Chapter 874 Dragon Beard Root
In the sixth formation, the shade of the trees shattered the dim sunlight, and spots fell on the chessboard.
The fog filled the formation, like a dream. Ouyang Ming frowned. After dozens of moves in the third game, he fell into a disadvantage. Tian Yuan didn't dare to fight, and Dalong didn't dare to do it. He had to think for a long time for each move.
He knew in his heart that he couldn't compete with Xu Junqing on the chessboard.
Suddenly, the words of the woman in red suddenly came to his mind, this formation doesn't care about the formation, it's only about asking the heart.
"Single talk about Wenxin...Since Wenxin why does he want to play chess?" The voice roared in his mind and gradually became the only voice.
The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the chessboard turned into a black and white wooden fish diagram, constantly rotating. A light spot suddenly appeared in his spiritual world.
Without any hesitation, the sunspot on the right hand fell majesticly, and the whole chessboard was revitalized with the breath raised.
Xu Junqing smiled, and suddenly the whole space brightened up, and said: "As a man, you should regard the sky as your chessboard player, so that it will be enjoyable to play like this. You are very talented, but you don't want to fight too much. This is commendable. , but the catastrophe is approaching, the world is like a melting pot, who doesn't want to crawl in it, the way of formation is naturally excellent as an auxiliary, but it can't be used as the main way to improve."
Before the voice fell, all the light spots on the chessboard seemed to come alive, shining brilliantly, the sixth formation was broken, and the figure of the woman in red slowly dissipated.
Ouyang Ming was stunned, a hurricane blew up in the spiritual world. After a while, he cupped his fists and bowed. This time, in fact, it can only be considered a draw, the woman in red didn't win, but he lost, lost to himself, lost to Dao Xin.
Rhubarb and Multi-armed Vajra walked over at the same time, Rhubarb was supple, and he grinned and said, "All six formations are broken?"
The multi-armed king also pricked up his ears, lest he missed a little detail.
Ouyang Ming took a breath and said, "It's broken, but the sixth formation..." He didn't finish, but sighed heavily.
After walking through the formation, Ouyang Ming looked around, and the underground palace seemed empty.
Burning candles, the fire is dim, but it has a special charm, and there are nine stone steps at the end of the underground palace.
At the bottom of the stone steps, Xingying alone placed a wooden frame, and there were many cardinal boxes on the wooden frame.
Together with the two beasts, Ou Yangming walked up and down under the wooden frame, with the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile, and picked up an old wooden box.
The wood is nanmu, medium quality, neither good nor bad, the box is covered with dust, a sense of vicissitudes rippling away, bitten by insects to make pinhole-like holes, it seems that a little touch will turn into sawdust and shatter, Compared with the other cardinal boxes on the shelf, whose materials are unknown, but which have not been scratched by fire or knife, it is so shabby.
Ou Yangming looked up and down, and laughed teasingly: "Look carefully, it doesn't have a taste."
I took out an ancient scroll from the dilapidated wooden box, opened the first page, and just looked at the numbers, my heart was shocked immediately, and I couldn't help but meditate: "The disaster in the spiritual world has a long history, and it should be traced back to the Middle Ages. But the most serious one was the catastrophe ten thousand years ago. Tens of thousands of lives were wiped out, and the rolling mountains were almost flattened. Regret. To understand the Dao, after breaking through the sky, I leave the underground palace here for those who are destined to understand the formation, ask questions, and sign, Xu Junqing."
This font is arrogant and completed in one go, as if carved into rice paper with a seal knife abruptly, it is reflected in the mind.
But what was recorded later was mostly trivial matters, and Ouyang didn't skip it, and read it word by word. After thinking about it, I was very puzzled in my heart, what is the disaster of ten thousand years? It's not mentioned in the text at all.
His mind was like a mess, getting more and more chaotic, and finally sighed quietly: "Forget it, all of this will eventually come to light."
Walking slowly to the bottom of the steps, a pool of starlight like a clear spring sprinkles from the steps above, reflecting on the wooden frame, which looks extremely mysterious.
As soon as he took a step, his figure was like a ray of breeze, and when he stepped on the first stone step, a bright starry sky was reflected in his eyes.
The starlight exudes charming brilliance, like fireflies on a summer night, connecting each other into countless perfect arcs, far away and empty, interlaced with each other, if it can transform into three thousand in the world of mortals, the heavens are wonderful, and people are fascinated by it. The mind is completely silent.
And a bluestone that seems to be able to reach the sky is embedded in the starry sky one after another, without any support, winding away, as if there is no end.
Ou Yangming's eyes showed doubts, and he murmured: "It's just nine stone steps, why does it seem to have no end..." He had a deeper understanding of Xu Junqing's methods in his heart.
At this moment, an indifferent voice exploded in Ouyang Ming's mind.
"What is a gun?" The voice turned into notes and exploded directly.
Ou Yangming didn't think about it, and said in a low voice: "Plucking flowers and picking leaves can be used as a gun, and the petals and leaves in your hand are the guns." As soon as the voice fell, he stepped up the first bluestone steps, with stars shining around him, as if he could grab it easily. The starlight drew perfect arcs, surrounding him.
"What is a gun?" The voice did not change at all, and echoed again.
Ouyang Ming pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you have a gun in your heart, you have a gun in your hand. You can do it by looking at the snow-capped mountains and rivers." He took another step forward, getting closer to the sky, once, twice, each time at the same time. One question, what is a gun? Ouyang Ming kept waking up and asking himself, what exactly is a gun? Is it the six-foot-long Fantie in your hand?
I don't know how long it took, he stepped on the bluestone, his body stood in the air, his hands could pick up stars, and his feet were like the moon.
But the doubts in the eyes became more and more serious. Bloodshots appeared in the depths of the pupils, and the body was sweating profusely. The whole person seemed to be soaked in salt water, and he muttered to himself: "What is the real gun way?" ?” Looking at the starry sky under his feet, he felt at a loss, what is real and what is false?
Suddenly, a stabbing pain came, and he woke up like a madman.
"The way of marksmanship is an illusory thing. The stronger the heart of gain and loss, the more you want to get closer, but it will gradually drift away, like a straight line spreading to both ends, and there will be no day of intersection."
He breathed out a mouthful of filthy air, slowly closed his eyes, and guarded the Lingtai, a kind of free and easy mood suddenly swayed, the grass stretched endlessly, the waves rippling like waves, and the gun shadow moves in his mind emerged bit by bit, They are all top-notch marksmanship. If they are thrown into the big dye vat of the spirit world, there will be bloody storms.
But he didn't even look at it, and fell into his own world.
In a dilapidated small courtyard, with a wooden spear in his hand, he only practiced chopping, stabbing, and looting, without any aura, and no energy.
In the summer, under the scorching sun, when you are tired, wipe off your sweat, and drink a sip of sweet well water with a grin. In the winter, facing the heavy snow, you chop and stab along the howling north wind, without any sense of arrogance.
Day after day, year after year, no matter whether it is cold or hot, he hacked, slashed, stabbed and looted five thousand times each.
The true meaning of Dao in his body is getting weaker and weaker. If there is no time in this hut, he seems to have forgotten the time. The energy and blood in his body are restrained.
Suddenly, just as he was dying, he suddenly opened his eyes and said flatly: "Enough is enough..."
The thatched hut was hidden in his soul bit by bit, he straightened up, looked at the sky, and said in a low voice: "The gun is unyielding, even if it is plain, but the soul of life and death is immortal. With a gun in my hand, I can sweep away the world unyielding."
As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart, and the endless blue stone steps were condensed into one. He stepped up and sighed: "The marksmanship is not that complicated. What is complicated is the human heart. The blue stone steps are not so complicated." There are so many, but there is only one, only one step, understanding is one step, not understanding is eternity.”
He looked at the palm of his hand, and there was a shadow of a spear, which was ordinary. Ouyang Ming shook his head: "It is only today that I fully understand the true meaning of the way of spearmanship. This is the real state of mastery of spearmanship." Immediately, he raised his palm. , using the palm as a spear, swiping forward, countless spear shadows burst out, like a real dragon entering the sea, and directly split the starry sky curtain into two halves.
As soon as the starry sky shattered, a brocade box appeared at the end of the stone steps, as if it had stood for eternity.
Rhubarb and Multi-armed King Kong also walked to Ouyang Ming's side at the same time, and asked in a muffled voice, "What's in this box?" As they spoke, they wanted to raise their hands to grab.
"Be careful!" Ouyang Ming called out softly, and played out a technique to lift the ban, his wrist fluttered, and suddenly, a wisp of black air drifted away.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Xu Junqing is at least one step ahead, who knows how clever her methods are, maybe the Venerable will be seriously injured if the miasma invades his body, right?
The brocade box was opened, and a six-inch-long, pitch-black rhizome lay in it, covered with circles and circles of patterns, deep and unfathomable.
Rhubarb muttered: "It's so ordinary, it's nothing special..."
On the contrary, the multi-armed Vajra looked dignified, with a faint feeling of oppression in his heart.
The identification light in Ouyang Ming's hand lit up, and a message immediately appeared in his spiritual world.
His face changed slightly, and he said in a sharp voice: "The root of the dragon's beard, the beard of the evil dragon, tempered with the essence of heaven and earth, is the top refining material. The dragon's nature is inherently proud, and the dragon's beard is difficult to melt into ordinary fire." As soon as the voice fell, A look of ecstasy appeared on his face. Ever since the blood coagulation spear exploded and collapsed, he didn't even have a handy weapon. He didn't expect to get the root of the dragon's beard in this underground palace. Why didn't he feel happy.
The multi-armed Vajra cupped his hands slightly, and said: "Congratulations, master, for refining a spear with this thing, the world is so big, the master can go and get it.!"
Ouyang Ming scolded with a smile: "You are not a good flatterer."
The multi-armed King Kong touched his head with a sneer, looking a little simple and honest, while Da Huang looked like a money fanatic, and his saliva was almost dripping down.
Ou Yangming carefully put the root of the dragon's beard into the space bag, looked around the underground palace, and sighed: "There are endless good fortune in the death forest, it is true."
The benefits he got in the underground palace this time can be described as extremely rich. First, Rhubarb awakened the blood of the dragon clan, and then he realized the way of truth and illusion. The six great formations made his foundation extremely strong It is thick and thick, and it also has the root of the dragon's beard...just one kind, it is very enviable.
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