"If you are seeking skin from a tiger, you should be able to fight it!"
Lin Bai said to Ning Rou with a smile.
Ning Rou looked at Lin Bai with a puzzled look on her face.
Lin Bai smiled mysteriously: "Why do you think he told us about the situation here? Why did he tell us about his experience? Is it because he thought he had treasures that he had walked through the ancient road, but we didn't, so he kindly reminded us?"
"I don't know much about this person, but I can tell that he is not a kind-hearted person."
"Miss Ningrou, as I said before, I brought you here. How many treasures you can get depends on your ability!"
"You have your choice, and I have my concerns. Since we have different opinions, I won't bother the girl."
"Girl, please do it."
Ning Rou was worried, her face was solemn, she took a deep breath and walked towards the ancient road where Uncle Yuan and the old man with white beard went.
Ning Rou felt that she was useless. It was clear that her cultivation in the Three Tribulations realm was far superior to that of Lin Bai. She also had endless cards and tricks in her hands. She considered herself to be talented and intelligent, but she could not maintain her usual delicate mind here. Instead, Lin Bai
Bai, a warrior at the quasi-Dao realm, was calmer than her.
Ning Rou cautiously walked towards the ancient road where the white-bearded old man and Uncle Yuan walked.
After the three people left one after another, Lin Bai was the only one left on the floating platform.
The crow stood on the shoulder, and a bright and dazzling light suddenly appeared in his eyes. At a glance, he took in the nine ancient roads.
"Sure enough, he does have some skills. I'm afraid Kong Lu's formation skills are as good as those of some spiritual masters."
Crow glanced at it, chuckled, and spoke highly of Kong Lu: "It's a pity that he was born in the lower world and came to the Tomb of the Gods to show off his talents. However, the Tomb of the Gods is too small to support his formation.
Talent."
"If he appeared in the spirit world, he might already be one of the few formation masters in the spirit world."
Lin Bai took a deep breath: "Have you seen the clues on these nine ancient roads?"
Crow smiled and said: "No."
Lin Bai's face darkened: "Aren't you very good at formation techniques?"
Crow smiled bitterly and said: "If it is true to what Kong Lu said in his message, 'The road of thorns leads to a narrow escape from death,' then there must be a way to survive on these nine ancient roads. But when I took a look just now, the nine ancient roads were always covered with magic circles, but there were some magic circles.
The formation is very strong, but some formations are very weak!"
"I just haven't thought clearly about whether the way to survive in Kong Lu's message is the way without the magic circle, or the way with the weak magic circle!"
"Lin Bai, even the weak magic circle inside is enough to kill you hundreds of times!"
After hearing what the crow said, Lin Bai fell into deep thought.
Crow could see the strength of the magic circle on the Nine Ancient Roads, but he could not understand the meaning of Kong Lu's message.
Therefore, it is difficult to give Lin Bai any advice at this moment.
Lin Bai walked through the nine ancient roads once and looked at that ancient road. The black jade-like stairs lead to the depths of darkness, and the darkness is bottomless. No one knows what dangers lie ahead.
After going back and forth and checking dozens of times, a glimmer of understanding appeared in Lin Bai's eyes.
Crow said slowly: "Perhaps Ning Rou's choice is not bad. Follow them. At least they are opening the way in front, and we can avoid many magic circles by following behind!"
Lin Bai smiled mysteriously: "I have found a way out!"
Crow's eyes were filled with surprise: "You found it? Which one of the nine ancient roads is it?"
"None of them!" Lin Bai shook his head silently and said softly: "The road of thorns means a narrow escape from death. Hearing this sentence, many people would guess that of the nine ancient roads in front of them, eight of them must be dead ends, and only one is a way of life!
"
"But they never would have thought that there is actually a tenth road on this floating platform!"
"And the tenth path is the way to survive!"
"This is the true meaning of the narrow escape from death mentioned by Kong Lu."
"And this tenth road is right here..."
Lin Bai turned around suddenly and looked at the ancient road he had just walked on, which was still floating smoothly in the darkness.
Crow glared: "Are you saying that Kong Lu arranged those nine ancient roads as dead ends, and this road we walked along is the way to survive?"
Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Otherwise? Haven't you noticed? There is no dangerous magic circle on the road we are walking on!"
Crow said: "But that's the way out. It's the entrance and exit of Kong Lu's Tomb!"
Lin Bai smiled confidently and walked up: "Really, let's go and see."
A faint light appeared in the crow's eyes, and he didn't say much, looking at the road with keen interest.
This road is the way Lin Bai and Crow entered Kong Lu's tomb!
Walking off the floating platform and onto the stairs, Lin Bai walked into the darkness, stepped on the black stairs step by step, and walked in the darkness.
When Lin Bai reached the thirtieth step, he immediately stopped and whispered: "When we walked in just now, I secretly calculated that there are thirty steps in total from the entrance to the floating platform."
"And now, when we walk from the floating platform, it's still thirty steps to get here!"
"In other words, we are now standing at the entrance of Kong Lu's tomb!"
"But you also saw that beyond these thirty steps, there are other steps!"
Lin Bai looked forward. Thirty steps away, there was an ancient road extending to the edge of darkness.
Crow's eyes were suddenly surprised: "You are right! The way you came is the only way to survive!"
"This boy Kong Lu is so thoughtful!"
Now Crow completely believes Lin Bai's speculation, and the "thorny road, narrow escape" on the floating platform is completely a cover left by Kong Lu.
The real way to survive is the way you came from!
Lin Bai shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's not that he is too narrow-minded. In fact, he told us early on that 'the road of thorns leads to a life of nine deaths.' The implication is that there are nine roads of death and one road of life, and that floating platform is just right.
There are ten ways!”
"It's just that no one can imagine that the way we came is the way to survive."
"On the contrary, I don't think he is too thoughtful. Instead, I think he is a very interesting person!"
"If he were still alive, maybe I would buy him a drink and make him a friend."
Lin Bai smiled, raised his feet, and walked into the darkness.
The stairs spread in the void, slow and boundless. Lin Bai walked all the way without encountering any danger, nor did he reach the end.
On the other side, when the white-bearded old man was holding a ball in his hand and walked halfway along the ancient path, the ball was already broken, so he asked Uncle Yuan and Ning Rou to clear the way for him.
Although Uncle Yuan and Ning Rou were angry in their hearts, they were no match for the old man with white beard. If they resisted, they would be killed by the old man with white beard. In desperation, they could only take the lead.
After passing several magic circles, Uncle Yuan and Ning Rou were already covered in scars.
Ning Rou, whose face was covered with scars and bloodstains, was pale and looked weak. He recalled what Lin Bai said to him, "If you want skin from a tiger, you should have the ability to fight with it." He felt regretful in his heart.