subordinates dare not

When Huo Yi heard this, he seemed to have hesitation on his face.

Meng Fuyuan was so blessed that he immediately understood what Huo Yi meant. He was afraid that his rash actions would cause irreparable consequences, "The formation of hiding the sky and covering the sun in Wuwei Villa does not have the ability to attack others. Even if you touch the formation by mistake , get lost at most, but will not be injured. Therefore, there is no need to be cautious."

Seeing that Huo Yi was still standing on the same spot, still vaguely hesitating, Meng Fuyuan said again: "Father once taught me the rules of changing formations to hide the sky and block out the sun. Thin, water and fire do not shoot each other. Kun is yin, just now we entered the Kun position from the dry position. When my father set up the formation, he did not forget the heaven and earth, so above the floating clouds, between the valleys is the dry position, Where we stand is the position of Kun."

"Father reversed the original eight trigrams, or in other words, used the principle of yin and yang transformation, from dry to kun. Therefore, if you want to enter the gen position, directly breaking into it will inevitably backfire, and you need to find the opposite position, so For mutual generation and mutual restraint, that's all."

What Meng Fuyuan said was brief, Huo Yi hadn't studied formations before, so he was a little confused, so he just nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Meng Fuyuan smiled, "Forget it, why am I telling you these things, you can't understand."

"In short, you only need to remember one thing, you will follow my footsteps later, and you will not make mistakes." Meng Fuyuan cleared his throat, "The eight trigrams position, the Qiankun position is used to enter and exit the formation, and the rest is used to exchange and leave. , Zhen, Gen, Kan, and Xun, let us thoroughly investigate the mysteries in this valley."

I saw Meng Fuyuan chanting something, sometimes he took three steps to the left, sometimes he took four steps obliquely to the right, followed by Huo Yi with an extremely serious expression, the two walked for a long time, unexpectedly they were unimpeded.

A quarter of an hour later, an unnamed cave appeared in the field of vision.

The mountain is gen, which means that the two of them just came from Duandu, at about noon, on the day of the red sun, Meng Fuyuan turned his head, behind him Huo Yi was stepping forward with Meng Fuyuan, Meng Fuyuan forgot to stop, and Huo Yi One was so careful that he followed the rules, so Meng Fuyuan's chin just hit the opponent's shoulder.

Huo Yi hurriedly said: "I was not careful..."

Meng Fuyuan didn't pay any attention to what he said, instead he said to himself: "Let's go into the cave to have a look, the cave is not within the range of formation changes, so you don't have to follow suit and be careful."

After finishing speaking, Meng Fuyuan took the lead and strode into the entrance of the cave.

The sun that fell straight at noon was covered by half, only the dry soil at the entrance of the cave was bright, and the light could not break into the deepest part of the cave, so the further you went, the harder it was for people to see carefully, even if it did not affect the vision, It is only barely able to distinguish the southeast from the north to the north.

Meng Fuyuan didn't hesitate, and stepped directly into it. The pain in his ankle finally affected Meng Fuyuan. He couldn't help but narrow his stride, so that he could walk smoothly.

In fact, the so-called pain of sprains should not happen to Meng Fuyuan, the leader of a sect of martial arts. Even if Wuwei Villa does not focus on practicing internal skills, as the owner of the village, it should not be so vulnerable.

It's all due to the serious illness a hundred years ago. Since then, Meng Fuyuan has lived longer than ordinary people, and there is not much difference in other aspects. The body's ability to resist injuries has plummeted, and he is afraid of the cold. Frost, flying over the eaves and walls has become extremely difficult.

Unlike Huo Yi, the impact of the fall was not worth mentioning to him.

It's all due to the serious illness.

That serious illness made Meng Fuyuan sleep for half a year before waking up.

It is useless to think about the things that have happened, and it will only increase troubles, so Meng Fuyuan turned his attention back to the surrounding environment.

The ground under my feet is soft and sticky, so that every time I lift my feet, there seems to be an invisible resistance between the soil and the short boots, and every time I set my feet, it seems that I can't bear the pressure of the comer. Weight, the sole also sags slightly in the mud.

Meng Fuyuan first searched along the stone wall on the right hand side, intending to turn around and turn back when he reached the end of the cave, so that he would not be unorganized and miss something.

The further in, the more severe the deprivation of vision, Meng Fuyuan simply stretched out his hand, stroked every sticky stone wall, and the touch of his fingertips became more sensitive because of the darkness.

Huo Yi focused on following Meng Fuyuan's footsteps.

"Wait." Meng Fuyuan stopped suddenly, "This place is not quite right."

Meng Fuyuan took a closer look, his pupils dilated to adapt to the dim light in the dark, "This is not the original depression of the mountain rock, it seems someone carved it out with a knife."

Huo Yidao: "Master, I have flint and steel with me."

After saying that, Huo Yi ignited a cluster of dancing flames, picked up a dead branch on the ground, transferred the fire to the end of the paper, and then stretched out his hand to illuminate the stone wall in front of Meng Fuyuan. The traces are unobstructed.

Sure enough, there is lettering!

Surprised, Meng Fuyuan exchanged a glance with Huo, then turned around, and began to carefully study the inscriptions on the stone wall.

I saw that the lettering is quite elegant and free, and the depth of the depression is the size of a fingernail. It can be seen that the owner of the lettering is as deep as the sea, but compared to the content of the lettering, these are all trivial details.

Meng Fuyuan frowned and began to barely make out the words and sentences on it. While thinking about it, he said slowly: "The prologue, the birth of things, is like a sudden rush, without moving but not changing, always without moving, two appearances, Four images, five elements, eight trigrams, all things come into being, breaking the change of yin and yang, all beings will perish, the mountains, rivers, earth, and the void in the ten directions will all disappear and return to silence. The above is the secret of this exercise. method, you need to reverse the true energy in your body for three weeks..."

Huo Yi said in surprise: "This is the secret book of the world."

Meng Fuyuan replied: "Nine times out of ten."

"But the reversal of true qi for three weeks is unreasonable. In the Jianghu, there is no martial arts master who has learned to reverse the true qi—" Huo Yi said halfway, but stopped abruptly, as if he suddenly thought of something.

Meng Fuyuan didn't answer Huo Yi's half of the sentence, he was silent for a while, but he frowned even more, he stretched out four fingers of his right hand, stopped on the four characters "all are gone", and said faintly: "If you and I We came to Qianluan Mountain first, I am afraid that we will not understand these words after seeing these words, but we first visited Zhaoyuan Temple and Linghao Pavilion, so the mystery about the engraved characters here can be easily solved."

"If my guess is right, this may be the "Lingyuan Gongfa" in the legends of the Jianghu. Of course, don't jump to conclusions, this may also be the Demon Sect's Gongfa." Meng Fuyuan said to Huo Yidao in a deep voice, "You hold The torch in my hand, I will copy all these words first, and study them carefully when I go back."

Huo Yiyi did as he said.

The inscriptions are quite long, and they were carved thirty feet away. Meng Fuyuan is quite accomplished in calligraphy and painting, and is good at imitating handwriting. He copied these inscriptions. It is also necessary to achieve a seventy-eighth image, so copying is slow.

Huo Yi was not in a hurry, but just waited slowly and patiently.

I saw that the light at the entrance of the cave gradually turned yellow, as if the gilt had been shattered all over the ground. Because the red sun began to slant westward, so it hit the right side, the light at the entrance of the cave turned out to be more bright, but it was not as bright as at noon.

After Meng Fuyuan copied all the words and sentences, he put the pen and ink back into the bag on his back, and turned back along the other half of the rock wall, still refusing to let go of any clues, but the other half of the rocks had no strange marks after all.About ten steps away from the entrance of the cave, Meng Fuyuan stopped again.

Huo Yi asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Fuyuan's right foot was more sensitive to external changes because of the injury, for example, the ground under his feet seemed to be harder than other places.

Slowly squatting down, Meng Fuyuan stretched out his hand and gently pressed the soil under his fingertips, then raised his head and said to Huo: "There seems to be something buried here."

Huo Yi immediately took out a dagger from his waist to dig the soil.

Meng Fuyuan also decisively found a small knife from the "treasure bag" he had prepared in advance. The two of them were silent, digging for a long time, and finally found in the brown-yellow soil other than gravel and insects. Things, the bright white against the dark earthy color, become extremely eye-catching.

It's a bone.

Meng Fuyuan and Huo looked at each other, the shock in their eyes could not be concealed, but the equipment on their bodies was limited after all, and the time was short, the two of them tacitly rejected the idea of ​​digging out the bones immediately, but continued to Look for utensils that may be left around that can prove the identity of the bone's owner.

A quarter of an hour later, Huo Yi dug up a piece of armor.

Putting the piece of Meng Fuyuan in his hand and examining it carefully, it seemed to be a broken shoulder guard. The square iron pieces were neatly arranged in one piece, and there were not too many nails used to connect them. It can be seen that the workmanship is really exquisite, and the carving on the top is exquisite. The lifelike faucet head was filled with mud and became blurred, making it impossible to see the original appearance. Meng Fuyuan brushed away part of the dust with his fingers, and then took a closer look——

The forehead of the dragon head has a black lotus pattern.

The moment he saw the black lotus, Meng Fuyuan had an intuition that there seemed to be some inseparable connection behind this pattern, before he had time to think deeply, his thoughts were interrupted by Huo Yi's words——

Huo Yi pointed to a piece of white bone that was exposed just now, and said in surprise, "I found a small hole in the bone, connected to a piece of silver iron as thin as silk."