Chapter 294: Tracing people

The four stone walls are covered with moss, and from time to time there are drops of water running down the stone.
The wet ground in the cave, the wet insects, came out of the soil and came to the stone road, stupidly crawling along the water stains.
If they have nothing to do, they pass through the red-lighted symbols and walk through the array.
The bright red light will make the caves sinister and strange.
Such a deep stone road, just standing in the hole, makes people feel fearful and cold.
The two magical guards of the goalkeeper, the body is tight, seemingly guarding the surrounding, but can not help but over and over again to look at the wall and the ground covered with red plaques, want to see from the red traces of the slowly extending flow changes, see A little advantage, if you can understand the mysterious method, then hit the big luck!
It’s just that they have studied hard and tried to figure out the wisdom and still have nothing to gain.
There was a light cough in the ear, and the two demons were awakened by the students. They suddenly looked up and dissatisfied, and wanted to see who they were, and disturbed them.
The white scorpion was holding his arm and stood in front of them with a bit of ridicule.
Although she is not high, she is Chen He's confidant, and somehow, the flames of the lord will add to her green eyes.
If you change the woman next to you, the magical masters who have a bad heart will always have some rumors, but the reputation of the white priest in the low-ranking monks is not small, and the appearance is also unusual. If someone is jealous of how to say how to be white How, on the contrary, will attract everyone's ridiculous eyes.
Magic Road, has not been famous for many years.
Bai Yu won the ancient Mozong inheritance, the future is limitless, even if she is a high-powered woman, she is not willing to offend her easily.
There are demons that can't see the five poisonous doors because of the white scorpion. They have to be biased from the flames. They are quietly hands-on. This is a dark current. When it is not going to break out, the Yuzhou magic road seems to be a kind of peace. Everyone does not fight each other. Heart-like - the person who shows this is dead.
He died on the battlefield of the two devils.
Because the flames of the sage, can not tolerate others to disobey his meaning - what kind of ideas, first prove how much you have, even your own life can not be saved from the hands of the righteous monk, talk about what else.
So the magic repair in front of Chen He became more and more unassuming, even the white 蜈 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐 隐
"It turned out to be a white girl. Is there anything I want to see and see?"
"It is precisely those remnants of the right way that they are trying to stop the magic repairs from occupying the two states of Jiangnan." Bai Yuyang raised a jade-like thing in his hands. "There is a dense array of papers, paper cranes can't come in, and the sky is sacred." Waiting for the reply."
The defender of the goalkeeper smiled and said: "The white girl also said, here is the array of symbols, I am just here, I want to inform the Sayādaw, but I don't have this skill."
This is true.
The white crease frowned, and she did not understand why Chen Wo had to go to such a place to retreat.
There are many places in the northern spiritual veins. It is not difficult to choose one place as the Dongfu from the current name of the flames, but Chen He still lives in Yuzhou City.
Any dusty gas should be unfavorable to the monks.
Said to retreat, but ordered people to dig such a dark road on the edge of the Yellow River, built a stone wall, painted on the dark and wet slate and soil, the river is running outside the dark road, if not the monk's ability, such a retreat The place will be completely destroyed by the continuous infiltration of water in a few days.
In particular, after entering the place, Bai Hao felt a danger.
It seems that someone opened his eyes and swept like a slap.
- In this gaze perception, she is no different from the insects on the stone wall.
The white scorpion was trembling with the wrists of many silver ornaments, and the fear suddenly appeared in her heart, so that her eyes were bright. The worms will go to the food without hesitation, and let the white cockroaches become addicted, that is, stronger power.
She has always believed that only by seeing the "powerful" realm and understanding what kind of existence is there, in the future, it is possible for him to become such a person.
"Supreme."
Bai Yu cautiously and reverently introduced the sound into the dark caves.
She was only aware of the fact that Chen He was using the gods to sweep the three people in front of the hole.
He sat down on his knees, as if there were any invisible things holding him in general. The aura and the real yuan constantly rushed out of the acupoints. After gathering and entangled, they fell into the right hand of the spirit and the law.
As the gods turn into a myriad of filaments, they slowly flow.
The heart is hollow, no sadness and no joy.
A bead that emits white mist in the purple house of Zifu is dripping, and countless images follow the white fog. Chen He draws away from the gods and always stands idly by.
Finally, the bead slowly subsided and stood still.
Chen He led the real elements in the Baimai and Siji, all rushed to the head, and when he was stunned, his face became pale, and the frontal horns burst into violent, faint and painful colors.
The airflow around the body is fluctuating violently
However, a few steps away, the insects crawling in the cracks of the stone did not feel the power of this monk, because this power is almost indistinguishable from the heavens and the earth.
After a while, there was a red light on the ground, and a few feet of insects suddenly turned into fly ash.
Chen He took a long breath and he thought about his forehead.
He is not in the middle of the stone, and he investigates where his brain was wounded.
The past lives away from the flames of the sages, and the cultivation is already high, but the problem of this amnesia has not been good. Obviously, it is not the same as that of the people in the Heiyuan Valley. The Mahayana is definitely not cured.
This problem is not heavy, it is light.
Chen He naturally wants to cure it, but this injury makes him feel helpless and tricky.
The darkness of the stone that contains the innate fire spirit can indeed be cultivated as the age of Chen He grows longer and deeper, and slowly healed by the aura, and Chen He both received the stone fire. The real yuan and the three real fires, regardless of each other, have delayed this dark injury.
The wound and its own breath are generally the same, it is regarded as "nothing."
Chen Wo deliberately digs a cave that separates the atmosphere of fire. He has spurred the real yuan several times, and wants to heal the dark wound. He really wants to have the power of stone fire, toss and go, in addition to adding pain, half a bit There is no use.
"Humph."
This sound is full of irritating sounds, and the three people in the hole are shocked.
Chen He gave up the problem of curing his amnesia, and his mood was naturally unhappy. He got up and walked out of the cave. With the pace, God read and erased the fullness of the earth, and he also clearly saw the effect of this movement:
Except for the last, the mood floated, causing a small piece of tiny insects to smash the bones, and everything else was properly done, as nothing happened.
For your own strength, you can put it in, and this is the ultimate.
God can read the array, can kill people who are arrogant, and at the same time do not harm the life of the ants, this is what I want before, life and death.
The two magic repairs that were kept at the entrance of the cave were the late Yuan Ying. They quickly noticed the change of Chen He. Although they couldn’t tell what it was, they still clamored for the same thing:
Congratulations to the nobles for re-entering.

"The right way must be ruined, and the position of the sacred sage must indeed sit for the savior."
Chen Wo did not care.
He didn't go to the East China Sea to find Shen Yubai's idea of ​​hitting a plane. What is the only way to stay in the world? Why should you care about the world's best name?
Bai Hao saw a clue, she began to swear: Chen Wo should not have to fly!
Imagine the two battles of the devil, the magic road here without retreating, the right way to win without fighting, all because the flames of the lord to fly up, how to listen to this is like a joke.
Chen He took the jade slip sent by Bai Yu leisurely, and casually read it with his knowledge. He smiled without interest:
"In the right way, all the people of the Uighurs, the Supreme Gods are also troubled?"
"Sir, this time I heard that the Western Regions Akasaka is coming..."
Fu Liyun's martial art.
Chen He thought lazily, waving at random: "Returning to Yuzhou City, this dark road has been withdrawn."
This is the meaning of not coming back. The two magical lookes are happy, no one is a mouse, and I like to be here all day.
The more you go out, the more the demons are on standby, or the low-ranking monks. Most of them are doing tricks to build dark passages, keeping them from being washed by water. Without identity, many people don’t even dare to look at Chen Wo.
"Take the ten stone spirits and reward them." Chen He whispered.
His gaze suddenly pointed to a figure that had been recognized behind the crowd.
Chen He looked thoughtfully: "Who is the idea, built here?"
The demons were shocked and looked at each other without snoring.
"I ordered it suddenly and it was very weird. You can do it right, just like being proficient in building a dark road by the water." Chen Wo took the look of each of them into the eye.
Seeing that everyone is still biting the scalp, Chen Wo said with impatience: "How did the people who fly the main island of Qiong came to me?"
This time, the demons were shocked and thought that there was something wrong with them. Where did they dare to be able to bear the brilliance and swear, and let the last Tsing Yi women in the crowd get out.
Under the eyes of the public, the female practitioner bowed to the bow without hesitation:
"Chen Gongzi, Jing Hao has already redeemed himself, no longer the maid of the sinking island."
"Oh?"
Chen He did have some accidents. When he knew that Luo Jingyi had worked as a maid of Shen Yubai, Luo Jingyi was already his capable man. He did not ask why Luo Jingyu had to leave the East China Sea to loyal to himself during the chaos of the Central Plains.
Heroes are out in the chaos, but isn’t the hero a chance to take advantage of the chaos?
Luo Jingyi has the ability and ambition. In the future, it is a magical deity. It is also possible to be a maid for a lifetime. However, this situation is different. He is afraid that he will be the leader of the magic road for more than two hundred years. Luo Jingwei built it at this time. At the base period, you should not step into the Central Plains at all.
- No strength, no big ambition, just a castle in the air.
"When the sea drifted, you help each other, I still remember." Chen Wo stared at Luo Jingwei, "What are your requirements, you can say it."
The demons immediately cast a complex and envious look at Luo Jingyu.
Luo Jingxuan was silent. Her beautiful eyebrows were full of sorrow, and she said with respect and respect for a long time: "I want to find one person. Shendao said that only follow Chen Gongzi... No, it is possible to meet with the Supreme again."
Chen He raised his eyebrows and raised his hand at random.
Others can only see him talking to Luo Jingyu, but can't hear any voice.
"Who are you looking for?"
Luo Jingqi answered the question: "I am from Luoyang. My father sold my brother and sister because of gambling. I was a maid in Feiqiong Island. My younger brother was bought by a monk. I have seen each other occasionally for so many years. Peace, I thought... In short, he went to the mirage of the South China Sea a few years ago and never returned."
Chen He does not ban the recollection of the bead: When the swallowing of the beasts is plundering, is there a monk who is killed?
No, if it is dead, Luo Jingyi will not have to find it.
I have to follow my own to have hope, but is it -
"His name is Luo Chengzhen..."
Luo Jingyu tightened his eyebrows. "The Shendao Lord said that there is no more Luocheng in the world, only Yang Xinyue."
The author has something to say: look at the name is a family, Jing Jing, then I am in the city