The sword is the devil

The two began to prepare to go deep into the cave.

The monks have a high psychological tolerance for such adventures. They know very well that there are no opportunities that can be easily obtained, and they are placed there for you to withdraw; It's just one of many hardships.

Hand over a finger cicada, "I am in front, you are behind, the distance is not less than ten feet; the finger cicada lightly taps three times to stop standby, two taps means there is an abnormality and can approach for support, and one tap means uncontrollable speed in distress Leave.

Junior brother, I am much older than you, and I have much more experience, and I have had similar experiences many times; I know that you are skilled in swordsmanship and fearless, but in the world of cultivation, there are too many things we can't control Sometimes it is better to take a step back and call someone than both of them.

I called you on this expedition, and of course I will lead it. You must remember that trusting my judgment is the first principle. Will you promise me? "

Hou Ying grinned, "Can I hide thirty feet away? Got it, am I the kind of person who doesn't know anything?"

Xiang Zhiwen shook his head, "It's not that you don't know things, you just don't believe in evil; but you have to understand that in such a narrow environment, if you cooperate with formation traps, even people from the three realms of the sky may not be able to do it well." sure, unless you know how to escape from earth, will you?"

Hou Ying blushed, "I can only get halfway in, and maybe I'll leave half of my ass outside..."

Xiang Zhiwen was quite at ease in his heart, this junior is a standard sword cultivator mentally, he is not panicked when encountering situations, he is quite quick-witted, and quick to respond. This is why he knows so many friends, why he alone asks him to help him reason.

Among other things, just this kind of attitude that the sky is falling and being covered, as if you never know what nervousness is, this is a rare trait.

"You protect my back and leave the front to me. The most important factor for a successful expedition is mutual trust. I trust you. What about you?"

Hou Ying nodded, "Well, I also trust your judgment."

Xiang Zhiwen nodded in satisfaction, holding a sword in one hand and holding an unknown treasure in the other, he burrowed into the hole.

After he walked nearly twenty feet away, Hou Ying followed him lightly.

He has never experienced an adventure, and the time at Jingyang Mountain is not considered at all, because he is simply visiting; he is not interested in all kinds of strange treasure-hunting adventures in the cultivation world, and he has never I think this is an essential part of spiritual practice.

What kind of cultivation mentality would entrust one's future in the inexplicable underground trap?Those who hunt for treasures are fools who want to get something for nothing, and those who keep treasures must be traps with ulterior motives. This is a logic that normal people can understand, but there are still many people in this cultivation world who are enthusiastic about it, and their brains are not in the same loop.

Of course, Xiang Zhiwen's expedition this time is somewhat different, it belongs to the exploration of the magic of nature, and such behavior will run through the monk's life; going out and seeing the world is the correct growth path for a practitioner.

He didn't argue that Xiang Zhiwen wanted to go ahead, even if he had already been here; this was not a question of familiarity, but a question of responsibility.

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As he walked, he was playing with the finger cicada in his hand, which is a high-end product that transmits messages to each other in a short distance. Obviously, Xiang Zhiwen put a lot of effort into this exploration.

This is an object that does not transmit information through spiritual fluctuations, but relies on the life connection between cicadas. It is especially suitable for use in narrow places, such as hells, labyrinths, tombs, etc.It can't transmit too complicated information, because Ling Chan can't understand human thoughts, but if it is agreed in advance, it can hit each other to warn each other by knocking.

With the strength of the two of them, Tongxuan and below will not be afraid of anyone; but the joy of cultivation lies in the asymmetry, besides fighting, there are many other aspects, enough to control a person's army, and even can't exert it. own good.

The last time he came in, he walked in for a full half an hour, and came out of the cave after an hour back and forth, because according to records, the meeting with Xiang Zhiwen ended hastily, but this time he went deeper, and the two of them had the intention of not giving up until the end .

Because the cave was too dark, Xiang Zhiwen in front put a bead on his hat, the Fourth Lord of Guanghua.

The unavoidable sound of walking through the cave does not matter whether it is illuminated or not. Anyway, it cannot be truly silent, so it is better to be generous.

This is a typical underground banyan cave structure, the temperature is suitable for hot and cold, but the space is getting more and more turbid, Xing Gong and the others can hold their breath for a long time now, and obtain the necessary air through spiritual power conversion, otherwise they would not be able to go on.

After going deep into the cave for an hour, they didn't know how much they had descended. It seemed that this place was almost approaching the height of the bottom of the mountain, but the faint spiritual power in the spring water made them feel that all their hard work had paid off.

At the depth of an hour, a spiritual spring finally appeared, but because of the structure of the coffin hole, the water from the spiritual spring could not leave the hole, so there was no sign of spiritual power at all outside.

But now the strength of the spirit spring is very low. If there is any, it may be good for ordinary mortals, but for them, this strength is far from enough. It is like soaking a few spirit stones in a bucket of water. Lingshi is still insoluble.

What Hou Ying admired was that after discovering the Lingquan, Xiang Zhiwen's speed slowed down instead, and he didn't show any impatience at all. This is the quality of a psychologically mature monk. The closer to the destination, the more Hold your breath.

But Houying behind showed a puzzled expression. He felt that the current situation seemed familiar?It seems that it was the same situation in Jingyang Cave back then. There was a faint inspiration in the spring water, but the real mystery was in the stalactites hanging upside down.

He really wanted to remind Xiang Zhiwen to pay attention to the situation above his head, but he didn't know how to say it. Friends are friends, but he would not easily reveal the secrets of seniors like Zanli. This is the minimum respect in the cultivation world.

You can only pay attention to the top of your head, and notify Xiang Zhiwen if you find something abnormal.

And he is not sure that this is a copy of Weak Cold Spring. There are no two identical people in this world, and there are also no two identical Lingquan.

Fortunately, if it continues, there will be a moment when the truth will come to light.

His judgment was accurate, Xiang Zhiwen was indeed experienced, and he noticed the abnormality above his head without his reminder.

'Da, da, da..." Fingering cicada tapped three times in a row, so Hou Ying knew that it was time for him to stop.