Seeing that the child was actually playing rascals in front of himself, the white-haired young man was also a little helpless, he sighed gently and said, "The rules of the outer door have their own external door, handled by the elders who rule the outer door, since they have not found what you are doing, or they do not care, I will not treat the gravel more and more, you seven sins, I will remember you for a moment, do not punish you!"

Fang walked, and he was relieved for a long time, only to feel the cold behind his back, but he had just been shocked by a cold sweat.

The white-haired young man continued: "I called you here, I wanted to see your understanding, measure your physique, see if you are suitable to inherit my inheritance, but now I have another idea, maybe, you can see through the map..."

He said here, for a moment, as if he had made a decision.

“Come with me!”

He got up, palms on the chessboard, the chess-like statue suddenly turned into a stone statue, the pieces took root, no one can move it anymore, it seems that the chessboard is sealed, only he will continue to play chess when he comes back.

Then he brought a blue cloud, stood up with the square, and flew quickly to the top.

After coming to the peak, there was a stone forest, strange and cluttered, like a clump of stone swords, pointing to the sky...

On the edge of the stone forest, there is a cave, the plain and simple, the white-haired young man led the square line into the cave, on a stone frame, he solved the above eighteen seals, took out a pair of scrolls below, sighed, handed over to the hand of the square line, said: "Your mind is strange, not suitable for my inheritance, but maybe it will be suitable for this scroll, I will give you three days, try whether you can penetrate this scroll, if you can't, three days later, I will wash your memory."

“The scroll?”

Fang Qian curiously opened the scroll, did not feel a sense of gloom, subconsciously shrank his head.

There are no people, no mountains, only blood.

A bloodstain, bright red and dazzling, seemed to splash on this scroll.

"When a person is beheaded, the blood of the neck is formed on the map, so this picture is called the beheading map!"

The white-haired young man said softly, his eyes seemed to have some complicated light, patted his shoulder, and sighed and left.

“The 10th...”

The white-haired young man came to the outside of the cave, looked up at the starry sky, in the place that people could not see, the starry sky that ordinary monks could not touch, suspended in the air, as if they had settled the dwarfs of this planet, which had existed for many years, and also caused many great changes in the practice world, but over the years, countless people have never understood their secrets.

This child is the tenth person who has found himself in the past three hundred years.

A thousand years ago, a projection of a light in the nine occults in the south of the mainland, the world's monks do not go to explore, suddenly found that there are countless gods and magic tools, and even the legendary Chendan, a moment south to look at the continent for the madness, countless hidden family monsters have poured out, desperately competed, for this reason to kill the ring.

Qing Yunzong is just a small gate, in this fight, there is no ability to participate in the competition.

But Bai Qianqian can, at that time, he was not called Bai Chiao, his name, is to see the inheritance of a scroll after the change, but also because at that time, he just suffered a big change, young hair, he took such a pseudonym, and is also there, he made a great decision, with a pair of scrolls betrayed the family.

That reel is this "decoration map"!

Bai Qianjun knew that this picture was of great importance, hidden, but for 700 years, but always understand, but he did not help, in these three hundred years, he chose to worship the gate of the ancestors of the disciples, to understand this map, hope to find out, but in the past three hundred years, to find nine people to understand, but finally seven people failed, he washed away the memory, sent back to the inner door.

The other two, but in the process of understanding this picture, the fire into the devil, was burned into a pile of ashes.

This time, the choice of line is also a little different.

Looking for so many amazingly brilliant disciples, all found nothing, this a different kind of boy, may find out.

In the cave at this time, the gods looked at this scroll and sat down on a stone table.

It is a bloodstain, splashed on the map, very simple.

But if you look closely, you will vaguely feel a sense of the thrill of the picture, the bloodstains, I don't know how many years have passed, but it is still bright and red, as if there is still a vitality, and in this vitality, you can feel it, it is a person's endless anger, endless unwillingness, as if in the painting, there is an unjust soul, to destroy the sky.

When he looked at the painting with his eyes, it seemed that there would be an illusion in front of him, and the hero of the end of the road was on the altar, and the injustice of the sky was angry, but a sword light struck, the head flew, and the blood was splattered...

No wonder, white-haired young people call it "deceit map", which is indeed a beheading chart!

Because everyone who sees this picture will be infected by the indomitableness of the picture and see the illusion of the scene.

But what does the white-haired man want to know?

Fanghang sat in silence in front of the figure, looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but use the yin and yang gods.

The yin and yang gods can identify almost everything he sees with spiritual strength.

He wanted to see what was in this picture first, and then he wanted to see what he wanted to know.

Confined in the picture, the spirit of the force is consumed, and then a message slowly appeared in the mind.

“Blood of the Fairy, the Sword of God...”

Through the yin and yang gods, they have identified what is in this picture.

One is the blood of the gods, the other is the sword.

The person who sputtered with blood on the map is a fairy?

If it is a fairy, who is so great that he can be beheaded?

Other than that, this godly sword... does it refer to the sword of the heavenly order?

Not long ago, the Fang line just learned that the magic of the world, from top to bottom, is the seven weights of the trick, the magic, the magic, the magic, the law, the basic practice, etc., and this sword intention, is the magic of heaven?

The second weight in the seven skills, how strong should this sword person be?

It is no wonder that the fairy will be beheaded, because even the fairy trick is also ranked under the magic of heaven!

“If there are only two things on the painting, then I can only feel one of these two things...”

Thinking like this is a lot easier, because there are signs to follow.

Even if it is Bai Qian, only know that there is a mystery in this picture, and do not know what the specific mystery is, let alone other disciples who come to understand, they can only think about this picture, let go of all the hearts, through the anger contained in the blood scar in the painting, to capture the trace of the scaly half-claw, because they do not know what they want to feel, so it is to try their luck.

He knows what he needs to feel, so he can target it!

Just like everyone is looking for something on the deserted beach, some people do not know what they are looking for, only know that there must be something they want to find on this beach, but the line is equivalent to what they want to find in the beginning.

In this way, he naturally takes advantage of it.

Hang this scroll on the stone wall, take a deep breath, and begin to calm down and feel the machine.

“Anger...hate... unyielding...”

The whole god looked at a smear of blood in the figure, and the line gradually felt all kinds of strong and complicated emotions.

This fairy blood is the last splintered blood of a reluctant person.

After his death, he lost his vitality, and the blood that came out again became dead blood, and there could never be any feelings.

Therefore, in this blood, there are many complex emotions, but also contains the last vitality of a fairy.

The mind wanders, feeling the emotions contained in this blood sprint...

Anger, resentment, unyielding, arrogant, hatred... almost all emotions, but there is no fear!

“What do you feel?A person is about to be cut off his head, what will he think?”

Fanghang stared at the beheading chart and slowly returned to his eight-year-old, and that time, he almost was beheaded.

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