Vol 5 Chapter 101: 8 Pillar Burial Guiling 9 Huang Fei Star Bead

After Hui Xuan's ancestor entered the pit, about half a moment later, he reached the end of the pit and looked up, but in front of him was a bottomless martyrdom. m.
He glanced away, but he saw no martyrs. He thought that he had gone in first, so he didn't stop, and hurried inwardly to rush in.
There are ten feet in this pit, and flying magpies are not obstructed, but the road is tortuous, snakes are tangled, everywhere in the underground pits, there is a flood of water, stalagmites on the head, dense clusters, like a million Thousands of swords hung from the top, and evil spirits floated back and forth.
However, most of the bans here have disappeared, and even some remnants have been removed by the disciple who came here last time, so no need to be concerned.
After walking for a while, he was in a stature, but there were two forks in front of him.
The road on the left, the wind blowing from the inside, blowing to the body, cold cold through the bones, and the right hand, there seems to be a river rushing, from time to time also heard the sound of stone hitting, noisy, noisy, think the water is very rapid.
He glanced back and forth, raising his hand to take a photo of the air machine, trying to identify where the martyr went.
However, for a long time, I haven't got any clues. I don't know if it was deliberately hidden or because of the disorder of the air machine here.
After groaning for a while, he flew into the hole in his left hand.
He went all the way, and from time to time there was a gloomy wind blowing over him, even when he practiced it, but also wobbled, unsurprised, and immediately drew a trick to stabilize.
About half an hour out, I don't know how far into the ground, the wind around him was fading, and there was a spacious cave hall not far away.
Out of caution, he dropped his body, only a few feet off the ground, and hung forward.
After traveling for ten years, he was already inside the cave. At this moment he stopped suddenly, looked up, and saw that there was a suspension platform at the height of Qiba Zhang. The martyr was facing his back, and he was standing alone. With a pearl in his hand, he shone back and forth, as if looking for something.
Hui Xuan's ancestor came to him, his voice was a little unpleasant: "Brother Dao, let me find it."
The martyr did not look back, beckoned at him, and then pointed forward: "Brother Huixuan, please come and see."
Hui Xuan's ancestor thought what he had found and took a few steps. Looking down, seeing a few feet ahead, there was a stone urn, a thin-skinned silver robe Taoist sitting in the middle, but his eyes were closed, showing that he was a dead body.
He frowned. Immediately I felt like I was looking at two places, but I was shocked.
In the whole cave, there are actually such acupoints, densely packed with tens of thousands, and there is a person sitting in each of them, looking around. He was hesitant: "Who are these and how can they be here?"
The martyr didn't answer, but just looked at his hand, pulled a sign from the waist of the pat, held it in his palm, and handed it over.
The corpse had been decaying for so many years, but he was so tortured that it immediately turned into a pool of ashes.
Hui Xuan's ancestor took a look, and frowned, "Going to the Spirit? What kind of school is this? Is there such a school in Dongshengzhou?"
Martyrs said quietly: "Nearly ten thousand years ago. Guilingzong was the first faction of Dongsheng and dominated the Mid-Continent. At that time, I was Fu Yangzong, and the corpse sect and the Mangluo Palace were just under his door. Just three juniors. "
For the first time, Hui Xuan's ancestor heard such statements. Looking down for a while, but he couldn't understand: "This door should be strong and unmatched according to my brother, there must be records in the classics, but why have I never heard of it?"
The martyr chanted: "It is not surprising that Taoists have never heard of it. It was because someone deliberately covered it up."
"Who does this?"
The martyr sneered, and said, "I can do this in Dongshengzhou. Who else is there besides Master Da Mi?"
Hui Xuan's ancestors could not help showing a little surprise.
The martyrs rolled back slowly, and said slowly, "The ancestor of the Great Master Miya has a lot of power, but he is not able to come out of nowhere. There are rumors that he was originally a spiritual disciple, but somehow had a grudge against the teacher. He then went to avoid troubles in other continents. After he achieved success in spiritual practice, he came back again and relied on a sacred passage to fight with the Guiling Sect for hundreds of years. There were several holes of innocent people who died in his hands before and after this. "
Hui Xuan's ancestors were so surprised that he slammed his palms and praised: "It's one person to cut one faction, and the predecessor's grace and style, really made my generation fascinated." He arched his hand again, "Dare to ask my brother, I don't know its What happened next? "
The martyr whispered coldly: "Although Gui Lingzong was forced to such an extent, he could still hide in the gate of the mountain, and because he still had a town magic weapon in his gate, it was called 'Jiuhuang Xingzhu'. When they are shot together, the situation changes color, the tsunami landslides, and even Dami dare not face the enemy. "
"It was only later that he did not know where to borrow a powerful magic weapon, and had a fight with Bei Ling, the head of Guiling, but in the end he was defeated. After he was wounded, he was dead. When his disciples were protecting themselves, he was obliged to hide under this dragon pillar and surrender the entire Dongshengzhou. "
Hui Xuan's ancestors looked around and pointed, saying, "Look at the people here, they are standing in shape, their eyes are dry, they should all be exhausted and die."
The martyr laughed and said, "The Taoist hasn't read it wrongly, Gui Lingzong thought he could avoid the scourge of dying by hiding in the ground, but he was mistaken. Dami was willing to give up. After hearing this, he spent a hundred years. Kung Fu, a layer of ban was placed around the dragon column, and mana managed to break the earth veins within a radius of 10,000 miles, so that tens of thousands of disciples and elders who had hid in the ground could not escape, and were eventually buried in life. this."
Hui Xuan's ancestor nodded consciously, and said, "It should be so. Cutting the grass requires root removal. If Master Da Mi does not do so, after he ascends, he will return to the spirit of the returnees, and he will come out to revenge his disciples."
The martyr snorted.
Hui Xuan's ancestors knew that his ancestors were also destroyed by Huantai, Xuanyue, and other factions. He thought that this language touched its hidden pain, smiled a little, and asked, "Although the ancestor of the Great Master has destroyed the Guilings, But my monks are fighting and killing. It is also common, but why should we cover it afterwards? "
The martyr sneered, and said, "The ancestor of the Great Master was also under the gate of the spirit and destroyed the old ancestors. No matter what the reason is, it is not good to pass it out. How can he proactively know it?"
Hui Xuan's ancestor nodded suddenly.
After the martyr had spoken, he ignored him, and looked at him holding the pearl.
Hui Xuan's ancestors had guessed what the martyrs were looking for from the words of the eloquence. He watched the latter walking around, but he was silent on the side, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking. .
After half an hour, the martyr had searched more than half of the cave hall, leaving nothing to search in the southwest corner.
After turning here, he glanced upwards for a few moments, his footsteps could not help but seemed to notice something, a little toes, raised white smoke, went up, and reached a height of fifty or six feet, seeing a wall There was no one behind afterwards, only a tall stone gate with two ancient copper rings clasped on it, rusty, and on the sides were several lotus stone platforms, on which were sat seven different-looking white-haired Taoists.
Instead of looking at the bodies, he stared at Shimen, his expression slightly agitated, and he said to himself, "It's here."
With a raised sleeve, a blast of wind struck up, and the forbiddenness on the stone gate was scattered. After this blow, the bang crashed backwards, shaking the white-haired Taoists on the lotus platform all scattered to fly ash.
At this moment a small Dan room appeared behind the door, and the martyrs carefully sensed that they didn't notice any cleverness, so they walked into it with confidence.
After entering the room, he glanced twice and saw that the layout was simple. The original decoration was mostly decayed. There was a thick layer of gray earth on the ground. There was only a copper furnace in the middle, and a futon behind the furnace. Nothing else.
He walked twice and had no other way out. He was surprised and secretly said, "Is it wrong to find something wrong?"
Fang wanted to withdraw, but her mind turned, and Guanghua flashed in her eyes, and she swung her sleeves away, and set the copper stove aside.
As soon as the furnace was gone, a well with four squares was exposed underneath. It was surrounded by white jade, and there was a pile of strange stones in it. It was piled up with hundreds of greasy and slippery pebbles. Fine-colored smoke, light waves and mist, light mist gathers together, there is a jade bowl on the top, which holds a big egg-colored bi-colored bead, smooth and round, with silver sculpted fine text on the surface, and thousands of needles are released from time to time Spiny fine colored mans lines.
When the martyr saw it, an excitement floated on his face, and Fang wanted to take it, but suddenly he thought of something, carefully took a Jinpa from his sleeve, wrapped his hands, and then came forward and grabbed the bead. Into the hands.
He was so excited to let his spirits go inside, and after confirming that it was a fake, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
He also heard that the elders of Shimen mentioned this thing, but just wanted to try it while the Dragon ban was dissipated, but after all, it was just a word, and it may not be true, so he had already done it. The preparation for the return was unexpectedly so successful that I got the rumored treasure, and the joy in my heart was beyond words.
He looked intently for a while, and when he heard the footsteps behind him, he didn't put it away, still leaning in his palm to watch carefully.
Hui Xuan, the old ancestor, had searched the pits while the martyrs were away, but he could not find the book of Dami, and his heart was disappointed. At this moment when I saw this strange treasure, I couldn't help showing a splendor, but quickly converged, trying to calm my tone as much as possible, and asked, "Is this thing the nine yellow star beads?"
Martyrdom: "It's just one of them ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Hui Xuan's ancestor couldn't help asking:" Where are the remaining eight? "
The martyr looked back at him with a smile, and said with a smile: "There are eight imperial palaces under the dragon column. They are stored separately, but I am not too greedy. It is a fluke to get one, even if I get the rest In my hands, there is no way to suffer. "
Hui Xuan's ancestor heard this, his heart moved slightly, but his mouth said, "With this thing in hand, is it easy for Taoists to deal with that Taoist?"
The martyr rolled his wrists and put away the orb, saying: "It is necessary to go back for sacrifice, or it can be done now."
Hui Xuan nodded and said, "It's been a long time since I waited. It's been a long time. I can't stay here for long, so I should go out."
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