"Master Chen, since you've been here for so long, have you ever seen anything unusual in this temple?"

After all, the other party is a generation of martial arts masters, and Li Heng is commensurate with his master to show respect.

"Something unusual?"

Chen Zhouhe frowned and muttered for a while: "What do you mean?" ”

For example...... Head! ”

Li Heng's words were amazing, and Chen Zhouhe's eyelids jumped.

"What do you say? How can there be any head here? I've been here for three years, and I've been going up the mountain every few days, and I've taken care of this small temple briefly, but I've never seen any heads. ”

Li Heng stood up silently, pacing and continuing to look around in this small temple.

At this time, his gaze swept over the small space inside the entire earthen temple, and finally stopped at the lonely loess god statue.

"You...... What to do? ”

Looking at his actions, Chen Zhouhe was a little surprised, after all, this young man's gaze was too calm and firm, as if he couldn't stop it as long as he made up his mind to do something.

Li Heng's palm pressed on this loess statue that was not much taller than him, this old god statue whose surface had cracked, he could shatter it with just a casual force.

Here we go!

Li Heng not only exerted his strength with one hand, but also used both hands together, his muscles tensed instantly, and there was a boom of smoke and dust.

However, the idol was not shattered, but directly rose from the ground and was lifted up by him completely!

Chen Zhouhe's eyes on the side were about to pop out, and a mouthful of old phlegm was so shocked that he almost stuck in his throat and didn't cough it up.

He was originally a very strong young man, but at most he was a little better than his current frail and injured self, and he even thought in his heart that if he returned to the peak of his youth, he might not be inferior to him.

But this sudden scene made his scalp tighten, and he said that he was still too confident.

I have been out of the rivers and lakes for about ten years, has the outside world evolved to this level? ?

Bang –

Li Heng turned his body and moved the entire solid statue aside, and there was another burst of dust, which looked like an insignificant disappearance of an understatement, and his face did not change his color, but his hands were dirty.

Chen Zhouhe's eyelids jumped, there was no skill to speak of with this difference in strength levels.

No technical fighting technique can make up for this gap in pure strength, as the so-called vigorous miracle, a punch down the tendon broken and fractured, what body and what technique is useless.

Chen Zhouhe looked at Li Heng's figure and estimated his weight class, which should be about the same as himself, or even lighter.

"Your level of strength is like a slaughter in the 70kg category, in the words of the Internet nowadays...... Open the same existence! ”

Li Heng smiled, and said in his heart that I was indeed open.

When the loess statue was removed, a hole appeared in the ground, and a rudimentary staircase loomed out of the darkness.

Chen Zhouhe couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "Hidden space? I've been here for more than three years, but I didn't think there was a cave under this statue."

Li Heng found that although the soil used in this statue is the same as that of the underground of this earth temple, the degree of weathering of the two is not the same, and this statue was formed later than the earth temple, and it was built later.

But isn't it strange that a temple and the idol it enshrined were completed at a different time?

With many questions, Li Heng walked down the tunnel.

Chen Zhouhe hurriedly reminded: "I am afraid that the air is toxic because of the long-term closure of this underground!" ”

"Hmm"

Li Heng poked his palm into it and felt it and said: "There is a faint flow of air, this underground is not completely closed, it should be able to breathe"

With that, he walked down the dirt and stone stairs.

was really curious, and Chen Zhouhe also followed closely.

After coming down, Li Heng turned on the lights in the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

"This ......"

The sudden opening of the underground space made Chen Zhouhe suddenly surprised.

Murals, reliefs, carvings...... A large number of patterns are presented in various ways in this boxy underground space, and the area of this underground cavern is larger than the earthen temple above.

Or rather, that's the main body below.

Most of these murals are "General Diagram of Human Meridians", "Five Organs Essence Qi Lingshu", "Examination of the Twenty-Eight Pulses of Strange Sutras" and "Cultivation of Truth".

Among them, the Xiuzhen diagram is the most ambitious, occupying half of the wall, and is painted with five-color pigments, clearly and unambiguously drawing every hub and every air barrier in the picture.

"Xiuzhen Tu", also known as "Dancheng Nine Turns", is the same as "Interior Map" is the secret of Dan Dao practice, but the information contained in this picture is more dense.

In addition, there are many thread-bound books below, most of which are Chinese medicine classics, Taoist classics and Zen scriptures.

Li Heng casually opened one of them, and he could see that there were a large number of annotations written in these documents and scriptures, all of which were written with black ink pens, and they were by no means nonsense, and the insights in them were quite profound.

Most of the illustrations on the wall are also explained, and even traces of multiple revisions can be seen, which means that they are constantly being revised and corrected.

Looking at Li Heng, he was almost fascinated, only he who had also studied the relevant Chinese medicine and Dandao theories could understand the meaning contained in these words.

In comparison, Chen Zhouhe was a little wide-eyed on the side, although it took him three years to understand the diagram of the Neijing map hanging on it, but the amount of information contained in this underground display instantly exceeded his comprehension.

"Heaven and man study each other, and its strangeness is incredible...... Is there still such an interpretation? ”

"Always think that you are peaceful, and do not use your heart...... I've never seen this before."

"Change is not lived, the circulation is six voids, the top and bottom are impermanent, and the rigidity and softness are easy...... It's actually the corresponding theory in easy learning! ”

"Isn't it the meridian that the three governors' general veins converge to Tiantong, jade pillow, and spiritual aperture? Why is there still such a change! ”

At this moment, Li Heng realized that he was too self-righteous before.

Now he is like getting the guidance of "Liu Yizhen" before, and he has a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

This is a feeling that only people who come into contact with knowledge far above themselves can have, and these wisdoms condensed on the walls, in the papers, and in the drafts opened up new ideas for him.

"Awesome! Awesome! ”

Li Heng was rarely amazed.

This person, the original owner of this place, is definitely a master of pedantry, ancient and modern!

He is not only familiar with Taoism and the Danjing, but also proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, Zen Buddhism, Yili and even Feng Shui.

Such a person who has profound attainments in many academic fields, with this knowledge and wisdom, can have good achievements wherever he goes, and it can be said that fame and fortune are at his fingertips, but why do you live deep in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains, hiding between the three feet of loess, and only care about studying these ways of cultivation all day long?

Soon, as Li Heng kept flipping through these old manuscripts, staring intently at the master's handwriting whose name he didn't know, the answer was soon revealed.

"Immortal, what is it?"

"How do you become an immortal? How do you become an immortal? ”

"Become an immortal!"

The last two words of Chengxian were written directly in blood, and many years have long since turned into darkness, but the deep nail prints still convey the bitter obsession of the person who wrote these two words.