Chapter Seventy-Three: Trapped in a Corner

There are seventy-two holes of Xingyue, and each hole is different.

Song Ziyang walked forward about 200 zhang along the northeast passage, and then stepped into a huge karst cave.

This cave, like a palace, is extremely empty and capable, with naturally formed tables and chairs, and in the deepest part, there is a pond.

The water inside the pond is crisp and crystal clear.

In this enclosed environment, God knows where such clear water comes from.

The most peculiar thing is that this pond has existed for I don't know how many years, but the water inside has always been in a state of just fullness, no more, no less.

At the bottom of the pond are fist-sized pebbles, smooth and crystalline, covered with strange patterns.

He was a little curious about these pebbles, and wanted to catch a few to observe, so he pinched a trick to avoid water, jumped into the water, sneaked to the bottom of the pond, and reached out to take out two.

He stood on the edge of the pond and observed carefully, only feeling that this line was very mysterious, but he couldn't distinguish the deep meaning.

And after looking at it for a long time, he actually felt that he was a little dizzy, and it seemed that his soul was overconsumed.

He couldn't help but be startled, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

He was a monk who had already stepped into the realm of moving mountains, and his spirit was powerful, how could he easily become dizzy?

It seems that there are some secrets hidden in the naturally formed lines on this pebble.

But this is not the time to study this pattern, just about to put the pebbles into the void ring, but suddenly found that the lines on the pebbles began to fade, and the crystal luster gradually disappeared, becoming dull.

But in about ten breaths, it has become an ordinary stone, and there is no abnormality to be seen.

He was stunned, and looked suspiciously at the pond full of water, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

But it's definitely different, there's something special about it.

This mysterious pebble turned out to be an ordinary stone when it left the water.

He secretly paid attention to the location in his heart, and decided to find an opportunity to explore again, but now it is more important to find Chu Yidao to help her get out of trouble.

He began to continue to look at the cave, looking for a way.

There is no road in the northeast of this palace-like cave, there are only three roads, one due north, one due east, and one south-southwest.

Which one to take?

He repeated his old trick and threw out eighteen copper coins.

But after the copper coins landed, they did not lie down to reveal the front and back, but all stood upright and stood on the bluestone.

This kind of situation is very strange.

The positive and negative are not obvious, and the hexagram is difficult to achieve!

This also means that in this karst cave, the heavens are disordered and unpredictable.

I was fine before, why can't I stop divining when I get here?

He wondered.

"Circle!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he blurted out.

Only the natural magic circle can be free to disorder, shield the heavens, and cannot predict the future and deduce the future.

Yes, this Seventy-two Caves of the Star and Moon is a naturally formed magic circle, and if the monks who enter it cannot break the formation, they will inevitably be trapped inside.

And if you want to break the formation, you can only rely on the way of the magic circle, and the heavenly deduction is invalid here.

At least his own cultivation has not reached the point where he can suppress the magic circle here.

When you reach the realm of the dragon vein heavenly master, between the gestures, it is the heavenly way that follows, and here it relies on the natural formation of the branch veins of the Taihang dragon vein, I am afraid that it will be directly avoided, such as entering the realm of no one.

Of course, that realm was too far away, and I didn't know how many years of cultivation it would take to reach it.

It is even possible to be hopeless for the rest of your life, and you can only "although you can't reach it, your heart yearns for it".

Since you can't choose the most correct path through divination, you can choose either the east or the north.

The south-southwest is the road from which I came, and if I walk back, I am afraid that I will walk out of the 72nd Cave of Xingyue directly.

He began to walk eastward, walking along the narrow mountain road for nearly a thousand feet, and finally saw a wide space.

Among them, he encountered four forks, and the heavenly machine was still disordered and unpredictable, so he kept moving along the right hand side.

The distance of thousands of zhang is logically speaking, and it can already span the entire Longxiu Peak, but in the belly of this mountain, it always feels like the space is endless, and it will never end.

The moment he saw the new cave appear, he was overjoyed.

But after stepping into it, I was stunned to find that I was back again!

This is still the same cave as before, empty, high, shaped like a palace, with natural stone tables and chairs, a pond full of clear ice water, and pebbles with strange patterns.

He stood there stunned for a long time, smiling bitterly.

Now it's okay, not only did I not even see Chu Yidao's face, but I was also trapped here.

After a circle around the empty cave, I returned to the edge of the pond.

He had a hunch that this pond might be the key to cracking the entire seventy-two holes of Xingyue.

The mysterious patterns formed on the pebbles may be related to this natural array.

It's just that at this time, his cultivation is still too shallow, and no matter how he observes, he can't see the slightest abnormality.

Eventually, he frowned and decided to try the art of moving mountains first.

The reason why moving mountains is called "moving mountains" is because after reaching this realm, you can summon and enslave mountain ghosts, move mountain peaks, change the terrain, and slightly change the direction of the dragon veins.

Of course, according to the talent, the cultivation method, and the different comprehension of the Great Dao, the influence of the envoy mountain ghost on the trend of the dragon vein is also different.

This ability is extremely terrifying, and it also makes any Yin-Yang Warlock who moves mountains have a very high status on the entire continent, and is invited by many other sects and families in the Qi Sect to watch Feng Shui, transform the terrain, and find dragon veins.

If the family is cultivating in the dragon vein, it is naturally much more efficient than a barren land, and there are many other benefits.

After Song Ziyang stepped into the realm of moving mountains, he was curious to see what the mountain ghosts looked like, but it was a pity that in the ruins of the temple, not a single grass grows, and all living beings are cursed by the fallen gods, and it is difficult to survive, and there are no mountain ghosts.

The mountain ghost is not a real life, but a strange spirit born from the mountain.

Now in the belly of this mountain, he wants to try to summon the mountain ghosts, just transform the dragon vein, this Taihang dragon vein is one of the nine dragon veins of ancient times, and he wants to transform it at this little end, which is looking for death, even if it is a small branch vein in Qingzhou, it is not something that he can touch at the moment.

All he wants is to serve the mountain ghost and show him the way!

But after he cast the spell to summon the mountain ghosts, there was only a faint breeze passing by, and he did not react.

The spell failed!

In the seventy-two caves of the stars and moons, even mountain ghosts cannot be summoned.

At this time, he was a little exhausted, his brows were furrowed, and he was ready to continue to find the way, and then while exploring, he would solve it through the way of the magic circle he had learned.

"Hula ......"

But as soon as he stood up, a group of people poured into the cave.

The leader was a middle-aged woman with a haughty demeanor.

Behind her, a man and a woman stood.

The man was not very old, and his face had the same pride as that of the middle-aged woman, and his nostrils were facing the sky.

The moment Song Ziyang saw this young man, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "This ...... It can't be that coincidental, right?"