He turned the stone sword in his hand slightly, aiming it at the sword surface and hanging it, "This formation is somewhat similar to a dilapidated magic circle I saw when I was young, with ice on it, layers of ashes, a layer of hollowness, and a layer of deepening, and I forgot what I had seen inside." ”

Rotten bamboo grabbed a silver-gray mask from the storage bag, put it on his face, hurriedly walked in front of Li Shuishan, waved his sleeves and patted it, and the whole air was flooded with waves, rolling like a fish, reaching the ghost head covered by the aura, and swallowing it in one gulp.

The waves were layered on top of each other, and the speed was extremely fast, pushing away the surrounding ghosts after a while, Li Shuishan seemed to notice something, grabbed it in his sleeve for a while, and shook his head, because he didn't have any treasures he wanted, after thinking for a while, he slapped at the Taoist robe, and a spirit flew out.

The spirit turned its eyes around, knelt in front of Li Shuishan and said, "Immortal, what do you command?"

After Li Shuishan inspected this formation, he found that the three techniques of heaven and ghost were not ordinary techniques, but the strength beyond the ordinary Daohua realm, and the ghost power contained here was not ordinary, and there were some weird and mysterious colors in either large or small, he stood up and asked, "Do you know how to crack this magic array?"

The spirit turned into a young man of the same age as Li Shuishan, wearing a white robe, holding a bamboo slip, and walked a few steps slowly and stepped back, "Immortal, do you know that the three techniques of heaven and ghost are divided into hiding land, taking water, and sealing the sky. Tibet is the platform under your feet, there is an array of eyes, in other words, it may be the soul of the ghost dragon guarding, not to mention a thousand years but also a hundred years of history. With the vicissitudes of time, the baptism of slow and leisurely, dust into mud, gravel into mountains. It all starts over and over again. ”

"By the way, Ghost Dragon, there's also a nickname, it's called Evil Wind. ”

"It likes to devour people's souls, so it is a common means to wipe the ground with wonton. You have to be careful. ”

When Li Shuishan heard what he said about Tibet, he had some thoughts in his heart, but he shook his head embarrassedly and said: "Tibet is not easy to say, there must be flaws here." ”

The spirit pondered: "The flaws that the immortals said, you can go to fetch water and seal the sky to find it." If you can summon water, it is a fate with the formation, and nothing you say will let you leave. But if you can't call out, I'll drive you out. ”

Li Shuishan frowned and said, "It's so simple?"

The spirit was surprised: "Where is it easy?"

"When water comes out of the well, you become a frog at the bottom of the well. ”

"The well does not produce water, sit in the well and watch the sky. You are also a frog at the bottom of the well. ”

Rotten Bamboo listened seriously, waved his hand, as if he felt that it was talking nonsense, and said boringly: "You just said where is the cracking method?"

The spirit shook its head and affirmed, "I don't know either." ”

Li Shuishan patted the robe, and a pattern appeared on it, which was the picture and text of the collection of spirits, which was actively left behind after it was printed on it, as if it was specially created for the owner to provide convenience.

"You go back first, and I'll look for you when there's something. ”

Li Shuishan took back the spirit, pondered for a while, raised his hand and patted it lightly on the bottom, and there was a lot of echo, I don't know where this echo came from, where it went, it sat down cross-legged, a cold feeling from the buttocks to the waist, and a wooden sign floated out in front of the rotten bamboo behind him, this wooden card was exactly what he needed, a token about the previous generation of sect masters.

He was a little sluggish, and he didn't dare to start collecting it.

Li Shuishan asked loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you have appeared." It's not good to hide like this. ”

There was no sound.

Then he said it again.

The man in the prime of life who was originally wearing scale armor turned into a comfortable man with plain clothes and long hair, holding a pot of wine in his hand, with tears in his eyes, and asked, "Can you let me see the person in my dream?"

Li Shuishan frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's the one you gave up. ”

For this word, many monks will ponder, this is a soul technique that requires chance and skill, transferring one's divine consciousness and soul body into another person's body, occupying his physical body, deeply suppressing his thoughts, until the opportunity is right to erase and occupy it.

Obviously, the Gancia Daoist did not intend to occupy Li Shuishan's body and let him do things according to his own consciousness.

But I don't know if this sentence is about to be tested, so Li Shuishan asked calmly, "What are you talking about?"

The man shook his head and poured a little wine on the ground, which meant something extraordinary: "You are like this little drink, it will evaporate in the next moment, what you can't see, I have already seen through, go back early, find a place to live."

Waiting for the call of death. ”

Li Shuishan was silent.

"Don't you understand what I'm talking about?"

"The mountains and seas are false, you are true, if you are too attached to the world there, you are a colorful butterfly, which may be scattered at any time. When the butterfly flies once, the nine-colored wings will collapse in half, and there is another extreme on the wings, one is life and the other is death, when you stand at this end and look at that end, you see death from life, and when you see this end from that end, you are alive from death. Sometimes, the life you see is not necessarily the real life, and the death you see is also false. We have already stepped into the realm of Taoism, and we are familiar with this realm. In a narrow sense, we are too weak, like ants, what kind of cultivation do you think the people who started the mountain are?

"If you are too obsessed with something to know whether it is right or wrong, then you will be wrong again and again, even if you are on the right path, and you will never understand where you are looking for solace in your heart, you can return. ”

Li Shuishan closed his eyes and said, "You are wrong. ”

"You're wrong. "People will say.

"I'm not wrong. Li Shuishan said again.

"You are still too stubborn, even if you occupy the body of the person of destiny, you can't bring the trajectory of his fate to a point, let the heaven before you dominate, you are just a supporting role of a chess piece. Do you think you can pursue everything you want?"

Li Shuishan smiled: "Aren't you also pinning your hopes on it?"

The general said: "Wrong, what I pinned on was my thoughts, my vision for the future." When I was old, I saw too many people walking around, and none of them jumped into that circle, and the latecomers were killed, wounded, and wounded, and all became slaves fighting for treasures, and they all exhausted their talents. In the future, there are very few people who rely on talent, and there are more and more people who rely on treasures and luck. In such a turbulent era, you say, who else has more longing and more vision for the future than the longing person?"

Li Shuishan nodded slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

"You're right, you didn't go wrong to choose him. But what I am determined to do, I must do, it is not my stubbornness, but my hope for the future. I am a dry cicada Taoist, my fourth dry cicada, just on the tenth layer, I will not be reduced to a puppet, a slave. ”