The stairs are very deep, and the further down you go, the more chilly you feel.

It seemed that there was a dark river at the bottom, and He Ping seemed to hear the sound of ticking water.

People feel dangerous in the dark, as has been the case since ancient times, which is why the ancestors of antiquity sought the flame so urgently.

He Ping didn't know what would be at the bottom of the stairs, maybe there would be fierce beasts waiting for him, maybe there were many skeletons, white bones, maybe there was a dark river leading to life, maybe it was a relic left by the late stage of Qi refining cultivator.

After about a quarter of an hour, He Ping suddenly saw a glimmer of light coming from below.

The sudden light made He Ping a little uncomfortable, squinting slightly, He Ping still walked towards the glimmer of light without stopping.

The entrance was very narrow, but after that, it suddenly opened up.

This is a cave, there are no fierce beasts, no white bones, the light comes from a strange white stone, the white stone hangs at the top, He Ping estimates that this is a white stone that depicts the magic circle, presumably left by the cultivator, so it can emit light.

The cave is completely enclosed, surrounded by uneven rocks and extremely damp stone walls, but it is not known where the water comes from.

It stands to reason that in such a closed place, the air should be extremely turbid and there is very little aura, but in this cave it is very different, the air is almost the same as the outside world, and even the aura is extremely rich.

He Ping couldn't help but wonder if there was a dark hole in this cave leading to the ground, but to his disappointment, he checked the surroundings, all of them were intact, He Ping was very disappointed, if the cave only had an entrance and no exit, then he was only trapped here.

He didn't know when the cult would come after him, but he couldn't get out easily, and it was safer to hide in the cave than outside.

Although he can't feed on the aura of heaven and earth like the big cultivator now, he will never starve to death because of lack of food in just a few days, he will hide here for a few more days, and wait for the evil cultivator to leave him before going out

In the middle of the cave, there is a stone table, equipped with a stone bench, and the stone table and stone bench are covered with some dust, presumably it should be left by the late stage of Qi refining monk many years ago.

On the stone table is a book, as well as a fragment of a map.

The fragment of the map is the part left behind after the parchment map is scattered, and the top is the location of the rock wall here, He Ping originally thought that the fragment would disappear again after turning into a beam of light and opening the passage, but he didn't want to appear here.

As for that book, it has also been covered with a lot of dust, He Ping blew a breath and wiped the dust away, and the name of this ancient book finally appeared, but it was not a practice, just a Buddhist scripture, called "Mahayana Ranga Sutra".

The pages are a little yellowed, perhaps because of the dampness, and some of the pages are glued together, but the first sentence of the opening sentence is, "As I heard: At one time, the Buddha lived in the city of Ranga on the top of the mountain of Moroya on the great seashore, and was with the great bhikshus and the great bodhisattvas. ”

It's just an ordinary Buddhist scripture, and maybe the practitioner is also a believer.

At this time, Jiang Heng had followed the evil qi to the rock wall outside this waterfall, and the evil qi disappeared here, and he could only see the scattered parchment scrolls, but he did not see any trace of He Ping.

He was a little annoyed and spun around outside the rock wall, convinced that He Ping would never disappear into thin air.

Although the rock wall can isolate the evil qi for a short time, as long as the time passes, there will always be evil qi coming out of the rock wall, and Jiang Heng will inevitably attack the rock wall at that time, and this rock wall will not be able to stop it for long.

"Huh, you've found a good place!"

The voice came from nowhere, He Ping saw that the Buddhist scriptures were in a trance, and suddenly heard this sentence.

But he had been in a similar situation many times, and he didn't panic, and when he thought about it, the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

"Zhu Ling!" Zhu Ling's sudden transmission made He Ping very happy, the Fire Spirit Zhu Ling had gone through so many years, maybe it could help him get out of his current predicament.

"I thought you would die next month, but I didn't expect you to find such a place, maybe you would survive. Zhu Ling's voice was very cold, and he didn't seem to be interested in He Ping's situation.

"Senior Zhuling, I am now being hunted down by evil cultivators and forced to hide here. He Ping explained to Zhu Ling, he didn't expect that he didn't enter the Fire Spirit Bead, Zhu Ling could still talk to him, and seemed to be able to perceive the outside world.

"Evil cultivator?" Zhu Ling finally raised some interest and said, "There are still evil cultivators now, you are being hunted down by him, I am afraid that you are stained with evil energy, and he can catch you at the ends of the earth." ”

He Ping slightly explained to Zhu Ling that this evil cultivator was inserting a long gray knife into his heart, and then his momentum increased greatly.

"I see. Zhu Ling pondered for a while before a voice came, "Evil cultivation was prevalent for a while five hundred years ago, but later it was too bad and not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, so it declined to this point. ”

"Seeing that your boy is lucky, maybe he is a material that can live a long time, so I will tell you something. ”

"If what I expected is correct, then the evil cultivation should be the cultivation of the "Heart Devouring Gong", hehe, the evil skill has been passed down for many years, and there are still only a few things. ”

"He used the evil qi knife into his heart, it is the evil spirit, the evil cultivator, the evil cultivation of the same level of strength is difficult to find an opponent, but after the evil transformation, it is irreversible, but all the evil cultivators who practice evil skills will end up with an evil end, just sooner or later. ”

"Swallowed by evil energy, he finally turned into a monster that is not human, ghost, or ghost. ”

He Ping listened carefully, but he was more and more in awe of this pearl spirit in his heart, it knew so much, but he was afraid that his identity was not simple.

"This stone wall will last about seven days, and he will no longer be able to hide the evil spirit from you, and then he will come in and forget to tell you that he is already outside. ”

"If you want to survive, there is only one way, and that is to practice that spell called the 'God Nail'. ”

"'Imperial God Nail'!" He Ping was a little surprised, he didn't know how Zhu Ling knew that he had seen the 'Imperial God Nail', could it be that Zhu Ling could see through He Ping's sea of knowledge?

Zhu Ling seemed to know what He Ping was thinking, and said with a joking smile, "I occasionally have nothing to do, and I will gain insight into the outside world through the Fire Spirit Bead, and I happened to see you holding the 'Imperial God Nail' last time." ”

"Could it be that the second-grade divine consciousness recorded in the 'Imperial God Nail' can really be compressed?" He Ping thought it was just a conjecture.

"Didn't you also think about compressing your divine consciousness through the Fire Spirit Bead?" Zhu Ling didn't talk to He Ping, and only said to himself, "If you can surpass yourself and have a divine sense beyond your current cultivation, it is naturally feasible. ”

"Do you know what the limit of divine consciousness in the early stage of qi refining is?" Zhu Ling didn't wait for He Ping to reply, and said, "Twenty zhang, beyond twenty zhang, the divine consciousness can be compressed beyond cultivation, that monk named Ye Xiang is only one foot away from this door, if he can grow to the limit of divine consciousness, and then start to compress divine consciousness, he has already practiced the 'Imperial God Nail'." ”

"I'm afraid that the evil cultivator has already lost consciousness after seven days, although the physical body is extremely powerful, but if you can practice the 'Imperial God Nail' and break through his sea of consciousness with one blow, he will not survive. ”

"But how can I achieve twenty zhang of divine consciousness in seven days?" He Ping only felt that Zhu Ling was joking, and it was absolutely impossible for him to break through his divine sense to twenty zhang and then compress it.

"Ordinary people naturally can't do it, but with the help of the Fire Spirit Bead, seven days is enough, and you have found such a place. ”

"It's good luck, God doesn't want you to die. ”