The half-moon blood fork let out a faint wail, and the formation where the dry cicada Daoist was sitting emitted a looming spirit pattern, and his young body stood up and turned around in place a few times, the old aura accompanied by a brown murderous aura, under the octagonal point of the formation.

The Blood Fork is completely silent.

He grabbed the blood fork with one hand through Li Shuishan's body, and then held the stone sword and stepped forward, the Xiangliu under his feet followed, facing a mountain cliff, this bare hillside, standing a tombstone, with a huge footprint on it, even if the wind and sun did not retreat a trace.

There was an old gentleman on the hillside, his dry skin was covered with potassium, his beard was white, his eyes were closed, and he had a wicked smile on his little mouth, and when a figure came, he opened his eyes and asked, "Who is down there?"

Li Shuishan opened his mouth and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

The old gentleman snorted, "I asked you, and you asked me again, what do you mean?"

Li Shuishan smiled bitterly: "Under Li Shuishan." ”

The old gentleman got up and dusted off his body, holding the folded fan in one hand, "You are one of the millions of underground monks on the road far away from the sky, but when the trajectory of death falls in front of you, what choice do you make?

Li Shuishan didn't understand what he meant, so he lightly threw the blood fork and asked softly, "What choice did the seniors make?"

The old gentleman nodded, waved his sleeves and threw them behind him, and a shocking aura emerged, "Your choice is my choice, Lord of the Fourth Layer, since you are here, I have no reason to stop you here, but... If you enter it, there must be many dangers, don't take this young man with you in life and death... He's different. ”

Li Shuishan nodded slightly, raised his hand to shake it, took away the blood shadow of Xiangliu, and stepped into the blood qi behind him.

Han Shixiu gasped, sat on the ground, looked at the young figure who entered, gritted his teeth and said, "Where are you going?" He lingered with one person and one soul for a long time, sat down mournfully, and at the same time left Xiangliu wailed at the door, sitting on the ground helplessly.

He waved his hand again to put away the blood fork, and stepped into a layer of shallow thin clouds, there are countless murderous aura, a blue-brown leaf revealed a few bright lines to seal the road ahead, a small bird flew out of the small intersection, the old man with pure green coat and fierce face sat down with a wooden ruler handrail, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou is passing by?"

This didn't provoke any reaction from him, but provoked the hatred of the old man with a fierce face, put the ruler in front of him, and wanted to whip it, but he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he looked at the bloody eyes, "Xiaoyou, what am I asking you? Do you look down on me, an old man?"

Li Shuishan's blood fork was raised, his breath changed sharply, and the old man with a fierce face was stunned, and apologized with a smile: "It turned out to be, it turned out to be the cultivation of the fork, hehe, it's really disrespectful, my name is Xiao Liuren, tell me if you have any orders in the future, hehe, if it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

He grabbed the bird in the air and turned into smoke and dust, and disappeared.

Li Shuishan laughed.

Peeling off the leaves, the bare volcano spewed hot magma, and there was a monk sitting cross-legged in it, he was naked, his eyes and eyebrows like swords, looking at the newcomer who was coming, the tattoos on his skin were slightly rough, but with some sharp anger, and he glanced at a young man not far away.

The young man had three eyes in the center of his eyebrows

, Whenever his eyes opened, the eyes in the center of his eyebrows were closed, his upper body was slightly long, his legs were curled up, and he swallowed some of the flowers and plants that grew in the magma around him, he didn't say much, he showed a trace of surprise to the coming boy, he hadn't seen anyone step into it for several years, this was a deep hidden place, and a key was needed to open it.

This key is a half-moon on the fifth floor.

It's a blood fork.

There were more monks trapped here in the distance who did not want to leave, some of them were in the cold snow-capped mountains, some were bathing in magma, they looked extremely comfortable, but they were also painful, when they noticed the difference in Li Shuishan's body, they all guessed, when they saw the blood fork, their faces were stunned, and they all raised their heads to drink themselves.

Li Shuishan did not hesitate, as soon as he raised his hand, he pressed the stone fork, the black vortex rotated, and a strong sucking force erupted, he fled directly into it, those monks who had been waiting for more than ten years, decades to exert all their cultivation and went straight to the vortex, the rumbling sound of thunder and lightning killing appeared out of thin air, killing from the vortex, there were some naked monks who jumped up from the magma, they spewed flames and wrapped themselves in it, like a shy flower, but some of them were hit, piercing the flesh and making a burning smell.

There are also old men waving their sleeves from the snowy mountains, they laughed madly, and one of them said: "Lao Tzu has waited for so many years, and finally waited for the cultivation of holding a blood fork, today, I will definitely take away the secret treasure." ”

But when he reached the whirlpool, the thunder and lightning struck, and his scattered hair was violently dispersed, and an old man also walked out from behind, holding a small gourd, inhaling the surrounding aura, and snorting: "Give me death." ”

The crazy old man was hit by the gourd, and the whole person fell to the side, and I saw him step into it, and the thunder and lightning kept hitting the fallen monk, attracting a larger group of monks to enter, and after a dozen breaths, the vortex shrank to the size of a palm, and gradually dissipated.

After Li Shuishan walked into it, he put away the colorful stone sword, his eyes browsed around, and saw a piece of elegant and complacent scenes, on the left side is a small cave for rest and entertainment, which has not been used for a long time, neatly placed tables, chairs and benches, and the green glazed porcelain bowl on the top is followed by raindrops falling above, and a pot of soju is poured on the table, the chicken is eaten with some broken bones, there is an enamel urinal on the ground, and the tattered clothes hanging down with water stains.

When the monks who stepped in behind were dumbfounded, they licked their tongues and looked at the scene and didn't know how to start, muttering in their hearts for a long time, a few people stepped into the small cave, picked up the undrunk wine on the table and looked up to drink, when a drop was dropped, a monk behind slapped his chin, shouting that he wanted to drink, this next drop fell on the corner of his mouth, directly pulled his neck and licked it, and was extremely satisfied.

Some monks who were slow to move their hands and feet, directly took a fancy to the urinal, picked it up and was just about to drink it, they smelled something weird, and when they were in their pockets, they slowly tasted it in the future, and the broken bones on the table also attracted their coveting, some picked up one and snorted up, and excitedly picked up the second one, and the one behind was one after another, and even the table and chair were broken, for fear of falling something.

In the end, all that was left was an empty cave, and there was nothing.

Some of the monks stepped into other scenes and turned into pools of blood, leaving not even a wail of pain.

The monk who came from the frightened rear was in a cold sweat, and Li Shuishan stepped into the far left

In the first scene, he thought quietly for a while, but found nothing, he touched the wall, found that it was extremely cold, and after a few breaths, his hands were a little hot, and his sleeves were lifted and hung in the air, and the monk outside looked at the young man who opened the secret with a strange expression, as if waiting for his next move.

Li Shuishan's consciousness has already fallen into a wonderful realm, he can see everything in the outside world, and even can see the changes in his body, but he can't control it, when the dry cicada Taoist controls his body, he seems to be pointing him, and he also understands, but he does have some understanding of his physical body from this state of being a bystander, he sometimes does not focus on the scenery in front of him, but indulges in this state, combing his memory and some spells, and the three spells of the red girl are constantly surrounding in his heart.

It was precisely because he felt the power of the state of mind that he had some confidence in his heart, but he didn't know how to step in, how to find the mountain, everything needed to be explored.

Gan Cicada Daoist was thinking carefully, he observed for a few hours, the monks in the outside world were a little unbearable, the treasure in front of him was just watching, could not be touched, simply a man in a green robe stepped into the first scene with his fists clenched, and asked respectfully: "Senior, I don't know what you see?"

This man is not small, calm, and looks like he is thirty or forty years old, and he put away all his arrogance at the moment of clenching his fists, and Li Shuishan opened his eyes slightly, shook his head lightly and said: "The scene is changeable, you should start from the first one and repeat." You can look for what's so good about it, and if so, I can think about it. ”

The man stepped back, watched for a long time, sighed and left.

An hour later, a few more monks came, and they also had no choice but to leave.

After almost a day passed, their passion was worn out, Li Shuishan squinted slightly, some cold water droplets were infiltrated on the wall, and there was some solemn aura, his heart moved, he raised his hand to hammer the wall, and with a bang, a stone fell, and a smooth mirror showed, and his face was impressively reflected, and a man who was exactly the same as him walked out of the mirror.

Li Shuishan frowned and looked at him, and he also frowned at Li Shuishan.

Li Shuishan snorted: "Demon law." ”

His fingers were slightly raised, pressed lightly, and with a bang, the mirror shattered, and the crackling water patterns melted into the ground, and as soon as he lifted them slightly, those mirrors were sucked into his palm, swinging gently, and the water lines became more and more, he kneaded them together, threw them on the wall, and scolded: "What kind of demon are you?"

The water pattern turned into a round ball, which was scattered by Li Shuishan's palm, and the wall turned into a water curtain and stepped into it.

Walking to the second scene, here is a lonely ocean, a shallow singing sea fish with a human head, long hair falling, softly singing: "Little brother, little brother, little girl are all beautiful little babies, you can see those people who wave goodbye, are there tears in their eyes? Is there a lot of wailing rot breath? Those women who hold pearls to the king in their hands, are they expecting all to be safe? I don't want you to have great achievements, I just want you to be a handsome little brother when you come back." ......”

“...... You said you would come back, you said you would come back, I will wait here for you to come back, no matter how the sky falls apart, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. I just want to see your smiling faces, and our desire to become a reality, you are our ..... Forever love. ”