Yao Zi seemed not to be talking to Yao Chun, but to himself, turned around and left, heading to the sixth floor for his true answer. There were too many secrets, and the tomb was bigger than imagined.
Yao Chun looked at Yao Zi's back, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he hid it deeply, not daring to reveal it again. The murderous intent just now showed up because he could no longer suppress it. Now it seems that Yao Zi is too
As you become stronger, you can only endure it for now.
"One day, I will step on your corpses and move forward. You continue to fight, in this world, the one who remains is king!" Yao Chun thought to himself, took steps, and followed closely.
…
Lei Feng walked on the earth. The burning heat on the sixth level was far beyond imagination. As he headed towards the destination, the temperature became higher and higher. The fire source energy rose into the sky, like fire dragons, hovering in the void, cold and cold.
His eyes looked at the two of them, almost engulfing them, but in the void, there were chains suppressing them.
Chains are the rules in the Heavenly Tomb. Without rules, there is no circle. The reason why a saint becomes a saint is because in the highest level of the Heavenly Tomb, the laws of heaven and earth he comprehends conflict with the laws of the Heavenly Tomb. This is extremely bad.
Yes, unless your strength doesn't care about the limitations of the Sky Tomb at all, like the owner of the Five Elements Golden Needle, it is said that one finger can penetrate the bottom layer of the Sky Tomb.
There was a faint warmth under his feet. Zhuge Yan looked at Lei Feng and asked, "Do you really believe in Yao Zi? He has a bad reputation in the Holy Land."
Lei Feng smiled lightly and said: "Who has a better reputation in the world? They are all from the world. Where do they come from so much emotion? We are all cold-blooded. We just treat people differently."
Zhuge Yan suddenly said: "Actually, your reputation is quite good. At the very least, you are a trustworthy person. However, compared to you, Yaozi is too untrustworthy. You will understand one day."
Lei Feng thought these words were a provocation to him and Yaozi, and didn't think too much about it. In fact, he could understand Yaozi, because Yaozi had enough capital and pride.
Among them, he is actually the same as Li Zhishou, extremely proud, but in a different way.
Lei Feng couldn't feel much about Pan Xiaoting or Ding Yuluo because the water was too deep and he walked in the sky tomb for a long time. Unfortunately, he still didn't see the person in his heart. I wonder how she is doing now?
Lei Feng sighed in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said: "The trust in the Sky Tomb is not valuable, because they all have their own purposes. Do you think there is trust between you and me?"
Zhuge Yan was silent.
Lei Feng continued: "No matter what, we are all in the same boat. You are much more familiar with the sixth floor of the Sky Tomb than I am. You know very clearly how true or false Yaozi's words are. If he can't believe it, I will always
I should believe you."
"Of course, if you really take what you just said as deaf ears." Lei Feng added.
Zhuge Yan looked at Lei Feng, wanting to see the meaning in his eyes, but he was disappointed, because Lei Feng was always calm, without any fluctuations, and even when he talked about things in his heart, he treated him very calmly.
The two walked while talking and came to a well.
The moon in the well, the flowers in the mirror.
Lei Feng feels that in a certain aspect, he is on the same level as Li Guanyu. Although he is unwilling to admit that there is a big gap between the two people in their realm, in a certain aspect, the two of them now have the same understanding. He sees
What is unusual about the sixth level may play a key role in future creation. Somewhere unknown, there is an unknowable way of evolution. People are growing, and martial arts are evolving.
Lei Feng looked at the well, as if he was seeing an abyss of despair, a rickety figure with a fiery red chain tightly piercing his collarbone.
He seemed to have been here before, and the memory flashed through his mind. Why did he feel like this? Lei Feng was confused and stared at the well, but the figure disappeared, like an illusion.
"What did you see?" Zhuge Yan asked.
Lei Feng shook his head and said: "This is the entrance that Yaozi mentioned, but unfortunately there is no sign of the entrance. What do you know, please explain!"
Zhuge Yan smiled bitterly and said: "The records in the Valley of the Spirits do not have information about the sixth level. We only have the fifth level, because the owner of the valley found the opportunity on the fifth level and then returned to become a saint. But it seems that Medicine King
The owner of the valley became enlightened on the sixth level, so they know better."
Seeing Zhuge Yan's expression, Lei Feng knew that he was not lying, so he observed carefully, trying to see something. Unfortunately, there was nothing special about this well, but it could always exist in a hot space, which meant that it was definitely not a lie.
It's normal, I just don't know how to deal with it at the moment.
Zhuge Yan walked to the well, looked at the mouth of the well, and suddenly his face became strange.
Lei Feng was surprised and asked: "What did you find?"
Zhuge Yan took a deep breath and said solemnly after a long time: "Have you noticed that the well water is not a real existence, but an illusion. My master has a high level of achievement in illusion. The Illusion God Whip he forged for me can be sharp.
I can detect the fluctuations in the composition of vitality to confirm the illusion. When I saw the mouth of the well just now, the phantom whip was touched, so I guessed that it was a phantom well. According to legend, phantom wells exist because of the unfairness of the world. People need hope, but
Reality is cruel and can only be placed in fantasy. This well was created because the fantasy of the world gathered together. Once you fall into the fantasy well, you will fall forever, trapped in your own fantasy, and cannot extricate yourself."
Lei Feng felt awe-inspiring in his heart. For some ancient legends, he was definitely not as good as the saints in the Holy Land. However, he had his own discernment ability. When he encountered the phantom well, he felt strange. Now that Zhuge Yan reminded him, he finally understood and said:
"The legend is fiction, but it is not groundless. I discovered that this well is not actually a real existence, but an illusion created by the sky tomb. Look carefully..."
Lei Feng stretched out his finger, wrapped in a faint golden color, and shot out a stream of energy into the phantom well. A strange thing happened. After the energy entered, it disappeared, while the water in the well did not fluctuate at all, like a deep and invisible well.
Once you step into the abyss at the bottom, you will definitely fall to pieces.
Zhuge Yan's face changed slightly. Fortunately, he noticed something unusual and stopped. Otherwise, he would have been swallowed up by the phantom well. He sneered: "It's a very deep scheming, such a ruthless method. If we rush in rashly, we will definitely escape death. This well is not
It seems we have to continue looking for the entrance."
Lei Feng shook his head and said, "Not entirely."
Seeing Zhuge Yan's confused eyes, Lei Feng smiled and said: "Remember when you enter Rashomon, life is death and death is life. There is no definite limit. The most dangerous place is the safest place. The extremes of things must be reversed. Illusion
It is absolutely dangerous, but what is the reason for the illusion created by the Sky Tomb? There may be unusual gains. So we must go down."
Zhuge Yan's expression changed and she said, "You should know what this means. You jumped in even though you knew you were trapped. What's the difference between you and a fool?"
Lei Feng was not stupid, on the contrary, he was smarter than anyone else, especially when it came to alertness to danger. No one could match him. He stood by the well and said, "Do you naively think that there will be a safe place when you enter the sky tomb?
"
After saying that, Lei Feng jumped down.
Zhuge Yan's face changed, she snorted coldly, and murmured: "You are really stubborn. You know you are in danger but you still go on. Forget it, who let you have what I need on you."
After saying that, Zhuge Yan also jumped down, but from his sleeves, an arm-like chain stretched out, wrapping around his body, absorbing the sixth layer of fire origin energy.
…
The Impermanent General and Xiaoyaoke flashed a thousand meters away, blood flowed from his chest, Xiaoyaoke felt that his body was getting more and more out of control, and the moment the fish intestine sword penetrated, he saw the call of death.
Xiaoyaoke underestimated Yaozi and the next generation of successors trained by Yaowang Valley, thinking that only one or two young people could threaten him. Now it seems that he made a big mistake.
The Fish Gut Sword pierces the body, devouring life, and is extremely domineering, like an ancient poisonous snake, spitting out venom, corroding life, and constantly grabbing the source.
After practicing martial arts for many years, he felt that his original energy had been seriously lost, with no sign of repair. Even if he forcibly absorbed the vitality in the tomb, it would have no effect.
Coughing, vomiting blood, Xiaoyaoke fell to the ground, looking at the top of the unique space of the sky tomb, and fell into deep thought, as if he was thinking about some unreasonable things.
The God of Impermanence sat aside and said with a wry smile: "Do you regret coming in with me?"
Xiaoyaoke shook his head and said: "Life or death is a matter of fate. Even if you don't invite me, I will come in. I have stayed in the Zhandao realm for too long and I don't know what the road ahead is. It doesn't matter if I come in. At least I know what I need."
The Impermanent God sighed: "We will all die in the celestial tomb, and we won't even be able to enter the seventh floor."
Xiaoyaoke smiled, but coughed up blood, shook his head and said: "It is better to die here than in bed. How many people want to enter the heavenly tomb, this is the tomb of a saint, how can I, Xiaoyaoke, be able to be buried?"
Here.”
The Impermanent God General patted Xiaoyaoke's shoulder and injected a touch of vitality into it. Xiaoyaoke's body moved slightly, and the Impermanence God General said in a deep voice: "Don't move, you are too seriously injured and need treatment."
Impermanence God General is the law enforcement elder of Yaowang Valley. He is proficient in medical skills and controls vitality in a subtle and meticulous manner. He is like a stream of living water flowing in the body. Everywhere he goes, he is treating, and the effect is very good. Xiaoyaoke closes his eyes, and his body gradually
It got better, but the most important thing was that the vitality could never heal the wound. The wound of Yuchang Sword was very deep and poisonous, destroying the vitality and making it difficult to re-establish new meridians.
"Thank you." Xiaoyaoke said solemnly.
The God of Impermanence smiled and said: "That's right. You were injured because of me. Even if I spend my whole life cultivating, I will save you. The time for the opening of the Sky Tomb should be coming soon. At that time, we can go out. Stay on the sixth floor.
, is the safest choice.”
"Is everything okay at home?" Wuchang Shenjiang asked after being silent for a while.
Xiaoyaoke smiled, as if thinking of the happiness at home, and said: "My wife died early, and my daughter married an ordinary person and lived a quiet life. My grandson is studying abroad and looks very much like my dead wife."
The God of Impermanence flashed his eyes and nodded: "At least you care about me. This is a happy thing. I have been single for a long time. I have a very vague concept of my family and I no longer have hope."
"Back then, if the Valley Master hadn't forcibly occupied her, you would have been doing well now. I can see that she loves you deeply." Xiaoyaoke sighed.
