Using the experience of this failure to set up the next action sounds like sending you to death. ’

Lin Feng didn't know what Emperor Fa thought.

But now everyone can see the situation clearly, no matter what news these people get from the information left by Kun, they have failed.

After all, the people who live in the great lakes, no matter what, have the same needs for the soil and the "gods and men" as the peoples living next to the great rivers, and they cannot rely on the water source, but they cannot fail to guard against it.

Water is the source of life and can bring life, but it can also easily get rid of all life.

Lin Feng complained in his heart.

Failure is the mother of success, but use my mother's experience to deal with things that my mother can't handle.

I'm afraid that I will repeat the mistakes of the past.

Now it seems that the emperor must have received much more information than these people who have been lost here, and his preparation is more sufficient, otherwise, he would not have chosen to come here to die.

Difa was in a hurry, but he wasn't crazy. ’

Another strange thought, when the thought came here, Lin Feng subconsciously looked at his finger, and a flame appeared on his finger.

Strangely, this flame could only be seen by him.

No one else can see it.

Whether it was "Fang Xiang's Clan" or "Emperor Fa", they couldn't see this flame at all, and this flame seemed to be a treasure that belonged to Lin Feng alone.

Lin Feng quietly played with this thing, and this flame quickly entered Lin Feng's body.

Very strange thoughts, these flames kept whispering to Lin Feng.

"The Master".

Lin Feng frowned, a large number of memories appeared in his memory, this was his life?

Lin Feng didn't know, but these memories were too real.

Quietly followed the emperor.

Di Fa is walking faster and faster, it is easy to lose his sense of direction and purpose in this darkness, and the rest of the people are closely following Di Fa forward, no matter what point of view, Di Fa is in line with a qualified leader.

He is the most informed and calm person here.

Lin Feng didn't look back, but he heard a popping sound.

It was the sound of a large amount of sand sticking to the ceiling.

Unfortunately, no matter how high the flames are, they can't illuminate the ceiling.

Defa also doesn't allow everyone to look behind him.

"Don't look back, violators will be killed!"

His orders were so domineering that Lin Feng could only continue to move forward.

On this road.

Lin Feng saw more details, and he saw more corpses buried underneath.

Some of them, not the followers of the Kun, were taller, and there were some animal bones around them, and more importantly, a person, whose body was "empty".

It's a hive.

"These are all wizards of the Jiuli clan."

Glancing at it, Di Fa spoke.

The more you go inside, the more you can see that in the past, this square must have been a sacrificial square, and the ground was engraved with a flame ravine, a mantra, but in the yellow sand.

These flames are structured into sand.

Unable to burn.

There are also some gravel cornerstones, which are supposed to be sacrificial objects, but they are now completely desertified.

It's not clear what it looks like.

Everyone is starting to get nervous.

As they go deeper, the grit on both sides begins to get higher and higher, and there are people who are not nervous in this situation, and the more grit inside, the more relaxed they are.

On the contrary, the safer it is, the more honest it sleeps.

Di Fa's voice was not low, but everyone was scared.

Defa told them not to be nervous and scared, "We can't wake them up." ”

Difa said.

"How is it possible for humans to wake up nature?"

……

Du Fu has a poem called "Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling".

This verse is also normal for use now.

In the depths of the underworld, a large amount of yellow sand fell from everyone's heads.

Zhang Daoling was beside Qingshan Sacrificial Wine at this moment, and he personally protected Qingshan Sacrificial Wine, because he knew that Qingshan Sacrificial Wine was also part of his enlightenment.

It is no exaggeration to say that whoever hurts the Qingshan Sacrifice Wine will have an inextricable grudge with Zhang Daoling.

The hatred that blocks the road is not shared.

The male and female swords, as the top magic weapons, are coiled around Zhang Daoling's side.

In front of the huge bronze coffin, a burning mountain blocked his way.

Qingshan Sacrificial Wine looked at the burning mountain, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

When he appeared on this mountain, he saluted with both hands, which was a respect for his fellow believers and martyrs, and the corpse in this bronze coffin was true.

He didn't deceive the people.

It is true that he has captured many historians in history, but what these people don't know is that historians have split into several schools a long time ago.

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other."

An existence like a historian is strong-willed and almost unconvincing.

When it comes to the level of contention of truth, there is no shortcut, either like the Buddha and surrendering to the outer way, or Confucius punishing Shaomao and starting from the root.

There will always be ways and means, but the historians at that time were divided, and according to different ideas, they each took different paths.

Zhang Daoling moved angrily at this moment, showing the means of exorcism.

Physical exorcism, unlike something that has been banished to the underworld, something that has been slashed by both male and female swords, witnessed by the Qingshan sacrificial wine, even in the depths of the underworld, there is absolutely no possibility of resurrection.

Here fell a grimace to the ground.

At this moment, these gods grimaced to death.

Zhang Daoling is not worried about these gods, if it weren't for the fact that today's time is really rushed, maybe he will have to set up an altar, wanting to use the characteristics of this male and female double sword, go upstream, and work together with Qingshan Sacrificial Wine to kill these demons from the source!

Zhang Daoling has not used this trick yet, but he has encountered such an enemy.

The enemy of the Aoyama festival is his enemy.

Just in case, this spell is not impossible to use.

Just when it was about to enter the port, sand began to fall in the sky, and when he encountered such a situation, even Zhang Daoling cautiously put down the male and female swords in his hands.

Lay back on the corpse and did not speak.

He just revealed a sense of pleasure in his body.

Zhang Daoling looked at the Qingshan sacrificial wine, talking about the demons and monsters in the last years of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Daoling is the most familiar, but if you talk about these ancient and strange situations.

Aoyama Festival Wine is a veteran in this.

Zhang Daoling glanced at the expression of the Qingshan Sacrifice Wine, and knew that the person who came was not good, he asked what this Castle Peak Sacrifice Wine was, and the Castle Peak Sacrifice Wine said that he didn't know what it was.

But something is absolutely wrong.

There was more and more gravel in the sky, and Aoyama Matsuri had already understood what was happening.

There is something that has been pulled out of forgotten history, and the only natural thing that can pull it out with the power of one person is the historian.

He didn't see any nature anyway.

Then the only one who can pull these natural things out of history is Lin Feng.

What's going on?

In the middle of the fight, Qingshan Sacrificial Wine saw the bronze gate not far away, the bronze gate was closed deadly, and there was no gap at all.

It can even be said that this door is cast as one.

At the same time as it was cast, it was not possible to think about opening the door, but Qingshan Festival Wine was very clear that Lin Feng was outside, because the "game machine" was behind it.

When you get closer, you can only notice the location of the "game machine", but the "game machine" is now in a state of "down", and this "down" is still the word of the new Aoyama Festival Sake Society.

Something that can be called "Aoyama Game Machine" has begun to "go down".

"Nature."

Qingshan Sacrificial Wine didn't dare to rush forward, mainly because he didn't know how much nature was behind it.

Judging from the current situation, things are almost beyond his imagination.

Although he didn't know how much Lin Feng was deeply involved with.

But to live with oneself.

He knew that in the process of witnessing, these people were connected to some unimaginable things that no one wanted to have a connection with, and this connection was terrifying, and even historians were sometimes unable to resist these horrors.

If you go down the dark road, you will still encounter misfortune.

Not to mention the historians.

Qingshan Sacrificial Wine glanced at Zhang Daoling.

"Quick fix, the problem is not here, the problem is behind the door."

"This is not Difa, this is the last anger and obsession left by Difa, and it should also be some methods that I have not seen."

There is no way to make the Aoyama Festival wine.

He saw that the situation in front of him was that someone was blocking them.

After this mountain was exposed, the real owner of this back no longer paid attention to these things, and his task was accomplished.

Qingshan was very uneasy, because he knew that Emperor Fa was not a fool, as the monarch of the Xia Dynasty, and in time, he saw the essence of this world, and he knew that his death was a foregone conclusion that was seen by the historians.

But if one historian kills another, the settlement can be changed.

In other words, his death is not a real death.

This is true even in the case of a witnessed death.

Therefore, every historian, he lives in the shadows all his life.

Is it because Lin Feng did Di Fa dared to do this?

Is it because of this gate that Lin Feng can be deprived of his qualifications?

Qingshan Sacrificial Wine thought of this matter, and became a little nervous, Zhang Daoling, who was standing beside him, felt the nervousness of Qingshan Sacrificial Wine, so he cut his wrist.

Blood flowed out.

Before Zhang Daoling arrived, he had refined the pill in Longhu Mountain, and when he was refining the pill in Longhu Mountain, the pill became a pill, and the auspicious clouds in the sky became the appearance of a dragon and a tiger.

Therefore, the place of preaching is really Heming Mountain, but he has a continuous relationship with Longhu Mountain.

His blood naturally carries a "nature-like" breath.

Without drawing talismans with blood, Zhang Daoling looked at the high mountain in front of him motionlessly, this high mountain has some meaning, some meaning that it cannot be broken from afar, but it is obvious that if you lead the people inside.

Qingshan Festival Wine subconsciously took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

On this small porcelain bottle, there is naturally a special atmosphere, and it is obvious that this is also the same as the ashes of the fish of the yak sect on the plateau, which is some special object.

It is very suitable to store Zhang Daoling's blood.

After Zhang Daoling took the big medicine, he himself became a big medicine, but it was obvious that eating people and cultivating immortals was not the mainstream form of cultivating immortals, and those who could eat the current Zhang Tianshi would not look down on this situation at all.

And those who want to eat Zhang Daoling have to think about one thing.

That is to see if his appetite is very good, and whether he can digest Zhang Daoling.

If you can't digest Zhang Daoling.

There is inevitably a story of the Buddha breaking out of his belly.

The difference is that the Buddha may feel that he has burst out of the belly of the Buddha Mother and call him the Buddha Mother.

But Zhang Daoling is not necessarily.

Zhang Daoling will definitely raise his double sword and shout, "Demon, suffer death!" ”

The strong have their own path.

If you want to take a shortcut, then you have to see if the male and female swords in Zhang Tianshi's hands are still sharp!

There is another thing, Aoyama Festival Wine has been hidden in my heart and has not been told to others.

That is the development of history, there are occasional, but there are also many inevitability.

Zhang Daoling's path of preaching seems to be an inevitability, he will definitely preach at a certain time, as if nature will become nature, in the ancient era of Dayu's water control, there will be that flood.

It can't be avoided.

No one can stop this from happening.

This is the law, a thing that seems to be fate, but absolutely has nothing to do with fate, and it is not clear what the reason is.

There are historians who specialize in studying these things.

But according to the observation of people in the Qingshan lineage, those who can do this are not very good.

If you come into contact with the deep nature of nature, there is no "historian", or more extreme, few people can maintain themselves, and some people are called saints, that is, they can have a superficial taste of nature.

Gather what works.

And come out of your own way.

There is no such thing as "people have limits, so I am not a human being now".

But it's just a feeling, an idea, that hasn't been tested in any way.

It seems that Zhang Daoling doesn't like others to give it a try, which is not correct.

Blood flowed out.

In the midst of the black mountain, the existence inside began to move.

Zhang Daoling's pupils were very indifferent, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder and fire in the eyes of this "young" Taoist priest.

It is a gathering of weird, man-made nature, nature, and nature-like nature.

Even some strange underworld that presents natural phenomena will not come close here, which is also something that some historians who study nature are curious about.

That's these natures, will there be the idea of "the king does not see the king".

It's in the middle of this vague thought.

In the black rocks, something hidden began to escape.

Zhang Daoling laughed.

Qingshan Sacrificial Wine leaned forward, and Zhang Daoling said angrily: "Stand back!" And, my blood. ”

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew, blowing the Qingshan Sacrifice Wine into a staggered back.

It seems that Zhang Daoling doesn't want a drop of his blood to appear on the body of Qingshan Sacrifice Wine.

According to reason.

Qingshan Festival Wine will not murder Zhang Daoling.

But Zhang Daoling didn't want to gamble on this in case.

People can't capsize in the gutter.

In particular, the gutter of the historian is notoriously insidious and terrifying!

……

Lin Feng's eyes began to brighten gradually, he didn't know that this was an opportunity, but he knew that he seemed to have obtained some great information.

The life of the "teacher" slowly flowed in front of his eyes, and every time he was in a trance, someone (Difa) would remind him to separate the idea of "being two in one with the teacher" in half.

And he still has the phantom of the Teng Snake in his mind, this Teng Snake is very killing, and it will remind Lin Feng at an important time.

'Historian'.

What's more, Lin Feng vaguely saw a tree, which was also in flames.

Unlike Scourge and Teng Snake, this tree, Lin Feng felt extremely pleasing to the eye, as if this tree was himself.

On the one hand, he grabbed the knowledge of the "master", and on the other hand, he looked at everything around him again, and he had a different view.

Beside them, the sand on both sides was as high as a mountain pile, and as long as they poured down slightly, it only took a blink of an eye to submerge them according to the amount of sand here.

These people, like those tribes who did not flee and left here, will be reduced to dried corpses.

But at this moment, Lin Feng finally stopped being nervous and afraid, because he could be sure that this was "nature".

This may be the place where the droughts once left!

According to the experience of the "master", the possibility that the drought is an "imaginary image" is higher than the image of a goddess in Tsing Yi here.

(End of chapter)