After packing up the treasures in the coffin, everyone gathered together again.

"How do you deal with these two people?"

"These two people are useful, take them away." The man in black in the head made an order.

After several men in black got the order, they quickly seized the tomb burial objects and quickly withdrew along the map of the tomb passage indicated in "The Strategy of Wuhou".

When he retreated to the well at the entrance of the tomb passage, the well was narrow, and the man in black carrying Bai Fu accidentally knocked Bai Fu's head heavily against the wall of the well.

Bai Fu couldn't continue to pretend to be dizzy, and he hummed out with a conditioned reflex, and said intimately: "Not good!"

The shout was particularly harsh in the late winter night. The man in black carrying Bai Fu was scared and sweated in cold sweat. He hurriedly clicked Bai Fu's mute hole.

"It seems that he has woken up long ago?" A cold light flashed across the eyes of the man in black. He made a gesture to kill Bai Fu immediately, and snorted coldly: "Take him into the well and stay here to accompany Uncle Liu. Block the entrance of the tomb."

The man in black, carrying Bai Fu, was ordered and looked at his hands, but could not find any heavy objects such as the ballast. In desperation, he pulled a heavier bronze tripod from a man in black behind him, and tied it firmly to Bai Fu's body. Then he cut off Bai Fu's carotid artery and threw it into the bottom of the well with the bronze tripod.

The other men in black quickly sealed the stolen hole with gravel. In this way, no one knew about this secret passage.

After doing all this, the rooster crowed for the fifth time, everyone quickly evacuated the tomb passage, and the Wuhou Temple returned to its former tranquility. No one knew what was so thrilling that happened here this night...

After Bai Fu was thrown into the bottom of the well, his eyes were dark. The water of the well was cold and thunderous and poured into his mouth. Bai Fu's mouth could not be said, and a large thrust of blood splattered on the bronze tripod. After the body of the tripod was stained with Bai Fu's blood, a huge symbol on the outside of the tripod flashed and emitted a faint golden light, and a trace of golden light jumped out of it, like a scarf wrapped around Bai Fu's cut neck, and the wound was stung to the pain...

This well is extremely strange and unstoppable. Bai Fu was dragged by the heavy bronze tripod on his body and kept falling down. The deeper and deeper, the darker and colder, the colder the lower. A dark aura wrapped around Bai Fu and fell into the endless abyss...

Bai Fu could not breathe, and felt his soul leave his body. Another himself walked out of his body and walked towards a dark deep well, the abyss of the Netherworld, unfathomable and extremely terrifying. This deep well produced a powerful suction force to swallow Bai Fu. Bai Fu was shocked and struggled with all his strength, but he could not fight against the dark power of the deep well. He was sucked step by step towards the wellhead, and was instantly swallowed into the deep well, falling in the boundless darkness of the Netherworld...

Suddenly, a strong light shone brightly. When he opened it again, Bai Fu rubbed his eyes, unable to believe that he seemed to have arrived in another time and space.

I was actually standing hanging over a huge waterfall. It seemed that the only waterfall existed in the universe.

A big yellow river surged from a river channel four or five hundred meters wide, like a thousand troops, rushing forward and backward, scattering waves, rolling up thousands of snow. Just as the river was galloping, a huge horseshoe-shaped deep pit appeared under his feet. The flat river seemed to be sucked by a huge funnel, gathering water into bunches, and suddenly became a pillar, like a golden dragon, roaring that shook the sky-deep roar, and hitting straight to the bottom of the pit dozens of meters deep, first fell on the stone, then fell down, three fell, four fell, and four fell, falling out of a huge vortex, like a dragon scale opening and closing.

There is a magic wave at the bottom of the water, and there is no rainbow hanging on the shore.

The rocks on both sides of the waterfall, which were like steel and iron, were actually chiseled into the cave orifices by the dragon scales, like honeycombs. The rock walls were cut off by water and chopped into a deep ditch inch by inch.

He collected thousands of rivers and released the clouds for a long time.

This water comes to the world like a river of heaven and earth, with its momentum as if it is overturned, shaking the sky and earth; it is as fast as thousands of horses galloping, with its thunder and thunder.

Faced with oppression, the softest and gentle water will be so angry. In this softness, there is only one who is generous and has no weakness. If you endure it, you will fight with all your strength and fight hard.

Seeing this moment, Bai Fu was thinking. The river was forced to surging by the mountains on both sides, rising and falling, and it formed its courage to move forward. Its greatness only flashed when it rushed through the hole: both hard and soft, and there was hardness in softness; pressing but not bending, holding but not bending; facing strong, resisting and living to death.

"Don't you see the Yellow River coming from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning..."

Bai Fu stared at him for a while and suddenly lost weight, as if he was sucked by the gravity of the deep pit, and fell heavily from mid-air and fell into the bottom of the pit. The waterfall's thunder and thunder hit his body, Bai Furu was trampled by thousands of horses, his bones, meridians were broken, muscles were torn, and blood vessels burst...

Before he was about to die, a dragon roar, the power of the giant waterfall disappeared, and the pressure around his body suddenly decreased. Bai Fu was fuzzy with blood and flesh, and he struggled to open his eyes. In the hazy blood color, a bronze tripod appeared in front of him, which was the bronze tripod that bound him. It just seemed more simple and heavy, and seemed to be an ancient thing.

The giant waterfall that washed itself was gathered into a bunch of water, and it was all injected into the bronze tripod without overflowing. The power of the giant waterfall pushed the water inside the tripod to rotate clockwise. As the water inside the tripod turned faster and faster, a huge symbol and eight landscape paintings appeared outside the tripod. The rows of golden ancient seal scripts engraved on the inside of the tripod body emitted golden light. The ancient seal script is ancient and far away, and I don’t know what it means? The pattern at the bottom of the tripod should be a nebula map, with the shimmering waves shining with the light of wisdom like the Milky Way.

Not only that, the bronze tripod also made strange sounds. Ten thousand horses galloped, thundering, gurgling like a spring, gurgling into a stream, moaning back into a whirlwind, strands like silk... The sound of the sea, river, river, waterfall, spring, rain, snow, fog, all the sound of water was like a person's joy, anger, sorrow, resentment, and sorrow all injected into Bai Fu's ears...

Bai Fu only felt light all over, like walking by clouds, relaxed and at ease. Also like a coconut forest on the beach, with waves sounded. Finally, he slowly fell asleep...

"Where am I?"

Bai Fu looked around and lay on the river beach next to the fish mouth of Dujiangyan. The bronze tripod that bound him had disappeared.

From the deep well of Wuhou Temple to the Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River, and then to Dujiangyan, Bai Fu seems to have traveled through countless time and space, and he can no longer tell where he is.

At this moment, the sky was already bright. The winter sunlight came into view, warm and gentle. Bai Fu slowly stood up and almost screamed. In front of him, he became another world. Everything in the world was no longer still, everything was running according to the way of heaven. He clearly saw that the wintersweet on the shore was blooming slowly and rhythmically, and new buds were squeezed out desperately under the withered vines. He could hear the crisp sound of the bamboo hair joints, and the slight sound of the melting of the stalactite ice slag... The whole world became clear, and he could clearly see, hear, smell, touch, and feel every change...

Bai Fu didn't know how all this happened, but his intuition told him that it was related to the bronze cauldron. Bai Fu stretched out his hands to look at it, his fingers became slender, crystal clear and profound, and his palm lines were clear and profound. When he touched his body, the wound had long healed, his muscles were tight, his skin was smooth, and his temples were slightly raised. He breathed his mouth and nose, his qi and meridians were long, and he could sense the blood rushing, the meridian rhythm, the bones stretched, and wherever his thoughts went, he could respond.

"Are I reborn and entered the realm of introspection?" Bai Fu was overjoyed. He tried to leap, his body was as light and agile as a black panther in the dark rain forest, and instantly moved several feet away. Bai Fu used his parallel fingers as his sword and danced a few sword moves and stabbed it with one sword without deliberately exerting force, and stabbed it with a "swoosh" sound of breaking the wind. His martial arts cultivation has improved several levels.

Bai Fu at this moment didn't know that the erosion of Hukou Waterfall, like a giant hammer cast steel, had recast his body, making his muscles tough, his bones strengthened, and his meridians expanded. The body's innate shortcomings were systematically repaired acquired and advanced to the Taoist realm of introspection. But whether he can enter the legendary Yi Jing marrow washing and the state of transformation still requires him to further break through the limits of his body in martial arts.

A person's destiny is often changed by some kind of encounter. Will this lucky child rise like a comet to become a master, or will it be like a flash in the pan? It not only depends on his encounter and luck, but also on what level of difficulties and setbacks he will experience in the future, as well as his courage, tenacity and wisdom when facing suffering!

Later generations are full of worship and longing when recalling heroes and sages, but when they know that when sages have not become sages, they face the huge waves of fate, how painful and helpless they are, they will die for life, hardships and difficulties, and they will be successful...

Afterwards, when Bai Fu told Taoist Qingxuan about his experience, Taoist Qingxuan explained this period of dying time travel:

"The power of death and the power of life in darkness are both sides of a coin, so when you encounter darkness, don't be afraid of it, and dare to face darkness. Learn to be with darkness for a while, be alone quietly in the darkness, record, realize, digest, and enlighten the truth in your heart.

Only by experiencing the moment when you are dying and passing through the gates of life and death can you gain the ultimate power of the void.”
Chapter completed!