Thirty-six Dou Yang turns into Yin, this is the name of a formation, and it can also be called Thirty-six Dou Yin into Yang. (Note: Dou reads the third tone.) ）

"Borrow yin to turn yang, if yang flourishes and yin declines, the spell will die."

"Transform yin with yang, if yin flourishes in yang, spell will die."

"Those who are not the great yang will be the great yin."

"Those who are not the great yin will be the great yang."

"Yin and yang, yin and yang, yin and yang."

"Yin and yang balance each other, endlessly, drive it with art, and everything is safe."

This is my grandfather's annotation under the Thirty-six Dou Yang and Yin.

Roughly speaking, if the Yin Qi is used to transform the Yang Qi, and the Yin Qi is not enough to subdue the Yang Qi, then the caster will die on the spot, and vice versa.

If it is not the most yang, it cannot control the great yin, and if it is not the most yin, it cannot control the great yang.

The land of yin and yang are all strange places from the world to yang to yin, and the degree of their qi is completely equal, so they can maintain the balance of yin and yang, and can completely cancel each other out.

After listening to my explanation, Kuroko couldn't help but frown.

"You said you wanted to use the qi of the Yin Land, so it should be the fake Yin Yin you made, right? Your grandfather is using the real yin to cast a spell, and you make a fake, this is not reliable, right? Heizi muttered suspiciously, with some doubts in his eyes: "Xiao Yuan, it's not me who hits you, this method is a bit risky, if you're not careful, you'll have to die, isn't this a game of life?" ”

I turned my head sideways to look at Shen Han, and was relieved to see that they hadn't noticed me muttering to the sunspot.

"According to my grandfather's own words, he was not fully prepared at that time, and there were no materials to make fake yin, and if he happened to meet that real yin, he felt that God treated him well."

"Besides, you don't know how timid I am" I smiled, took a cigarette in my mouth with an obscene expression, lit it and took a hard puff, and said, "I won't do anything I'm not sure about." ”

I'm not saying this to comfort Kuroko.

Seriously, am I bold?

A man like me, who can be scared to tears when riding a pirate ship, can be regarded as a coward.

But I have to say that cowardice also has a hero's heart.

Especially the cowardice who has always wanted to do something big, pretending to be forced, and has never waited for the opportunity.

According to my old man's notebook, the success rate of this thing is as high as 100%, although he has only experimented a few times, but the 100% success rate is enough.

"I didn't see it, Xiao Yuan, you kid is quite capable." Seeing that I was so confident, Heizi couldn't help but believe my words, and patted me on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't brag, if you can calm the land of yang this time, after you go back, Lao Tzu will pay you a month's food money, and you can talk about what you want to eat." ”

"That's what you said." I smiled, "Don't go back then." ”

At this moment, Xiao An had already walked back out of breath, and his head was covered with hot sweat.

"It's finally all done" Xiao An sat down on the ground, picked up a bottle of mineral water and poured two sips, and asked me breathlessly: "Brother Changshan, what are we going to do next?" ”

"Let's go find the Dharma platform first, and then let's take turns carrying these corpses over." I said, and then beckoned to Zhao Qingluan: "Brother Zhao!" Can you stop crying! Hurry up and get to work! ”

Zhao Qingluan was still sitting on the ground wiping his tears, but as soon as he heard me shout, he got up without saying a word and ran to our side in a hurry.

"Brother Yuan, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't call me brother, I'm a few years younger than you," I smiled bitterly, "Now we have to go to find the Fatai, and we have to carry these corpses up the mountain by the way." ”

"Okay, I'll carry it." Zhao Qingluan nodded, his eyes red.

I don't know why, when we saw Zhao Qingluan's red eyes, none of us could laugh.

This grandson is really a girl, crying and crying for a long time, that's not an ordinary shame.

Think about it another way.

If I were Zhao Qingluan, and the people lying there were my relatives, my friend, then I am afraid that I would not be much calmer than Zhao Qingluan.

What's more, Shen Han also said that Zhao Qingluan's family background is not ordinarily wealthy, there must be hundreds of people in the "family", and every month's light is a big amount of money for tomb robbery.

Zhao Qingluan is the eldest young master of the Liangguang Zhao family, and the heir of the next Zhao Dou Sangong.

It's really touching that such a high-ranking prince can cry like this for a group of guys who eat with him.

Because of these reasons, we didn't laugh at him, let alone look down on him, but we all had a little admiration for Zhao Qingluan.

"I'll carry it for you." Shen Han walked over: "There is great strength in the number of people. ”

"Don't, you and Xiao An can pick us up here, don't make trouble." I said.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Shen Han to say anything, I took the sunspot and they went over to carry the corpse.

I have had the experience of carrying a living person, but carrying a corpse, this is really the first time that a big girl has been on a sedan chair.

Although there is no sign of decomposition in these corpses, their death is really not good-looking, and when I carry them on my back, I always feel that this grandson is trying to cheat the corpses.

There's really no way to describe the feeling of a dead person staring straight at you

All in all, I did coax again, but as soon as I saw that the sunspots and the corpses were all carrying their corpses and walking into the mountains, I didn't ink anymore, and randomly picked a corpse with a slightly better appearance, put it on my back and began to rush to the sunspots and them.

Soon, a few of us went into the jungle and walked cautiously up to the place where the heat wave was at its most intense in the mountains.

"Brother Zhao, don't go ahead, follow us." I shouted at Zhao Qingluan: "If I ask you to stop in a while, don't be stupid and continue to move forward." ”

Zhao Qingluan also seemed to know the seriousness of this matter, nodded seriously, and said, understood.

As we got closer and closer to the Dharma platform, the temperature around us was gradually rising, and after walking for a while, I saw that Kuroko's face was as if he had just been washed in a basin of water.

Those who don't experience it in person can't imagine what we experienced at that time.

The forest was so dense that there was hardly any sun to be seen, and the scene in front of me was dim, but this is the kind of place where the cool breeze should be blowing, and it's all fucking heat!

It's like putting a living person in a steamer and steaming it.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and the current situation is a little different from the stuffiness in the steamer.

It's all dry around us, cracks are cracked in the soil, and breathing in the hot and dry air, I just feel like my throat is about to catch fire.

"Hey, I'll go down with this momentum, I'm afraid we'll have heat stroke for a while" Kuroko only has one hand, and it was not convenient to carry the corpse on his back, but at this time, he couldn't wipe his sweat if he wanted to, so he could only blink his eyes vigorously: "Damn, how is this place the same as the Flame Mountain"

"Maybe the Flaming Mountain in Journey to the West is the prototype of the Yanglu Land." I smiled bitterly, wiped my sweat with difficulty, squinted at the dense forest in front of me, and felt a faint sense of danger in my heart.

It seems to be almost there

"Brother Zhao, you and Brother Heizi will rest here first, and I'll go over to explore the way." I said, finding a clean place, and gently put the corpse on my back down.

Kuroko looked at me, as if to say something.

I gave him a look, signaling that he didn't need to worry, that I was sure.

"Be careful." Kuroko said.

I nodded, didn't say anything, and walked cautiously into the depths of the forest.

As I walked towards my destination, I took out the wooden box in my pocket and kept looking at it, for fear that it would suddenly change color.

As I walked, I observed the small wooden box in my hand, and just as I focused my attention on the small wooden box, I only felt a slight change in the ground under my feet.

It's like stepping into the sand.

I subconsciously looked down and saw that my right foot had stepped into a pile of gray powder, while my left foot, which was only half a meter away, was still stepping on normal ground.

Only then did I come back to my senses, and I hurriedly raised my head to see that the weeds and trees in front of me had all disappeared, and in their place were layers of white ash on the ground.

"Could it be that this yang energy has already burned all the living things around me," I muttered, looking left and right.

There was already an empty boundary in the woods, no weeds, no trees, no barren mountains and mountains.

The only thing that exists is dead silence.

That's right.

In this place, apart from my own sounds, I could not hear the slightest song of insects or birds.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of wood popping from the wooden box in my hand.

Looking down, the upper left corner of the wooden box seemed to be stained with blood, and it was red, and the color was very conspicuous.

"It's time to arrive"