Gan Xie woke up slowly, stood up with a knife, and found himself in a small farm yard.

This is a small farmhouse that has been abandoned for many years, and only because of the good choice of geographical location, the three thatched huts and thatched cottages are well preserved. However, it is still difficult to hide the signs of its ancient years.

The Continent of the Faun, with the sea in the east and south, and the land in the west and north, is vast and boundless, and the boundary area explored by the human race over the years is only one-twelfth of tenths. Even in the territory of Middle-earth, it is not surprising that there is such a small courtyard that has never been found.

Gan Xie moved his muscles and bones for a while, and first came to the thatched hut in the middle, which contained only a bamboo bed and a light gray dagger at the head of the bed. It looks like the owner of this place deliberately put it at the head of the bed when he left, not wanting to take it with him.

The dagger is nine inches and five minutes long, with two sharp edges, and the handle is only one finger wide, allowing only two fingers to clamp it, and the light gray of the whole body gives people a strong aura of death. caused Gan Xie's heart to shake, and he realized that the dagger would also die.

Gan Xie thought about it for a moment and threw it into the snakeskin pouch. When I came to the room on the left, there was also only one bed, but it was a jade bed, and at the head of the bed was a scroll about a thousand pages thick, and a large light gray incense burner. There is no engraved text on the incense burner, and the cover of the book is written with three seal characters of "Honglou Dream". At first glance, it is all the seal characters of the ancient period, and some of the pages are more ancient bone inscriptions and cuneiform characters, which are basically incomprehensible.

After putting away the scrolls and incense burner, I came to the room on the right, and there was only one bed, but it was a bed made of animal bones and skins. There is an ancient scroll at the head of the bed, and on the cover is written "Yin and Yang Mantra" in three block letters. The block letters appeared with the cultivation civilization of the human race, and Gan Xie could deduce that the author of this book was only more than 10,000 years ago, which is not a long time for people in the cultivation world.

The Yin and Yang Mantra is divided into Yin and Yang Volumes, Yin 4 and Yang 5, a total of nine volumes. Looking at it, it is not difficult to find that it is obvious that this yin and yang spell is missing a part. Gan Xie can only vaguely judge by feeling that the general outline should be missing, and the truth is really unknown.

The first volume of the Yin and Yang Mantra is the Nine Yang Recipes of the Yang Scroll, and the second volume of the Yin Chapter Nine Yin Formulas, with a total of only 1,800 words, is the basic method of the Yin and Yang Mantra for the first time. Gan Xie memorized it, but he couldn't find a way, so he had to put away the ancient scroll and walk out of the thatched hut slowly.

Are there three people living here?

Or does one person live in three huts and practice three different ways of cultivating the truth?

Gan Xie didn't know, and he didn't have any urge to explore, but left peacefully.

Outside the small courtyard is a desolate desert land, at dusk, the earth is like being stained with blood, and the yellow desert dust and sand can be seen everywhere, but there are no demon beasts. In other words, only one creature like Ganxie appeared here.

Gan Xie couldn't tell the direction a little, so he simply walked in the direction where the dust and sand were the thickest, thinking about things all the way.

He was an insignificant disciple of the Heavenly Sect, who was very cold in the sect, and almost died at the hands of the people in the Demon Sect when he went out to practice. After that, he encountered strange and unpredictable things one after another, and he escaped death and survived. Whether it was luck or tragedy, he really couldn't figure it out, and it always felt like God was playing tricks on him.

Ganxie walked in the dust and sand of the desert, not in the dark, but even like the darkness. I don't know how long I walked, until a ray of morning sun came into view, and I pulled Ganxie back to the present world, and found that I was already standing by a river, and on both sides of the river was a lush bush.

Tiaohe River is one of the nine rivers in Zhongzhou, the river water is blue, flowing from the southeast to the northwest. The river is nine zhang wide, but it is bottomless, and it is famous for its victory in the production of sake. The fish is a social fish with the ability to control the waves, and monks who are not as good as the seven grades of the mortal realm can easily be attacked and killed. That's why most of the people who come to Tiaohe to catch fish are people who are profound.

However, Gan Xie didn't know where the river came from, but he felt that the water was so blue that it was extremely weird, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly. Walking in the opposite direction of the river, you will see schools of fish emerging from the bottom of the river, driving the waves upstream.

The fish is also a strange fish, with two long and thick tendrils like oars, which can drive the surrounding water waves to roll up the waves, and have the majestic momentum of riding the wind and waves. It seems that the school of fish will only go retrograde.

Gan Xie was a little fascinated by the river and the fish, and he didn't know that there were three people standing in the bushes not far away, staring at him silently.

"I heard the little ancestor say that his second senior brother is a young man with a burly body and eyebrows like a heavy sword. It seems that this person must be Gan Xie, who has gone down the mountain to practice. ”

"Killing him is also a good thing for the little ancestor. ”

The man in the middle nodded, and with his right hand pinched a trick and offered an iron fan, and the man had already disappeared into the shadow of the fan when he was in the sky. This is the Dao magic power that can only be displayed by the eighth-grade cultivators of the mortal realm.

When Gan Xie sensed that an attack was approaching, it was already too late, and he was knocked into the river by a powerful Xiuzhen force. When I fell into the water, I happened to be facing up, and I clearly saw the three people standing by the river laughing and talking.

was plotted one after another, which made Gan Xie deeply realize how terrifying the lack of experience in walking the rivers and lakes would be. If you are somewhat defensive, why so? However, then again, even if you are fully guarded, how can you be the opponent of the three people opposite?

Gan Xie held his breath and slowly closed his eyes, no longer thinking about anything, but trying to calm the tumbling blood. The cultivation power that was attacked by someone was very strange, and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra were displaced, and the muscles and bones seemed to be separated, which led to the violent vibration of the five internal organs.

Is it sad?

Is it bad luck?

Gan Xie was stunned!

At this moment, a group of long-whiskered fish rushing up the current rushed to quickly wrap Ganxie in the waves. However, none of the fish dared to bite Ganxie, as if they could smell a certain smell on Ganxie's body, and they were extremely afraid.

After going backwards for about 100 zhang, a whirlpool suddenly appeared at the bottom of the river, which happened to roll Ganxie into it. The fish sensed it in advance and then scattered, and none of them were involved.

Gan Xie noticed that something was wrong, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a bronze chain at the bottom of the river, and immediately grabbed it, thought about it slightly, and went to the bottom of the river along the chain. The bronze chain has a thick waist, and it is still half hot and half cool in the water, which is a strange constant temperature.

After a while, I saw a bronze coffin suspended at the other end of the chain, suspended upside down in the river. When approaching the bronze coffin, it was found that there was a round hole that a person could get into, but the water could not get in. If you think about it, it must be this round hole that can trigger the whirlpool of water and roll in the unlucky self.

Gan Xie's qi and blood were tumbling violently, and his strength was gradually exhausted, so he didn't hesitate much and got into the coffin. The space inside the coffin is huge, much larger than the size of a coffin as seen from the outside. This is a kind of spatial magic circle, and Gan Xie doesn't know it.

Gan Xie wanted to go out to take a look, but his strength was not enough, so he had to lie on the coffin board to rest. Untied the gourd and drank a few sips of water, and suddenly felt much more comfortable. I fell asleep for a while, and when I woke up, I didn't know the time and the number of points. The master of the heart and the mountain gate doesn't care about himself, and the sect doesn't care even more, he lacks the ability to walk the rivers and lakes, and it is too easy to take his life. With such a total, he simply decided to cultivate in this coffin, a real "closed coffin" cultivation.

Gan Xie followed Hong Hong's instructions and tried to cultivate with the demon pill. The demon pill is the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon supplemented by the blood essence of the earth's chief spiritual creatures, and is the purest and purest spiritual power. Whenever he absorbed a trace of demon pill spiritual power, Gan Xie was like absorbing a majestic sea of spiritual power, and it would take a long time to refine and absorb it.

The first time I cultivated, it took a long time, and the whole person slowly calmed down, and he collapsed on the coffin board tiredly.

At that moment, a beam of starry light converged, slowly spreading out like water waves, slowly filling the inside of the coffin. The entire coffin space has become a kind of glorious and mysterious space, and when Gan Xie lies in it, he can clearly feel that his body naturally absorbs the power of the stars, and the fatigue of his body is like medicine to cure the disease.

The snakeskin sac is also breathing, spitting out the essence of the stars gathered from the round holes.

The copper bead on the knife grid also moved slightly.

The demon pill that will be put away in the future has a brighter and brighter luster, and it is obviously absorbing the essence of the stars.

Soon, Gan Xie was able to sit up, take out everything in the snakeskin pouch, and place them around one by one, and observe them carefully. Under the luster of this mysterious star, the red blood spirit crystal, the pale gray incense burner, and the pale gray dagger can all absorb the essence of the stars on their own.

Gan Xie remained very calm and patiently observed all the changes.

After an hour, the luster of the stars disappeared naturally, and the inside of the coffin returned to its usual dim and white luster.

Gan Xie thought to himself, if he cultivated with the help of the demon pill under the luster of this star, would the effect be superimposed? Is it possible to break through the limit of the human race's cultivation realm and directly absorb the spiritual power in the red blood spirit crystal? Thinking of this, he began to flip through the yin and yang mantras that he had already been familiar with, and carefully comprehended the Nine Yang Recipe and the Nine Yin Formula.

The first volume of the Yin Mantra and the Yang Mantra is already difficult and obscure, and it is difficult to comprehend. Occasionally, there is an understanding, but the donkey's head is not the horse's mouth. Looking at the back, it is like a book from heaven.

In this case, Gan Xie continued to cultivate day after day.

Until one day, about the 366th time he saw the luster of the stars, Gan Xie was finally able to pull the spiritual power in the red blood spirit crystal. A wisp of blood-like spiritual power detached from the spirit crystal, and after a short stay in the palm of the hand, it was guided to the meridians by the cultivation method, and slowly flowed through the meridians of the whole body. After a week, the skin cracked, and the meridians seemed to be watered with strong sulfuric acid.

Life is worse than death, but that's it.

Gan Xie sat on the coffin board in a daze, his lips were chapped, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he was about to have an epileptic attack.

He already understood why the owner of the small farmhouse in the desert had hidden the Yin and Yang Spell. Because once this spread the word, I am afraid that many human races will be crippled or killed due to cultivation.

To put it bluntly, the cultivation method recorded in the Yin Yang Mantra is the demon method recognized by the human race cultivation realm.

Gan Xie chose to persevere.

If there was a better option, maybe he would abandon the Yin-Yang Mantra.

Long time, white clouds and dogs.

Gan Xie forgot the timing of the time, forgot the number of times the luster of the stars appeared, and there was only the word cultivation in the whole world.

Only by being strong can we change the embarrassing situation, can we change the ridicule and contempt of others for ourselves, and at least we can protect ourselves.

Only by being strong can you control your own destiny.

That's it, all the pain of life that is worse than death in cultivation is resolutely unimportant.