The Immortal’s Poison

At the end, it seems that the decimal number of the world is just now more interesting than the deduction of the Dao number, and he said absently: "Yes, Uncle Shi is the best at deducing decimals. The ordinary things in the world cannot escape his calculations. \\, b.c0M \\ "

Wen Leyang took a breath and looked at the little monk Xi Xi at the side. Then he understood why Yizi Gong wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Master Tianshoumen. If this person really did what he said at the end, everything It would be terrible to figure it out, not to mention the word palace, it is estimated that Zhongnanhai would find him everywhere.

Wen Leyang carefully looked at the long tail in front of him, and he looked like he was sixty or seventy years old. He tentatively asked, "You have a long life this year?"

"Uh ... I have to count this."

Xiao Guxi said he knew what Wen Leyang wanted, and said from the side: "Master ... Uncle Master should be back, back, still alive, practising qi and longevity!"

At this time, all seven fat men came back. There were stones all over the mountain. Occasionally, there were a few spring eyes, and these mushrooms grew in damp places. In addition to nothing, the fat men felt bored after playing for a while. want to go out.

Momo wanted to watch them like monsters: "The mountain collapsed, and the way out was of course blocked!"

Wen Leyang and the seven fat men all smiled. A fat man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it. He lifted the giant axe of Xuanhua and smashed it to the ground with a slam.

At the end, he glared at the fat man with disdain: "This is the belly of Mount Emei, and the mountains outside are thousands of miles away. You may not have to go out for many years!"

Wen Leyang smiled and shook his head: "It does not matter, although the tunnel is covered, but it is not too deep and too far, we still hit the road." This Yongdao was originally opened by predecessors, it should be outside Nearest road

Little stammer shook his head: "Just ... just collapsed, to smash ... will collapse again."

Wen Leyang is not nonsense. He chose a top-heavy boulder from the front. Take a long breath. Put the whole body on.

After a moment. Including all seven fat people in the mainland. Both eyes widened in surprise. Wen Leyang punched the wrong punch all over his body. The poison of life and death spreads wantonly. Layers of boulders were turned into powder by fist. Not much time, Wen Leyang, the whole person was in the stone.

Wen Leyang's countless joints on the whole body work simultaneously. It's using force. There was little vibration. The boulder sits securely on the ground. Not shaken at all.

The little monk was overjoyed. Clapping hands very happy: "Go out. Go out!"

Wen Leyang jumped vigorously up the stairs and walked all the way to the tunnel in the hinterland. I was dumbfounded just after turning a corner. The front has been firmly blocked by boulders. Except for the small tunnel near the stone terrace, the long tunnel. All collapsed.

Wen Leyang touched the cold boulder in front of him with a wry smile. Back to the end and asked: "Is there a place to eat and drink in the abdomen?" When Wen Leyang did not attract the poisonous place. Still have to eat. But compared to ordinary people carrying hunger. You wo n’t feel powerless if you do n’t eat for two or three days. But if there is really half a month and 20 days, Shuimi will not beat his teeth. It is also very likely to starve to death.

The thing he is going to do now is to punch out again with the wrong fist.

Although I don't know how long this tunnel is, but when Wen Leyang carried the fat men in, he ran dumbfounded and ran for a short period of time. Now it is not something that can be done overnight.

At the end, he nodded and answered, "There is food, mushrooms!"

Wen Leyang heard the answer at the end. There were goose bumps all over the body, hey, without saying a word, take a deep breath and you would lie on the boulder. At the end, he grabbed him: "The tunnel is the right way to go out, but the curve of the tunnel is still turning. You must be careful of the wrong direction!"

"What should I do?" Wen Leyang was stunned. He hadn't really thought about this matter. If he was going in the wrong direction, he wouldn't want to go out in his life. Just dig underground in Emeishan.

At the end of the tail is a mouth with yellow teeth. Professionally smiled: "I will count."

Afterwards, there was no such thing as Wen Leyang. They were so busy at the end that they frowned every day. Sometimes they measured the distance with their steps, and they counted the purlins on the boulder. It was very exciting, and by the fifth day, Wen Leyang and Xiao Gu's phone were all dead. //.sudao.ne 书. 道 //

Since then, Wen Leyang has completely lost the concept of time. Eat mushrooms and drink spring water in the belly of the mountain. Keeping up the essence and waiting to start work until one day suddenly. At the end, he cheerfully took a large piece of cloth to find Wen Leyang

The circuit diagrams of the holes were all drawn on the cloth. A thick black line was bent and bent. Each turning point was marked with the distance measured in steps. Wen Leyang counted and immediately stared at Venus, even if the drawing was a good step. He has to make a total distance of 20,000 steps!

There is also a thin red line which, after overlapping a part with the black line, turns to the other direction, with a total length of less than five thousand steps.

Momo explained from the side: "The black line has a total of 20,000 steps, which is the route to the outside, the red line ..." As he said, Momo's expression also became puzzled: "There is a stone room five thousand steps away from us. . "

Wen Leyang frowned: "Hidden repair?"

At the end, he shook his head and resolutely replied: "No, there are only Tianshoumen in this neighborhood, and the stone chamber is not big, unlike Dongfu."

Wen Leyang looked at the drawings carefully, and at the end, he was suspicious in his eyes: "Reliable?"

At the end, he was furious: "Heirs of Heavenly Count spread the world with his magic numbers, as big as the sun, moon, stars, mountains and lakes, and as small as ..."

Wen Leyang interrupted him quickly and muttered to himself with a smile: "Unfortunately, it's a pity that you are not there, or you two can talk together."

He was stunned for a while: "Who is Ji Fei? He will count?"

"It won't count, it will say."

The little monk Xixi was right next to him, pointing at the thick black line, and shook his head at Wen Leyang: "Not 20,000 ... steps, fat, fat!" He pointed and pointed to the Rainbow Seven he was running towards them. Fat man.

Wen Leyang patted his head and understood the meaning of the young monk, and dug through the mountain wall with the wrong fist. If he passed it alone, it was enough to follow the drawings for 20,000 steps. But if the fat people were to go out, they had to dig out the hole. , Looking at the rainbow brothers' body. You need to play at least two times in parallel before you want to pass, 20,000 steps by two, that is 40,000 steps!

Seven fat men ran over and saw Wen Leyang stunned in surprise: "Wen Leyang, why are you worried?"

The young monk pulled La Wen Leyang's clothes corner and pointed to the red line leading to the stone chamber: "First ... hit this. See if he is accurate ... accurate ... accurate!"

Most of the red line and the black line overlap, and they are only separated at the last third. If there is really a stone chamber after hitting it, then the road is reliable.

Wen Leyang nodded. Besides, he also had an idea that the stone room would not appear in the belly of the mountain out of thin air. If there is this stone room, it will definitely connect with other outlets, maybe it was not buried by the giant earthquake.

Wen Leyang began to dig a hole.

Soon he was dumbfounded.

Mount Emei has stood there for thousands of years. The rocky interior of the mountain is extremely hard, and it is not difficult to get through a few steps with the wrong fist, but it is really necessary to step deep into it step by step. Even if the mining ground drill bit will be scrapped somehow! After Wen Leyang passed the ten-year college entrance examination, in addition to several opportunities involuntarily, he continued to practice the wrong fist every day, but compared with this time, the previous hard practice has become a child's trick.

In Miaojiang, he absorbed the earthly poison of the raw gold in the body of the cracked clam, Wen Leyang's poison was greatly advanced, and the life and death were toxic and entangled into the bones of muscles and muscles. Even an iron lump can hold it into plasticine Even so facing the thick giant river. Wen Leyang can only be regarded as an ant with a stronger body than its peers.

At the beginning of digging a hole, he took up to two or thirty steps at most, and Wen Leyang couldn't hold on, and his muscles and bones were all scattered. He could even feel that each of his bones was covered with cracks finely, slightly. The pain was so painful as to move, and the time to rest after coming down was much longer than the time to dig a hole.

Wen Leyang finally understood this time, what it means to die without suffering, he was born with a lot of vigour. But on the one hand, there are 20,000 steps, and if you widen the hole, you will have to multiply it by two to 40,000 steps; on the other hand, every time you take dozens of steps with the wrong fist, you will be crumbling and dying of pain. //.sudao.ne 书. 道 // Eating mushrooms in the belly of the mountain and drinking spring water can live a lifetime. This kind of day that looks so boring to the extreme that a dead person can endure. When digging a hole with the wrong fist, It turned into a heavenly temptation!

But Wen Leyang didn't know it. This time he used a fist to cut the rock. What a great opportunity for him, the gains in just a few dozen steps. It is much stronger than he practiced in the red leaf forest for a long time. I do n’t know how many times the monk practice is practiced. To overcome the demon, dissolve myself in the world and become a part of nature, so as to absorb the energy scattered between the world For your own use.

What is the demon? According to the sayings of Buddhism and Taoism, the devil is a demon incompatible with the world, but for ordinary people, the devil is the self, the nature, and the freedom and freedom of the desires.

The spicy body sacrificing method left by the warm spicy seeds doesn't matter at all. Heaven is earth and earth, I am me, and heaven and earth have nothing to do with me. I have nothing to do with heaven and earth as a demon, a devil, a bull and a horse!

The sanctification of the flesh has no mind at all, not to mention the devil, but the only way to further the body is to temper.

The human body was originally like a lump, soft and unbearable. When life and death poison reshaped the body, Wen Leyang became a stubborn iron, which is harder than the lump, but it is still far from the copper fine iron pith. For hundreds of thousands of miles, stubborn iron can only be turned into steel by smelting, non-stop tempering, non-stop reincarnation, and every time it reaches the limit, it is about to break up, which is an opportunity for rebirth.

There is no sun in the belly of the mountain, and I do n’t know how much time has passed. Every time Wen Leyang is suddenly soft to the ground. After pulling off, I feel like I have become a pottery figurine covered with cracks, even if I touch it lightly. Will crush the bones, and at this time, the life and death poison entangled in the body will quietly flow out, converging from all directions into a trickle, with the coolness that penetrates into the bone marrow, flowing happily from every inch of his skin and bones, silently To smooth the cracks.

At the beginning, Wen Leyang was relieved and had to rest for a long time before he could barely get up. However, after not knowing how long, about a thousand steps of depth, the rest time became shorter and shorter, and the spirit after the rest became more and more vigorous. The Rainbow Fat Brothers or the young monk secretly stunned.

It doesn't matter at the end, he still counts all the time, and occasionally corrects the original map paper. Help Wen Leyang find the right direction.

After not knowing how much time, Wen Leyang has deviated from the black line and began to dig in the direction of the red line. The life and death poison in the body converged into a clear stream. time. Only then will it flow out quietly to break up the pain and restore strength. Later, as long as you feel a little weak, life and death poison will flow happily between the skin and bones. This time Wen Leyang insisted on digging a hole several times longer than the original. The degree of excavation has been greatly improved.

Wen Leyang has now realized that fighting against the mountains with flesh and blood, this can only be described as the confrontation between heaven and man, and the infinite benefits of exercising his own body by mistakes. Originally in the original plan, it only took one trip to dig the red line. Let the fat people pass without widening the cave, but now Wen Leyang also walks back after a few steps, pressing the edge of the previous excavation and then hitting in.

At the end, Wen Leyang followed every distance. Will wipe out the red line that has been broken through. On this day, there is only a small red dot left on the red line, which is only ten steps away from the stone room. Everyone ’s eyes are excited, but Wen Leyang suddenly exclaimed. With a sound, he jumped down from the stone wall in front of him, pulling the tail and the young monk back quickly.

The tail is very much like a black foreman, staggering backwards. Glancing and shouting, "Let's dig!"

The rainbow combination is usually silly, but at this time the reaction is extremely fast, and at the same time shouted and asked: "There are enemies?" He said he reached out and grabbed his giant blade directly from the air.

The huge weapon immediately stuck in the narrow tunnel, and the seven fat men squeezed into a ball again, screaming and swearing, and did not know who was scolding.

Wen Leyang snorted with tears and laughter: "Accepted the weapon! Not the enemy." On the stone wall in front of him, the powder fell, and at first a few hints of cold silver light showed through. After a while, the light became more and more intense. At the moment when the stone powder fell, a curved silver light barrier blocked everyone's sight and pace.

The ancient and simple and huge runes kept flashing over the light barrier.

After a while, Wen Leyang walked forward cautiously, pressing with his hands as if the light was actually light, and the light barrier felt thin and fragile, but as he put on his hand, a soft resistance also emerged. . Wen Leyang held his hand firmly.

Wen Leyang turned around and asked the people behind him: "What is it?"

Nine people have the same frequency. It looks like the electric fan on the market booth shook his head together.

The light barrier seems thin but opaque. What is hidden in it is simply unclear, and Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate.

After thinking about it for a while, hesitantly said, "Or ... do I count?"

Wen Leyang smiled and asked him, "Is it good?"

The face at the end was reflected by the light barrier into a pale white, nodded and shook his head: "It's good to count, but I don't know if it's right, I haven't tried it before ..."

The little stammered monk shook his head hard: "Good ... curiosity hurts, kills cats ... cats!"

Wen Leyang laughed: "Cough, don't stutter your last word twice." He said that he took a deep breath and laid his entire body on the curved light barrier. Incisively.

Wen Leyang is not unmoved by the foreign objects, looking at the wonders in front of her, if you don't go in and see, it is estimated that she won't be able to sleep in the next six months.

The light barrier is different from the mountain rock. Its resistance is cold and soft. As the strength of the wrong fist increases, the resistance becomes stronger. Wen Leyang ’s power is like smashing into a pile of cotton that is firmly glued by super glue. It has no effect at all, but the weird rhythm in the wrong fist can break the law. At the beginning, there is no abnormality. After a long time, the silver light finally shows a little bleak.

At this time, Wen Leyang was able to get through the mountains and rocks a hundred steps at a time, but facing the light barrier, he had rested eight times fully before the light barrier became bleak. It seemed that there was only a thin layer left.

Everyone is not only stupefying, letting go of the wrong fist and breaking the law layer, not to mention, rest eight times, it means that the accumulation of ground power can penetrate nearly 1,000 kilometers of mountain rocks, not to mention the old rabbit demon, even if the raccoon is fully committed , A great magical power blasted down, it is impossible to penetrate thousands of meters of mountain rocks.

If it was n’t Wen Leyang ’s wrong fist that could break the law, a little bit of ants chewed the elephant and slowly eroded the spell in the light barrier. They can't think of any power to break this obstacle.

Finally, the ninth time Wen Leyang struck the light barrier, there was a loud sound, the unbreakable light barrier shattered into an invisible shape like a fragile soap bubble, and the silver light was like a candle that was suddenly extinguished. After the explosion, it disappeared completely.

A round stone cave with the size of a hut was exposed to everyone's eyes, and Wen Leyang fell into the hole directly with an ouch.

The young monk immediately spewed a bead into it. When he was about to read the mantra, he suddenly exclaimed. As soon as the bead entered the round stone cave, it shook and rolled out.

The young monk's injury was not healed, and now his face is paler: "... here ... forbidden, forbidden!"

Wen Leyang's body bounced as soon as it touched the ground, the skin all over his body was tight, and the stone cave was empty and quiet. The jade knife with only one finger is lying quietly on the ground.

At the end, he stepped into the hole and looked around carefully. There are thick and mottled stone walls all around, and there is no way out at all. At the end, I suddenly realized: "This is not a stone chamber artificially excavated, but ... It is something in the mountain that is quenching the divine power, and the wall has been stretched over and over."

Wen Leyang has bowed his jade sword and asked, at the end: "Are you this?" The jade sword is full of red blood and warm tentacles, and it looks like an ordinary product, much like the original gift that Wen Fei gave to Wen Leyang at Mount Emei.

Wen Leyang subconsciously rubbed it a few times, and this did not fade.

At the end, the hand is shrunk in the sleeve. Carefully took the red jade knife through the clothes, looked at it repeatedly for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

The young monk and the fat men squeezing into the stone cave behind shook their heads together. Generally speaking, the earth magic weapon used by the monks will have runes and lines, which can be the same as the master ’s consciousness, and can also increase the magic weapon. power.

However, this red jade knife was smooth and smooth, and there was only one piece of the knife that seemed to be red at any time. The young monk gritted his teeth and entered a trace of consciousness. There is still no response.

The young monk tried to tap the jade knife on the stone wall. The stone wall was safe and sound. The jade knife was neither sharp nor wanted a magic weapon.

A fat man snatched the red jade knife, and after looking at it for a while, he bit it in his mouth and scared Wen Leyang snatched it back: "Be careful of you!"

The fat man was indeed facing the enemy, jumped back panicly, and huddled with his brother.

At the end, there was still an inexplicable expression: "It should be this thing that quenches the magical power and squeezes out a hole out of the mountain. But it should not be so deadly!" There are cracks squeezed out by the pressure on the stone walls. I don't see if the jade sword was shot into the mountain from the outside.

At the end, I sighed long and took things up: "I'll figure it out for you. But it's a long time, it's not an overnight effort."

Wen Leyang suddenly thought if he had to let Momo go home with himself and teach two silly uncles about arithmetic, he wouldn't know what would happen.

I picked up a red jade knife that only knew it was good, but I did n’t know where it was. Another good news was that the road was not wrong at the end. At least the red line was right. Everyone ’s confidence was greatly increased. Wen Leyang regarded himself as again. Pangolin, it is estimated that if he saw him through the ground, he would immediately bow to him.

The deeper and deeper the tunnel, Wen Leyang's wrong fist and the body's life and death poison are becoming more and more skilled. The life and death poison that is entangled in his body converges into a clear stream from the beginning only when the force is off. Out, when scoring more than 10,000 steps, it eventually turned into life-and-death rushing from all over the body with just one wrong fist, and it instantly converged to the point where the wrong boxing came out, and immediately transferred to the next lightning. A fist.

The clear stream of life and death poison flows with the heart, and Wen Leyang also really feels that this surging virulence seems to be alive. As long as he wants to, they will flow out of each joint and converge from a small stream into a flood. Pounding and roaring in the body, as his punching power burst out, the wrong punching also turned from the original strength of the joint to the strength of the whole body.

The toxicity of life and death is like water, and your body is like a plastic pocket. The point of wrong boxing is like the corner where the plastic pocket suddenly pours and the pressure of the water is the greatest.

When he did this, the power of wrong punches was magnified many times compared to the original, and whenever the poison flow rushed, the original heavy feeling in the body gradually dissipated into the invisible, and Wen Leyang moved again and again. At that time, the original burst of momentum was gone, but the degree of flexibility and flexibility could hardly even believe him. Seven fat men could not enjoy it with him, and at the same time, the accusations of Wen Leyang were wrong. Well, it is necessary to give Wen Leyang the skills they learned from the serpent, mustang, and centipede.

It is worth mentioning that he has revised several drawings in the middle of the end, but fortunately he can still make a mistake in time. Otherwise, Wen Leyang estimates that he will directly become a sanctified feather without hitting Emei Mountain ...

Chi Yudao honestly lie in Wen Leyang's pocket without any movement, and the degree of digging is getting faster and faster, and everyone's emotions are full and up until the last day ...

Wen Leyang's expression is a little nervous ~ www.readwn.com ~ holding the drawing and asking the end: "Five steps?"

At the end, he nodded incomparably: "Five steps!"

According to the drawing, there were only five steps left from the outside. Wen Leyang suddenly felt a little nervous, hesitated, and shouted to the fat men: "Boss."

The two fat men squeezed over at the same time.

Wen Leyang added a sentence: "Fang Tian draws the halberd boss."

One fat man stayed, and the other fat man retreated back.

Wen Leyang pointed at the mountain wall in front of the boss: "Last, come on!"

The boss gave a violent promise, twitched a spit in the palm of his hand, and suddenly grabbed the huge Fangtian halberd in the sky, and poked somehow at the stone wall in front of him, bursting into a loud noise, suddenly thick The sunlight burst in, intimately wrapping everyone!

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