Grandmaster of Heroes

"This little brother, you are so angry that you are different from ordinary people. I happened to hand-copy a copy of "The Broken Stone" and sell it to you for a hundred dollars. You buy it to pray in front of the god, read it, and burn it. It’s okay.

"Master, don't you look like I'm mentally retarded."

"Yes, don't force me, young man, wait for you to rise up and get rid of it, come back and beg me, then burn ten copies of the "Broken Canon"."

The old incense burner was nagging, and began to sell his handwritten scriptures to Xu Zhi, and also played the trick of indulgence, which was too unprofessional.

"Abobo, you have used that pile of bad scripture books to deceive people again. Xu Zhi, please collect your money better. Don't let him see it. His old man's eyes can be pointed. Who has money and who has no money? ."

"You are the granddaughter of the old guy, grow up so fast in the blink of an eye, ah, how many times have you said, don't poke me in front of foreigners, then A Tubo will have a hard time in his later years, A Tubo this It’s not a lie, it’s also a matter of relying on talent to eat. There is always some truth in the world."

Gu Baobao didn't say a word, the master showed the original shape, so Xu Zhi burst into tears and laughed, it seems that his image is not in line with the local personality, then he will be stared at by Atubo.

There are a lot of stone, wood and mud Buddha statues in the ancient lotus temple, and one resident living person will incense an old man, who will rely on charity to eat, drink, and live.

"Go for a walk, Xu Zhi, let's go to see the treasure of Dongcili. Let's go, Abo."

Most ancestral shrines engrave their glorious deeds when they enshrine their ancestors. Fortunately in life, they cherish the memory of their juniors. In Meishan Township, in addition to engraving a name on the stele, these ancestors are mostly portrayed by their life experience.

"The same cultivation method, everyone has different cultivation, different perceptions, different seal cutting, and many of them are copied by the descendants according to the ancestors' cultivation notes and other materials."

"Look, this true martial art, I remember hearing A Tubo said before, transcribed 237 kinds of practice experience."

The dense cave temples are the Wuguan mounds of the ancestors of Meishan Township. The unique customs also created a unique cultural precipitation.

"interesting."

Xu Zhi's eyes swept, and the small words on the stone walls came into view. Most of these ancestors were of low cultivation level. They saw nearly a hundred people. Among them, the highest achievement was the expert cultivator. Wandering, each person's emphasis on portrayal of the practice is different, resulting in thousands of scenes of martial arts and Qi practice on the stone walls, with different shapes.

"Your ancestors are really amazing. If there are descendants who encounter the ancestors during their cultivation, they will be able to cure the disease at least."

Some of the problems encountered by the ancestors were remarked and explained on their own, and some of them did not even want to understand until death. Some later generations who solved the problems took the stone tablets and placed them on one side.

Cave temples are built around the mountains, densely distributed around the ancient lotus temple, some are deep into the mountains, and even enter the underground, forming a complex underground kingdom.

The ancient cave shrine carvings were weathered and fuzzy, covered with green moss, and the more they went inside, the more so.

"It is said that these ancestors would call their descendants to listen to the school exam every few decades. If they fail, they will not be returned, and they must practice with them for a lifetime."

While visiting, Gu Baobao told Xu Zhi some rumors about Meishan Township. This place is already in the depths of the Dongci Temple. The writing on the monument almost disappeared, and some of the monuments were still broken and broken into pieces. A few pieces lost their reading value. These cave temples can only be used as cultural relics to commemorate.

"Your ancestors are really strict."

"Of course, we are the hometown of martial arts, right, after reading so much, do you have any gains."

"It's good. I have broadened my knowledge. Now I have a lot of things in my head. It is really a gain to see so many people's spiritual experience."

Many ancestors who are forced to practice poorly are useless, but the problems encountered by some people from basic practitioners to expert practitioners are quite inspiring to Xu Zhi. This kind of content cannot be found on the Internet. It is also difficult for the school to meet such intensive practitioners, who gave some reference to a certain extent.

"This trip is worthwhile."

In the end, Xu Zhi added another sentence. It is also a very proud thing to take Gubaobao's happy hometown and be liked by others.

"Then let's go back. After turning here for two or three hours, my head is a little dizzy, but fortunately there are signs, otherwise we will be difficult to find the way back."

After hundreds of thousands of years, Meishan Township does not know how many people have built a cave temple in this place. It is winding and twisting, and it is constantly deepened and extended above and below the ground. The place where the two are in is very dark and still straight. I took an energy lamp to go so far.

A cloud of gray rose from the sky, instantly flooding the cave temple channel, the sudden change, the scared ancient bag screamed, his face pale.

"Adult Ancestor Pulling People Here"

Gu Baobao turned around and looked behind him. There was nowhere to look. There was no Xu Zhi half figure, no energy lamp.

In the thick fog, even if it is illuminated by an energy lamp, the scope of exposure is still limited. This is obviously the ancestor's clue that the ancestors call their descendants to hear the school test.

"Don't ask, don't think about it, we keep going out."

Xu Zhi, who had two relic experiences, shouted at the ancient bag. Suddenly he took the hand of the ancient bag, and the ancient bag disappeared.

To enter the ruins, one is to touch the gray fog, the other is to have some kind of idea of ​​wanting to enter, and the third is to comply with the entry rules of the ruins, such as cultivation, age, etc.

"Are I really an evil star, with a white tiger on my forehead soaring to the sky, where is the scourge and where is the scourge, and now even the ancient bags are inevitable."

Thinking of the old incense burner, Xu Zhi couldn't help but produce some shadows. It was a good time after decades. This decade is ten years, twenty years, thirty or fifty years, who counted the last time, so pinched Click, just wait for us to come in.

If it is said according to the ancient bag, it is only opened once every few decades. Only the villagers know that this ruin is likely to be in a state of few or no people exploring, and not many families are willing to spend dozens of hours guarding in one place , Just to wait for a few explorers to open to the door.

Even this ruin is likely to be verified by few people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is just a kind of magical legend of Meishan Township as an ancestor.

"Where is the blue disc, the main entrance."

Strictly adhering to the idea of ​​not going into the ruins, Xu Zhi walked in the dense fog for a few minutes. In the cave temple, the scene has become distorted, and the signs and roads are indistinguishable.

After bumping around for several times, after the bumpy nose and swollen face, Xu Zhixin swept his mind and let go of his thoughts.

"enter"

If you can’t find the main entrance of the ruins, you can only enter from this dangerous misty area. You must find the ancient bags as soon as possible. This girl is not good at anything except crying. A skeleton can kill her.

I hope this ruin will not be card repaired, and the limit will be stuck under the basic practitioner.

Thinking of the gap between the ancient bag and his Qi training, Xu Zhi was very big for a while.

Fortunately, he stepped in.