After I glanced around, I didn't find anything particularly obvious, except for the female corpse stained with my blood, whose face was ruddy at the moment, and her breathing fluctuations were more obvious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info As for the rest, I can't see it.

The ancestor said: These corpses are all people who died to take away the fire lotus. But strictly speaking, they are not dead, but awake!

"Wake up?"

"Yes, wake up! Can you understand it as a sober corpse, do you know why their corpses don't rot or rot? Because they died here in order to take away the fire lotus, and their hearts are very resentful, it is because of this hatred that they will not rot in the flesh, if you don't appease them in advance, and take the fire lotus hastily, then you will definitely be attacked by the group! ”

Hearing what the ancestor said, I nodded and asked, "Then what should I do?" Is it really necessary for one person to give a drop of blood? Isn't that a bit much...

The ancestor said: That's not necessary, do you have any cigarettes? Give me one.

I handed my ancestor a cigarette. He pinched my fingers, put a drop of blood on it, and said to me: ignite.

Lighting the cigarette, the ancestor put the cigarette next to the fire lotus stone platform, and wisps of green smoke kept coming out of the scarlet cigarette butt.

The old ancestor looked around and said, "Seniors and juniors, the fire lotus can only be taken by those who have a coincidence, and everyone knows this. I hope you don't get in the way, thank you!

The cultivation of the ancestors still has to say good things about these awakened corpses, which shows that there are too many strange places in the Tianshan Mountain.

I held up my flashlight and shone it around, these awake corpses could breathe after all, and the smell of smoke wafting out, they more or less inhaled it into their nostrils, it was the smell of smoke with the smell of my blood.

Inhaling the smoke, their faces became more and more rosy, and their breathing became smoother, but they just stayed where they were.

This should be what the ancestor said about waking up corpses and turning into dead corpses.

Make sure none of them are going to cheat the corpse again. The ancestor said to me, "Okay, now drop the blood on the fire lotus, and remember to drop it into the flower bones and into the stamens."

I hummed, jumped on the stone platform, squeezed my fingers hard, and suddenly a bean-sized drop of blood gushed out of the wound, and I aimed my fingertips at the middle of the fire lotus. Only then did he shake his fingers slightly. Shake off the drops of blood.

Smack!

Blood dripped into the fire lotus, and after a few moments, the bottom of the pit was still silent, and nothing happened.

I asked the ancestor: What is the situation? Which step is not right?

The ancestor had also been hysterical for a long time, and he muttered: No.

No matter how much the ancestor wondered, he never approached the stone platform, and there was a distance of about two or three meters from the stone platform. I said, "Ancestor, you should come up and take a look."

The ancestor shook his head and said, "I can't go up to the Fire Lotus Stone Platform, I will die if I get on it, and that's something that only mortals can get close to."

After a pause of more than ten seconds, suddenly, there was a bang, bang, bang sound from the stone lotus flower bones.

The sound was like ice breaking, and I was so excited that I quickly jumped off the stone platform. He has a number on the intestines.

When I raised my flashlight and looked at the stone lotus flower bones, I was completely shocked, and I secretly admired, who could make such a miracle work?

Cracks began to appear on the bones of the stone lotus, and the cracks were small and thin at first. Slowly, the cracks grew bigger and longer, like a basketball-sized flower bone, and within a few moments it was already full of cracks, like a hard-boiled egg about to break.

Syllable!

With a muffled sound, the flower bones instantly cracked from the inside, and the stones on the outside shattered to the ground, and what was exposed inside shocked the ancestors.

There was nothing else in the stamen of this stone lotus, except a flame similar to a candlelight, which was blood-red and only the size of a finger.

"Is this the Fire Lotus?" I turned my head and asked the ancestor.

The ancestor stared at that little spark and said: That's right, this should be the fire lotus, the fire lotus that the old lama said is not the lotus flower blooming petals, but this stone flower shatters from the inside, revealing a little spark inside.

"What are we supposed to do? Could it be like the Olympics, lighting the flame beforehand and then passing it back? "When I found the fire lotus, I was obviously relieved, and there was a hint of ridicule in my tone.

Old Ancestor thought for a while and said, "This is simple, I remember that you have a charm on you, right?"

I handed the ancestor a piece of the simplest yellow paper charm, the ancestor pinched the charm, gently stretched out to the fire lotus, and lit the charm with the flame of the fire lotus, when the charm burned into black ash, the ancestor held the black ash in one hand, pinched my mouth with the other hand, and directly poured the black ash into it.

A burnt smell rushed into my nostrils, making me almost vomit, but the ancestor forcibly covered my mouth and nose, so that I couldn't vomit, so I could only swallow the spell stiffly.

And the little spark that represented the fire lotus, after igniting the spell, slowly extinguished.

I pinched my neck, kept swallowing and spitting, and asked the ancestor: Is this considered to have taken away the fire lotus?

Old Ancestor snorted and turned his head to look around, as if he was looking for a way out.

"Am I going to be great? For example, if you have mana, you can fly away from the sky or something? "I think it should be a great thing that the fire lotus can be so magical and can make so many people die here.

The ancestor sneered and said: You think too much. The fire lotus is just a test for you by the mysterious power of the Tianshan Mountains, at best it is a cluster of flames, and if you eat that flame, it means that you have passed the test, it's as simple as that.

I see.

I was a little disappointed on my face, and the ancestor said: Flying away, that's nonsense, I haven't seen this kind of character in my hundreds of years.

Dare to make trouble for so long, and eat a big mouthful of black ash, but it is not good for my body, which is really a bit tangled.

At this moment, when I was following the ancestor to find a way out, I couldn't help but ask: Ancestor, what kind of physique are you?

The ancestor thought for a while and said to me: I am not a human, nor a ghost, nor a zombie, nor a demon, do you think you are very curious?

I mumbled and said, "Very curious!"

"That day, Hai Dacheng used the Dragon Technique to deal with me, you see my body turn into a puddle, and then condense again, don't you also think it's very powerful?"

I hurriedly said: yes, super powerful!

The ancestor said: I am just a piece of iron.

I was stunned at first, I didn't understand the meaning of the ancestor's words, and after a while, I was shocked: You... You... Are you a piece of iron?

"Hai Dacheng used the dragon technique to deal with me, just to make me melt, only this method can deal with me, but unfortunately his ability is too low. I assassinated the Emperor of Japan in 43 years, why could the atomic bomb burn my face? Because of the high temperature generated by the atomic bombing, even I couldn't bear it, and I was lucky that I didn't get burned to death. ”

I was secretly shocked, thinking to myself that the ancestor was really a strange person.

"Are you using someone else's soul, or your own?" I couldn't help but ask again.

The ancestor was stunned, as if he had suddenly thought of something far away, and after a long time, he sighed, didn't say a word, and walked away.

When we got out of the cave, I suddenly felt that it was not so cold to stand in the snow, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or if I stayed in the cave for too long, and I didn't feel cold all of a sudden.

On the way back, the ancestor still held my hand and walked on the mountain road, turning back from time to time to warn me to be careful.

When he was about to reach the nine-story tower, he said: "Take a rest today, look for the ice snake tomorrow, if you can make the ice snake dance, then what you have done in the Tianshan Mountains this time can be done!"

"Where's the Ice Snake?" I asked in a whisper.

The old ancestor shook his head and said: I don't know, I also have to ask the old lama, he is most familiar with the situation in the Tianshan Mountain.

Before we could speak, we arrived at the door of the nine-story tower, and the footprints that had been stepped on in front of the door had long since been re-covered by the heavy snow.

It was dark at the moment, but I could see the dim light of the fire through the crack in the door, and it should be a group of people sitting around the fire chatting.

But I stepped forward and pushed the door open to see that the room was quiet.

The firewood in the fire, from time to time there is a crackling sound, that is, the water in the firewood is burned dry caused by the cracking, the teapot on the stove is gurgling, the teapot spout is emitting bursts of white smoke, and the water is also boiled.

But the house was empty!