"Something is wrong"

The sun was rising, next to the waterfall, Lin Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, he had already exhaled the microant breathing method for half an hour, and the true qi in his body was much purer.

What's more, there has been more progress in terms of speed.

But

"According to the records in the books, the micro-ant breathing method, after cultivating to the Dacheng realm, can achieve unexpected effects and benefits"

Lin Yi looked down at the inheritance ancient book in his hand and frowned tightly.

If it's something else. I'm afraid that Lin Yi has already studied it thoroughly, and with his understanding and experience during the tribulation period, it stands to reason that there is no exercise on earth that can stump him.

However, this micro-ant breathing method has delayed Lin Yi in the realm of "entering the house".

There are four realm levels of cultivation exercises, namely: Xiaocheng, entering the hall, perfecting the fire, reaching the peak, these four realms, take Lin Yi as an example, his call for wind and rain is the realm of Xiaocheng. And the sword scabbard without a blade and sweeping thousands of armies is perfect.

The more difficult the exercises are, the more difficult it is to increase the realm.

Take Lin Yi as an example, he was almost at the same time, cultivating to call for wind and rain. and two other swordsmanship.

But

Now, with the sword scabbard without a blade and sweeping thousands of armies, Lin Yi is almost on the verge of reaching the peak, and he can completely analyze these two swordsmanship at any time, and Lin Yi is still only a small success.

"This mere breathing method is second only to the wind and rain in difficulty?" Lin Yi smacked his tongue secretly, in disbelief.

The more he cultivated, the more he felt the strangeness of this breathing method.

After a long time, Lin Yi put down the inheritance of ancient books and sighed: "That's it, don't think about these for the time being, take one step at a time, and take your time steadily." ”

Click-click-click

Lin Yi stood up, stretched his muscles, lifted his heavy sword uselessly, and jumped onto a waterfall hundreds of meters high.

He was upstream of the waterfall and began to practice swords.

The sword qi moved, accompanied by the lifelike power of thunder, the wind howled, and the crazy sword intent. More domineering than knife skills.

"Drink!"

Lin Yi let out a low shout, accompanied by a loud thunderous sound, Lin Yi slashed the naturally huge waterfall in half with a sword!

The waterfall, leaving a terrible sword mark.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, not very satisfied with his current strength, and continued to practice swords.

It wasn't until he was out of breath and sweating profusely that he withdrew his sword, jumped off the waterfall, said hello to the wine on the distant mountain peak and the little girl in white, and left the jade pendant space.

"Wine, gone!"

The figures of the two flashed and landed in the guest room of the restaurant.

"Master, I'm a little sleepy" Jiujiu was confused, drowsy for days, not at all like a cultivator.

Lin Yi smiled dumbly, wine is like this, the biggest difference from human monks is that she is greedy and sleepy, and she seems to always be like a porcelain doll that does not grow up.

"Sleep. Lin Yi rubbed the little head melon of the wine dotingly.

Gradually, the wine fell asleep.

Lin Yi retracted the corners of his smiling mouth, his expression was quite solemn, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "This Xiazhou is really weird, I have been here for so long, and I have never heard of the existence of a secret realm, logically speaking, this is the gathering place with the strongest average strength in the Chinese monk circle, and there should also be the richest secret realm place, how can it be?"

Thinking of this, Lin Yi fell into deep thought.

He didn't call An Wan'er to solve his confusion. Instead, he quietly walked out of the restaurant

"Three pins of pills, Tong Su is not bullied!"

"The best magic weapon, the highest price wins!"

"Lao Tzu fuck you, you dare to sell fake pills to me, can't you find death!?"

"Hmph, I have no eyes, who is to blame!?"

Along the way, Lin Yi saw too many struggles and fights on the streets, and the city on the west coast was still so chaotic, with no order and no restraints.

"This West Coast is really a paradise for criminals."

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh, in vain, he seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly stopped, "Wait West Coast West Coast"

Lin Yi woke up suddenly.

Immediately, he rushed towards the outside of the city non-stop, if he wasn't worried about provoking the enemy, I am afraid that Lin Yi would gallop at a high speed and knock over the people on the side of the street!

It is enough to see how anxious Lin Yi is to get out of the city!

"I've been here for so long, I've been staying in the city, and the only time I've gone out of the city is only to go to the Haichuan Sect not far away."

"As for the West Coast. A real lake, but never been there!"

Lin Yi gradually understood in his heart, he always felt that Xiazhou was not without a secret realm, but the mysterious lake that was alleged to be called the west coast, there might be a big problem!

Not long after, when Lin Yi trotted all the way, about half an hour, he had already left the city gate.

Whew

By the freshwater lake, the breeze was howling, blowing on Lin Yi's cheeks, and it was cool.

Obviously it was just a lake, but it was the feeling of the sea breeze blowing out, which attracted Lin Yi to walk in step by step.

"Is this the sea of corpses?"

Look at the blood left at your feet, and the few that haven't been cleaned up. The stump and broken arm left behind, Lin Yi muttered to himself.

The rule on the West Coast is that the monks who die every day will eventually throw their bodies into the lake and dispose of them, and why not be cremated. Why don't you bury it, why don't you feed it to the monsters

Lin Yi didn't know the reason for all this.

It seems that many years ago, the rules that corpses should be thrown away in the lake were born, and they have been passed down from generation to generation and have continued for many years.

"Young man, just came to Xiazhou, right?"

Just when Lin Yi was in a daze, in vain, a big man's voice sounded next to him.

Lin Yi turned his head to look. In front of him, a sturdy man was busy working, dumping dozens of corpses that had just died from the storage ring, and throwing the corpses into the lake with difficulty with his sturdy arms.

"Are you specifically doing this job?" Lin Yi was secretly surprised.

The sturdy man smiled stupidly and said: "I have been doing this business for more than 30 years, my family has been a corpse thrower for generations, I have been with my grandfather since I was a child, and I am busy every day.

"More than thirty years?" Lin Yi narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

From the words of this sturdy man, I heard that he had been doing this work with his grandfather since he was a child, and until now, it has only been more than thirty years

And this sturdy man looks like he is about forty years old

"Are you an ordinary person!?" Lin Yi was surprised.

The sturdy man nodded, smirked, and said, "Yes." I can't compare with you cultivators, I just do rough work. ”

Lin Yi secretly smacked his tongue, unbelievable that there would be ordinary people in the strongest Xiuzhen circle in China, the most chaotic west coast in Xiazhou.

And, even more incredible, he actually survived to this day

As if he saw Lin Yi's doubts, the sturdy man smiled and said, "Here, no one who knows the rules will kill me." Although I'm just a mortal, even if the old man comes, there's nothing he can do about me!"

"How do you say this?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

The sturdy man replied, "If I die, who will do this?"

Lin Yi was silent, and the strong man had already thrown away all the corpses and walked into the distance, and the hearty voice was conveyed in Lin Yi's ears: "The rules handed down by the ancestors, even if they are evil people, they must be followed, this is the tradition of our Chinese since ancient times."

Lin Yi stayed on the shore, thoughtful.

"For more than 30 years, an ordinary person, in this place where dozens of people die every day, has lived for more than 30 years without incident"

"Every monk is following the rules and will not touch him"

"He is a corpse thrower, and the family is alone"

Gradually, Lin Yi began to wonder, how many years ago did the corpse casters begin to be born, and what was the reason why they had to throw corpses into this mysterious lake for generations?

In vain, an extremely ridiculous idea was born in Lin Yi's mind

"Could it be that throwing corpses is paying tribute to this lake!?" Lin Yi was taken aback by his own thoughts.

It's just a lake, how can there be life!?

Gradually, Lin Yi muttered to himself: "This lake is really mysterious, it's too strange, why don't I go down and have a look?"