What amazed Huiyuan was that the boulder was several feet high from the ground, estimated to weigh 10,000 catties, and it floated in mid-air.

Under the boulder, two mountains force each other, forming a road that is not too wide, just enough to cross the distance of a carriage, I am afraid that no more people next to it will be able to cross.

Uncle Liu saw the gap between the two mountains, raised his hand to signal stop, and then turned the horse's head to the sedan chair. His lips squirmed as if he was saying something, but no one could hear the sound from the front and back, and then the sedan chair curtain was lifted, and the young lady glanced forward, turned her head and whispered a few words to Uncle Liu, but saw Uncle Liu nodding constantly. I don't know if it's an illusion, Changqing vaguely saw the young lady glance at them when she turned around, and was still surprised. Uncle Liu had already ridden his horse back, raised his whip, and walked towards the crack, and the carriage and entourage behind him moved.

Changqing and others in front, the first to walk into this road, the head of the platform, the boulder is wide, a glance to find more than ten meters before seeing the end, just now I don't think anything, this closer look intuitively felt a heavy person breathless, and walked a few meters, the real sense of oppression is a little heavier. Changqing looked left and right, although others didn't behave well, but his face was no longer as ruddy as before, and he seemed to be pressuring something, Changqing said secretly: It seems that it is not only that he feels pressured.

The boulders are on top, covering the aisle tightly, not allowing a ray of light to enter, and the only place where there is light is the entrance and exit at both ends of the aisle. With the light coming in from the entrance, the first few meters were still clearly visible, but as we gradually deepened, the light became dim, and the vision began to be unclear, and finally it really fell into darkness. In the dark, there is no difference between having eyes and not having eyes, and everyone here is blind, and if you want to go further, you have to rely on your feelings. Fortunately, this aisle can block the light, but it can't block the wind, the wind is not strong, slowly passing along the wall, bringing out a subtle sound, Changqing and others where are ordinary people, the ears are very sensitive, especially now, how to put a little bit of noise, so according to the sound to judge the direction and obstacles, for a while to walk safely.

The aisle was flat all the way, but as you walked, a slope suddenly appeared, extending downward. Changqing thought to himself: Now is the right path to the valley.

Everyone walked down cautiously, the road down was not smooth, but it was not steep, but there were a few potholes, and it was easy to stumble on the feet if you were not careful.

"Everyone, pay attention, there is a lot of pressure ahead, keep your mind. "The person who spoke was Uncle Liu, he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know where the others were, but from the sound of his voice, he should be very close to Changqing.

Changqing was still thinking about the reason, but he had already breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to slack off. It didn't take long for me to know why Uncle Liu reminded him.

I don't know where I went, and suddenly the pressure rose sharply, and Changqing was already on guard, but he was still taken aback. I only felt that my whole body was extremely heavy, my chest was very uncomfortable, and the breath I lifted was vomited. At this time, the voice of the left swordsman came from his ears, and he said, "Gang Qi covers the body." ”

Then there was a strong energy that rushed straight to Changqing's body, which was the Gang Qi formed by the condensation of the internal force of the left swordsman in his body, and he actually forced Changqing to take the horse back a small step, the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, the voice was muffled, and Changqing on the horse's back obviously felt that the horse trembled a little. To know that it can still be done to this extent under such pressure, the depth of the internal force of the left knife man can be seen.

Changqing was surprised, and hurriedly took another big breath, and let out a low sigh, the internal force penetrated the body, and then he felt that the pressure in this aisle was much less, although it was still very uncomfortable, but it was enough for him to support it.

This is the second time that Zuo Daoke has been shocked by Changqing, he is the closest to Changqing, and naturally feels the deepest, thinking: How old is this little brother, where is the thick internal force of cultivation, even if it is not far behind the many children of the family he has seen. So the interest in my heart was a little stronger.

Suddenly, the horses neighed, and the tall horse under Changqing's feet, as soon as his feet were weak, fell heavily to one side. Changqing reacted in time, and was about to reach out to hug Huiyuan, but he didn't know that he didn't touch Huiyuan's body, but was shaken away by a strong force, and after landing, he was fortunate to have a hand to support his back in time to stand firmly.

"Huh" two voices sounded at the same time.

One was on Changqing's side, and that was the left swordsman, and obviously the hand behind him was also the left swordsman.

The other voice was rough, coming from Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu sighed in his heart: "What a pure Shaolin internal force." ”

Shaolin's kung fu is strong and brave, and its internal force is also the same, and the signs are very obvious and easy to distinguish.

Zuo Daoke also had the same idea as Uncle Liu, but he admired Yu Huiyuan's internal strength and at the same time noticed a little weirdness. That "huh" is incomprehensible to this weirdness.

He had fought with the people of Shaolin, and more than once, and more than one person. But the same thing is that these people are all famous people in the rivers and lakes.

Zuo Daoke knows that although Shaolin's internal force is strong, it is not violent, because there is something in that internal force that can suppress the violence, and Shaolin calls it Buddhism. Buddhism is formless and colorless but can really be felt, the more virtuous and respected monks, the more profound the Dharma, the left swordsman also joked before: probably read more scriptures, more enlightenment, the Buddha appeared to give supernatural powers.

The reason why Shaolin's internal force is pure must be inseparable from Buddhism.

Mixed with the internal force of that Huiyuan was the murderous aura that the left swordsman was very familiar with.

It's hard to imagine that a person can juggle the Dharma and murderous spirit, and that they are already in opposition to each other.

Zuo Daoke had already listed all the monks he knew in his mind, guessing whose disciple it should be. As everyone knows, his initial idea of hiding his strength was all in vain, and Uncle Liu secretly wrote down Changqing and the other three people, especially the left swordsman, who had a taste that even he was afraid of.

Despite the hardships, they managed to get out of the way.

The moment he walked out of the exit, the pressure from the aisle was released at once, Changqing was light, his body seemed to be about to fly with the pace of the step, and he took a few big mouthfuls of air outside, which immediately relieved a lot of tense nerves, only to find that the sweat soaked through the clothes and was tightly adhered to his body.

Changqing didn't care too much, anyway, he could dry it in a while, he was concerned about Huiyuan's safety now, and when he saw Huiyuan's curious look looking around, he put his mind at ease.

Looking back at the dark road not far away, it is really a mixed taste, one is because of the difficulties and dangers, and the other is the weakness of one's own strength. Changqing secretly clenched his fists and made up his mind.

The left swordsman was the same as Changqing, and the horse under his crotch also did not resist the pressure and fell on the way, so when they came out, the three of them came out. There are only three of them, and the rest should be on horseback, on horseback, and in the palanquin. The jujube red horse pulling the cart shook the horse's head lightly, and the bell on the neck "jingled the bell" sounded, full of spirit and spirit, and did not show malaise.

Seeing this scene, Changqing suddenly woke up and said coldly: "Why didn't you remind us before that the horse can't stand the pressure there?"

Uncle Liu rode on the horse, looked down at Changqing, and said with a condescending attitude: "We are also here for the first time, and we are not familiar with the situation inside, and I hope that the little brother will not blame." ”

said that he was not to blame, but there was no apology in his tone.

Why are your horses fine, but ours alone not sustaining them?

Apparently they already knew something, they were prepared, they just didn't tell themselves.

Changqing didn't say anything more, and it didn't help to say anything more.

Hate made a note of it.