Chapter 153: The maliciousness of the absolute domain, there is no short-lived
Jianxia.
Everyone arrived here, and then walked directly through it. After walking a few more miles, they realized that the small ditch that they and others passed through just now seemed to be the destination.
Bai Zimo looked embarrassed, coughed, and led everyone back.
It was really a loess ditch, with thatch still growing tangledly in it, half withered and half burnt, as if it were the miserable remnant of a wildfire.
"Does this mean we have to dig three feet into the ground?" The Taoist priest frowned and looked around with his compass.
Li Dingxun stared at the ground beneath his feet. He had indeed ignored the difference here just now.
There are hollows underground in many places in the Extinct Territory, and there are even some houses and various ruins inside, all of which have been abandoned.
Li Dingxun could sense these underground things and shouldn't have missed it, but he cared about one thing more and was immersed in it wholeheartedly.
The breath of extremity.
The breath of this world.
It is not a breath that stirs up airflow, nor is it a breath that makes sounds. It transcends the concept of "breathing" in the biological sense.
It's a rhythm.
A silent, even noise-absorbing rhythm.
All natural landscapes exist in the extremity, but these landscapes are all shells. All the colors, qualities, and movements are there, but they lack independent personality.
Some higher will suppresses evolution here.
Just like the sea surface is covered with a film, the peaks and valleys of the waves are suppressed to a fixed range.
The mountains here will not collapse, the water here will not dry up, the flat land here will not be sunken, and the trees here will not spread.
However, the cycle of boom and bust still exists.
Li Dingxun's eyes span the years.
The boundary between life and death is so blurred, a gray area between life and death dominates this place.
The grass and trees are withered and yellow, but with the arrival of spring, they are green again.
The seeds were sown again and again, but never sprouted.
The sand and gravel were blown around by the wind, but the new wind blew and brought new sand seeds to fill the gaps. The sand piles became lower and slowly piled up again.
There are people who come here. They live carefully underground, their lives, their lives
Life slowly became a noun and was stripped of its verb meaning.
Eat the same fish from the same river every day.
Li Dingxun touched his intestines and stomach, and sure enough, last night's delicious meal had been digested, and all the calories and nutrients it brought had disappeared. They turned into the three lively fish again, and were now swimming freely in the sinkhole where they rested last night.
Will people starve to death if they don't eat? No, it won't happen in the Absolute Realm, as long as you join the Absolute Realm.
In that ear, the voice that has been ignored joins, joins me.
The eyes are conveying this information, the ears are conveying this information, and the nose, skin, and tongue are all receiving a detailed message to join the extremity and merge with the heaven and earth.
Look, how beautiful it is to let go of your ego, let go of your obsession with being a human being, and become one with the world!
So those evil ghosts in the wind, they, or they used to be, are wise and can understand what I am and what the world is.
Once you have ego, you will be seduced by the will of the absolute realm.
A trap specifically for wisdom.
Li Dingxun was here with his head down in a daze, while the Taoist priest over there had already started digging.
"Fortunately, I brought a shovel, otherwise I would have had to use Mo Mo's sword." The Taoist priest laughed while working. The swordsman hugged his beloved sword tightly and looked attentively.
Li Dingxun looked at this heartless Taoist priest.
The chief of the three sects, Wang Ping'an.
The youngest initiate in Ranshan in three hundred years.
He might also have noticed something.
Li Dingxun turned to stare at the swordsman again.
There is also Bai Zimo, who has a clear sword mind and a natural talent. Judging from his restless expression now, he should be aware of Jueyu's malicious intent.
Finally, there is the heartless Fu Xixi, this little girl from a fisherman's family, who has all kinds of connections.
"Sun Lizhai..." someone murmured. Li Dingxun pressed his forehead and pressed a pair of hard bags in. He didn't have time.
Everyone watched the Taoist priests doing hard work, and the younger sister also said sarcastic remarks, such as "Why are you so skilled? Could it be that your ancestors touched the gold captain?"
The Taoist priest's face turned red and he dug into the ground in a muffled voice.
Not long after, the shovel struck, and the Taoist priest staggered, but he looked happy and shouted: "It's dug!"
After a few more digs, a tunnel was dug out, which turned out to be a tunnel that sloped downward. Wang Ping'an took a breath, took out a candle from his luggage, lit it, held it in the air with his inner strength, and dug underground until it reached the bottom, but the candle was not extinguished.
"The air circulation is very good, let's get down directly."
Everyone rushed to the bottom like a slide. Only the girl's clothes were stained with dust, while the others were clean and fresh.
"Why? Does this dust also care about others' food?"
"Hey, who told someone not to use his inner strength to protect his clothes?" The Taoist priest quarreled with the girl while lighting a torch to illuminate the small cave.
The square underground secret room has several vents and eight walls. There are writings on the walls. There is a pile of rotten bamboo slips on the ground and several boxes buried in the pile of bamboo slips.
"Yes, just like what my grandfather said, it is the Heart Sword Sutra written by Senior Master Mo Yun of Can Sword!" Bai Zimo said excitedly as he stared at the words on the wall.
The younger sister was confused: "Brother Bai, didn't you say you were looking for your grandfather's relics? How did you become Mr. Can Jian?"
"My grandfather was Master Canjian's apprentice, but he did not leave the inheritance to future generations. Instead, he followed the master's last wish and buried it. I will tell you the specific story later."
"oh."
"The bamboo slips cannot be read." The Taoist priest pulled out three boxes and opened them. "One box of gold, one box of weapons, and one box of musical instruments. Hey, that's really good."
Bai Zimo raised his hand to Li Dingxun and said, "Master Li, we have an appointment. You can take these belongings by yourself. You can also copy the techniques on this wall. I only take the black jade Broken Sword of Master Can Jian back then."
handle."
Li Dingxun smiled and said, "I don't care about this, it's all yours. But I still remind you, don't touch the broken sword yet."
"Why is this?" Everyone was puzzled.
"This is related to your previous life and the environment of the Extinct Realm. In short, let the little Taoist priest take care of it for you, including the "Heart Sword Sutra" on the wall. Don't practice it yet. Wait until you return to China and find a quiet room.
Calculate."
Of course they wanted to listen to Li Dingxun's words, and the three of them immediately prepared to return. However, when everything was packed and ready to go, Li Dingxun still stopped.
"Brother Li? Let's go. Hurry up." The younger sister waved and urged.
"You go, I want to stay here."
The three of them were puzzled, and the Taoist priest asked, "Don't you still want to go to the end of heaven and earth? After the volcanic activity in the extremity area, it will be impossible to enter or exit?"
Li Dingxun smiled casually, "It's just lava, so what if I just go take a bath? I stay here because of the promise I made."
There is no epiphyllum in the extremity.
Before the little girl could persuade her any more, the two men stopped her and led her back.
Li Dingxun shouted at their backs: "Never try to connect with heaven and earth here! Remember, remember!"
Standing on the mountain in the distance and looking back, the little girl looked at the tall man. His figure was like a speck of dust, but the aura that filled the world seemed like a giant tree hanging from the sky, which made people heartbroken.
"The Absolute Territory is so dangerous, why don't you try to persuade Brother Li?"
The swordsman and the Taoist priest looked at each other and smiled.
"Little sister, you have to know that there is a kind of person in the world. His words are resounding and no one can block his path. Your brother Li is such a person. Since he said he would stay to fulfill his promise, it is useless to say anything.
Yes, even the body must be shattered to pieces.”
"Hey, you men are all reckless."
"Hahaha!"
Throughout the ages, the rivers and lakes are nothing more than singing a song and shouting to the sky.
