There was only one lone table in the room, and there were only three things on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One of them is a newly made tablet with the name of "Xie Jingrui" written on it, which is the name of the predecessors buried in the tomb found by Yi Hongyan and Changming in the dragon's lair, but I don't know what Xie Jingrui has to do with Yunwu West Mountain.

After all, Xie Jingrui was already an ancient man many years ago. And this tablet doesn't reveal much information.

Su Bai took Sang Zizi to bow to the tablet, and then his eyes swept to the other two things on the table.

A yellowed book, with a small seal on the top of the writing of the "Buckle Heart Sutra" three words, Su Bai used to be a little ancient book, so this font is not unfamiliar, and Sang Zizi has a mother who likes calligraphy very much, when he was a child, he helped collect things like calligraphy, and he also recognized the small seal characters.

On the other hand, it's a farro-like object.

Su Bai frowned, then chose the "Heart Sutra" first, and began to read it.

The content of the book is extremely obscure, and it is difficult not to understand what it is said for a while.

And Sang Zizi thought that the conch was interesting, and played with it in his hand, but he didn't find anything, and there was no mystery at all.

"Hey, why is there no use for it? Su Bai, is this the fate you are talking about? Why do I want to feel blinded? It can't be that Yunwu Xishan is not willing to take out the opportunity at all, so it fools us, right? Sang Zizi said suspiciously.

Su Bai shook his head: "It shouldn't be like this, I believe in Linlang Immortal Gu's person." ”

He didn't tell Sang Zizi that he was now the person behind the clouds and mist mountains, and it was impossible for Linlang Immortal Gu to fool anyone.

"This 'Heart Sutra' should be the brainchild of this ancient senior, but its Chinese characters are too dry and mysterious, I understand. I don't know if it's because of my lack of knowledge. Zizi, how are you coming? Su Bai said, handing the book to Sang Zizi.

And Sang Zizi passed the conch in his hand to Su Bai.

When the two of them took over the objects in each other's hands at the same time, the change rose sharply!

When Sang Zizi's fingers touched the Buckle Heart Sutra, a large area of blue gold suddenly surged on her body, which was the dragon qi she obtained in the dragon's den.

And Su Bai took the conch, and a black cloud like ink suddenly appeared behind him, and there seemed to be a real dragon rolling in the cloud, hideous and terrifying.

The aura of lapis gold is submerged in the books, and the black qi is inhaled by the conch.

The eyes of the two people were dilated at the same time, and then it was as if they had fallen into a big dream.

Sang Zizi seemed to suddenly appear on the top of a high mountain, there was a futon on the top of the mountain, and the blue-gold air flow slowly rotated and slowly condensed, and it became a vague figure with a high crown and broad belt.

This figure first saluted Sang Zizi, and then sat down on the futon, like opening his mouth, and then all kinds of wonderful sounds resounded between heaven and earth.

If Su Bai listens, he will find that what this figure expounds is the mysterious avenue of the "Heart Sutra".

In Su Baibi's obscure scriptures, as soon as they were expounded by this kind of wonderful sound, they immediately gave Sang Zizi a feeling of empowerment. Gather your mind now, listen quietly, and don't let this wonderful opportunity slip through your fingers.

While Sang Zizi was receiving some kind of mysterious, inheritance-like benefits, a shocking battle was being staged in Su Bai's "dream".

The two sides of the battle are even more mysterious, it is a black dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and there is a conch that has been magnified many times, almost stuffing a Tarzan.

The conch whined, and the endless wind surged in, blowing away all the ink clouds that filled the black dragon's body, completely revealing the black dragon's hideous body.

This wind was like a giant knife, slashing at the black dragon's body.

The black dragon was furious, the dragon's tail flicked, majestic to the sky, and smashed directly on the conch, the conch was beaten downward, but it persevered, and the "woo" sound was still endless.

Su Bai was like a bystander, fighting each other. The discolored scene can't help but feel melancholy in my heart, and I don't know if this opportunity is a blessing or a curse.

The enemy is not hateful, and the enemy is cool, and the moon is sun

It is obvious that the conch just wants to suppress the black dragon, and even wants to divide the black dragon into corpses. And the black dragon was extremely irritable, and in the face of the threat of the conch, he was furious, not counting the pounce and bite, but to crush the conch and explode.

This battle seemed to take place in the endless chaotic void, there were no mountains and rivers, naturally there was no such terrifying thing as changing the terrain, only endless winds, roars, and crashes.

The knot is not hateful, and the party is not troublesome

Gradually, Su Bai began to notice the huge magic conch, and the whining sound began to become smaller, and cracks appeared on the surface. The black dragon's arrogance is even more arrogant and domineering, with teeth and claws, and its attacks are even more violent and domineering.

Su Bai felt something in his heart, and gradually frowned, and the snail was defeated, and infinite worries rose in his heart.

The conch screamed, extremely sad, and Su Bai's heart ached: "Does it want me to help it?" ”

He hesitated a little for a while, the black dragon was brutal, and he couldn't wait to get rid of it, but after all, this thing was deeply rooted in his soul, and it was already one, if he really broke up the black dragon, what if he was finished? Besides, he didn't know how to help.

As time passed, there were more and more cracks on the conch, and the whining sound became more and more sad, and Su Bai felt as if he was about to cry in his heart.

He clenched his fists, his face suddenly became hideous, and he shouted: "Death is death, conch, I'll help you!" ”

With a loud shout, he flew out, like a stream of fireflies hitting the Tianshan Mountain!

At this moment, a miraculous thing happened, his body quickly became larger in the process of flying away, as high as 10,000 feet, standing up to the sky and the earth, and with a move of his palm, the sword fell into his grasp today.

When the black dragon saw him coming, he let out a long groan and hit him hard, Su Bai swung his knife and slashed, smashing it on the dragon's head, and there was a huge collision with the dragon's horns.

The voice of the conch suddenly raised its voice, as if it was overjoyed by Su Bai's appearance, and it actually flew and fell into Su Bai's left hand.

The ship does not enmity and hatred, and the ghost is far away from the ghost and the cold magic month

Su Bai felt something, picked up the conch, put it to his mouth, and blew it.

The power of the conch was several times greater than when he urged it before, and countless winds surged, seemingly turning into thousands of chains, binding to the black dragon's body.

The enemy is far away, the ball is a ghost, and the master is ruthless

The black dragon struggled for a while, but he couldn't break free.

Su Bai gritted his teeth, raised his knife and slashed again, and a thousand armies fell, unmatched, and directly cut off a claw of the black dragon.

The black dragon broke its claws, screaming in grief, and the broken dragon claws turned into ink clouds again in the air, and then a miniature version of the black dragon appeared in the ink clouds.

As soon as it appeared, it was immediately suppressed by countless gangfeng.

At this moment, Su Bai seemed to finally understand the meaning of the conch, laughed, raised the long knife, and slashed again.