After a short cry, my master and I had already left Bai Wan's dream.

After coming out for a while, I still couldn't come back to my senses.

The cry of a baby is not unusual.

But it appeared in Bai Wan's dream...... It's worth scrutinizing.

Somehow, I suddenly thought of Min Dao and Min Guan...... This father and son.

I think that as long as I don't fall for the legendary evil sect of the extreme evil heart Gu, the possibility of having a child with Min Dao is very small, even lower than the possibility of me and my teacher becoming immortals.

And Min Dao has long since died, and I myself have lost a large part of my memory, so it's really hard to say whose son Min Guan is now.

And now there is finally a direction - is it possible that Min Guan was born by someone else?

For example, Bai Wan.

It's not impossible. Bai Wan was already in his prime, so it was not impossible to have children.

Although I can't see any signs between Bai Wan and Min Dao...... And looking at Bai Wan like that, even if she wants to live, she also wants to be born with her teacher, right?

Phew, I've been thinking about this mess.

But no matter what, my mind always wanders around it.

Shigong raised his hand and gave Bai Wan a ban: "Let's go, there are still many things to do." ”

"What?"

He turned his head to look at me: "Don't you want to see the place where the pair of immortals were killed?" ”

"Yes!" There is no need to hesitate at all, and the words rush out of your mouth.

Fools don't want to.

A smile seemed to appear on the corner of Shi Gong's mouth, but before he could see it clearly, his face returned to that cold indifference.

"Follow me."

I've lived in Sand Lake for more than ten years, but I never imagined that there would be anything else under the villa.

Shigong is too good at concealment, and after getting along for so many years, he has not leaked any words. If he hadn't identified me now, he wouldn't have told me something.

Go to the entrance at the bottom of the lodge. In Shigong's ashram.

I have been to Shigong's ashram many times, and I used to meditate here, and Shigong was by my side to guide and protect the Dharma. But I never thought that there was a cave here.

There is also an inner chamber in the ashram, separated by a wooden door.

There is a short couch in it, which is a place for the master to rest.

"Come, lie down."

I blinked, and my master was frank.

I folded my clothes and lay down, and my master also lay down on my side with long legs.

This is not the time to be cranky. All of a sudden, I felt my face burn with a "boom".

My master took my hand and whispered, "Hold steady." ”

One end of the couch suddenly sank, and I held my breath. Slide down with Shigong.

There was a thin rattan board under him that slid all the way down, and I could hear the wind whistling in my ears. Not far from the long stone corridor, there was a fist-sized rock crystal illumination, faintly shining like a firefly on a summer night. I whispered, "This ...... You didn't chisel it, did you? ”

"No, it's been there before, I just made it up later. Illuminated with some rock crystals. ”

I think so, no matter how capable the master is, he is not a rock rat and an earth dragon, let him make a hole...... Well, it's a bit of a dilemma.

The dragon's underground lair was really deep, and I counted it in my heart, and we had to have a cup of tea before we reached the bottom. The rattan board shook slightly, and stopped. My master helped me up.

It's a bit damp here, but the smell isn't muddy, so there must be ventilated pores elsewhere.

My master pulled me forward. With a flip of his palm, a soft mist of light released from his palm, spreading and expanding in front of him, illuminating the place dozens of steps ahead of us.

"There's the waterhole ahead."

It's not so much a waterhole as a large pit left behind after the waterhole has dried up.

I thought it was just a little puddle. When I really saw it, I realized that what Shigong said was an understatement, this is almost an underground lake. The pit is extremely deep, looking down only to see the black and dark bottomless, the waterhole is afraid that it is not three or five miles wide, and the situation at that end cannot be seen from this side at all, it is hidden in the darkness.

"Here, there's a sword mark over there."

I nodded immediately.

The relics left by the sword immortal in the white screen!

How did I find this place back then? Maybe it's really a mistake.

The road was winding and not easy to walk, and there was silence underground, and there was no sound except for our own footsteps and breathing.

The place that Shigong said has arrived.

There is a large smooth stone wall, like a polished mirror, perhaps because it has been washed through by water for many years. We stood in front of the stone wall, and our figure was faintly reflected on the stone wall.

Shi Gong pointed to a place on the stone wall and whispered, "That's the first sword mark." ”

The sword mark was not as powerful as I had imagined that it would be a mountain splitting stone, but it was just a shallow mark, or I didn't notice it at all.

"This ......"

I was a little surprised, and turned my head to look at my master.

"It's the first time I've been like this with you, I don't believe it." Shigong's fingers lightly swiped along the sword marks: "Such sword marks, I'm afraid that people who have only learned swordsmanship for three or five years can keep them, but I'm afraid that they will be more than three points into the bones." ”

"yes."

The strength of the sword immortal will not be limited to this, right...... Not as good as me. If you only have such a little ability, I'm afraid you won't even be able to cut off a single scale on the evil Jiao's body.

"What do you see from here?"

I honestly shook my head.

"If you want to cut a hole in the stone wall, it is easiest to take an axe. Even this one, presumably for Bai Ping, it is also a sign that his strength is beginning to fail, so he left this one on the stone wall, the master who really makes the sword, every ounce of strength will not be in vain, if the weight is light, the great skill is not ......"

"Ah......h

I kind of get it.

It's not hard to cut the stone wall out of a mess of sword marks, and even beginners can do it.

But Yu Baiping and Evil Jiao fought to the death, it should be said that every sword should be concentrated with all its strength, but even so, it was controlled so accurately - I remembered the few battles I had seen with sword masters, and the sword qi in the field was vertical and horizontal, making people feel that the sword intent was clear even when they got closer.

Yu Baiping, it should have reached the point where God is willing to defend and the sword is traceless, right? So his sword intent is not scattered like ordinary people-

So that's it...... No wonder Wu Ning told his master that there were many things that could be realized from the sword marks on this stone wall.

Shigong smiled slightly: "Go forward again, there will be more behind." ”

I couldn't help but be curious: "Master, how many percent of the ruins on this top have you comprehended?" ”

"It's just a few skins." Shi Gong was extremely humble at this time: "After all, I am not a person who specializes in cultivating swordsmanship. ”

"Hmm......" is also true.

We are practicing illusions, and no matter how good the sword is on it, it doesn't mean much to us.

If there is Zhen Hui's legacy or something, it will be different for us!

If we move forward, the battle will be more intense, so the sword marks left behind are more profound and clear than just now. My master walked all the way and told me all the way.

Then...... What a thrilling battle it must have been.

Shigong stopped, pointed to the sword marks on the stone wall, and said, "Look, here." ”

It looked like a jumble of messy lines.

Probably knowing that I couldn't see anything, Shi Gong held it in his hand, and a pale green thin sword appeared in his palm.

He grabbed a sword and stabbed at me.

I stood where I was, and I saw a cloud of sword light suddenly burst in front of me, as if a firework had bloomed, which was dizzying.

Oh, I see!

Those rays of light faded instantly, and Shi Gong put away his sword and stood: "Understood? ”

"Hmm."

I understand, but how did Shi Gong comprehend such a swordsmanship from these messy sword marks?

He's got better talent than I do.

In terms of illusion, I can still say that I have the possibility of being on a par with him, but swordsmanship is really not my forte.

I clapped my hands and said, "Amazing." ”

He just smiled.

It was too empty, and the words were echoed, and the voices came far away and came back from the darkness.

My gaze fell on the stone wall behind me, which was darker and smoother than the one in front of me, like a huge mirror, on which our figures were clearly reflected.

For a moment, I felt like I remembered something.

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