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Chapter 945: Yuan Er Cave Mansion

"Sister, say the first paragraph of the "One Yuan Ball" technique, otherwise, die!" Hua Shenguang read the words above. It seems that this is called Yuan Er's senior, and there is also a test. If the test fails,

It will be destroyed in this secret passage.

Fang Ya said slowly: "Chaos begin to open, the first lunar calendar begins, divides yin and yang, and transforms into the five elements..."

After reciting a mantra, the stone wall in front opened upwards rumbling, revealing a deep passage.

"How is it? It depends on me at the critical moment." Fang Ya smiled proudly.

"Do you know the 1 Yuan Ball? Teach me quickly, I will learn it too." Hua Shenguang was a little surprised at Fang Ya's memorization of the mantra of "The 1 Yuan Ball".

"Actually, I don't understand it at all. I only know the first few mantras. The Yiyuan Gate did not teach me how to practice. After entering the Yiyuan Gate, although I could freely choose to collect books and martial arts, before I really became the young lady,

You can't learn the unique skills of Yiyuan Ball. This is also the rules of Yiyuan Ball." Fang Ya explained.

"Don't worry, I promise that I can kill the Elemental Spirit in a hundred years. He dared to steal my Fang Ya. I will let him suffer the most painful punishment!" Hua Shenguang tightened his clothes through the thick clothes.

He held Fang Ya's hand and looked firm and confident.

"Your Fang Ya?" Fang Ya turned her head, her eyes so soft that water could drip out. This was the first time Hua Shenguang said this.

"I have caused you to suffer because I have not cultivated enough that I have caused you to suffer in the Yiyuan Sect!" Hua Shenguang blamed himself a little.

Fang Ya smiled with relief. She did these things for Hua Shenguang. She didn't ask Hua Shenguang to do anything for her. She could get Hua Shenguang's understanding words. She was very happy. She said, "Your

I understand my heart. Have you forgotten that we are spiritually connected? Also, the elemental spirit may be killed by other sects, and you won’t have to do it yourself.”

"Okay, I hope he can live until the day I kill him." The two of them walked along the way, and gradually, there were no longer light walls next to the secret passage, but some patterns, which were like life.

Lines are arranged and combined in various ways.

Hua Shenguang looked at the continuous patterns, as if his spirit was about to be sucked into it.

"Fang Ya!" Fang Ya shouted loudly in Fang Ya's ear, and Fang Ya came back to her senses with lingering fear. "Fortunately, you woke me up. Just now, I seemed to be trapped in a space and felt a whole body heat. These lines are strange, so we shouldn't.

Look closely.”

"I heard that some advanced martial arts will be recorded in special forms. Perhaps these patterns are a set of advanced martial arts. But you only have tokens here. If they are really a martial arts inheritance, we will come back when we become stronger in the future.

It’s not too late to study.” Without taking a few steps, there was another wall in front of me to cut off the road, and there were indeed problems on this wall.

However, seeing this question, Hua Shenguang smiled. The Yuan Sect senior was named Yuan Er. The questions left behind were different from what I imagined. It was indeed a bit "second". Here, I actually wanted to write a poem to praise it.

A woman's poem.

Hua Shenguang has already identified this Yuan Er as a lustful person. Although his cultivation is strong, he is very lustful. First, he writes books on the process of pursuing women, and second, the problem of setting secret passages left behind is also related to women.

Fang Ya looked at Hua Shenguang: "Don't you."

"Okay, I will write a poem for you." Hua Shenguang walked around Fang Ya for a few steps: "The time-sharing emotions are disordered, and after leaving, I am confused. I send a message to the bright moon, and I gently express my thoughts!"

The poem was completed, and the wall in front opened, and it seemed that the poem had completely passed.

"It's indeed a good poem!" Fang Ya couldn't help but exclaim, looking at Hua Shenguang with affection. This poem was written for her, expressing her thoughts for herself, and that affection and meaning are all in the poem!

However, Hua Shenguang was not happy, and he became even more alert. He sent a message saying, "There is a problem here. Think about it, if I write a poem, the wall will automatically open. If my poem fails, it will definitely not be opened.

How can I judge whether the poems I wrote are qualified? If someone else comes, the poems I wrote will definitely be different."

"Yes, after you said this, something is indeed wrong. Could it be that someone is controlling it here? We should be careful." Both of them became more alert, walked forward for several thousand meters, and finally reached the end of the passage.

The end suddenly became clear, and at the sight, there was a huge secret room, and there were still various patterns around the secret room. If you don’t understand the truth, just think it was an artistic carving. But the things contained in it made Hua Shenguang dare not

Go and peek. Fortunately, as long as these patterns are not caught in them on their own initiative, they will not cause any special harm to people.

There are some small passages around the secret room, which lead to another small secret room. Fang Ya observed and said, "It seems that this is the place where this senior Yuan Er practices and lives, but I don't know that he is now going.

Where, are you still alive? There should be no mechanism here." She walked to the middle of the secret room and saw a formation pattern carved on the ground, which was a spirit gathering array.

In the middle of the formation pattern, there is a cushion, which is probably the place where Yuan Er once practiced.

Hua Shenguang opened the eyes of the Chaos Light and looked around. As Fang Ya said, there was no formation energy. He came to the door of another small secret room and gently pushed open the stone door, and some dust fell down.

Inside the stone gate is a bed, a stone table, and a stone bench. It is simple and unpretentious.

Hua Shenguang opened another stone door, and the things inside made Hua Shenguang stunned.

"Brother Guang, have you discovered something?" Fang Ya walked over, but in an instant, she screamed, stepped out a few steps, covered her eyes, and her hands also covered her blushing face.

Oh my God, what she saw? What hung on the wall was full of pictures of the erotic palaces, vividly displayed!

"I'll go over there and take a look!" Fang Ya trotted a few steps and ran to the secret room on the other side.

Hua Shenguang looked at these vivid pictures of the erotic palace. It has to be said that the person who painted the pictures gave them a special divine essence, which made people feel itchy when they saw it, and they wanted to find someone to relieve their desires immediately.

Hua Shenguang calmed down for a moment before reexamining the layout of this stone room. A bed and a table were also simple. However, it was difficult for people not to think of some things about auspicious things, especially here

In a room full of pictures.

Hua Shenguang opened the cabinet under the table, and some even more unbearable books were dug out, such as "The Art of Looking at Women", "Three Hundred Majestic Pose", etc. Hua Shenguang had to sigh at the attainments of Yuan Er in this way.

After reading more than ten books, the bottom one attracted Hua Shenguang's attention, which clearly stated "The Great Method of Yin and Yang Hehuan".

After looking through two pages, Hua Shenguang was slightly surprised. This was a real martial art, and it was an unusual technique of dual cultivation, both Yin and Yang cultivation, and Yin and Yang complement each other, which quickly improved the cultivation of men and women.

Hua Shenguang put away the book and exited the secret room. He found Fang Ya standing on the other side, with a hint of shyness, a hint of tenderness and a hint of blame in his expression. "You have been inside for so long, are those pictures very good?"


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