"Wait here, he can't run!"

Speaking of which, Yang Xuanlan's pupils shrank, and his eyes were cold.

Tomorrow is the time when the list of literary exams will be announced, no matter what, even if he waits here for one night, he can't let Yang Ji leave safely.

After spending so much time and energy, Yang Ji's problem must be solved once and for all today.

If he thought that he would be safe by hiding in a scroll of cave heavenly scripture paintings, then he didn't mind telling him fiercely, what is called "naivety"!

............

The white mist curls, and a simple and simple appearance appears in front of you, with four strong characters on it:

"Purple Cave Heaven"!

Yang Ji stood in front of the cave, watching this scene, completely stunned.

It is a huge mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist, majestic and magnificent, reaching into the sky. There are lush trees on the left and right, and the cave where Yang Ji stands is on the mountainside.

Turning around, Yang Ji looked behind him with a blank expression, there were floating clouds and mist, Yang Ji couldn't see the land, but an endless chaos and nothingness.

"What's going on?"

"Why am I here again?"

......

Yang Ji's eyes were blank, and his thoughts were confused.

The one in front of him didn't match his escape plan at all.

Yang Ji only remembered that after receiving Yang Xuanlan's full blow, he was about to escape, when suddenly the light flashed, and he was exhausted by a huge suction.

Then, unprepared, he appeared in a new world.

What twenty zhang, what retreat, what groundwater...... , none of which are on.

Yang Ji only faced this unknown world, a huge mountain, and the quaint cave in front of him.

There seems to be something extra in my head. But the impact was too great, and Yang Ji's mind was still in turmoil.

Yang Ji turned his head, raised his neck again, and looked at the four big vermilion characters on it.

"Ziyang Cave Heavenly ......"

Yang Ji muttered to himself. Isn't this the cave he has seen again and again in the mutilated paintings? Although he has seen these several times, Yang Ji still finds it hard to believe.

Could it be that this qiē is not an illusion? Have you really been sucked into a scripture painting?

“！！！”

Although he already knew in his heart that this might be the best answer, Yang Ji still felt a huge shock.

Yang Ji has always been exposed to the concept that the martial arts of scripture painting are only used to comprehend martial arts, and they are the inheritance carrier of martial arts.

Yang Ji never thought that there was a hole in the paintings.

This is completely different from the scriptures and paintings that Yang Ji has been exposed to before, and he has completely peaked the concept of "scripture paintings" in his mind.

"Who would have such a means?"

Looking at the majestic mountain peaks in front of him, Yang Ji muttered to himself, feeling a huge shock in the depths of his soul.

It's like a person seeing what he's striving for. That's how Yang Ji feels now.

"Perhaps, this is the true power of the warrior......"

Yang Ji muttered to himself in his heart.

Compared with this kind of god-like means, the power that he is proud of, including the amazing geniuses such as Yang Xuanlan and the Evil Dao Prince, is just an insignificant ant and a mole of dust.

"Buzz!"

A thud of pain came. Yang Ji snorted in pain and frowned. At this moment, the extra and vague things in Yang Ji's mind gradually became clear.

"It turns out that this is a cave scripture painting. ”

Yang Ji let out a low sigh.

Perhaps it is because a lot of mental power has been poured into the mutilated scriptures. Yang Ji finally obtained some information about this strange world.

It turned out that this was a cave scripture painting, according to the information Yang Ji got from his mind. The time for the creation of this sutra painting should not be very long. It does not belong to that kind of ancient scripture painting, but belongs to the product of this era.

However, compared with the Han Dynasty in which Yang Ji is currently located, there should still be a long time apart.

From the information in his mind, Yang Ji learned that this was one of the "low-level" cave heaven scripture paintings created by a certain famous powerhouse for his two disciples.

- At least for the people who made this painting at the time. This painting is inferior to his strength.

As if out of respect, the message in the sutra does not mention who created it as a person.

The purpose of creating this sutra painting seems to be that the famous and powerful man wanted to train his two disciples and help them understand the essence of the Dongtian scripture painting.

No matter what the senior's intentions were in the first place. But judging from the information Yang Ji obtained, things have obviously deviated from his initial expectations.

From this scroll of scriptures, Yang Ji didn't feel much information about his two disciples. However, it can be felt from the mixed breath of the scripture painting, and this Dongtian scripture painting is almost its master.

What's worse is that-

“...... The painting has been destroyed. ”

Yang Ji shook his head, remembering the mutilated appearance of the scripture painting.

"I don't know what's in there?"

Yang Ji looked up at the quaint cave "Ziyang Cave Heaven", and said secretly in his heart.

Whatever the history of this painting, it's a thing of the past. Yang Ji now cares about the present.

With a move in his heart, Yang Ji stepped into the cave.

In the cave, there are reddish-brown rocks on both sides, and there are thousands of ravines on the ground, giving people a very quaint feeling. The cave was quiet, Yang Ji walked on it, feeling that his feet were solid, and only Yang Ji's footsteps echoed in the entire cave.

"There should be no one in here......"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

This kind of secluded exploration, the most afraid is the unknown danger.

But judging from the mutilated appearance of this scripture painting, no matter what secrets it has, it should be in a state of ownerlessness by now. Otherwise, it would not be possible to lose it in the small town at the foot of the Iron Crown Mountain, and no one would care about it for dozens or hundreds of years.

This somewhat made Yang Ji feel a little more relaxed.

"Huh?"

After walking more than a dozen steps, Yang Ji suddenly frowned. Not far in front of him, a stone monument protruded from the ground. There are faint words on the stele.

"If you have a fate, please come in, but if you don't. Knowing the difficulties and retreating, you can be safe!"

These words are strong and vigorous, and they are more than three minutes deep into the stone tablet, which is very eye-catching. At first glance. I was really shocked.

"The word ......"

Yang Ji looked at the handwriting on the stele, and his heart moved: "How does it look like it was written on a finger." ”

The words on the stele are all concave, and they don't look like they were drawn by a sword, and the traces are a little imaginary like human fingers.

"What do you mean by inviting in if you have a fate, but not if you don't come?"

Yang Ji looked at the stele. Holding his hands, he secretly doubted in his heart.

It stands to reason that entering here is fate. But Yang Ji felt that the words on the inscription seemed to have a deep meaning. After staying on the stele for a moment, Yang Ji's gaze quickly fell on a black iron sword next to the stele.

"Why is there an iron sword here?"

Yang Ji copied it, picked up the iron sword, and was secretly surprised.

At first glance, Yang Ji thought it would be some special material. But if you look closely, it's really a very ordinary iron sword.

And it's not so much an iron sword as a piece of iron bar. Two fingers wide, about three feet, no blade, not even a hilt.

Yang Ji stared at the iron sword, surprised.

I have to admit that this raised stone tablet, inexplicable words, this thing ...... I don't know if it's an iron sword or an iron bar. All of this made Yang Ji feel indescribable, very weird.

"No matter. What is the secret, you will find out when you go inside. ”

Yang Ji's heart was horizontal, and he stepped over the stone tablet and walked inside. For the sake of insurance, Yang Ji still brought the iron sword with unknown meaning and purpose.

"Buzz!"

With a trembling sound, Yang Ji hadn't walked a few steps, and suddenly. The light flashed ahead, and a rainbow light came.

"Flying Sword!"

Yang Ji was taken aback.

It was too late, it was too soon, and Yang Ji had just discovered that the flying sword had already been shot in. pounced in front of Yang Ji.

"Sonorous!"

The black flying sword was as fast as lightning, and in a short period of time, it attacked Yang Ji's chest, throat, abdomen, eyes, and the top of his head with more than ten swords.

Because the speed of the sword was too fast, it even caused a lot of phantoms in the void.

Almost instinctively, Yang Ji raised his right hand, and the iron bar in his hand was lightning-like, and each stroke was almost to the extreme, blocking the attack of this flying sword between them.

"Boom!"

With a flash of blood, a torrent of blood and qi roared out like a giant dragon, and with a sudden shock, the flying sword in the air immediately exploded into countless iron filings and scattered all over the ground.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yang Ji looked at the debris on the ground in surprise.

This flying sword looks extremely fast, but the material is extremely brittle. Yang Ji agitated the blood and smashed it, but the ugly-looking iron bar in his hand was nothing.

Entering the cave will actually be attacked, I have to say that this is something that Yang Ji did not expect before. And the light yì was disintegrated, which is even more inexplicable.

"This place is so quirky......"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The cave was quiet, and everything was restored to its original state. But at this moment, in Yang Ji's eyes, Yiqiē was completely different.

Yang Ji had a feeling that this place was probably a little different from what he thought.

Perhaps because the threat from the first attack was not great, Yang Ji still had a great enthusiasm for exploring this place.

"Let's go in and have a look. ”

Yang Ji picked up the "iron sword" and continued to walk forward.

"Groan!-"

With a soft groan, in the dim space ahead, a black rainbow flashed, and another flying sword shot out. The space of more than ten zhang came in a flash, and the sword speed was extremely fast, and it shot at Yang Ji's whole body.

"Iron Sword?"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he raised his sword to respond at full speed.

Two attacks, the first is an iron sword, and the second is a fine iron sword, and the material has been significantly improved.

"Whew!"

A flame rose into the air, and the tongue of fire soared into the air, and the refined iron sword that enveloped the space immediately turned into a puddle of iron juice in a few breaths, and sprinkled down.

Shaking off the iron sword, Yang Ji continued to walk inside. The curiosity in his heart grew.

"I wonder if there's a third handle?"

Yang Ji said curiously.

Sou!

It seemed to echo his heart, and with a whoosh, the third flying sword arrived as promised. (To be continued......)