About a week later, a huge piece of good news spread throughout Taihang.

After exploring in the intricate karst cave for more than a month, the people of the rivers and lakes finally found their way to the deepest part of the Xianmen ruins.

The lucky one this time is none other than others.

It was the last disciple of the Huashan faction who brought the news of the Xianmen ruins to the rivers and lakes, Che Hua Shaoxia.

He and Xiao Lingsu, the eldest disciple of the Jade Emperor Palace, explored the ruins for several days with some decent masters, and finally found the right way.

He also invited the Mo family craftsman, and after breaking through the roadblock, he entered the core of the Xianmen Ruins.

The boxy stone chamber.

There is nothing in it, there is no book of cheats, there is no immortal elixir, and there is no immortal blade.

Only one pool had dried up, but it was still glowing blue.

Perhaps more than a hundred years ago, there were some treasures in this pool, but now, it is of no use except for emitting light and lighting.

The Jianghu people who came in first were a little disappointed.

But soon, they were ecstatic.

"It is said that at the end of the ruins, on the shadow stone wall, a complete set of Xianmen swordsmanship is engraved, and there is news from people who know the goods.

It is said that the swordsmanship is cultivated to the extreme, which is the difference between immortals and mortals. ”

In the depths of Taihang Mountain, in front of the main gate of the mountain stream leading to the ruins, the disciples of the Heluo Gang, the Jade Emperor Palace and the Pure Yang Sect, as well as the hidden buildings and the beggar gang, were all guarding there.

There were also hundreds of Jianghu people, waiting in front of the collapsed cave, everyone whispering, especially those swordsmen who were learning swords, and it was difficult to hide the joy on their faces.

"Isn't it that these five major sects have united with the Hidden Building, and they can't swallow the swordsmanship of the Immortal Family alone?"

Someone whispered:

"That's what I'm waiting for! Why don't you let me wait in? ”

"You're shouting!"

Someone immediately explained:

"The three families said that they were afraid that the people of the rivers and lakes would go in and cause some trouble, some of the ruins are not all good things, and there are some harmful organs, which are being cleaned up.

Someone has already gone to ask Daoist Chonghe and Zhang Tugou to preside over the situation.

The three families let out a word, but the stone wall was huge, and they couldn't be moved.

When the Taoist chief and the big dragon head come, we will be able to enter it, and everyone will have a share in observing swordsmanship, as for whether they can learn it, it depends on the fate. ”

"That's what I said."

There are also people who have suspicions, saying:

"That Chong and Dao Chang are indeed famous martial arts masters.

But this time they also came to the Jade Emperor Palace to hunt for treasures, I can't say which side the old Taoist long's heart is biased, it is said that there are still some dark rooms in this ruins that have not been found, how should the treasures be divided?

Everyone has helped. ”

"The lucky guys who went in first weren't kicked out. What are you afraid of?

Could it be that you want to encourage us to rush in, fight with the three factions, and then let you wait for these people to pick up the bargain?

Hurry up and put away that sinister idea, everyone is not stupid, who can you hide from those careful thoughts? ”

There were whispers in the crowd, and ideas abounded.

As time passed, the people of the rivers and lakes who searched all over the mountains continued to join in, and by the afternoon, the valley was already full of tourists from the rivers and lakes.

The atmosphere became a little restless for a while, and some antagonism, and the disciples of the four factions guarding the entrance of the cave, and the people in the hidden building, also raised their spirits.

They blocked here, in addition to waiting for Chong and Lao Dao and Zhang Tugou, who could suppress the scene, to come over, they were indeed a little cautious.

The people of the four major factions and the hidden building were all in the stone room at this time, and they seized the time to rub and photograph the swordsmanship on the stone wall.

And just an hour ago, there was a treasure hunter in the hidden building, and in a mechanism under the stone wall, he found several secret scrolls of the Xianmen.

That's where the real big head of the ruins lies.

The thirteen volumes of the secret book of Taihang Xianmen are all-encompassing, obscure, from swordsmanship, martial arts, mental methods to alchemy, astrology, and even immortal arts.

The Book of Heaven is a secret that only the high-ranking sects know.

It is also the true essence of the Xianmen inheritance.

Including the scroll brought out by Che Hua, seven volumes have now been found, and these days, what the disciples of the Great Sect are looking for in the ruins are these scattered heavenly books.

But these things are too much to do.

The four factions and Yinlou have reached an agreement, and they can't be known by these people in the rivers and lakes, otherwise it will be another bloody storm in an instant.

With different visions, the things you crave are naturally different.

But Rao is like this, the other treasures found in the ruins, those entry-level martial arts and internal strength, the elixirs scattered everywhere, and some secret treasures left over from thousands of years ago are enough to make the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes shine.

"The Taoist chief and the big dragon head are here!"

The sound of an eager call rang out in the crowd.

Everyone got out of the way, so that their faces were calm, and Zhang Tugou, who was wearing a beggar's robe, holding a green bamboo stick, and Chonghe Daoist, who had a gentle face, entered the ruins.

These two people are famous in the rivers and lakes, and they can suppress the scene.

"Fellow travelers, I have heard about this place."

Zhang Tugou exchanged glances with the beggar disciples guarding the door, and after getting a confirmed look, he turned around, made a circle to the crowd behind him, and said loudly:

"Don't worry, I've always been fair in my beggar gang, and I've also discussed it with the head of the Daoist Chonghe, which will let everyone enter the ruins.

But in order to avoid chaos in many people, everyone came in batches.

Fifty people go in each time, and they must not stay for more than an hour after entering, wait for the first group of people to come out, and the next group of people to go in again!

Everyone has a share, and everyone should not fight. ”

Zhang Tugou's voice fell, and Chong He, who was twisting his beard here, also said:

"Poor Dao has heard the disciple describe that swordsmanship, which is a real immortal stunt, but this kind of secret swordsmanship only depends on chance, not identity.

If there is fate, you can understand it at a glance.

If you don't have a chance, even if you stay there for more than ten years, you can't get it.

Rest assured, once this relic has been explored, it will be open to the rivers and lakes, and there will be the Heluo Gang and the Beggar Gang guarding here in the future.

As long as the ruins are not destroyed, as long as they are righteous colleagues, they can come here to observe. ”

The two masters threw down the rules, which was very fair, and most people recognized it, even if others had other ideas in their hearts.

He will not dare to speak out, and he will commit public wrath again.

Everyone decided to draw lots, and after half an hour of commotion, the first batch of lucky people were put into the ruins, and there were hidden building people leading the way.

lest they wander and stumble and lose their way in the cobweb-like ruins.

At this time, in the deepest stone cave, Li Yijian carried the fine iron knife box containing the greedy wolf knife on his back, and let go of his hand from the shadow stone wall.

He glanced back at Zhang Xiaohu, who was also at a loss.

Obviously, the two of them are not destined.

Even if he watched it for almost an hour, he didn't learn anything from this stone wall, but Yi Sheng was fascinated, sitting there cross-legged, waving his fingers around.

He was destined for it.

In Luoyang City, He Lichuan taught him the seven-step Shadow Sword, which was a sword move extracted from this Shocking Shadow Swordsmanship.

At this time, when I saw the original, I naturally had an understanding.

But compared to the illiterate kind of mountain ghosts, who can also learn the blessing of swordsmanship, Yi Sheng's side is much worse.

And there is more than one person who has realized.

The eldest disciple of the Jade Emperor Palace over there, Xiao Lingsu, who was five short and ugly, also looked at the shadow stone wall in front of him with an obsessive face.

There are also some lucky people from the rivers and lakes who also gather next to the stone cave.

They took the pen and paper, whether they could understand it or not, they first traced down the sixty-four swordsmanship, took it back and read it slowly.

No one stopped them.

"Why don't you go to enlightenment?"

Li Yijian looked left and right and found Che Hua at the edge of the crowd, the young man didn't look at the stone wall at all, but sat in the shadow of the edge, rubbing the sword in his hand with a whetstone.

The deputy leader of the Heluo Gang walked over quietly, he really didn't have a good impression of Che Hua, who had assassinated his sister-in-law, so he asked:

"Everyone here thinks that they have a fate, you guy, don't you know that you have evil ghosts in your heart, and your talent is not good?"

"Definitely."

Che Hua could feel the sarcasm in Li Yijian's words.

also knew why the man in front of him hated him, he didn't argue, just sharpened the long sword in his hand, and whispered:

"Che has an appointment with a senior, Che's fate is not here, that swordsmanship, it is useless to learn, but it is a broken promise."

"Hmph."

Li Yijian snorted coldly, he glanced at Che Hua's left hand, and the broken little thumb was still wrapped in gauze.

He leaned down and whispered:

"Don't think that a broken finger will make up for your mistakes. If you want to be a new person, it's not that simple! ”

"I know, I also know why Gang Leader Li is here."

Che Hua replied softly:

"Che, like the gang leader, believed that the man was not a villain, so he risked his life to stay here, waiting to see the 'truth'."

"Huh."

Li Yijian laughed, he said:

"Be careful yourself, my brother and I are happy to take advantage of the chaos to slash you in the back and vent our anger for the eldest sister."

Zhang Xiaohu next to him walked over, lowered his voice and said to Li Yijian:

"Big brother, those hidden building people have started to arrange things.

They said they wanted to leave some candlesticks and resting places, but I think the places where they put them were carefully chosen. ”

"Hmm."

Li Yijian narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and said:

"Make a note of the location first, and don't see it."

"Big brother said that there will be a good show here, let's polish our knives and guns and wait for the show to begin."

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At this time, in the middle of the north and south foothills of Taihang, more than ten miles away from the ruins, Dong Lingjun stood on the edge of the sinkhole at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain wind blew, and the immortal monarch danced with long sleeves.

He wore his Penglai mask and carried an ancient sword behind his back.

There are few other things in Penglai, and there are many famous blades in this rivers and lakes, and a thousand years of collection have made countless treasures in the immortal mountain, after all, the art of this divine soul must be saved by treasure soldiers.

Just like Dong Lingjun once hid in the Lingxu Sword, and the Mountain Moving Monarch hid in the Juque Sword.

It's not that you have to hide in the treasure soldiers, it's just that the Penglai people like to play this set, they are famous for their fairy sword skills in the aura era, and they naturally give up this treasure soldier complex.

"How's the formation progressing?"

Dong Lingjun looked at the bottomless sinkhole in front of him, and he asked casually.

The local hidden building master who stayed behind him immediately replied:

"Seventy percent has been arranged, please wait a while, at most one day and one night, the formation will be completed."

"There's no need to rush."

Dong Lingjun said softly:

"Take your time, the temporary formation is the most testing detail.

I'd rather slow down than attract the attention of others, it will take some time to summon spirit beasts here, and it will take some time to lay them out within three days.

In addition, haven't you found any trace of Shen Qiu and his party? ”

"No, they are very familiar with Taihang Mountain, and it is difficult for our people to catch their whereabouts."

The master whispered:

"They are also protected by strange things, and this morning, more than a dozen people from the door, without any signs of attack, inexplicably cut off their hearts.

Immortal Jun, you said, this Shen Qiu, will he also learn immortal arts? ”

"There is no aura in the world, how can immortal art be so easy to learn? I think it should be a means of killing like a phantom sound, Falling Moon Qin, isn't it in their hands? ”

Dong Lingjun chuckled, and he said:

"Well, withdraw the people, and don't add more casualties.

No matter where he Shen Qiu hid, the place where he fought with Benjun was in the ruins of the Immortal Gate, and when Benjun entered the ruins, he would definitely appear.

Go and prepare the formation, and be prepared. ”

After the person behind him quietly left, Dong Lingjun watched the sunset in the distance, and in this dead mountain forest, he let out a sigh of relief, opened his arms, and fell forward.

It's like committing suicide by jumping off a cliff, falling into the bottomless sinkhole in front of you.

This place is more than 20 years ago, where the mountain gate of Taihang Xianmen is located, and it was bitten out of this giant sinkhole that cut off the mountain range by a strange beast.

No one knows how deep the sinkhole is, or what lies beneath the sinkhole.

But, Dong Lingjun knows.

Although when the Taihang Immortal Gate was destroyed, he was still asleep.

But this generation of Penglai Daojun has secretly made arrangements in the depths of this Taihang Mountain, just like the Penglai Daojun of previous dynasties, he will not miss any opportunity to lay out in the world.

Now, it's time to enable this arrangement.

The sinkhole is downward, hundreds of zhang high, the clouds and mist do not disperse all the year round, Dong Lingjun closes his eyes, like an immortal walking through the mist, rising and falling endlessly at the foot of the stone wall.

After half a pillar of incense, he reached the valley.

It was dark, under the clouds, there was no sunlight, and it was very cold.

In the air that cannot be seen by the human eye, there seems to be some unique smell remaining.

And at the foothold, you can also see some animals, and even human bones, all of which are unlucky eggs that these people accidentally dropped.

When Dong Lingjun fell into the shadows, there was a rustling sound in the wide shadows around him.

It was the sound of scales rubbing against the ground, and it made people's scalps tingle in this dark place.

Dong Lingjun was not afraid.

He chuckled and stretched out his hand in front of him, and in a short time a black shadow peeked out of the darkness.

Cyan scales, more than ten zhang long, a person-thick body.

There is also a bright red letter, a pair of blood-red, emotionless triangular eyes, and the scales are covered with black exaggerated lines.

A big snake.

No, it's more appropriate to call it a python.

It was surprisingly large, it seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and it raised its head in front of Dong Lingjun, condescendingly, looking at the masked person in front of it, making it aware of danger and close people.

After a few breaths, the big python lowered its head and placed its cold, shield-shaped head under Dong Lingjun's outstretched fingers.

Behind it, in the shadows, there were also dots of red light lit up.

The sound of rustling, resounding.

"Alas, thousands of years ago, what Benjun raised in Penglai was a dragon seed."

Dong Lingjun stroked the spirit beast in front of him, and he said in a gloomy tone:

"For thousands of years, you have also followed the monarch, fading away from the supernatural, from the dragon that soared in the sky, into a mortal thing crawling on the ground, and the supernatural is not there.

But it doesn't matter.

We have been hiding in the shadows for a thousand years, and the things we are looking forward to are already at hand. ”

"Arrogant mortals, they provoke Benjun, and Benjun also wants to see what their methods are."

"Let's go, the spiritual creatures who have fallen into the earth, just like a thousand years ago, follow this monarch, in this mortal dust..."

"Fight again!"