"It's not good, it seems to be poisonous in the strange book, it is emitted, and it is absorbed by itself" Zhang Jixiang suddenly woke up, shouted in his heart, and held his breath and steadied himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young man, come over here!" At this time, there seemed to be a faint and ghostly sound like a conjuring soul from a distance and near away, summoning Zhang Jixiang.

Zhang Jixiang involuntarily, hooked by the call, walked back step by step, and stopped in front of the statue of the monk sitting cross-legged through the layers of dust and mist.

"Who is it, who is speaking" Zhang Jixiang looked at the monk statue suspiciously and said, is it the statue that is speaking, is the Buddha manifested.

"Good, good, young man, everything is fateful, I'm waiting for someone who is destined, we are destined, I am glad to meet you, congratulations! You have found a strange and rare fruit, the nine-colored fruit This fruit bears a fruit for a hundred years, the effect is magical, the fairy fruit in the world, ordinary people take it, but the disease prolongs life, and the poison does not invade. Those who practice martial arts can take it for 100 years, and if they can take it, they can practice internal strength in time and practice it with luck, then the effect is better. The water is the rare jade tree juice in the world. These scriptures, silk paintings, books are after the venom bubble, after drying, collection and preservation, the above are poisonous, after poisoning, there is no medicine to detoxify, only hurry up according to the posture in the book and the painting posture on the wall in the cave practice, practice for a long time, the poison will naturally disappear, the treasures here, can not be taken for themselves, the time to see the light of day has not arrived. My mission is complete, hello do it yourself" The corners of the mouth of the monk statue sitting cross-legged seem to be moving, talking, after saying this, the statue of the monk sitting cross-legged, motionless, no more movement, Zhang Jixiang stepped forward and touched the monk statue, it is a clay statue, not a person dressed up, it may have been spelled, it is a spell that works, and the clay statue will speak.

In the dark, in the stone room, not far away, the shadow of the monk's statue flickered, gloomy, slim, gray and gloomy...

Zhang Jixiang came back to his senses, quickly meditated, sank into the dantian, read the first sentence of the book several times, memorized it, and then according to the experience, repeatedly practiced the internal strength and heart method, the unity of heaven and man, the qi and veins are connected, and gradually felt that the true qi of the whole body flowed, the head was filled with steaming white gas, the bones were ringing, and the body felt much more comfortable, and combined with the painting posture on the wall to practice. The poses of these murals look like dance moves at first glance, but in fact they contain martial arts stunts, and when you practice, you will feel that they are mysterious, and if you practice them, you will think they are dancing, and they will be beautifully danced. If you regard the different forms of movements on the mural as martial arts movements, which are "external strength" skills, and the scriptures are "internal strength" mental methods, and practice the movements repeatedly and practice them together with internal martial arts, then you will practice peerless martial arts and will be invincible in the world.

There is a large locust forest in the underground palace, there are two strange trees in the locust forest, a hundred fruit trees, a tree has been full of hundreds of fruits for many years, there are Li Guangxing, sand fruit, fairy peach, apple, plum, jujube, etc., there is also a tree, called the seven-color tree, there are seven colors on the tree, only one seven-color fruit bears, as big as a fresh peach, there are seven colors on it, it only bears fruit once in seven years, only bears seven fruits, it is a fairy fruit in the world, eat a mouthful of a taste. When Zhang Jixiang is hungry, pick and eat, these are the things that strengthen the body, there is a spring surrounded by the desert under the poplar forest, the spring water is not dry, it will not be buried by the sand, it is called the crescent moon spring, the spring water can be drunk to strengthen the body, prolong life, go to all kinds of diseases, there are iron-backed fish in the spring, catch the roast and eat. Zhang Jixiang finished practicing a book posture, and then practiced a painting posture on the wall, I felt that it was not too difficult, practiced to the second volume, it was already winter, the cold wind was biting, Zhang Jixiang began to feel very cold, the more I practiced, the more I didn't feel cold, practiced to the third volume, more profound, the progress was slower, it took a long time, when practicing, meditate every day, I didn't feel lonely, unconsciously, time, passed, from a thin person, to a strong person, the poison on the body was also exhausted, and then turned over the Tibetan scriptures and the silk paintings in the cave, there was no sign of poisoning.

Zhang Jixiang looked at the knife on the top of the cave at this time, because the sand in the cave has gone, now he can't reach the handle, Zhang Jixiang jumped up, held the handle, Zhang Jixiang was hung in the air, latent internal force, "snort", pulled out, at this time, the statue of the monk sitting cross-legged, suddenly, dissolved into sand, have fallen, Zhang Jixiang turned his head from the air, fell gently, only to see the dark knife surface engraved with the words "Soul Breaking Knife", as well as "Nine Heavens Soul, all into it" eight characters, Zhang Jixiang stretched out his hand and flicked, There was a heavy sound on the knife, and the knife was swung to cut at the protruding piece of the cave wall, and the rocks scattered in all directions, becoming fragments, and falling one after another, like cutting tofu, without making a sound at all, the treasure knife, it was really a treasure knife.

Zhang Jixiang went to a locust forest and danced according to the moves in the painting posture on the wall he had learned, only to see the knife light flickering, and dancing to the back, but he saw a white light, turning around in the air, suddenly left, suddenly right, suddenly upward, suddenly downward, suddenly forward. Suddenly, fluttering uncertainly, such as a light breeze without a shadow, for a while, like a storm, unpredictable, dancing to a hurry and shouting, cutting down to the rows of trees in front of him, in the blink of an eye, the knife from the hundred trees to the waist, Zhang Jixiang has turned out of the air, exited five zhang away, only to listen to the sound of the tree falling behind him, the sky darkened, looking back, the tree fell and shook the sand and dust, obscuring the light.

Zhang Jixiang bowed three times to the mural, and then put the scriptures and silk paintings, sorted out, filled with thick sand, twisted the mechanism next to the mural, the small door slowly closed, turned around and walked out along the original road just came out of the cave, only to hear the back of the "boom" A large amount of sand fell down and sealed the hole, the appearance can not see a trace, the vibration sound of the sand falling, even with the big stone Buddha statue shakes, scared more than a dozen middle-aged male and female tourists, thinking that the Buddha appeared, trembling kneeling and kowtowing again and again. After a period of panic, the calm was restored, the group of tourists calmed down a little, and then stood up again to visit, Zhang Jixiang took the opportunity to follow behind this group of tourists, circling around the big Buddha statue in the cave, hoping that I can come from time to time in the future to bring good luck. Turning in circles, round and round, while turning, while looking at the mural fairy on the wall, the mood can not be calm for a long time, the flying fairy flying on the mural is also with Zhang Jixiang, spinning, Zhang Jixiang is so happy, how happy, this is the feeling in my dream.

Zhang Jixiang felt dizzy, his eyes were spinning rapidly, and his body was about to fall, so he held on to the wall, closed his eyes, and rested for a while, the noisy sound of tourists in his ears gradually disappeared, Zhang Jixiang opened his eyes, the surroundings were empty, there was no one else, only Mo Feitian, I saw Mo Feitian admiring the mural along the steps, while learning the dance of the mural, dancing, Zhang Jixiang was intoxicated by the exquisite mural and Mo Feitian's dance, and felt that the dance on the mural and Mo Feitian's dance was fascinating, Zhang Jixiang also learned to dance, The dance skills seem to have improved to a level, unconsciously, there is a misty fairyland in front of you, a burst of strange fragrance fairy music, fluttering, the music is full, the sound of bells is endless, only to see the clouds flying in the sky, Bodhisattva, Maiko, Shanshan dance, they seem to be calling Zhang Jixiang, come on! Come on! Dance with us. As if by magic, Zhang Jixiang involuntarily walked forward, dancing with them, quiet in their joy.

Suddenly, the clouds dissipated, the dancing flying sky, the Bodhisattva, and the Maiko were all gone, and a huge skull appeared, and a lot of blood flowed out of the empty eye sockets, and the terrifying laughter of "hahaha" echoed in a hideous look. Zhang Jixiang was so frightened that he lost his center of gravity and fell forward.