The two of them followed the stone steps on the mountain rock, climbed all the way to the highest place of the vulture cliff, and saw a huge rock weighing a thousand pounds as a stone gate standing here, blocking the way of the two, standing next to the entrance of the cave a rock strange stone, more than one person is high, lying quietly with three big characters 'broken bone cave', the pen is vigorous and powerful, when it is a deep internal force on the wrist, outlined with the tip of the sword.

Yan Mubai raised his hand to look around for an opportunity, trying to minimize the sound of his body rubbing against the mountain stone, and suddenly his fingers tingled, and a protruding stone on the left side was carefully groped into his palm.

He hesitated for a moment, gathered the true qi that was swimming all over his body slightly, and suddenly it was as if the meridian river blocked by the sediment hit a burst of pain like flesh and bone, and the wisps of true qi were like a spirit snake foraging for food, advancing layer by layer into the internal organs and limbs of the body, taking advantage of the moment when the sea of qi was surging, and the true qi was condensed, he closed all the senses of his body except for the ears, pricked up his ears, and quietly listened to the movements inside.

Ticking ~ is the sound of water drops and stones, his thin ear moved slightly, suddenly turned his wrist, gently lifted the tip of the stone upward, only to hear the stone door 'bang', the terrain seemed to tremble a few times, the mud on the steep cliff and the weathered stone and sand rolled down a lot along the edge.

The door was opened, and the two of them did not dare to hesitate, and jumped up like two dexterous swallows under the corridor, and in an instant, they flashed into the darkness of the side, and then there was another earth-shattering sound, and the crumbling huge rock fell violently, separating the cold inside and outside.

There are very few displays in the bone scavenges, and the tables, chairs, and beds are all made of stone, but other than that, they are no different from ordinary houses.

The two of them held their breath and slowly entered, walked only ten steps before feeling some cool air blowing on their cheeks, waiting to light the torches on the wall, only to find that the small cave actually hung upside down many stalactites of different shapes, and below the milk stone is a pool of clear water flowing quietly, the direction is unknown, but the flow is very slow, like stagnant water.

The water quality is very clear, and the ever-changing milky stones complement each other, and immediately there are colorful colors in the eyes, reflecting the pupils of the two as if coated with a layer of faint purple green. The water on the upside-down stone body drops on the folded and undulating surface, emitting a cool echo, echoing in the lonely cave, making the whole bone crushing cave even more strange and mysterious.

It's just that there is no human breath!

This point had only been confirmed by Yan Mubai outside the cave, and it was only confirmed at this moment.

"Strange!" Yan Mubai said, "We came in too smoothly." ”

Su Luxuan suddenly felt stiff, his arms were unconsciously hugged tightly in front of his chest, and he muttered in his mouth: "Senior Brother Yan, you said that this river and lake are full of rumors of ghosts, but there are a few people who can really see his real body, maybe he has already gone many years ago, this 'broken bone cave' is just a ghost in order to stabilize his position in the door, deliberately demonizing this person, so that he can accumulate power and manipulation, self-reliance, and make the heroes jealous and ask to retreat." ”

Yan Mubai carefully observed everything around her and confirmed that there was no danger, then he took her arm and put her slender fingers like soft wattles into his palm to cover it.

He said: "Even the ghost still doesn't know that her eldest brother is not in the world, and I think that except for the ghost Qi Yunfeng, no one else will have news of him." ”

'Hey'~

Suddenly, there was a sigh from inside the cave, the tone was extremely low, and the breath was extremely weak.

If it was in the past, the two of them would have been difficult to detect, but at this moment, the internal strength of the two of them has been greatly accomplished, or through the transmission of gong, or through pranayama, this gentle sigh, the person who sent it thought that he had received the extreme, or like the thorns of cow hair, it was transmitted into the ears of the two people as thinly as a thorn of cow hair.

Yan Mubai's true qi on his body, although he was forcibly injected at a young age and did not deliberately cultivate, but for many years he was silent in his body like stagnant water, and he was already entangled with his breath, which was very helpful.

The incomparable swordsmanship is influencing the fusion of the true qi of the two mental techniques as soon as possible, and the true qi drawn by the two internal skills is at a special moment, all of which promote the progress of his swordsmanship. The three of them were tumbling and surging in the vast sea of qi in their bodies at this moment, surging like a tide, if it weren't for the pain of blocked heart veins from time to time, even if it was a fanged ghost door for the people in the rivers and lakes to cry when they heard it, he was also confident that he would be able to walk on the ground.

At this moment, the two of them each drew a wisp of breath and scattered it outside for defense, this subtle sound sounded in their ears, and the two of them couldn't help frowning, gathered their minds, and were vigilant and ready to attack.

"You're still here!" was a male voice, as if coming from underground.

It's just that he deliberately lowered his voice, very low, without the slightest roundness, he deliberately sounded, not like the sigh from the abdominal cavity, so this sentence fell very clearly into the ears of the two.

The cave was empty and secluded, and before he could finish his voice, there were several echoes mixed with the words, and when he heard it, it was still a ghost at midnight, and the voices of several people at the same time could not help but be treacherous and frightened.

Rao is Xuan Gong is progress is quite wrong, and the two of them still couldn't help but be shocked, and they all held the hilt of the sword on their side.

"Senior, but it's a ghost?" Yan Mubai seemed to hear the creak of his spine, and the sound of human dry bones stood up.

"This true qi changes in myriads, everywhere, and its shape should be flamboyant and elegant, but listening to your breath, when it is blindly forcibly suppressed, it may not be possible to become powerful. ”

Yan Mubai's tone was uneven, and his brain was rapidly spinning, could it be someone he knew?

"Outside the temple!" the man reminded.

This sentence was like a muffled thunder hitting the closed canopy, and in an instant, a white opening was torn open, Yan Mubai's eyes were gloomy, his face was pale, the corners of his lips moved, and he snorted: "You were the one who saved me in the Star Pupil Tianyan pawnshop that day?"

"Not the white-haired man," he said softly in his heart.

Needle drops can be heard in the air.

Before this strange silence almost tore him apart, suddenly there was a sound of 'rolling' from the stone bed, and the two of them were shocked, only to see that the stone bed was broken from the middle, broken in half, and quickly separated and fell in unison, and at the same time there was a 'creaking' sound of the cold iron shaft at the bottom, and a huge rock that was exactly the same size as the slate bed was pushed up, followed by another 'bang', and the thick rock took the place where the bed fell.

The two of them looked at each other, and on the huge rock that rose above the stone bed, a man dressed in white sat quietly.

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the rock, his hands resting naturally on his knees, his body clear, his long robe like snow, and his black cloud hair hanging down on his shoulders untied, falling like a waterfall on his shoulders, hanging down to ten white, thin, slender fingertips.

The only thing that is a little eye-catching is that this person's face is covered with a thin mask, which is not as terrifying as the other people in the ghost gate, but the two corners are hooked, and the front is smooth, like the head of a fox, and it looks like an awe-inspiring eagle falcon, and the thin strap is wrapped around the hair behind the ears, and it is very tightly tied.

In a trance, I only heard the man say, "Is the true qi on your body better?" The tone was flat, like the sigh of General Sideburns who had returned to his hometown after many years.

Yan Mubai wanted to ask, but when the words came to his mouth, he was disturbed by the distant aura of the other party, and muttered back: "It's better!"

The man smiled and shook off the soft strands of hair on his wrists, and Yan Mubai saw that there was a chain as thin as a cloud on each wrist, and the other end fell down the huge rock to the bottom of the bed.

Seeing that he had found out, the man pulled back the wide sleeves of his coat and covered the two rings of pure steel.

"Predecessor is Ghost Uncle Hanxun?" After asking this sentence, Yan Mubai unconsciously felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his teeth trembled.

Through the thin mask, the man smiled, and a few shallow tail lines faintly appeared on the fair skin at the sideburns, although the face could not be seen clearly, but it should be close to confusion.

"Sort of!" he replied, "You're here for me?" The syllables were as low as ever.

Yan Mubai saw that he was full of immortal energy, and his gestures were quite elegant, so he even gently brushed down a strand of hair that inadvertently fell on his clothes when he raised his hand, and unconsciously automatically stripped this sentence of 'counting' out of his mind, and only heard the second half of the sentence.

"No, my junior sister wants to come and see who the ghost uncle of this ghost gate is, we...."

The man laughed again and said, "It's not a small daring!"

Yan Mubai swallowed his saliva, moistened his tight throat, and then bent down and said, "I didn't mean to disturb, I was offended." ”

The man was silent for a long time, and suddenly muttered, "You are really like her!"

Yan Mubai was stunned, and before he could open his mouth to inquire, suddenly there was the sound of the stone room opening in the claustrophobic space, and the stalactites hanging above his head actually trembled like a sparrow standing on the weak silk bamboo, and then a stone door opened from the uneven cave wall.

A man and a woman walked out from behind the door!

The female is Qiu Ying'an, who had just been defeated by Su Luphantom and was thrown at the entrance of the Bayin Cave by sealing the acupoint. There was no light in the cave, and her expression was even more magnificent than just now under the reflection of the jumping torches, but her eyes were as deep as the sky, faintly reflecting the compelling coldness.

Then who is the middle-aged man beside her who has a slightly wide body, a dignified appearance, a vigorous step, and strides like a meteor?

"I haven't seen you for many years, Lord Qi, why are you strolling around and visiting here today?" asked the man in white who called himself Han Xun on the rock.

Yan Mubai and Su Luhuan looked at each other, and their hearts struck at the same time.

This white-clothed masked man claimed that he was Han Xun, although from the point of view of his body, he was indeed plump and cool, and he was like a god in an ethereal state, but at this moment, his idle clothes were scattered, his hands were tied, and he was hidden behind the dark and withered lamp, which was very different from the rumors in the rivers and lakes that he had a miraculous skill, and when he heard the sound, he had a killing intent, shocked the eight mountains of Kyushu, and his whereabouts were very different from the mysterious ghost uncle.

And the man and the woman are also standing in a very clever position, a hundred steps away, close to defend, far away can escape, as if there is some faint fear.

However, at the moment, the two of them didn't care about thinking about the enmity between them, seeing that each of the three parties had one according to them, Yan Mubai couldn't figure out the thoughts of the people in front of him, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Su Luhuan's hand.