllum.

Little sister still need to be advised, two men stopped her and led her back.

Li dingxun yelled at their backs: "don't try to communicate with heaven and earth here! Remember, remember

Standing on the mountain in the distance, looking back, my little sister looks at the tall man. His figure is like a little dust, but the spirit of filling the world is like a huge tree hanging from the sky, which makes people feel broken.

"Jueyu is so dangerous. Why don't you persuade brother Li?"

The swordsman and the Taoist look at each other and smile.

"Little sister, you should know that there is a kind of person in the world whose words are so loud that no one can stop him. You brother Li is such a person. Since he says he wants to stay and fulfill his promise, it's useless to say anything. You have to finish everything. "

"Well, you men are all rash men."

"Ha ha ha!"

The river's Lake has a long history. It's just a song and a roar.