There is no way to come, and there is no way to go.

Ma Xiaochun just felt that he was too unlucky, and he simply poured eight lifetimes of blood mold. This cave where birds don't shit, why the hell did they step into it?

After thinking about it, I still blame myself for being too timid and having too poor psychological quality.

My brother let me run, I just run, what's the ink? Run, run, I'm looking at the road, it's good now, I stepped on the air and fell. Alas, I don't know what happened to my brother.

However, if you think about it carefully, there are some strange things that are so strange in this desert bitter cold place, there is such a world underground? If it is naturally formed, then I have to sigh at the creator's miraculous workmanship, but Ma Xiaochun touched the edge of the cave and could almost conclude that this is an artificially dug cave.

Since it is excavated manually, there must be an exit.

Ma Xiaochun looked up, he didn't even know where he fell in. Touched it from his arms and took out a fire fold, although he was a low-level knight who was recruited later, but he still had a little basic survival literacy.

As soon as the fire fold was lit, the entire cave suddenly lit up, and Ma Xiaochun was so frightened that he sat on the ground. Damn, I lit a fire fold in my hand, why are all the candles that existed in the cave lit? Although Ma Xiaochun is timid, he will not be so frightened that he will sit on the ground with the candle lit. It's just that the scene in the cave is really scary, there are statues around the cave, all of them are eyebrows and eyes, fierce and vicious, and their bodies are splashed with red paint, like blood. Directly opposite Ma Xiaochun, there is a coffin standing high in the air, with a couplet hanging on both sides of the coffin, and the vermilion typing on the top clearly reads: Establish evil for the people, increase evil for heaven and earth!

Ma Xiaochun took a step forward tremblingly, and with a crisp sound, Ma Xiaochun looked down with the sound and was startled again.

White bones, a white skeleton in clothing.

The sound just now was naturally the sound of his feet stepping on the white bones, the white bones' fingers pointed to a ground, Ma Xiaochun looked at it, and saw dozens of lines of small characters densely packed with handwriting, strong and powerful, and extremely deep into the ground.

"I am Wu Qi, the left envoy of the Demon Sect, in a battle ten years ago, the Demon Sect was severely damaged, and almost all the troops were wiped out. But the master of the sect alone fought the top ten masters, killed one person, and severely damaged the brilliant record of the four, I still remember it vividly. It's just that the sect leader was also seriously injured and couldn't wake up, and I and the right envoy Xiang Tian smiled at the brothers and all the surviving brothers in the sect, desperately fighting their way out of the encirclement with the badly wounded sect leader. The empire is still in pursuit, and Brother Xiang has no choice but to intercept the pursuers alone, and they have unfortunately died. I took the leader of the living dead alone, searched for famous doctors, and finally failed. Fortunately, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren gave him a pill of "Huangquan Qidu", and the sect leader saved his life, but he also fell into a long sleep. I took my family and hid in the desert, hoping that the sect leader would one day wake up and revive the power of the Demon Cult. ”

Ma Xiaochun thought to himself, it turned out to be the predecessor of the Demon Sect, Wudang Zhang Zhenren, this was already eight hundred years ago. Could it be that the person lying in this coffin is Liu Changqing, the leader of the Demon Sect eight hundred years ago?

Looking further down, it reads: "The imperial inventory is becoming more and more strict, I don't want to burden my wife and children, leaving martial arts cheats and artifacts surrounded by golden scales, so I built this underground palace on the edge of this desert, this underground palace imitates the original demon sect and demon altar, the demon fire is endless, I want to one day, the demon fire will rekindle the continent." After one year and three months, the construction of the underground palace was finally completed. I spent more than three months setting up the Demon Flame Formation. Most of the formations in the world are effective against ordinary people, but they lose their effect against top masters, and the Demon Flame Formation does the opposite, and those who practice martial arts, whose strength is higher than that of Tianxuan, will not be able to detect it, let alone step into this underground palace.

Ma Xiaochun broke out in a cold sweat, your grandmother's, no wonder Lao Tzu stepped in. Under the supervision of Ma Dafeng, Ma Xiaochun can also be regarded as stepping into the martial arts and successfully reaching the Tianshu Great Star Position. However, this senior Wu Qi is really amazing, and he can actually set up such a formation. If you are above Tianxuan, you will not be able to detect it, let alone step into it. It's no wonder that it hasn't been discovered for 800 years. Damn, which martial arts student didn't break through the Tianshu Great Star Rank in one month and break through Tianxuan in three months? It took me Ma Xiaochun a year of practice to reach the Tianshu Great Star Position. Shame, shame, don't want to, don't want to.

Ma Xiaochun couldn't blush anymore and continued to look down.

"During this period, I kept talking to the sect leader, hoping that the sect leader would wake up and fight again. Unfortunately, until I carved this text, the sect leader still did not wake up. I once wondered, was I deceived by Zhang Zhenren? I thought that I had this thought, I really shouldn't, Zhang Zhenren not only saved our lives, the empire united with the rangers, when the various major sects surrounded and suppressed the Demon Sect, Wudang was also the only sect that did not participate, if you want to harm us, you can do it with one palm, why is this? Today, I engraved this text, hoping that someone who is destined to see it, bury my body, and then kneel and knock three times with the sect leader, and the demon sect will protect you with good fortune. ”

Ma Xiaochun sighed, sighing in his heart, Senior Liu, Senior Wu, what kind of heroic and heroic spirit is that, and he still ended up like this? I can't write anything, I can't do martial arts, except I like to listen to the people under the bridge tell stories, and if I can tell historical allusions, what else will I do?

immediately started digging a pit, and for no reason he mustered up the courage to bury Wu Qi's body in it.

After burying Wu Qi's body, Ma Xiaochun knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, and said, "Senior Wu, you can rest in peace." The younger generation doesn't ask for any blessings, but only asks the old lady to enjoy her old age in peace, and my brother to have more blessings, get promoted and make a fortune as soon as possible, and find a beauty to be my sister-in-law. As for me, I'll listen to books every day. Hahaha, senior, don't make fun of me for being unambitious. You say, what are those people doing so desperately, and are storytellers coming to tell their stories for posterity? That's interesting. It's just that I think people struggle all their lives, isn't it just to be themselves? I listen to books and be myself, haven't I already achieved my goal, so what am I fighting for? Ah, it's a pity that there is no wine here, otherwise with heroes and high-rollers like the old-timers, but the younger generations can't ask for blessings in a few lifetimes. ”

Ma Xiaochun said: "Don't talk about it, I'll go and pay a big salute to Senior Liu first." ”

Ma Xiaochun didn't care about the dust on his knees, so he cautiously ran to the coffin and made three kneels and nine bows. Suddenly, two sounds came, and a flag flew out from Ma Xiaochun's left, and a stone was tied to the end of the flag.

It is engraved with "If you are destined to be sincere, you will be the leader of the Demon Sect, and I hope to revive the majesty of the Demon Sect!"

Demon Cult, Master.

Ma Xiaochun's face was full of black lines. Eight hundred years ago, the Demon Sect was hit hard, and in the next hundred years, the Demon Sect completely disappeared from the stage of history.

Ma Xiaochun began to jump, jumping hard, only a few inches off the ground.

Forget it, let's climb up.

With this kind of cultivation, I don't want to go to the wall anymore, or it's more practical to listen to the story.

Ma Xiaochun climbed up step by step, the edge of the palace wall was smooth, and it was really difficult to climb. Ma Xiaochun attached his few spiritual powers to his hands and feet, and slowly climbed up little by little.

The hanging coffin doesn't look high, but it is actually more than a few feet, which means that the leader of the Demon Sect is high. After Ma Xiaochun climbed to the top, he was frightened, and all the spiritual power attached to his hands and feet was frightened, and Ma Xiaochun naturally fell from a place a few feet high.

He actually opened his eyes.

Demon Sect, Liu Changqing.

The body does not decompose, and after 800 years, it will open its eyes to the world again.

Eight hundred years ago, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren soared into immortals.

The imperial monarch was fascinated, and named Wudang as the ancestral court of Taoism, and was worshiped by Taoism all over the world, but Wudang was leisurely, not slapping horses, not flattering, what should I do. Originally, this is nothing, this Jianghu is who has hard fists and who speaks. But since Zhang Sanfeng has been down for three generations, the quality of Wudang's disciples has become more and more dear, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the rivers are declining, and the relationship between the dots is not in place, and it is gradually not valued by the empire, but the Longhu Mountain that has come up later is growing stronger and stronger.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain refined the elixir for the princes and nobles, gave names and fortunes, accepted the princes and disciples as apprentices, and even the Taoist priests personally entered the court as officials, and there were not a few people who paid homage to the princes. The head of the Fifth Regiment of the current empire is the junior disciple of the head of Longhu Mountain. Longhu Mountain is said to be very capable of bluffing, fortune telling, I heard that there is a celestial machine instrument on the Heavenly Master Pavilion of Longhu Mountain, it has always been a last resort, and only twelve hexagrams a year, among the twelve trigrams, eighty percent were occupied by the princes and nobles, and there were only two or three trigrams left for the people of the rivers and lakes to fight for. Alchemy, refining is longevity, prolonging life, Dragon and Tiger Mountain Pill Pavilion, perennial flames, but even so, it can only produce more than 100 pieces a year, and it is naturally for the princes and nobles to enjoy. Martial arts, for Longhu Mountain, this should not be called martial arts, but spells, the power of heaven and earth, wind, thunder and rain, the power of the five elements, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the disciples of Longhu Mountain can control it, so when you encounter people who use the five elements or the power of nature, in addition to those who are born with ability, they may also be disciples of Longhu Mountain.

Long Yu muttered in his heart, he was instinctively a little frightened, strange, Lao Tzu can play five here, but the other party is only four people, I'm afraid of him?

But I'm afraid, inexplicably afraid.

Zhang Xingrui said: "Long Yu, Xiaoxiao, you do what you can, you don't have to be reluctant." There's the old way here. After saying the one-handed mantra, Long Yu and Chen Xiaoxiao felt a burst of depression again, the strength of this spiritual power had never been seen in their lives.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a baby's arm slashed down.

Zhang Qiling of the full ring took the lead.

Zhang Xingrui used all his spiritual power, gathered it on the top of his head, and actually formed an invisible wall of qi, resisting the thunder and lightning.

Zhang Qiling said leisurely: "I have long heard that Wudang is a real person with the legacy of Master Sanfeng, and I have never had the opportunity to ask for advice, and today, the younger generation is not welcome." ”

Zhang Xingrui snorted and said: "It's just a false praise from friends in the rivers and lakes, but the name of the little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain is not small. Lao Dao heard that the little heavenly master specializes in the thunder method, I don't know if he has surpassed the first master? If not, Lao Dao advises you, don't be ashamed!"

Zhang Qiling suddenly burst out laughing and asked rhetorically, "Does the Dao Master know how my master died?"

Zhang Xingrui paused for a moment, rumors in the rivers and lakes that Zhao Guangming, the three-day master of Longhu Mountain, that is, Zhang Qiling's master, died of a lightning strike and was seriously injured, and there were even rumors in the rivers and lakes that it was the head of the fourth regiment of knights, Lei Emperor. Also, in the whole world, Zhao Guangming, who is good at thunder with thunder, who can kill Zhao Guangming, who is good at thunder with thunder, who else in the entire continent except the Thunder Emperor who has thunder ability? For this reason, the fifth head of the Knights also fought with the Thunder Emperor. It's just that Zhang Qiling's words at this time, without careful scrutiny, already know that it was Zhang Qiling's great rebellion.

Zhang Xingrui said in a row: "Okay, well, the old Taoist will come to learn and learn!"

At this time, Ye Lingjun of Longquan Sword Chi had already raised his sword, Long Yu gritted his teeth, Lao Tzu was afraid of your ball, and he went up to the sword. The bitter monk said a Buddha chant, and also made a palm and rushed over, and Chen Xiaoxiao took the palm.

Only Wu Yiyan and the two brothers of the Wu family were left, looking at each other.

Three pairs of eyes, before the eyes revealed the cold and murderous aura, Long Yu, who was fighting on the side, had already screamed and was injured on the ground.

Strange, Long Yu obviously saw Ye Lingjun take out the sword from the left, and his cold mangs resisted to the left, why did he fall into the air, but his right hand was cut by Ye Lingjun's fast sword. After a few more rounds, the more I felt weird. The sword came from the right, and the sword came out to the left, but it was blocked, and the front rushed up, but the back was stabbed and bloodied.

After a few battles, Long Yu probably knew the rules, Ye Lingjun was mostly a capable person, fighting him, left is right, up is down, front is back, and vice versa.

Ye Lingjun looked at Long Yu playfully, Long Yu also looked at Ye Lingjun playfully, and saw him coming out of the sword from the left, Long Yu saw the opportunity and blocked to the right, thinking that he could block the attack this time, and waited for the opportunity to counterattack. But this time, the left is the left.

Long Yu's left side was red again.

Long Yu looked at Ye Lingjun suspiciously and viciously.

Ye Lingjun put away his sword and said: "You think well, my ability is called "rebellion", and the things that can make you feel are all reversed, for example, if you hear my voice from the front now, in fact, I am behind you." ”’

Quietly, another sword shattered the ice armor, and red was seen everywhere.

Naturally, Long Yu got himself an ice armor, otherwise, with a sword on his back, Long Yu would have died.

"I used this ability, and the left side you see is actually the right side, but the back side is the front. It's not too scary, what's really scary is that you don't know when I used it and when I dismantled it. Sounds like a gamble, right? Yes, you can only bet, bet on the left that you see now, whether it's really the left or not. It's a pity that this kind of gambling is 90% of the way for me!"

Long Yu's hands trembled a little, and he finally understood why he had heart palpitations and why he was afraid.

It's a battle that can't be won at all.

You can only gamble. Long Yu gritted his teeth and blocked to the right.

There was no new pain. Won the bet?!

It's just that it's dark in front of me, and I can't see anything.

It's sand!

Wu Wenjun manipulated the sand to surround Long Yu, and Wu Wenjun snorted: "Get in the way, help!"

Long Yu scolded in the sand ball: "Stinky little ghost, what kind of nonsense is your grandmother?! Lao Tzu has tried his ability, you used to win 30%, now at least 50%!"

Wu Wenjun said: "Cut, if I make a move, I don't have to try it at all." Against him, the absolute defense of my sand can be regarded as perfect restraint!"

It turned out that long before Long Yu and the others arrived, Uncle Zhao taught a set of sign language, which only Wu Wenjun and Wu Shaohong could understand.

After Long Yu and Xiaoxiao arrived, they talked in sign language, and the strength of the monk was half of the whole ring, so he was not afraid, but the other two were not able to know the ability, and it was easy to suffer when they fought. hurriedly made a plan, Long Yu and Chen Xiaoxiao did not seek victory, but sought flaws, Wu Wenjun and Wu Shaohong observed on the side, and after gaining insight into the flaws or abilities, they would break them. It's just that Zhang Qiling found Zhang Xingrui, and Chen Xiaoxiao could only face the bitterness.

Long Yu sat on the ground and sighed, if you don't count that guy's ability, I may not be able to win just because of my swordsmanship.