"I heard from your uncle that you have been with Wan Cripple for too long and have become a philistine. Your uncle gave me a chance to give you some guidance. Don't be too vulgar in your character, otherwise you won't be very good no matter how much you practice magic. Big achievement!”
Ding Li broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. He was indeed much closer to Wan Zizi than to Chen Ye. Wan Zizi had doted on him since he was a child and would give him whatever he asked for, even if he didn't give him money. Follow Wan Zizi The lame man runs around and sets up stalls to deceive people. Subtly, he really dislikes people like Shen Ye.
He obviously has a lot of skills and never charges for medical treatment. His family is not said to be poor, but he still leads the life of an ordinary farm family. Ding Li feels very unworthy of Shen Ye.
Speaking of which, Shen Ye's biggest wish in his life is to buy a small red-skinned iron boat, which is common in big rivers, and paddle on the blue waves to catch and eat fish.
Ding Lidu felt that a character like Shen Ye should have lived in ancient times, not today.
Now that I think about it, I have indeed fallen too deep into the eyes of money. But what's wrong with that? Do you want to learn from Shen Ye if you are so talented? Then why do you practice magic? You might as well go to school and be able to do it in the future. Find a good job. At least you can live a good life.
Ding Li was confused for a while. Although he was smart, this kind of thing could not be solved by cleverness, but by time and experience. Not just Ding Li, basically every young man of his age had doubts about life and the future. Such confusion.
"Come and see," Jiang Yang exclaimed from behind. This sentence interrupted Ding Li's thinking. Neither of them knew what happened and ran deeper into the cave.
The cave is very long, and after turning a corner not far away, it branches off into several branches. Western Hunan is a Custer landform, and the caves are all karst caves. Many caves can grow to dozens or hundreds of miles long, with countless branches. Once you get in, don't think about getting out again.
Ding Li ran towards the place where Jiang Yang and the others were speaking, and saw that the cave behind suddenly opened up and turned into a large circular cave. There were many artificial traces inside, and it was very dry, without any moisture or dripping water that is common in caves. situation occurs.
It's just that there is a round mound made of stones, which looks very much like an altar.
When Ding Li saw this place, he said happily: "It's much better to stay here at night than in the front cave."
The front cave is close to the entrance, and the cold wind blows in at night, but it is not as good as here.
But Jiang Yang shook his head: "I always feel that this place is too weird, as if there is some danger."
Having said this, Ding Li also felt distressed and always had a slight sense of depression. Ding Li didn't pay attention at first. He had never felt this way before, so he didn't care much. Now after Jiang Yang reminded him, Ding Li realized that this was dangerous. a feeling of.
Huang Yue said nothing since he came in. He just looked at the altar. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Look, this altar is not from here!"
Ding Li didn't pay attention, but when he took a closer look, it turned out that the style was not like the style here in western Hunan.
There are many carvings of lotuses blooming in the flames. The style is completely different from the ones in the front cave, and the carvings here are much more detailed.
Ding Li was a little surprised: "There are still people worshiping Buddha here..."
As soon as he said these words, he knew that he was wrong. Lotus flowers are not unique to Buddhism.
These patterns should have been painted before, but over time, the paint has fallen off and the original color cannot be seen.
But if Ding Li guessed correctly, the lotus should be white, and the flames should be red, which is called red fire emerging from the white lotus. This is clearly a trace of the White Lotus Sect.
The White Lotus Sect has left very few records in history, because almost every generation of the White Lotus Sect focused on rebellion. Therefore, every generation in each dynasty was suppressed by the government, and their activities were very secretive, especially after the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
It split into countless branches...
Shuntian sect, Kongzi sect, Dacheng sect, Daoxin sect, Luo sect, Kongzi sect, Sanyuanhui, Yizhuxiang sect, Yumen disciple sect, Three Emperors Saint Ancestor sect...it’s a mess and I don’t know how many will be divided.
.More than a hundred names were mentioned in the Qing Huidian.
However, the ban was too strict. Most of the White Lotus Sect relied on oral teaching and left no classics, so it is difficult for future generations to know the details of the White Lotus Sect. However, the white lotus produced by red fire comes from the teachings of the White Lotus Sect, which is good!
Why are there the patterns of the White Lotus Sect here? Could it be that the White Lotus Sect has done something here?
Ding Li asked: "Would you like to go in and explore?"
Jiang Yang hurriedly stopped him: "The cave in the mountain is inaccessible. It's very deep inside and there are branch holes everywhere. Many people get lost in it and never come out again!"
Huang Yue also said: "Cave exploration is an extremely dangerous sport in the world. If you don't have professional tools, it's better not to take risks!"
Ding Li was a little reluctant and wanted to say that we were just wandering around and not going too deep. Suddenly, he heard Wang Yajun in the front cave let out a scream, followed by a gunshot, which made the cave buzz and reverberate.
Continuously.
After hearing this, several people no longer cared about discussing what was in the cave and ran outside.
Under the illumination of a strong flashlight, several wild dog-like things surrounded Wang Yajun, but they seemed to be threatened by shotguns and did not dare to approach for a while.
On this trip, Wang Yajun actually brought two Remington m11-87 shotguns, saying that they were for safety reasons and that they could also hunt game. Ding Li was still laughing at first. He was just visiting Xiangxi, but he was not
Going to the Amazon jungle, do you need these things? Besides, the gun control here is so strict, it will be difficult to find out!
But now the gun was successful. A dead wild dog fell to the ground covered in blood, causing the pungent smell of blood. Ding Li didn't have time to take a closer look, and the dagger was thrown out with the sound of wind.
Ding Li's flying sword technique is very crude. To put it bluntly, it means adjusting the frequency of the aura fluctuations on the magic weapon to be consistent with his own aura, so as to achieve the point where the water melts and he can move his fingers like an arm.
This requires continuous sacrifices over many years, in order to be able to communicate with one's mind and be able to kill people dozens of feet away. But Ding Li's current dagger is only a little bit successful. It cannot be controlled even from a few meters away, let alone dozens of feet away.
, and it can only shoot in a simple straight line, and cannot make complex movements.
Like the legend that as soon as the white light comes out, it goes around the person's neck and cuts off the person's head, that is far from being achieved. At most, it can go straight through and make a transparent hole in the person's body.
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As soon as Ding Li's dagger came out, a wild dog screamed, and the white light pierced it. The white light flew back to Ding Li's hand, and flew out again, killing another one.
Jiang Yang jumped out the second time and shouted: "Be careful, this is a jackal!"