The Monk's steps were very light, and if you look closely, you will see that the soles of his feet are not in contact with the steps!

Dressed in gray-black robes, the monk marched so silently that it gave the illusion that what was in front of him was not a person, but a ghost. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info indescribable gloom and depression spread from the body of the great monk, enveloping Zhao Yishan floating behind him!

The monk marched on foot, walked for about half an hour, thousands of feet deep into the ground, and at the end of the passage, there was a stone house!

The stone house is ten zhang square, there is a stone table in the middle, there are four stone benches around the stone table, in addition, a row of bookshelves has been carved out of the stone wall on the right side, on the bookshelf, there are five jade slips placed side by side, the jade slips are dark gray, emitting jade light, covering the entire stone room with a dark gray light, lifeless, inexplicable sadness poured into the heart of the marquis monk!

The material of the stone house is ordinary limestone, there is nothing special, as long as the monk is willing, move his fingers, the entire stone room will collapse and disappear from the ground!

However, the location of the stone house is very special, there are only three stone walls, on the left hand side of the stone table, empty, no walls, nothing, empty holes, scorching breath!

After five steps, he stopped, and what he saw in front of him was a meandering, surging, and hundreds of feet wide magma river!

This fiery red river, flowing slowly, was trampled under the feet of the Great Monk, and the stone chamber was hanging above the magma river with the protruding boulder! The surging magma, like the giant claws of the fire dragon, opened its teeth and danced its claws, seemed to be able to tear the boulder at any time, melting the boulder and the stone chamber together, leaving no trace, with the surging magma, flowing into the unknown end!

With his hands behind his back, the Great Monk looked at the lava river that was rolling through, looked at the darkness in the distance, and let out a sigh, the sigh echoed in the empty magma canyon, enduring, and the insignificance of human beings could only sigh in the ocean!

This sigh seemed to stimulate the faint Zhao Yishan, Zhao Yishan opened his eyelids, briefly probed the stone house, and then coughed violently: "Cough... Ahem... Ahem, why don't you kill me? Leave me alone, do you want to lock me up and torture me slowly?"

The Great Waiting Monk turned his face ruthlessly, Zhao Yishan had to think of his character in a bad way, he was probably a murderous and violent monk, even if he used the most extreme and torturous means, Zhao Yishan would not be surprised at all!

"Fear is like a poisonous snake, it can quickly alienate people from each other, and you shouldn't be afraid of me!" said the monk lazily.

"Should I trust you as a killer for me?" Zhao Yishan said angrily.

"If I really hurt the killer, do you think I'll be able to come to my senses?" said the monk in a lazy, emotionless voice.

Zhao Yishan stood up, his right hand flicked in front of him, the blood stains on his placket disappeared, he had calmed down, and said indifferently: "Why did you shoot at me?"

"Look at your guts, I don't want to put the future of Ziwu Mountain in the hands of a coward. The Great Monk said without emotion, as if he was explaining a very ordinary trivial matter, but the most profound practice of Ziwu Mountain, the inheritance of Ziwu Mountain, is not a trivial matter, this is a major event related to the future of nearly 100,000 monks!

And the reason given by the Great Candidate Monk is also very sufficient, Zhao Yishan thought to himself, if he opened his mouth to beg for mercy and pretended to repent, I am afraid that he would have been killed by the Great Candidate Monk!

Thinking about it like this, Zhao Yishan broke out in a cold sweat, and once again realized the sinister and changeable nature of people's hearts, especially in the face of monks whose cultivation is much higher than himself, the slightest mistake in his behavior will lead to the scourge of killing, and decades of penance will be burned and become worthless!

And after Zhao Yishan thought about it for a while, he also began to understand the practice of the Great Candidate Monk, who is not strong in mind, how can he be able to carry the inheritance of Ziwu Mountain? The Great Candidate Monk regards him as the fire of Ziwu Mountain, so it is necessary to examine whether his heart is tenacious and strong enough to face any difficulties!

Zhao Yishan also felt fortunate that his strategy of killing and not recognizing it was recognized by the Great Waiting Monk by mistake, and he was not swallowed alive!

The Great Candidate Monk gave Zhao Yishan enough time to think and judge, and after a long time, he said lazily: "You stand here!"

Zhao Yishan did not hesitate, took a slightly vain step, came to the side of the Great Waiting Monk, stood side by side with him, faced the scorching waves, looked at the river of fire rolling in front of him, and sighed: "Under the ground of Ziwu Mountain, there is a rushing magma river, the creation of heaven and earth, it is really a miraculous workmanship, which is unexpected!"

"This magma river has made countless masters of Ziwu Mountain, you are a disciple of the Artifact Pavilion, you should know that when making magic weapons, you must use the Starfire Stone!

"Disciple doesn't know!" Zhao Yishan was also very curious about the origin of the spark, and looked forward to the Great Waiting Monk to continue.

The sages of Ziwu Mountain, salvaged countless sparks from the magma river, these sparks can absorb the scorching sun in the magma, once ignited, they can burst into a scorching flame, the sparks are burned out, and the slag is thrown into the magma river by the elders of the Pavilion of Artifacts, and after seven days and forty-nine days, they can be used to make utensils, and so on, providing a steady stream of furnace fire for the disciples and elders of the Pavilion of Pavilions!"

Zhao Yishan understood, and immediately asked: "This stone house is just above the magma river, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the elders of Ziwu Mountain?"

"Boy, it's not a good thing to be too curious, let me tell you, with the old man here, no one will know about this stone house. The monk said firmly.

Zhao Yishan had to put away his curiosity, he smelled the sulfur smell from the magma river, and frowned unconsciously, although the stone house was hidden, it was in a dangerous place, if it wasn't for the Great Waiting Monk to bring him over, he would not want to come to such a dark place.

Looking at the fiery red magma, Zhao Yishan was suddenly filled with anger, and he asked abruptly, "How did Elder Du slander me?"

The Great Monk smiled and said, "You are actually obsessed with this matter! Do you want to take revenge on him?"

"Yes, I want to know how he slandered me, and when he retaliates against him in the future, he will have nothing to say!" Zhao Yishan's eyes flashed with hatred, more dazzling than the crimson of the magma river!

The Great Candidate Monk's heart sank, this was the second time Zhao Yishan made him feel frightened: "If you want to take revenge on him, why do you need a reason? One day, when your strength surpasses him, kill him!"

The words of the Great Waiting Monk reflect his ruthless side, and when he has cultivated to his level, he has already experienced countless deceptions, and there is quite a taste of going through the red dust, washing away the lead, and returning to the basics, that is, he is going straight to the point, and he is not used to making a move immediately, and he is crushed with his strength! What kind of conspiracy and trickery, in the face of absolute strength, all are vulnerable!

Zhao Yishan was quite disappointed, in his opinion, the Great Hou Monk was not going to tell him, but the Great Hou Monk changed his words and said: "If you want to know, I can also tell you that Elder Du exposed you for betraying Ziwu Mountain!"

"The disciple is loyal to Ziwu Mountain, and he can sacrifice his life for Ziwu Mountain, my loyalty can be seen by the sky, and the sun and the moon can be expressed! Elder Du is purely framing and slandering my innocence!" Zhao Yishan said excitedly, eager to eat Elder Du!

Twenty years ago, the Blood Killing Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Gate attacked Ziwu Mountain, intending to steal the Tianyang Water, but when they checked the Tianyang Water, they found that the Tianyang Water was missing by one liter, can you tell me, where did this ascending Tianyang Water go?

Zhao Yishan's heart was weak for a while, he didn't expect that the matter would finally find out to him!

But Zhao Yishan still didn't admit it: "Twenty years ago, I was just a minor monk in the late stage of Qi gathering, how could I steal Tianyang Water in front of the defensive formation and many high-level monks? With my strength at that time, it would be good not to be bombarded into slag! Moreover, there are thousands of monks in Ziwu Mountain, how can I say that I conspired with the Demon Gate monks, could it not be that he Elder Du conspired with the Demon Gate monks? I still wonder how the mountain gate defense formation of Ziwu Mountain and the guardian formation of Tianyang Water are really so unbearable? They were defeated by the Demon Gate monks so easily? If you don't have an internal response, I won't believe it if you kill me!"