In a dazed state, Wu Yan opened his eyes, and the ashes were sprinkled and fell, and he entered the grave again.

Wu Yan looked helpless, stretched out his hand to catch a piece of ash, and sat on the ground dejectedly.

Shaking off the ashes in his hand, he raised his head and shouted, "Good boy, Daddy has fallen in this hellish place again, quickly rescue me." Otherwise, I will sue you for the crime of unfilial piety. ”

Outside the small courtyard, Wu Lone, who was gnawing on the rabbit leg, sneezed, muttered, and continued to concentrate on tearing the meat in his hands.

After shouting for a long time, Wu Jian found that he was still trapped in this space. In desperation, I had to follow the old rules, continue to open the door, and fight the monsters.

This time, Wu Gen turned into a sturdy young man, carefully touching as he followed the team, and finally found a short Inhuman who seemed to be the weakest in battle.

Xing Chong rushed over, and as soon as he looked at him, the knife in Wu Gan's hand was almost knocked away by the other party. I never thought that this stranger, who was a head shorter than Wu Gan, was a tiger with implied strength and a long stick dancing.

After less than three moves, Wu Yan was already whining and screaming, holding his head and running away.

Even though I knew that I could start over when I died, the physical pain was solid. Moreover, Wu Jian also found that as long as he died once, his mind would be weaker. If you want to die here, it should be detrimental to your soul.

In a hurry, he had a flash of inspiration, remembered the pattern on the first page of the Yi Sutra, and then operated his own qi and blood according to the lines.

Fortunately, the body that is currently incarnated has no hindrance in the operation of the Intention Sutra.

Suddenly, the body's qi and blood soared and the phoenix soared, and a stream of warmth and fluidity rushed all over the body. Wu Gen felt that if he had divine help, he would take out his sword and fist, light as flying, heavy as thunder, flowing and running as expected.

Gradually, the decline gradually recovered, and there was even room to fight back.

This feeling made Wu Gen feel very curious. It turns out that Wu Lonely really didn't deceive people, and this Yijing does have its miraculousness. After a long time of fighting, Wu Gen gradually understood the pattern.

These patterns are not about specific moves, but rather a mental method that stimulates the body's potential. It's just that when it comes to specific operation, how to transport and connect the qi orifice, and how to exert strength and weakness, you still need to think carefully about it.

After thinking about the joint, Wu Gen no longer thought about escaping at this time, but hoped to fight with his opponent for a longer time. This epiphany between life and death is far more precious than the careful thinking about it on a daily basis.

Finally, the opponent's long stick was knocked into the air.

Stepping on the alien, Wu Gen looked up to the sky arrogantly and laughed, "Who else, who else dares to fight with the master." Uh......" Gladly looking down, a spear pierced his chest.

Turning his head to squint, a monster with a dog's head was hurrying to retract his spear.

"There is no morality, and there are no rules." Wu Gan muttered and fell to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the grave.

Wu Yan hurriedly got up, couldn't wait to rush forward, pushed open the stone gate and rushed into the battlefield again.

In this way, more than a dozen times back and forth, Wu Gen was full of interest. After many lives and deaths, the incarnation survived longer and longer, and it was obvious that his strength had increased significantly. It is estimated that if you die a thousand times, you will be able to master the first page of the mind.

But at this moment, above the heavenly dome, the giant eye reappeared.

"No, I don't want to leave yet, I can hold on." Wu Yan cried out in grief, but as soon as his eyes were dark, he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside the window, and I was still lying on the bed in the room, with the booklet still covered on my face.

Quickly sat up, carefully hid the booklet, and hurriedly went out to look for Wu Lone.

Sure enough, I found Wu Lone, who had been waiting here for a long time, in the stove room.

Without saying a word, Wu Yan rolled up his sleeves and turned on the fire to cook.

The rice jar was scraped and scraped, and even the broken rice was put into the pot. The meat hidden on the beams of the house is all removed, fried or steamed, which can be said to be a whole body of craftsmanship.

A sumptuous meal was served, Wu Gan invited Wu Lao to the top, his face was full of flattery, "Brother Wu, you are hungry, please use it slowly." ”

Wu Lonely was not polite, the chopsticks flew up and down, the cheeks were bulging high, and under the wind and clouds, the table full of food was swept away.

Touching his bulging belly, he reached out and tore a branch from the broom, and slowly picked his teeth.

Wu Qian hurriedly sent the acacia leaf tea that had already been brewed, and carefully removed the rice grains on Wu Lao's clothes.

"Wow." After taking a sip of tea comfortably, Wu Lonely looked at Wu Yan with a smile, "What, don't give me a father, last night it was a little martial artist on the left, and a rebel on the right called for half a night." ”

"You see, it's not like you've been eating for the past two days, and your mouth is running out of the wind. If your stomach is uncomfortable, you will go to the thatched house and your eyes will be panicked. There are eyes without beads, and they don't know the masters.

Only today did I know that Brother Wu is the living immortal of the game Hongchen. Wu Gan's face was not red, his ears were not red, and he sincerely apologized.

"Okay, you can be soft and hard, and you will definitely be a scourge in the future. Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, say, what's the matter. ”

"What is this Sutra of Meaning, and how is it so powerful?"

Wu Lonely twisted his beard and said slowly: "The world of the human body is like the universe of Zhoutian, which contains the essence and is secretly in line with the principles of heaven. And the qi is the sky full of stars, and the stars move and turn to have their own heavenly way.

The ancestors looked up at the elephant, looked down at the body, and studied the operation of the way of heaven, so as to become the Sutra of Meaning. For martial artists, cultivating this sutra can strengthen the soul, resonate with the inner and outer world, and become the power of aliens. ”

Wu Yan asked a little strangely, "Let's not mention the Yijing first, since you can rescue me from the mound, you can know the origin." ”

Wu Lonely shook his head and said, "Boy, you are really daring, you dare to enter that place without knowing anything." This place is an ancient battlefield, there are many heroes who have died in battle, because of the obsession is very heavy, and the natural yin of this place has formed this strange place, such as calling it a ghost.

When a person's soul enters a ghost, it is inevitably infected by yin energy, and the light one is depressed, and the heavy one dies. Moreover, all the remnant souls in this ghost are all people who died in battle, and the evil spirit is very heavy, and ordinary people may have their souls damaged as long as they enter.

If you experience life and death in the ghost, each time you die, you will cut the life fire by one layer. However, ghosts do not appear all the time, and only occasionally appear on full moon nights. After one to three days, it will dissipate on its own, and if it is harder, it will survive and not die. ”

The more Wu Yan listened, the paler his face became, and he hugged Wu Lone's thigh, crying, "Brother Wu, I'm going to die, do you know how many times I've died in it." For the sake of my brothers, burn more paper money on my grave in the future. As he spoke, he wiped his snot from his legs.

Wu Lao kicked it away, "Get away, you look like a dragon and a tiger, you recognize the dead word, and the dead word still doesn't recognize you." ”

Scratching his head as he spoke, "However, your kid's soul is very strong, and after going through so many times, it is not a big deal." Amazing, wonderful. Could it be that it is a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. ”

Wu Yan still looked sad, "But once you enter it, you can't get out, even if my stone pendant is hard, it can't withstand this little bit of wear and tear, and it will always die in it after a long time."

Besides, I was ordered to be stationed here, if I escaped, I would definitely have to be wanted in the world, and there was no place for me in Zhao State. ”

"That's just as well." Wu Lao supported his head with one hand, groped around on his body for a long time, and took out a bell, "When you sleep on weekdays, hang this thing at the head of the bed." If you get caught up in the ghost again, it will also enter. When you want to quit, you can rattle the bell. ”

Wu Yan took the rusty-looking bell and put the letter into his arms, "Why is it that in the ghost, the Yijing runs like a fly, but after it comes out, it is obscure." ”

Wu Liao sighed, "This cultivation is also a matter of talent. The person you incarnated in the ghost can't be said to be a martial arts master, and the qi is connected, and the operation is sure to be smooth.

However, in this world, the human body is like a stubborn stone, and the qi is clogged, and it still needs to be sharpened and tempered, and it can be forged and refined before it can be slightly cleared. Some people are limited by nature and may not be able to practice in their lifetime. Do you really think that this Yijing is a cabbage, and cats and dogs can practice it?

In the future, you will practice diligently every day, polishing a little bit, and see if you can enter the path of martial arts. This true scripture of mine is divided into three layers, so there is a saying that the three heavens are more difficult to practice the further you go. Although the ghost snake is a little dangerous, entering it to sharpen it will help you understand the true scriptures. ”

When Wu Yan heard this, Huo Ran stood up, his hands on his hips, and his expression was radiant, "If you don't take it, you will be punished by God." Such a treasure of feng shui, God really helps me. Hahaha, the world is small, and I will be successful. Lao Wu, wait, I will invite you to get drunk today. ”

As he spoke, he dug out two jars of aged wine from under the locust tree in the courtyard. This wine is matched by the Xiang army, and because no one wants to come to this beacon in the barren mound ridge, the daily treatment is a little higher.

Hearing that there was wine, Wu Lao suddenly felt refreshed, and he stayed for so many days, but he didn't find a clue. I didn't expect that under the locust tree that I passed by every day, there was such a good wine, what a little slippery.

Take out two black porcelain bowls, uncover the sealing mud on the altar, and the wine in the altar is mellow and yellow.

The two of them did not filter, and sat under the locust tree to drink. It's just that Wu Gan has tasted it every time, and Wu Liao has already drunk three bowls after one bowl.

After three rounds of drinking, Wu Lone's face was already red and his tongue was knotted.

Wu Gan filled his bowl and asked casually: "This meaning scripture is so extraordinary, it must be of extraordinary value, where did Brother Wu get it?" ”

Wu Liao shook his head a little confused, "What's extraordinary, if you want, I can draw a dozen or twenty pictures every day." ”

Wu Gen gave a thumbs up, "Sure enough, Brother Wu has a hidden magic, but what other means do you have to show more to your brother." ”

Wu Lao waved his hand, "Well, I want to thank you for my brother this time, in the past, I could only sell scriptures on the street." Tomorrow I will draw another seventy or eighty for you, to thank my brother for his hospitality these days. ”

"Thank you, Brother Wu, huh? Seventy or eighty ...... This is your blind drawing, you liar, return me to drink. Wu Yan pounced, grabbed Wu Lone's beard and beat him indiscriminately.

"Help, I've killed someone, I'm going to report to the official." The mournful voice echoed through the valley.

"I am an official, and I have to cure you for deception today."

In a few days, Wu Lao is really leaving, according to him, his own cultivation is experienced in the red dust, there is no food, no wine and no women here, and it is useless to practice.

Wu Gen has been sending ten miles away, but he is still unwilling to return. Although there are fights with Wu Lonely these days, there are people here, and Fengsui is a lot more lively.

Wu Lao stopped and said with a smile: "But I am reluctant to go, life is a reverse journey, all pedestrians, I don't know when I will see you again." It's better to follow me to the rivers and lakes, take a look at the world of flowers outside, and don't waste a lot of time. ”

Wu Yan took out the last jar of wine and threw it away, "Let's go, if you can't get along, you can come back, just don't write secrets to fool others." Today is goodbye, he will meet again in the next year. Let's go. ”

Taking the wine, Wu Lao laughed, waved his hand slightly, and the figure gradually moved away.

Wu Yan looked at his back and gave a deep salute.

Wu Lonely looks cynical, but through the contact these days, he also knows what is extraordinary.

Every time you enter the ghost, the bell given by Wu Lonely can appear in that space together, and if you want to return, you can wake up with a gentle shake.

Even the Wulao self-proclaimed blind painting of the Sutra of Meaning, after being incarnated and killed again and again, he was also deeply benefited by it.

These days, I have tried in every possible way, but Wu Lone, an old fox, has never shown his feet, even if he is bullied by himself, he is just a trick.

Back in the small courtyard, Wu Gan began to rearrange the perimeter. If you enter the ghost and your body is outside, wouldn't it be easy for others to plot, so it is better to set up some means.

As the days passed, Wu Gan practiced boxing and swords every day in addition to patrolling and hunting. According to what Wu Lao said, one day of practice, one day of exercise, one day of not practicing ten days of space. Scholars can only succeed by reading 10,000 books, and martial artists can only get started by fighting 10,000 times.

Coupled with the assistance of the ghost, he was gradually able to operate the intention of the heavens, although he was still stumbling, but his divine will gradually became a fist intent between his gestures.

On this day, Wu Gan boarded the beacon and looked at the surrounding movements, although there was no one here, but since he was ordered to garrison this place, it was not good to take the empty land.

After staying for a long time, he was about to turn around and go downstairs, when a small black dot appeared in the distance, heading straight for Arazuka Ridge.

Wu Yan stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, this should not be the day of delivering food, how could anyone come here alone. Confused, he got off the beacon and hid in the courtyard and waited.

After a long time, a scolding voice came, "Damn Zhang Yuan, you didn't let me come here." This hellish place is cloudy and windy, and living here is not costing me my life. ”

As soon as Wu Gen heard the music, it was none other than Mo Xin, who had not seen him for a long time.

When Mo Xin saw the legendary haunted courtyard, he got off his horse early and shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother Wu Gan, my brother has come to see you, come out and pick it up." Mo Xin's shouts echoed in the valley, but there was no response in the courtyard.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Xin was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Brother is me, Mo Xin, come out and pick up my brother, my brother is going to be scared." ”

The mountain breeze blows a few dead leaves, and it is still silent all around.

"Brother, don't scare me, brother, come in and see you."

Suddenly, there was a loud and small voice from the courtyard, "I died so miserably, come down and accompany me." ”

Mo Xin shouted, turned around and ran back, but as soon as he ran two steps, his feet were caught by a rope in the grass, and his body was hung upside down under a tree. Even frightened, he fainted.

These traps were all set by Wu Gan, and they were densely packed around the small courtyard.

Seeing that the trouble was a little excessive, Wu Gen hurriedly went out to rescue him back to the hospital. After waiting for a long time, Mo Xin woke up leisurely, and just as he was about to shout, he was held down by Wu Gan, "I'm still alive, don't scream." ”

Mo Xin's eyes widened, and he reached out to test Wu Gan's snort, before he breathed a sigh of relief, "You immoral thing, people are scary and will die." ”

Seeing that Mo Xin was really angry, Wu Qian apologized again and again. When it calmed down, he inquired about the meaning of this trip.

After Mo Xin finished speaking, Wu Yan asked with some surprise: "Why do you want me to go, don't do it, I don't want to go anywhere except for Barren Tomb Ridge." ”