"Five hundred years ago, an idiot gave me such a bad idea. At that time, I thought he was quite right, so I jumped away." The fat man seemed to be deep in thought: "F***,

Later I learned that it was an action that only zombies could do. I, a powerful ghost king, used to hold two watermelon knives and cut from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road. How could I be the same as those humble zombies!"

"This line is a bit familiar," Ren Gange complained.

"That's the game designer's problem. You should consider how to deal with him now." Yu Prajna summoned the flying sword. In her opinion, this matter may have to be solved by force in the end.

Ren Gange also summoned the flying sword. Since he couldn't answer the question, he had to be tough.

"Step up with your left foot." Xiao Lang said aloud.

"Why?" Fat Tou looked at Xiao Lang doubtfully.

Ren Gange and Yu Prajna also looked at Xiao Lang in surprise.

"The liver stores the soul, the lungs store the soul, the spleen stores the mind, the kidneys store the will, and the heart governs the spirit. Among the five internal organs, the heart is the most important." Xiao Lang said word by word, neither slow nor slow: "The heart governs the blood and the mind.

It is joy in the will, sweat in the liquid, combined with the pulse in the body, the flower in the face, and the tongue in the orifice."

"All things in nature are divided into yin and yang. The left is yang, the right is yin, Qian is yang, and kun is yin."

"The earth gave birth to you and me. The feet take the energy of the earth, which is the root of mutual growth. The right foot has two yin and yin, and the left foot has two yang and fire."

"When walking, step your left foot first, so that the yang fire can communicate with the heart fire. If the two are connected, the qi and blood will be strong. On the contrary, if the ** is connected with the heart fire, the two objects and five shapes will offset each other. If the yin and yang are in conflict, the qi and blood will be lost. Over time,

, then the root is not solid, the essence is not cultivated, and there is no cure.”

Xiao Lang said seriously, looked at Fat Tou and said, "So, if you want to walk, you must step with your left foot first."

"Well, it makes sense, it makes very sense. Thank you, thank you so much." Fat Tou took back the machete, finally stood up, and kept thanking Xiao Lang: "If it weren't for you, I would have been unable to move for hundreds of years.

Already."

The fat head took two steps, turned back and said, "Sure enough, it is more comfortable to step with the left foot first than with the right foot first."

"Helping others is my consistent purpose." Xiao Lang has a noble demeanor and a face full of righteousness.

"Then I'll leave now, haha. Those idiots said it doesn't matter. I'll tell them now. I really want to see what they regret!" After finishing speaking, Fat Tou turned around and left.

"The strong man stays behind." Xiao Lang said with a bald mouth, but fortunately the fat man didn't care about it: "This matter cannot be discussed with outsiders."

"Why?" Fatty was very confused.

"Do you have a good relationship with those idiots?" Xiao Lang blinked deliberately.

"It's not good, they always... Oh, I understand, why tell them, if they want to know, they have to sit there for a thousand years!" Fatty said harshly.

"That's the truth, then you will have a good journey." Xiao Lang waved his hand to the fat man.

The fat head smiled, waved to Xiao Lang, turned and left.

When the fat man walked away, Yu Prajna looked at Xiao Lang with an alien expression on his face, and said after a while: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I feel like you are very powerful."

Ren Gange came up and patted Xiao Lang on the shoulder: "It's so good, it would be a pity not to become a magic stick. In fact, I guess I just need to tell him that right-handers usually step with their left foot first."

Xiao Lang smiled and walked out of the door.

It is also a maze, but obviously this time the maze is much smaller, and both the top of the head and the side walls are emitting a faint red light.

"I seem to be able to guess where this is." Just after passing a few forks, Ren Gange said.

"Well, it should be the Demon Locking Tower in the Legend of Fairy Tales." Xiao Lang said as he walked: "After all, the setting of the brooding ghost just now is more obvious."

Yu Prajna interjected: "I have never played such an ancient game, but I heard that the normal plot should be to save a certain heroine."

"Obviously it can't be the case anymore. The fat man has told us that someone told him the answer five hundred years ago. That person should be Li Xiaoyao, the leading actor of Sword and Sword Generation." Xiao Lang said.

"In other words, we came here just to use the scene of the Demon Locking Tower," Ren Gange asked doubtfully: "But shouldn't the Demon Locking Tower collapse after rescuing Zhao Ling'er?"

"The goblins in the tower probably did not escape completely, or were captured again. As for the Demon Locking Tower itself, it only took Emperor Liang Wu to build the Demon Locking Tower for more than 20 years. Another five hundred years have passed before it was built again.

One is also normal." Xiao Lang said, scanning Yu Prajna: "What's more, if it is just the designer's bad taste and the plot of the fairy sword is copied mechanically, there is nothing we can do."

"That's true." Ren Gange thought for a moment and said, "In that case, we may all encounter Jiang Qing, the Ghost King, the Book Fairy, and the Prison-Suppressing King."

"So, we have to be careful next. Except for the book fairy, there are several other people who need to fight." Xiao Lang said.

"Look, what is that in front of you!" Suddenly, Yu Prajna asked.

Less than a hundred meters in front of the three people, there was a stone wall erected. The wall was painted with black and white yin and yang fish. Against the backdrop of the red light, there was no righteousness at all.

Sitting under the wall was a lifeless, skinny old man, shaped like a mummy.

The mummy has white hair covering its face, wearing a broken Taoist robe, its hands are wrapped in fine iron shackles, and a fairy sword is stuck in front of its body.

"Heh, fuck it, fuck it, it's too early for Jiang Qing to appear." Ren Gange teased, holding the flying sword across his chest.

Xiao Lang approached carefully and asked, "Can your flying sword penetrate the ground?"

Ren Gange understood what Xiao Lang was referring to, and deliberately tried it on the wall before replying: "It's the same as the previous floor. At most, it can only leave a white mark."

"That means we can only pray that the old man will not regard us as Shushan disciples." Xiao Lang also summoned the Starfall Sword.

"Or pray that Jiang Waner can appear soon." Ren Gange just finished speaking, as if he suddenly understood something: "Do you think the Xiaowan we met in the trial mission has anything to do with this Jiang Waner?

"

"It's just the same name, just repeating one word," Xiao Lang thought for a while before saying: "First, there should be no connection between the Lanruo Temple we experienced and the Demon Locking Tower, and second, Jiang Waner's father is Jiang

Qing, and Xiaowan’s biological father is Monk Lingkong.”

Yu Banruo couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, and she was only concerned about the combat effectiveness of the dead skeleton in front of her who was obviously a roadblock: "Is Jiang Qing in the original book very powerful?"
Chapter completed!