Chapter 61:

Suzaku Tower is on a cliff, facing the depths of thousands of feet, and descending from a height. There are hundreds of deep ponds, nearly black, and quiet like ink.
Suzaku, born from negative fire to the south, is scorching and fierce, and is the head of the birds.
It sounds like a glorious pagoda here, but when we approached it, it turned out that it was just a dingy little building. Because of the moist and sweltering heat in the southern part of the country, a mottled moss has formed on the outer wall, and a bit of cinnabar on the top of the tower It was scattered, as if a gloomy ash had faded from the glory, floating above the Jedi, Zoran was alone.
Outside the Suzaku Tower is a circle of courtyard walls that have fallen in half. Red mud and blue bricks are scattered everywhere. Wild grass grows a room high and no one cares. Sometimes there is no wind.
Two to three miles away from here are uninhabited.
Yan Zhengming's news was a little bit late. At this time, there were three days before August 15. I wanted to avoid the crowd. Who knew that when I saw the place, Suzaku Tower was already rubbing his shoulders.
It ’s just that no one can approach this large group of monks, because the tower is surrounded by a violent atmosphere like fire, like an invisible beast, spraying invisible tongues of fire all the time, rolling around, anyone who dares Step in and lick anyone's face on Mars.
The monks gathered outside Suzakuta Sanli and surrounded the place with no water.
They are all looking forward to the chances of the treasures inside. In case the dog is taken in and taken for a swim, maybe they can take it to the sky.
Some of the family members brought magic weapons and rested in them. The poor people were so busy that they seemed to be crowded for a while. There were also some smart locals who brought some farmhouse food to sell to the monks who had not yet been able to break the valley. It's just that the people here are simple and honest. The people are generally not as diligent as those near the East China Sea, and the vendors have not formed a scale.
Li Yan turned around and suggested, "Brother, since there are so many people here, I don't think we are in a hurry. Take a rest first. You just crossed the frontier and need to be consolidated. , I also want to study how to make Xiao Shimei change back. She is more a bird than a human. "
Yan Zhengming responded, digging out of his arms, and took out a stone the size of a pigeon egg. At first glance, this object looks like a large ring on the finger, but inside there is a lifelike courtyard.
I saw the small stone getting bigger and bigger in his hands, the bigger and more transparent, and finally a living courtyard was created, which gathered several people away from the surroundings-there was a small world in the small stone. .
The courtyard has a full range of rockery bonsai, a few small houses in a circle, and there is a small and charming swing in the middle.
When people are in it, they immediately feel that the summer heat around them is cleaned up and refreshing, but this magic weapon immediately attracts a look of astonishment around them.
"Stone mustard," Li took a few steps, reached out and touched the delicate swing frame, shook his head and sighed. "You, the money lord, you have been running black goods over the years. You have secretly kept a lot of good things secretly." . "
Yan Zhengming yelled: "Can you count on you to support your family? Then we starve to death without breaking the valley."
Then, he glanced out of the stone mustard, probably the swordsmanship of the "forward" was still on his body, Yan Zhengming's eyes were like a knife, and he immediately swept the peeping eyes around him.
At that time, Qinglong Island on the East China Sea, he was not sensible and enjoyed it. He lived and worked against Master. He had to take a big boat to attract everyone's attention, but he was proud of himself. He thought he was doing well. So much humiliation was incurred.
If now, even if he is sitting on a golden ship and a silver ship, who dares to say something in person?
But Yan Zhengming didn't feel exasperated, but was a little sad.
Since ancient times, people's hearts are poisonous and cherish their sins. With his present ability, it is only worthy of being boldly luxurious once in this group of people, but it is not enough to open the seal.
However, even at this step, he already felt mentally exhausted, perhaps because he was originally incapable.
In this world, the deepest hurt is nothing more than the word "helpless". Yan Zhengming feels that he has been crowned the crown of these four words for many years. Fortunately, he is born a bit wider than others, otherwise I am afraid I have been crushed. Down.
Didn't Master give him the seal of the head that year?
Thinking about it that way, Yan Zhengming thought a little self-deprecatingly.
"Just rest here," Yan Zhengming said, turning his head to glance at Cheng Qian. "Is it cooler here?"
Cheng Qian froze for a while. He could not speak for a while. His body was forged from an ice pond, of course, he was afraid of heat, but he was special in constitution, sweat did not stick to his body, and he didn't snor himself. Actually keep remembering.
Yan Zhengming saw that he didn't know how to react, and couldn't help sighing. He raised his hand and pressed one on the neck of Cheng Qian, saying, "Come and protect me. I want to consolidate my state."
For a sword repair, "out of the front" is not just a rise to a realm. It is more like opening a new world. Yan Zhengming carefully realized it. It took him a long time to wake up from the set, and he saw Cheng Potentially stayed true to his side.
Even Li Huan and the puddle were also there—but these two were almost asleep.
Yan Zhengming coughed quietly: "What are you doing with me?"
Li Yan was awakened by his throat, and the drowsiness on his face had not yet disappeared. He had uttered: "Master, how do you feel when you are in the 'out of the front'?"
Not only him, but a few of them are actually very curious-if it is not a serious 800 sword repair, no matter how powerful it is, you can't enter the "out of the edge" situation, Fuyao sent all over the door, even Han Yuan, only the head Brother such a sword-based approach.
Even Cheng Qian sat up with him.
Yan Zhengming pondered for a long while before answering cautiously: "The world is big."
This remark is very large and it is almost the same as what I said. Only Cheng Qian, who has practiced Hai Chao Sword, has realized a little bit, and seems to have realized it.
Yan Zhengming Yu Guang glanced at his thoughtful appearance, and then secretly smiled, and swallowed his next sentence-behind bars.
There is a world outside, and I am alone.
This is how he feels about being "out of the box".
The next realm of "going forward" is exactly "into the sheath".
Jian Xiu is different from other Taos. It has very few insights. Only the more depressed it is, the more it will rebound. Yan Zhengming was suppressed by the ancient true dragon soul at the time, and was excited by Cheng Qian's unintentional sentence. Out of this outstretched sword qi.
Jianxiu ran across Kyushu, but rarely reached the top, because this road is really difficult to go.
At this moment, Cheng Qian suddenly felt something. He stood up staggered, and immediately reached the door, opened the door, and saw an old man with a hunched bow standing at the stone mustard door, holding a lantern swaying in the wind. Without saying a word, I just waited there silently.
This old man does not look like a monk. When the monks are about to blow lights and wax, they also show the appearance of the five degenerates of heaven and man, but they rarely get so old and realistic, but this person's general temperament, no matter what Not like a mortal.
The old man's head only reached Cheng Qian's chest, and when he opened the door, he slowly raised his head to Cheng Qian, and saw that the eyes of the old man's face were cloudy as if they were blind, but his eyes looked like two rusty ones. awl.
He looked up and down Cheng Qian, moved the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Young man, there are only seven disasters, three disasters and nine difficulties, but it is not over."
There was no silence around, and no one talked about the old immortal who hanged at the door of the house because this old thing came out of the Suzaku tower one by one.
Cheng Qian's pupil narrowed slightly: "Old man, you ..."
But the old man no longer looked at him. Since he walked by, he walked as if there was something unfavorable. He walked in front of Yan Zhengming, and said in a deep voice, "Please follow me, my master has something to leave. . "
Before Yan Zhengming had time to answer, the old man turned around and walked out, seemingly certain that he would follow.
Yan Zhengming hurriedly made a gesture to Li Yan, and has already caught up. The puddle has learned the lesson of the previous "stretching bees and attracting butterflies", swayed between Cheng Qian and Li Yan, and made a decisive choice-drill Entered Qian Qian's sleeve, leaving Li Yan alone to pick up stone mustard from behind.
A few people followed the old man who came out of the Suzaku tower under the eyes of everyone, envy, resentment, or incomprehensibility. No one dared to say a word. The Suzaku tower has been opened every year, and it has been open for 100 years. Any good thing is almost ready for people to take. The powers love their feathers and do not come to pick up leftovers. Most of the luck here is not good, and no one dares to mess with them.
The heat waves rolling around Suzaku Tower followed the old man's footsteps, and a gap was opened for people to pass through. The ice and fire were smashing, and the frost blades were buzzing. Although Cheng Qian could tolerate it, it was very uncomfortable after all. At this time, a particularly vicious look pierced behind him, Cheng Qian turned his head sternly, glanced around the people in the distance, and finally saw the cricket car they had learned before.
"It's just a little person who hasn't been condensed." Cheng Qian thought so, and retreated.
I don't know if it's too hot around Suzaku Tower, he always seems to be upset, and there seems to be something going on in the midst.
After a long while, they followed the old man who walked to the Suzaku Tower. There were several rusty bells hanging on the run-down door. It seemed to know that someone was coming, and it swayed slightly, making a dull sound. The old man reached out with a little effort. Opening the door, he whispered, "Come in."
Yan Zhengming said, "Senior, we didn't come for Suzaku Tower, but my master left a lock when he closed the mountain. There was a secret phrase that was saved by Senior Xu. This is to recover ..."
As if the old man didn't hear it, Wu interrupted him: "Come in."
Suzakuta's black hole, Yan Zhengming frowned, took the lead to put on the clothes and walked in. The heat waves rolled outside, but the inside was cold and wet. The contrast between the two compartments was obvious.
The old man breathlessly raised the lamp in the tower a little, and the earth smelled of dirt. There were no windows around him, and there were black holes around, a bit depressed.
Cheng Qian is a spiritual creature. He may not have heard of some natural treasures, but he is very keen on the aura and evil spirits contained in it, but he glanced around and found that the place is not like the legend of outsiders. What is the treasure, it is completely surrounded by family members.
The old man took them through the narrow stairs and reached the top of the tower. I saw a statue of a man here. The carving is exquisite and lifelike. He is a thin man with a clear eyebrow and eyes. It seems that there are some boys and girls who are carefully selected.
The old man bowed respectfully to the stone statue and said, "Master, the guest is here."
This stone statue turned out to be the host Xu Yingzhi here.
Yan Zhengming quickly responded that he was asking for others, and quickly took out his most humble and polite side, pretending to be handsome, standing not far behind the old man, and also ruling the juniors. . "
The old man glanced at him, although he didn't show anything, but he was satisfied. He fumbled and fragrant the stone statue, then took out a simple wooden box from behind the incense case, held it in front of Yan Zhengming, and said: "The old slave is the talus of this Suzaku tower. It depends on the owner Zhenyuan to live. For many years after the owner died, Suzaku tower's energy has also quickly dissipated. He has been worried that he has not returned this thing to the nobles. Now he can finally not worried."
Yan Zhengming opened the wooden box, which turned out to be three old copper coins.
He froze slightly, looking up at the towering spirit in a puzzled manner.
The old Taling didn't explain much, only waved his hand and said, "It's yours."
Then he turned into a green smoke, submerged in the blue light above the stone statue.
Yan Zhengming didn't know what mystery was among the three ancient coins, and didn't dare to touch it. He wanted to go back and consult Li Zhi, who is known as "omniscient". Suddenly, a ringing masterpiece filled with Suzaku tower, a stone statue overhead The blue lights flickered, and countless undulating shadows crawled up from all directions, and a pale hand smashed the Suzaku tower's protective array, grabbing straight to Yan Zhengming.
Yan Zhengming said, "Are you looking for death?"
The hand was not in front of him, but had been severed by the sword gas placed around him. He flew out of the wrist, but there was no blood dripping. Only a black cloud burst out, scattered into countless black snakes. Staring at the few people in the middle.
The man who broke his hand stepped out of the darkness step by step. It was actually a puppet he had met before, and he saw a weird black gas around him, with a stiff and weird smile on his face, but he was not human. Words, but "hissing" sounds.
The blue light on the statue shook and went out, and the towering spirit who had just hid in it actually started to shrink the turtle.
Cheng Qian whispered, "What is this?"
Li Xun shook his head gravely, the monster did possess, but this one didn't look like he was possessed ... it seemed as if he was a demon.
But they played against each other during the day, and that was impossible.
Cheng Qian glanced around, and found that there were more and more black snakes, but he didn't go to the others, as if he was just keeping an eye on Yan Zhengming.
He drew the Frostblade sharply, and Frost rushed towards the dart. At this moment, a hand suddenly twisted his shoulder from the back, Yan Zhengming pulled him aside, and his voice pressed into his throat: " Blink off— "
At a glance, Cheng Qian saw the faint traces of his demon in his eyebrows, suddenly surprised: "Slow, division ..."
Yan Zhengming's whole person has become a sword wind, and the wind fluttered and wrapped around the sword wind and flew out, the smile on his face became more and more subtle, and the pure black eyes almost turned into a pair of abyss. The toes lightly around Suzaku Tower, spreading his arms, it seems to want to embrace the sharp sword sword, and then Yan Zhengming slashed his sword from head to toe. Divided into two paths, half of the flesh lingered on one side, twitched a bit, and died, but the other half dissipated into a thick black mist. Instead of dodging, he rushed straight to Yan Zhengming.
The three copper coins in Yan Zhengming's hands slammed and slammed, and the black fog was a little meal. At this moment, Cheng Qian's sword had arrived, and the thick frost had formed an ice wall in an instant, which isolated the black fog. .
The three copper coins were detached from the wooden box, immersed directly in the head seal of Yan Zhengming's neck, and Yan Zhengming's head
hummed
, and felt for a moment that the Yuanshen was dragged from his body by some insurmountable force Go out, straight into the head seal.
All the complicated pictures flashed, a "click", Suzaku in the ground lock widened, Yan Zhengming turned black before opening his eyes, and found that he was in a strange place. The stone statue came alive, holding three Copper coins, sitting silently behind a stone table.
Yan Zhengming looked in horror from the reflection of a bowl of tea on the table, and found that he seemed to have entered the body of Shizu Beimingjun again.
He was a little bit crying and didn't know where the fate of this wicked ancestor was.
I saw that the atmosphere at both ends of the stone table was stagnant. A wooden sign was placed face down on the wooden table.
Yan Zhengming only felt a shock in his heart. On the one hand, he was astonished to see Master's name here, and on the other hand, it seemed to come from Bei Mingjun's heart.
Then I heard that Xu Yingzhi said, "Failure." 2k novel reading network