Seeing that Ling Huheng was already immersed in research, Xiong Heng smiled and said: "Boy, this 'Wordless Heavenly Book' is in the hands of the Holy Gate Masters of the past dynasties, and I don't know how many methods have been tried, but there is no handwriting. Whether it's flooding, burning, trapping...... The number of times various methods were tried, not a hundred, but dozens, and over time, everyone was disappointed in it. ”

Ling Huheng knew that Xiong Heng was telling the truth, but he was still unwilling, frowned and said, "Isn't there a hint?"

Xiong Heng thought for a while and said, "Back then, the Holy Monarch said that it would be left to those who were destined. However, after so many years, the destined person has never appeared, and it seems that there will be no one in the future. ”

When Ling Huheng heard this, he frowned and glanced at the bamboo slip. This bamboo slip is not as simple as most bamboo slips, but it is very delicately made. There is almost no gap between the bamboo slices and the bamboo slices. The connecting place is worn by gold wire, and the whole roll of bamboo slips is spread out, flat as paper, which looks simple and luxurious, and it is an extraordinary thing at a glance.

Linghu Heng said in his heart: "Is it just that hope is so shattered? Leave it to the destined person, am I not the one who is destined to do it? The Demon Lord really only left this? Will the Demon Lord who has cultivated to the heavens leave the moves of how to deal with the Hell King? Is it true that no one can defeat the Hell King?......

There were too many and too many thoughts in Ling Huheng's heart, and he had a lot of thoughts for a while, and he didn't know where to sort them out. Xiong Heng saw that he fell silent again, knew that he was thinking, sighed, and was about to turn away. There are still many things in the Demon Gate, which he needs to do himself, and he has no time to spend with him here.

Seeing that Xiong Heng was leaving, Linglong hurriedly said, "Master Xiong, please stay." ”

Xiong Heng stopped. Confused, "Is there something wrong?"

Linglong pondered the sentence for a moment before slowly speaking: "I don't know where Xiao Li's bones are buried?" Anyway, he also nurtured me. ”

Xiong Heng nodded and said, "Xiao Li, that kid is a hero. It's a pity that one mountain can't tolerate two tigers. Lao Tzu remembered that he was a character and buried him in the back mountain. By the way, Lao Tzu still wants to ask you, what is going on with the people who came down from the heavenly realm, why is this kid like a great enemy?"

Linglong saw that Linghu Heng didn't have time to pay attention to mundane things for the time being, so he walked to the back mountain with Xiong Heng, an old man and a young man, Linglong told him about the Hell King, and Xiong Heng's eyelids jumped when he heard it, he had lived for so many years. I've never seen anything like this. Although it is a little incredible, but when you think about it carefully, it is very close, and the whole thing is tightly knit, which makes people helpless.

Xiong Heng sighed: "It turned out to be the King of Hell, no wonder that kid is so hot." But how can the Demon Lord's cultivation be more powerful than Pangu? Even the Demon Monarch can only seal the character, what can that kid do?"

When Linglong heard this, she was also silent for a while. She also knew that if she allowed the Hell King to fully regain her strength. Not to mention the Tianyu Continent, even among the Three Realms, there are few opponents, who will be able to balance the Hell King at that time?

Inside the "Holy Monarch's Pavilion". Ling Hu Heng pondered and meditated, but he couldn't think of any way to crack the riddle left by the Demon Lord. As a last resort, Ling Huheng decided to try his luck with different pupils.

As soon as the different pupils opened. This scroll of bamboo slips was delicate in Ling Huheng's eyes, and there was nothing to hide. Attentive as he is. I really found a clue: on the surface of the bamboo slips, there was a faint trace of yin fire burning. Linghu Hengxin said: "Could this be the Yin Fire Burning used by the Demon Gate Masters of the past dynasties in order to find out the secret of the bamboo slips." Do you want to show your handwriting?"

After thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely, how could the people in the Demon Gate be willing to burn this bamboo slip with yin fire when they worshiped it as a holy object? Here we have to explain the concept of yin fire and yang fire. Yang fire refers to the flames such as the three flavors of true fire and the fire from the fire, and the open fire made by the world is also yang fire, and where there is yang in the world, there must be yin, and the solitary yang is not born, and the solitary yin is not long. Therefore, there is its own yin fire, which refers to the flames such as dark fire and karmic fire.

Ling Hu Heng was overjoyed in his heart: "It turns out that the truth is here!" He also knows some fire exorcism techniques, but he practices the righteous qi between heaven and earth, but he can only drive open fire.

Without further ado, Ling Hu Heng immediately recited the fire driving technique, and an open flame rose from the palm of his hand, making Hu Heng afraid that if he burned the bamboo slips all at once, there would be no place to cry. I could only slowly control the temperature and start burning the bamboo slips. Strange to say, no matter how high the temperature is, the bamboo slips can also swing out a wave of cyan energy, canceling out the temperature of the open flame.

Linghu Hengxin said: "If there is nothing abnormal, how can it be called a holy relic?" I think this is also the reason why the Demon Gate Master can't find the mystery, because they don't use Yang Fire, but Yin Fire!"

He didn't dare to slack off, opened his different pupils, and carefully observed the changes in the bamboo slips. Sure enough, after the temperature gradually rose, some images of ghost paintings gradually appeared on the bamboo slips. It was like ink splashing on the bamboo slips irregularly, so Hu Heng didn't know why, so he had to continue to burn.

For a while, the aura in the "Holy Monarch Pavilion" was surging, and the wind was loud, and the disciples who took care of it were ordered not to go in to disturb Ling Hu Heng, but when they heard the abnormal movement, they still rushed in, afraid that Ling Hu Heng would break the holy objects in the "Holy Monarch Pavilion".

As soon as they came in, they were startled by the dense air in the house, it turned out that the bamboo slips offset the open flames used by Ling Huheng at the same time, but also produced a stream of white gas, after a long time, the white gas has surrounded the small "Holy Monarch Pavilion", and there will be a scene that the guards will see.

The two nursing disciples looked at each other, they had never seen such a situation before, and they wanted to stop, but they were afraid of Xiong Heng's orders. The two of them whispered a lot before slowly retreating and closing the door with their hands. In their opinion, although the holy relics are precious, Xiong Heng's words are even more true, which angers Xiong Heng, and they are afraid that they will not be able to eat and walk around. In view of this, they won't care what Ling Huheng does, as long as he doesn't demolish the house.

It is also their irresponsibility that has benefited Linghu Heng a lot. He was in the critical period of epiphany, and if he was disturbed by two Demon Sect disciples with low cultivation, he would really beat them to death.

So, what happened to the bamboo slips, so that Ling Huheng actually fell into an epiphany? It turned out that under the continuous burning of the open flame, the ghost drawing patterns on the bamboo slips actually became more and more strange, first the black became thicker and thicker, and gradually became a black mass, and after a while, it actually became black and white, so that the fox Heng looked at it: Heh, isn't this the Taiji Yin and Yang diagram!

Linghu Heng seems to have a clear understanding in his heart, and Taiji is born without Ji, Taiji gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip evolves sixty-four hexagrams, and sixty-four hexagrams evolve all things in heaven and earth. Isn't this exactly in line with the principle of the bamboo slip display? The solitary yin does not grow, the solitary yang does not grow, everything has yin and there must be yang, and there must be cause and effect, therefore, the king of hell is not invincible!

At this moment, Ling Hu Heng suddenly became full of confidence!(To be continued......)