Chapter 198: temple

"Next, what to do?"
Yu Dashao was so scared that his tongue was cramping, and Zhongzhou Township came out. He saw the blood of the corpse, and only Shen Zhenyi was his backbone. After finally calming down, he asked him what to do next.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at the cave and the corpse inside.
"The first thing is of course to get them to rest."
These people are also considered as first-class characters in the Baxiu world. They did not expect to die here inexplicably. Although they have nothing to do with Shen Zhenyi, they can never be exposed to the wilderness.
So Yu Dashao, who had a good reputation, had to roll up his sleeves and work hard.
He tried to vomit several times, but he felt very strong when he thought that he was not part of the body.
Shen Zhenyi and Zi Ningjun only sat idle in the compartment.
Originally, I wanted to let Zi Ningjun take a rest-after all, she was in the real fantasy for four hundred years. Although she had the illusionary eyes, she was nervous in the end, so she had better relax for a while.
But she was reluctant to leave Shen Zhenyi, only looked at him infatuatedly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear out of thin air, and Shen Zhenyi could only follow her.
After all, her martial arts has now naturally entered the ninth-level mysterious realm of real life. The cycle of true qi, endless, external evil does not invade, so you don't have to worry too much.
Shen Zhenyi also took her pulse and found that because of her quiet mind, she had not been harmed for so many years in the chaos of separation. Instead, the Emperor Zihuo further evolved into a pure white transparent ice inflammation, reaching the extreme.
Such encounters are simply unthinkable on the average person.
The Emperor Zihuo was originally a martial art of the fire department. The sun was so hot that she could train to the point where the anode grows yin and the transformation of ice and fire is really amazing.
In the final analysis, it is only her unwavering heart like Gujing that can achieve this achievement.
"The 400-year-old fantasy is the best exercise for you."
In the real fantasy, the most is to refine the mind.
Four hundred years of time have polished her mind to be exquisite and clear, homogeneous, which is almost the best condition for martial arts practice.
In the future, we will make a breakthrough, at least there is no bottleneck in mind.
"It's nothing, I'll be glad to see you again this day."
Zi Ningjun didn't care about her martial arts advancement. All she wanted was Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi sighed slightly.
He thought about it and said, "It's still a while before we leave the chaos. The temple in the Canglan Library has 33,000 unique peerless martial arts traditions. I will choose one with you later. Your Bingyan practice, find your way forward. "
The Emperor Zihuo is of course mysterious and subtle, hiding the secret of the thousand-year heritage of the Ziyan Sect, but the limit of the Baxiu world is the pinnacle of real life. Today, Zi Ningjun ’s purple inflammation has changed from yang to yin, and has taken a new path. It is even more necessary to refer to more advanced classics.
"You arrange it."
When such an opportunity is heard by ordinary martial artists, they all have to rejoice infinitely, but Zi Ningjun is still faint, as if not at all cherished.
Yu Dashao, who had just finished doing the dirty work, came in. Hearing Shen Zhenyi's remarks, he was envious and asked: "Three sons, may I learn?"
He was frightened by Fu Yue's knife just now, but after all, he was still a generation of arrogance. Hearing the enthusiasm of Wu Xue practice, he eagerly gathered his eyes.
Shen Zhenyi nodded absently.
"You practice your sword, and choose one of your own, but the martial arts in the sanctuary is profound and profound, and you must not be greedy and do more to avoid mistakes."
Yu Dashao repeatedly said yes.
Shen Zhenyi didn't care about him. He was carrying Zi Ningjun, and went straight into the deep secret warehouse of Canglan, facing the gate of the temple and making a little observation.
Although he had warned before, before that, there were probably many unsuspecting Ba Xiu visitors who wanted to try to open the temple and get the immortal martial arts inside.
Of course they all failed.
auzw.com Taking their cultivation as the realm level, it is too difficult to understand the secret transmission to a higher level.
Besides, there is not much time left for them.
Fu Yue didn't support for a long time in the chaos of the chaos, and then the demons broke out and began a slaughter.
Yu Dashao wanted to tell Shen Zhenyi the horrors of the time. However, neither Shen Zhenyi nor Zi Ningjun seemed to be too interested and could not satisfy his desire to confide.
Can only follow Shen Zhenyi step by step, probe the brain behind the probe.
"Three sons, we tried this temple many times. We could n’t open the temple door at all. A few wanted to forcibly break the bronze temple and was hit hard by the force of the earthquake. Later, when the monk Fu Tianwang went crazy, he died the most fast."
He still used to call Fu Yue a monk, but remembered that he was the first knife in the world at that time, after all, he could not help but respect and fear.
The Sanctuary of the Canglan Secret is a towering copper tower, with brass throughout, reflecting the light of Jin Cancan.
This became a flame-like light source in the dark and chaotic secrets.
"Among the temples, martial arts have spirits, and they are so energetic that they want to forcibly break them, of course, to humiliate themselves."
The energetic fury in the bronze hall is far better than the world of Ba Xiu.
Attacking with the power of the Yashu World Warrior, of course, will be doubled back.
Fortunately, their strength is limited and they have never really opened the temple, otherwise they will be full of anger, such as thousands of horses and horses, such as turbulent tide, without Fu Yue's shot, everyone on the scene will be finished.
To get 33,000 of these martial arts inheritance, the temple must be opened in the right way.
There is a lotus symbol on the bronze hall door.
Shen Zhenyi stepped forward, stroking gently, and sighed.
"you recognize?"
Zi Ningjun couldn't help asking when he saw his focus.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly.
"A friend, who used to carry a broken map with the blue snow lotus on it."
This is the mark of Cang Lanzong and the key to opening the temple.
Shen Zhenyi didn't remember it at that time, but he was so savvy that he would never forget to see everything. That friend only said it once, and he remembered it.
If he stood here, he didn't know how happy he should be.
Unfortunately
Shen Zhenyi shook his head and gently pressed his hand to the middle of the lotus flower.
Hum!
The huge copper tower suddenly vibrated, the sound was low, and the light flickered.
That engraved lotus flower suddenly spun up like life, and the petals bloomed, gorgeous and unexplainable.
Zi Ningjun jumped forward nervously, and wanted to cover Shen Zhenyi with her body. Shen Zhenyi gently held her down, indicating that it was okay.
The flying lotus gradually turned into a rotating nebula, as if all the mysteries of the universe were unfolding in front of the three of them.
With only one glance, Yu Dashao stayed like a chicken, and was greatly shocked in spirit, standing still.
At this time, the door opened.
"Let's go in."
Shen Zhenyi smiled and pulled up Zi Ningjun.
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