The waterfall is turbulent, and the lake is full of mist. Exotic grass, swaying.

On the peak, a waterfall is like practice, in the roaring sound, it falls straight to the bottom of the cliff, rippling on the flat lake, accompanied by the huge mirror-like jade, reflected in the eyes of the young man.

Holding his arms, looking at the dreamlike wonders below, and smiling bitterly at dusk, his heart was both happy and helpless.

It's a bit whimsical to think of relying on a homemade "parachute" to fly to the bottom of a cliff.

Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped off the cliff, and the "parachute" that had been pinned on by Dusk, except for the initial expansion, barely played a deceleration effect after that, not so much a "parachute", but Dusk with a huge tail, straight down to the netherworld.

However, the "parachute" did not play the expected deceleration of the twilight, but it was not without effect. For example, now, at dusk, which should have fallen directly to the bottom of the cliff, was hung on the cliff, it was the "parachute" that made a great contribution.

The mountain wall is steep, and a pine sticks out from the gap in the mountain wall, hooking a "parachute", hanging the dusk in the air, swaying back and forth with the mountain wind.

Although things are not as smooth as imagined, looking at the scenery at the bottom of the cliff, dusk at least found the location where the "Northern Spiritual Skill" is hidden.

"Huh!" After visually measuring the distance from the bottom of the cliff, Dusk rolled his eyes, and with a wave of his arm, a cold light cut through the sheets, and Dusk's body continued to start free fall.

The bottom of the cliff is not as steep as the high place, and the cliff with the slope is no longer a chasm for the dusk.

The strong air turned, and the figure at dusk was like a swallow, sinking along the bulge on the cliff wall, but in a moment, it had fallen to the bottom of the cliff.

Although Wu Yazi is a big carrot, it is undeniable that he is a dragon among people whether it is talent or martial arts. Coupled with an ethereal Li Qiushui, the place where the two live in seclusion, even if it is not a paradise, it will definitely not be bad.

The magic is already close at hand, and Dusk is not in a hurry, but he breathes a sigh of relief, wandering around, looking at the beautiful scenery around him, on the one hand, stabilizing a somewhat magnificent state of mind, on the other hand, he is also slowly looking for the surrounding mechanisms.

The bottom of the cliff is empty, the smoke is curling, a flat lake is like a mirror, and the birds are singing and reflecting the waterfall.

After wandering for more than half an hour, I walked around the bottom of the cliff at dusk, although I forgot the specific entrance to the divine power, but the boy who had been influenced by many novels, after some exploration, still easily found the small jade.

The jade is not big, and the figures of Wuyazi and Li Qiushui were reflected on the opposite mountain wall back then, which caused the Infinite Sword Sect to now only know the status quo of struggling to pursue the "Immortal Dancing Sword".

There was no sword shadow to guide the way, and Dusk groped a little bit with a stupid method, and after touching the moss on his hands, he still found the bluestone that was a little shaky.

Pushing in the direction of the bluestone, after a sound of vines tightening, with the golden light flashing on Dusk's body, the vines collapsed directly with a bang, revealing the passage behind the bluestone.

Knowing that there would be no traps and no one inside, Dusk patted the moss on his hands and swaggered into the hole.

Without any difficulty, dusk entered the cave at the bottom of the lake built without cliffs.

Although I don't understand how I can build such a building at the bottom of the lake by relying on Wuyazi, when a sword-wielding fairy dressed in pale yellow clothes appears in Dusk's eyes, everything else is left behind by Dusk.

Standing with a sword, jade skin and snow skin, clothes flying, ethereal like a fairy.

After a moment of dizziness, An couldn't bear the heat in his heart, and walked quickly to the futon at dusk, and with a long sword, the futon cracked, and a silk wrap began to come out after a thousand calls.

"There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng, the back of Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles..."

"Northern Spiritual Skill!"

Gently stroking the silk scroll in his hand, the brilliance in his eyes at dusk flowed, and his mind was in a dilemma.

However, after struggling for a while, Dusk still did not withstand the temptation of "Northern Shengong", gritted his teeth, and slowly unfolded the silk scroll, revealing female pictures.

"Fu Liezi walked against the wind, and he was good, and then reversed on the fifth day of ten. He is not counted among those who are blessed. Although this is not to be done, there is still something to be treated. If the husband takes advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the argument of the six qis, and the one who swims infinitely, he will be treated evilly..."

Sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake, the tips of his hair are windless and automatic, and the wisps of whirling energy slowly ripple around the young man's body, and under the traction of attraction, he flows into the young man's body along the acupoints around the young man's body.

Among the countless meridians, the golden torrent that was originally rushing wantonly was all collected by the young man in the dantian at this moment, and was forbidden in a semicircle. I saw a light blue streamer flowing from the young man's left shoulder, along the young man's meridians, through the neck, to the chest.

With the light blue streamer entering the body, the golden sea that was quietly dormant in the dantian suddenly boiled as if it had been stimulated by something.

The monstrous golden waves rose into the sky, and in the turbulent waves, layer after layer of waves continued to impact the "embankment" composed of pale cyan brilliance, wanting to break through the embankment, defeat the "external internal strength" that invaded the body, and defend their sovereignty.

However, the monstrous golden waves hit the pale cyan streamer, only to startle countless pieces of golden broken waves scattered in all directions, and the "embankment" that seemed not worth mentioning was like five mountains standing on the top, standing still in the waves.

What is the "Jiuyang True Scripture", even in the vast Buddhist martial arts, it is also second to none, how can it be so simple to tolerate the invasion of other "alien true qi" that belongs to his home field.

The light blue water light kept circulating in the body of dusk, spreading little by little in the red of the meridians, which was originally just the true qi flowing from the left shoulder, and at this time there were already a full eighteen flow entrances, which converged in the sea of qi through their respective routes.

Suffering such an unscrupulous provocation from the true qi of the Northern Darkness, how can the "Jiuyang True Scripture" endure.

The golden wave became more and more irritable, constantly hitting the pale cyan brilliance, but it did not receive any results. In the golden ocean, the sound of the dragon's chant shook the endless void, and after the torrent waves that rose from the sky, nine golden dragons broke through the sea and rose into the air, bringing up a vast momentum, wanting to jump directly out of the "sea wall", rush into the meridians, and disperse all those foreign true qi.

"Buzz!"

Just when the golden dragon was about to rush out of the dantian, the pale cyan streamer that had not changed for several years was leisurely, and the wisps of light flowed out, like a waterfall pouring in, straight into the vastness.

The faint streamer has no color, turning into a prison and enveloping all directions.

I don't see the vast green clouds, only yin and yang shake Jiuyang.

For several years, the pale cyan streamer that had not hindered the golden internal strength at all, at this time, when the pale blue streamer like water entered the young man's body, it actually turned into a hemispherical huge light shield, directly sealing the Jiuyang True Qi that wanted to automatically protect the master.

The god-level martial art "Yin Yang Sutra" obtained when he entered the game at dusk finally played his role at this moment.