Beauty's Personal Physician

A few minutes later, Yang Di stood under the gate of the ancient city, and felt more and more the majesty of the ancient city. The gate alone was more than ten meters high.

However, there is a dead silence everywhere around, desolate and lonely, like an isolated place that has experienced vicissitudes of life in the wind and sand.

shhhhhh!

Yang Di forcefully pushed open the city gate that was not full of traces of time, but as soon as the door opened, a few things tied with ropes hung from the city wall, which shocked Yang Di greatly.

Then he took a closer look, and then took a deep breath. The things that were tied to the ropes and hung up turned out to be... skeletons!

This was too frightening, instantly adding a sense of mystery to this desolate and mysterious ancient sandstorm city, making Yang Di feel chills on his back and his hairs stand on end.

He looked at the skeletons in horror, and felt more and more terrifying. This was too much like the prisoner in the story who was killed and then hung on the city gate for public display.

This is undoubtedly a cruel method, not only to kill people, but also to humiliate the dead.

More importantly, for strangers passing by, this is a strong psychological intimidation. As a monk, Yang Di was frightened just now.

It's just that the dozens of skeletons have long since decayed, leaving only white bones, swaying in the wind and sand, making sharp creaking sounds.

Yang Di sorted out his emotions. Although it was weird here, such a scene did not make him retreat in fear.

Things in the cultivation world are originally full of mysterious and weird colors. For monks, gods and ghosts are not respectable, not to be feared, the strong are respected, and everything else is false.

Yang Di didn't know who killed these dozens of people and hung them on the city gate, but he came here just to find fortune.

Quietly protruding the divine sense, Yang Di sensed it, and couldn't help frowning: "There are two leaders who died here in such a miserable way..."

There are more than a dozen sets of skeletons, and there is a faint fairy charm between two of them. According to Yang Di's previous experience, these two people should also be the former leaders.

This further proves that those leaders who entered the secret realm in the past and did not return may not all stay in the secret realm voluntarily.

Some people have already suffered, such as the two people in front of them, not only failed to become stronger during the exploration of the secret realm, but instead stayed here forever, which is embarrassing.

Suddenly Yang Di felt a little heavy, and wanted to make himself stronger. He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die.

Although some of the former leaders met with bad luck, but the road was blazed by himself, and Yang Di believed that he could go on step by step.

Although more than a dozen skeletons hung there, making people panic, but out of respect for the dead, Yang Di didn't make a move to sweep them away, but bit the bullet and walked through.

It's just that after entering the city, I didn't walk very far, and there seemed to be a tall obstacle in the middle of the main street in front of me.

Yang Di stepped forward cautiously, and then saw that it turned out to be a tall stone tablet standing in the wind and sand.

There are also many ancient texts engraved on it. Yang Di read it carefully, and the more he read it, the more frightened he was!

According to the stele, this ancient city in the wind and sand is actually called the City of Life and Death. This name makes people frightened.

And the stele clearly stated that anyone who enters this city has a chance to turn around, and Yang Di turns around and leaves now, without any threat.

But if he insists on moving forward, as long as he passes through this stone tablet of life and death, then his next destiny will have to be fought by himself.

There is no luck or draw, only pass the test and get out alive, or fall here, and after being ruthlessly killed by the guards in the city, hang on the city wall like the dozens of skeletons before, accompanied by the wind and sand and the bitter silence. Until the day this ancient city is destroyed, we will be buried together.

"Damn it, do you want to be so serious?" Yang Di's scalp was numb, feeling that the words on the stone tablet were too scary.

For a modern person like him, life and death are at every turn, which is indeed cruel and heavy.

But the stele also said that there is no third choice, either give up and leave, or fall here.

And if you insist on moving forward, a piece of fairy flower will wither. Of course, if you die in the battle in the end, there will be nothing left.

In addition, there are not many hints on the stele, which is quite cheating.

Yang Di hesitated for a moment. At this moment, if he wants to say that he is not afraid at all, it must be a lie. Although Yang Di is very confident, he is not blind. This is a remnant of the ancient times, and he must have been born according to the standards of that glorious era. .

Today, he must be number one among his peers, but if he is placed in the long history of cultivation, he may be insignificant.

"Judging from the previous situation, this kind of test also has different levels of difficulty. I will go in and see the situation first. It is the worst. It should be no problem to pass the simplest level..." Yang Di thought for a while, and finally decided Still going to see it.

Having already come here, I was intimidated and retreated, which was somewhat shocking.

With a decision, Yang Di gritted his teeth and strode forward. The moment he passed the stone tablet, a piece of fairy flower withered.

This kind of thing is really precious. With the understanding of the world of the secret realm, Yang Di already knows that apart from the leaders like them, the natives in the secret realm do have ways to enter these mysterious areas.

It's just that, according to Xuelin's aunt's tone, the so-called ancient supernatural objects are very rare and extremely difficult to obtain.

This shows how precious the opportunity to come here is. Perhaps, in the eyes of ancient monks, life and death are also an important part of experience. If you want to reach the peak, you must have fearless courage...

After walking through the stone monument and walking on the ancient streets for a long time, Yang Di became increasingly cold all over his body. This kind of lonely and desolate dead city is really depressing.

If it is not a monk, even if you bring an archaeologist here, you will probably be scared to pee. In the surrounding wind and sand, there is a faint cry echoing, it is really scary.

Gradually, the main street came to an end, and then, to Yang Di's dizziness, fifteen forks appeared in front of him at the same time.

Every fork in the road leads to a deep and dark street. Although Yang Di can't guess what is there, he vaguely realizes that this should be a test.

After careful observation, Yang Di narrowed his pupils and found that there were a bunch of eye-catching signs beside the fifteen forks.

From left to right, there is one skull in front of the fork in the first street, two in front of the fork in the second street, three in front of the third street... and so on, quite regular.

Even a fool knows what this means, Yang Di complained with a dark face: "Should I be so straightforward?"

Skulls, at any time, seem to symbolize death. The number of skulls in front of fifteen streets clearly shows the degree of death threat leading to them.

In front of the last street on the right, fifteen skulls were piled up like a hill, and the sunken pupils of those skulls were still emitting black air, like a sign leading to hell.

Yang Di suddenly became a little terrified, and it was more of a difficulty, and now he had another choice, with fifteen entrances, he needed to find at least one to move forward.

The degree of death threat is clear, but Yang Di is not sure about the specific difficulty. The opportunity here must have a great relationship with the difficulty of passing the level. To be on the safe side, the first one on the left is indeed the most suitable, but Yang Di is reluctant to waste it easily. A fairy flower.

"Stinky boy, don't be greedy. This place is very murderous. It's not easy. Everything must be done on the premise of ensuring your life. For safety reasons, you would rather lower your expectations than be exposed to terrible danger!" Sensing the weirdness here, he seriously warned: "With your ability, you have not yet reached the point where you can push the ancients horizontally. You have also experienced the situation last time. The last golden ring, with your current ability, is not at all Chance!"

"Yeah." Yang Di gasped and nodded. He didn't pass the last test head-on at all. It was only because he accidentally awakened the vague consciousness of the golden figure that he made it to the end by luck.

With the same luck, Yang Di doesn't think he can meet him easily. The key point is that last time he couldn't hold on in the arena, he could step down and give up. However, this ancient city is so weird and terrifying. If he is greedy, he may even quit halfway. chances are gone.

Immediately, Yang Di did not make a hasty decision. He held his breath and focused his attention, trying his best to find out his divine sense to perceive, and roughly analyze the situation through the murderous aura in each deep street.

This trick really had some effect. The murderous aura in the depths of each street varies greatly. The few on the left are better, and the last few on the right, Yang Di can clearly feel the cold murderous aura. It seems that gods and demons are dancing randomly, which makes people shudder.

After serious consideration, Yang Di made a compromise and chose to walk towards the seventh entrance. This choice may be a bit difficult, but it is relatively safe.

In the seventh golden arena last time, Yang Di encountered a lot of trouble after going up, but he could barely kill all the lights and shadows, and then he couldn't do it. He could only try to hold on until the end of time...

After stepping over seven skulls and entering the seventh street, Yang Di shuttled among the desolate buildings, stepping on mottled bluestone slabs, and every step was a little heavy.

After coming in, he sensed that the fairy flower did not fall. After careful consideration, Yang Di realized that this link should have been executed when he crossed the stone tablet.

This further confirms the words on the stone tablet, and there is no turning back when you walk in.

After advancing several hundred meters, on the bluestone floor in front, a conspicuous long line of red paint spans the streets.

There was a banner on one side with three large ancient Chinese characters on it. After Yang Di felt it, he was a little awe-inspiring.

Life and death!

Very straightforward meaning.

However, now Yang Di also realized a problem. He made a fuss just now, and that line is the choice. Although these streets are eerie and weird, at least he can come in and see the situation.

It is estimated that when he looks back now, he can choose another street again. To prove this, Yang Di sharpened his knife and did not miss the woodcutter, and quickly trotted back. Sure enough, he could return to the starting point of the fork.