In the fire, it can be clearly seen that the exposed rocks were wrong. It was obviously someone carefully stacked them up, and the gaps were filled with soil. After a long time, it was not easy to detect them.

Gu Shengchao put down Ding Ying, found a few thick branches, applied the oil from the black bird's body, and climbed up as a torch. The soil between the rocks piled at the entrance of the cave was loose, and it poured into it with a light push, revealing a deep tunnel. The tunnel was more than one person high, and two people could walk side by side. Gu Shengchao was cautious, holding the torch in one hand and holding the dagger in the other. He walked more than ten steps in. The flames on the torch shook a few times and suddenly went out. He also felt difficulty breathing and felt dizzy and nauseous.

not good!

Gu Shengchao quickly retreated to the entrance of the cave, poked his head out and gasped.

Ding Ying stood by the fire anxiously with crutches, holding a soft whip in one hand and said, "How is it? Is there any danger inside?"

Gu Shengchao waved his hand: "There is miasma inside, so you can't go in now." He threw away the torch, climbed down the same path on his head and feet, and explained: "There must be no other passage inside, so there is miasma. Now the entrance of the cave is open, and after the miasma dissipates tomorrow, I will go up and check it."

Ding Ying was finally relieved. Gu Shengchao helped her sit next to the fire. After a while, Gu Shengchao was about to climb out of the cave entrance below and observe the movement outside. He pushed aside the grass, and knew it was afternoon, but it was pitch black, and flocks of black birds covered the entire sky. Because the flying black birds were too dense, black birds had no time to change direction from time to time, and hit the cliff wall and rolled down from above.

Gu Shengchao had no choice but to go back and tell Ding Ying about the situation outside. The two had to sit around the fire and talk about family matters in boredom. When they were free, Gu Shengchao picked out clean and soft branches and laid a mattress for Ding Ying to lie on. Ding Ying was very grateful and helped lay a mattress for Gu Shengchao. She was unable to move around and could not pick carefully like Gu Shengchao. She lays flat and always had to be strong and strong rocks.

The two of them fell asleep one after another. When Gu Shengchao woke up, the cave was dark again. The fire had burned out, and only a few sparks brought some light. Gu Shengchao got up and found the broken wood to cover it and blew it gently. The blue smoke rose and the flames jumped up again. The flames woke up the goat lying beside him and retreated to the corner to hide.

Ding Ying woke up when she heard the movement and asked Gu Shengchao what time it was. Gu Shengchao crawled out, but it was still dark outside the cave, and the black birds cried incessantly as they flew, resounding throughout the valley.

Both of them were helpless, so they couldn't sleep and warmed up around the fire. After a long time, the ewe tried to go out, and "bleat" and summoned the lamb and followed.

The ancient sage was overjoyed, "It seems that we can go out."

He slowly crawled out, and it was already bright, and the number of black birds gathered more than yesterday. However, most of them were hovering high at this time and did not dive down. Gu Shengchao dragged Ding Ying out and leaned against the entrance of the cave to rest. The two of them roasted the black bird meat to satisfy their hunger. Gu Shengchao piled up a lot of dry firewood into the cave, picked up many dead black birds and threw them into the cave. When he went to the stream to collect water, he found a few vines and pulled some vines back. Gu Shengchao wanted to weave a rope with vines, but he was always clumsy.

Ding Ying smiled and said, "Let me give it to me. Our Qixing Cliff is full of cliffs, and we need a large number of ropes. We have been crafting them since we were young."

The ancient sage was overjoyed and quickly handed it over to Ding Ying. Ding Ying was really clever, and the rattan was twisting around in her palm, and a strong rope slowly extended. One of her rope was about to be weaved, and the sky became dark. The ewe who were eating grass not far away seemed to have a premonition, leading the lamb into the cave and never came out again.

The two of them wondered, it was still early to noon, so how could the sky change? Looking up, many black birds crowded together, as if they were given some indication, and the spiral shape kept lowering the height, as if the bottom of the dark pot was pressed down. Countless vortexes formed on the empty surface, rolling upwards, raising sand and dust to hit the face, causing pain.

Gu Shengchao did not dare to neglect and quickly dragged Ding Ying into the cave.

"Oh, the time when this black bird gathers is getting earlier and earlier." Gu Shengchao sighed.

Ding Ying sat next to the fire and continued the unfinished weaving in her hand. "I heard from Master on Qixing Cliff that the black birds in the fallen crow Bay are at most, and the moon is no longer visible all day, which is no different from the rainy day in the middle of the night. I think it is telling stories, but after personally experiencing it, I realized that it is more terrifying than what Master said. According to Master's experience, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow may be climax, and it will all disperse in the next three or five days."

Gu Shengchao was not idle either. After making the torch, he looked at the hole above and said, "I'll go up and take a look."

Ding Ying reminded: "Don't show off. If you find something wrong, hurry up."

Gu Shengchao nodded, climbed up and raised the torch and walked into the tunnel. He did not dare to move forward slowly. After walking about twenty steps, he suddenly realized the momentum, and a four or five-meter-square hall appeared in front of him.

At the innermost point is a high platform. He walked forward carefully. In the middle of the platform, there was a coffin without a lid. There was a white bone lying inside, and the lid of the coffin was leaning to the side. Gu Shengchao was frightened and almost took off his hands. He pulled out the dagger to protect himself, for fear of danger. He turned around and there was nothing except these in the hall, so he felt a little relieved.

There are characters on the cliff wall and graphic engraved, which are clearly the moves and methods of practice.

Gu Shengchao was intrigued. He carefully identified it from the beginning. At the beginning, it was the four big words "Fengwu Sword Technique". He was moved when he saw it. You must know that Fengwu Sword Technique is a recognized supreme martial art recognized by the world. It is said that he is invincible to the world. Who wouldn't be excited to see it?

Later on, there are the moves and formulas, which finally explains the origin of this set of swordsmanship.

It turned out that this white bone was called Gongsun Ran, and was the 20th generation descendant of Fengwu's sword technique. This place was originally called Fengming Mountain. There were palaces and ancestral halls built on the mountain, which were called Fengming Villa. The villa was originally prosperous and had a prosperous scene. Later, it gradually declined and spread to Gongsun Ran. Only a few old servants were left to guard the empty sect. The house leaked and encountered continuous rain. The Fengming Villa's palace was disrepaired for a long time. After a few rooms collapsed, a fire was inexplicably lit. During the process of extinguishing the fire, Gongsun

Ran and several old servants were all bizarrely injured, as if they were hit by the broken rafters on the roof. It seemed that someone deliberately threw it down while taking advantage of the chaos. Even the Fengwu sword was lost. Gongsun Ran survived young, and the old servants passed away one after another. Gongsun Ran was alone without children. He was discouraged and closed himself in this cave, carved Fengwu's sword moves and lay in the coffin to die, hoping that those who came here would cover the coffin lid to help him cover it and make him feel at ease.

Gu Shengchao knelt in front of the platform and worshiped a few times. "Young Master Gu Shengchao disturbed me. If you have any offense, please forgive me. I'll help you cover the coffin lid." The coffin lid looked heavy, and Gu Shengchao stretched out his hand and turned into powder, which had long been rotten. He bowed and said, "Senior, please forgive me, I have tried my best and can't do it."

He carefully identified and slowly lucked as shown in the picture. His dantian stirred violently, which made him faint and he had to give up the cultivation of true qi. He remembered that Ding Ying was a formal disciple of the sect and should have a lot of knowledge. Unlike him who wandered around, he had only a few understandings of the kung fu he learned, so he returned to tell Ding Ying the truth.

Both of them were martial artists, so they were naturally obsessed with kung fu. Ding Ying couldn't wait to go up after hearing this, but her ankle bone was broken and she couldn't climb independently. Gu Shengchao put it on her body with a woven rope and pulled her up. Ding Ying took crutches and Gu Shengchao helped her. The two of them walked slowly into the cave.

Ding Ying was unable to use a torch to illuminate it with a torch. Gu Shengchao helped her sit aside, and returned to her lower body and brought a lot of firewood to light it. In the blazing fire, Ding Ying then took the crutch and walked forward to watch it carefully.

Gu Shengchao was not idle either. He picked a straight branch as a sword and practiced the moves on the cliff. Although the moves were not as shocking as imagined, they were also extremely exquisite. Many of them were never seen. The more he practiced, he became more and more interested and slowly understood the mystery. Gu Shengchao was hit by a black bird two days ago with a slightly larger movement. The wound was a little painful, so he had to change to his left hand to gesture. He practiced with his left hand and found that each move was still smooth and there was no awkward feeling. The characters depicted on the cliff were also holding a sword in his right hand, and his left hand was not blocked. Gu Shengchao secretly praised him.

Ding Ying was unable to practice her moves, so she silently recited the mantra and slowly let the true qi run in the meridians. After about an hour, the true qi flowed in the meridians for a period of time and returned to the dantian. Then she breathed a breath and felt the changes in the body.

"How is it? Is there anything special about this set of martial arts?" Gu Shengchao was curious and couldn't wait to ask.

Ding Ying shook her head slowly and said, "Maybe it's because I'm slow and have not realized the truth. Apart from the dryness and heat of the dantian, I don't feel anything strange. Anyway, I can't get out of it, so why not just think about it here carefully, and maybe I can get something."

Gu Shengchao nodded in agreement: "That's right, if it is really exquisite kung fu, how can it be easily understood by ordinary people like us? Fengwu Juehuang Sword Technique is known as the best in the world, and it must have its uniqueness. We will carefully consider it here."

Both of them were not speaking, and they were concentrating on the moves and gestures engraved on the cliff wall. They kept all the formulas in their hearts without falling down, for fear of missing any details. There was no sun in the cave, and they didn't know the time. When they were hungry, they would roast some black bird meat to fill their stomachs. The water bag capacity was limited, and when they were thirsty, they would sip a small mouthful. When they were tired, they lay on the mats laid on the branches to rest. I don't know how long it took, both of them could recite the formula fluently. There were fifteen sword techniques, and they were able to gesture from beginning to end, so they were willing to relax and exchange their experiences with each other.

The moves are easier to understand, but it is much more difficult to understand the mantras and mental methods. Ding Ying still couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and sighed: "I am really stupid, so I can only wait to return to Qixingya Mountain and ask for a teacher."

The ancient sage was envious: "It's better that your disciples of the sect are blessed, it's great that the master takes care of you."

Ding Ying picked up the water bag and wanted to drink it. She couldn't shake a drop of water even if she swayed hard. Gu Shengchao took the water bag and said, "I'll go to the canal to get some water, and check the situation outside."
Chapter completed!