Blue Silver Grass Guide

"It's okay. It's always like this if you come here for the first time. It won't happen again in the future -"

After Ling Yi said lightly, he turned around and continued walking inside without saying anything more.

Zhang Lei stepped forward, raised his hand with some familiarity, patted Zhang Mufeng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's amazing, it was only one breath shorter than me at that time -"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei made a gesture with his hand that made the pickle man angry.

Then he waved his hands to Long Yin and Qingqiu Xin, who were also at a loss next to him, and said: "Let's go, don't waste time -"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and quickly followed Ling Yi.

Behind them, Zhang Mufeng, Qingqiu Xin, and Long Yin looked at each other, but out of trust in Ling Yi, they didn't think much more, raised their feet, and chased after Ling Yi and Zhang Lei.

While walking, the three of them subconsciously observed the shelves around them. At the same time, they did not forget to look around and look at other shelves in the distance.

Vaguely, the three of them discovered that the rows of wooden shelves around them were black and green, and the shelves on the left and right of these rows of wooden shelves were still wooden shelves on one side, but in a different color, brown; The silver-gray frame, the three people who had learned blacksmithing knew that it should be made of some kind of metal alloy.

Soon, the three of them caught up with Ling Yi and Zhang Lei, and walked out from several rows of wooden shelves together to a flat and spacious stone platform.

What surprised Zhang Mufeng and the others was that the circular stone platform in front of them, which was forty to fifty meters wide and about half a meter high, was actually made of two different kinds of stones, half plain white and half dark.

Looking at the black and white stone platform in front of me, and then turning around, I saw rows of shelves of different colors placed in eight directions in all directions.

Zhang Lei, who had seen the layout drawings before, knew that if viewed from the air, the stone platform located in the center of the large warehouse and the surrounding shelves in eight directions formed a wonderful pattern.

The black and white stone platform in the middle looks like two black and white fish with fat heads and tails, connected head to tail. The white fish has black eyes, and the black fish has white eyes.

The distribution of the surrounding shelves, according to the words and pictures on the drawing Ling Yi gave him, are as follows:

Qian (), Kun (), Zhen (), Xun (), Kan (), Li (), Gen (), Dui ().

Although Zhang Lei couldn't understand it, he still had an unclear feeling in his heart, and he still can't figure out what it meant.

Especially, when these wooden, metal, or stone shelves were finally adjusted and placed by Ling Yi, Zhang Lei entered them again and was in a trance for nearly twenty breaths.

After such a long time, if he were in a battle, even a titled Douluo would probably be stabbed to death with a knife.

After waking up from the trance, Zhang Lei also asked Ling Yi, his cousin who knew almost everything in his mind, but Ling Yi only told him that this was a foundation. After climbing to a certain high level in the future, could he rise again? background.

No matter how much, Ling Yi didn't say anything.

Ling Yi didn't say anything, so Zhang Lei stopped asking. He only needed to know that Ling Yi would not harm him, and that was enough.

On the other side, Ling Yi, who looked confident from the moment he entered the warehouse, was actually a little speechless in his heart.

After evolving, the baron-level "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit with a quality of more than 1,200 years has communicated with the "Blue Silver Grass" everywhere in the outside world, entering into a kind of harmony similar to that of heaven and man, achieving harmony and unity with the outside world. In this state, following the feeling, I copied the layout of the "Tai Chi Bagua Diagram" from the previous life, and fine-tuned the placement of the wooden shelves, metal shelves, and stone shelves, and the environment here began to appear. A strange change that he didn't understand either.

Therefore, the reason why he didn't tell Zhang Lei why he was in a trance was not because he was pretending to be a riddler, but because he didn't know the principle.

In addition, since the changes occurred in this warehouse within the warehouse, which is laid out according to the "Tai Chi Bagua Diagram", Ling Yi has brought Zhang Lei, Ling Xiaoshan, Ling Shan, Zhang Dahe and other blood relatives here. Each person's trance state varies in length. , the longest Zhang Lei was eighteen seconds, and the shortest grandpa Ling Changqing was only two seconds.

In terms of physical fitness, grandfather Ling Changqing has been working hard all year long to practice the "Farmer's Three Postures", and his adult physique is stronger than that of the little girl Ling Si, but Ling Si was in a trance for eight seconds.

According to his cultivation qualifications, his cousin Zhang Xin is an ordinary person without soul power, but he can be in a trance for ten seconds.

If it were based on willpower, Ling Shan, who was usually a bit lazy, was in a daze for three seconds longer than Zhang Xin, who had persisted in learning forging for several years with ordinary qualifications.

This... made Ling Yi feel a little bit pained.

What hurts Ling Yi even more is why everyone is in that trance state, but he, the one who arranged it, doesn't feel anything at all?

Apart from the feeling that the space where the library within a library is located is filled with some unique meaning, there is no other discovery.

Even that unique meaning can only be perceived in a calm state of mind. Once the idea of ​​​​perceiving actively comes up, this unique meaning seems to not exist at all, compared with those young ladies whose minds are like needles under the sea. , but also elusive!

Ling Yi, who was MMP in her heart and had a calm face, led the four of them onto the high platform and looked around. Apart from the mostly empty shelves, there were "Blue Silver Grass" all over the floor.

It's just the most primitive form of "Blue Silver Grass" with taller and thicker stems and leaves.

Ling Yi turned his head, looked at Zhang Mufeng and the other three who were looking around with surprised expressions, and said: "A Feng, A Xin, and A Yin, you three will practice here from now on——

No one will disturb you here. Whether you are cultivating soul power, practicing "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist Frame", or mastering your own soul skills, a quiet environment is the easiest way to improve your concentration and continue to do so. Much longer..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mufeng and the other three people all nodded obediently and responded in unison:

"Okay, Brother Yi~"*3

After saying that, they separated a certain distance and started practicing.

Seeing that the three friends were crossing their legs and jumping into horse steps, they entered a state of concentrated cultivation in a much shorter time than usual. Ling Yi nodded slightly and stopped to watch for a while, waiting to confirm the three of them. After his concentration was extremely high, he turned around with Zhang Lei and continued walking to the other side of the stone platform.

The large warehouse they were in was located in the northwest corner of Shanhaiyuan, which was once Shanhai Village, between the old forest in the north of the village and the dirt road leading to Beikouhe Town in the west of the village.

This place was originally a wasteland, and the residents of Shanhai Village once reclaimed it. Unfortunately, the quality of the land was extremely poor, and little food could be grown. However, after it was abandoned, it quickly returned to its original appearance of thorns and short shrubs. .

Now, the thorns and shrubs have been uprooted once again and burned to the ground. The ashes of vegetation along with the rough soil have been dug up and transported to other places in baskets.

Square stones from the mountain between Beikouhe Town and Muzhi City were transported here and built into buildings.

In the northwest corner of the black and white stone platform, in front of a golden metal shelf with three rows arranged in a '' shape, Zhang Lei bent down and reached out to grab a light blue metal ring on the ground. He exerted all his strength, exerted force suddenly, and slowly pulled A piece of stone slab was opened, which was about three meters square and as thick as an adult's hand.

It can be seen that the turf formed by the "Blue Silver Grass" on the stone slab is still full of vitality, and the grass blades sway as the stone slab is lifted.

Ling Yi took the lead and jumped off the stone slab. After it was lifted up, Zhang Lei followed closely behind him in the hole exposed on the ground. Only the stone slab with the "Blue Silver Grass" growing on the back was left. Under a simple pressure device, it slowly Press down and finally cover the hole.

"laugh--!"

The sound of flint rubbing was heard, and an orange flame lit up, suddenly appearing in the dark space.

The next second, under this weak light source, dots of light appeared one after another, directly illuminating an underground space about ten meters high and more than a hundred meters wide.

Zhang Lei, who was walking down the steps, looked at Ling Yi and the torch in his hand in front of him. At this time, Ling Yi, whose body was half light and half dark, became even more mysterious in Zhang Lei's eyes.

Taking a few steps forward and standing side by side with Ling Yi, Zhang Lei's eyes had already adapted to the current dim environment.

I saw that in the huge space, except for the "Blue Silver Grass" that appeared black due to lighting problems, there was a pile of metal garbage placed haphazardly.

Those little bits of light are the light reflected from the parts of the metal debris that are still intact.

Broken knives, broken swords, cracked axes, chipped spear blades, smashed hammer heads, metal rods section by section...

This place is like a tomb of weapons.

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