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As soon as I got out of the "solid space", I was so tired that I lay on the ground and gasped for breath. But I heard a word from the fat man, "Little brother! ”。 It was like a shot in the arm for my body, and I immediately propped myself up and looked up, and saw the last scene of two shadows in the dazzling background light: the handsome and slender figure above broke the neck below with both knees, and then one rolled over and landed firmly on the ground, and he was facing us.

I had stood up excitedly and shouted at him, "Stuffy Bottle! Are you okay? ”

The dazzling light source in the high place was a huge cloud of glowing gas. With the bottle of stuffy oil facing away from it, the fat man and I ran over happily and saw that the corpse on the ground was actually the King of Ten Thousand Slaves with 12 arms.

The stuffy oil bottle stood there quietly, and when we arrived, he said lightly: "You guys are still here, it's really dangerous here." ”

Walking closer, I can already see the face of the stuffy oil bottle, still the same ancient well, calm eyes, still just Ben San, the sadness that has been hidden for many years wells up, "Of course I want to come, this is what we said, ten years, ten years!" You okay? The fat man also followed behind and said: "Of course we have to be together, with my fat man, there will be no danger if you are naïve here!" Haha, little brother, you guys were really fierce just now. ”

The Stuffy Bottle didn't say anything more, suggesting that he wasn't going to kick us away right away. I'm content to live to see him, and I don't expect him to be enthusiastic. He silently pulled out his ancient knife from the corpse of the King of Wannu, of course, it was not the one of black gold. I asked him what had happened, why was the bronze door open? The fat man also expressed concern, and looked at him baba, waiting for an answer.

The stuffy oil bottle wiped the blood stains from the knife, returned it to the sheath, and unexpectedly spoke, "This generation of resurrected Wannu Kings is more powerful than the one a hundred years ago. ”

The fat man was surprised: "Huh? The former King of Ten Thousand Slaves is resurrected! Finally, there are successful people who have finished peeling, but unfortunately they are in a hurry to find death. Why? After saying that, he glanced at the corpse next to him.

"I'll talk about it when I get back." Leaving these four words, the stuffy oil bottle rushed into the dark "solid space" without looking back. "Hey, why are you going?" The fat man shouted.

I said, "He must be going to close the door." Let's wait for him here. ”

"Yes, let's take a self-guided tour here first, plus rest. Now I feel that the air quality is much better. The fat man had already taken off his gas mask, took a deep breath, stretched, and seemed to be going to sleep, not a self-guided tour.

Sure enough, the fat man sat on the ground, ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and water, and then fell asleep like a reclining Buddha. I recharged my energy and looked in the direction of the huge glowing air mass.

This is a large mountain space, at least a few kilometers in diameter, surrounded by a dark solid space. The sky above is deep into the endless darkness, and I don't know what it is. Beneath the flaming glowing gas in the air, there was an altar-like building in the center, but it was impossible to see what it was from a distance.

What is such a place of earth-shattering creation? It seems that it was built by humans on the basis of natural formations. Here, I have a sense of awe-inspiring sacredness, and I don't dare to run too far by myself, so I'd better wait for the stuffy oil bottle to come back.

It didn't take long for the stuffy oil bottle to suddenly burst out of the solid black mist, looking so crisp and sharp. The fat man was still asleep there and didn't wake up, his kind of personality that he could let go of is really good, and he can sleep so soundly next to the corpse of the King of Wannu.

I went over and kicked the fat guy in the ass, and he said, "Oops! He jumped up, rubbed his eyes and said, "What's the matter?" Oh, the little brother is back! Triple solid space back and forth so fast! Admire! ”

The stuffy oil bottle looked at the fat man and then at me, and said, "It is said that it is the chaotic qi left over from ancient times, and now is the weakest time, and when the concentration is the strongest, the number of layers will be three times that of the current one." ”

The fat man was so shocked that his jaw couldn't close, and he looked at me with wide eyes, "It's strange that you don't die in such a solid space!" ”

I seemed to understand something else, and said, "No wonder you have to come back here at a certain time, Stuffy Bottle, and now I'll wait for you." ”

After listening, he walked towards the center of the entire mountain space, and the fat man and I hurriedly followed. As he walked, he said, "Do you know what to wait for?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, "Of course I don't know, but you can tell me!" ”

But the stuffy oil bottle did not answer me, but fell into silence, and quickened the pace of progress, which I am also used to, and the fat man and the two of them will feel the visit first, and then talk about it when they stop.

As I got closer and closer to the center, I could clearly feel that the entire space was surrounded by chaotic qi, so in addition to the direction we were nearing, there might be something else in other directions to break through the solid black mist-like chaotic qi. The space around me is becoming more and more empty, and I am already starting to worry a little that I will not be able to find the north, so if I close my eyes and turn around, I may not be able to return to the bronze door where I came. So following the stuffy bottle closely, he must have a way to discern the direction.

Moving on, the glowing gas was already above our heads. The fat man tilted his neck, looked carefully, and said to himself: "This is a big cloud, will there be immortals living in it?" No, it's a little thinner, and it's easy to show the stuffing. I listened to it, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and I was stared at by the fat man, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally, the bottle of stuffy oil led us to the altar-like building. This is a large stone platform that looks very old, and its workmanship can be said to be rough and simple by today's standards, but it gives people a strong shocking power.

This shocking power does not come from its enormity, but from a kind of persistence that transcends time and space, a kind of primitive strength. And this strength has not been polished by time, and it is directly displayed in front of modern people.

The stuffy oil bottle said something that made people very confused: "If you can't believe it, you can't talk about guarding." ”

The stone platform was so high that the stuffy oil bottle didn't seem to mean to let us climb up to see it, maybe that would be disrespectful, so we never climbed up, but listened to him below. Only the fat man had not given up his curiosity, and from time to time he stood on tiptoe, trying to see something with his own eyes, but it did not gain much.

The stuffy oil bottle was still in his language so simple that only a very familiar one could understand him. While he was telling the story, the fat man surprisingly didn't interject. Of course, if I still use the word story to describe what he says, it means that I don't fully believe it. And the standard of the little brother is to be as convinced as the Zhang family.

The content of his narrative is roughly as follows: the stone platform in front of him is called "Bagua Platform", and a sarcophagus is placed in the center of the stone platform. The Zhang family has been passed down from generation to generation that the owner of this sarcophagus is Fuxi, who created gossip. This is the ancestor of our Chinese nation, and when the fat man and I heard this, whether we believed it or not, we were dumbfounded, and we didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere. It seems that the fat man is more pious than me, and the idea of greeting the coffin is probably not there, and he doesn't even have the movement of tiptoeing and looking.

The stuffy oil bottle continues to tell us that Fuxi's coffin is placed here, not that this is Fuxi's mausoleum. His sarcophagus is useful here.

It is said that this position in the belly of Changbai Mountain is the head of the total dragon vein of the Chinese land, gathering wind and qi, and balancing yin and yang. The abundant aura of heaven and earth in the meantime can even make those who have obtained the Dharma immortal. But later, for some reason, the balance of yin and yang in this place was destroyed, and the qi of the yin of the earth rose, and drove other dragon veins, destroying the great feng shui of the entire Chinese land. Yin qi everywhere goes up, causing disasters to overflow, demons and evil spirits are rampant, and human nature is degraded.

Fu Xi used his own Yang righteousness to make up for the imbalance of yin and yang in this great dragon head, so that the land of China returned to peace. He stayed there until his death thousands of years later, and before he died, he arranged for his descendants to put himself in a sarcophagus and press on the air pockets of the imbalance of yin and yang.