Xu Huaigu and Li Siqing continued to walk towards the depths of the Yongdao, which was like a bottomless pit, and the two of them walked for an unknown distance, but they couldn't see the end.

Li Siqing had never seen such a long Yongdao, just spending time digging such a deep Yongdao, even if it was a monk, it would take a year and a half, so this also strengthened his belief that he wanted to find out.

Just as the two of them walked deeper, the corridor suddenly shook violently, as if something was about to come out of the ground, the earth and stones loosened, and rumbling all around.

Xu Huaigu looked around blankly, while Li Siqing looked back and forth, stomped his feet angrily, and scolded: "Damn!" Even if you're trapped underground, why do you still encounter such a thing? If the cave collapses, even if you are a monk of the Seventh or Eighth Realm, you will only be able to die in such a deep place! Xu Huaigu's face was pale, and he didn't seem to take into account the collapse of the cave, so he said resolutely: "Li Daoyou, this situation is urgent, I'm afraid that something will happen outside." Turning back will be a dead end, it is better to be cross-minded, let's continue to go to the ground, to see what is the mystery here! Li Siqing seemed to have made a lot of determination, and said with difficulty: "It's only like this, it's a big deal, there's nothing to be afraid of." Xu Huaigu nodded and said: "Horizontal and vertical are dead, it's better to go down and investigate, maybe there is no cave." Don't waste any more time, let's go. The two of them quickened their pace and ran deeper into the corridor.

After about another cup of tea, the two finally saw that the corridor seemed to be at an end, and instead of it, a small dark space was lonely at the end of the corridor.

At this time, the tremor had passed, and the corridor did not collapse, but finally made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief. It's just that it's not a matter of still being trapped in this corridor, and we must find a way out of the predicament as soon as possible.

Xu Huaigu cautiously stopped, looked at the dark space from a distance, and was a little hesitant whether to go in, and Li Siqing was also by his side, trying to see what was inside.

Li Siqing is a monk of the Five Realms, so his eyesight is much higher than Xu Huaigu, he looked at it carefully for a while, and said with some suspicion: "I can only vaguely see a rough idea, but I can't see clearly, but there seems to be a faint outline of a person inside." Xu Huaigu was so shocked that cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he said with some uncertainty: "Can you see clearly?" How could there be people in this place? Li Siqing glanced at it a few more times, nodded and said, "Look carefully, it is indeed the outline of a person, and it is sitting, and it has not moved, it should be dead." Xu Huaigu speculated: "Dying in the deepest part of this Yongdao, could it be that he also broke in by mistake like us and couldn't find a way out?" If that's the case, will they be able to find a way out?

Li Siqing frowned, very uneasy. Xu Huaigu decided: "No matter, let's go up and have a look first." He took a few steps forward, and sure enough, he saw a man sitting cross-legged on the ground in the corner of the road.

He slowed his pace and deliberately made some noise, but the man didn't move. Xu Huaigu boldly walked in front of the silhouette of the figure, looked carefully, and found that it was an old man with thin cheeks and a long beard.

The old man was wearing a Taoist robe, and at this time, he didn't know how many years of wind and frost he had experienced, and he had accumulated a thick layer of soil ash, and he would have to have at least a few decades of time.

Although the old man's face was pale, his beard and hair had not rotted, but his skin had lost moisture, and it looked dry and sticking to his bones, which was a little strange.

Li Siqing also followed, glanced at the old man, and his eyes became confused. Xu Huaigu asked him why, Li Siqing frowned, and said: "This old man should have been a meritorious Taoist priest in his lifetime, so he can still keep his body from decay after death." But this is not what I am strange about, I feel very familiar with the Taoist robe on his body, as if I have seen it somewhere. Xu Huaigu blew lightly, blowing away the dust on the surface of the robe, and found that this was a moon-white fabric robe, embroidered with layers of white clouds, as soft as sea waves, along the lines of the robe, it looked quite natural, and the workmanship fabrics were good.

Xu Huaigu said: "It may be the Taoist robe inside a Taoist sect, and that sect still exists now, you just happened to have seen the people inside." Li Siqing nodded, looked around with an anxious expression, and said: "He doesn't know how many years he has been dead, and no matter which sect he is, the most important thing now is to find a way to get out." Li Siqing looked for other clues in this small space, while Xu Huaigu was more interested in the old man who was sitting dry, and sat down to carefully observe the dead old man.

He still clearly remembered the withered man he saw at the bottom of the cave in the secret realm of Lethe River.

At that time, the person who sat down was also wearing a robe, but Xu Huaigu did not touch the robe. Later, I learned that if he had moved the robe first, instead of the small jade piece, then he had already been killed by that person's mechanism at that time.

So at the moment, he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of provoking the taboo of this senior and inviting death.

After observing for a long time, Xu Huaigu did not find any other clues in this Taoist priest, so he no longer bothered with him, and worked with Li Siqing to find out if there was a way out of this small space.

According to human sense, whoever enters such a desperate situation should be very desperate before dying.

In this way, they generally leave some written records of their lives or what they have seen and heard. Sure enough, in the corner of the earthen wall at the end of the road, Li Siqing found some traces of deliberate carving, and said in surprise: "Xu Daoyou, there are words here!" Xu Huaigu also stepped forward quickly, looked at the words carefully, but saw that it was written-

"During the one year and six months I spent in the Yellow Dragon Secret Path, I never went out. Digging in this dark environment every day, my will and life have finally come to an end. ”

"I'm a Seven Realms Dao cultivator, and as for the sect, I won't record it. Those who are dying dare not burden the sect with infamy. This long and narrow road is actually not natural, it was all dug up by me. Its purpose is to reach the bottom of the White Sea. The reason why the White Sea is pale white is not only because of natural reasons, but also because there is another secret hidden at the bottom of the White Sea. As for why, I don't know, but I once learned a few words from the mouth of a wild cultivator. At the end of my life, I can no longer make an inch of cultivation and my life will come to an end. I desperately want to find a way to break through the realm in order to prolong my life, but how difficult it is to go from the seventh realm to the eighth realm, without great chance, it is absolutely impossible. I was really fascinated by the breakthrough, and I actually held a glimmer of hope and started digging from the Huanglongguan, hoping to dig to the bottom of the White Sea. When I was dying, I thought back to this period of time, and it was really better to live than to die. A dignified Seven Realms Dao cultivator would be deceived by external objects to commit such an act, spending his days in hope and despair, and the pain was difficult to talk to. If I had spent the last few years in the sect, I would have been much happier than that. At this point, although he has woken up, he has no face to return to the sect, so he can only grow old alone. Repentance, it's too late. The handwriting is gone, but there is no way to leave, Xu Huaigu is in a hurry, and he has to look down carefully, but there is no handwriting.

Li Siqing pursed his lips, didn't give up, and looked around again. Xu Huaigu felt that the chance of finding another clue was slim, so he sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at this old man in a daze.

The Seven Realms Cultivator was already not at a low level, but when this old man was dying, he still did this kind of thing.

Could it be that for a monk, there is really nothing like the word cultivation, so much so that he has to come to such a place to try his luck before he dies?

Can you be considered able to escape this cultivation? What will you do when you are old and your life is at the end of your life?

Xu Huaigu was so confused, and suddenly, Li Siqing shouted in surprise again: "There are still words here!" Xu Huaigu jumped up from the ground, hurriedly walked to where Li Siqing was, and followed his finger to point, Xu Huaigu saw a few more lines of small words-

"Attached is a secret of Li Chuan Mountain. The sculpture worshiped in the main hall of the Huanglong Temple is the real person of the Yellow Dragon, who is a Taoist cultivator in ancient times, and it is still a little related to my lineage, so I also know some of the inside stories of the year. In addition to my road, there is actually another space behind the mural of Huanglongguan, in which an ancient murderous soul is suppressed, about the strength of the Eight Realms. The murderous spirit has been suppressed for more than a thousand years, so it is gradually forgotten by people. If someone inadvertently disturbs the evil spirit, it will cause the destruction of the soul. However, it is not without a way to break it, the Huanglong Daoist who suppressed the murderous soul has a trace of cultivation on the statue, at that time, only need to remove the treasure bead in the dragon's mouth on the mural of the Huanglong Temple, and place it on the Huanglong real statue, it can be rescued. The engraving has disappeared here.

The more he continued to look at it, the more gloomy Xu Huaigu's face became. Until finally, he looked at the place where the handwriting had disappeared, and did not look away for a long time.

Although this account is novel, it can't help the two escape from the road. The two of them did not want to give up, and searched the surrounding area carefully, but they did not find any other inscriptions, and these two inscriptions were the only clues left by the old monk.

Xu Huaigu was lost, and Li Siqing comforted: "The old monk said on that inscription that he had no face to return to the sect, but it didn't mean that he couldn't return to the sect, which means that there must be a way out in this way." There is no fork in the road, only this one, as long as we look carefully, it should not be difficult. Xu Huaigu looked at Li Siqing and said, "You should have guessed it in your heart, the second inscription." Li Siqing was silent, and then said: "Yes, I also thought it was strange before, Li Chuan Mountain should not be suitable for ghosts to live in, but there is a ghost thing of the Seven Realms entrenched here. And when he fought before, the ghost king was slow to make a move, and all this has a reasonable explanation. Xu Huaigu said: "So the previous movement is very likely to be the birth of a murderous soul." Li Siqing also nodded in agreement and said, "It is very likely, in this way, that Zuoqiu Sword Immortal should be more than lucky." Xu Huaigu sighed and said, "She once told me that if you divide life and death, the Eight Realms can also compete. But as for who lives and who dies, she did not say. We are the only ones who know how to subdue the evil spirits, but we can't get out. Li Siqing frowned and carefully pondered the content of the inscription, and then said with some uncertainty: "Xu Daoyou, it seems that we have always made a mistake. Entering the passage, we were through the frescoes, but as soon as we entered, there was an earthen wall behind us. Is it possible that the earthen wall, like a mural, is actually just a trick? Xu Huaigu thought for a while, his face gradually relieved, and then turned into surprise and said, "Makes sense!" It turns out that we have all been led into the wrong way. In fact, the method of going out is very simple and does not require any skills, so this old-timer did not mention it in the lettering. Li Siqing said happily: "It should be like this, we should have thought of it a long time ago!" Xu Huaigu also laughed happily, quickly got up, and said: "It has been a while since that murderous soul was born, and Zuo Qiuxun must be in a deep predicament at this time. We can't afford to waste any more time, we need to get out of here! Li Siqing nodded in agreement, Xu Huaigu took one last look at the old monk who was sitting down, sighed, and remembered to take it as a warning, so he didn't linger anymore, and ran to the other end of the road at full speed.