When Ying Ruge returned to Mojia Villa, she learned that Jian Lao led the men in black he had seen during the day to the mountain wall where the men in black used to live in seclusion.
This mountain wall is right behind Mojia Villa. If you don't know better, you will just think it is an ordinary mountain wall, or Tianshui Villa uses it as a backrest due to Feng Shui. Only when you get closer and solve the maze will you find another mystery.
Rather than saying it is a cave, it is better to say it is a blessed place.
The cave where Zhuge Ding lived during his lifetime has been carefully built by Muhan Tower, but no matter how Duobao Pavilion studies it, it cannot remove the moisture in the cave. As for this cave of the Mohist family, not to mention the moisture, you will feel wet after entering it.
Quite dry.
Come to think of it, in a southern city like Lincheng, even the residences of royal nobles cannot do this.
Ying Ruge did not disturb the people in the cave, and climbed to the highest point with a few leaps. He did not choose to sit on the grass, but instead sat on a boulder. The forest was always wet at night, so it was unwise to choose grass.
Tianshui Villa is already brightly lit. Although the lights can illuminate, their brightness is limited after all. If you are a little farther away from the light source, it will become dim. Looking at it like this, Tianshui Villa is even more heart-warming than looking at it in the daytime.
Ying Ruge no longer thought too much about Tianshui Villa. She looked up at the sky, the stars were shining brightly, but the moon was nowhere to be seen.
I think after some time, when the Yin is strong, those strange things will appear.
Ying Ruge waited quietly. He had a way to control his madness, but he still had to return to Tianluan Peak every month.
Why? Because the pain you endure when you are awake is better than cutting flesh and bones.
Close your eyes, take a rest, and listen to the chirping of insects and birds, and the whirring sound of the wind blowing by your ears. But what a coincidence, the pain has not hit yet, and the Yin and Yang strategy has not had time to try to unblock it, lingering like a song.
His body also caused him trouble.
Rather than saying that Ying Ruge's body caused trouble, it was more that his soul, or the souls he devoured, began to act like monsters.
A muscular man crawled out from Ying Ruge's back. Only half of his body came out, and he was still inside Ying Ruge's body from the waist down.
Another rickety old woman jumped out from Ying Ruge's waist. She squinted her eyes and smiled. Even though the old woman was still alive, her expression made people tremble.
Immediately afterwards, Eleven people crawled or jumped out of Ying Ruge's body, including the short skinny monkey, the handsome young man, the beautiful young lady.
These people have different shapes and different clothing. The only thing they have in common is that their bodies are white and translucent. If you look carefully, you will also find that these people's eyes are pure white.
If there was moonlight tonight and the moonlight illuminated this place, the scene would be truly terrifying.
Ying Ruge seemed not to be surprised, snorted coldly, and then said: "Why, if you don't stay well, do you want to lose your soul?"
One of them spoke, a middle-aged man wearing a raincoat, and he said: "Huang-haired boy, you have no protection today, let's see if we don't tear you apart today!"
"I want his eyes..."
"I want his liver..."
"The kidneys belong to me, I want two..."
These people seemed to be ready to share Ying Ruge's food, and they began to explain the parts they wanted.
Another white smoke floated out and turned into a person. This person was different from those who were attached to Ying Ruge. He was a complete person, independent and had no connection with Ying Ruge.
The one who could do this was naturally none other than Liu Sanqing, who just got the chance.
Even though Liu Sanqing's eyes were pure white without any color, the disdain when he looked at him was still revealed. He waved his right hand, and a stream of white smoke came out from his sleeve, gradually transforming into a pure white gun.
Sword and thin horse.
Liu Sanqing's voice was cold as she shouted: "If you take one more step, you will die!"
When the eleven translucent beings attached to Ying Ruge heard Liu Sanqing's words, they couldn't help but stop making noises. The atmosphere became quiet again, except for the chirping of insects and birds, and there was still only the sound of wind.
Eventually, someone would be the first to speak to break the calm. The squinting old woman spoke first and heard her say: "Young Liu family, we are indeed no match for you one on one, but if six or seven of us fight against you, the rest will
How many people can make this black-hearted brat drink a pot of wine!"
Compared to before, this is indeed the case. Ying Ruge is always in unbearable pain. In addition to the surging power in the body, there are also these restless masters at work.
However, what is different now is the Liu Sanqing tonight. The Liu Sanqing in the daytime cannot be compared.
The corners of Liu Sanqing's lips were slightly raised, and he smiled evilly. He said, "You can give it a try!"
Seeing Liu Sanqing like this, Ying Ruge couldn't help but smile. In all these years, he has never seen Sanqing so arrogant. Come to think of it, this master who thought his life was boring before his death began to feel alive now.
A lot of fun.
The wife, the short man, and the strong man all jumped towards Liu Sanqing. Their upper bodies flew towards Liu Sanqing, and they were still attached to Ying Ruge from the waist down, and the connecting parts were stretched thin like rubber bands.
long.
Hearing the babbling sound, Liu Sanqing frowned slightly, then said something and swung his sword again.
"Noisy!"
A sword was swung out, which was the "Supervisor's Armor Breaking" in the Nine Stars Flying ambush.
This sword was like the White Tiger God of War breaking through the heavy armor of a thousand soldiers. Those who flew towards Liu Sanqing were severely injured by the blow, and they all fled back to Ying Ruge's body in fear.
From the beginning to the end, Ying Ruge didn't move even an inch. He just wanted to see if he might be different tonight than in the past.
"Sanqing, maybe tonight."
Liu Sanqing was also happy
, but then he frowned and asked: "Based on time, the date that Senior Yan Xiao has set for you is only a month. Ru Ge, are you really anxious to try it tonight?"
Ying Ruge nodded slightly, and then said: "During the day, I also felt that those so-called immortals were just mediocre, as well as the black dragon flying out of the pond, and the white phoenix who didn't know how to cultivate. If the cultivation is not enough,
, I am really powerless if the Mo family suffers another crime."
Although Liu Sanqing asked, how could he not know the answer?
"I don't know whether it was right or wrong for me not to stop you from destroying my Liu family that day."
Hearing this, Ying Ruge couldn't help but have a stiff expression. Although he and Liu Sanqing met late and were close friends, the destruction of his Liu family was ultimately a knot between them.
"Perhaps if I don't take action, your Liu family won't have a good life for a few years if you continue to behave like this, but in the end it will harm those innocent people."
Ying Ruge blamed herself, wondering whether the Liu family was really evil, and it was not his way to eliminate evil. But Liu Sanqing just smiled, and then said: "Your fat man from Duobao Pavilion once said something, I think about it
"Jiujiu, I finally understand the meaning of your words today."
. Ying Ruge was curious and asked, "Tell me about it."
"When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent."
Ying Ruge then repeated Liu Sanqing's words in a low voice. Could this sentence be said by the fat man in Juemingzi? When did this fat man gain such knowledge? He probably heard it from somewhere. See
After that, he said it like a scholar pretending to be sour.
Before he could think about it further, a heartbreaking roar came from the mountain wall.
The two of them jumped down directly. Liu Sanqing landed gracefully like an immortal, while Ying Ruge rolled around the moment he landed to relieve the force of his fall.
Before Ying Ruge could speak, he suddenly felt that his bloodline was beginning to be filled with that familiar yet unfamiliar power. The bloodline began to swell, and his skin began to swell like an inflated ball, which looked funny and terrifying.
With a look, needless to say, Liu Sanqing turned into white smoke and jumped into Ying Ruge's body. In just a few seconds, the symptoms disappeared a lot. But Ying Ruge's current appearance is like a fat man, with human-like skin on his face.
The mask was also torn and looked even more terrifying.
Ying Ruge carefully felt the power in his body, and then he began to use the power of the Qiyuan Tongxian root to try to integrate with this power in his body. But helplessly, this power that appeared every month on the moonless night was inexplicable after all.
, no matter whether it is one's martial arts or immortality, one cannot use it for one's own use.
Then Ying Ruge stretched out her right hand, palm facing upward, and a ball of flame came out.
The flame changed from the usual red to an icy blue with a higher temperature, and then to an eerie dark cyan. The color went through many changes, and finally, it turned into a white that Ying Ruge had never seen before.
The white flames burned in his palm, and even he himself felt the burning pain. This was absolutely impossible. Since he entered the path of cultivating immortals, he rested on the path of fire according to his qualifications. Since then, he has been
Wildfires in the mountains, thunder and fire from the sky, could not attack him or even hurt him in the slightest.
He has tried to expel the power from his body before, but it has never been as puzzling as tonight.
When I held my palm, the white fire was extinguished. Looking at my palm again, I saw that there was indeed a small trace of burnt skin.
Listening to the movement inside the stone wall again, the roars were still there, something was knocked over, and there were occasional sounds of fighting. At this moment, Ying Ruge couldn't help but be grateful to Yan Xiao for introducing him to the path of cultivating immortals. If he didn't have the cultivation of immortals,
I'm afraid that he will be like Mo Ming, lose his mind and suffer in extreme pain.
Ying Ruge, who was as round as a rubber ball, thought that there would be no accidents inside the stone wall for a while, so she jumped up again and returned to the place where she originally sat.
Under the faint starlight, Ying Ruge made a sword finger with her right hand. A faint black air came out from the fingertips, and then the sword finger moved back and forth in the air, like drawing a talisman.
"The exchange of yin and yang does not disrupt the universe. The two qi intersect and transform into all things."
As the words fell, the sword finger also stopped, and the black energy gradually took shape, turning into a roll of bamboo. Ying Ruge reached out to grab it, and waved her hand, but it directly turned the bamboo into black energy and dissipated.
Ying Ruge couldn't help but frown, and saw the appearance of Yin Yang Ce emerge. He was originally happy, thinking that the matter was done, but this bamboo policy could only be seen, but not touched.
Ying Ruge pointed her sword again, repeated the previous movements, and still muttered the words "Yin and Yang change positions without disturbing the universe, and the two Qi intersect to transform all things."
The black energy took shape again, and Zhuce emerged again. Ying Ruge was not anxious this time, and the black energy still emitted from his hand, trying hard to maintain the shape of Zhuce. His hand slowly came closer and touched Zhuce, which was
A biting cold feeling.
Ying Ruge's brows relaxed slightly, this feeling was right. He gently put his hand on the bamboo, but the bamboo had not dissipated. Ying Ruge wanted to take a step further, and opened his hand to hold the bamboo, but the next moment
, disappointed again.
Only then did he hold the bamboo cemeter, and the bamboo cemeter turned into black energy again and dissipated from his hand.
Ying Ruge couldn't help but feel a little angry. She could obviously use her inexplicable cultivation to create the yin and yang strategy, but why it still didn't work.
Before he could try again, a scream came from the mountain wall. After identifying the sound, the scream was not from Mo Ming. Ying Ruge had no choice but to jump down again. He moved his ears and tried to use his hearing to explore inside.
status.
Then the screams became even louder, one voice, two voices, three voices...
Ying Ruge was about to speak and ask the people inside to open the secret door of the cave to let him in, but he saw a white light shining through the stone wall into the cave. In the white light, he could vaguely see a beautiful swordsman in white.
This swordsman in white appears
Now, Ying Ruge feels a little more at ease. She knows without thinking that the white light is You Lingxi.
After waiting quietly for as long as a stick of incense, the sound of fighting inside did not stop, but intensified. Could it be that even You Lingxi couldn't help but Mo Ming?
"Get in!"
An urgent voice came, and Ying Ruge recognized it as Liu Sanqing's voice. Without asking how Liu Sanqing was doing now, he slapped the stone wall hard and said, "Senior, could you open the door and let Linghu Changkong in?"
The people inside heard Ying Ruge's words, and someone responded. He recognized the voice of the person who responded, it was Hu Lao.
Hu Lao's voice was a little panicked, and his breath seemed a little disordered, or he might have been injured, so he said: "Second Young Master, don't come in. The current young master of the village is no longer comparable to ordinary people."
"Go open the door!"
Another voice came, and Ying Ruge could also hear it, it was Jian Lao's voice.
"The young master of the village has gone crazy. We old guys can't cope with this level of cultivation. If you let the second young master come in, won't you just increase the casualties?"
"Is it that boy Linghu? Little Huzi, let him in quickly!"
Another voice came out, and he didn't recognize this voice. Although he didn't recognize it, the owner of the voice should be the master of the Mo family among the black-clad people during the day.
After more than ten seconds, the mountain wall still showed no sign of opening. Ying Ruge couldn't wait any longer. She spread her right hand, and a white light flew from a distance. She held it, and it was a spiritual sword.
Ying Ruge really doesn't want to mention the origin of this sword, because the name of this sword is Xiao Cang Dog.
Ying Ruge mobilized the power of martial arts and immortality, gathered on the spiritual sword, and swung the sword suddenly. The stone wall was like tofu, and a hole was cut. Then Ying Ruge swung the sword again, and cut a hole in the stone wall.
There's no opening big or small enough for him to pass through.
There was naturally lighting inside, and the light came out from inside. Ying Ruge suddenly felt uncomfortable and narrowed her glasses to a slit.
Then without thinking much, I jumped in.
Once inside, this unique cave was even more magical than he imagined.
The open space in the center is spacious enough for martial arts competitions, and the ground is compact and covered with stone slabs. Surrounded by twenty or thirty stone chambers of various sizes, their functions may meet all needs.
Didn't he come in for a visit? Looking at the empty space, there were nine men in black, plus Jian Lao and Hu Lao, who were traveling with Lingxi. Twelve of them were surrounding Mo Ming. These people held various weapons in their hands and dispersed Qi.
The transformation was like substance, and they worked together to turn it into chains one after another, trapping Mo Ming in the center.
If it was so easy to control Mo Ming tonight, then there would be no need to go through such trouble.
Looking at Mo Ming, Ying Ruge couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, Mo Ming's body was as shriveled as a beggar who had been starved for more than a hundred days. It would be an exaggeration to say that he was skin and bones, a skeleton.
But Mo Ming, who was as skinny as a skeleton, was extremely powerful. One person pulled the chain forcefully, causing the twelve people to constantly adjust their positions. For fear that if he was negligent, everyone would be thrown away by Mo Ming.
Everyone was focusing on controlling Mo Ming, and did not notice Ying Ruge's current appearance. They heard the old swordsman say: "Second Young Master, maybe you can summon your spiritual sword and form a sword formation to trap the Young Master?"
Just as Ying Ruge was about to try, Mo Ming, who was trapped by the crowd, seemed to understand Jian Lao's words. He turned around and raised his head to stare at Ying Ruge.
The usually handsome young man looks like an evil ghost from hell.
He grinned sinisterly, and with a fierce exertion, the chains that everyone was united in were instantly broken free and shattered.
After all, the chain is not a real thing, but is transformed by the energy emitted by the people. It was broken all of a sudden, causing backlash. Some people even became unstable and vomited black blood.
Mo Ming moved quickly and jumped towards Ying Ruge. Afraid of accidentally hurting Mo Ming, Ying Ruge threw the little gray dog back and inserted it into the stone slab behind. Then he formed palms with his hands and patted Mo Ming.
Everyone looked at the two fighting men and then noticed that not only Mo Ming had changed strangely tonight, but Linghu Changkong also looked ugly.
Seeing Ying Ruge's appearance and his broken face, Jian Lao couldn't help being stunned, and then burst into tears for no apparent reason. The tiger man beside him didn't know why, and was about to ask, but the breath
Unsteady, then his body trembled and he vomited a mouthful of black blood.
Although Hu Lao is a common man and has advanced cultivation, he is not a monster like Ying Ruge and Zhong Xihou. He has several levels of Hongmeng at a young age. Hu Lao is nearly sixty years old, has a good talent, and has practiced hard all his life.
Become one of Hongmeng.
It's a pity, it's a shame, the masters of the first level of Hongmeng are as humble as ants tonight.
The fight between Mo Ming and Ying Ruge became more and more intense, and the ripples of aura emitted made everyone's auras even more chaotic. Hu Lao, who was the lowest in cultivation among the people, could not withstand the impact of the aftermath again and again, and vomited again.
A mouthful of black blood came out and he fainted.
But at this moment, Mr. Jian never noticed the condition of the old man beside him. He was still staring closely at Mo Ming and Ying Ruge, or in other words, he was still staring closely at Ying Ruge.
As you get older, you can't do things as you please. You can't drink too much, and you can't bite meat that's too hard. What's more, you can't laugh too much as you want, which can easily lead to anger. Even you can't even cry because tears are astringent after all.
Yes, the astringent Jian Lao’s eyes hurt.
But how could he stop the tears? After so many years, he finally saw this little guy.
There are hibiscus trees in the east and Ruomu in the west. Where the sun rises, it sets.
The two poles are mutually reinforcing each other, yin and yang.