The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 2: Old dog
? The summer in Haizhou City this year is a bit hotter than in previous years.
It may be because of the problem of warm sea currents, or it may be because there are no huge flying whales sucking seawater from the sea and turning it into rainwater.
After the Battle of Yuntai, the Xihaijian faction retreated into the depths of the sea, and its influence in Haizhou gradually faded, and many small and medium sects took the opportunity to kill in.
There used to be a restaurant on the main street of Haizhou, and the proprietress was a fox.
This restaurant was turned into ruins by the immortal Lin Qiang Nan Zheng and others, but because of its excellent location, a restaurant reappeared after a few years. What's interesting is that this restaurant also does hot pot as before, and it is not only seafood hot pot, but also beneficial to the state and northern flavors.
A guest wearing a hat walked into the restaurant, ordered a small hot pot for one person, ate some wine and vegetables at random, and then paid to leave. Water was sprinkled on the stone steps in front of the restaurant. When the guest walked by, the face under the hat was reflected by the water for a moment. It turned out to be black. I don't know if it was wearing a mask or what.
The guy quickly cleaned up the table, the leftover soup in the hot pot was poured into a swill bucket, and a small note was sent to the back kitchen.
The note was finally delivered to a certain box.
The hot pot in the box is very big, not a mandarin duck pot, the red soup looks like blood, and it looks like the sunset in Guocheng Temple, exuding a spicy taste.
Yin San stepped on the chair with his right foot, and moved a bit indecently to fish the yellow throat and belly pieces from the pot. There was no sweat on the delicate face, only a satisfied expression.
The ancestor Xuanyin sat opposite him, read the content on the note, and asked: "Real person, the address has been obtained, when shall we leave?"
Yin San concentrated on eating hot pot and said casually: "I'll talk about it after eating."
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Hot pot is a wonderful food. If you want, you can continue to eat it, as long as you keep adding soup and ingredients to the pot.
So it was not until midnight that Yin San and the ancestor left the restaurant.
They walked out of Haizhou City, came to the beach, crossed the scattered rocks in the sea, and walked toward the depths of the sea.
They are not here to hang on to the remains of the cloud platform, nor are they here to fetch any treasures, but to find someone.
Along with the deep night and the sound of waves, they walked on the sea for a long time and came to a remote and ordinary island.
There are some green plants growing on the island, there are no monsters, only some lizards hunting at night.
According to the map on the note, the ancestor walked to a clump of inconspicuous grass, and said with emotion: "It's an old fellow, this formation is really good."
The clump of grass didn't have any special aura, and there was no trace of the formation. If you didn't know in advance, who would have thought that this was the entrance of the passage.
Yin San felt the passage leading to the depths of the earth, and said: "Hidden on the seabed in isolation, no wonder no one can find him for so many years."
In the dark passage, they walked for a long time, and according to estimates, they had reached the bottom of the sea hundreds of feet deep, and finally saw a heavy bronze door.
Some simple patterns are engraved on the bronze door, with flowers and fishes, the brushwork is ancient and clumsy, and it exudes a faint atmosphere.
The ancestor glanced twice and said: "I can break open, but it will startle him."
"Let me come."
Yin San raised his right hand and pressed it on a strange fish engraved on the bronze door.
After about a hundred breaths, the flowers on the bronze door suddenly opened their petals, as if they had come alive, and the strange fish also seemed to have come alive, wanting to go under his palm and give it to the people inside. Whistleblowing, but unable to break free.
Yin San touched the strange fish, as if there was a spring breeze between his fingers, calming it down.
The heavy copper door opened slowly, without any dust.
Countless sea water poured out from inside.
Yin San and the ancestor were very calm, did not evade, nor were they surprised.
They floated in the sea, watching the scene in front of them.
In the Tongmen is the world under the sea.
The strange-shaped fish are swimming, and the strange flowers with light spots are spreading. There was a huge horrible figure faintly in the distance, I don't know what kind of ferocious sea beast.
Yin San knew that these were fakes, and looked calm, put his hands behind him, and floated forward as he pleased.
The guy hiding on the bottom of the sea is a bit interesting, with a general realm, and his formation and mental abilities are not weak. He actually discovered his arrival.
He doesn't worry about the opponent's counterattack, but he doesn't want the opponent to be prepared, and in the end he would rather commit suicide than be restrained by his soul.
Those huge scary figures are getting closer and closer, and they are actually a group of ghost-eyed dace!
The ghost-eyed dace rushed towards Yin San.
Yin Sanli ignored him, and his eyes fell on a pile of rocks not far away.
A ghost-eyed carp swallowed him, and then it turned into a spot of light, scattered in the sea, without any trace.
Yin San floated to the pile of rocks, squatted down, and looked at a clown fish hidden in a crack in the rock.
The clownfish's eyes are in contact with his.
"Who are you... can actually see through the old man's formation?"
The clownfish spoke.
He can feel that Yin San is at most a wild state, why can he not be affected by his own spiritual consciousness?
Yin San smiled and said, "Don't use this kind of tricks in front of me. In addition, let me remind you first, please don't call yourself an old man in the later conversation, because you don't have this qualification in front of me. "
After saying this, he snapped his fingers.
With a soft slap, all of those ghost-eyes disappeared into light, the different flowers swaying with the sea and thousands of strange fish disappeared, even the sea disappeared without a trace.
It is indeed on the bottom of the sea, but not in the sea, but a cave deep in the ground. The ground is very dry and there is not even a drop of water.
The furnishings in the cave are very luxurious. There is a row of green pine potted plants along the wall. There are dozens of koi in the chalcedony pond, swimming around in a bone.
The white bones are the ghost eyes, the koi is the strange fish, the green pine is the exotic flower, everything is an illusion.
"You have a great reputation for fortune-telling. It's normal to keep some koi, but what's the matter with that white bone?"
Yin San retracted his gaze and looked at an old man.
The old man has gray hair, wrinkled face and sunken eyes. I don't know how many years he has been blind.
He is the clownfish just now, and he is also a close man who has disappeared from the world for many years.
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Tian Jinren is a big man.
He is far from being as simple as Yin San's naming is extremely powerful. When he was in charge of the White Deer Academy, he was believed by the world to tell the truth about life and death and to see the secrets of heaven.
It is people like Luo Huainan and Prince Jingxin who want his comments.
He has a deep relationship with the Xihai Sword School, and he was asked by Fang Jingtian to kill Jing Jiu in the old plum garden.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that although Jing Jiu's realm was low, his spirit power was too strong, and he naturally failed. Then he was expelled from Chaoge City by Chanzi. Then came the battle of Yuntai. Bailu Academy was burned down by Pei Baifa and the disciples of Wuenmen. He saw the chance and escaped first and hid in this cave until now.
He was seriously injured by Zenzi and it took a long time to recover, so even if the Dongfu was in the Xihai's sphere of influence, he still didn't dare to appear, he was extremely careful, who knew he was approached.
"That's my boy. He went crazy and died because he practiced too quickly."
Tianjinren "looked" at the bone, with a look of regret.
That may be a very touching or evil story. Yin San didn't intend to explore it, and said: "I came to you to ask you some questions."
"Who are you on earth?"
Tianjinren lowered his head slightly, his voice was low, and he seemed very alert. The coming man’s spiritual power was extremely powerful, his Taoist heart was like the sea, unfathomable, far superior to the realm presented, which made him naturally think of that year. Jing Jiu, even he felt that the coming person was even stronger than Jing Jiu's thoughts back then.
Yin San looked at him with a smile and said, "I am asking you questions, not you asking me questions."
Tian Jinren said: "I don't believe you can break through the formation for ten years. No matter how strong your spirit is, it will be useless."
The opponent has seen through the illusion of the cave mansion, free from his mental interference, does not mean that the real formation can be broken.
Yin San didn't speak, he closed his eyes directly, and the power of thought radiated from his body.
Suddenly countless rays of light appeared in the air in the cave, and then gradually condensed, forming lines and patterns.
People close to the sky can’t see the picture, but they can feel that their face has become paler, thinking about how the opponent’s spirit is so strong that he can actually force the body of the formation with his mind, and then intend to force it to break Of!
The cave is getting brighter and brighter, and the lines and patterns are like sticky honey, hanging down, and they are about to break when they see it.
There was a hum.
The cave mansion has once again become an undersea world. Those terrifying ghost-eyed dace appeared, but did not dare to swim to Yin San. The flowers with scattered spots of light swayed more severely, seeming to want to escape from the sand on the seabed.
Gradually, the ghosts, strange fish, and exotic flowers have faded a lot, and as the sea water is washed, they begin to fall apart and turn into wisps of smoke.
In the green smoke, Yin San closed his eyes, with a smile on the corners of his lips.
The formation has reached the final stage of collapse.
Tianjinren's face is no longer pale, but calmer.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
There is nothing in the sunken eye sockets, only an abyss like a black hole.
In just an instant, the endless sea water filled his eye sockets with ghost-eyed dace, strange fish, and strange flowers!
Even the spirit of Yin San was sucked in!
This kind of battle between gods and souls is the most dangerous and the simplest. You can swallow or control the opponent by just seeing who is stronger.
Yin San doesn't care. He believes that in this world, apart from some Zen monks, some ancient beasts, and Jing Jiu, no one is more powerful than his own soul.
At this moment, Tian Jinren suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles became deeper, full of coldness and mockery.
"Holy man, you are used to controlling others, but have you ever thought about the feeling of being controlled by others?"
Yin San's expression changed slightly.
His clothes floated lightly with the sea, toward the direction of the sky.
"He and my soul are already united. If you don't take action, when will you wait!"
Tian Jinren shouted sharply.
The ancestor Xuan Yin suddenly appeared behind Yin San.
After he arrived at the cave, he seemed to disappear, until this time, he suddenly exuded all his breath!
The violent breath filled the cave, with sparse hair pointed straight at the sky like a sword. At this time, the ancestor was still like an old dog, and the real demon **** descended on the earth!
Most of the injuries he suffered in Guocheng Temple have healed, and he only needs to drop his palms to slap Yin San to death, or shake his Tao tree apart!
Yin San closed his eyes and said, "Do you want to die?"
When the voice fell, the ancestor suddenly snorted and felt a chill all over his body.
That's the chill from the sword!
The cold mountain, tens of thousands of miles away, made him feel very real.
Obviously, at such a dangerous moment, Yin San released the Dao Fa, and Qingshan Jianzhen found his place in an instant!
Because of this chill, he has been hiding under the cold mountain wasteland for hundreds of years. Is he going to continue to hide?
At this moment, a sword intent came from the extremely high sky.
Obviously, it is just a sword intent, but it seems that countless swords are emitted at the same time, and they are born endlessly like a tide, blocking the chill.
According to the agreement between the ancestor Xuanyin and the opponent, before controlling Yin San, if the Qingshan sword formation falls, the opponent will block him for a moment.
That's the Green Mountain Sword Formation!
Even if it only needs to be blocked for a moment, few people in Chaotian Continent can do it.
West Sea Sword God!
"Do you think I am really a dog!"
The ancestor Xuan Yin's face was full of violence, and he patted it with an extremely tyrannical palm.
There was a soft snap.
His palm fell on the top of Tian Jinren's head.
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All the formations in the cave mansion were broken.
Countless sea water spouted from the deep-set eye holes of the nearby people, and those strange fishes and exotic flowers also spurted out, hitting the stone walls of the cave, turning them into pieces.
"You actually..."
He was pale, extremely frightened, and "looked" at the ancestor Xuanyin dubiously.
Only time to say three words, his voice disappeared, and there was no more sea water flowing out of his eye sockets.
His people are not dead yet, and the spirit has been completely controlled by the third yin.
Yin San opened his eyes and raised his hands.
The ancestor Xuanyin stretched his head under his hands as quickly as possible.
Yin San touched his head, expressing appreciation.
The ancestor Xuan Yin suddenly felt that the chill from tens of thousands of miles away had disappeared.
But that powerful sword intent like a tide is still high in the sky~IndoMTL.com~ If the Sword God Xihai finds out what is happening here, he can't deal with it with a furious sword. Taking advantage of the time when the Sword God of West Sea was left high in the sky by the Qingshan Sword Array, they must leave as soon as possible.
Soon.
The ancestor Xuan Yin and Yin San came to the land more than a hundred miles away, leaning on the pile of straw that had just been cut in the summer field, breathing constantly.
"The acting is good, but that sentence is a bit too exaggerated. Do you really think I am a dog? Who would say these nonsense when I am killing?"
Yin San turned his head to look at him and said seriously, like a master in the theater teaching a new apprentice.
The ancestor Xuanyin said with a smile on his face: "The main reason is that the sentence came from the heart, not spitting out, but it was only half of the time."
Yin San asked curiously: "What's the second sentence?"
The ancestor Xuanyin said with a serious face: "Yes, I am an old dog of a real person, loyal and loyal!"
(End of this chapter)