Chapter 479: Coffin Mountain Talisman

The high platform we are on at the moment is a concave space that is tilted diagonally.

Only one side is transparent, which is where we just came up.

In that place, there was a wall that could not be seen or touched, but could not be reached.

It completely separates us from the real world.

And when I shine a flashlight on the bronze mirror.

Directly in front of it, on the rock wall behind me, a lot of ancient characters suddenly appeared.

Qingwu Feng Shui!

The first thing that catches your eye is the four big characters of the ancient seal font.

The rest of the remaining small characters are scattered and scattered, and the number of words is not much, and they all appear in the form of classical Chinese.

I counted it, the content of the feature film, but more than a hundred words.

But if you analyze all these more than 100 words according to the vernacular.

Then a conservative estimate will take more than 2,000 words to analyze it completely.

This turned out to be a general outline of the secret art of Qingwu Feng Shui.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I didn't have the slightest pleasure of suddenly obtaining martial arts cheats.

Rather, there is a creepy feeling that comes from the heart.

If!

I mean, if, that person who is already dead, let us see this Qingwu Feng Shui Compendium.

If we want to be thoroughly enlightened before we can go out, I think we can really only stay and be buried.

Jia Zhengjing also saw this scene in front of him, and asked me after a while: "Muyang, this, what is the situation?" ”

I heard the serious words, but I didn't want to pay attention to him.

Because, I thought of one thing.

A thing to do with the green sac maple tree.

It was when I was in the Gulf Province, and when the fat man hadn't left, I told him a story about Qingwu Feng Shui.

That story was told to me by my grandfather when he first started.

The relationship between the Qingwu Feng Shui Master and the Coffin Mountain Feng Shui Master.

But as Grandpa said, since the death of that man, there has been no green black feng shui in the world.

The Feng Shui inheritance was also completely severed.

But now I actually saw the general outline of the Qingwu technique.

If it's a pure coincidence, isn't it a bit too strange?

Tsing Yi Feng Shui and Qing Wu Feng Shui are not much different in nature.

In fact, they all belong to the green sac feng shui, but the names are different.

I had never heard my grandfather tell me anything about the Tsing Yi Feng Shui Master before, because my family lived in the Central Plains.

Could it be that this Qingyi layman is the same person as the Qingwu feng shui master?

But this time is a bit wrong.

But what now?

I looked at the general outline on the rock wall in a daze, and Jia Zhengjing shouted from the side I don't know how many times.

In the end, I shouted a little impatiently and said, "You are not finished, aren't you trying to find a way?" ”

Jia Zhengjing was yelled at by me like this, and was suddenly stunned, and then, his face changed slightly.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at me and said you a few times, and finally his body actually stepped back.

I frowned and said, "What do you see?" What do I have in me? ”

Not to mention, Lao Jia's action really scared me.

Because I didn't see the slightest deception in Jia Zheng's eyes.

Jia Zhengzheng rubbed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Maybe I'm dazzled." ”

"When you yelled at me just now, I actually saw a person above your head, a man in green clothes......!"

What the?

It was as if I had been electrocuted.

I shuddered for no reason.

I don't know why, a very strange idea suddenly rose in my head.

This thought may be something in my subconscious, or it may be because Jia Zhengzheng's words made me have an idea and want to give it a try.

But anyway, I should probably really try what I have in mind.

Leng Yueru said before that this Tsing Yi layman has a certain relationship with the Coffin Mountain Taibao.

Judging from the two versions she said, all of them have a relatively large origin with the Coffin Mountain faction.

And the Qingwu feng shui master that grandpa talked about is obviously not small in connection with the Coffin Mountain Taibao.

Because it itself is a position of the Coffin Hill faction.

Mintaipo.

Dark Taipo.

Perhaps, I will directly use the inheritance technique of my Coffin Mountain Taibao to experiment and know whether the two are related.

Thinking of this, I sat down cross-legged on the spot and leaned to the right side.

Facing the void wall, and the corner between the cliffs.

It's not a node, but it's an intersection of two 'walls'.

As for whether this is the case or not, I'll see if I try.

In case of an accident, when I sat down cross-legged, I told Jia Zhengjing not to bother me.

At the same time, give me Dharma protectors, because in the future, no matter what happens, I will not be able to get up and move again.

Otherwise, if you are counterattacked, even if you don't die, you will lose half a life.

What's worse is the loss of the way!

In such an environment, once the hard-earned Tao is gone.

Then it is undoubtedly self-destruction, suicide in disguise.

With everything arranged, I placed my own compass more than a foot away from me, and placed the flashlight in the space that was just half a meter around me.

In this way, it is beneficial for me to see the various changes on the compass, so that I can take the next steps.

An alternative fighting method test like this is called a live fight in the Yin circle!

And there are three ways to fight in the Yin circle.

They are planing, fighting, and fighting.

Each way is all-encompassing, and there are many branches, but no matter how you fight, you can't do without these three categories.

When he was fighting with Su Daochang, he was the one who came to work first.

And now what I'm going to do is a kind of living fight, no matter whether I win or lose, I won't die because of it, and I won't be seriously injured because of the trap set by the other party.

Because, the initiative is in my hands, as long as I can hold on to the end, then I will not have any problems.

Once you admit defeat halfway, then it can be regarded as a disguised abstention, and at that time, you will encounter a backlash.

"There is no way in the shadows, and there is no trace in all directions."

"Ever-changing, never leave it!"

"Three Thousand Avenues, only I am yin!"

"Coffin Mountain Taibao, urgent as a law!"

I clasped my hands together, pinched my hand, and pointed to the compass with one finger, and a drop of blood fell in the center of the compass.

But I didn't touch the compass, I wrapped the drop of blood with Xuangong, and with the vibration of the compass, a line of blood that could not be seen by outsiders shot out.

"Bump ......!"

When he reached the corner, he knocked off a bit of a rock, and the drop of blood disappeared in an instant.

When this scene appeared, the corners of my mouth were grinning.

Everything was expected, and although it didn't have much substantive effect, it was a shot in the arm for myself.

This is just a temptation, thinking that what I am going to do next is the key moment of the real fight.

For my perception of the Coffin Mountain Taibao, I have always thought that I am a very powerful feng shui master.

But as I mastered more and more secret techniques and numeracy, I doubted the authenticity of my Coffin Mountain Taibao more than once.

The main reason is that many of the powerful secret techniques we have mastered can only be carried out with our own blood.

You must know that this method, although it exists in the circle of feng shui masters, is not common.

This way is more like a cult, a remote trail and good at it.

But because it can have a surprising effect every time, I dispelled this idea.

When I slashed the palm of my right hand with a knife, Jia Zhengjing stood aside and looked at me with a frown.

I didn't care about this at all, but slowly stretched out my right hand and drew towards the void in front of me.

The palm of my hand was cut, but because I was able to skillfully mobilize the internal strength in my body, the blood did not flow directly, but slowly overflowed along my fingers.

I'm going to draw one, the Coffin Mountain Opening Talisman.

This talisman has no suppressive effect, and it is not used to deal with evil things, but to do something special.

For example: similar to the method of dripping bones to recognize relatives............!

But I'm not recognizing my relatives with blood now, but using this Heaven Opening Talisman to verify whether the Tsing Yi monks really have a relationship with my Coffin Mountain Sect.

If it is related, then through special means, obtaining it can break through this void wall in disguise.

In any case, this so-called 'Tsing Yi layman' has been dead for many years.

No matter how much of the secret art he left behind after his death, it will dissipate quickly over time.

This is the power of time, which can not only smooth everything, but also weaken everything infinitely.

Soon, a huge aerial talisman appeared in front of my eyes.

Looking at the dense runes and symbols on it, I grinned.

Although at the moment, I feel very tired and sleepy, and my eyelids have already begun to fight.

But I gritted my teeth anyway.

Finally, he pushed the blood-stained talisman with one hand.

"Coffin Mountain, Open Heaven Fu ......! ”