Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 172 Golden Bell and Silver Thread
Tang Huayi took Li Tianyu with him, and Luo Qingyi chased after him.

Jingtan layman followed closely behind.

There is no need to say more about Dao Wuming.

Ning Jiuyuan would definitely catch up. Although Gu Shengyan was reluctant and a little resistant to the surrounding environment, he saw that Dao Wuming and Ning Jiuyuan were gone.

I can only keep up honestly.

In this way, only the famous Cheng Tianyang, Mr. Da and others remained in this inn.

Look at the people in the Blood Knife Hall outside.

Xuanyuan Yidao had already gotten up from the ground. He was seriously injured and was supported by two disciples.

But he had no intention of healing his wounds. He waved his hand and directed the disciples of Blood Knife Hall to chase him.

Cheng Tianyang thought for a moment, whether he could stay here and just watch.

He had no choice but to leave some more people to look after the escorts, and then led the rest of the people to chase them.

There are many of them and they set out the latest.

After walking along the trail for about a cup of tea, I heard the faint sound of bells ringing in the air.

Looking for the sound, I saw a lonely human head flying in the air under the rainy night.

Cheng Tianyang frowned slightly:
"Be careful, there is a formation!"

He had already seen that the head seemed to be hanging in the air, but was actually connected by silk threads.

"It's raining heavily tonight and the view is not clear. Someone has formed a hanging thread formation here to invite you to enter the urn.

“This man beheaded people with silk threads, as if he were searching for something from a bag.

"If you step into this formation, if you are not careful, it may fall apart and fall into pieces!

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and investigate."

"Chief escort, no!"

Someone behind him immediately said:
"This place is extremely dangerous, and you cannot risk yourself."

Cheng Tianyang shook his head:

"Jiang Shaoxia and the others are rare benevolent and righteous people in the world. We are restricted by the rules and cannot act rashly. I feel sorry for my friends.

“Now that we know they may be in danger, how can we turn a blind eye?
"Okay, don't talk nonsense. You are here to take care of me. I will come as soon as I go."

All the escorts frowned suddenly. They wanted to persuade but knew they couldn't. They could only sigh:

"Then I'll wait here for the chief escort."

Cheng Tianyang nodded slightly, and was about to move forward, but seemed to have thought of something, so he stretched out his hand:
"Give me a knife."

Immediately a bodyguard handed him the sword.

After taking the single sword, he turned around and stepped into the silk circle.

But he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and when he turned around, it was Man Shengming who was following him.

Their eyes met, Man Shengming spoke softly:
"Together."

"it is good."

Cheng Tianyang smiled casually, and then cautiously explored forward with Man Shengming.

In the early stage of this hanging thread formation, there are still large gaps. Although it is a bit dangerous, it is not too much.

The two people walked forward and quickly found the traces. They saw Cheng Tianyang stretched out his hand and lightly scratched it. A sharp pain suddenly came from his fingertips. It turned out that he had been scratched by this almost invisible thin line.

A trace of blood appeared out of thin air and was washed away by the rain.

Cheng Tianyang pondered for a moment, glanced at Man Shengming, saw him nodding slightly, and then held the handle of the knife with his backhand.

A sudden slash!
Just listen to the sound of jingling bells.

For a moment, buzzing sounds came from all directions one after another.

Cheng Tianyang's expression changed drastically:
"not good!!"

Not only did this knife fall not cut off the thread, but it actually caused it to roll back like a wave.

Under such a counterattack, if they could not protect themselves, they would be caught in the waves and die in pieces.

Too startled to care about anything else, Cheng Tianyang changed his footwork and struck four nine-layer shocking palms in succession.

His palm power is powerful, and a strike of his palm is like a strong wind sweeping through.

He just pushed the thin line so that he wouldn't be killed immediately.

Immediately afterwards, I felt my wrist tighten, and the next moment, I was pulled by Man Shengming and started to flow through the thread.

Cheng Tianyang's face turned pale for a moment.

He thought that even if he tried his best, he might not be able to shake off this thin thread and kill him. If he was running around like this, if he didn't get caught by the thread, he would end up being torn apart.

This precious word is like gold, why is it so powerful?

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard screams coming from not far away.

Looking up, he saw that the disciples of the Blood Sword Hall were also caught in this formation and were being chopped into pieces by the flying filaments.

Their martial arts skills are not as good as those of Cheng Tianyang and Man Shengming, and they are not as good at maneuvering as Man Shengming...

If you fall into this place, you will naturally die but not live.

Just when Cheng Tianyang was enjoying watching the excitement, he suddenly felt his feet tremble and turned around to find that Man Shengming had stopped.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it is not complicated.

Is this...a life from death?

Cheng Tianyang was surprised and happy for a moment, but couldn't help but look at Man Shengming, wondering how he did it.

Man Shengming thought for a while and then uttered four words:

"Qimen...Dunjia."

"It turns out that Man Daxia is also proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia?
"Disrespect, disrespect!"

Cheng Tianyang quickly clasped his fists.

Man Shengming shook his head:
"I understand a little... I understand a little... you... just take a look..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed. Cheng Tianyang looked along his finger and saw that 'Li Tianxin', Luo Qingyi and others were not far away from where they were.

Just as Dao Wuming, Ning Jiuyuan and others were getting together, they were talking about something.

Immediately said quickly:

"Mandarin, how do we get there?"

"Follow...I'll come."

His reputation as a hero lives up to his reputation. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, he is also extremely knowledgeable.

The formation that the old man arranged here had no mystery at all in his eyes.

So much so that when he led Cheng Tianyang to find 'Li Tianxin' and others, it was as easy as stepping into his own back garden.

In the blink of an eye, they were already close, and they heard the nameless deep voice say:

"From this point of view, this person must be the 'Golden Bell and Silver Thread' of the past!"

"Golden bell and silver thread?"

Cheng Tianyang was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said:

"Could the golden bell and silver thread that my brother mentioned be the gravedigger who ran rampant in the past?"

"Mr. Cheng's escort is here."

"Meet Mr. Process."

Hearing Cheng Tianyang speak, everyone immediately saw him again.

After each of them said a few polite words, Dao Wuming said:
"Mr. Cheng's words are correct. Just now when I saw the old man using his methods, the only thing I could think of was Mr. Silver Line.

"This man uses thread as a blade and his methods are extremely sharp. Many years ago, a large tomb was discovered in Beihuai.

“The imperial court immediately sent someone to look after him, but he didn’t expect that he would still be visited by these rats.

“And this group of people is led by Jin Ling Yin Xian.

"They killed all the officers and soldiers at the time, dug the grave... and even arranged the 'Thousand Bells and Ten Thousand Renren Formation' around the grave.

"It took three years, but it was difficult to break them all. It is said that even now, sometimes there are small beasts in the mountains who are injured by the silver wires set back then... and their legs and feet were broken in vain."

Cheng Tianyang suddenly realized:
"The Thousand Bells and Ten Thousand Ren Formation... no wonder it is so powerful.

"I have heard about these two people before, but weren't they killed ten years ago?"

Dao Wuming shook his head slightly, and while speaking, he led everyone forward:

"If you talk about other things, Xiaosheng may not really know.

“However, this matter has been heard.

“Back then, they were not executed, but submitted to the imperial court.

"Just because Mrs. Jinling is pregnant..."

"pregnant?"

Tang Huayi raised his eyebrows: "What does this have to do with surrendering to the imperial court?"

"Hey, Brother Li doesn't know something."

Dao Wuming glanced at this fellow Taoist and chuckled:
"The golden bell and silver thread have been digging graves for many years, which is harmful to one's morality. In addition, the corpse energy in the ancient tomb is too strong, and it has been active underground for many years. How can it be of any benefit to the child?
"So, as soon as the child was born, he looked sleepy and ready to die.

"At that time, the only way to save the child was to obtain the most precious treasure, the Falling Star Bead, so that he could barely survive.

"However, the 'Luo Xing Bead' has been enshrined in Qintian Prison for generations, and not to mention that they are two tomb robbers, even if they are relatives of the emperor, there is absolutely no reason to lend it to them.

“So the only way they can think of is to submit to the imperial court.

“These two people have extraordinary backgrounds, and the skills they have learned are unparalleled in the world.

"In addition, the late emperor was ill at the time and was planning the imperial tomb... what they learned could be put to use.

“It should be through this opportunity that they can successfully surrender.

“It’s just that no one else knows what happened after that.

"But I didn't expect that Mr. Silver Thread would show up here ten years later."

Tang Huayi and others were somewhat silent when they heard this.

Knowing that even if Jin Ling Yin Xian surrendered to the imperial court, it would not be that easy to obtain the Falling Star Bead.

However, parents who love their children will naturally overcome all difficulties and try every means to solve these problems.It's just that as time goes by, Mr. Silver Thread has ended up here. Why he is here is not something they can guess by just using their brains here.

"It's here!"

Jingtan layman suddenly said:
"I think this Thousand Bells and Ten Thousand Ren Formation was not acquired in one day, but must have been accumulated over many years.

"The core of the formation is right here... there must be a mystery around here."

Man Shengming glanced around, then suddenly took a step forward, reaching out and groping lightly on one side.

After a moment, he suddenly stretched out his fingers and gently grabbed it.

Just as a click was heard, a secret door suddenly opened on the mountain wall on one side.

Everyone looked at each other:
"Let's go in."

Tang Huayi looked back at the Blood Sword Hall disciples who were trapped by the Thousand Bells and Ten Thousand Ren Formation.

I have never seen Xuanyuan Yida... nor Chi Lin from Benleitang.

She pondered slightly and said to Li Tianyu:

"Tianyu, don't follow me in, just stay here.

"There are Thousands of Bells and Tens of Thousands of Rings formation around them. It's not that easy for them to break through the formation and get here.

"If you don't like anyone, just shoot them to death with an arrow.

"Anyone who dares to come within ten feet of this place will be killed without mercy."

"Yes."

Li Tianyu immediately agreed, took off the long bow behind him, and stared at the surroundings.

After Tang Huayi arranged this matter, he relaxed a little.

Apart from the Mr. Silver Line in the inn tonight, the most important thing is the Benlei Hall and the Blood Knife Hall.

The Blood Knife Hall was obviously malicious and wanted to snatch Jiang Ran's Jiao Wei Qin.

Ben Lei Tang is a means of secretly poking.

Both of these cannot be ignored.

Now the Thousand Bells and Thousands of Rings array is naturally deployed here, plus Li Tianyu who has the arrows to chase the clouds and the moon.

With such a combination, it would be difficult for the two of them to break through even if they have great abilities.

And, take a thousand steps back.

Even if he really rushed over and killed Li Tianyu, it would not be a big loss to himself and Jiang Ran.

With this in her mind, she stopped thinking about it and followed everyone into the secret passage.

There are not many twists and turns in this secret passage, it just goes all the way down.

Not far away, I heard the sound of low roars and screams reaching my ears.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound. They took a few steps to look, and suddenly their eyes suddenly opened up.

A huge underground hall appeared in front of everyone.

On both sides of the hall are placed a rack of torture instruments, and in the middle are chopping boards, stone mills, steamers, oil pans, iron tongs, steel cones and other items...

Screams came from the shelf on one side.

There is a person tied to that shelf.

This man was naked from the waist up, with protruding veins on his forehead, and more than thirty silver needles pricking his head all over.

The man's eyes were glazed over and he was drooling.

Sometimes he growls, sometimes he screams, like a wounded beast.

"Senior Brother!!!"

As soon as Ning Jiuyuan saw him, her eyes suddenly turned red.

The person who was being tortured was none other than Feng Wu.

It is really unimaginable that Feng Wu, who was full of youthful spirit before eating, was tortured into such a state in this short period of time.

Ning Jiuyuan took a step forward and reached out to pull the silver needle on his head.

But just as his finger was about to fall, he stopped again.

This time, she didn't need anyone to stop her. She knew that pulling her out like this was unreasonable.

This silver needle looks fierce, who knows how it was driven into the head?

I don't know what happened, so I forcefully pulled him off. What if it killed Feng Wu's life? What should I do?
Ning Jiuyuan was at a loss for a moment and could only cry.

This is really a disaster for them.

Originally, he was planning to return to Qifeng Villa in Changqing Mansion with Dao Wuming and the others.

Who would have thought that an abandoned inn that lived in the middle would end up in such a state?
"Miss Ning, don't panic. There is no trace of the old man here. There must be some mystery inside."

Dao Wuming said in a deep voice:
"If we find this person, there may be a way to rescue Mr. Feng."

Ning Jiuyuan nodded immediately after hearing this:

"Senior is right about what he said, find him... we must find him!"

And when she said this, she heard a click.

The wall on one side suddenly rose, revealing a portal.

Everyone looked at the door and saw Man Shengming standing silently aside, cherishing his words like gold.

"go!"

……

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"Eighteen Heavenly Demon Records, the most miserable in all time!?"

Jiang Ran and Ruan Yuqing were already standing on the middle platform.

Just standing here and looking at the sword array around him, Jiang Ran couldn't help but frown slightly:
"What exactly does this sentence mean?"

"Could it be said that these eighteen cruel reliefs record the eighteen martial arts recorded by the Eighteen Heavenly Demons?"

Ruan Yuqing made a hesitant guess.

Jiang Ran shook his head decisively:

"This is impossible."

He learned about the Eighteen Heavenly Demon Records from Tang Huayi's mouth.

I know that these are the eighteen supreme magic skills of the demon sect.

So far, Jiang Ran knows that Li Feiyun's "Blood Cauldron Scripture", the leader of the demon sect's "Great Self-Heavenly Demon Ten Thousand Thoughts Technique", and even Tang Huayi's "Heaven's Secret Fighting Transformation Technique" all come from this. Eighteen Heavenly Demon Records.

Although the number is consistent with the eighteen swords, it is absolutely impossible for this mere relief to contain such profound martial arts.

Ruan Yuqing also felt that his guess was a bit outrageous.

Just for a moment, I couldn't figure out the key.

Sighed:

"A hundred years ago, Chu Nanfeng, the best master in the world, defeated the Demon Sect.

"The Eighteen Heavenly Demonic Records have since scattered across the world... and there have been numerous murders in the past hundred years.

"But I didn't expect that under this small inn, Qiuciyi, there would be something related to the Eighteen Heavenly Demonic Records.

"If what this eternal sorrow said is not the record of the Eighteen Heavenly Demons...

"Could it be these eighteen reliefs? Could it be one of the martial arts in the Eighteen Heavenly Demon Records?"

Jiang Ran's expression suddenly felt strange:
"I thought so too...just..."

The two people looked at each other and thought of the pattern carved on the relief, and felt a little unacceptable for a moment.

If their guess is true, then what price do you have to pay to practice this martial art?
'Heart-eating', 'bone-crushing', 'burning', 'fire-cooking', 'long needles piercing the brain', all kinds of miserable conditions.

Any of these tortures can cause death on the spot.

Who can really master this martial arts?

"It's impossible."

Jiang Ran struggled to the end and shook his head: "Besides, this is not common sense at all."

Ruan Yuqing originally wanted to say, 'How can people from the Demon Cult use common sense to reason'.

But judging from others, I also feel that this possibility is very slim.

The two people speculated back and forth, and both felt that this matter was too ridiculous, so they stopped worrying about it and turned to look at the coffin.

Then I discovered that there was a stalagmite directly above the coffin.

On the stalagmites, there were faint traces of blood flowing down.

It happened to drip on the coffin, and it was like a blooming flower bud.

Jiang Ran and Ruan Yuqing looked at each other and slowly came to the coffin.

Looking closely, he discovered that there was a hole in the lid of the coffin.

"The blood is not meant to flow on the coffin, but to flow through the coffin and into the inside..."

When Jiang Ran said this, he said to Ruan Yuqing:
"Miss Ruan, please hold your breath for a moment."

Ruan Yuqing nodded immediately, Jiang Ran lifted it with one palm, and the lid of the coffin flew up immediately.

When the sky turned, the scene inside suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ran and Ruan Yuqing.

Just looking at this scene, the two of them were surprised at the same time.

There were actually two corpses in this coffin.

One body was embedded in the lid of the coffin, with its limbs and head nailed with iron nails, and a shining orb in its mouth.

A drop of crystal liquid condensed on the orb. Before it fell, it flowed back into the corpse's mouth as Jiang Ran opened it.

In addition, there is another corpse in this coffin.

Although it was just a glimpse, the two of them could see that the corpse was short in stature and that it was a child who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

I don't know if it's blinding.

When Jiang Ran stared at the nailed corpse on the coffin lid, he found that the corpse... seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)