Yang Tian suppressed the surprise in his heart and stepped into the stone gate, he endured all the hardships along the way, just to find a hiding place, of course, he would not regress because of the scene in front of him.

As soon as he stepped into the stone gate with his front feet, a roar sounded, and the stone door behind him slammed shut. When he looked back, he saw that a series of prohibitions appeared on the stone gate, and the gods were full of light, and endless illusions were derived.

With just one glance, Yang Tian knew that with his current formation attainments, there was no possibility of breaking the stone gate ban. The prohibition inside the stone gate is dozens of times more complicated and cumbersome than the outside, and wanting to get out from the inside is tantamount to a fool's dream.

"Little friend...... Can...... Can you help the old man with something?" At this time, there was an intermittent sound behind Yang Tian. There is a sense of desolation in this voice, which makes people feel sympathy when they hear it.

"What's the matter?" Yang Tian turned around and asked intently.

"Can you help...... Help the old man remove this talisman from his head?" the old man looked at Yang Tian with a pleading gaze, and a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

Yang Tian looked around, and saw a piece of rune paper floating above the old man's head, which was covered with strange textures, intertwined, forming an ancient character. Yang Tian didn't know this word, but he already had a faint guess in his heart, and from time to time, black thunder burst out from the rune paper, and shot down towards the old man's Heavenly Spirit Gai. Then the thunder roamed around the old man's body, and once again spread to the black iron chains that wrapped around him, and strange lights loomed.

The old man seemed to have long been accustomed to this, and even had numbness in his eyes. It's as if I didn't feel it at all. He still looked at Yang Tian with hopeful eyes, longing for Yang Tian to come to his rescue.

"Why should I help you, and how can you be sure that I have the ability to help you?" Yang Tian was silent for a moment. Two questions were asked in a row.

Hearing Yang Tian's question, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the old man's cloudy eyes, and it was fleeting. He hurriedly explained: "If you can help, the old man can teach you everything he has learned all his life, whether it is magic weapons or supernatural powers, as long as you want, you can take it from the old man." ”

He paused. His face was slightly pale, as if saying such a sentence would be extremely draining on him. Had to rest for a while.

After a while, the old man's face turned ruddy, and he continued: "There is not much power left in this talisman on the old man's head, if you are willing to help me." The old man can temporarily restrain the talisman. And so it goes. You can take off the talisman lightly, as the so-called saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, I think Xiaoyou is a kind-hearted person, I don't think I will see death without saving, right?"

The old man's words were extremely smooth, his face was not red, he was not panting, he first used magic weapons to lure, and then praised Yang Tian from the perspective of justice. Whoever hears these words will be moved.

Even Yang Tian had a hint of emotion, and couldn't help but want to help the old man take off the talisman. Help him get out of trouble. Suddenly, Yang Tian's heart froze, he stopped, and he asked in a cold voice: "Why should I help you, I am not related to you, how can I believe your one-sided words?"

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a wisp of essence blood spilled out of the tip of his tongue. "The old man Ziyang swears here, if the person in front of me can help me get out of trouble, the old man will definitely teach all he has learned. No matter what he asks, as long as it is within the old man's bearing, the old man will also agree to it, if he violates it, his cultivation will be completely wasted, and he will suffer from the catastrophe of the Divine Soul Purgatory!"

After the old man finished speaking, the essence blood in front of him condensed and did not disperse, a cloud of blood mist floated in front of him, gradually condensed, and finally turned into an ancient "oath" word, this word condensed, heaven and earth resonated, as if the heavens had sensed, descended a strange power into the word "oath", and then, the word "oath" turned into a rainbow light into the old man's eyebrows, this word did not disperse for a long time, as if imprinted in his eyebrows, for a long time, this word gradually dimmed, if someone carefully observed, or will find the word of the existence zài.

Yang Tian couldn't help but be suspicious when he saw this scene, it stands to reason that he shouldn't believe this person's words, but the blood oath made by the other party made him have to believe it.

In the immortal world, the blood oath is an oath for monks, and they make an oath based on their own essence and blood, and the sky as evidence. This oath is supreme for the monk, and as long as he takes a blood oath, he must not disobey it, otherwise he will be punished by God. Unless the person who made the blood oath cultivates beyond heaven and earth and is not in the five elements, he can be exempted from the punishment of the blood oath.

Of course, if the cultivation really reached that point, he would not make a blood oath. "Little friend, are you credible this time?" the old man asked hopefully, he was able to make a blood oath, which was enough to show his sincerity, the old man had previously made a blood oath with his title Ziyang, which was actually not much different from his real name.

Outside, people call him Ziyang Zhenren, and his status is extremely lofty, but when he arrives here, he has fallen to this point. Yang Tian pondered for a moment and said: "Since my predecessors have even made a blood oath, I believe it, but my cultivation at this time is not one out of ten, I am afraid that I am weak, can I allow my cultivation to be restored?"

"As long as you agree, the old man has been staying up for so long, and there is no need to rush for a while. Ziyang Zhenren immediately burst out laughing, not minding Yang Tian spending a little time to recover.

Yang Tian nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged, he did not immediately run the exercises, but looked around, and the scenes in the stone room were all reflected in his eyes. He initially estimated that this stone chamber was about dozens of zhang in size. It's so empty and lonely that it's hard to imagine how a person can stay here for a long time, and it's not easy to do that even as a monk.

What's more, Ziyang Zhenren didn't just stay here, but was trapped in this place, unable to move, and it was difficult to even speak for a long time. It can also be seen from this that this person is a person with great perseverance, at least, Yang Tian's perseverance at this time cannot be compared with him, in the final analysis, Yang Tian has experienced too few tribulations.

Yang Tian was most concerned about finding a way out at this time, and the talisman that took off the top of Ziyang Zhenren's head was in second place. His gaze fell on the stone wall to the right of the stone chamber, and suddenly, his gaze froze, and he stayed there, as if something had attracted him.

There were two ancient characters carved on the stone wall, and because the stone wall was covered with dust, Yang Tian could not tell what the characters were for a while. His spiritual power spread towards the stone wall on the left, trying to read the font on the stone wall.

Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart, he sensed the qi of life and death from the stone wall, and life and death intersected, forming a wonderful picture. Even, the power of life and death came towards Yang Tian, he hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, he exhaled lightly, at this time, he already knew that those two words were the word "life and death", which contained a strong qi of life and death.

If you touch the word "life", there will be a rolling life, which is enough to live the flesh and bones of the dead. The word "death" contains a gloomy dead air, which is corroded by ordinary people when touched, and the dead air spreads from the body to the soul until the soul is scattered.

Of course, the word "life and death" is not static, life and death are constantly transforming, and the moment Yang Tian's spiritual power touches the stone wall, the word life and death has changed dozens of times.

"Isn't the way out in 'life and death'?" Yang Tian thought for a long time and came to such a conclusion, although it was only touched for a moment before, it also let him know a lot of information.

The word life and death covered a range of four zhang in size, and even he sensed a gap from the edge of "life and death", and if the gap was infinitely expanded, it could be regarded as a gap in the portal.

If we deduce from this, one door is life, and one door is death, and life and death are constantly changing. Yang Tian thought a lot for a while, but he still didn't have a good plan for how to get out of here.

Yang Tian didn't think much about it, took out two spars and held them in his hands, refined the aura, and integrated them into his body. His cultivation is steadily recovering, and if this continues, it won't be long before his cultivation reaches 10% again.

A strange light flashed in Ziyang Zhenren's eyes, his eyes stared at Yang Tian tightly, and he didn't move a single inch for a long time, as if Yang Tian was more important than himself at this time.

PS: Qingming Festival is going to go out for a few days, Saturday and Sunday are not updated, and the next chapter will be updated on the next Monday. (To be continued......)