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    Barren!  In addition to being barren, it is still barren!

    Mo Xuan and his entourage groped for a while, but they saw nothing but desolation, and almost nothing was found.  This is quite in line with the atmosphere of the mausoleum, but time waits for no one!

    After such a period of time, if Kong Wuming's life expectancy is one thousand years old, it has already taken a year and a half!  If it continues like this, sooner or later it will die of old age!

    Kong Wuming secretly smiled wryly,

    For a while, Mo Xuan had no other solution, time was running out, so he could only ask Kong Wuming: "Wuming, tell me the direction."

    I?  Kong Wuming scratched his head speechlessly, this I don't know!

    Mo Xuan comforted: "Don't be scruples, trust your own judgment."

    Kong Wuming thought for a while, and said: "When I was young, I heard old people say that life is left and death is right. When you get lost, you should always turn left and you will always find a way out."

    Is that so?  If you keep turning left outside, you should return to the original place, but this may be the way out instead.  Mo Xuan nodded, and immediately led the crowd towards the left, and then kept turning left.

    Sure enough, a small village appeared in the endless barrenness.

    It is said that it is a village, but it is actually dilapidated. There are low earthen graves standing at the head of the village, and many of them are almost flat.  And the village is full of dilapidated walls and lifeless buildings, making one wonder if there are any living things in the village.

    Xiao Ba scanned it, and pointed his tentacles at a low hemispherical dilapidated earthen house.

    Mo Xuan walked to the earthen house and called out.

    After a while, an extremely old and hunchbacked figure two meters away, with a deeply arched back, slowly walked out, the head wrapped in pale hair almost hanging to the ground.

    Um?  This is?  mouse?

    This mouse was originally supposed to be standing upright. Its forelimbs were short, obviously not reaching the hind limbs, but it was too old, so it had to use its forelimbs to prop up the ground to move forward.

    The mouse managed to raise its head, and looked at Mo Xuan and his party with its two chaotic eyes through the white hair. It was so young, so full of vigor!  Jealousy envy hate ah!

    The mouse shook its white beard, which had become indistinguishable from the white hair, and slowly asked in a hoarse lingua franca: "Is this place open again? You are the newcomers, right?"

    Could it be that this mouse is the one who experienced it last time?  Mo Xuan and his party exchanged glances in surprise.

    The mouse coughed, and sighed faintly: "It's true that there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but you have to come in to die."

    "How do you say that?" Mo Xuan asked puzzled.

    The mouse didn't answer, and glanced quietly at the earthen graves at the head of the village, then looked at Mo Xuan carefully, and said strangely: "What race are you, I've never seen it before."

    Mo Xuan casually named Bailan Monkey, and asked where the mouse was?  How can I get out?

    The mouse smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, I don't know very well. This may be the sixth circle from the outside to the inside, or it may be the seventh circle, or the eighth circle."

    What?  It turned out to be so inside?  Mo Xuan and his party couldn't help but change their expressions. You must know that the further you go in, the less chance you will get out.  If it was the eighth circle, only two of the ten gates should be life gates.  In terms of probability, the chance of successfully getting out in the end is less than 4/1000!  Sure enough, there is a lot of trouble!

    Mo Xuan frowned and asked: "Old man, is there nothing you can do?"

    The mouse snickered without a smile, and said, "Of course there is a way. The ten gates of life and death appear regularly, and you can break through them."

    "Old man, have you broken through?"

    The mouse sneered, and snorted coldly: "Why didn't I break through, I broke through with my clan, some reached the outer circle, some were passed into the inner circle, and most of them returned here in the end, dying of old age here.  Then batch after batch of newcomers came, and batch after batch left or died of old age, and now I am the only one left here!"

    Mo Xuan asked in surprise: "Old man, when did you enter this place to practice?"

    The mouse recalled it for a while, shook his head, and sighed: "It's too long ago, I can't remember clearly, but at that time, our family was one of the five masters of this holy mountain. I heard from the later little guys that the holy mountain  The master seems to have been changed for three rounds. Which five races are in charge now?"

    Uhthen this mouse is really experienced!  Mo Xuan also just heard Dalang say that there were five masters of the older generation before the current five masters, but he didn't expect that they had already changed three rounds!

    &?, the old-fashioned Hengqiu said: "The easiest way to resist the power of waste is to breathe, inhale through the nostrils, take a full breath, then hold the breath, and circulate it in the body until you can't hold it anymore, then use your mouth gently  Exhale all the breath, and repeat this cycle.¡±

    Is that so?  Mo Xuan blinked, isn't this the way of internal strength, can it resist Huangli?  Could it be that internal force is in charge in this mausoleum?

    Kong Wuming hurriedly started to try it, and it seemed to really work, the speed of aging has obviously slowed down a lot.

    When Mo Xuan was the supervisor of the Tianjianmen Mine, he collected a lot of inner strength methods from kung fu masters Ye Chen, Zhang Junyan, and Huo Ba out of curiosity.  , this time can just be verified.

    Mo Xuan passed on the inner strength method suitable for everyone, and tried to meditate together.

    The mouse took the opportunity to eat and eat, and its shriveled stomach was like a bottomless pit, swallowing countless pieces of meat.  The mouse looked at Mo Xuan and his party. Their breathing methods were different, but they all had rules to follow, which was obviously very important.

    Tsk tsk, this little guy is obviously different from the previous ones!  But still can only be trapped here to die, what a pity!

    Gradually, the heads of Mo Xuan and his party started to smoke.  Although there is only desolation here and almost no aura of heaven and earth, but Mo Xuan and his party are immortals, their blood and vitality are so strong, and the circulation of energy alone is enough to generate incomparably vigorous internal force.

    In less than a quarter of an hour, Mo Xuan and his party have all advanced to become first-class martial arts masters with profound internal skills. After careful induction, it really works!  Sure enough, there are too many treasures to overwhelm you!

    The mouse looked dumbfounded. It's not that he has never seen a genius, but he has never seen such a genius, and it is such a big ticket. Do you want to be so exaggerated?  How vigorous the vitality of these little guys is!

    For Mo Xuan and his party, who are used to the powerful strength of immortals, this meager internal strength is really not worth exposing, and it is just to be able to add a little self-protection ability here.

    Idle is also idle, continue to practice internal strength.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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