Chapter 61: Asking Heaven (I)

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In an instant, the land ...... Lived!

Countless tentacles-like black dirt stretched out, enveloping the dagger almost as soon as it hit the ground. Visible to the naked eye, rust climbed the short knife. The iron dagger had a rust on it, but it was black, dead black.

This knife...... He's dead.

Those tentacles twitched, and they grew towards Luo Xiaotian. The speed was too fast, and Luo Xiaotian didn't have time to react at all.

However, when the tentacles grew into the range of the Ask Dao Bridge, an invisible force cut off the tentacles, and the tentacles that stretched into the range of the Ask Dao Bridge all disappeared, and even the wreckage was gone.

At that moment, Luo Xiaotian seemed to hear something roaring, in the depths of this black earth. That thing seems to be the source of these black lands, these black tentacles.

It seemed that he couldn't hurt Luo Xiaotian, so he took back his tentacles and merged into the black earth, and he couldn't see the slightest abnormality.

From the fall of Luo Xiaotian's short knife to the withdrawal of the tentacle, it was only a matter of a moment.

For a long time, Luo Xiaotian came back to his senses. His back was soaked in cold sweat.

After swallowing dryly, Luo Xiaotian was glad that he did not leave the range of the Dao Bridge.

The world where the Ask Bridge is located doesn't seem to be a good place. The River Styx under the bridge, and the black dirt outside the bridge, are not good.

Probably not even the cultivators who control the Skyclave, or even refine the Mind Realm, will not be able to survive here.

It's better to be careful.

Luo Xiaotian took a deep breath, calmed down, and took out another short knife of the same specification, and slowly carved it on the stone bridge.

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"Someone said, Styx asked, is the way against the sky. I don't know what you think, what do you mean by that?"

Shangguan Jing withdrew his gaze from the Wendao Bridge, and after looking at it for a long time, they couldn't see through the thick fog and see the monks on the Wendao Bridge. It's really boring to wait here, so it's better to find something to talk about to pass the time.

Elder Li's gaze flickered slightly, and he withdrew it, but he was reluctant to speak.

Jing Xianling didn't seem to hear it, such topics were not worth talking about.

The other people all moved their eyes slightly, they had all participated in the sect competition, but they couldn't figure out about the Xuanguang Heavenly Road and the Wendao Bridge. When you ask the elders in the sect, either you say a few perfunctory words, or you just say "don't say it". But all the sects have a very strange attitude towards this issue, and if it is really a topic that cannot be discussed, they will be forbidden to talk about it. However, the attitude of the respective sects is the same, and they ignore it.

Not for it, not against. This is the attitude of all sects.

Many monks have been curious about the first two levels of the sect competition, and they have also gone to find answers. But those who can get the answer are all monks who are above the state of mind refining. And they all kept silent about it. This has become a big question in the monk world, of course, only among the low-ranking monks.

The first to speak, but it was the Yuanzhen monk who had never spoken, his eyes widened slightly, and he said: "The poor monk has heard that the way of the Styx is the road of life and death. There is life, but there is no death. At the end of the road is bliss. ”

Shangguan Jing smiled, neither agreeing nor disapproving.

There are too many sayings about the Asko Bridge, and among all the sayings, the monk considers the most accurate one, that this road goes against the sky.

The path of the monk is to fight with the heavens and with the people. If you go well, you will be mortal, and if you go against it, you will be immortal. Only by going against the sky can we attain the road.

The woman in white was rare and did not scare Shangguan Jing, and said: "When the little woman heard this, Styx asked, asking about the way of heaven and the way of immortals. This way is like going against the water, like a boat. Go against the tide to see the avenue. ”

Li Ming snorted lightly and said, "What the hell is the way! If you have that effort, you might as well do it! Hey, old bald donkey, don't you think?"

"Amitabha. Although the expression on Yuan Zhen's face has not changed, his aura has changed.

Before they could say a word, the two of them were on the bar again.

Elder Li's gaze inadvertently fell on these people, but his heart was vigilant, no matter who made the first move, he could stop it as soon as possible.

Li Peiyuan didn't know where to get a folding fan, opened it, and shook it gently, quite a bit of elegant demeanor. He smiled faintly and said, "But I have heard a rumor, when I know the secret of this Dao Dao Bridge and the Xuanguang Heavenly Road, I am going to ...... A certain side of the world. ”

Elder Li's eyes flickered suddenly, and he looked at Li Peiyuan fiercely.

Even Jing Xianling looked at Li Peiyuan with some surprise.

Li Peiyuan smiled at Elder Li without the slightest hint of nervousness.

Wen Zidao raised his eyelids, looked at Li Peiyuan, and said, "I don't know what Brother Li Dao said, that world is ...... Where is it?"

Several people's eyes fell on Li Peiyuan, and it was the first time they had heard such a statement.

Li Peiyuan shook his head slightly and said, "That's all I know." If you really want to know more, I'm afraid you need to reach a higher level. ”

The crowd was silent. The higher level means that the higher cultivation is at least the cultivation of the state of mind. But even if they, the Tianjiao of various sects, don't have a hundred or ten years, they can't break through.

At this time, Jing Xianling's brows furrowed, his gaze moved, and he fell to the other end of the Dao Dao Bridge, but it was the end of the Dao Dao Bridge. On the shore over there, there are a few people, who are the breath of Uncle Cang.

Jing Xianling was together, and his body disappeared into the small pavilion, but he was not noticed by anyone.

Suddenly, Elder Li's face changed, and his gaze fell on the bridge in the thick fog.

There...... Wrong.

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Math problems are difficult and easy, easy, you can see the answer at a glance, and you don't need to write the process. But when you encounter a problem, sometimes you can't get an answer even if you think about it all day.

Luo Xiaotian is now like a hard-working student in the third year of high school struggling with math problems, or a thick bunch of math problems.

All brain cells are dying.

Luo Xiaotian once thought that after the third year of high school, he would never have to go through the days when countless brain cells died every day.

However, he was wrong.

Today, he ran into it.

It's even harder.

How to solve a problem if the necessary known conditions are not sufficient?

Carving these lines on the bridge is like solving a math puzzle, and the known conditions are not directly given to you. It's better to find out for yourself, if the strength of the divine consciousness is not enough, if you are not careful enough, you may not be able to find a single known condition.

It looks like a simple connection, but if there is a slight deviation, the texture will disappear. Connect the two ends of the pattern, at least half a foot of texture should be carved, but if there is a deviation in any of the middle, the carved texture will gradually disappear. Only the correct grain will remain on the stone bridge.

And the texture is becoming more and more complex, from the very beginning of thinking a few minutes can carve a piece of texture, to later need to connect the first section of the pattern and the back of all the way, it is possible to figure out how to connect.

And the texture of this stone bridge is not easy to leave lines, and several short knives have been scrapped. If he hadn't brought enough short knives, he would probably have had to pick them by hand.

Use your hands to pick this stone bridge, how do you think about it.