When Hsu Fengnian arrived at an open area, his vision suddenly widened. A large amount of white light dazzled his eyes. Hsu Fengnian raised his arm to block the light and squinted his eyes. Finally, he saw an ancient bronze door engraved with dense inscriptions. After being stunned for a while, when the otherworldly item also left the corridor, Hsu Fengnian remembered that Luo Yang was still inside. She must be struggling to move. He glanced at the otherworldly item that was eyeing him covetously and cursed it to get lost. Then, he turned around and entered the corridor. He pushed open the two mountains, and the heavy gravity hit his arms again and again like a bell. Hsu Fengnian almost thought that his arms were going to be broken. Just as Hsu Fengnian's eyes turned red and he couldn't hold on any longer, a white-clothed figure appeared in front of him and kicked him out of the corridor. The exhausted Hsu Fengnian sat on the ground. Luo Yang looked calm, but blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth. She gently wiped it and raised her eyes to look at the bronze door that was as bright as day. The mountains behind him had completely closed. Hsu Fengnian stood up and tried to use a flying sword to open the door, but it didn't pierce the door at all. Eight hundred years ago, the Great Emperor Qin's Kingdom could unify the world. Li Yishan once said that the Beiliang saber, which could be said to be the ultimate weapon, was born from the Great Emperor Qin's standard saber. Even most of the powerful crossbows were no exception. However, the Great Emperor Qin's Kingdom rose like a comet and fell like a comet. Historians pretended to ignore it. Historical materials were scarce. They only knew that after the sudden death of the Emperor Qin, the entire empire was buried with him. The world was torn apart like a deer escaping from its cage. Hsu Fengnian felt relieved. He leaned against the stone wall and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If he could survive, perhaps some earth-shattering secrets would be revealed to the future generations that had puzzled them for nearly a thousand years.
The otherworldly item stood at the intersection of light and darkness. It hesitated for a while but still took a step forward. As the light shone on it, its feet burned fiercely and emitted a pungent smell. He seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and, ignoring his poor instep, which was almost burnt to a crisp, he sank into deep thought again.
Was there a lightning pool after the mountain? Hsu Fengnian smiled bitterly. Squatting on the boundary between Yin and Yang, he raised his head and looked around. The dome was inlaid with pearls that looked like a resplendent starry sky, shining brightly. The stone walls and the ground on the left and right were covered with small mirrors polished by colored glass, interweaving with a bright light. Looking closely, those pearls were actually faintly moving, like the stars of the four seasons. Hsu Fengnian was shocked. How could these beads be preserved for hundreds of years? One had to know that there were people who said that pearls were old and yellow. After a few years, pearls would naturally turn yellow and deteriorate. Hsu Fengnian had always disliked the way people worshipped the past and belittled the present. Now that he looked at it again, it was not completely unreasonable. Luo Yang stood beside Hsu Fengnian in silence.
Luo Yang stretched out a hand and quickly drew in the air.
It was as if she was spinning silk from a cocoon.
She frowned as she did not get the answer she wanted. Coldly, she asked, "Do you know how to move the stars?"
Hsu Fengnian volunteered himself. "I've learned a little about Guo Lao's Star Sect, Shu Minqing's Secret Decree of the Universe, and Lu Hong's Twenty-Eight Constellations. You can try to deduce it."
Luo Yang turned her head, and Hsu Fengnian met her eyes.
Luo Yang sneered. "You only know how to deduce it with your mouth?"
Hsu Fengnian resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He squatted on the ground and used a flying sword, Green Plum Blossom, to draw on the ground. From time to time, he would raise his head to memorize the movement of the stars. At first, it was easy to get started, but as time went by, it became more and more difficult. When the deduction reached an obscure dead end, Hsu Fengnian stared at the messy lines on the ground in a daze. In fact, if this task was given to his second sister, Xu Weixiong, who was known as the "Invincible Mental Calculator", she might not be able to do it easily, but it would be better than Hsu Fengnian trying to make a Hail Mary effort. Luo Yang looked at it a few times and saw that Hsu Fengnian had no clue. She did not have any hope and raised her head to stare at the brilliance of the day. After a moment, Luo Yang said, "The tomb is full of the aura of death. You can live for about four hours."
Hsu Fengnian simply sat down on the ground and shook his head. "That's one hundred percent too late. Give me two or three days to get a rough idea."
Luo Yang sneered, "You only know some unorthodox tricks."
Hsu Fengnian angrily said, "Isn't it because you wanted to enter the tomb no matter what?!"
Luo Yang casually glanced at Hsu Fengnian and only said two words, "Lend me your sword."
Hsu Fengnian asked, "How many?"
Luo Yang asked back, "Do you have thirteen?"
Normally, Hsu Fengnian might have said, "I still have another sword under my crotch." But at this moment, he did not dare to have such shameless thoughts. The Twelve Riding Swords formed a line and floated in front of Luo Yang.
Luo Yang flicked her finger and the swords flew into the light, disappearing in a flash. One sword returned, and another entered. The twelve flying swords advanced one after another.
The flying swords kept circulating, dazzling the eyes. Luo Yang seemed to be talking to herself. "Not a single bead can be destroyed. If the formation is destroyed, the light will explode, and there will be no blind spots to escape. The infant will bear the brunt of it. You won't be able to endure for a few moments. Even if I can survive, I will not be able to open that bronze door. I brought you into the tomb to borrow your life to open the door. "
Infant?
This otherworldly item has such a poetic title?
Hsu Fengnian quickly came to his senses and anxiously said, "Luo Yang, explain it clearly to me. What do you mean by using my life to open the door?! Borrow? How can I return my life if I borrow it? "
Luo Yang calmly said, "Your body has a purple-gold aura. It is the best tonic for the infant and also the key. If Zhong Shentong and his group came to the tomb, the one to die would be a Southern Tang orphan. "
Hsu Fengnian thought for a while, then said seriously, "In that case, we should die together in the thunder pool. If the Zhong family does not come in, thousands of years later, when the later generations see our corpses, they might think that we died together for love. "
Luo Yang turned a deaf ear.
Luo Yang played the sword as if it were a zither.
Hsu Fengnian watched her concentrate on riding the sword back and forth. Huang Baozhuang? Devil Luo Yang?
At this moment, he was confused.
When Hsu Fengnian was young, he also wanted to be one of those famous experts. At the very least, he wanted to be a wanderer who could take revenge. Thus, he often went to the Tide-listening Pavilion to disturb the old people who were guarding the pavilion. He heard many stories of adventures that he did not know were true. He fell off a cliff and survived by hanging on a branch. He entered a cave and saw the corpses of experts. After kowtowing, he received one or two secret manuals. After coming out, he became a world-shaking expert in Jianghu. He wanted to take revenge and live a carefree life. This made the young Hsu Fengnian want to jump off a cliff that looked like an immortal. Later, he was enlightened by his second sister. There were tens of thousands of secret manuals in the Tide-listening Pavilion.
Hsu Fengnian sighed. He turned around and saw the sympathetic face of the otherworldly item. He said helplessly, "I'm going to die soon. Come, give me a festive face."
Hsu Fengnian thought that the otherworldly item would not agree. Unexpectedly, the otherworldly item spun its red robe and looked at him with a joyful face.
Hsu Fengnian chuckled. "Again."
Sympathy for joy.
"Again!"
Vermilion's robe spun like a butterfly.
Hsu Fengnian was having a lot of fun. It seemed that the otherworldly item was also having fun.
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