Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 484 Philosophical question, who am I?

'Using the experience of this failure to set up the next action sounds like death. '

Lin Feng didn't know what Difa was thinking.

But everyone can see the current situation clearly. No matter what information these people got from the information left by Gun, they all failed.

After all, people who live in the great lake, no matter what, have the same needs for soil and "gods" as the peoples who live beside the great river.

Water is the source of life and can bring life, but water can also easily get rid of all life.

Lin Feng complained in his heart.

Failure is the mother of success, but use my mother's experience to deal with things that my mother can't handle.

I'm afraid it will happen again.

Now it seems that Difa must have received much more information than those who were lost here, and he must have been more fully prepared, otherwise, he would not have chosen to come here to die.

"Di Fa is in a hurry, but he is not crazy. '

Another strange thought, when the thought came to this point, Lin Feng subconsciously looked at his finger, and a flame appeared on his finger.

Strangely, only he could see this flame.

No one else can see it.

Neither "Fang Xiangshi" nor "Di Fa" can see this flame at all, it seems that this flame is a treasure that belongs to Lin Feng alone.

Lin Feng quietly played with this object, and the flame quickly entered Lin Feng's body.

It was a strange idea, these flames kept whispering to Lin Feng.

"Master".

Lin Feng frowned, a lot of memories appeared in his memory, this is his whole life?
Lin Feng didn't know, but these memories were too real.

Calmly followed Difa.

Difa was walking faster and faster. In the darkness, it was easy to lose the sense of direction and purpose. The rest of the people followed Difa closely. Qualified leader.

He is the person who knows the most and the calmest here.

Lin Feng didn't look back, but he heard a popping sound.

That was the sound of a large amount of gravel sticking to the ceiling.

It's a pity that no matter how high the flames are here, they can't light up the ceiling.

Difa didn't allow everyone to look behind.

"Looking behind is not allowed, those who disobey the order will be beheaded!"

His orders were so overbearing that Lin Feng could only keep going.

on this road.

Lin Feng saw more details, and he saw more corpses buried underneath.

Some of them are not the followers of Gun, they are taller, and there are some animal bones beside them, and more importantly, there is a person whose body is "empty".

It's a nest.

"These are wizards from the Jiuli tribe."

Glancing at it, Di Fa said.

The more you go inside, the more you can see that this square used to be a sacrificial square, and the ground is engraved with flame ravines and mantras, but it is only in the yellow sand.

These flames are all structured into sand.

Can't burn.

There are also some gravel foundation stones, which should be objects for sacrifices, but now they are completely deserted.

Not sure what it looks like.

Everyone started to get nervous.

As they went deeper, the gravel on both sides began to get higher and higher. In this case, some people were not nervous, and the more gravel inside, the more relaxed they were.

On the contrary, it was safer and fell asleep obediently.

Difa's voice was not low, but everyone was very scared.

Difa told them not to be nervous or afraid, "We can't wake them up."

Difa said.

"How can humans wake up nature?"

……

There is a line of Du Fu's poem called "Boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling."

This line of poetry is also common today.

In the depths of the underworld, a large amount of yellow sand fell from everyone's heads.

At this moment, Zhang Daoling is beside Qingshan Jijiu, and he personally protects Qingshan Jijiu, because he knows that Qingshan Jijiu is also a part of his enlightenment.

It is no exaggeration to say that whoever hurts Qingshan Jijiu will have an unresolvable grudge with Zhang Daoling.

The hatred of obstructing the way is irreconcilable.

The male and female twin swords, as the top magic weapon, hovered beside Zhang Daoling.

Before the huge bronze coffin, a burning mountain blocked his way.

Qingshan Jijiu looked at the burning mountain, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

When he met the mountain when it appeared, he saluted with both hands, showing his respect for his comrades and martyrs. What the corpse in the bronze coffin said was true.

He did not deceive people.

He was indeed in history and captured many historians, but what these people didn't know was that historians split into several schools a long time ago.

"Different road non-phase plan".

An existence like a historian has a firm will and is almost unconvincing.

When it comes to the level of the conflict of principles, there is no shortcut, either like the Buddha, surrendering heretics, or Confucius punishing Shaomao, starting from the root.

There will always be methods and means, but the historians at that time were divided. According to different ideas, they each embarked on different paths.

Zhang Daoling moved with anger at this moment, showing the means of exorcism.

Physical exorcism is not like a forgotten thing that was banished to the underworld, a thing that was slain by male and female swords, and was witnessed by Qingshan offering wine. Even if it is in the depths of the underworld, there is absolutely no possibility of resurrection.

There are ghost faces all over the place.

At this moment, these ghost faces were completely dead.

Zhang Daoling is also worried about these ghost faces. If it wasn't for the rush of time today, he might have to set up a magic altar. He wants to use the characteristics of the male and female swords to go upstream and fight with Qingshan Jijiu from the source. Kill these evildoers!
Zhang Daoling hadn't used this move before, but he met such an enemy.

The enemy of Qingshan Jijiu is his enemy.

Just in case, this kind of spell is not impossible to use.

Just when it was about to enter the port, gravel began to fall from the sky. Encountered such a situation, even Zhang Daoling cautiously put down the male and female swords in his hands.

The corpse lying down again did not speak.

He just revealed a kind of joy from inside his body.

Zhang Daoling looked at Qingshan Jijiu, Zhang Daoling is the most familiar with the ghosts and ghosts in the last years of the Han Dynasty, but if we talk about these ancient and weird situations.

Qingshan Jijiu is a veteran.

Zhang Daoling glanced at Qingshan Jijiu's expression, and knew that the visitor was not kind. He asked Qingshan Jijiu what it was, and Qingshan Jijiu said that he didn't know what it was.

But something is definitely not right.

There are more and more gravel in the sky, and Qingshan Jijiu already understands what happened.

Something has been pulled out from the forgotten history, and only historians can pull it out by one person.

Anyway, he didn't see anything natural.

Then only Lin Feng can pull out these natural things from history.

What is this doing?
During the fight, Qingshan Jijiu saw the bronze gate not far away, and the bronze gate was tightly closed without any gaps.

It can even be said that this door is cast in one piece.

At the same time of casting, he never thought about the possibility of opening the door, but Qingshan Jijiu knew very well that Lin Feng was outside, because the "game console" was behind it.

Only when you get close can you notice where the "game console" is, but the "game console" is now in a "downtime" state, and this "downtime" is still a new word Qingshan Jijiu learned.

It can be said that the "Green Mountain Game Machine" has begun to "downtime".

"nature."

Qingshan Jijiu didn't dare to rush forward, mainly because he didn't know how much nature was behind it.

Judging from the current situation, things are almost beyond his imagination.

Although he didn't know exactly how much Lin Feng was deeply involved with nature.

But judge others by yourself.

He knew that during the process of witnessing, these people were connected with some unimaginable things that no one wanted to be connected with. Resist these horrors.

Even if you take the wrong path, you will encounter misfortune.

Let alone a historian.

Qingshan Jijiu glanced at Zhang Daoling.

"Quick fix, the problem is not here, the problem is behind the door."

"This isn't Difa either. It's the hostility and obsession left behind by Difa. It should be some method I haven't seen before."

There is no way for Qingshan to offer wine.

He could see that the situation in front of him was that someone was blocking them.

After this mountain was exposed, the real master behind it no longer paid attention to these things, and his mission had been completed.

Qingshan Jijiu was very disturbed, because he knew that Difa was not a fool. As the monarch of the Xia Dynasty, and in time, he saw the essence of this world. He knew that his death was a foregone conclusion for the historian to see. .

But if one historian kills another, this settlement can be changed.

In other words, his death was not considered a real death.

This is true even of witnessed deaths.

Therefore, every historian lives in the shadows all his life.

Did Di Fa dare to do this because of Lin Feng?

Is it because of this door that Lin Feng can be deprived of his qualifications?
Qingshan Jijiu thought about this and became a little nervous. Standing beside him, Zhang Daoling felt the tension of Qingshan Jijiu, so he cut his wrist.

Blood flowed out.

Before Zhang Daoling survived, he refined the elixir in Longhu Mountain. When he was refining the elixir in Longhu Mountain, the elixir was completed, and the auspicious clouds in the sky looked like dragons and tigers.

Therefore, the place of enlightenment is Heming Mountain, but he has a constant connection with Longhu Mountain.

His blood naturally carried a "nature-like" aura.

Zhang Daoling didn't use blood to draw amulets, Zhang Daoling looked at the high mountain in front of him without moving.

Qingshan Jijiu subconsciously took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

There is a special aura naturally on this small porcelain bottle. It is obvious that these are some special objects, just like the ashes of the fish from the Yak Sect on the plateau.

It is very suitable for storing Zhang Daoling's blood.

After Zhang Daoling took the great medicine, he himself became a great medicine, but obviously, cannibalism is not the mainstream way of cultivating immortality, and people who can eat the current Zhang Tianshi don't care about this situation at all.

And those who want to eat Zhang Daoling have to think about one thing.

That is to see if his appetite is good, if he can digest Zhang Daoling.

If you can't digest Zhang Daoling.

It is inevitable that there must be a story about the Buddha emerging from the belly.

The difference is that the Buddha may feel that he has burst out of the belly of the Buddha's mother, and he calls him the Buddha's mother.

But Zhang Daoling is not necessarily so.

Zhang Daoling will definitely raise his two swords and shout, "Yaoxie, die!"

The strong have their own paths.

If you want to take a shortcut, you have to see if the male and female swords in Zhang Tianshi's hands are still sharp!

There is another thing, Qingshan Jijiu has been hidden in his heart, and he has not told others.

That is the development of history, there are occasional, but there are also many inevitable.

Zhang Daoling’s road to proving the Tao seems to be a kind of necessity. He will definitely prove the Tao at a certain time, as if nature will become nature. In the ancient era of Yu’s flood control, there must be that flood Same.

Unavoidable.

No one can prevent this from happening.

This is the law, something that seems to be fate, but absolutely has nothing to do with fate. It is not clear what the reason is.

There are historians who specialize in studying these things.

But according to the observation of people from the Qingshan lineage, those who can do this will not end well.

If you have come into contact with the deep nature, there is no "historian", or to put it more extreme, few people can maintain themselves, and some people are called saints, that is, they can have a taste of nature.

Gather what works in it.

And get out of your own way.

There is no such thing as "human beings have limits, so I am not human now".

However, this is just a feeling, an idea, without any test.

It seems that Zhang Daoling doesn't really like others to try it out, is this correct?

Blood flowed out.

In the black mountain, the existence inside began to move around.

Zhang Daoling's pupils were very indifferent, and there seemed to be thunder and fire flickering in the eyes of this "young" Taoist priest.

This place gathers weirdness, man-made nature, nature, and nature-like.

Even if there are some strange underworlds that present natural phenomena, they will not come near here. This is something that some historians who study nature are curious about.

That is these natures, will there be the idea of ​​"the king does not see the king".

In this vague thinking.

From among the black rocks, something hidden began to gradually come out.

Zhang Daoling laughed.

Qingshan Jijiu moved forward, and Zhang Daoling said angrily, "Stay back! Also, my blood."

While he was speaking, a gust of wind blew the Qingshan Jijiu staggeringly back.

It seemed that Zhang Daoling didn't want a drop of blood to appear on Qingshan Jijiu's body.

According to reason.

Qingshan Jijiu will not murder Zhang Daoling.

But Zhang Daoling didn't want to gamble on this just in case.

People can't capsize in the gutter.

Especially the gutter of the historian is notoriously sinister and terrifying!
……

Lin Feng's eyes gradually brightened. He didn't know that this was an opportunity, but he knew that he seemed to have obtained some great information.

The life of "my master" slowly passed before his eyes, and every time he was in a trance, someone (Di Fa) would remind him to separate this idea of ​​"being one with my master" into two halves .

And there is also a phantom image of the Soaring Snake in his mind, this Soaring Snake is very chilling, and it will remind Lin Feng when it is important.

'Historist'.

More importantly, Lin Feng vaguely saw a tree, which was also in the flames.

Unlike Huo Dou and Teng Snake, Lin Feng found this tree extremely pleasing to the eye, as if this tree was himself.

While he was grasping the knowledge of his "master", on the other hand, he looked at everything around him again, and had a different view.

Next to it, the sand and gravel on both sides are as high as mountains, as long as they pour down a little, according to the amount of sand here, it only takes a blink of an eye to submerge them.

These people, like those tribes who did not escape from here, will be turned into mummies.

But at this moment, Lin Feng was finally no longer nervous and afraid, because he could be sure that this was "nature".

Here, it may be the place where the Hanba once stayed!

According to the experience of the "master", the possibility of the Hanba being a "imaginary image" is higher than the possibility that there is a real image of a goddess in Tsing Yi.

(End of this chapter)