Vertex The fastest update It was first deformed from the method of "Zhou Yi", and then after hundreds of years of circulation and evolution, and then through the immersion and tempering of Taoist school thought, it finally formed its own unique concept of "heaven and yang, earth and yin, and the law is born from the heart". With the passage of time, the magic has been improved, deduced, and summarized by generations of metaphysical wizards, and like other martial arts, many schools have also been divided, showing a situation of a hundred flowers blooming, but no matter the good and evil, or gods and ghosts, after all, it is still recognized by the world and has become a supreme science through the ages.

Although there have been countless cultivators since ancient times, except for the mysterious Guiguzi and Zhuge Liang in the Shu Han Dynasty, there are only a handful of adults. The harder it is, the more attractive it is. However, it is difficult for millions of people to achieve great success, although there are reasons for poor qualifications and the majority of mediocre people, but if you look at the difficulty coefficient of the cultivation of divine magic and magic, it is also normal.

Although it is difficult, there are still masters in this way. Not to mention far away, let's say that in the past hundred years, there are still people who have cultivated the magic to the peak. For example, the hundred-year-old ghost and Ling Juran, who lives in Shaomu Mountain, have already made extraordinary achievements.

However, although the magic magic is powerful and mysterious, it is still better for those who have experienced it firsthand.

Li Xuan had experienced this several times, and although he was no longer surprised, he was still surprised that the giant Yellow-veined Tiger was stabbed to death by his own sword and disappeared in an instant. The giant yellow-veined tiger suddenly appeared in front of him, and disappeared in front of his eyes. Who can believe such miracles unless they have seen them with their own eyes!

The old man was trembling and leaned out half of his body from behind the tree, looked at Li Xuan, and then looked at the warm sunshine above his head, looked down and thought about it with a surprised face, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him, but he had to believe what was happening in front of him.

Li Xuan put away the sword of the black god, stood in place, raised his head to look at the dark clouds that gradually dispersed, and saw that the sky above the dense forest was full of sunshine, and in the chirp, a group of colorful birds fluttered their wings and flew over gently, landing on the green branches.

The old man was overjoyed when he saw that Li Xuan had broken the illusory tiger, and praised him: "The young man is really a god! But it's very strange! Why did this strange tiger disappear in a blink of an eye?" Li Xuan smiled faintly and said slowly: "There are many strange things in the world, since it makes people strange, let's look at it with a normal heart, so strange is not strange." The old man Shang Wuwu praised: "The young man has this mentality, in fact, it is already very remarkable!"

Li Xuan stopped talking, looked at the forest path full of sunshine, and said: "At this time, the sky is still acceptable, if you delay it any longer, I am afraid that it will be too late to hurry." ”

The old man Shang Wuwu nodded, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you ever seen a red feather arrow coming through the clouds?" Li Xuan stared at the old man Shang Wuwu and said slowly: "At that time, I was on the back of a tiger, how could I have time to see any red feather arrows." The old man sighed without worry: "Shicai is indeed thrilling. But the feathered arrow came strangely, it was really strange. ”

As they spoke, they reached the end of the forest.

At the end of the forest was a bottomless ravine, fifty or sixty feet apart on both sides of the ravine, and a crumbling single-plank bridge made of dead wood connected the two ends. At this time, the wind is blowing, and the single-plank bridge 'gurgling' sounds, and it seems that it is not to say that it bears the weight of people, and I am afraid that a bird will crush it. The old man Shang Wuwu pointed to a rocky hill on the other side of the ravine, which was not in the depths of light and shadow, and said: "That side is the Valley of the Gods, it is said that hundreds of years ago, a mysterious salt gang was surrounded and suppressed here, and about a few hundred people died. Li Xuanqi said: "A place that hosts lonely souls and wild ghosts, why is it called the Valley of the Gods?"

The old man was still worry-free and looked at the direction of the Immortal Valley, his eyes were deep, and he said after a while: "For those who are suffering, death is a kind of relief, and it is ten thousand times stronger than living. When the suffering person dies, the place he wants to go to most is definitely the place where the gods live. ”

Li Xuan nodded thoughtfully and said: "Although death is a choice that cannot be chosen, but if you live, you have to endure suffering, and you have to find a way to live, and you can't just think about liberation and easily choose to die because you will die sooner or later." Well, as for the name of the Valley of the Gods, in my opinion, it is nothing more than a kind of hope for the living to the dead there. ”

The old man was still puzzled, and said, "A kind of hope?"

Li Xuan nodded slowly and said, "Everyone doesn't want to die in the eighteenth layer of hell, so no matter who they are, they will look like the world of the dead people...... No matter if a person dies in the loess or in the river, whether it is a snow-capped mountain or a swamp, it is nothing but dust returning to dust and returning to the earth, dissipating with the waves, and never leaving a trace. Hmph, what kind of fairy valley is there, a treasure land of feng shui!"

The old man shook his head and said, "The young man contradicts himself. Since you said that no one wants to go down to the eighteenth layer of hell, then there must be a place where the Feng Shui treasure of the Immortal Valley is located. You see, we are born in this turbulent world, and when there are fewer and fewer reasons to choose how to live, we will inevitably choose where to bury ourselves after death. ”

Li Xuan walked silently to the bottomless ravine, and sighed: "Maybe you're right." But I still think that a place that hosts lonely souls and wild ghosts should not be called the Valley of the Gods. The old man Shang Wuwu asked, "Then what should it be called?" Li Xuan said coldly: "Ghost land." The old man still heard the word 'ghost land', the corners of his eyebrows jumped imperceptibly, laughed, and said: "Young man humor. Hey, people call it the Valley of the Gods, but you want to call it a ghost land!"

The sun shone obliquely, and the shadows of the two of them on the ground elongated a lot.

Li Xuan stared at the somewhat shaky wooden bridge, silently calculated, and said, "Judging from the speed at which this wooden bridge is shaking, it should be the most dangerous place to go to forty-seven or eighteen zhang." He turned his head to the old man and said, "Isn't the place where the wild ghosts are buried a ghost land?"

The old man Shang Wuwu smiled and said: "The ghost land is the ghost land! Since everyone can't become an immortal after death, they can only be ghosts." ”

Li Xuan nodded and said, "It would be great if we could bypass this ravine." Shang senior, has there been no water in this ravine since ancient times?"

The old man still said without worry: "One hundred and ten years ago, this bottomless ravine was originally a clear stream, the ditch river on both sides of the green willows, there are countless fertile fields around, people can take a boat to the Yellow River here, live a rich and leisurely life outside the world. It's called a little paradise, which is actually one of the reasons why it's called the 'Valley of the Gods' on the other side. However, this place has been discovered by the imperial court, in the past twenty years of exploitation, people often grow enough food to hand in, so they can only find another way to cut firewood for a living, you see, now in addition to the fear of this 'treasure forest' behind us and dare not cut down, the two sides of this ravine have become now bare. Hey, so, the water in the ditch river is gone, the ditch river has become a ravine, the ferry has lost its role, it has become a single-plank bridge, and Tao Erle's life has disappeared with the pressing and felling, and has become a dusty and frosty hard life. Alas, if you can't get around here, it's like you can't get around suffering. ”

Li Xuan said gloomily: "If the Flying Wing Peng Bird is still alive, it will be easy to cross here. Shang senior, is there a good way?"

When the old man was still carefree, he sighed: "One way is for us to go down the ravine, through the bottom of the ditch to the opposite side, but this time will inevitably not be enough. Another way is to walk on a single-plank bridge and venture across it as fast as you can. ”

Li Xuan said lightly: "Although the second method is risky, it is the most suitable for me. The old man said without worry: "Stability and adventure depend on how to choose." Li Xuan said: "People in the rivers and lakes are actually constantly making choices in adventures all the time. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Since I chose to be led by you and came here, I must take an adventure. ”

A flash of blade light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said, "This is your difference! It's best to let my old bones go over and explore the way first, and try to see if this rotten single-plank bridge can carry us and let us pass." As he spoke, he took out a white and tough rope from his bosom, and said, "If I pass, I will tie the rope all the way to the wooden bridge...... But if I die here, you shall not force it. ”

Li Xuan saw that he was about to step up, waved his hand and said, "I'll come!" As he spoke, he took the rope from his hand and flew to the wooden bridge. He tied one end of the rope firmly to a boulder, took a deep breath, and jumped onto the wooden bridge.

The old man was still worry-free, and saw that Li Xuan's body was as light as a swallow, and he gently stepped onto the single-plank bridge. The single-plank bridge was rotten, and a hundred and ten pounds of people fell on it, making a terrifying sound of 'click'. Li Xuanren was on the bridge, taking a breath of air, like a dragonfly dotting the water, and even more like a swallow skimming the water, and the whole person flew to the opposite bank. Fifty zhang is nothing for a person with supreme martial arts, but if there is a crumbling and rotten road under his feet, and a bottomless ravine, it is different. The old man was still worry-free, staring at Li Xuan without blinking, holding his breath, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping.

Li Xuan rushed all the way to the other side, although it was only a blink of an eye, he obviously felt that there was a wind blocking him. The blocking wind is like a curtain wall, passing through layer after layer, layer by layer, layer by layer with stronger resistance, layer by layer darker and colder. The wind seemed to be solidified, and it seemed to be spinning non-stop, in short, every time he passed through a wall of wind, he had to carry enough emptiness to cleanse the marrow, and use the extreme yang inner breath to fight against the cold qi that came from his body. The sound of the 'click' of the single-plank bridge and the sound of him penetrating the wind wall kept ringing, and seeing that there were only three zhang left at the head of the bridge, suddenly the cold wind wall became thicker.

The wind wall seems to be very high and thick, if it can be measured, I am afraid it will be a hundred times higher and a hundred times thicker than the Chang'an City Tower. Man's power in the face of nature is always weak, but the power that man bursts out at a critical moment is endless. Although it is heroic to win the day, it is not impossible, not to mention that this cold wind wall is weird, and it seems that someone is trying to manipulate it.

In the end, although this wind wall was not as tough as the true qi barrier formed by Zhu Lian's condensation, it made people feel a chill of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Xuan let out a loud shout, not caring whether the rotten single-plank bridge under his feet could withstand the pressure brought by his instantaneous force. His figure swept up, turned into a line in the air, his arms together, his palms together, and accumulated all the hollow marrow cleansing exercises in his arms, using the distance of less than five feet, to catapult out. This ejection must be able to crack the invisible wind wall, and this ejection must penetrate the cold and heavy wind wall like a steel diamond.

He heard a loud bang like a mountain glacier collapsing in front of him, followed by the rumbling of closed gates.

Li Xuan felt a sharp pain in his palms like a knife, and the whole person actually had a feeling of sliding in a long tunnel, and there was a feeling of constant bumps and ups and downs in the slide. At the moment of life and death, there is no time to take care of everything. The encounter that pierced through the wall of icy wind was something he had never experienced before. Shicai, it was only half a breath from his flight to the bridgehead, but it seemed to be hundreds of years long for Li Xuan, who had broken through the resistance.

The old man was still worry-free, and saw from a distance that Li Xuan had quickly rushed to the bridge, and felt a tight contraction in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and said 'ho-ho' in his mouth. When Li Xuan's figure flew up and pierced through the last thick wall of cold wind, the sound of 'ho ho' couldn't help but be louder. He didn't seem to be able to withstand the thrilling stimulation, or he was worried about Li Xuan, but he seemed to be constantly exerting strength in tension, in short, when Li Xuanru was supported by an invisible hand and slowly passed through the cold wind wall and fell to the ground, he was sweaty and heavy, his face was yellow, his hands were constantly trembling, and the whole person was shaking, looking a little prostration.

Li Xuan landed steadily, only to feel that his whole body was as heavy as lead, and looked down at his hands, and saw that there was faint blood oozing from the tips of his ten fingers. In the end, the resistance of this cold wind wall was so tough and strong! He secretly said in his heart: "It seems that if Ling Long hadn't given me the Huitian Pill, I'm afraid that just the wall of wind resistance on this single-plank bridge would exhaust my internal breath." ”

He looked around at the end of the wooden bridge and saw that in addition to the continuous loess dust, there were stumps of trees that had rotted so much that not even the tip of a bud could grow. Looking further away, the fog is heavy, the sky and the earth are gray and light, and if you look closely, you can faintly see that there are some scattered deformed stones, dogs' teeth stacked together. The piles of stones look like proud, sleepy, alert monsters.

Li Xuan looked at the old man standing on the opposite bank, Shang Wuwu, and said loudly: "Senior Shang, there is a strange wind on this single-plank bridge, you can try it while walking with a rope......" The old man Shang Wuwu let out a long breath and said: "Young man, please be relieved, although my martial arts are not as good as you, but you have already gone on the road, and the old man will be fine." As he spoke, he flew onto the wooden bridge.

The old man is still worry-free, and his martial arts are low, far inferior to Chen Fengnian in white, so he naturally cannot be compared with Li Xuan. However, Li Xuan saw that he was on the bridge, and his light skills were quite good. The old man was still worry-free and went on the bridge, pulling the rope that Li Xuan had left on the bridge all the way, and rushed forward. The single-plank bridge still 'clicks', but because there is no wind wall to block it, and he can pull the rope suspended in the air to reduce his own weight, so although the old man is still worry-free, his speed is far less fast than Li Xuan's, but he also crossed the single-plank bridge safely.