Chapter 789

In the dark space, there are only a few dim oil lamps left. The green light shines. There is no warmth in the imagination. Here, it is completely different from the ten floors below. It is like falling from heaven to hell, not at all. A style. What frightened Feng Qingge even more was that in this huge space, there were three stone beds, and on each stone bed, there was a coffin, and on the coffin, the ashes were placed upright. altar.

The golden thread of the five-pointed star is wrapped around the three stone beds, forming a formation that does not allow anyone to approach. On the opposite side of the three coffins is a stone platform with a wooden box on it. It is covered with dust and there is no protective formation around it. It looks extremely ordinary.

"Mu Cangyun, where is this place?" After finally pulling out his hands, Feng Qingge supported the ground and swallowed.

It's just that the person on her body didn't respond, Feng Qingge couldn't help but stretch out her hand and poke at Mu Cangyun, and turned her head impatiently, but her whole face flushed red. They were squeezed together just now, and it just felt that the atmosphere was not right, but now, Mu Cangyun's salty pig hands fell on her ass.

"I'm going, you old rascal, say something about eating tofu." He immediately turned over and pushed Mu Cangyun down, Feng Qingge quickly retreated to the back.

As for Mu Cangyun, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked at Feng Qingge with a little embarrassment. He pretended to stand up calmly, and said softly, "This is the forbidden area of ​​Jiahai. The contents inside are..."

"It's... the ashes of Gui Xing's relatives." After a pause, Mu Cangyun said slowly: "Back then, Gui Xing's parents, wife and children died tragically, and he delusionally wanted to resurrect them. After the master found out, he burned their bodies to the ground. But I didn't expect that the master actually put the ashes on the eleventh floor of the bookstore."

"Oh, it's useless to keep the ashes, and to protect them with a formation method, my father is really luxurious. Do you really think that Ghost Star can resurrect the dead and keep the ashes for him? Tsk tsk, live The dead are just the living dead, if you seek longevity in this way, it would be better to die early, there is no hope anyway." Helplessly spread out her hands, Feng Qingge, like a rabbit, jumped to the stone platform in front of her. , cleaned the dust on the wooden box, and then asked suspiciously: "Mu Cangyun, what is this thing, can I open it and see?"

"Well, you can take a look." The divine sense swept over the wooden box, the contents inside were not dangerous, and Mu Cangyun did not stop the little girl.

Gently opening the wooden box, Feng Qingge couldn't help but froze for a moment, looked at Mu Cangyun suspiciously, stretched out his hand and took out the thin book, the words "Nine Lights" were written on it, but this book is for Feng Qing Ge had a very familiar feeling, touching the paper, it was too familiar. Flipping through the book, the pages of white paper appeared in front of him, Feng Qingge uttered a foul language, slapped the book, and said angrily: "Damn, I know, the material of this thing is the same as the recipe. The front of the recipe There are two words missing, and there is one missing word behind you Jiu Yao."

"Let's take a look." Mu Cangyun frowned, took Jiu Yao and flipped it, but when the book was in his hands, it was no longer a page of blank paper. Countless villains appear in the book, holding swords and moving in different ways. This is clearly a secret book of martial arts. Where is the blank book?

It was only on the last page that the familiar big characters appeared, and Feng Qingge's face changed greatly.

"The soul of another world, step out of Qingge, and bring seven stars into the world." A low voice rang in Feng Qingge's ears, and she clenched her fists subconsciously. The last page of the recipe was, "He who holds seven stars will solve the world." , Master Lan Yu told her. And now, another book in this bookstore has exposed all her secrets.

Mu Cangyun naturally didn't understand the reason, his eyes fell on the word "Qingge", and he said with some surprise: "This book, even your name is written in it. Qingge, these seven stars are your Xuanji. Seven Star Knife?"

"I don't know, when did my cooking knife become so famous." With an embarrassed smile, Feng Qingge immediately changed the subject and said with a smile: "I have a cookbook, and I will leave this to Jiu Yao. You, anyway, it's just a wordless book in my hands."

"It doesn't matter, what is recorded here is the swordsmanship that the two of them practiced together." Closing the Nine Lights in his hand, Mu Cangyun said softly, "I just glanced at it, it is quite suitable for you who have no basic knowledge to learn, your moves are too great. Scattered, learned too much but not good enough, the martial arts, swords, guns and sticks are all recorded, and many moves can be used on other weapons with a little change. You can try it in less than a month. "

"...No, my martial arts, that's what the uncle taught me, I..." Speaking of the fire stick uncle, Feng Qingge really missed the uncle. It's a pity that he is now resting over Ruoshui, and she will not be able to see him for a while. That is a kind of spiritual dependence. From the beginning to the present, the fire stick uncle has been the person she relies most on. Without him, she would not dare to act as presumptuously as before.

Mu Cangyun just shook his head and smiled and said, "Yes, but girl, have you ever thought about it, not all martial arts are suitable for you. The combination of yin and yang is the best way to be firm and soft. What you have learned is too much. Too strong, suitable for men to practice."

"Fart, don't bluff me with Tai Chi, if you have the ability, you can compare yourself to me!" With wide eyes, Feng Qingge stepped back, stretched out his right hand and placed it in front of him.

With a soft smile, Mu Cangyun asked in confusion, "How to compare? Even if it is soft, you don't need to stretch out your hand, right?"

"Tai Chi push hands, anyway... you stretch out your hand and put it on my wrist." Feng Qingge said stubbornly, raising her eyebrows.

He could only play with Feng Qingge, Mu Cangyun helplessly stretched out his right hand, followed Feng Qingge's back and touched her wrist, even if he didn't exert force, he knew that Feng Qingge didn't have much strength. If he tried hard, the person in front of him wouldn't be able to fly out.

"I'm here, you or me first." Standing firm, Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows and asked. Seeing that Mu Cangyun didn't respond, her right hand on Mu Cangyun's wrist sank downwards. The way he pillowed his hand, he tested the strength on Mu Cangyun's wrist. In fact, this scene can be seen in many martial arts scenes. This is the easiest way to join hands, not to say that martial arts is empty, but before the competition, this is a handshake to say hello. The pillow hand knows the level of the opponent's force, so that he has a bottom line.

Some grandmasters also have self-knowledge, and they know the strength of the opponent, and they directly admit defeat and abandon the battle. However, in the eyes of foreigners, it has become a false pretence. From their point of view, it's all nonsense that they can measure the power by hand-in-hand.