I will survive with proficiency

After Chen Ping bid farewell to several fellow Taoists, he continued walking along one of the dark and damp tunnels.

The tunnels here are intricate and complicated. Strictly speaking, Chen Ping doesn't know whether he is walking forward or backward.

The only thing that made him fortunate was that the secret passages here seemed to be disorganized and criss-crossed, but he could read a bit of a formation in them.

Perhaps the underground palace itself was designed to increase the difficulty for intruders to travel.

Or maybe it's for some sort of ritual.

Chen Ping himself is the top second-order formation mage, and he has practiced the psychedelic formation specially used to trap enemies to the level of Dzogchen.

The understanding of the second-order formation has reached its peak.

This is also helpful to him when he is looking for the direction in the underground palace now. He can vaguely see which passages may be forks and which passages may be the correct direction.

So, don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills.

Sometimes he himself will question whether he has spent too much time on the practice of various miscellaneous skills, all of which are used to increase his cultivation base, isn't it good for him?

But it was only at this moment that I realized that it was all worth it.

These are life-saving skills.

Empty self-cultivation will not work here.

If he doesn't know how to use formations, he can only choose the path like other monks at this moment, relying on Meng, making mistakes and trying again, and constantly trying to make mistakes.

The problem is, the more trial and error, the more danger.

Of course, even if one can distinguish between the 'door of life and the door of death' with the knowledge of the formation, even if one walks on the path of the door of life, it does not mean safety.

Even Shengmen is more likely to be trapped.

So always be cautious.

'Um? '

‘There are texts? '

When passing by a secret road at this moment, Chen Ping found that the stone wall was actually engraved with words.

This phenomenon occasionally appeared in so many tunnels he walked through. But there is no such charm in the text.

The text here is written in ancient texts.

Chen Ping couldn't fully understand it, he didn't even know some words, and he could only understand a small part of the meaning. But among the limited and intelligible words, he vaguely felt that these words were not simple, relying on his understanding of countless spells.

Just can't tell where it's special.

‘There is still a painting? '

Chen Ping saw at the end of the text there was a not-so-small picture of gorgeous women going out of the bath. The women in the picture were lifelike, and the water in that bend of the hot spring seemed to be flowing, steaming and steaming.

A slender and unobstructed leg of the beautiful girl in the bath seems to be about to step out of the picture...

etc?

something wrong?

How could the paintings on the stone walls be so lifelike?

Chen Ping quickly shook his head, looked over again, and saw that the picture of a beautiful woman coming out of the bath was only carved out of rough stone, how could there be any mist?

How can there be any fair skin?

Chen Ping subconsciously touched the Xie Xie Talisman in his arms, but he still had a slight fever, and he didn't have the kind of violent reaction when encountering Xie Chong.

He just breathed a sigh of relief.

But his intuition told him that this painting was by no means simple, how could it be so simple that a Golden Core cultivator could almost make him look good?

He leaves quickly.

This underground palace is full of weirdness. Curiosity will kill the cat, so it's better to be careful.

Just after he walked several feet away, the giant painting behind him trembled slightly, and three beauties out of the bath appeared in the tunnel without warning.

With Chen Ping's resentment for not touching the picture scroll.

Chen Ping walked in front, slowed down, and slowly touched the evil charm in his sleeve with one hand, he felt something was wrong.

An eerie feeling came from behind.

"Broken~"

Before Chen Pingren could turn around, he threw out a few evil-killing talismans, and at the same time shot dozens of heavenly punishment thunder halos with his backhand.

He didn't know what was behind him.

In short, it is right to strike first.

At the same time, the figure retreated violently again. In the process, I turned around and saw three beauties out of the bath flashing into a tunnel like ghosts, dodging the halo of lightning and a few talismans, and after the spell disappeared, they appeared again strangely in the tunnel. In the tunnel, from far to near in the blink of an eye.

Standing in front of the giant painting.

Dressed in a transparent piece as thin as a cicada's wing, he just looked at Chen Ping with a charming smile, without making a sound or a word, but it seemed that his whole body was talking——

——Come on, come on.

Chen Ping didn't succeed in one move, and knew that he had met his opponent. These three evil spirits are probably many times stronger than the evil spirit he met just now.

With a movement of his consciousness, more than a hundred evil-killing talismans were shot at the wall on the left, and he turned around and ejected more than a hundred evil-killing talismans to the right wall again.

Although the evil-killing talisman is valuable, life is even more valuable.

Fortunately, I have enough Punishing Talismans.

More than two hundred talismans went down, and the righteousness and rhyme brought by the talismans flowed quickly along the wall under the guidance of Chen Ping's spiritual power, and then connected together.

The fork in the road, including the tunnel, was also completely sealed off.

He needs to seal off these forks in the road, and completely block the escape route of the evil spirit.

The three female evil spirits didn't seem to expect that the monk would throw so many evil-killing talismans at once, and they were anthropomorphically stunned for a moment.

This is completely beyond the normal level of understanding.

A little suspicious.

However, they were only taken aback for a moment, at the moment they saw Chen Ping sealing off their escape route, they jumped up at the same time and rushed towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping threw out more than a hundred evil-killing talismans in the air.

On the opposite side, the three evil spirits saw that the talismans were too dense to avoid, so they rushed towards the evil-killing talismans flying in the air, regardless of them.

The evil-killing talisman exploded on them, causing them to let out a series of tragic screams.

But it didn't stop them from moving forward.

Chen Ping's scalp was numb, and the moment he threw the evil-killing talisman, the 2,000-year-old Wanlei Bamboo appeared in his hand, and he threw out the thunder and lightning halos of Heaven's Punishment Thunder for free.

The sound of "crackling" resounded through the tunnel.

Evil screams came and went.

The three evil spirits were completely enraged, and they rushed towards Chen Ping's direction. They survived being hit by hundreds of evil-killing talismans, and even continued to move forward.

Chen Ping was shocked.

So he threw out more than a hundred evil-killing talismans.

Xie Chong, who was still persisting, suddenly showed despair, turned around and wanted to escape back to the ancient painting, but the dense halo of thunder and lightning never stopped.

leprechaun.

go to hell.

"Crackling~"

The three female evil spirits screamed fiercely, and reached out to reach for the ancient painting, only to find that their hands were blown off in an instant. Unable to advance an inch, they let go and attacked Chen Ping, and unfortunately found that almost the entire tunnel was covered with a halo of lightning.

In the end, it was blown up without a trace and completely annihilated.

To be on the safe side, Chen Ping didn't dare to stop, and bombarded the open space one after another.

It didn't stop casting until the evil-killing talisman didn't emit any heat.

It was really scary.

Fortunately, bring a little talisman.

Fortunately, Tian Punishment Lei Xiu is a little more proficient.

Otherwise, today will be really troublesome.

Chen Ping recalled what he saw when he first came to this secret passage. Judging from the traces at that time, some monks should have passed by here, and it is unknown how many people suffered.

These three evil spirits are obviously not ordinary goods.

At this moment, on the picture scroll on the wall, the three beauties out of the bath have become dim. Even if you look at it with a fixed eye, you can't see any charm of bright eyes and kindness.

It was a very poor picture scroll.

‘Strange, there is clearly evil in the painting just now, but why didn’t the evil-killing talisman emit any heat when I passed by here just now? '

‘I didn’t even get hot or burn while I was hallucinating. '

'This painting can not only contain evil spirits, but also shield evil spirits? '

When Chen Ping thought of this, he was not only surprised again.

According to the information he has learned in the past, evil spirits can be artificially controlled. For example, Moxiu has a secret method that can turn the soul of a monster after death into a demonized evil spirit, which greatly increases its power.

But this kind of evil spirit is also strong.

As long as you get close to it, the Xie Xie Talisman will definitely heat up.

Chen Ping has never heard of a method that can hide evil spirits.

'There is a ghostly cultivator in this world, and I don't know if this painting is related to the ghostly cultivator? '

'If this painting is something like a magic weapon to contain evil spirits, then what about these ancient characters that are not fully recognizable? '

Chen Ping thought for a while, and drew the Seven Star Longyuan Sword.

With a wave of the ancient sword, four sword qi flew out, neatly cutting off the picture scroll and the stone wall engraved with words, and then swung the sword again to split the rectangular stone into two.

The picture scroll is about one foot long (about 3.3 meters) and a rectangular picture scroll less than half a foot wide.

The same is true for text steles.

Chen Ping held up the two stone tablets with spiritual power, put them down, took out a stack of evil-killing talismans, pasted the front, back, left, and right sides of the two stone tablets with evil-killing talismans one by one, and then put them into a separate storage bag.

He knew very little about the weirdness, so he couldn't know the value of the text and the scroll.

Bring it back first.

Then look for some information.

Chen Ping put away his things, swallowed a Qi Gathering Pill to replenish his spiritual power, and then quickly left the place of right and wrong.

...

Not long after Chen Ping left, two golden elixirs and one foundation builder, a total of three monks hurried to the secret path where Chen Ping had fought just now.

"Senior, that's right there."

The foundation-building cultivator pointed to the direction of the other end of the dark passage, with lingering fear and fluke of survival in his tone:

"The junior saw with his own eyes a senior at the early stage of Jindan was entangled by evil spirits there, and finally, he was dragged into a painting. It was only the junior who ran far away and ran fast that he managed to save his life."

While talking, he retreated behind the two golden cores.

What he didn't say was that he had a haggard scar on his upper arm from being injured by evil spirits.

"Coward, what's there to be afraid of with an old man around?" the white-bearded old man in the late Jindan stage scolded.

Even though he said so, the old man couldn't help but move his Adam's apple.

The evil here is not simple.

Sometimes it is not necessarily feasible to rely solely on realm suppression.

Besides, according to what the junior Foundation Establishment said, this evil spirit is so powerful that it can directly devour an early Golden Core.

If it wasn't for the Foundation Establishment cultivator asking him to save the golden core that was dragged into the painting in front of the group of cultivators, and he boasted in advance, that he couldn't save himself, he wouldn't want to take this muddy water.

"I've been standing here for so long, but the evil has never appeared. I guess I ran away long ago. According to the old man, there is no need to go there. How would you like it, friend Zhu?" The white-bearded old man said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Jin Dan next to him relaxed his clenched hands, and hurriedly cupped his hands:

"What Fellow Daoist Li said is true."

Paused, feeling unsafe, and added:

"The evil spirit is the most sensitive to the perception of strangers. Since it has not appeared for so long, it is impossible for it to still be around."

"Wait a minute." The old monk raised his hand, and with the released consciousness, he saw that there were no ancient paintings at all in the place described by the monk who established the foundation.

There is only a big hole on the stone wall.

The tunnel is also very special, the water stains are completely dried up, and everywhere is scorched black.

With a movement of his body, he appeared in front of the hole in the next second, his mouth was slightly opened in surprise.

The two people behind also hurried over.

"Friend Daoist Li..." The middle-aged Jin Dan just wanted to ask about the situation when he saw the flat hole.

"Little friend, in that scroll, how many pictures of beautiful women in baths?" The white-bearded old man asked lightly.

"...Yes." Foundation Establishment cultivator was puzzled, fearing that the two seniors would misunderstand that he was lying, he hurriedly said:

"Senior, what this junior said is true. Although this junior was very far away at that time, but the golden core senior was wearing a star flint, and this junior can still see clearly every move here. Here is a picture of a beautiful girl coming out of the bath, which is lifelike. "

"Beast." The old man looked at the wall and sighed:

"Which fellow daoist is it? He actually took Xie Chong home with him and the bathing pool. Even Xie Chong was not spared, what a role model for my generation!"

The two people behind: ...

"No." The middle-aged Jin Dan knocked on the ground:

"The soil on this ground is nearly a foot thick and has been burned into scorched earth. This..."

Several people looked at the secret passage again, only to find that it was scorched black everywhere.

"This is at least five or six monks who shot at the same time, and it's like this."

"should be."

"..."

Chen Ping walked through the tunnels carefully, and walked like this for a while, he saw that the passages became wider and wider, and the water stains became less and less.

Occasionally, you can also see some weird sculptures and stone statues.

The roof of the cave is also getting higher and higher.

Until a burst of uproar came into Chen Ping's ears, and under his inspection, he saw that he had reached a core area of ​​the underground palace.

It was a big cave.

There are many familiar figures in the cave.

Xiyue?

"Master...sister." Chen Ping was overjoyed, and rushed out of the secret passage and walked over.

This kind of joy is not only the joy of seeing Xiyue, but also the joy of seeing the big army and being out of danger temporarily.

"Brother..." Xiyue was also overjoyed.

To let Xiyue call him elder brother, Chen Ping was full of vicious humor, and he felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

"Sister, I'm worried about you to death, but luckily you're alive." Chen Ping went over and hugged her.

Xiyue froze for a moment.

Then a foot stomped heavily on Chen Ping's instep.

Chen Ping...

'Don't get me wrong, it's a full set of acting, how can a brother not be excited to see his sister alive? ’...Chen Ping calmly transmitted the sound.

Xiyue gritted her teeth and laughed.

"What's the situation here?" Chen Ping let go of the soft master, and looked around for a while.

The cave is very wide, like a small square. There are some sculptures, some murals, and some collapsed ruins around the cave.

There were twenty or thirty people in the cave.

It seems that there are not many people here.

When these people saw Chen Ping coming in, they just nodded slightly, and continued to look up at an ancient pagoda in the center of the cave.

Only a few Taoist friends who knew Chen Ping greeted Chen Ping from a distance, and when they saw Chen Ping hugging his sister, they didn't bother him.

"According to what the guardian of the ancient pagoda over there said, this is the central area of ​​the underground palace. If there is a way to get out of Canglan hidden in the underground palace, then it is most likely hidden here. Everyone is now comprehending the secret." Xi Xi Moon said seriously.

No wonder.

No wonder everyone seemed very busy, even when other fellow daoists came in, there wasn't much greeting.

They were all looking for a way out of the Canglan Grassland.

"Let's not talk about getting out of the Canglan Grassland, how can I get out of this underground palace? Doesn't anyone care about this?" Chen Ping said in a low voice.

"There is no need to worry about this. The passage was opened by Jiang Youwei and the three together, and we were all sucked into the underground palace at that moment. But the ancient formation was not completely destroyed, and we will be thrown out again after a certain period of time. "Xiyue whispered, in public, she consciously avoided calling herself 'this seat'.

Chen Ping cursed in his heart.

I am afraid that the guardians of the ancient pagoda already knew this information, why did they keep it from everyone?

Sure enough, the world of cultivating immortals only has interests, not honesty.

Even if it is for the same goal.

"Angry? But it's understandable. If you knew this in advance, would you still explore around? No, you would just stay where you are and wait for the moment when you are thrown out."

Xiyue seemed to have seen through Chen Ping's resentment, and said softly, as an old antique who has lived for hundreds of years, she seems to have taken all this lightly.

I saw human nature clearly.

Chen Ping thought of something, and asked jokingly:

"If one day, in order to achieve an extremely important goal, the master needs to implement a certain behavior, and this behavior is likely to put the disciple in an extremely dangerous situation. If you don't pay attention, you will die, and the master will Do you do that?"

The questions seemed frivolous, even teasing in nature.

But Chen Ping did not ask casually.

In fact, there is a purpose.

According to Jiang Youwei's conversation with the haggard old man, and the simple and honest monk's questioning of the soul, it can be seen that there is either no way to get out of the Canglan grassland. If there is, then this method must be related to the imprisonment from the demon world to the human world.

When stepping out of the Canglan Grassland means breaking this confinement, how will Xiyue choose?

It is necessary for Chen Ping to know this.

He will never allow himself to be trapped in the Canglan grassland for the rest of his life. He wants to live forever, to live the same life as the sky.

Instead of wasting your limited lifetime here.

"I know what you want to ask, don't worry, even if there is no way to get the best of both worlds, I will not disregard your life or death, I owe you my life. But don't worry, trust me, I can find a way to get the best of both worlds." Xiyue The beautiful eyes stared straight at Chen Ping's eyes, and said seriously.

For a moment, Chen Ping didn't know if she knew what he was going to ask.

But her serious expression gives people a feeling of trustworthiness.

"Let's not talk about this, why are there only so few people here? How long have you been here?" Chen Ping changed the subject.

Xiyue straightened her body:

"Me? I've been here a long time."

"It's been a long time?" Chen Ping was surprised.

"Yeah, when I fell in, I happened to be just outside this cave, separated by two tunnels, and came here very quickly. What about you? Didn't you encounter any danger?" Xiyue asked back.

hiss.

Chen Ping felt like he had a lemon in his heart.

People are really more popular than people.

I have worked so hard and gone through a lot of hardships, just like a Tang monk learning the scriptures, and finally came here.

It turned out that someone was born in Rome.

What else is this playing.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Chen Ping felt tight in his chest, just angry.

But after thinking about it, how lucky he was compared to the dead monks he met on the road.

"Well, it's good that there is no danger. I will hurry up and look for any clues, and try to get something before going out." Xiyue looked at the center of the cave and said:

"According to what the guardian of the ancient pagoda said, I am afraid that the time left at this moment is not much, at most it will be a finger stick."

Chen Ping nodded.

He looked around again, the cave was very big and there were not many people, but it seemed that every key point was being scrutinized carefully.

"One more thing. This underground palace seems to be protected by a formation. Can you figure out what kind of formation this formation is?" Chen Ping asked softly. Seeing Xiyue's doubts, he continued:

"I know that you can't break this ancient formation by yourself. What I mean is, is there any loopholes, and if one day strays into a similar environment, you can easily get in and out. Even if it's not a few people, as long as you I can go in and out."

Xiyue raised her eyes:

"The formations in other places may not be like this. The most important thing is to avoid getting into it as much as possible."

"However, I can find a way to explore this formation. Whether I can understand its superficiality is unknown."

"En." Chen Ping nodded.

He just mentioned it casually, after all, the ancient formations in the Canglan Grassland are everywhere, so it can be regarded as thinking about the future for himself in advance.

As for whether you can get something or not, that's up to fate.