gate of eternity

As Zhao Yun said, he quickly crossed the arch bridge, not knowing what happened to the villagers.

The way out was much smoother, the battle between the two kings was too loud, and the organs in the tomb were basically destroyed, so there was no resistance, and it was easy to walk through.

It was already midnight when he crawled out of the grave.

Thanks to the fact that there is no one here, if there is anyone, he will be startled. Suddenly a person crawls out of the ground, covered in blood and black and black. I don't know, is it a ghost that crawled out of hell?

Then to the village, it was quiet, and the villagers had already fallen asleep.

Zhao Yun sensed with his martial soul that everyone was there except Ruoshui.

"Where did it go?"

Zhao Yun frowned, and pushed open the door of the village chief's room.

"Young man, you are going to scare me to death!"

"Eh? Aren't you dead?"

"Ghost!"

In the room, the old village head spoke one after another, and howled as he spoke. Regardless of his age, he jumped out of bed and ran away. Who would believe that this is an old man over seventy years old.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and pulled him back, "Where is Ruoshui?"

"I was taken away by that shroud old man who said he would take her to practice." The old village chief said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing, it's good to take Ruoshui away, that little girl is indeed a good seed for cultivation, Shouti old man can see this, most likely he won't treat her badly, on the contrary, he will train her well.

Speaking of the old Taoist shroud, his face turned dark.

I took him to the tomb, but came out by myself, and I didn't know how to go down to find him.

Having said that, he should thank the old Taoist for not looking for him, otherwise, there would be no good fortune to open up the Pill Sea.

"Young man, are you really alive?"

The village head and old man tentatively said, still scanning up and down.

The villagers who gathered were also stunned for a while, they said that they were dead, but why did they come back to life.

"Yan Wang won't accept it."

Zhao Yun smiled. Seeing that the villagers were all safe, he returned to the mountain and entered the ancient tomb along the tomb passage. He is still very rare for the huge thousand-foot talisman. After a thorough study, it will be of great use in the future. It is also made and cooperates with each other, that is the real perfection.

Chapter 231 Black Dragon Mountain

Returning to the ancient tomb, Zhao Yun went straight to the arch bridge and floated into the abyss with the hanging talisman.

The thousand zhang talisman is like a magnet. No matter it is a person or an object, anyone who enters that range will be imprisoned. Whether it is restraint or suction, they are all auxiliary. It's a good example, thanks to being a member of the corpse clan, there are corpse puppets to block the guns, and ordinary martial arts practitioners will be blown up all over the Zongdi Zang realm.

As for him, it was because of Tianwu's aura that he was domineering...so he survived.

While speaking, he had already fallen to the bottom of the abyss, and the mechanism was damaged, but the residual power of the Thousand Zhang Talisman still existed, and there was still a little suction and binding force, but for him, it was completely negligible.

Standing on the Qianzhang Talisman, he looked and looked.

To say it is a talisman, it is better to say that it is a striped path engraved on the ground, combined according to a certain formation, and this thousand-foot talisman is arranged according to the Jiugong Eight Diagrams, and the principle is like a paper spell. , there is a lot of attention to it, it is to bestow true energy, which path needs to be poured with true energy, and how much it needs to be poured in, there are strict requirements.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

He stopped and walked, holding a wordless book in his hand, and a pen in one hand, copying the lines, and wanted to print them one by one, take them back and study them carefully, and most of them can be made.

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The clicking sound is endless.

He multitasks, and he never forgets to train wherever he goes.

Especially after opening the Danhai, it was a life-threatening practice. There is no way, the real essence of the Danhai is too surging. Once the combat power is fully activated, his small body may not be able to support such a majestic power.

Walking to one place, he put the corpse of the blood-robed youth into the Lord of the Rings, and continued to copy.

In this way, it took him a full day to copy the lines, and grind them quietly. During the period, he took the yellow talisman and tried to describe it. There were many strange things. As he drew, the yellow talisman burst.

He once thought that it should be the talisman paper for drawing talismans, and it could not support the lines of the thousand-foot talisman.

Or, the thousand zhang talisman is too domineering, and only the thick earth can support it.

He also tried to draw it on the ground, but it was also difficult to succeed, because there were too many lines of the Qianzhang Talisman, if any one was wrongly drawn, and any one of the infused true energy was wrong, it might make this talisman invalid, so it will take many days of trying , It's like walking a maze, there is no one to guide you, you can only explore by yourself, he has a know-it-all, but he is in retreat, and God knows when he will wake up.

In this way, everything depends on oneself.

He didn't leave until the third day, walking through the labyrinth of tomb passages.

Previously, no matter how I walked, I couldn't get out.

Now, the underground palace is dilapidated, many mysteries have been exposed, and he finally found out the clues. He sighed to see the correct road, and walked it many times, but he lost the chain halfway.

There are too many forks, and if you take the wrong one, you will be wrong all the way.

Ok?

As soon as he came out, Zhao Yun smelled blood, which came from the village.

Tonight was a miserable night. When he returned to the village, what he saw was bloody: most of the stone houses had collapsed, corpses were strewn all over the ground, children were nailed to the walls, farmers had their heads beheaded, too many The clothes of the village women were all torn, and it is not difficult to imagine that they were killed.

Zhao Yun's face was pale and he remained silent.

Even though they have been on the battlefield, even though they have seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, seeing this scene, they couldn't help shaking their hands, unable to suppress the cold murderous intent, they were all ordinary people, who could be so cruel.

"young people."

In the bitter cold wind, there was a hoarse and weak call.

Zhao Yun looked back, and there were still people alive.

It was the old village head, who was hung from a tree, covered in blood.

Zhao Yun rushed to him like the wind, put it down, and poured in strands of true energy, but it was of no avail. It is not accurate to say that he is still alive. This old man covered in blood... is dead, and he can still speak now. It must be a kind of Obsession was supporting him, and he held his last breath in the reflection.

"who is it."

"Black... Wolf Mountain."

The old village chief was quite tired of speaking. He must have waited for Zhao Yun, and waited until the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, just to say these three words before he died. He didn't know where Heilang Mountain was. From what I heard, he was hanging on a tree, watching lively little dolls being nailed to the wall, and also watching farmers being beheaded.

It's hate...and a blood debt.

It is this obsession that has supported him to live until now.

After finishing the three words, he finally closed his eyes.

"On the way to Huangquan, you will not be alone." Zhao Yun said softly, feeling guilty.

If he had come out one day earlier, this tragedy would not have happened.

Reflecting the moonlight, he dug a big pit deep in the mountains, buried a village of people, and set up a tombstone that read "Shanhe Villager". This small village is called Shanhe Village.

Also reflecting the moonlight, he drifted away.

My father once said that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

Whether it is revenge or revenge, he has to go to Heilang Mountain.

quack!

Dapeng spread its wings and flew high, carrying Zhao Yun all the way north. He was unfamiliar with the place, so he had to find someone to ask where Heilang Mountain was and what its name was. .

The barren mountains and wild ridges are uninhabited.

There are many gods in the sky, they are mounts, maybe three or two old people, plus a junior, all covered in a black robe, Zhao Yun didn't go up to ask, and he knew at a glance that he was going to Tianzong to participate in the assessment. Looking at the road full of travel and dust, it is obvious that he is not a local, so it is useless to ask.

It was almost dawn before he stopped in front of a small ancient town.

The ancient town is not small, but it can be counted as a small city. In the early morning, there are many people coming and going at the gate of the city. There are many households and mercenaries. Authentic, the rest are small vendors, selling everything.

"Junior, do you want calligraphy and painting?"

Whenever there are a lot of people, there are always people who come to sell their treasures, such as this one, who has grabbed Zhao Yun. He is a thin old man with a proper mustache. He carries a book basket, which is full of calligraphy and paintings. I don’t know. Most of them thought this was an old scholar who had been rushing for the exam for many years and hadn't been in high school for many years.

"You know where the Black Dragon Mountain is."

Zhao Yun doesn't talk nonsense, and he is not in the mood to buy calligraphy and painting.

"Come on, look at that."

The character Hu dragged Zhao Yun, and pointed to the plaque on the city gate.

Zhao Yun then raised his eyes, and saw the words on the plaque, vigorous and powerful: Black Dragon Mountain.

"This... is Black Dragon Mountain?"

Zhao Yun frowned lightly, thinking that Black Dragon Mountain was a den of robbers?In the end, it was actually the name of a small town, such an ancient town, why is it called Heilong Mountain, what name did it come from!

"The newly released calligraphy and painting, keep you satisfied."

Talking nonsense, he had spread out a pair of calligraphy and painting, and was sneaking around.

Zhao Yun glanced casually.

Where are the calligraphy and paintings, they are clearly erotic, palace, and pictures. If he expected correctly, most of the calligraphy and paintings in the mustache book baskets are also of this type, and they are sold at the gate of the city early in the morning.

"100 taels, not expensive, how about a pair?"

The character mustache closed the calligraphy and painting, winked, and smiled obscenely.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and walked into the town. Before leaving, he glanced at the plaque on the city gate. The old village chief's mention of Heilong Mountain was by no means aimless. The people who slaughtered the village must have something to do with this town. It's a group of robbers, and those who run here to sell stolen goods, if they don't keep them all, it's their lair.

The era of occupying the mountain as king is over, so as not to become a living target of the government.

Hiding in a small town is entirely possible.

The small town in the early morning is very lively, with endless shouting and selling.

Zhao Yun walked quietly, watching all directions, listening to all directions, maybe he could hear something useful, but, walking all the way, all he heard were trivial matters, whose sow gave birth, which family The girl Shui Ling walked half the street, but didn't see any useful news.

As he was walking, someone bumped into him and hurried past.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand, and pulled him back. He was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were a bit abnormal. Only after looking at them did he know that he had a pair of straight crossed eyes.

"What are you pulling me for?" the man yelled.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he reached into his arms with one hand and took out a jade pendant, which belonged to him. It was originally hanging on his waist, and it was stolen by this guy just now. This is a thief.

"Ah, why did your stuff go to my place?" the cross-eyed thief said in surprise.

Zhao Yun said nothing, turned around and entered a tavern.

In the tavern, there was someone he was looking for, just a moment ago, he heard what he wanted to hear.

"Almost fell."

Behind him, the cross-eyed thief ran fast.

Here, Zhao Yun has already found a table by the window. The person he is looking for is not far from him. They are two big men, one with a beard and the other with a bald head. There is no doubt about his martial arts, and his cultivation is not too weak. The one with the bald head is already in the Xuanyang realm.

"When you came back last night, you made another vote!" The bald man laughed.

"It's a poor village called Shanhe or something. The boss led the team, but they didn't get much money." The bearded man poured a bowl of wine, and when he put down the bowl, his smile became lewd and evil. "Poor is a bit poor, but there is a woman who gave birth to a bit of a taste, but her temper was too strong. Before I was happy, I bit my tongue and killed myself."

"Next time something good happens, call me."

The two chatted happily, perhaps because they were drunk, their eyes were tyrannical.

Zhao Yun listened quite sincerely, and just took a sip of the wine quietly. There was a cold light in the wine, and it was basically confirmed that the bearded man was one of the slaughter villages, but he was not in a hurry to act. Then clean it up.

Those two are really drinkable.

It wasn't until night fell that they got up and staggered away.

Zhao Yun put a piece of broken silver on the table, and followed silently. For a moment, he couldn't bear to kill people in the street, but he still endured it, found the old nest, and brought it all together.

In front of them, the two drunken men seemed unaware.

After turning a few turns, the two went straight to a mansion.

The mansion is huge, with the word "Mansion" on the plaque, it is dazzling just by looking at it, it is obviously a big family, maybe a local rich man, the two stone lions at the door are very bluffing.

"Where did you go, the boss is looking for you?"

Seeing the two of them from a long distance, the guard of the mansion began to curse.

"Eat a few more glasses."

The bearded man and the bald man smiled contemptuously, hurriedly calmed down their drink, and before entering the mansion, they did not forget to straighten their clothes before going in bravely. In their opinion, seeing the boss would inevitably lead to scolding.