Chapter five hundred and seventy-two seventy-two caves
"The chamber pot deserves to be struck by lightning!"
Xia Mang was angry and depressed. Thinking that he was slapped by the green-haired middle-aged man in the Jishi Palace of the Ninth Heaven Pass and fainted, even causing amnesia. This made him extremely crazy and couldn't bear it.
Live the curse "chamber pot".
Now, because of the appearance of Xue Lingjun, the shackles of his memory were inexplicably loosened, suddenly opened, and everything in the past reappeared like a torrent.
He remembered himself, so he said, from today on, I am Xia Mang.
The real Xia Mang.
But there was not much joy in his heart, because he thought of the blind Xue Nianchu, this woman, who had been getting along with each other for more than half a year, relying on each other and relying on each other. They had integrated each other into each other's lives and were inseparable.
"Nianchu..."
He muttered to himself, the sharp edge between his brows softened and softened, and then he instantly became angry, cursed secretly, and said fiercely: "You cheating chamber pot! When I go back, one day I will make you a real chamber pot!"
"
Obviously, the relationship between him and the chamber pot was destined to never be "good".
Chamber Pot has tricked him this time, because the "forced" amnesia made him meet Xue Nianchu, and this woman is different from Yin Xianxian, Su Qingmeng, Yun Xiandie, and even Luo Zi. She is really
Think of yourself as someone you can rely on.
And he seemed to have integrated her into his life without even realizing it.
"Nianchu, I don't know whether my appearance is right or wrong for you... But no matter what, I will protect you, just like you protected me back then." Xia Mang murmured.
In the beginning, his memory was chaotic, and it was Xue Nianchu who protected him.
In front of the ancestral temple, Xia Mang sat in silence against the wall for a long time. He looked at the mute old man who was holding a rusty knife and had ravines on his face, and suddenly said: "Senior, do you believe in fate?"
Regarding some things, he had doubts and couldn't help but speak. In his eyes, this mute old man who carved wood carvings all day long had the same temperament as the old man who plowed snow under the Kunlun Mountains. He was a man who saw everything.
A wise old man who has experienced ups and downs in the world.
"You already have the answer in your mind, why bother asking?"
The mute old man did not raise his head, and his vicissitudes of voice seemed to come from a distant time and space, ancient and chaotic, "There is never a fixed destiny in this world, but there is a cycle of cause and effect, and there is reincarnation of things."
Xia Mang was silent.
"Young man, if you live a plain life, without twists and turns, without a series of life and death, how can there be excitement and splendor?" The mute old man stopped carving.
Xia Mang was stunned. After a long time, he came back to his senses and smiled casually, "It's true what the senior said, it's me who got caught."
He paused and asked: "Senior, does he know how to use Wutong Bone?"
He went to the life-and-death contest and won the Wutong Bone, but he didn't know how to use it, so he came to seek advice from the mute old man.
When he thought about it, this mute old man was mysterious and unfathomable. He was definitely a monster if he was too old to die. This mute old man had lived for who knows how long. He must be very capable, otherwise he would not be afraid of Xue Longyong.
, he should know how to use Wutong Bone.
"Just keep it next to you."
The mute old man said: "This thing contains a trace of phoenix soul. If you don't get the complete phoenix heart and bone and completely crush the remaining consciousness of the true phoenix, it's better not to provoke it too much..."
"The complete Phoenix Heart and Bones?" Xia Mang's heart moved slightly.
"The heart bones of the phoenix are extremely strong and yang, containing immeasurable extremely hot breath, which is the ultimate form of the scorching sun. It can dispel all yin and cold evil spirits. If the heart bones can be obtained intact and rooted in Nianchu's body, the coldness can be completely cured."
poison."
He glanced at Xia Mang and said, "Actually, this thing is very suitable for you."
"How do you say that?" Xia Mang was startled.
"When you practice the "Midsummer Sutra", this is the ultimate Yang technique, the heart and bone of the phoenix and even the strongest thing of Yang, the ultimate of Yanyang. If you take it with you, your practice will get twice the result with half the effort." The mute old man said.
Xia Mang stood up excitedly and said in surprise: "Senior knows my origin?!"
The other party even knows the "Midsummer Sutra", the technique he practices, so doesn't he have no secrets for him?
This is so scary!
You know, now Xia Mang has determined that the place he is in is by no means an eternal wasteland. It should really be another piece of land mentioned by the "chamber pot". In other words, to this place, he is a completely different land.
He is a stranger, but why does this mute old man know the technique he practices?
And...does he recognize himself?
Thinking of this, Xia Mang became even more horrified.
"You come from the abandoned land of eternal silence." The mute old man said something shocking, which at least made Xia Mang break into a cold sweat.
After a while, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid there are no secrets for seniors and juniors."
"Don't belittle yourself." The mute old man shook his head, "There are some things you don't understand now. When you experience some things in the future, you will understand."
Xia Mang was speechless.
"That little girl must also be from the Abandoned Land of Eternal Silence." The mute old man glanced at the small courtyard.
Xia Mang knew in his heart that he was talking about Xue Lingyun, so he nodded and said: "Her name is Xue Lingyun, and she should have something to do with the Heavenly Demon King who abandoned the land forever." In fact, he had always guessed that Xue Lingyun belonged to the Heavenly Demon King.
Granddaughter Ning Junchen.
"The Demon King? That junior demon named Ning?" The mute old man seemed a little surprised.
Xia Mang was stunned. In the eyes of the mute old man, the old demon king turned into a junior demon? Who is this ancient great god? At the same time, he also realized that the mute old man seemed to be quite fond of Yongji Abandoned Land.
familiar.
"Has this mute old man ever been to the Land of Eternal Silence?" Xia Mang thought, his eyes flashing, and secretly said: "What is the relationship between this area called Canglan and the Abandoned Land of Eternal Silence?"
He always felt that something was wrong. The chamber pot was so treacherous and strange. He would not send them here for nothing. There must be another reason, and the Demon King was also involved.
"You want to know the relationship between this place and the eternal world?" The mute old man understood Xia Mang's thoughts.
Xia Mang's eyes lit up and he quickly said: "Senior, please teach me."
"You need to discover this yourself." The mute old man shook his head, obviously unwilling to say more.
Xia Mang was a little disappointed on his face, but he was sure in his heart that the land under his feet called Canglan was indeed related to the eternal silence of the world.
He thought for a moment, then gave up. Remembering what the mute old man had just said, he asked, "Senior, does he know where the heart and bones of Phoenix are?"
"The heart and bones of the phoenix have been broken for a long time and are scattered all over the world." The mute old man paused and then said: "But I heard in the early years that a nearly complete heart and bone of the phoenix was enshrined in Cave 72..."
"Seventy-two caves?"
Xia Mang's eyes narrowed, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Senior, are you talking about the seventy-two ancient evil caves on the edge of Cangming Demon City and deep in Jiuji Evil Mountain?"
The mute old man nodded and said, "That's right there."