Chapter 727: Climbing and whiteheaded

The lake was turned away on both sides, and the crack was getting bigger and deeper. Fang Ming's eyes were also staring tightly at this crack, wanting to see the existence under the crack for the first time.
However, in this crack there is a golden light flash. These golden lights are criss-crossed, and Fang Ming's line of sight cannot see through the golden light.
"Hulu Geliku..."
The Duobao Ghost Master on the side had a dignified expression at this moment, recite a mantra in his mouth, and his body was shaking slightly. Opening the entrance to Tianbu Mountain was not an easy thing for him.
"Dorinau's cheeks..."
Finally, with a roar from Duobao Ghost Master, his entire face was also flushed to the extreme, and then his right foot stomped, and the whole lake surface suddenly turned up.
Two vortices appeared on the lake surface on both sides of the crack, and the vortex became larger and larger, stirring all the lake water, and even the crack began to appear distorted, and finally turned into a Tai Chi pattern, the crack is the dragon fish in Tai Chi Line, and those two swirls are black and white.
At this moment, one of the 18 waterfalls also appeared the phenomenon of a reverse flow of water. This backward waterfall turned into a water dragon sweeping towards Fang Ming, and immediately wrapped Fang Ming in it, and then whistled Going under the crack.
When the water dragon touched the golden nets interwoven by the golden light, Fang Ming in the water dragon was shocked to see, even if it was across the water dragon, but he could also feel the power of these golden nets. It’s his words. I’m afraid that if you touch your body, you will die.
If you compare Fang Ming to a mosquito, the net formed by these golden lights is a mosquito shoot, and the role of this water dragon is to protect Fang Ming.
The water dragon continued to shrink under the collision with the gold net, and Fang Ming's body continued to fall toward the crack. At the end, even Fang Ming did not know how deep he fell, because the water dragon's speed had no reference at all.
There are deep lakes on both sides, there are no animals, and there are no units of measurement. If you want to have them, it is a layer of gold nets that will appear every three seconds.
When the water dragon collided with the Golden Net for the last time, it finally dissipated completely, but fortunately, the Golden Net was gone. Fang Ming's eyes were only infinite darkness and deep.
boom!
Until the end, Fang Ming felt a flower in front of him, an extremely white light flashed over, and then a roar came, and the whole person lost consciousness.
Above the lake, looking at the tranquil lake, the expression of Duobao Ghost Master became very complicated, looking at the sky and whispering, "I don't know if the old man is right or wrong this time, even the prophecy failed. Guess, how many secrets are there in him?"
...
who am I?
where am I?
What should I do?
When Fang Ming woke up, he immediately asked himself which question was the most philosophical. It was only after Qingming was restored that it began to look around for four weeks.
In front of Fang Ming, there is a towering mountain, until the cloud, the whole mountain is full of majestic atmosphere, standing at the foot of the mountain and looking at the peak, you will find how small you are.
"This is Tianbu Mountain, a mountain born under a lake? Or is it a secret space?"
Fang Ming's face is thinking, if the mountain is in the real world, how could the mountain below the lake appear in the clouds, so there is only one explanation, where he is now in another space, one A secret realm independent of the real world.
The secret realm is the title of some independent spaces by the practitioners, and the formation of the secret realm is roughly divided into two types according to the analysis of the practitioners. One is those that can be created with great magical powers, just like the 33rd of Taoism. The heaven above the sky, the western bliss world that Buddhism promotes.
But Heavenly Court and the Western Elysium are created by the two most mythical powers, and of course include the Western Kingdom of God. In addition to these secret realms, there are other secret realms, but they are not so famous.
In addition to the creation of the secret realm, there is another kind of natural formation. This kind of secret realm is rarer and more unique, just like the news that has been reported but was soon erased by certain forces.
The lava world under the volcano, the snow-covered kingdom, and the space under the deep sea...
These secret environments formed by the specific environment are what many practitioners want to explore, because there are some extremely rare but extremely precious resources.
On the contrary, if the secret environment created by the powerful is not sure that there is something they want in it, the general practitioner will not go looking for it specifically. The reason is very simple. This kind of secret environment is quite a powerful home.
Who will not decorate his home? Ordinary people also know to install a security door or iron door to prevent the invasion and theft of bad people, not to mention those powerful.
There are guards in almost all powerful secret realms. After entering, cultivators don’t even get the chance and good things. I’m afraid they can’t even save their lives.
Looking away from the top of the mountain, Fang Ming looked forward, his brow furrowed, and there were bones in front of him. These people all fell to the ground. Obviously, they could be turned into bones at least for a long time.
"Where will Ling Wei be?"
Fang Ming looked around, Ling Wei came in a few days, and should not be far away in his ordinary capacity. Fang Ming took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms, folded it into a butterfly shape, and then Pinch the tactics with both hands and recite the mantra in his mouth.
Ling Wei's birthday was written on the yellow paper, in addition to Ling Wei's hair, which he found from Ling Chuchu, but after reading the spell, the paper butterfly still had no reaction at all.
After trying twice in a row, Fang Ming can finally determine that the rules of the avenue in this place are different from the outside world, and the techniques that the outside world can use are invalid here.
"No wonder that this is the holy place of the Eighteenth Village. If there is no wrong guess, it is estimated that only Guzhu can be used here. If an outsider breaks in, then it will become an ordinary person, and it will not cause anything here. damage."
Fang Ming said to himself, although he does not think that in such a mysterious and complicated way to open the entrance, there will be outsiders to break in, but the same means of the extremely powerful are also beyond his expectation, there may be forced to enter The method may also be.
"There is no trace of Ling Wei at the foot of the mountain. He is obviously on board."
After just sweeping around, Fang Ming had a rough judgment in his mind, and he didn't hesitate, he walked directly towards the mountain.
Tianbu Mountain is very large and tall, but it walks very flat, but Fang Ming soon found a strange place, that is, the more up, the fewer trees, he only climbed for an hour In addition to rocks, there are only some sparse vegetation on the mountain, which is not lush and tall.
"Strange, even if I can't use the power of the wizard, I shouldn't be so tired."
At an hour, Fang Ming found that he was breathing a little hard. This is a sign of fatigue. His physical fitness, even if he climbs Mount Everest, is not likely to be a little tired, let alone the mountain is so flat at the moment.
"Maybe it is caused by the different rules of the world's avenues, and even my body strength has been weakened."
Fang Ming continued to walk, and many corpses were found along the way. Some of these corpses have been completely transformed into bones, and some still have clothing preserved, but they all have a common feature, that is, they are all old people.
The teeth in the white bones were all shed, and the white hair of those corpses could also explain the age of the dead.
"Tianbu Mountain is a holy place for the Eighteenth Village. Only the ghost teacher and the owner candidates can come in. Isn't the Eighteenth Village also engaged in the old-age system? Those candidates are not too young?"
Fang Ming was suspicious, and intuitively told him something was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to be more careful.
After three hours, there was no vegetation on the mountain, only bare rocks were left. Fortunately, these rocks were uneven. As long as people walk on it, they will not fall or have no way to walk.
At the same time, Fang Ming also saw a figure appearing in front of him. An old man with modern clothes but rickety body and mostly white hair was slowly climbing towards the front.
"senior!"
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Ming finally shouted out, in his opinion this should be the candidate of the 18th Village.
The shout came, and the figure paused and turned back, revealing a rumpled face, but at first glance Fang Ming could tell that this was an old man in his fifties.
It's just that this face looks familiar.
However, when the old man responded, Fang Ming was stunned.
"You... who are you? I depend, how long is it like Fang Ming's guy, but older than Fang Ming, you will not be Fang Ming's brother."
The voice is the voice of people in their fifties, but there is this discourse in this tone. Who would say that except Ling Wei?
Almost at the next moment, Fang Ming stretched out his hand and touched it on his face. After the hand was put down, the expression on his face was full of horror, and the look of Ling Wei was also complicated.
"I am Fang Ming."
Answering Ling Wei's words, Fang Ming's tone was deep, and he finally knew why he saw all the old people's bodies along the way. It was not the old people when they died, but because the mountain was depriving people of their vitality.
No wonder the vegetation is getting scarcer as it goes up. In the end, even a weed cannot be seen. How much human life is stronger than the vegetation, but people can't bear it, let alone the vegetation.
"You are Fang Ming?" Ling Wei stared at Fang Ming with a suspicion, and asked with some disbelief: "How are you the same as when you are ten years old?"
Fang Ming looked at Ling Wei with deep eyes. He would like to say that I am only ten years old. Look at yourself.
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