The martial arts of the heavens start from Wudang

Dai Daojin stared at the Hukou Waterfall, a huge stream of water poured down endlessly, hitting the water below the waterfall like thunder.

He turned his head to look at the woman in white robe beside him, and said with a smile, "It's been 800 years, don't you want to go in and take a look?"

Luo Yang's face was indifferent, and she felt that the man in front of her was like a cloud of mist. According to her guess, this man in black robe knew too much, and there was only one possibility, that is, he was also from the Great Qin Dynasty 800 years ago and survived until now.

But it must have been no small person at the time, otherwise it would be impossible to know these secrets.

Luoyang is self-confident but not conceited. She has outstanding talent, coupled with her natural beauty, she was made a queen by the Great Qin Emperor, but she dare not underestimate the people of the world.

She herself can live from Daqin to the present, even with the help of Li Zhu's power, not to mention those who are the leaders of the era.

Facing the question from the man in black, she remained silent.

Luo Yang knew that this black-robed man's strength was unfathomable, and he also knew the location of the emperor's mausoleum, so he probably called him here because he was the Queen of Great Qin, and he could be used in some places.

Dai Daojin didn't care when he saw that she didn't speak.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the natural fundamental law of the world, yin and yang, six emptinesses and six emptinesses in his body slowly circulated, and the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness flowed out, like endless silk threads, rooted in the four sides of the waterfall.

The water vapor in the air began to flow and sort, and the light began to twist and refract.

Like transparent crystals, they began to cross, misplace, and overlap, resetting this world.

This world has changed but has not changed, it just seems to be covered with a hood, and people's five senses are beginning to be deceived here. What people see is still the waterfall rushing down, what they hear is still the deafening sound, and what they feel is still the same. It's cold water vapor

After finishing all this, Dai Daojin said to Luoyang, "Let's go."

Then lift your feet forward.

Luo Yang kept silent and followed.

The two disappeared by the river in one step.

A few days ago, after the two reached a friendly negotiation, Dai Daojin lifted Luoyang's restrictions.

The two walked on the waves, the water vapor separated automatically, and they came to the waterfall.

Dai Daojin stopped his body, facing the powerful water force, the darkness spread behind him, the water seemed to be infected black, condensed like a black crystal, and no longer flowed.

Luoyang saw that the black was like ink, infecting the river water, and began to infect the waterfall upstream, from bottom to top.

Within a few breaths, most of the waterfall was blackened.

The water of the waterfall seems to be frozen.

Luo Yang was horrified, horrified at the other party's ease and freehand.

Dai Daojin's eyes had turned silvery white at this moment, and he stretched out his hand to draw forward. The black waterfall in front of him silently split into two, and the stone wall behind the water flow could be seen again.

At a glance, a stone mural came into view, nine ferocious gray dragon bodies, winding and interlacing, competing for a bead.

This stone carving has been impacted by water for at least 800 years, but it can still be seen clearly, with distinct textures. It can be seen that the carving masters at that time must have superb skills and entered the Tao.

With a flick of Dai Daojin's fingertips, a soft qi pressed down on the stone bead, the stone bead couldn't bear the force, and sank three inches inward.

"boom"

The stone wall turned into a stone door, and when it rotated, a large hole appeared.

When Luo Yang saw this scene, he didn't care at all.

Just as Dai Daojin was about to enter, he turned his head and looked behind him.

"Boom"

Someone came on the waves.

The visitor was nearly two meters tall, with knotted muscles, and when he opened his hands, he could see that he had four arms. His face was extremely ugly, but he had a compassionate and benevolent face, like a Buddhist Shurahan.

Wearing a blood-red robe, he ran at a high speed, with the gloomy and mysterious aura pointing at Dai Daojin from afar.

When the man saw the opened imperial tomb, he howled wildly, full of murderous intent.

The speed was even faster, and two breaths rushed from a distance.

Entering the dark space, the visitor stepped on the congealed black river with both feet, and unexpectedly stepped out of the road.

Looking at the ugly face close at hand, Dai Daojin didn't want to waste time, so he made a real move, sitting on the straddle with the pill in his arms, the haze in the flesh and blood was surging, the physical strength of the whole body was condensed, the blood was congealed, and he punched out.

The red-robed monster covered Dai Daojin's head with four hands, as if it wanted to twist his head off.

"boom"

Dai Daojin's fist imprinted on his heart, punching a hole, and the sound was like beating gold and iron.

The monster seemed invulnerable.

The red-robed monster flew away like a sledgehammer, and its body hit the black water surface, rowing far away.

The monster looked at the hole in its heart, except for its weak breath, it attacked again.

There was a trace of surprise in Dai Daojin's eyes, and he stood up with his hands back, what on earth is this monster made of, it can block his full-strength punch.

Seeing the monster attacking again, he sneered, even gold and iron have their strength limit, he wants to see how many punches this thing can withstand him?

When he got close to his eyes, the monster's ugly face disappeared, but it was actually a pretty face of joy and anger.

Dai Daojin didn't care whether he was beautiful or ugly, he rubbed his body and beat him like gold and iron.

For a while, there was an endless sound.

"铛" made a loud noise, like hitting a bronze bell.

The monster's clothes were torn apart by the fists, revealing hard and yellowed muscles, but at this moment, the muscles were cracked like rocks, and it might be broken if it couldn't bear it a few times.

Dai Daojin was about to make a move, when Luo Yang next to him said, "Wait, let him go."

Then, she looked at the monster and shouted, "Xiaoying, come here."

Hearing this, the monster paused ferociously, and actually obeyed, and ran behind Luoyang, showing a sense of intimacy.

Dai Daojin stopped his punches, as if he had thought of something, he glanced strangely at each person, and said calmly, "Take care of him."

After finishing speaking, he dodged and rushed into the imperial mausoleum.

Behind him, Luo Yang glanced at the monster, and followed into the mausoleum. Finally, the monster hesitated, but followed closely behind.

Dai Daojin entered the imperial mausoleum, and when he landed, he stepped on the solid ground with both feet.

As far as the eye can see, it is all dark.

He stood for a while, and after the two people behind him came, he walked forward in silence.

Luoyang didn't say a word, there are organs everywhere in the imperial mausoleum, every step of the way, this mysterious person doesn't ask her, she will not kindly guide the way, the devil who kills without batting an eye doesn't have much kindness, let alone being kidnapped.

Dai Daojin observed as he walked, and he had experienced several worlds, but he had never explored the tomb of Emperor Daqin.

At this time, the group walked along a long corridor.

Dai Daojin's mental power had already dissipated, penetrating through the stone walls of the corridor, the upper and lower sides of this place, including some secret doors, and hidden organs all appeared in his mind, and a three-dimensional model was established.

Walking on a smooth ground, Dai Daojin grabbed Luoyang with one hand, regardless of the monster, stepped out as if the ground was shrinking into an inch, and came inside without touching the ground at all.

There was a rumbling sound behind him, the monster should have touched the mechanism.

Luo Yang looked back and saw that two huge boulders weighing more than [-] jins were slowly closing together, and when they were about to pinch the monster into meatloaf, the monster fled out rolling and crawling.

This monster was almost smashed by Dai Daojin at the door, and now it is rare to escape from death.

Dai Daojin ignored him, looked up and saw that it looked like a huge palace, with rocks on the top, densely dotted with beads, and mirrors with different angles, large or small, embedded all around.

The light emitted by the beads, reflected by countless mirrors, seems to converge into a river of starlight, making people feel like they are in the starry sky.

Seeing this, Luoyang couldn't help being dazzled.

Dai Daojin has seen the real starry sky, not to mention the simulated one, so naturally he feels calm.

At this moment, the silver-white starlight in his eyes was flowing, and countless conscious thoughts collided. The knowledge of the art of astrology turned into a torrent of flow and the heart of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing this, Luo Yang knew that the opponent was cracking the formation, so she kept silent. She wanted to see how long it would take for the opponent to break the formation.

As soon as she thought about it, she saw the mysterious man shoot out a finger wind, and the finger wind was so fast that it shattered a small mirror. With the shattering of the mirror, the Milky Way above her head suddenly dimmed and gradually extinguished.

Luoyang's heart sank.

Dai Daojin ignored her, walked straight through the hall, and came to the end of the hall, where the huge bronze door came into view.