After a lesson, it is natural for a person to learn wisely. So before I went to sleep, I drew a map on a piece of cloth, which was about the road out of the snow-capped mountains, and the original road and the passage more than one meter high that I dug later were all marked. I also brought a few sets of clothes for a 10-year-old child in case of trouble.

But no matter how well you plan, you can't keep up with the changes. When I woke up from a deep sleep for the second time, I naturally forgot everything I had done, and found that there was a burden beside me, but when I opened it, I found that it was some children's clothes. I don't quite understand why there are these small clothes next to me, and the clothes on my body are slightly larger, so I choose between the two phases, or wear big or small. I looked around blankly, I didn't have any impression at all, and I couldn't even remember why I was here.

Looking at such a huge space, carved fences and jade, outside of a mess, I just want to leave here quickly. I don't understand that my head is blank, but I know how to open the boulder door mechanism and how to close it. After walking out of the underground palace, I found that there was a piece of cloth in my arms, on which a map was drawn, and I could roughly understand that it was the way out of the mountain. With this map, it didn't take much effort to find the exit.

In order to survive, people will adapt to the environment around them. This time I didn't have the same good opportunity as the previous time, I didn't meet any king, but I also changed, and I woke up no longer a ten-year-old child, but a fifteen-year-old boy, of course, I didn't understand these at the time. Tossing and turning, seeking to survive, he gradually mixed into a navigator ship as a sailor. After more than ten years of sailing, I finally became the captain of the official ship with my rich experience in navigation and the accurate observation of the compass feng shui celestial phenomena.

But I didn't think that after more than ten years of calm and calm, even if I encountered a storm, I could survive safely, but I was killed during this voyage. When the bottom of the ship was stuck, there was a loud bang, and the mast fell, but within a few minutes, the ship sank into the water, and was still falling, as if there was a suction force on the chassis. At this time, I didn't have time to analyze, so I swam out as much as I could, and when I could pull my companions, I would pull them, and when I swam to the nearest island, there were six people in total.

At this time, the storm was still raging, and it was as dark as if it had been cursed, and sometimes lightning slashed vertically, and the nearest one was a hundred meters away. None of us thought much about anything else, and ran away on a desert island, and someone found a cave in front of us, and several of us got into it without hesitation.

After walking a long way, the panic was stable, but when I turned around, I found that none of the people who had been following me were gone. Strange, even though all six of them came in, I walked faster, turned around to look for it, and walked for a long time without returning to the entrance of the cave. I couldn't help but wonder, just when I went straight inside, it took me two or three minutes at most, but I walked back for more than ten minutes, but I didn't reach the end. Is it evil? In the end, it was confirmed that it was really evil.

It didn't take long for the six of us to reunite, and when we came together, everyone had a dazed and frightened look written on their faces. After asking, the situation is similar, they are in groups of two or three, and I am the only one who opened alone, but they all walked back and walked around for a long time, and they didn't find the hole to enter, and then they met here. I was afraid that I would be separated inexplicably, so I pulled the clothes of the people in front of me all the way forward, but there was really no abnormality, but when the monotonous voice came, everyone couldn't help but feel furious.

The oil lamp in my hand is in my waterproof bag, and it is dim and I can't see the road ahead, and there are strange sounds in the silence, how can people not be afraid? When we walked into the cave, we were even more horrified to see the self-rotating stone plate. We thought there would be some dangerous creatures waiting for us, but we found that the source of the sound was a stone disk, which was unmanned and rotated automatically.

Someone swallowed their saliva and asked, "Yes...... Ghosts? When that word came out, all six of them shrank in shock, and their eyes showed horror, and even I would feel scared when I saw too much wind and waves. After that, it was a hopeless experience, we couldn't get out of that place by all means, and no matter how you walked, we ended up in a cave with a stone plate. And the stone plate never stopped running.

All I can do is write down what happens every day. I fled from the sea, except for me, who had a waterproof bag, the rest of the people were empty-handed, so the dry food was eaten in the third day of the first month, and the main thing was that there was no water source. The most terrible thing is not death, but the process of experiencing death, during which some people go crazy and some people scream, but in the end they can only lie there, let their consciousness be blurred, and I am no exception.

It's just that when I was about to break away from consciousness, I suddenly saw water seeping out of the mountain wall next to me, and a spiritual light went straight into my brain, ah! I know how to get out! But, but ...... It was too late, and even if I discovered the mystery of the cave and thought of a way out of it, it would be too late, because it would be impossible for us to stand up again. As I lay dying, I wrote four words at the end of my notebook: I regret it......

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't think I would wake up, and I was no longer in that stone cave. I didn't know what was going on, but I just glanced around and knew that I was still in the cave. I got up and went to look for them, but after walking for a long time, I didn't find the stone pan cave again, but I found a clue, the water stains on the rock wall were very obvious, and there was even a puddle on the ground. Before I fell into a stupor, I suddenly thought of the method that the water seepage from the rock wall means that the rock layer is thin, and if I can penetrate it, I may be able to break through this hellish place.

I couldn't go back to the stone pan cave and had no choice, so I could only find a sharp stone from the side for the time being and smash it against the rock formation. As it turned out, my inference was correct, and when I smashed it open to a certain extent, I saw a wall of water layer gas, and when I reached out, I directly touched the water, but it was very strange that the water did not come over. I looked back at the passages on both sides, and carved a mark on the corner of the rock wall, hoping that the few of them would do the same as me, and follow my instructions to go out after finding this place.

Coming out of the air layer, there is seawater, but the water layer is not deep, and it quickly emerges from the water. The storm has long passed, the sky is blue, the sea is wide, and the sky is cloudless, and it is a good sunny day. I waited alone on the isolated island for nearly half a month, fishing by the sea every day for a living, and the water was filtered with stones to drink. The heart has sunk to the bottom, and they haven't come up for so long, so there is no need to ask. During this period, I also went back to the entrance of the cave to investigate, but found that the original cave entrance was pressed down by a boulder, and dived to the air layer, but it was impossible to enter again.

In the end, he took a passing boat and returned to land, falsely claiming to be a fisherman who went to the sea and took refuge on a lonely island in a storm. Because our ship is an official ship, needless to say that the officials have long been buried in the sea, as the only survivor, it is naturally impossible for me to take this road again. So, he started a wandering journey again, but as the images in his brain gradually became richer, some inexplicable occult abilities appeared in his body.

I became obsessed with occult arts, and asked everywhere, first, to find out what was going on with the inexplicable ability that appeared in my body, and second, to find out that this occult power could make people powerful. Following the instructions that appeared in my head, I found a desert, and when I got there, an inexplicable force pulled me into the sand and escaped into a dark space.

Because I was prepared before I came, I didn't panic, especially at this time, I felt that my occult art was a small success. When I found the castle, I knew that I had come to the wrong place, and it was indeed an image in my head.

I saw a huge sculpture of a black-winged bat with a glittering eye, and it looked terrifying. When I got closer, I found that the green eyes were actually two huge beads, and there was a cold stone bed next to it. I wasn't interested in the stone bed, but I didn't know what the mystery would be with this bat sculpture. As I reached out to remove the two beads from the bat sculpture's eye, suddenly the stone slab in front of it began to rise and became a stone platform, waiting for the stone platform to slowly rise and stop. Two rectangular slots are recessed in the middle, and a booklet appears on the right side, while the left side is empty, that is, the words "life and death are determined by the sky" are written.

After a little hesitation, I picked up the booklet and found that there was still a text underneath, which read: This technique is given to those who are destined, hoping to devote myself to practicing and relieving the common people. A glance at the booklet turned out to be a secret book of mystical arts, the content of which seemed familiar, but it was far beyond what I had learned. At the end of the booklet, I saw that it was written that this technique was a magic mystic, and I couldn't help but look up at the bat sculpture, which turned out to be a demon god. Needless to say, I'm the one who is destined.

On the other side, I don't know what the meaning of the door of life and death is, I didn't study it for a long time, and I searched in this ancient castle, but I didn't get anything. When he was sleepy, he fell asleep beside him, but he didn't want to wake up, he was already in the desert, and he actually went out of the city inexplicably.

I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't bother too much, and I had a secret book of mystical arts, so it was not in vain to come here. After that, I devoted myself to the process of cultivating mystical arts, until one day in my deep dream, an order suddenly came, asking me to go to Shu to find a green lake, there is a cave in the center of the green lake, and there is a black pool in the deepest part, where there is a hidden thing, I must find it and give it to a man with the surname Cheng.

When the command appeared, I saw the image in my dream of a giant black-winged bat, and at this time I also had a bat tattoo on my body, so I thought this command was a test of the demon god. The green lake in Shudi is not difficult to find, and the lost forest in front of the green lake is really difficult for me to get out of for a while.

In the cave of Blackpool, when I followed the instructions and found the purple gold box, I suddenly encountered two monster attacks at the same time, one was on land, which looked like a human form, but it was huge; One is in the water, resembling a fish, but fierce.

In the end, he escaped with serious injuries and fell crookedly on the side of the road. was rescued by a passing caravan, the leader of the caravan was actually surnamed Cheng, it really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, so I didn't need to look for people anymore. Before giving the box away, I deliberately confirmed with the demon god in a dream whether it was the man with the surname Cheng, and after getting a definite answer, I gave the box to the person the next day as a reward. And I also taught him some simple occult formulas, and at this point, my task was completed.

After this incident, I didn't receive any orders from the demon gods, I only needed to concentrate on cultivation, and on the basis of the original occult arts, I made new innovations and breakthroughs, and founded the "Huang Xingyuan" faction.

After going around for decades, my occult ability became higher and higher, and I gradually realized that I had actually forgotten something, but those images were too complicated and could not be coherent. Until the end of the century, I didn't fully remember the past.

For me, closing my eyes does not mean the end, but the beginning of another cycle of memory. When I woke up from the coffin, my mind was blank again, and when I lifted the lid of the coffin, I found that it was a tomb, and I had no impression of how I would lie in the coffin. So, from this hundred years onwards, I embarked on the road of no return to tomb robbing, not to seek antique artifacts, but to find myself.

Because one hundred years after another, I don't remember anything except my name Yao, everything is all over again. In the fifth centenary, I named myself, Sheng Shiyao.

Yao Tian Shun day, peaceful and prosperous times.

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The long-awaited new pit has been opened, "Continuation of the City's Half Life Floating Map", you must come.

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