The Path Toward Heaven

The summer in Haizhou City is hotter than in previous years.

It may be because of the problem of warm sea currents, or it may be because there are no huge flying whales sucking seawater from the sea and turning into rainwater.

After the Battle of Yuntai, the West Sword Sect retreated into the depths of the sea, and its influence in Haizhou gradually faded. Many small and medium sects took the opportunity to kill them.

There used to be a restaurant on the main street of Haizhou. The owner was a fox.

This restaurant was ruined by the old Lin Qiang Nanzheng and others, but because of its location, a restaurant reappeared after a few years. It is interesting that this restaurant also makes hot pot as before, and it is not only seafood hot pot, but also beneficial to the state and northern flavors.

A guest wearing a hooded hat walked into the restaurant, ordered a small hot pot for one person, ate some food and wine, and paid for it. Water was sprinkled on the stone steps in front of the restaurant. As the guest walked by, the face under the hat was reflected by the water for a moment, but it was black. I do n’t know whether it was a mask or something.

The man quickly cleared the table, the leftover soup from the hot pot was poured into a simmering bucket, and a small note was sent to the back kitchen.

The note was finally delivered to a box.

The hot pot in the box is very large, not shabu-shabu. The red soup looks like blood, and it looks like the sunset in Guocheng Temple, exuding a spicy taste.

Yin San stepped on the chair with his right foot, and indecently fished the yellow throat and belly in the pot. There was no sweat on Qingxiu's face, only a satisfied expression.

Xuanyin's ancestor sat opposite him, after reading the contents of the note, and asked, "Real person, the address is already available. When are we going?"

Yin San devoted himself to eating the hot pot, and said at will: "After eating, let's talk."

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The hot pot food is wonderful. If you like, you can eat it all the time. Just keep adding soup and ingredients to the pot.

So it was not until midnight that Yin San and his ancestors left the restaurant.

They walked out of Haizhou City, came to the sea, walked across the reefs scattered in the sea, and walked towards the depths of the sea.

They didn't come to pay attention to the ruins of the hanging platform, nor did they come to collect any treasure, but to find someone.

Accompanied by the deep night and the sound of the waves, they set foot on the sea, walked for a long time, and came to a remote and unusual island.

There are some green plants on the island, there are no monsters, only some lizards prey at night.

According to the map on the note, the ancestor walked to a humble clump of grass and said with emotion: "It is indeed an old fellow, this Fabu is really good."

The clump of grass didn't have any special breath, and there were no traces of matrix formations. If it hadn't been known in advance, who would have thought that this was the entrance to the passage.

Yin San felt the passage leading to the bottom of the ground, and said, "Hidden on the bottom of the ocean that is isolated from the world, no wonder no one can find him for so many years."

In the dark passage, they walked for a long time, according to estimates, they have reached the bottom of the sea hundreds of feet deep, and finally saw a heavy copper door.

There are some simple patterns engraved on the bronze door, with flowers and fishes, and the strokes are ancient and awkward.

The ancestor glanced and said, "I can break open, but it will alarm him."

"Let me do it."

Yin San raised his right hand and pressed it on a strange fish carved on the copper gate.

After about a hundred rests, the flowers on the copper door suddenly opened their petals, as if they had come alive, and the strange fish seemed to have come alive. They wanted to walk down his palm and report to the people inside. But could not break free.

Yin San touched the strange fish, and seemed to bring a spring breeze between his fingers to calm it down.

The heavy copper door opened slowly without bringing up a little dust.

Countless seawater poured out of it.

Yin San and his ancestors were very calm. They did not evade or be surprised.

They floated in the sea and looked at the picture in front of them.

Inside the Tongmen is the world under the sea.

Strangely shaped fish are swimming, and light flowers are being displayed. There is a huge horror figure hidden in the distance, I do not know what kind of ferocious sea beast.

Yin San knew that these were false, and his expression was calm. He put his hands behind him and floated forward as he wanted.

The guy hiding on the bottom of the sea has some meaning. The state is general. The formation and mental ability are not weak, but he found his arrival.

He didn't worry about the opponent's counterattack, he just didn't want the other party to be prepared, and in the end he would rather commit suicide than be restrained.

Those huge horror figures are getting closer and closer, they are actually a group of ghosts!

Those ghosts pounced on Yin San.

Yin Sanli ignored it, and his eyes fell on a pile of reefs not far away.

A ghostly eye swallowed him in, then turned into a light spot, scattered in the sea water, no trace left.

Yin San floated to the reef, squatted down, and looked at a clownfish hiding in the crack of the stone.

The clownfish's eyes touched his eyes.

"Who are you ... can you see through the old man's formation?"

The clownfish spoke.

He can feel that Yin San is at the most the wilderness, so why can't he be influenced by his consciousness?

Yin San said with a smile: "This kind of carving worm technique should not be used in front of me. In addition, let me remind you first, please don't call yourself an old man in a later conversation, because you don't have this qualification in front of me."

After saying this, he snapped his fingers.

With a crackling sound, those ghostly eyes disappeared into light and disappeared. The swaying flowers and thousands of strange fish disappeared, and even the seawater disappeared.

This is indeed the bottom of the sea, but not in the sea, but a cave house deep in the ground. The ground is very dry and there is no drop of water.

The furnishings in Dongfu are very luxurious. There is a row of green pine pot plants along the wall, and dozens of koi in the chalcedony pond, swimming in a white bone.

Bones are ghost eyes, koi is a strange fish, green pine is a strange flower, everything is an illusion.

"You have a great reputation for fortune telling. It's normal to raise some koi, but what's the matter with that bone?"

Yin San retracted his gaze and looked at an old man.

The old man was gray-haired, wrinkled, and his eyes were sunken. I wondered how many years he had been blind.

He is just the clownfish just now, and it is also a man who has disappeared in the world for many years.

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Heaven is a big man.

He is far from being so simple as Yin San said. When he was in charge of the White Deer Academy, the world thought that one word can cut off life and death, and can see the heavens.

People like Luo Huainan and Prince Jing Xin both wanted his comments.

He had a deep relationship with the Xihai Sword School and was asked by Fang Jingtian to kill Jing Jiu in the Old Plum Garden.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that although Jing Jiu's realm was low, the spirit power was strong and disgusting, and he naturally failed, and then was driven out of Chaoge City by Zenzi. After the Battle of Yuntai, Bailu Academy was burned out by Pei Baifa and his disciples with no gratitude. He saw the machine quickly, fled, and hid in the cave until now.

He was seriously injured by Zenzi and it took a long time to recover, so even if Dongfu was in the sphere of influence of the West Sea, he still did not dare to come forward, and was extremely careful, who knew he was being approached.

"That's my boy. He died because he was too aggressive in practicing."

The heavenly people "looked" at the bone, and looked very sorry.

It may be a very touching or evil story. Yin San did not intend to explore, and said, "I came to you to ask you a few questions."

"What the **** are you?"

Tian Jinren bowed his head slightly, his voice was faint, and he seemed very vigilant. The coming man's spiritual power was extremely powerful. Even he felt that the coming person was stronger than Jing Jiu Nian Nian.

Yin San looked at him with a smile and said, "I asked you a question, not you asked me a question."

Tian Jinren said: "For ten years, I don't believe you can break open, even if your spirit is strong, it is useless."

The other party saw the hallucination of Dongfu and escaped from his mental interference, which did not mean that he could break the real formation.

Yin San did not speak, closed her eyes directly, and the power of the mind was exuded from the body.

Numerous lights suddenly appeared in the air in the cave house, and then gradually condensed, forming a line and pattern.

The people in the sky can't see the picture, but they can feel that their faces have become paler, thinking how the opponent's spirit can be so strong, they can use the force to force out the body of the formation, and then intentionally break it!

The caves are getting brighter and brighter. Those lines and patterns are like sticky honey, dangling, and they will be broken when they see it.

Buzz.

Dongfu has once again become a world under the sea. Those horrible ghosts have appeared, but they dare not swim toward Yinsan. Those scattered flowers are even more swaying, and they seem to want to escape from the sediment on the sea floor.

Gradually, those ghost eyes, strange fishes, and exotic flowers have faded a lot. As the sea water washed away, they began to fall apart and turned into plumes of smoke.

In the blue smoke, Yin San closed his eyes, and his lips had a smile.

The formation is in the final stage of the collapse.

Tian Jinren's face was no longer pale, but a lot calmer.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

There is nothing in the sunken eye sockets, only abyss like black holes.

Only in an instant, the endless sea water was poured into his eye socket with ghost eyes, strange fish, and strange flowers!

Even the spirit of Yin San was sucked in!

This kind of battle between spirits is the most dangerous and the simplest. It depends on who is more powerful and can devour or control the opponent.

Yin San doesn't care. He believes that no one in this world is more powerful than his own soul except some Zen monks, some ancient beasts and Jing Jiu.

Just then, Tianjin suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles became deeper, full of coldness and mockery.

"Taiping real people, you are used to controlling the spirits of others, but have you ever thought about yourself feeling controlled?"

Yin three looks slightly changed.

His shirt fluttered with the sea, toward the direction of heaven.

"He and my soul are already in one place. You haven't shot yet, but when will you stay!"

The heavens shouted sharply.

Xuanyin ancestor suddenly appeared behind Yin San.

When he came to Dongfu, he seemed to disappear. Until then, all of his breath suddenly emanated!

The violent atmosphere is full of Dongfu, and the sparse hair is pointed directly into the sky like a sword. At this time, where the ancestor still looks like an old dog, the real devil comes to earth!

He was wounded in Guocheng Temple for most of the injuries. He only needed to drop his palm to slap Yin San to death, or disperse his Tao tree!

Yin San closed his eyes and said, "You want to die?"

Where the voice fell, the ancestor snorted suddenly, feeling a chill all over him.

That's the chill from the sword!

The cold hill that was tens of thousands of miles away made him feel very real.

Obviously, at such a dangerous moment, Yin San lifted his Taoism, and Qingshan Sword Formation instantly found his place!

Because of this chill, he has been hiding for hundreds of years in the ground of the cold mountain wasteland. Is he still going to hide?

At this time, a sword sent in the extremely high sky.

Obviously it is just a sword, but it seems that countless swords are issued at the same time, like a tide flowing endlessly, blocking the chill.

According to the agreement that Xuanyin's ancestors and the other party formed, before controlling Yinsan, if the Castle Peak fell, the other party would block him for a moment.

That's Aoyama Sword Formation!

Even if it only needs to block for a moment, few people in Chaotian Continent can do it.

Westsea Sword God!

"Do you think I'm really a dog!"

Xuanyin's ancestor's face was full of violent breath, and he shot it with extremely arrogant palms.

A squeak.

The palm of his hand fell above the head of the heavenly man.

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All the formations in Dongfu collapsed.

Countless seawater gushed out from the eyes of the people who had fallen into the sky, and those strange fishes and flowers also sprayed out, hitting the stone walls of the cave and turned into broken pieces.

"You actually ..."

He was pale and furious, and "looked" at the ancestor of Xuanyin indignantly.

In just three words, his voice disappeared, and no more seawater flowed out of his eye sockets.

His people have not died yet, and the spirits have been completely controlled by Yin San.

Yin San opened his eyes and raised his hand.

Xuanyin's ancestor put his head under his hands as fast as possible.

Yin San touched his head and expressed his appreciation.

Xuanyin's ancestor suddenly felt the chill from tens of thousands of miles away.

But that powerful sword-like sword was still high in the sky. UU Kanshu wwwww.uukanshu.com If the West Sea Sword God found out what happened here, the anger will be cut off, and he will be difficult to deal with. While Qingshan Sword Formation left the Xihai Sword God at high altitude, they must leave as soon as possible.

quickly.

Xuanyin's ancestors and Yin San came to the land more than a hundred miles away, resting on the straw piles just cut in Xia Tian, ​​and kept breathing.

"It's a good performance, but that sentence is a bit too exaggerated. Do you really think I'm a dog? Who would say these nonsense when killed?"

Yin San turned his head and looked at him seriously, saying that it was like the master in the theater was teaching his apprentice.

Xuanyin's ancestor said with a smile on his face: "The main thing is that the sentence comes from the heart and does not vomit, but it is only half the time."

Yin San curiously said, "What is the second sentence?"

Xuanyin's ancestor said positively: "Yes, I am an old dog of real life, loyal!"

(End of this chapter)