If you are attractive, you will definitely be motivated, and it didn't take long for Yang Jing to write down everything.

Dispelling those meaningless thoughts, and silently thinking about the content of the I Ching Forging Bone Chapter in his heart, Yang Jing quickly frowned.

He couldn't fully understand these things, but some of the meaning was clear. But even so, I still don't understand.

He doesn't know how to practice martial arts at all, after all, in reality, there is also martial arts content on the Internet, but even if he does it, he can't figure out the essence of it.

In the final analysis, martial arts cultivation is also a system, and any perfect system is not likely to be able to enter casually.

There must be a guide to this qiē, otherwise martial arts will not be difficult to hear in the real world.

"In the end, we still need to enter the Quanzhen Sect, and enlightenment and foundation are fundamental."

Muttering, the flashlight scanned the surroundings, this secret room is not very large, and there is a passage, which should be the path out of the tomb of the living dead.

The glow of the flashlight shone on a staircase, which was blocked by a wall, and anyone with a bit of a brain knew that it was supposed to be a trap passage.

Yang Jing was a little moved, now is the period of eagle shooting, and the case says that Li Mochou should still be in the ancient tomb. Maybe the little dragon girl is already there, but she's still a child.

It was also his wish to be able to meet them. Especially the little dragon girl, she is the most perfect goddess in her heart. It's a pity that he was touched by Yin Zhiping's thousand-knife killer.

Looking back now, he regretted it a little. I knew this, I should have set the time and place when the little dragon girl was just pointed, and then I would come by myself.

However, this idea was quickly banished by him, and it would be good if he had that strength. Otherwise, Yin Zhiping will come soon, and he may kill him directly.

"Forget it, don't talk about Lin Chaoying's maid, whether the second generation head of the Tomb Sect is still alive, even Li Mochou is not something I can resist, not to mention an old woman."

The strength of the second generation of the Tomb Sect is also very good, according to Li Mochou, he was seriously injured because of the battle with Ouyang Feng and finally died. Thinking about it, even if its strength is not comparable to Ouyang Feng, it should not be too bad.

After all, the Tomb Sect has always lived in seclusion, and one can imagine how scarce their combat experience is.

Ouyang Feng's combat effectiveness is strong, and he has so much combat experience that he can seize the opportunity in a light way, and it is not difficult to hit him hard in one fell swoop.

For Ouyang Feng, the Tomb Sect was really nothing, if it weren't for the Broken Dragon Stone, he might have been wiped out.

But Yang Jing is different, he is a rookie, and if he enters, he will probably be discovered immediately. What's more, there are so many mechanisms in the ancient tomb that the warrior can't enter and exit lightly, let alone him.

Giving up the idea of exploring, Yang Jing turned around and walked towards the passage.

The passage is not particularly long, and when you walk out of a few tens of meters, it is getting more and more humid all around.

When we finally came to a location, the waterhole sparkled in the light of a flashlight.

Yang Jing looked carefully and found that this waterway was living water, and there were signs of flowing, but it was not too big.

After scanning the surroundings, there was no other attraction on this side of the waterhole.

It is also said that in addition to martial arts, the entire ancient tomb can attract people, and there is only Yufeng pulp, will the scenery here be good?

I took off my clothes and hung naked.

Then I fiddled in countless poses in the open space, and did several squats, push-ups, etc., and my body gradually became hot.

After a while, I stopped to warm up, took out a waterproof flashlight and put it on the top of my head, and burrowed into the water with a pop.

As soon as I entered the pool, I couldn't help but shiver.

No wonder in the original work, Li Mochou was almost suffocated to death. It is said that with her cultivation, she should be able to persist even if she doesn't breathe for a long time.

Now that I think about it, it's not just that the other party can't swim, it's also because the water in this waterway is too cold. Too cold, plus not doing warm-up exercises, it is easy to cramp, and the consumption is naturally greater than usual.

Yang Jing waved his hands and feet, feeling completely let go, and he was also familiar with the water temperature, so he dived into the water.

His viscera had undergone primary strengthening, and he felt very comfortable in the water at the moment, holding his breath but not feeling too unpleasant.

There is only one passage in the waterway, and he is not worried about making a mistake, and he keeps fluttering, and the speed is significantly faster.

I don't know how long it was, but after about two or three minutes, when I felt a little difficult to hold my breath, I quickly took out an oxygen bag from the storage space.

I took a bite of the rubber tube, opened the oxygen bag, and took a gentle puff.

Exhaled turbid air from my nostrils, I suddenly felt more comfortable, and I suddenly swam more happily.

The waterway is longer than imagined, and Yang Jing has been prepared for this, otherwise Li Mochou would not have almost suffocated to death at the beginning.

So this time, Yang Jing specially controlled the oxygen bag and tried to last as long as possible.

Otherwise, once the oxygen runs out and you can't swim out of the waterway, you will have to go home, and all your plans will be in vain.

Time flew by, and slowly, his face turned a little blue. The oxygen bags have been replaced by two, and the third one is about to bottom out at the moment, but there is still no end in sight.

This situation made him a little anxious, diving is very testing of the body, and it is really beyond his imagination that he has not swam out for such a long time.

When biting the rubber tube of the last bag of oxygen bags, Yang Jing was in a trance, and his heart became even more apprehensive.

Oxygen can last a little longer, but his body is depleting it at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. Now the speed of diving is one-third of what it used to be, and every step takes a lot of effort.

The internal organs are boiling, but in the end, because of the lack of vitality, the power generated is insufficient.

Yang Jing's heart was extremely uncomfortable, and his mind was also cranky, and even his brain was a little sluggish.

In such a dark place, and the passage around him is not spacious, he feels like he is in a secret room, and the sense of oppression is constantly stimulating his mind, and the whole person is greatly affected because of this.

This is human nature, and Yang Jing knew from the beginning that he didn't have much guts. But he didn't expect that just the feeling of oppression like a secret room made him so uncomfortable.

If you dive into the deep sea in the future and see a pitch black and endless picture, I really don't know if your scalp will be numb, and even scare yourself to death in the end.

Just when the sense of oppression became more and more intense, the oxygen became less and less, and the body gradually decayed, Yang Jing even had the idea of leaving.

Suddenly, his figure froze, and his face showed a dull look of surprise. After inhaling a few large mouthfuls of oxygen, his feet jumped, and his body was actually on par with the speed at the beginning.

In the middle of the night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and in a valley of Zhongnan Mountain, in a waterhole that looked inconspicuous, there was a sudden sound of water waves slapping, and then a head quickly rushed out from below.

When the head leaves the water, it can't wait to gasp violently and fall back underwater.

When he reappeared on the surface of the water, his breathing was much smoother, and this ordinary face turned his head to look around, and then he collapsed on the water with a sigh of relief.

The water splashed slowly over his body, and Yang Jing leaned weakly against the waterhole, not even bothering to observe the surrounding environment, and the whole person was drowsy.

This waterway is really tormenting, and it has long consumed ninety percent of his energy and spirit. At the moment, it was muddy, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.