"No wonder there is no one in the Infinite Cave, it turns out that it is your poisonous hand, ruthless, and will be revenged, which is quite in line with the temperament of the devil. Sikong Zhan suddenly realized, he guessed what happened in the Wuliang Cave at first, but he didn't expect the accident to come from his unfilial traitor, which is spurned by everyone in the rivers and lakes, of course, to the demon, this is nothing.

The villain is easy to be arrogant, not to mention that in this secret place, Tianxin's nature is revealed, and he can understand it by venting his heart. It's just that the whole article is full of resentment and anger? The immeasurable cave is full of bastards, just you are a good person?

Recalling Tianxin's style in the rivers and lakes, Sikong Zhan was deeply suspicious, I am afraid that with Tianxin's IQ, open-mindedness, personality, etc., it should be him who has a big problem.

There are portraits of nude women in various poses of Li Qiushui on the silk scroll, which is different from her sister Li Canghai's solemn expression, Li Qiushui in the painting is smiling, eyebrows, eyes, lips and cheeks, all coquettish. Standing or lying, or showing the front chest, or seeing the back, or happy or sad, or with affectionate gaze, or light and angry, the expressions are different, there are as many as 36 images. The heart of heaven is in it, why don't you go crazy when you practice? The sky has no eyes!"

Sikong Zhan complained like "hating iron and not becoming steel", and his energy was released, smoothing out the disgusting words left by Tianxin, along with the three words "Tianxin Question" next to him.

Then he turned around, and found nothing, Sikong Zhan was about to open the door of the moon cave, enter another stone room, and look back.

Li Canghai's jade statue's gaze seemed to be about to turn around, as if he was alive, and the look in his eyes was even more elusive, like joy and sorrow, as if he was affectionate, and as if he was sad.

Ordinary people are dizzy and fall into it, but in this scene, it seems to be another kind of sadness.

Sikong Zhan turned his head and punched out with his backhand, and his true qi immediately shattered the jade statue, pushed open the stone door, and stepped into it in one step, leaving a sentence.

"Damn, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao is really eye-catching, and it can be regarded as helping you get rid of it. ”

There was a stone bed in this stone room, and in front of the bed was a small wooden cradle, which was intact in his memory, but now it was trampled to pieces, and he was not asked why he knew, and the big footprint with dust was clearly visible.

There were no pillows and clothes in the room, only a lyre hanging on the wall, and the strings were all broken. There is a stone table on the left side of the bed, nineteen chessboards are carved on the several, and there are more than 200 chess pieces on the chess game, but the black and white confrontation, this game is not finished.

"Fortunately, this Zhenlong chess game was not destroyed by Tianxin. ”

Sikong Zhan approached and went fine, and couldn't help but be more surprised, this game of chess is extremely complicated, worthy of the Zhenlong chess game, there is a catastrophe in the robbery, there is both co-living and immortality, it seems that black chess has already won, but white chess has not begun to have a chance to win, how the consequences are really inferred, he is more confused, simply give up, anyway, basically.

He is still good at calligraphy and music, and he is not very proficient in chess and painting, and he has worked hard before, but the progress is not satisfactory, and the level is average, and he really does not have much talent in these two aspects.

Before leaving, Sikong Zhan suddenly had an idea: "It's better to memorize this game of chess from the poor road, and after you go out, it will be hard to forget a few friends and nephews, and test their level, which one is great, and which one is not as good as the poor road." ”

Immediately left for a while, Sikong Zhan repeatedly confirmed that he remembered, opened the door of the moon cave at the end of the stone bed, and there were four words chiseled on the wall next to the door: "Lang Huan blessed land".

Sikong Zhan was here early in the morning, but he knew that it had already been emptied by Wang Yuyan and her mother, Li Qiushui and Li Qingluo, the daughter of Wuyazi, so he didn't care very much.

As soon as you step into the door, look around, "Lang Huan Blessed Land" is a huge stone cave, several times larger than the stone room outside, the rows of wooden bookshelves in the cave are lined up, and there is not even a single book on the shelf.

Walking over, I saw that the bookshelves were full of signatures, all of which were names such as "Kunlun School", "Shaolin School", "Qingcheng School", "Penglai School", "Dali Duan" and so on. In the "Shaolin faction" of the sign bet "lack of Yi Jin Jing", in the "beggar gang" of the sign bet "lack of dragon eighteen palms", in the "Dali Duan" sign bet "lack of a yang refers to the six veins of the sword, regret" words.

Because the rise of the Quanzhen Religion in recent decades, of course, there is no sign of the Quanzhen Religion in it.

Turning around casually, Sikong Zhan had no other nostalgia, and found the way out of the stone steps that led obliquely upward, he strode up, and when he walked to more than 100 steps, he had turned three corners, and faintly heard the sound of rumbling water, and walked more than 200 steps, the sound of water was already deafening, and there was light in front of him.

He quickened his pace and walked to the end of the stone steps, in front of which was a cave that could only be accommodated, and the probe looked out, the outer side was turbulent, the water was turbulent, the river bank and the mountains were rocky, rugged and majestic, needless to say, to the bank of the Lancang River.

Jumping out of the hole, Sikong Zhan saw that Rong was more than ten feet high from the river, and even if the river rose sharply, it would not flood into the hole.

Perform Jin Yangong, the figure flickered, he disappeared in place, appeared in the blink of an eye a few zhang away, a moment of time, it traveled more than 20 miles, a small road, along the path, soon across the river chain bridge, the bridge side stone engraved with "good people crossing" three big characters.

The chain bridge consists of four iron cables, two at the bottom, with wooden planks on top for walking, and two on the side as handrails.

As soon as ordinary people step on it, a few iron cables will shake, and when they reach the center of the river, the iron ropes will usually shake more violently, and if the timid people look down at the river, they will only be frightened to the heart pounding, and the hands and feet will be weak.

I saw the river swinging, stirring up countless bubbles, flying from the soles of your feet like a fast horse, as long as one stumbles and gets involved in the river, no matter how good your water nature is, it is difficult to live.

In his previous life, Sikong Zhan was afraid, but now it is different from the past, he took a few leaps and came to the other end, and then, without looking back, disappeared into the distance.

Found an inn, Sikong Zhan had a meal, returned to the room, his heart was still quite unhappy, he had traveled to so many places, today is the first time to take advantage of the excitement and return home, the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu are nothing, just the disgusting things that the heart does, it is inevitable that the anger will not go well.

Thinking about it, the news that the Dali Duan clan issued a chase and kill order to Tianxin has spread, and the Quanzhen Sect beggar gang should also do it immediately after receiving his letter, Tianxin can only hide like a mouse, and his heart is much happier unconsciously.

Emotions come and go quickly.

Sikong Zhan started his homework again as before, and the spell had already been mastered perfectly, and there was no need to practice again. He sat cross-legged, his heart facing the sky, closed his eyes, and silently comprehended the innate skills, and from time to time the scriptures of the True Heart Fa and the Nine Yin True Scriptures, as well as the scriptures of the Three Teachings that he had kept in his diary, flashed in his mind.

After more than an hour, Sikong Zhan abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his heart, calmed down, and ran the innate power, and the true qi came out of the dantian, and returned to the dantian after a week of detouring, and then ran the second Zhou Tian again,...... , reciprocating cycles.

His skills were profound, and as he ran the exercises, a trace of white qi began to emerge from the top of his head, and the white qi rose in a curling air, and when it reached about a foot in the air, it dissipated into the air.

At this level, the true qi no longer increases, and it can only be refined little by little, and it is difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye.

Sikong Zhan has been accustomed to it for many years, and he always feels uncomfortable when he doesn't practice every day, and he will practice regularly every morning and evening, rain or shine, without interruption.

It wasn't until half an hour that he finished his cultivation, got out of bed and sat down at the table, took out the Yin Fu Sutra book he carried with him, and opened it under the candlelight to savor it.

The next day, Quanzhenjiao, Chongyang Palace, and Ma Yu received a letter.