1497: C1497 Doso's Octagonal Matrix

C1497 Doso's Octagonal Matrix

The passageway spread out in all directions.

It was like the mouth of a well.

A person with insufficient willpower would probably have their Spiritual World crumble if they looked at each other. This was because the fear that arose from the mouth of the well caused them to emit a terrifying mental pressure.

In order to protect the Old Ancestor, Murong Family had invested quite a bit.

Walking into the passageway, it was as if he was standing on clouds as he descended. The passage was L-shaped, and after falling down a hundred meters, there was a passage that was hundreds of meters long. The walls of the passage were decorated with Night Pearls, and each of them were extremely valuable.

The passageway was very dry and ventilated. Besides being poorly implemented, it was as if they were walking in front of a peach orchard holy land. If they continued forward, they might be able to see the light.

The end of the tunnel was bright indeed.

Yang Ping reached the end and saw a green world. She never thought that at the end of the darkness, there would be such a lush bamboo forest. It covered an area of a few acres and was planted in a patch of bamboo. Behind the bamboo forest path, there was a Bamboo House which was similar to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion but the power of laws here was very strong. If one was not mistaken, a few acres of space should be a certain person's small world.

There was a table and two chairs outside the Bamboo House. Both of them were made of bamboo and looked rather ancient.

An old man sat on a chair, staring at the chessboard. In his world, there was only the chessboard, nothing else. Yang Ping looked at it and immediately felt that it was a steel horse, its blood and qi soaring to the skies.

What a powerful illusion formation.

Yang Ping quickly woke up from the environment and looked at the old man with a complicated expression. Just this formation was enough to cause a Great Sage to fall into a trap, and he might never be able to pull it out.

Heaven Crippled Chess.

This is the last protection from the Murong Family.

"Young man, I can feel the five elements from your body. Where did you come from?"

The old man finally understood, raised his head and looked at Yang Ping, nodding: "To have such strength at such a young age, I have only seen one person in the past, and that person was Lei Feng. He had a talent beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. You also have it on you. "

It was Lei Feng again.

Yang Ping said: "Greetings, senior."

The old man said, "I have been marching and fighting for dozens of years, so I can't be wrong. You must have been let in by the little bastard from Murong Family. You want to heal my injuries? "

Yang Ping walked to the side of the chess board and said: "If my guess is correct, the old man's injuries were not caused by Qi deviation. You seem calm and composed, your eyes are clear, and there is no black air around you. There is no disorder in you, and your yin and yang energy are stable. You have been severely injured by others in the past. "

The old man finally revealed a surprised expression and said, "Please sit."

This was recognition of Yang Ping.

To be able to identify the source of his injuries with a single glance, it meant that Yang Ping's medical skills were at the top of the world.

"I've stayed here for dozens of years, I'm used to watching life and death. If I knew that the end of my life was near, I would have to protect the little bastards with Murong Family, so I tried to find a way to find a famous doctor. All these years, countless experts in medical arts have come, and even the reputed number one genius doctor, Lord Xuan Zun, has come, but to no avail."

The old man sighed.

"Xuan Zun is my master."

The old man exclaimed lightly, he sized Yang Ping up once again, and nodded: "That's right, please drink some tea."

Bamboo Leaf Qing.

The old man's skills in making tea were very good. Burning the void with fire, taking out the tea leaves under the bamboo forest and the water in the air were similar to the methods of the creator. They could create things through the void.

From this, it could be seen that the old man's strength was probably above Dao Zun's back then.

Yang Ping exclaimed: "Good tea, good method."

"I'm treating you to tea. You must be joking."

At the end of the tea.

Yang Ping put down the teacup and asked: "Since even my master is unable to treat my injuries, I am afraid I am unable to do anything, but since you are already here, can you take a look first?"

The old man hesitated: "Of course."

Thus, the old man unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a dried up body. At the core, his heart was actually empty.

Yang Ping's face changed as she stared at her heart.

The old man laughed and said, "My heart has been taken away by someone long ago. I have been living by special means for the past few years. "Sorry about that." After buttoning it again, he asked casually, "How long can we live?"

The old man didn't ask for treatment, but how long could he live. It was evident that he didn't have any confidence in his injuries.

Yang Ping sighed in his heart, no matter how great your Heavenly Sovereign Stage and luck was, if you lost your heart, it would mean you had lost everything. There was no one who was immortal in this world, nor was there anyone who was immortal.

The old man's injuries were too severe, if it were any ordinary person, they would have died a long time ago from losing their heart, but the old man had a very strange Qi inside him, it was definitely the energy of an Sky Sovereign, which meant that the two powers within the old man's body were like a yin and yang, forming a balance, creating a life force, and the other kind of power was something Yang Ping was extremely familiar with.

Back in the Dragon City's People's Park, he had seen it from the military head, Zhou Zhanlong.

A mysterious aura of darkness.

Yang Ping's face turned serious as she said: "In addition to your own power, there is also a mysterious darkness energy in your body. It was this dark energy that allowed your body to be full of vitality, but also overdrawn all of your potential, which was why it is difficult for the Great Firmament Deity to save you."

The old man said, "Your master also said so."

Yang Ping sighed: "I am extremely curious about this power, I have seen it before on a person's body, it is a strange energy that can control the mind, it can make one's fur grow, where does this power come from?"

The old man smiled and didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "How long can you tell me?"

Yang Ping thought for a while, then said: "If it was before you met me, you would at most live for three days. Three days later, the yin and yang system in your body will collapse and never disappear. However, if you meet me, you will be able to survive for three months. "

March?

The old man's eyes lit up and he began to ponder.

"Three months is enough."

A person without a soul and heart is equivalent to walking against the heavens. As compared to how you can feel, the array formation outside is not to stop the enemy, but to block the perception of the heavenly dao. This is the array formation set up by Master Xuan Zun.

Yang Ping was shocked again.

He never thought that the immortal old man and his Murong Family would be so deep, and even personally set up a formation to slow down the life of the Murong Family's ancestor.

"Let me first stabilize your yin and yang balance."

Yang Ping didn't say much as she used her peerless medical skills and began to insert needles onto the old man's body. Every needle seemed to have struck on the acupoints of fate, improving the balance between Yin and Yang. With the number of needles, the bamboo forests in the small world regained their vitality, and some withered bamboo shoots started to sprout.

The needle was inserted very quickly, and the needle was put away even faster.

The old man's face flushed red, his eyes godlike as he sighed: "Amazing, truly amazing, your medical skills are not any weaker than Master Xuan Zun's, ah."

Yang Ping said: "My master's medical skills far surpass mine."

The old man shook his head, and said seriously: "You do not need to be modest, your medical skills already surpassed Master Xuan Zun's. You can do what he can't do. It was enough to explain the problem. Now let me tell you, where is this power coming from? "

Yang Ping perked up her ears and listened.1

The old man said, "Secret realm."

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