The five people looked unusual.

What the monks rely on the most is their own cultivation, and now they can't use the True Yuan, how is it different from an unarmed mortal? However, in this case, Kuzen retained its strength. Although they had cooperated closely before, Kuzen had always looked very credible, but they hadn't forgotten that he was a disciple of the White Bone Temple!

Kuzen didn't seem to notice the sudden silence of everyone, and still said indifferently: "The aura of this place is weird, and it is quite similar to my White Bone Temple, but the level is much higher, but it looks like the legendary Yellow Spring." ”

"Yellow Springs?" Xiao Zhengyi's eyes flashed, and his words were full of surprise, "The legendary Netherworld? ”

After the Cangming Realm was isolated, many things were lost, and the Netherworld Mansion became a legend. Difu Huangquan, the six reincarnations, many people think it is just a legend, but among the Confucian cultivators, some people firmly believe that these are not legends, but the exact existence of zài, Xiao Zhengyi is one of them.

Kuzen said: "Don't you feel the thick death in it? ”

Hearing him say this, Lingyu felt that his whole body was very heavy, so heavy that it seemed that his limbs were numb. She was secretly surprised, the stagnation of the true yuan was just enough, and she even felt numb, which was really not a good phenomenon.

"There's no way to fix it?" Yan Xing's brows were knotted several times.

This sentence pulled Xiao Zhengyi's thoughts back, and he said: "As the dry Zen Taoist said, this dead qi is so mysterious, I'm afraid it is not at all something that a foundation-building monk like us can restrain at all." In fact, it is not easy for us to be eroded by dead air. ”

As he spoke, he held his chin and said to himself: "It's really weird, the death breath is extremely strong." It's so mysterious. Why haven't we been eroded? "Dead air is a very domineering breath. It's not a good thing for a living person to get wet, and mortals still have corpse poison. For monks, corpse poison is not a big deal, the key is that the death qi in it, if it accumulates too much, it will be like maggots attached to the bones, eroding from the flesh into the meridians, eroding the true essence of the body into a mixture.

"The poor monk can't figure it out." Kuzen said. "In our White Bone Temple, there is a secluded pond that specializes in cultivating dead qi, if the cultivation does not meet the requirements, you must not enter it, otherwise it will be eroded by dead qi. The death qi here is obviously purer than the hidden pool, and contains many mysterious powers, but it does not erode the flesh, why is this......"

Even professionals like Kuzen don't understand. How much more are they? Once again, everyone felt the gap in their cultivation, if they had reached the Transformation of God like those great powers...... No. Even if it's just a Yuan Baby, you won't be so confused, right? Now that they have entered this strange place, they have lost their cultivation and have no direction, and they really don't know what to do next.

This group of people didn't notice that the powerful contrast of power made their vision improve a lot unconsciously, and even Yuan Ying could only "count".

Xu Wei looked up at the starry sky above and said, "Those Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators are right behind us, it stands to reason that they should have also come in, why are they missing?" ”

With this reminder, everyone looked up, but there was nothing but the starry sky.

To say that the people who come down will fall in different places, this is obviously not right, the six of them came down in batches. It would not be right to say that those Infant Monks did not come down, and when they jumped down, they clearly felt the powerful pressure of the Infant Monks following closely behind.

"I'm afraid they can control where they fall." In order to avoid the erosion of dead air, Lingyu put away the Kanli Sword. Alas, this is a real defenseless.

No other explanation can be found for this reason.

The crowd fell silent again. Since entering the Immortal City, I don't know how many times, they feel that they are lacking in cultivation and knowledge, and they are always helpless in the face of many situations. Especially here, the unfamiliar environment has lost its strength. Under their feet is the black river, and beyond the river is the vast starry sky, without cultivation, they will never dare to step out of the river, even if it is dry Zen. After all, they were sure that the dead air in the river did not have the power to erode it, and if the starry sky could not stand people, it would be funny, as a monk, fall to death or something......

Yan Xing couldn't even control himself, and he felt remorse. If she hadn't been interested in Lingyu and Xu Yan's words, she wouldn't have joined the search for Immortal City, and naturally she wouldn't have been trapped here, and she couldn't go back.

But she was a veteran monk who had built the foundation for many years, and this thought flashed through her mind, and she was immediately suppressed by herself. At this point, remorse is useless, and time is always spent on remorse, how can there be progress in cultivation? It is imperative to break this dilemma.

She took a deep breath, turned her head around, and began to take in her surroundings.

The same is true of Lingyu, she is not a person who thinks too much, on the contrary, her thoughts are not so messy, which can be regarded as a short and a long.

Stars, rivers, voids...... It seems that the space is infinite, but the internal space of this thing has become a world of its own, right? If it's a magic weapon, what does it do? This thing is buried in the abyss, does it mean that it is related to Dayan City? Many Yuanying monks rushed to come, what was it for?

Lingyu looked far away, and seemed to see the center of the big river in the distance, with a little bright light......

"What's that?" She blurted out.

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing and saw that little bit of light.

Xiao Zhengyi suddenly thought of something, stretched out his hand, drew a simple curve in the void, thought about it, and added a circle outside, and suddenly the whole person was stunned.

"Husband?" Miao Yan was the first to notice his abnormality.

Xiao Zhengyi came back to his senses and found that everyone's eyes were on him, and said with a cautious expression: "Everyone, please take a look." He repeated what he had just done, "What does this look like?" ”

Lingyu said: "Tai Chi? "He first drew a vertical curve, and then added a circle, as long as he dotted two more points, it was the shape of a yin and yang fish, isn't that Tai Chi?

Xiao Zhengyi took a deep breath and nodded: "Tai Chi, Da Yan is not divided, it is easy to be Tai Chi." ”

"Dayan City?" Yan Xing said intuitively, "Could it be that this is Dayan City?" ”

Although it is said that Dayan is not a city, this shape is ...... It's incredible, isn't it?

"I don't know if it's Dayan City. But. Since it's Tai Chi......" Xiao Zhengyi stopped halfway through his words. He didn't know whether to say the following words or not.

"Since it is Tai Chi, it is the anode that produces yin, and the cathode produces yang, and there must be a way to live!" Xu Wei took over the conversation.

"It stands to reason that this is the ......" kept suffering blows along the way, and Xiao Zhengyi was not sure.

Lingyu looked along the river, and indeed, the shape of this black river was the curve of the yin and yang fish. Several of them stood at the tail end, the back getting narrower and narrower, and the front getting wider and wider, forming a fish head, but it was so coincidental that there was a little light in the center of the fish head, which was the point she had just seen.

Yin-Yang fish, the true Yin-Yang fish.

Could it be that this is really the real body of Dayan City? Dayan is the number of days, Taiji is the beginning of the mixing of heaven and earth, and Dayan City is really this shape. It's not unusual. Avatar Monk, really have such a powerful power?

Lingyu instinctively didn't believe it. When a monk reaches the realm of transforming into a god, he can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, but it's not so exaggerated, right? However, having said that, she is only a foundation building monk, trapped in knowledge, how to transform into a god, is only contained in the classics, what the predecessors have said, and she has not seen it with her own eyes, for fear that it will not be accurate.

"Since it is the cathode that produces the yang, is the way to life at that point?" Yan Xing pointed to the point that Lingyu had just said.

"It should be." Xiao Zhengyi said.

"So what are we waiting for?" Yan Xing did not hesitate and walked away.

"There's really nothing to wait for, let's try it." Xu Yi put the purple thunder sword into the sword box and moved forward.

When the two of them move, the others have nothing to hesitate about, they have to do something, and they can't wait here in vain.

The river is very shallow, this is not actually water, and the dead air is too pure, condensed into water, and walking in it, there is not much resistance.

It's just that a few of them, except for Kuzen, have all lost their cultivation, and they can only walk on their legs, and they don't know how long they will have to walk. If they are Qi refining cultivators and can't clear the valley, they are afraid that they will starve to death before they reach it.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Kuzen said, "the poor monk still has cultivation in his body, so it is better to take a step first." ”

Xu Wei nodded lightly: "Fellow Daoists, please." ”

It's just a temporary companion, and it's pointless to drag Kuzen back at this time. Besides, among the six people, only Kuzen still has cultivation in his body, what can he do to hold him back? He took the first step, and the others ended up with ease.

Kuzen didn't say anything more, holding a bone staff, and after a while, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

In the next few days, except for a little rest when you are too tired, a group of five people will keep moving forward in the big river. The river widened, but the point of light became more and more distant.

Despite the best efforts of several people, the atmosphere of anxiety unconsciously permeated the entire team. When will we reach the end? Will it never go?

Just when the anxious emotions couldn't stop it, they suddenly found that there was a running shadow in front of them.

"That's ......" Xiao Zhengyi's face changed slightly, in disbelief.

"Dry Zen?" Yan Xing exclaimed in surprise.

The shadow stopped, and turned. The half-draped monk's robe, holding a bone staff, and a string of skulls hanging on his chest, is it just dry Zen?

Seeing a few of them, Kuzen's expressionless face also fluctuated: "You ......"

Both sides look at each other. It's been a few days since they've been apart, and how can they catch up with what they fly and what they go?

"Fellow Zen Daoist, aren't you waiting for us?" For a long time, Yan Xing joked.

Kuzen looked at her silently and didn't speak.

The smile on Yan Xing's face became more and more reluctant, and finally put it away. She also knew that it was impossible, just hopeful.

The encounter between the two sides illustrates a terrible fact, if you want to get to that point, you can't just rely on your legs, there are mysteries in it that they don't know. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info. )

PS: After flipping through the testimonials in the first few chapters, I feel as if I either just woke up every day, or rushed to sleep. To be honest, I've been feeling a lot of energy lately, and yesterday Sunday, I played a game of offense and defense, and for two hours, I was so tired that I fell asleep. It's been a muddy day today, and I can't lift my spirits, and I don't have the strength to write updates. Mom said, maybe the confinement didn't sit well, and all aspects didn't recover, alas, you can learn from it.