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Text Chapter 334 Suspicious ghost, fork in the road

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    Yu He took a bow and lowered his waist, holding the green sword in his right hand, holding it across his chest, and holding the sword formula with his left hand. The invisible sword energy was concentrated on the fingertips of his two fingers, ready to attack. He was like a frightened beast at this time.  , holding his breath, his whole body tensed, and he kept looking around.  As long as the mysterious existence hidden in the dark reveals any clues, Yu He will immediately activate his twelve successful powers and launch a ruthless attack like a violent storm.  Why is Yu He so panicked?  Due to his Taoist cultivation at this time, even if he does not rely on the magic of the hexagonal sutra platform and is blocked by the innate turbid air, his sight and spiritual thoughts are still covered by the air within a ten-foot radius of his body.  Even a speck of dust falling to the ground could not escape his vision insight.  But just as he turned around, took a few steps, and looked back, a man who was six feet tall and weighed more than a hundred kilograms disappeared for no reason.  Yu He recalled carefully that he had just landed on his last step and was about to turn around, when Zhan Dajian's aura was still behind him. Although it was very weak, it could still be clearly detected.  But when he turned around, not to mention his breath, even his whole person had disappeared. How could Yu He not be surprised?  Even if they are the most accomplished qigong masters in the world, the two immortals Chang Junzi and Liu Zhen, who are far away in the mountains of Zhongnan and have achieved the perfection of the realm of heavenly Taoism and Taoism, are not allowed to come to Yu He in person.  Without realizing it, he could move a person away in an instant without revealing any trace of his whereabouts.  The current situation is really unbelievable.  If this bizarre thing was really done intentionally by someone, then this person¡¯s cultivation level is really beyond the imagination of Yu He.  Could it be that in this unknown place, there is an ancient great magical power user with the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit hidden in it?  But how could the great being who had achieved the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit use his magic power to display magical powers in today's mundane lower world?  If only a little bit of the vast energy that shakes the universe is revealed, the surrounding area will probably be shattered into a vacuum and return to chaos.  But Yu He thought again and realized that he had indeed personally experienced the arrival of the divine will of the Southern Antarctic Immortal Emperor in the White Jade Tomb of the Southern Emperor in front of the Tianya Sea.  Although the White Jade Tomb of the Southern Emperor at that time was also mysterious and unpredictable, it was still nothing compared to this nameless place filled with innate turbidity and primitive evil thoughts.  Since, as one of the four emperors, the Changsheng Emperor who rules over thousands of immortals in the south can project his spiritual thoughts to the lower realms and directly into the abyss of the South China Sea, then in this nameless place where the innate turbidity is deposited, there is a golden immortal Taoist.  It may not be impossible for a remnant of the ancient times.  When he thought that there might be a powerful Golden Immortal with unknown intentions lurking nearby, and that he was staring closely at him, Yu He couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.  The deep feeling of powerlessness turned into deep fear, almost making him a frightened bird.  As the saying goes, "Suspiciousness breeds dark ghosts." In his eyes, there always seemed to be specious human figures flickering in and out of the dense gray clouds around him.  Affected by the original evil thoughts, Yu He always felt that there was an inexplicable hostile murderous intention surrounding him, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.  The sound of his own heartbeat and sweat dripping on the ground was like thunder in Yu He's ears.  The noise that was sometimes clear and sometimes vague came from the distance, which made him even more upset.  While silently reciting "Pure Sitting and Forgetting Su Xinwen", he held a green sword and stepped on the gangbang. He walked around the place where Zhan Dajian originally lay for three full times, and his shaggy heart was slightly relieved.  A little more stable.  After this meticulous investigation, Yu He couldn't find any trace of anyone's practice in the surrounding area.  The innate turbid air deposited like mercury slurry has no trace of chaos.  The only thing that surprised him was how fast the blood on the ground dried. It was ridiculously fast.  In just a moment or so, the fresh blood dried completely and turned into a large piece of dark brown powder.  Even as he walked by, the powder was blown by the breeze carried by his boots.  In this weird corridor, there was an air current flowing through it for unknown reasons. When Yu He completed three turns, less than half of the dark brown powder on the ground had been blown away.  It is estimated that after a cup of tea at most, there will no longer be any trace of blood being spilled on this copper brick floor.  "It's really a good place to kill people and silence them, and destroy the corpses to hide them!" Yu He adjusted his breath and tried hard to restrain his eyes to prevent himself from looking around suspiciously.  He tried not to make random guesses, suppressed the doubts in his heart, straightened his back, and continued walking forward.  The palm holding the green sword felt clammy in his heart. Yu He walked out for nearly a hundred steps in a muffled voice. In fact, he had always kept his ears open, listening carefully to the movement behind him.  But there was never any strange sound behind him, only the chills on the back of his neck.  In the end, Yu He couldn't help it anymore, so he turned his head sharply, opened his posture and shouted loudly.  But a few feet away from him, there was only a thick gray-black fog, so quiet that there was no echo, all of which seemed to be mocking Yu He's timidity.  A "pop" soundYu He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard. He cursed secretly: "Yu He, Yu He! You think you can look down on the heroes of the world with one sword, but in fact you only have this little potential? Since this place is  There is a maze to confuse the audience, and there are all kinds of strange things like flowers and trees, stars and stars, what is impossible? Maybe Jinxia Laodao and Zhao Nanzi are watching your joke from outside the formation, and you still don¡¯t know at this time.  What a success! It's really embarrassing!" With this thought, Yu He seemed to have found an excuse for himself.  He attributed all the strange phenomena to being trapped in the maze, and the fear in his heart was suddenly relieved by more than half. He was no longer as timid as before.  "Hehe" he laughed a few times, Yu He put the green sword on his shoulder, threw off the sleeves of his robe, took a big step, sang loudly the Yangzhou folk songs he learned when he was a child, and walked with his head held high.  Continuing to walk forward for more than two hundred steps, he found that there seemed to be a long distance between himself and the place where the noise was coming from.  In the past, every time I took a few steps, I would clearly feel that the sounds were a little clearer, but now, no matter how I walked, I felt that those sounds were still further ahead.  Yu He recalled that when he was living in the secular world as a child, he often heard strange stories about "ghosts beating the wall" from the elderly.  It means that when people are walking at night or in the countryside, they occasionally lose their way and think they are walking straight ahead, but in fact they are always spinning in circles.  The situation is as if there are demons and ghosts building an invisible wall between people and their destination.  With Yu He¡¯s ability, he is naturally not afraid of evil spirits.  But he was in this mysterious and unpredictable maze, and he couldn't tell the four directions from east to west, so it was very possible for him to have a "ghost beating the wall" situation.  I remember the old people once said that if you want to know whether you are caught in the dilemma of "ghosts hitting the wall", the easiest way is to leave a mark on the place you pass by.  If you continue walking, you will encounter this mark in front of you, which means you are really going in a circle.  Yu He felt that this method was very wonderful, so he took out an ordinary wooden sword from his sleeve.  He stretched out his hand to pinch the blade of the sword, dug a small hole at the end of the hilt, pressed in a luminous night pearl, and then inserted the wooden sword deeply into the gap between the carved copper bricks.  Only half of the sword blade and hilt, about a foot long, were exposed on the ground.  After leaving this mark, Yu He walked forward a few feet.  Looking back, the wooden sword had been shrouded in gray clouds, but the luminous pearl on the hilt was still clearly visible like a lampstand torch.  Keep walking forward, taking three steps and looking back. It is not until you are four feet away that the green light emitted by the Night Pearl becomes hazy. After about three or five steps, the dense innate turbidity will completely cover up the little light.  live.  The blue light of a luminous pearl can illuminate a distance of nearly five feet, which is quite unexpected.  Yu He took out a second wooden sword, inlaid a luminous pearl on the end of the hilt, and stuck it deep under his feet.  The two wooden swords at the front and back pointed in a direction, which was a very obvious reference for him or other monks passing by.  Yu He was quite secretly proud of this stupid method. He laughed, picked up the green sword, and continued to sing folk songs and move forward.  But when he walked a dozen steps in one breath, and estimated that he was less than three feet away from the second wooden sword, the clouds and mist in front of him suddenly rolled violently, as if being stirred by an unreasonable wind.  After a while, the innate turbidity returned to tranquility, and the long and narrow corridor under his feet had been divided into two, turning into a forked road. At this time, what was in front of Yu He was two roads, one left and one right.  A whole row of carved copper bricks stretches forward, all filled with smoke, and they don't look the same at all.  Yu He was stunned for a moment, not knowing which way to go.  He listened carefully and found that the noises coming from the two corridors were the same. He thought it was because his eyes were blinded and he mistakenly saw one road as two.  "What should we do? Do the two roads in front of us lead to different ends, or do they lead to the same destination?" Yu He hesitated, and his next thought was to look back and see where he came from.  But it didn't matter. He was shocked to find that the wooden sword and luminous pearl inserted three feet away behind him had disappeared without anyone noticing, just like Zhan Dajian.  Turning around and rushing back about three feet away, Yu He carefully examined the ground inch by inch.  But there was no trace of the wooden sword within a one-foot radius of where he stood, and there was no trace of the wooden sword being inserted between the gaps between the carved copper bricks.  Looking up again, the first wooden sword inserted before was gone. The surrounding innate turbidity was all gray, as if there had never been any wooden sword or luminous pearl.  "Is there someone following behind with a sword drawn?" As soon as he thought about it, Yu He quickly denied his guess.  Since Zhan Dajian disappeared mysteriously, he has been more carefulEyes, on the two wooden swords inserted into the cracks of the bricks, he not only left a trace of the soul mark, but also hidden the true talisman of the return of all transformations.  If someone really pulls out the sword without knowing what's going on, it will definitely trigger the True Talisman of Wanhua Guiyi, leaving enough traces that Yu He can easily detect it.  Even if the person who drew the sword really has the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, the "Xuanzhen Treasure Ruan and the Great True Talisman of Ten Thousand Transformations" is an inheritance from the Hexagonal Sutra Platform. Yu He had already vaguely guessed that this statue could make the Southern Emperor's Immortal White Lotus surrender.  The mysterious sutra platform must be some kind of existence that is superior to the Golden Immortal.  Such a puzzling situation can only be explained by the fact that the maze in the nameless place is too mysterious.  Yu He turned around and looked in the direction of the fork in the road, only to see that the two corridors on the left and right that should have been three feet away in front of him were actually right in front of his feet.  It seemed that he had moved back three feet, and the fork in the road had also moved forward three feet.  The meaning was clearly telling Yu He that there must be a decision on where to go next.  ??Go left or right?  If you choose one of these paths to move forward, what will you encounter and what will you miss?
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