3539: C3539 The Eight Directions of the Path

C3539 The Eight Directions of the Path

All four sides of the passage.

It was like the entrance of a well.

Under the pitch-black passageway was an endless darkness. Those with insufficient willpower might collapse the Spiritual World if they looked at each other. Due to the fear that was produced by the entrance of the well, a terrifying mental pressure was emitted from it. It could be seen that there was a huge formation at the entrance of the tunnel.

The Murong Family had put in a lot of effort to protect their old ancestor.

Walking into the passageway, it was as if they were stepping on clouds, falling straight down. The passage belonged to the L style. After falling for a hundred meters, it was a passage that was hundreds of meters long. The stone walls of the passage were decorated with night pearls. Every single pearl was extremely valuable. Adding the luminous pearls in the tunnel together, it was a huge fortune. The Murong Family had a very deep foundation.

The passageway was very dry and ventilated. Apart from the fact that it was not easy to achieve, it was as if they were walking in front of the Peach Garden Holy Land. If they kept walking forward, they might see light.

The end of the passageway was indeed bright.

Yang Ping walked to the end and saw a green world. He had never thought that such a lush bamboo forest would appear at the end of the dark world. It was a place that took up a few acres of land and was planting bamboo. Where there was no sunlight, the bamboo forest was growing well. It was extremely rare. Behind the bamboo forest trail, there was a Bamboo House. It was similar to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, but the natural law here was very powerful. If his guess was correct, the space within a few acres should be a small world of a certain person.

There was a table and two chairs outside the Bamboo House. They were both made of bamboo and looked quite ancient.

An old man sat on a chair and stared at the chessboard without blinking his eyes. In his world, there was only the chessboard and nothing else. Yang Ping took a look and immediately felt like he was in a war of attrition, his blood was soaring to the sky.

What a powerful illusion formation.

Yang Ping quickly woke up from the environment. He looked at the old man with a complicated expression. This formation alone could make a Great Saint fall into it. He might never be able to extricate himself from it.

The game of chess.

This was the last line of protection for the Murong Family.

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

The old man finally understood. He raised his head and looked at Yang Ping. He nodded and said, "You have such combat strength at such a young age. I have only seen one person in the past. This person is Lei Feng. He had talent that surpassed ordinary people's understanding. You have it too. "

It was Lei Feng again.

Yang Ping said, "Greetings, senior."

The old man said, "I've been traveling for decades and fighting wars. It's not wrong to look at people. You were probably let in by the little kids of the Murong Family, right? He wanted to heal my injuries. "

Yang Ping walked to the side of the chess board and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the old man's injuries were not caused by Qi deviation. I see that you are calm and composed. Your eyes are clear, there is no black Qi, there is no disorder. Your Yin and Yang are stable. You have been seriously injured by someone before."

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

This was the recognition of Yang Ping.

He could see the source of the injury at a glance, which meant that Yang Ping's medical skills were very high, and he was one of the best in the world.

"I have stayed here for dozens of years and have been used to seeing life and death. If I had known that the end of the world was coming, the little brats of the Murong Family would need my protection, so I tried my best to find a famous doctor. I don't know how many medical experts have come over these years. Even Master Xuan Zun, who was once known as the greatest doctor in the world, has come, but it was all useless."

The old man sighed.

"Xuan Zun is my master."

The old man was surprised and looked at Yang Ping again. He nodded and said, "That's right. Please have some tea."

Bamboo Leaf Green.

The old man was good at making tea, the void fire, the tea leaves from the bamboo forest, and the water in the air were like the methods of a Creator, capable of creating something in the void. Of course, this was the most basic method, but it was still shocking.

From this, it could be seen that the old man's strength was probably even higher than Dao Zun's.

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

"Inviting tea, I made you laugh."

The tea was over.

Yang Ping put down his teacup and asked, "I'm afraid I can't even cure my master. But since you're here, can I take a look first? "

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course."

Thus, the old man unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his dry body. The core part of his heart was empty.

Yang Ping's expression changed as he stared at the heart.

The old man smiled. My heart has been taken away long ago. All these years, I have lived by special means. Seeing this, I laughed." He buttoned his shirt again and said casually, "How long can I live for?"

The old man did not ask how long he could live, but asked how long he could live. It showed that he did not have any confidence in his injuries.

Yang Ping sighed in his heart. No matter how great the luck of a Heavenly Sovereign Stage was, losing his heart was the same as losing everything. There were no undying beings in this world, nor were there any Immortals. The only thing that could last forever was time.

The old man's injuries were too severe. If it was any other ordinary person, they would have died long ago if they had lost their heart. However, there was a very strange aura coming from the old man's body, and it was definitely the origin energy of a Heavenly Venerate. In other words, there were two forces in the old man's body, one Yin and one Yang, forming a balance and creating life force. Yang Ping was very familiar with the other force.

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

A mysterious dark aura.

Yang Ping said with a serious expression, "Apart from your own power, there is also a mysterious dark energy in your body. It is this dark energy that makes your body full of vitality, but it also overdrew all of your potential, which is why it is difficult for a Great Luo Immortal to save you."

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

Yang Ping sighed and said, "I am very curious about this energy. I have seen it on a person before. It is a strange energy that can control one's mind. It can allow a person to grow hair. I wonder where this energy comes from?"

The old man smiled and did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked back. First, tell me how long I can live? "

Yang Ping thought for a moment and said, "If it is before you meet me, you can only live for three days. Three days later, your Yin and Yang system will collapse and never disappear. But meeting me will allow you to live for three months."

"Three months?

The old man's eyes flashed and he revealed a pensive look.

"Three months is enough."

The old man revealed a nostalgic look and said, "Actually, living to my current state, not to mention a walking corpse, it's probably about time. A person without a soul and a heart is equivalent to going against the heavens. Compared to you, you can also feel that the array formation outside isn't to intercept the enemy, but to block the Heavenly Dao's detection. This is a array formation set up by Lord Xuan Zun."

Yang Ping was shocked once again.

He didn't expect that the old man would be so deep with the Murong Family. He even personally set up a formation to slow down the life of the old ancestor of the Murong Family.

"I'll first stabilize the balance of Yin and Yang in your body."

Yang Ping didn't say much. He used his unparalleled medical skills and started to insert needles into the old man's body. Each needle seemed to hit the acupuncture point of fate, improving the balance of Yin and Yang. With the number of needles, the bamboo forest in the small world was full of vitality. Some withered bamboo sprouts grew out.

The needles were inserted very quickly, and the needle was retracted even faster.

The old man's face was red, and his eyes were like gods. He sighed and said, "Amazing. Truly amazing. Your medical skills are not much worse than Lord Xuan Zun's."

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

The old man shook his head and said seriously, "You don't need to be humble. Your medical skills have already surpassed Master Xuan Zun's. You can do something that he can't solve. It was enough to explain the problem. "Now let me tell you, this power comes from there."

Yang Ping listened attentively.0

The old man said, "Secret realm."

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