Panguan

Bu Ning's half-aspect couldn't resist, and she couldn't.

Junior brother— Bu Ning called again several times, and finally said in a deep voice, Wen Shi!

But the cage wall didn't give in half a step, and there was no gap again. Resolutely keep them out of all.

Bu Ning looked at the cage wall amidst the profound thunder and the strong wind.

He still remembers the appearance of the final closing of the sealing formation thousands of years ago, enveloping all the unrestrained fate in it, and no one in the formation has been seen since then.

I don't know who said it, it's really like a grave.

It does.

That is a huge tomb, in fact there is not only Chen Bubu, but also Wen Shi, the former Songyun Mountain, and even a few of them.

And this cage wall piercing the sky and the earth is like a monument standing in front of a grave.

There is no word, and there is no wrong word.

Bu Ning's tiger's mouth burst open, and he wiped the blood three times on those formation stones, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shattered into sand in the wind.

The force against the cage wall suddenly dissipated, Xia Qiao was thrown backwards and rolled several times, and Bu Ning supported his shoulders.

I want to go in. Xia Qiao said, Old Ancestor, I want to go in. I have something to do with this cage, and I feel very uncomfortable now...

As if he could feel the movement in the cage, he was suddenly enveloped by an indelible great sadness. Tears don't stop.

My brother might—

I know. Bu Ning supported his shoulder, ...I know.

But he didn't go to set up an array of guns to break through the cage door, but lowered his head, silently counting the distance to the cage wall. Count to three feet away, and bury the finger bone wrapped with puppet thread in the soil.

He didn't know who found this finger bone in the first place, and how it was transferred to Zhang Yalin's hands, where it was enshrined with incense for decades. But he knew that his stubborn junior brother must have wanted to bury them here when he first took his bones and blood.

There was once mentioned a heavy technique in the book, saying that if there is someone in this life who really can't let go, then before leaving, take the bone and blood, tie it with hemp thread, and bury it three feet away from the grave. Then even if you enter reincarnation, you will vaguely remember what you lack, and you will meet that person again in the world.

Wen Shixiu is practicing puppetry, and to a puppet master, nothing is more important than fingers. Breaking this piece raw, maybe I want to remember it deeper.

As a senior brother, he couldn't help but watch these knuckles fall to the side.

Chapter 110 No Phase

After doing all this, Bu Ning opened a gate.

Xia Qiao and Zhang Biling looked at him blankly: Where are you going?

Go to the col. Bu Ning said.

Going to the dust can't reach the col that was lined up back then.

Xia Qiao and Zhang Biling didn't know why, but Bu Ning himself didn't know the reason. He just felt like he should be there, that's where it all started, and he could always do something about it.

But when Bunin got there, he found that there were already people there.

It's not a stranger, but the descendants of the judges I've seen before. They didn't all come, only a dozen of them broke through the mist and arrived at the edge of the mountain depression.

Zhang Biling recognized people from the Wu family and the Yang family, but Bu Ning didn't know any of them. He also didn't want to know.

He stood in front of the pool of mountains and lakes, threw down the formation stone and swept his hands behind his back, and a barrier to keep strangers out was formed on the spot.

This was probably the first time in his life that he was not polite.

The descendants who were blocked by the barrier quickly explained: Old Ancestor, we have no other purpose here... just knowing what the Patriarch Master has set up here, our group of unscrupulous descendants are a little shameless, want to come, want to try try--

Bu Ning walked around the lake, counting the formation stones that Chen Bu had fallen that year. He didn't listen to what they were saying at all, but Zhou Xu was a little stressed and asked in a bad tone: Try what???

Outsiders can't tell the difference between them, they just think it's what Bu Ning said. Immediately bowed his hands, a little awkward.

In the end, the Patriarch of the Wu family threw away his cane, saluted and said, We want to share some.

Bu Ning finally straightened up and glanced at them.

At that time, he had already found the blood-smeared formation stone, which was at the gate of death. And he has already squeezed the wound on his hand again...

We thought, if every future generation leaves blood marks on this formation of stones, isn't it... If there is anything in this pool in the future, everyone will bear it together.

Bu Ning looked away from them, finally shook his head and replied: No need.

After finishing speaking, he wiped a line of blood on the formation stone himself.

At that moment, the formation that had been laid out for thousands of years changed when Bu Ning wiped the blood, and he pulled a golden thread towards him.

This battle was originally not connected to the dust, but now because of his blood, it has a slight connection with him.

He failed to enter Wen Shi's cage, but he was still connected to the cage.

Immediately afterwards, the lake surged violently, and in the next second it turned into a black mist that covered the sky. The black mist was like a long dragon that could penetrate the sky, spinning rapidly towards a certain place.

But there was nothing there, just a void. It seems that there is an invisible vortex, trying to sweep the endless fog.

This scene shocked everyone.

With a low cry, Xia Qiao broke into the fog, looking for Bu Ning, and asked loudly, What's going on?!

Bu Ning said softly: These black fogs are not real, they are reflections on Master's body. Because of the relationship between this formation and Master, we are able to

Being able to see it here is like a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. As for the whereabouts of that long dragon...