But I heard Xue Pu pinch his fingers and say: "Liujia Yuan number Liuyi name, Sanqi is Yi Bing Ding, Yang Shun Yi Qi reverse cloth, Yin Shun Yi Qi Shun Qi Shun Shun Qi Shun Qi." ”

The six liga and six rituals are all there, and they all have the law, and the mysteries in them are inexhaustible.

Just watched Xue Pu's left thumb occupy the rest of his fingers back and forth, and soon came up with an answer.

They asked, "How?" ”

"Well, it has been calculated, this underground palace was built according to the Yangdun Bureau, and the Huainan Tomb is in the middle palace."

Xue Pu walked along the hall of the front hall, looked at it carefully, and then said:

"This Huainan Wang's underground palace is built according to the nine palaces of Qimen, each palace has the coffin of the eight princes stationed, and now the little fox and the big old iron are injured, if we break into one palace and one palace, I am afraid it is very dangerous,

And this labyrinth is really a blessing and a curse, this palace has eight roads, and the ninth palace has seventy-two roads, of different lengths, if you get lost, I am afraid of danger.

It's better to go straight to the middle palace, what do you think? ”

Zhou Yunfeng's shoulder was burned by the fire corpse, and he said without any major problems: "It's okay, whatever." ”

Xue Pu pointed to the eight stone doors that suddenly appeared in the front room: "These eight stone doors correspond to the eight doors of Qi Gate. However, these eight doors all lead to nine palaces. So we have to fight a lot when we enter each door. ”

Wang Zebin stood by his sword, and Wang Wenyu glanced at him: "Langlang said, then how should we go?" ”

The little fox suddenly realized: "We can make holes!" Dig a thief hole directly and give him a for King Huainan! ”

Looking at the stone wall in the north, Xue Pu shook his head, and secretly thought in his heart: "The nine palaces are interdependent, we are in the palace due south, and the palace where the royal tomb is in the middle, it seems to be far away, but in fact it is just a wall.

All we have to do is break through this wall and we'll be there. ”

Everyone nodded, looking at the stone wall to make way for Wang Zebin.

Wang Zebin pressed his sword silently, looked at this diamond wall, held a sword, and swung out two swords.

"Click-"

The fire on the wall stirred up two golden threads, and the wall burst apart.

Behind the dim stone wall, a path full of white bones appeared, and for a moment a miasma of gloom struck.

As Xue Pu said, behind the stone wall is the tomb of King Huainan.

Xue Pu cast a golden light spell and stood in front of him to resist the yin qi, and after a long time, the golden light was gradually corroded by the yin qi.

"Xue Pu!" The little fox, seeing that Xue Pu was injured, hurriedly followed, and poured into the secret room behind the stone wall with chicken blood ink, only to hear countless ghosts crying and wolf howling.

The cold air made people like Zhou Yunfeng tremble, and Wang Zebin hugged Wang Wenyu and shivered from the cold.

Xue Pu stopped on the eyelashes in front of him, and he was already covered with frost.

His feet suddenly softened, and he knelt on the ground The little fox hurriedly held on, and his skin touched his own ice.

"Xue Pu, how are you!" The eyes are full of tenderness and anxiety.

"Stay away from me.... I'm too cold to hurt you. Xue Pu's voice was already trembling, and the joints of his arms were already unconscious.

"What are you afraid of! Wounded and wounded, dead and dead. The little fox hugged Xue Pu's head regardless of it, watched him fall on his shoulder, and used his body temperature to warm him, and soon Xue Pu's cold began to improve.

Zhou Yunfeng was amazed, the kettle in his hand was already frozen.

The yin wind struck, and a huge space appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This space is endless, and in the space, a huge high platform rises to the sky, faintly reaching the sky.

The people looked and looked up together.

Around the high platform, there were thousands of samurai skeletons in armor.

The samurai wore ben hats and armor, and many of the blades all over the ground still retained the sharpness of the past.

Wang Zebin picked up a blade from the ground, which was the ring-head knife of the Han Dynasty.

Wang Wenyu said: "My God, these people seem to have died in an instant, and they are still in formation?!" Is it a burial? ”

Zhou Yunfeng was also confused, and he immediately lit a torch for everyone to keep warm.

The skeletons that I saw all over the ground were angry, and they began to emit light blue flames, and the flames gathered to form a human form.

"Ghosts! Is it a ghost! Zhou Yunfeng asked.

Xue Pu roasted the fire in the little fox's arms, his body gradually recovered, and said softly: "Don't go over... That's the Wild Spirit..."

"Desolate Soul!?" The little fox was startled: "It turns out that this is the desolate spirit...", she seemed to be extremely familiar with the desolate spirit.

Wang Wenyu asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"After death, the soul goes to the underworld, and the soul eventually flows into the Lethe River, and the Lethe River finally flows into the Artemisia under Mount Tai, and then listens to the changes of reincarnation between heaven and earth." As he spoke, the little fox suddenly looked gloomy and frowned.

She continued, "But after death, if the soul wanders away from the world and cannot enter the underworld, then it will become a lonely ghost.

The lonely soul and wild ghost are placed between heaven and earth, and after a long time, the aura will dissipate, and the soul will be scattered and eventually turn into a desolate soul... It is not an exaggeration to say that the desolate souls are the corpses of souls, and these desolate souls are the traces of souls coming to heaven and earth. ”

Wang Wenyu said: "Isn't that desolate soul just a soul scattered? ”

"Well, that's right, but there are also alchemists who believe that the desolate soul used to be a carrier of spirits, and his ability to be spiritual energy is extremely great. Will use the desolate soul to refine the elixir of immortality. The little fox said.

"Elixir of immortality?" When Da Lao Tie heard this, he couldn't help but mock: "Immortality or something is really nonsense, how many princes and generals throughout the ages want to ask for immortality, which one is immortal?" Qin Emperor Han Wu is not awesome, aren't they all dead?

Even the billionaires now, when their lives are over, they all spend money to continue their lives, and it is difficult to live for an extra hour. ”

The little fox was silent, hugging Xue Pu and waiting for him to get better a little bit.

The abyssal ravines around the mausoleum are full of bones, and the desolate souls on the bones are slightly suspended and fluttering like fireflies.

The environment was silent for a while.

I don't know why these warriors died here, or they were buried, or whatever.

It is estimated that their thousands of souls have also been in this underground palace for thousands of years, and their spiritual power has been exhausted and turned into desolate souls.

And the process of turning the soul into a desolate soul must have been very painful.

Xue Pu pillowed on the little fox's slender long legs, his body improved slightly, and he slowly sat up under the support of the little fox: "Ahem, cough, it seems that the cause of the feng shui shock here has been found." ”

Everyone was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

But the little fox seemed to understand.

"Ahem, cough, this cold, everyone must have felt it." Xue Pu said: "Everything in heaven and earth, one eliminates the other. The spiritual power of the soul dissipates and turns into a desolate soul, but the spiritual power returns to heaven and earth.

The king of Huainan set up a formation here, so that the soul and aura could not be dispersed, and the cycle was repeated here. Over time, once the aura leaks out, it will make the plants, trees, insects and stones here absorb oxygen and spirituality, and transform into essence.

Moreover, the souls of so many generals add up to their abilities, which can be imagined.

Presumably, it was here that the transit moved to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the feng shui was shocked, and the demons were raging, so Liu Bowen once again set up a large array of Qimen to lock up the demons.

However, this formation was broken by an unknown college student three years ago. That's why we have today's situation. ”

The little fox nodded and said: "Well, that's the truth, and the spirits in the mountains rely on the aura here for food, and once they open the aura is insufficient, they will die, so they don't go down the mountain to harm people." It's just that the feng shui is shocking, and it can interfere with the rain here, and the drought is really incomprehensible. ”

Looking at Xue Pu on the little fox's lap, he got up slightly, and frowned: "Hey, it seems that the situation has become complicated." ”

"What do you mean?" The little fox looked at him gently, his eyes were full of worry, and he forced to bear the cold aura that burst out of Shicai, and Xue Pu's injury must have been not light.

Xue Pu's expression froze, and he said slowly: "There is a way to search for dragons for three years and point points for ten years. Feng Shui is good, the most rare is not to find the dragon, but to determine the location of the point, the point point is good, in order to measure the level of the master.

When I came in, I saw the Qimen Great Array under the ancients outside, which was a hundred miles in radius, and the mountain temple in the eye of the array was also just right.

However, Feng Shui is good, and it is Qi to see, and Qimen Dunjia also has to dabble in time. Now it is too far away from the Ming Dynasty, and the Qi set by the original mountain temple array has been changed with the destruction of the monuments.

I don't have the ability of Master Liu Bowen, and I can't do it well in this big array.

And to dispel the 2,000-year-old yin qi of these tens of thousands of people, it is not something I can do. That's why it's troublesome.

Eh, that's the truth, the ancestors didn't understand the things, they didn't inherit it, so they put on a bunch of dross hats and threw them away, the foreigner's set is a treasure regardless of the smell, contemporary stinky college students~~"

Xue Pu said that he covered his face here and regretted for a while, and he didn't have the opportunity to see the handwriting of a famous artist.