Chapter 392

Outside Wuxian mountain, there is no sunlight all year round.

I don't know when, Wuxian mountain has been snowing all year round. The snow scenery without sunshine, in addition to the biting cold, is really difficult to let people rise to appreciate the impulse.

The cold wind blew in from the only entrance at the top of Xunhua tomb. It was like a trumpet blowing. It was also like the white bones in Xunhua tomb, complaining of reluctance.

Life is not willing.

In the country of gentlemen, everyone prays for longevity, wants to change his life against the heaven, and wants to break the shackles and magic spell.

Now, it's in ruins.

Yu Shangrong sometimes thought As human beings, why does god treat them differently?

In order to change his fate, he left here when he was young. With the legs of ordinary people, he crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, through the dangerous jungle, seeking for practice

He finally stood on the top of human practice. If he was not willing at all, he was deceiving himself.

Woo -

the wind is getting stronger.

Pull him back from his thoughts.

Yu Shangrong stood up and looked around.

Looking at the ingenious design of the tomb, but repeatedly shaking his head.

He walked to the wall with the character "Changsheng" in seal script and touched it gently.

Click.

A crisp sound, the word "Changsheng" protrudes outward.

Organization?

Dozens of concealed weapons shot out from the walls on both sides.

Yu Shangrong didn't even need to mobilize his vitality. His instinctive vigorous Qi could keep these concealed weapons out of his body.

What a weak weapon.

This is an arrow made by ordinary people with both hands. It is delicate, hard, small and exquisite, full of craft sense. But It's not as powerful as practice.

All the concealed weapons fell to the ground.

A dark grid appeared on the wall.

Without hesitation, he pressed down.

The second stone gate opened slowly.

Inside is a circular area, the light falling from the top is better than the outside, but there is still the whine of the wind.

After listening for a period of time, I gradually got used to the existence of whimpering.

In the middle of the circular area, there is a round stone table with brocade boxes on it. Around the brocade box, there are dried up Lavender grass. It may be that for a long time, only the outline of lavender has become a pile of rotten dregs.

Yu Shangrong gently waved his sleeve, the smoked grass flew away, and the dust dispersed.

The appearance of the brocade box is presented in front of you.

The top cover of the brocade box is engraved with the pattern of Chinese herb.

Yu Shangrong didn't think much and waved his sleeve gently.

Click and wipe -

the brocade box is opened.

There are some books and some pills in the box.

Yu Shangrong took out his book and looked at it at will.

There is nothing special about books. They are the secret methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

If it is shown to ordinary people, it is indeed a treasure, but for Yu Shangrong, it is a pile of waste paper garbage, which can not enter his eyes.

The vitality of the palm trembled slightly, and those books turned into powder.

For pills, it is because the time is too long, and the efficacy has already volatilized.

Judging from the shape and the remaining residue, these pills should be relatively low-level Zengshou pills. It's no use to him either.

These things are indeed valuable to the people of the gentleman's country in the past.

But I didn't expect it would be stored in Xunhua tomb.

No one practices? No one's taking it?

Yu Shangrong sighed softly and clapped with one hand.

Bang!

The brocade box landed.

A special painting fell from the bottom of the brocade box.

Yu Shangrong's eyes fell on the painting.

To be precise, it's not a painting, but a page book with various symbols.

Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered the white paper and the mission that his master had given him. The symbols on the white paper seemed to be very similar to the symbols on this page.

He took the white paper from his master's arms.

Spread on the stone table and compare them one by one.

Many symbols are similar, a few are even the same.

There are more symbols on the paper book.

It can be seen that the contents recorded on the white paper and the paper book are different, but they are of the same style.

"Master's stuff?" Yu Shangrong felt incredible.

Master's things, how can they be here?

Other things are not very expensive, but this paper book must be very valuable.

Yu Shangrong took a close look at the above symbols. He could not understand them at all, so he gave up reading.

Then fold it carefully and put it in your arms.

Being able to lie quietly for so many years in this brocade box, and not affected by the weather, shows that the material of this paper book is also extraordinary.

Get the paper book.Yu Shangrong looked back at the stone gate.

"Back?"

He took a look at the first stone gate.

Walk out of the second stone gate.

A louder whine came from the air outlet.

Yu Shangrong always felt that there was something wrong with him. When he lifted his palm, the Dharma body of Dongming appeared.

Lotus rosette is again infected by purple witchcraft.

"Can't you go back?"

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

If there is no problem with the Dharma body, he can return to the magic heaven Pavilion within seven days by flying with all his strength.

But now I'm afraid the Dharma and body will be destroyed in less than half way.

There are many fierce animals in the wild. If you are not careful, they will become food for them.

Without Dharma body The cultivation is only equivalent to nine times of body hardening. At most, he does miscellaneous work, but he can't make his way through dangerous forest areas.

He didn't think the luck of his youth would come again.

At this point, Yu Shangrong stopped and did not intend to break out of the door.

When you sit on your legs, mobilize your energy and suppress the infection of purple witchcraft At the same time, I fell into thinking.

……

One day and one night passed.

If it was not for the light above Xunhua tomb, it would be hard to know that it was already on.

He once again sacrificed the Dharma body of Baijie Dongming It's true that the purple spots spread more slowly.

But this suppression is like a chronic poison.

It's no way to go on like this

Yu Shangrong thought of a way for a night, but he couldn't stop the infection of the witchcraft.

After so many years, he felt helpless for the first time as a sword devil.

Very helpless.

Yu Shangrong stood up and came to the second stone gate, and continued to cross his legs to adjust his breath.

On the fifth day, Yu Shangrong sacrificed his Dharma body again

Baijie Dongming Jinlian lotus, almost all of them have been infected.

It may be the extreme sense of oppression that Jinlian is about to be infected. Yu Shangrong suddenly burst out with a terrible idea: cut off Jinlian!

It's a terrible idea.

He is very clear about the consequences of cutting off Jinlian.

Because he used the sword of eternal life to cut open countless Dharma bodies.

Magic Chan Dharma body, Taoist Dharma body, Confucianism Tiangang Dharma body, Buddhist golden body

No matter what kind of Dharma body, it is cut by the heavenly level weapon Without exception, they will be hit hard.

So Cutting off Trollius is no different from suicide!

When Yu Shangrong thought of it, his fingers trembled.

He tried to hold the scabbard of immortality.

A generation of sword demons are still nervous after all.

(PS: cutting the golden lotus is just the first step in the "abnormal" way to promote Jiuye. It may not be faster than the protagonist. The foreshadowing is obvious