Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 88: An inexplicable sense of security

Hongdou and Ye Que walked among the endless forest of stone steles, even in their state of mind, at this time, they were a little shocked.

When I looked at it from a distance, I couldn't find it at all. Now I look closely and know what kind of stele forest is this. This is obviously a secret library of all-encompassing exercises.

From sword tactics to Taoism, from spells to worms, from formations to measuring the sky, and even the mantra of Tantric...As long as you look carefully, these stone tablets have records, and the details of the records are detailed. How to spit out, how to run the true essence, the essentials of the moves, and the techniques recorded here are all long-lost secret techniques, and just taking one out may cause a **** battle.

"How exactly was this dragon vein imperial mausoleum constructed?"

"We collected so many secret methods of sects."

"A secular dynasty's emperor tomb, does it need to be so magnificent?"

Being here and now, even Ye Que is a little confused. No matter how huge an imperial tomb is, it should have a degree and a limit.

"Who told you that this is only the imperial tomb?" Hearing Ye Que's confusion, Hong Dou said leisurely, "Where can an emperor of a dynasty have such great skills? Got up."

"Also, look at these exercises. They are not used by ordinary martial artists at all. The worst are in the category of the cultivation world. If the emperor collects exercises secrets, would the level be so high?"

"What you said does make sense, but..."

"It's nothing, I said this is more than the imperial tomb, then here is more than the imperial tomb."

"Don't question me." Just after Adzuki Bean's words, the umbrella above her head suddenly swung towards her side, and a machete whirled and slashed on the surface of the umbrella, and then it was directly bounced off.

A dozen meters away from the two of them, a teenager's arm was cut off directly, and blood shed all over the ground. It seems that the teenager's appearance should be from the grassland king's court of Great Yan Nation.

The scimitar was knocked into the air, which naturally meant that he had been defeated. The arm was chopped off in the first time, and it pierced the heart in the second.

At the same time, the cultivating disciple who wielded a knife and slashed people still yelled loudly, "Face the wind and change the mountains and rivers. Such a precious knife technique can be used by you as a prairie barbarian? Go and die!"

It was actually to compete for a stone monument.

But isn't that the stone monument can only be seen by one person, if he sees it, other people can't see it?

However, in fact, the immediate struggle has already quietly begun in this stone stele forest. Once someone finds a precious exercise, they will quickly memorize the content on the stone stele. The stele will be destroyed.

This is also a bad habit in the world of cultivation.

Precious exercises are precious because there are few people who know them. If everyone has seen them and learned them, then they won’t be precious.

The sound of fighting finally began at this moment, especially between the disciples of the cultivation world and the monster warriors. Originally, these low-level disciples entered the Dragon Vessel Imperial Mausoleum originally for the service of the sect. They knew very well that they would not get the artifact, and even if they got it, they would not be able to use it.

It's like nearly a hundred disciples of Shushan, all serving for their senior brothers, weakening the strength of other sects in the black wasteland, and also for the sake of reducing the pressure of the seniors in the final battle. After entering the Golden Palace, he opened the way for it all the way, laying all traps flat.

There is no other way. This is the rule of the sect.

But now, after their disciples entered the Forest of Stone Tablets, they suddenly realized that serving the sect is not just to obtain higher-level techniques and more powerful swordsmanship. If you continue to go down, it is likely to be a life of nine deaths. It is better to be here, looking for your own opportunities, so many secret methods, there is always something suitable for you.

Even if it's not suitable, after I write it down, I leave the dragon vein imperial mausoleum, and then go to enlightenment, it is a worthwhile trip.

An umbrella shoots a monster warrior who is rushing by, and Hong Dou makes a verbal gesture at the stone tablet, "You are a small cultivator in the realm of self-cultivation, don’t you plan to memorize a few exercises? There are not many opportunities for this. ."

Following Hongdou's gaze, he looked at the text on the stone tablet, and after just one glance, Ye Que lost interest. "There is no need to memorize these techniques."

"It's not a great thing."

Hongdou glanced at Ye Que contemptuously, "Bringing bragging."

"Who is bragging, don't you believe me..."

Without waiting for Ye Que's words to finish, Hongdou said directly, "I don't believe it."

"You." Ye Que stretched out his hand and pointed at the red bean, seemingly to explain again.

"You brag." Ye Que still didn't let Ye Que finish.

Three sentences, two sentences back after being choked, Ye Que only felt that his throat was so suffocated that he couldn't say anything. Hit her, walking along the way, Ye Que assessed his current strength, fearing that he would not be able to beat her, she was really maddening.

In the end, Ye Miss stretched out his hands, broke the jar and said, "Okay, I'm really bragging. These techniques are rare for me, and I need them very much. However, my brain is too stupid to understand. , How about this answer? Are you satisfied?"

After listening to Ye Que's explanation, Hong Dou finally nodded in satisfaction, "If you are stupid, you say that you are stupid. It's not a shameful thing. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. Bragging is your fault."

Red Bean paused, and then continued, "If you want me to say, these exercises are really nothing to see~IndoMTL.com~It's very superficial."

She left her to say the truth and the opposite.

Shielding the influence of these steles, Ye Que and Red Bean's walking speed was significantly increased.

Along the way, whenever you encounter a fight, you don’t get in the way. If anyone gets in the way, the red beans are all shot with an umbrella. If the umbrella fails, then another umbrella.

Ye Que hasn't fully recovered yet, so naturally he doesn't need to do anything, and it's also worry-free.

Walking, Ye Que suddenly found out, when did he like to walk behind others? And even if you encounter danger, you don't even think about making an immediate shot? Are you lazy? still is?

Ye Que raised his head and looked at Hong Dou's back in front of him.

White clothes fluttering.

The figure is tall and straight.

It's even taller.

A little girl unexpectedly gave herself an inexplicable sense of security, as if as long as she walked behind her, she didn't have to worry about anything, everything was her!

Shaking his head vigorously, Ye Que forcibly threw this unspeakable feeling out of his head.

The road is still a step by step.

I walked a long distance from stone to stone, and finally saw the end of the forest of steles.

At the same time, there was the sound of silk and bamboo glockenspiel.

Music, sound into the ears, melodious melody, suddenly high-pitched, suddenly low, suddenly tactful, and suddenly trembling...

Looking for the music, Ye Que and Hongdou slowly walked out of the forest of steles. They saw a clear lake with clear water like a thin mirror. In the middle of the lake was a small pavilion with 37 musical instruments. The music came from there, but it was strange that there was no musician in front of these instruments.

The instrument is playing music by itself!

(The second update today.)