(ps: It's a little cold this day, Wuxi is minus nine degrees here, the wind is still very strong, one hand of the code word is frozen, and you can only numbly type the keyboard.) The toilet at home froze, and I drank too much boiled water because I had diarrhea because of a cold in my stomach...... In short, can you think about the embarrassment of such a winter? cry~ Everyone give some recommendation votes to comfort and comfort honest people~ And this winter has to learn to drive...... Asking for comfort, begging for hugs, begging for tickets, begging for rewards, uh-uh, uh-huh, all kinds of begging...... Forget it, I went to the toilet with boiling water to heat the toilet first~~~)

Ren Jia pointed to the puddle of minced human flesh and said, "The nine palaces are counted in the yang and the yin is dead." Reverse the Nine Palaces Yang Technique to die, and Yin counts life. The positive and negative nine houses are reversed, and the forward and negative directions are reversed by one round. Just now, his fate was to step on the yin number of the Ninth Palace. The layout of the nine palaces, the middle of the main palace is always the yang number, and the four squares of the front and back are also yang numbers, so the yin number is in the four side directions. On the edge of a yang is a yin, and by inferring from the law, you can know where this life is. ”

Kwai Jia's eyes narrowed: "Hugh has to talk a lot, you are in front, we will go with you." ”

Ren Jia glanced at Kui Jia coldly, stood up and said, "Follow me." ”

......

"Slow. ”

In the last of the three caves, a group of four people were walking, and the young man in the red clothes led by him suddenly raised his arm.

"What's wrong, senior brother, what's wrong?" asked Xishan Qingxue.

He knew that his senior brother had always been cautious, and his character was also meticulous, and he would not have done such an abrupt thing if there was no accident.

"Fellow Daoist of the Mountains, but there is something unusual ahead?" asked the long-haired old monk, and the big-eared monk beside him nodded silently.

"There's a little magic circle up ahead. The young man in the red clothes said.

"Is there a way to crack it?" the long-haired old monk asked again, and the big-eared monk beside him remained silent.

"Nope. The young man in the red clothes said.

"Senior brother, then let's go back and take the other two roads?" Xishan Qingxue asked softly, lacking confidence, obviously wanting to ask for permission.

"No, you don't. The young man in the red clothes said.

"Why is that?" asked the long-haired old monk.

"Because this hole is arranged with Qimen Dunjia, a step will have a thousand changes to Qimen Dunjia, although we have walked here, every step in the back of the road will produce additional variables, and the way back can not be found if you accidentally go back, so you can only go forward to seek a way out. "This time it was not a young man who spoke, but a big-eared monk who hadn't spoken for a long time.

"How is that good?" the long-haired old monk frowned.

"I inform you that I mean nothing other than to prepare you. The young man in the silk cloth said as he pointed a three-foot red light from his fingertips, pointing obliquely at the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, ......" The long-haired old monk frowned, obviously guessing something.

"Senior brother......" Xishan Qingxue also immediately understood.

"Follow me. The young man in the silk clothes only had these three words, and after speaking, he walked in the front, Xishan Qingxue followed closely behind, the long-haired old monk followed, and the big-eared old monk followed last.

The group of four people quickly entered the magic circle, and suddenly, countless cold lights such as the magic circle intertwined.

Xishan Qingxue looked at it fixedly, and it turned out that each cold light was a steel needle.

The cold light was like a downpour, and although the row of four people in front and back was close at hand, it was cut off by half of the cold light of the waterfall.

The amazing thing is that these steel needles are like a waterspout manipulated by someone, and then they are scattered and then gathered again, and they attack people again, without contaminating the ground or scattering, which is really amazing!

Magic is also a kind of danger.

The blue snow in the western mountains raised the moon-white flying sword and danced hard, the sword body flowed rapidly like light, and formed a protective sword gang in the blink of an eye. The senior brother in front didn't even use the flying sword, but just forced out the sword light to use as a blade, and from time to time he struck left and right, and the dense and countless steel needles could not approach his three feet, Xishan Qingxue secretly sighed in his heart that the senior brother's bottomless cultivation was deep.

On the other hand, the two monks with long hair and big ears, one doesn't know what magic weapon he has, and the other doesn't know what stunts he has cultivated.

One of them was supported by a golden mask, and the other was a silver mask.

This golden shroud shrouded the long-haired old monk's body, exuding an inexplicable vigorous qi and blood, the qi and blood were so rich that they could be connected into a shield, and there was an astonishing heat around it.

Obviously, it is impossible for an old monk who cultivates Yin Soul to have this kind of martial arts method.

Looking at the silver shield again, although it is only a thin layer, like a cicada's wings, it is more solid, and the steel needle emits a slight ripple on it, which cannot penetrate a single bit.

A group of four people, led by the senior brother of Qingxue in Xishan, the young man in the red clothes, marched forward steadily.

......

Syllable!

The monk of the first ring held an iron rod and smashed a skull head, and suddenly the white bones flew out, and the green fire in the skull also broke away.

Crash......

The remaining skeleton shelves naturally dissipated and collapsed to the ground again.

"Hey, this method is good! It turns out that there is something strange in this cave, but it is really a wonderful way to inject divine thoughts into these skeletons and manipulate them without the monk and I noticing!"

In front of the two of them was a road of white bones, and unlike before, these skeletons had no heads, they were just the most ordinary skeletons.

Hao Shiduo and Yijie spent a lot of effort to solve all the more than 300 skeletons here, and only after waiting for the matter did they feel a burst of thrill and exhaustion, and their backs were soaked with sweat.

Yijie rested with an iron rod, and when he saw Hao Shiduo frowning and bending down to pick up a piece of white bone, he couldn't help laughing.

"I said, boy, what do you look at?

"It's not. After a pause, Hao Shiduo said: "Master, can you remember what the junior said before. ”

Yijie answered, and Hao Shiduo continued: "The wrong place is here. With that, he raised the smooth white bone fragment in Yang's hand, the new one was newer and cleaner than the white bone that had just turned into a skeleton.

"Hmm, boy, tell me, monk, I'm the big guy. Yijie glanced at it, but he really couldn't see anything.

"These skeletons are too new, they can't compare to the skeletons out there, and they're too hard. I've heard Master Zun talk about the method of refining occasionally, and it's clear that these skeletons are traps that have been laid out for a long time. We're only going to get to the end now, and there's maybe something else ahead, and this is just the beginning. Hao Shiduo said solemnly.

......

Three caves, three teams of people, surprisingly not walking in the same cave.

Dongfang Huan came to the entrance of the "Lanruo Temple" cave and was about to enter, but he paused before he stepped in on his toes.

"Qimen Dunjia?" Dongfang Huan's fingertips touched the empty doorway, and a ripple that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air. But this is just a prohibition that seems to be an esoteric trap, and Dongfang Huan waved his hand to break this prohibition.

Next, hidden behind this prohibition is Qimen Dunjia.

At the same time, a doubt arose in Dongfang Huan's heart: "Xishan Qingxue said that he found the cave mansion because of the ban, and he didn't say anything else, so it seems that he also fell into this Qimen Dunjia." ”

Dongfang Huan took two steps inside, the façade of this Lanruo Temple is quite serious, but when you get to the door, you will find that there are rock walls all around, which means that this is a cave.

"Lanruo Temple, hum, it's also a Chinese ghost story. ”

Dongfang Huan knew about Qimen Dunjia, even more than anyone else. Because of this, he walked in regardless of the danger inside.

Although he didn't know who arranged it here, he knew one thing, Qimen Dunjia didn't kill people.