Between Xue Yu and I looking at each other, a probing hand suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with both hands clutching his throat.

"He's got a throat split! Hold him down!" several masters simultaneously pressed the probe's hand on the ground and struggling, and the whistling below the mountain also stopped.

I laughed and said, "Xue Yu, is it an accident? Actually, I didn't feel surprised at all, each of you has been hit by evil qi, and your bad luck has reached its peak. ”

Sonic Gong is the extraction of true qi from the dantian, and it is true that the oscillating sound waves are true, but as long as a person goes forward, the sound must pass through the throat, and the throat is one of the most vulnerable and fatal parts of a person. Until the success of the sonic wave, the warrior rarely broke his throat, but this kind of accident is not uncommon, and sometimes it is unlucky to die.

Xue Yu said with a gloomy face: "Wang Huan, your own life is on the horizon, what is there to be proud of?"

I sneered lightly: "I said, before I die, it is also a great pleasure in life to be able to see the enemy's head fall to the ground." Isn't there already one dead now? I think there will be a few more soon, right?"

"You ......" Xue Yu was about to speak, when another probe fell to the ground with a blue face, grabbing his chest with one hand and making no sound.

"It turns out that martial arts masters can also have heart attacks, it's strange, it's really strange. ”

As I spoke, the blade on my head suddenly entered another inch, and the tip of the cold light had already resisted my scalp, and the blood in the rows suddenly flowed down my cheeks, and the tip of the knife hanging on my head could penetrate my skull and go straight into my brain as long as it went one more inch, and at that time, even if Da Luo Jinxian was alive, don't think about saving me back to the sun.

Xue Yu said with a pale face: "Wang Huan, in fact, we don't need to fight to the death......

"No?" I sneered, "The old knife is still waiting for you to go down and make amends! ”

"No, Wang Huan ......" Xue Yu suddenly panicked: "Think about it yourself, aside from grievances, you still have a good life, are you willing to die here like this?"

I looked at Xue Yu and sneered: "I can take away a nameless sect core elder and more than ten white-clothed nameless before I die, it can be said that I have made a lot of money, what else is not satisfied? ”

"Wang Huan-" Xue Yu said sharply: "What do you want? I don't believe that you can even kill Ling'er." ”

I still replied calmly: "Xue Yu, do you think you can calculate what I think every time? You are wrong, when I really want to play with someone, you can't count what I am going to do." ”

"Wang Huan, can you be more mature?" Xue Yu said sharply: "Look at your current appearance, what is the difference between you and a fierce and ruthless gangster?

"Did I say I was the commander of the party?" I was as I spoke, when the blade that landed on my head suddenly began to tremble slightly, which was a precursor to the dumb slave statue about to strike, and my body tensed instinctively for a moment.

Naturally, my actions couldn't hide from Xue Yu's eyes, and the other party couldn't help but exclaim: "You quickly find a way to save yourself......"

Xue Yu didn't finish his words, he picked up the gossip mirror that Old Man Lin placed nearby, flew up and rushed straight in my direction, Xue Yu's figure just moved, and the white tiger who was waiting for him rushed towards Xue Yu's figure in a roar, the latter obviously saw the evil qi condensed into a tiger shape rushing towards him, but without the slightest concession, he took three steps in the air in a row, and raised the gossip mirror with one hand to meet the roaring white tiger evil qi.

As soon as the two sides made a slight contact in the air, the white tiger shattered in all directions, and the gossip mirror in Xue Yu's hand was also split into several pieces, and the three evil qi between the two of us were ready to move at this time, but Xue Yu was in the case of the magic weapon shattering, and then raised the true qi, and flew forward, I saw that after the three evil qi passed through Xue Yu's body in a row, the other party also stepped on the edge of the mountain with a pale face.

At this time, Xue Yu was only less than five meters away from me, and as long as I jumped again, I could reach the secret room, but the other party suddenly stopped his steps, and shouted at me with anger in his eyes: "You are cheating!"

Xue Yu was furious because she saw that the dumb slave had not only put away the blade hanging over my head, but the chair I was sitting on was also slowly sinking in the middle of the mechanism.

"Isn't it the way of using soldiers?" I had only said a few words, and the man had sunk into the secret passage. Although my people couldn't see Xue Yu's appearance, they raised their middle fingers to the sky: "Lao Tzu is waiting for you below, don't die here!"

"Wang Huan......" After I only heard two words, Xue Yu's screams were blocked from the secret room by the closed gate.

Ling'er and I landed in a brightly lit burial chamber, and from where we were, the bronze coffin on the altar, where the ancestors of the Tulip family were supposed to be buried.

After the spirit silk wrapped around us unraveled itself one by one, Ling'er asked in a low voice, "How do you know that the secret to entering the third layer of the tomb is on the dumb slave's knife?"

I gently wiped the cold sweat off my head and said, "The ancestor of Feng Shui Secret Arts, the Nine Heavens Xuannu, is good at the art of war. Soldier, treacherous. Whoever is inscrutable in the use of troops is the winner. You keep telling me that you haven't learned the art of Feng Shui because the secret art of Feng Shui of the tulip has been lost. But just now, I suddenly thought of another possibility, that is, the Tulip family has never passed down the secret art of feng shui at all. They passed down the art of war, right?"

Ling'er was slightly stunned and said: "Yes, "The Art of War" and "Thirty-six Strategies" are all compulsory courses for the Tulip Clan, and only those who know the best about the way of using soldiers can inherit the family. But that was the family's ...... of oriental culture No, it should be said that it is the admiration of the art of war, and it has nothing to do with family secrets!"

"You're wrong!" I shook my head and said, "Actually, from the second layer onwards, the test that tulips leave you with is the art of war, not feng shui. Don't you think that the feng shui attack between us and Xue Yu is very much like a confrontation between two armies? Also, since the Tulip family has verified your bloodline with a sand table, why did you leave a second backhand, which is obviously adding to the snake. And ......"

I paused, "Do you believe that the ancients could have left a voice-activated door or something like that in a tomb? Moreover, there was nothing in our vicinity that could make a sound except for the sand table. What do you use to control the sound?"

I took a deep breath and said, "So, I think the last test left by the Tulip ancestors to the younger generations is trust." I am afraid that even the dumb slaves only know one of these tests, but they do not know the other. ”

I raised my hand and said, "I later held your hand, first, I was afraid that you would be too nervous and want to struggle." The second is to test whether we can hold hands with each other. One of the people who entered the secret room must be a dumb slave. It is likely that the dumb slave will send some kind of message to the patriarch at this time. I reckon he would have told the patriarch that the patriarch had asked him not to move, but he didn't know why he couldn't. If the patriarch does not have trust in his ancestors, he will surely die. ”

Ling'er shook her head and said, "I don't think your words are necessarily right. At the very least, you can't explain what's going on with the feng shui array outside?"

I said in a deep voice: "This secret should be in the coffin of the ancestor of the tulip." We've known it in the past. ”

I raised my legs and walked between the altars, and Ling'er followed from behind, "You just walked up like this......?" Do you want to worship your ancestors?"

I shook my head and said, "The people in that coffin don't necessarily need you to worship. We'll talk about it when we get up. ”

I walked a few steps to the coffin, but I was attracted by the four sentences engraved on the lid of the coffin: "The dragon is nine heavens, and the emperor does not envy the immortals." Hold the whip to resist the mountains and rivers, and then look at the sword in your hand. ”

I said in a deep voice, "These four sentences are exactly the same as the secret words left in Shark Reef. It seems that the secret of tulips is the secret of feng shui. When I open the coffin, I want to see what secrets are hidden in the coffin of the tulip. ”

Ling'er nodded, and I pushed the coffin open, what I didn't expect was that there was a layer of coffin lid under the bronze coffin lid, it was not strange that the coffin in ancient times had a coffin and a coffin, and the strange thing was that there was still a limerick poem on the lid of the inner coffin:

Kunlun can bury the Qin emperor's father, and the north can leave the Han Gaozu? The heroes of the ages leave their names, who holds the compass and the book of heaven? ”

"Strange! I couldn't help but shake my head and said, "Isn't that a contradiction?"

I saw that Ling'er didn't understand what I meant, so I said: "Come and see, the first limerick poem obviously says that feng shui can help future generations become emperors." The second limerick poem is a complete denial of feng shui luck. The second poem is so straightforward that the writer has not even read it for a few days. However, he made a point. ”

I paused and said, "Who is the true emperor of eternal glory who has anything to do with feng shui? Qin Shi Huang swept through the six kingdoms, and his ancestors once occupied the dragon vein." Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty broke the Huns, and the shame of the Han Dynasty for a hundred years was because Liu Bang occupied the dragon's lair?"

"Which of the heroes of the ages uses the compass to determine the world, and who can use the way of feng shui to book the emperors of the ages?"

"When you reach the day when you raise your sword and ask the immortals and face the sky, you know that the power of external objects is all ethereal, and the real power that can be used to fight for the heavens and the earth still comes from people themselves. ”

Ling'er said keenly: "These two poems don't seem to be written by one person. ”

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, the person who can write the second poem must be a heroic person who is born in a reckless manner, but sees through external things." This person may also be a certain patriarch of Tulip. ”