Chapter 10: An Ancient Scripture

A small golden word appeared in the sunlight so abruptly, floating above this "strange tree". Brilliant and fluttering with the wind, like the waves of the sea.

Lin Feng was a little stunned, and after a short period of distraction, he quickly came back to his senses, looked around carefully, and found that there was no danger, so he began to look at these golden words seriously.

There are four or five lines of golden small characters, a total of about 40 words, each golden small character is painted with iron and silver hooks, like the incarnation of the avenue, carrying the truth of heaven and earth, full of mysterious atmosphere.

Lin Feng carefully watched each word, but found that he didn't recognize a single word. These small characters belong to the same kind of writing as the word "psychic" on the psychic blood knife, but Lin Feng didn't recognize it this time. Lin Feng scratched his head and cheeks there, very distressed, just like guarding Baoshan but having no door to enter.

These small golden characters are not ordinary at first glance, and the aura revealed attracts Lin Feng. The old black dog saw that his eyes were also straight, and he circled around the stake, but he didn't know where to start like Lin Feng.

Suddenly he opened his mouth and pounced on the little golden letters, trying to eat them into his stomach. Lin Feng was startled, afraid that the old black dog would destroy these small characters, but he didn't have time to stop it.

The old black dog pounced on it, and bit it, but it didn't bite anything, and its body passed through it. Finding that he had not succeeded, his eyes widened, and he looked incredulous, and he did not believe in evil, put his front paws on the stake, stood up like a person, and kept biting at these little golden words, but to no avail, and took a bite of air.

The old black dog tossed for a while, and found that it was useless, and was a little discouraged, but he did not give up, and made a predatory action, circling around these small words, staring at it without blinking, for fear of missing something important.

Lin Feng was not idle, racking his brains, searching his stomach and thinking about what he had learned before, to see if there was any help, but it was useless, so he had to memorize them all by rote and plan to come back in the future.

But it is very difficult, because I don't know how to write, not only how to write, but also memorize them word for word, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty. I just memorized the first word, closed my eyes, but found that my mind was blank, I didn't remember anything, after going back and forth a few times, I sighed and said: "If you don't understand it, forget it, it's still so difficult to remember, can't you really remember it, just let it disappear in vain?"

Lin Feng also knew clearly in his heart that these golden characters must be very big, maybe they can practice the exercises, after all, Lin Feng has seen the changes in his eyes these days, and he has personally experienced them, and he also has certain conjectures about these, if this world really becomes a world where immortals can be cultivated in ancient legends, those immortals who fly away from the sky and chase the sea Lin Feng is not surprised at all, after all, "ghosts" have appeared, and the immortals are not strange at all, Lin Feng still has a little expectation in his heart.

These golden characters may be a kind of exercise that can cultivate immortals, and in the future, it is impossible to say that this blood knife will be the capital for one's own life. It's just that he didn't know where to start, which made Lin Feng very helpless, could he really have no chance with him? Just miss it like this? Maybe there will be no such opportunity in the future.

Lin Feng was very unwilling, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to sit on the ground and sigh. The sun was setting in the west, and it was already about to set, and even the light was a few points less.

The golden little words also flickered in the fading sunlight, flickering and flickering, as if they were about to disappear half at any time, Lin Feng and the old black dog remembered to be like ants on a hot pot.

Suddenly, the psychic blood knife on Lin Feng's back was hot, Lin Feng was startled, he didn't care about the golden little words that were about to disappear, he quickly took it down, put it in front of his eyes, and didn't know what had changed. I saw that the psychic blood knife was shining and hot all over, especially the two ancient words "psychic" shining brightly and blooming. It's like encountering the breath of the same origin.

Lin Feng was holding a psychic blood knife, illuminated by the light of two ancient characters, and suddenly became extremely quiet, his mind was psychic, and his body seemed to have removed a layer of shackles, and it seemed to have faded away from the mortal dust, relaxed and ethereal. It's like a mirror wiping off dust, bright and dazzling.

The old black dog also encountered this situation, and also entered a state of deep oblivion.

Lin Feng suddenly understood the golden little words, Lin Feng seemed to have come to the nine heavens away, and the golden little words flew down one by one, turning into a golden dragon flying around Lin Feng. Through his body, in and out. A stream of sounds seemed to come from the nine heavens, and it seemed to have traveled through the ancient wilderness, from far to near, slowly becoming clear:

"Heaven and earth are not divided, and chaos is beginning to open

Tai Chi Wuji, the beginning of yin and yang

......

Sanyang Kaitai, Liuyang will be the head

Nine yang is in the sky, pure yang is immortal

The sun is infinite, when it is the sun"

Dozens of ancient words flowed in Lin Feng's heart, and Lin Feng entered a wonderful realm of enlightenment, mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders, indescribable.

When Lin Feng came from the deep understanding, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the night, and he was already startled, and he felt that after a while, it had been several hours here, and it was already dark, but fortunately he did not encounter any danger, otherwise he would not have the power to resist at all.

The old black dog had already woken up from his state of epiphany, and was staring around vigilantly, guarding for Lin Feng, but he didn't know what benefits the old black dog had gotten from it, after all, it couldn't be seen from the appearance.

Lin Feng held the knife in his hand and did not carry it on his back, because he was afraid that he would not be able to pull it out in time for fear of encountering any danger.

He had just learned from it that this scripture was really a cultivation method, but it was too profound, deep and difficult to understand, and he didn't feel anything about it for a while, and he was still exploring, but Lin Feng believed that he would definitely be able to cultivate a little famous.

Back at home, Lin Feng made a pot of soup with fish, loaches, yellow eel, etc., and added ginger, guyue and other seasonings. A delicious fish soup is out of the pot, fragrant, delicious and delicious, and the white soup is extremely thick and appetizing.

Lin Feng and the old black dog feasted happily, eating so well, Lin Feng felt that this fish soup was better than what he had drunk before, and the fish was also very tender and delicious, almost eating Lin Feng's tongue. After eating with a round belly, Lin Feng found that the energy brought by these fish and loaches was much more than the food that he had put at home before.

Lin Feng guessed that it should be these fish and loaches that have mutated, and the energy and vitality in their bodies are not the same, maybe with cultivation and evolution, these should be the main food sources, and only by eating these can we maintain basic physical fitness.

It was already past ten o'clock after eating these, Lin Feng was meditating like a Taoist priest, and the psychic blood knife rested on his lap, because he found that putting the psychic blood knife by his side could better remove his distracting thoughts, close to ethereal, almost like the Tao, his thoughts and comprehension had improved a lot, and his memory had also improved, and he would never forget it.

Lin Feng thought about this to use to cultivate the ancient scripture he had just obtained, but he was never allowed to enter. But he was not angry, he felt that he would definitely be able to cultivate, but he didn't understand it deeply, and he didn't have enough time, maybe the time hadn't come yet.

At one o'clock in the morning, Lin Feng was already standing in the place where he was yesterday waiting for the appearance of the White Bone Army, and he always had a feeling in his heart that the White Bone Army would appear, and the old black dog was also beside him, waiting for him.

Sure enough, more than half an hour later, the fog rose from yesterday, looking very strange, and then the white bone skeletons also slowly climbed up, hundreds of thousands, rushing towards this place together.

Lin Feng was not afraid, but a little excited, after all, these white bone armies could not cause any harm to themselves, but they allowed Lin Feng and the old black dog to get a lot of benefits, and there was a little feeling of sending a treasure boy, Lin Feng guessed that the psychic blood knife had a spirit, and it needed a lot of "energy" to treat himself, so that he could heal and be intact as before. The blood qi given to himself is the reward, Lin Feng felt that the more he killed, the more soul fire the psychic blood knife absorbed, and the more benefits he fed back to himself.

Lin Feng still wanted to get a few more strands of blood, and a few more times to be reborn! But for some reason, he felt that it would not be so simple, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The more important the moment, the calmer Lin Feng became, he was not blinded by desire, he was carried away, and he rushed into the army of white bones without impulsiveness, because he was a little restless in his heart, and felt that tonight would not be so smooth.

After Lin Feng slashed and killed the skeletons that were in the lead, he discovered the source of his uneasiness, and behind those ordinary white bone skeletons, he got up with weapons, and these weapons were bone soldiers. Some resemble knives, some form swords, some form hammers, and so on. Taller and more powerful than the skeletons that came in front of them, almost half a body taller. The bones are also larger. The body is much more flexible, and there is no longer a feeling of "slow swallowing". The soul fire was even better, about twice as many as those ordinary skeleton soldiers, giving Lin Feng the illusion that it was more agile, mixed with ordinary skeleton soldiers, and killed this side.

A skeleton holding a bone hammer was the first to come to Lin Feng, its huge body gave Lin Feng a huge sense of oppression, and he waved the bone hammer in his hand and smashed it towards Lin Feng. The bone hammer was so powerful that it felt unstoppable, smashing the white mist out of a "vacuum" zone, leaving traces that had not healed for a long time.

"When"

Lin Feng and these skeleton soldiers with weapons were in close contact, making a deafening tremor sound, the psychic blood knife did not work with one blow like last night, knocking these skeleton soldiers into the air, Lin Feng's hands were a little numb, these new skeleton soldiers were not comparable to those ordinary skeletons at all, ordinary skeleton soldiers were no different from ordinary people, Lin Feng could deal with them completely.

If it weren't for the help of that flesh and blood, and with the change of being reborn, he would not be able to fight against these white bone soldiers at all, and he would have been crushed.

The Bone Hammer Skeleton took a few steps back, and the soul fire trembled visibly, as if he couldn't believe that the human in front of him could block its hammer. The sudden victory of the soul fire seemed to be burning, giving people the feeling of being annoyed and angry, and smashing the bone hammer towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't resist hard, the strength of this bone hammer skeleton soldier is about the same as his own, hard fighting is not an obvious choice, he is just one person, there are a lot of these skeleton soldiers with weapons, and there are so many ordinary white bone skeletons, and many ants bite to death elephants.

Lin Feng dodged the hammer sideways, and the bone hammer smashed into the ground, smashing a big hole. Lin Feng seized the opportunity, taking advantage of the empty strength of the Bone Hammer Skeleton Soldier, he forcefully sent the blood knife into its head, and slammed it into its soul flame, the soul flame was sucked into the knife without any resistance at all, and the Bone Hammer Skeleton Soldier suddenly lost its strength, and the bones suddenly fell apart, falling down one by one, becoming a pile of white bones.

The old black dog also knew that these were hard stubble, and he didn't fight hard, so he kept dodging with the advantage of speed, and didn't care about the skeleton soldiers with weapons chasing him, turned around and ran to knock down the ordinary skeleton soldiers, or crash them apart, and then sucked them in a big mouth, and those soul flames turned into a little fire and flew towards its mouth. Desperately evolving himself.

The skeleton soldiers with weapons couldn't catch up with the old black dog at all, and passively chased the old black dog, these skeleton soldiers were very angry, completely ignoring the ordinary skeleton soldiers around them, regardless of whether there were skeleton soldiers in front of them, they all crushed them one by one, and suddenly the bones flew, and the soul flames fell to the side, and then flew up, converging towards their soul flames. Completely disregarding the feelings of companionship.

Perhaps in the eyes of these "dead things" there is no responsibility for comrades at all, and it is more about the supremacy of power and the domination of power. Lin Feng was taken aback, could these weapons and skeleton soldiers still be able to break through on the battlefield? Now he was barely able to resist, if he let them break through, he would have to do it.

Lin Feng's heart was a little heavy, and now he could only work hard to feed the Psychic Blood Knife, looking forward to being able to give Dao Blood Qi another way to transform himself in order to survive tonight's crisis.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng was also like the old black dog, relying on agility and terrain to slash and kill those ordinary white bone skeletons everywhere, let the psychic blood knife absorb those soul flames, and occasionally mend the weapons skeleton soldiers who were in a dilemma on this hillside, and slash at their heads hard, as long as they were touched by the soul flames, these white bone skeletons would be scrapped.

In this way, Lin Feng kept fighting guerrilla warfare according to his agility and terrain advantages, and one skeleton after another fell down, becoming the nourishment of the psychic blood knife, and that bad situation did not happen, and the psychic blood knife did not give Lin Feng blood like yesterday. Fortunately, Lin Feng has been trained by yesterday's blood. His physical fitness has changed dramatically, and he chased and escaped all the way, and finally survived until dawn.

The army of skeletons, like yesterday, retreated into the swamp before the sun arrived. Lin Feng finally let out a long breath, stood with his knife exhausted, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lin Feng watched the rising sun, he suddenly felt inexplicably, blessed to the soul with the ancient scriptures of the strange pine tree, the rhythm of breathing and breathing suddenly became ethereal, Lin Feng saw a golden gas flying out of the sun, turning into a golden swimming fish from his mouth to enter.