I think of the Taoist books in the Stone Pagoda Library.

People have a physical body and a yin god, the physical body is the aggregation of vitality, and the yin god is the aggregation of thoughts. The dual cultivation of the true cultivator can not only temper the physical body into a warrior-like golden body, but also quench the yin god into a pure yang primordial god.

The method of practicing the body spread to the world with the martial arts of Neidan in the martial arts era, and the method of practicing the soul rarely appears in the world, and it should be said that it is only a patent of the Xiuzhen sect.

The wonders of thinking are for me in another world, so I don't want to think about it too much.

I carefully hid my new five rings, and the treasures in each ring were probably no less than my collection. Suddenly, a question pressed on my heart again, and I couldn't help blurting out to Murong Zhi:

"Do you think these cultivators were all killed by dust-eating insects? I can understand that a few or four cultivators were killed by insects in the Yongdao, and eleven of them died here, which is really weird. Even if Wang Qinian is a Jindan martial artist, he can enter and exit this place safely!"

"It's too hasty to draw conclusions. But if Wang Qinian can leave here, doesn't it also show that we also have hope of getting out of here?"

I shook my head in disbelief, I found that Murong Zhi was determined to obtain the Cave Mansion, and she categorically denied any situation that was not conducive to her obtaining the Cave Mansion.

She is usually cautious and careful, but at this moment when it is crucial to her great cause of recovering the country, she suddenly becomes arbitrary and stubborn, and does not tolerate any dissent.

I had no choice but to hold it in my heart and reason silently on my own

- Wang Qinian's purpose is different from that of the dead cultivators, his primary goal is to kill the dust eaters, so that the natives will lose the assistance of the mountain gods, and they will not be able to initiate new foundation-building warriors, while the cultivators do not care about these secular battles, their goal is to obtain the treasures in the cave, first repel the mountain spirit beasts, then destroy the formation, and finally open the cave.

Therefore, Wang Qinian does not have the heart of the gains and losses of the cave, if there is a icing on the cake, if there is none, he usually puts it down. Jewels, precepts, and bones that can be used as weapons by cultivators, he doesn't care at all.

I suddenly recalled Wang Qitai's exhortation before leaving, "Capturing the Cave Mansion is not a top priority", but I heard Murong Zhi shouting for me to help push the twelfth stone niche.

"I sensed the breath left by Wang Qinian in this stone niche. ”

She said.

Indeed, I also felt the remnants of the familiar qi.

The twelfth niche is not a mechanism, we are sure that it is active.

All it takes is the strength to push it away—but that strength is far beyond the limits of mortals.

Whether it is a machine with a high thrust or a hard push with force, only Jindan people can do it.

We looked at each other for a moment.

"I released all my qi, and I could reach the strength of fifteen horses, barely approaching the Jindan warrior. But...... With such a strong air diarrhea, I am afraid that it will alarm the dust eaters, and there will be a fierce battle soon. ”

I say.

"It's a matter of success or failure. Murong Zhi said resolutely.

I added my palms to full strength, and the "rigidity" of the dragon's palms was carried in my arms.

"Boom-boom-"

The stone niche turned, and I pushed it away at a quarter of an angle, and wisps of white lines rose from the door of my head, which was the qi I had lost.

I'm still far away from Wang Qinian, and if it were him, he would probably be able to push the whole stone niche open in one breath - but this gap was enough for the two of us teenagers and girls to squeeze in.

Behind the niche is an inner room. Unlike the darkness when you first enter the main hall, the inner chamber shines brightly.

I saw the vermilion door that Wang Qitai had told me, and it was flowing with light at the end of the inner hall, and I also saw the complex runes on the vermilion door.

- This is the legendary portal to the Falling Star Cave! The light flame is the heavenly fire on the star!

"What does the tadpole text on the door plaque say?" I asked Murong Zhi by luck. She knows how well she knows, and she knows the ancient seals of gold and stone oracle bones, and maybe she also knows the ancient characters on them.

"The stars are covered with dust, and the sea is sealed. Murong Zhi thought for a moment and said, "According to Xiuzhen's biography, the Canghai Sect is a first-class sect from the Star Sect. This cave should have been picked up by them and sealed here. ”

"Let's not go in yet. ”

Goosebumps straightened up in my mind--what a prickly idea, aren't all first-class sects headed by Yuanying cultivators? We are fleas pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth!

"We ...... Let's sweep away the periphery of the Dust Eaters first. I think it'...... I'll be killed soon. ”

"The cave is right in front of you!

She dragged me into the crack in the stone niche.

The bricks of the inner chamber were all made of pure gold, and I was fascinated for a while.

"Close the stone niche quickly!" Murong Zhi urged.

I did as I was told.

The front of the niche is made of stone, and the reverse side is gold. "Boom" closed, as if we were locked in a large metal furnace.

I stared blankly at the Zhumen in the sky, feeling that we had become the elixir to be smelted in the furnace.

"Whew-"

Murong Zhi sighed,

"Dust-eating insects are not iron-backed centipedes, they can only shrink the ground, they cannot penetrate metal. It now loses its chance to kill us forever. Ha, I won't go out if I don't open the gate here, and when I do, I can kill it with my hands. Ha ha. ”

She ran up the steps of the small hall briskly, and her hand subconsciously wanted to touch the Zhu Gate, probably immediately thinking of Wang Qinian's scorched hands by the door, and hurriedly shrank back. Then Murong Zhi took out the template of the formation from the ring and looked at the runes on the Zhu Gate.

"How are you going to break the formation?" I asked.

"The formation is composed of various runes, and the runes act as nodes. Destroy the key nodes, and the formation will naturally break. I have been studying in the library for the past few months, and this is exactly what it is. ”

She shook the dagger in her hand, "Wang Qinian doesn't have a divine weapon like me at hand, and he can't cut the stars and iron-this sharp weapon was held by my ancestor two hundred years ago, and it is also very famous in the cultivation world. ”

"Poof!"

Murong Zhi inserted a dagger into a certain rune of Zhumen, and the heavenly fire on the rune immediately darkened. Wait for her to pull out her dagger. The Heavenly Fire in other parts of Zhumen made up for its original position in an instant, but in my eyes, the entire Heavenly Fire Cover of Zhumen darkened slightly.

She sighed,

"At that time, if you didn't throw away the Silver Serpent Sword, it was also an artifact. Now your broken gold knife is also the same as Wang Qinian's iron spine spear, and it is useless. ”

I caught a glimpse of Murong Zhi's hand behind his back, but there was still a heavenly fire splashing on it, and a large piece of flesh on the palm of the dagger directly turned into charcoal crystal.

"Stop, how many knives do you have to put into it. ”

"More than three hundred knives can destroy this Zhu Gate, and at most burn one arm. Well, I didn't get my face splashed by the fire. I'm still being careful. ”

She smiled wryly.

I snatched her alfonsino away, "How can you be so messed up!"

There is no elixir for dead muscle regeneration in my ring, and I don't know if there is any elixir that can make up for the flesh and blood destroyed by the heavenly fire.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard. ”

Murong Zhi and I heard an indifferent sigh. I don't know when there is an elegant gentleman in the small hall, this man in a green robe who looks like a middle-aged man has a small stove on a desk to warm wine, and the aroma of wine is faint and faint. There are also two futons on either side of the case, apparently reserved for the two of us.

I was on guard like never before—who was he, where did he come in, when did he come in, why didn't we notice it at all!

"There is nothing in the palace, this is the wine I took from the Little King's Palace, seven thousand miles to the east, to dispel the winter cold for the two guests. Do you suspect that there is something wrong with the wine? Ha, then I'll punish myself with a glass. ”

The man in the green robe drank to himself.

"Who are you? Dust Eater!"

I snapped.

"That watchdog is still looking for two people in the corridor!--Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, in the next Pingchao, the head of the Canghai faction, the owner of this cave mansion. Haha, every cultivator who comes here will ask such a question, and he has to answer every time, which is really boring. ”

"Did you kill those guests because they were boring to ask?" Murong Zhi generously sat down on the futon and asked for a glass of wine.

The blue-robed man frowned slightly when he saw the charcoal crystal in her jade hand. Murong Zhi's hand suddenly shone with a warm and clean light, and it had returned to its original state.

――Did she know that her opponent was too strong, so she simply gave up resistance?

However, if the other party is a primordial infant, we can't escape no matter what. Instead of struggling pitifully, it is better to eat and drink well before dying.

"Good wine!"

I sat down on the futon and drank it all at once.

The person who called himself Ren Pingchao glanced at us meaningfully and said leisurely,

"You are different from those Jindan, I can consider giving you a place to live. ”