If I had discovered such a place fifteen years ago, I would have lived ten years less, but I found out too late.

Because by that time, I had already figured everything out, I had found the door hidden in my heart, or rather, my heart had become a dead tree, and I was completely exhausted.

I really didn't want to go out and cause all the troubles in the rivers and lakes again, so I never tried to see if it was an exit......

Speaking of this, he was slightly stunned, and then, with a slight sigh, continued: "However, even if I tell you about this place now, it may be in vain,

Because if you look at it from the touch, the back of the stone wall is hollow, but the stone seems to be very thick.

If you don't have the power of a thousand people, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break it, which means that with the strength of our human beings, we are simply powerless, unless......

Speaking of this, his face suddenly showed an indescribable look, and he said gloomily: Unless it is with my Thunderbolt Golden Wind Flame Palm.

As you may have heard of for a long time, it is used to die with the enemy in a critical moment, this kind of kung fu can condense one's life's work in an instant, make an instant explosion, and then, you can blast the enemy to pieces with the greatest power.

At the same time, his body will also be blown to pieces, and he will not even leave a trace.

However, now that I have nothing to worry about, I have said everything I should say, and I have explained everything that I should have explained to you, then it is time for me to be liberated.

So, second brother, when I open the stone wall, what is hidden behind it is the exit out of this Jizo or the gate to the country of death, it only depends on the will of God.

Bai Qingyi seemed to want to say something more, but he couldn't say anything, and his mouth seemed to have been stuck by something.

At the same time, he was also struggling as hard as he could, as if he wanted to stop Bai Qinghou's risky behavior, but his whole body couldn't exert any strength at all.

He only felt that a powerful air flow was slowly entering his body from the Baihui Acupoint through Bai Qinghou's palms, swimming endlessly.

And his tendons and veins, which had been broken and blocked, seemed to have suddenly been repaired and became incomparably smooth after being bathed in these true powers.

And the pain in his body that was originally piercing his heart is also beginning to slowly disappear and disappear......

His whole being was slowly starting to lighten, so light that it almost flew up, up the clouds, outward, and then, feeling so heavy, so heavy that it took him a lot of effort to open his eyes.

He only felt that at this moment, above his head, a big mountain was pressing down on him, crushing him almost out of breath, and he could be crushed at any time.

Then, his eyes began to blur as well, and the shadows of the lights were hazy and erratic.

He wanted to turn around and see his brother for the last time, but it was so difficult.

His neck seemed to be no longer his, and suddenly it became so stiff, so numb, that it didn't listen to him at all.

He only vaguely felt that his brother seemed to have withdrawn his palms from his Baihui acupoint, and then, standing up, walked in a certain direction in the cave, and seemed to be turning around and waving at him, as if saying goodbye to him.

At this time, he wanted to see his brother's face more clearly, but, no, everything was so blurry, everything seemed to be gradually receding,

Everything is slowly disappearing, disappearing, disappearing again......

In the end, there was only a white expanse in front of me, oh no, it was boundless darkness, everything was colorless, there was no sound, and there was no desire for life and death......

He just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Then, Bai Qingyi closed his eyes weakly.

In his mind, which seemed to be completely unconscious, there were countless images of shaky fantasies.

In that fantasy world, there seemed to be a boundless white, as white as snow, as white as clouds, as white as my brother's hair that had completely turned white.

Then, this blank white suddenly transformed into a wandering sea of clouds in the sky, into the swordsmanship and sword shadows in the rivers and lakes, and into a banner hunting in the howling cold wind.

Then, the swords came together, making a piercing sound.

There was still no sunlight around.

He seemed to be in the middle of the wilderness, lying on the grass outside, and as far as the eye could see, there was a barren grass in the distance, full of swamps and mire.

There were no faint clouds and soft sunlight in the sky, only countless swaying figures, as if a fierce and tragic duel was being fought over some kind of dirty deal.

The shadow of the sword flickered with a haze that made people panic, make people vomit, and make people terror.

The haze was slowly enveloping his body, enveloping it, like an invisible ribbon tightly around his neck, strangling his body, slowly shrinking, shrinking, almost tearing his body apart.

He was frightened, and immediately got up from the swamp and the mire, and ran and ran through the boundless wilderness, as if he had done something wrong as a child.

In the end, I don't know how long I ran, how long I ran, and suddenly, I came to the side of a strange rock, just like the huge stone he had seen beforehand that read "In the smoke and water".

Just when he was surprised, he saw that the rock suddenly cracked, and a long black arrow flew out of it, and with a "whoosh", it shot at him.

Bai Qingyi was startled, and his body instinctively jumped up, trying to dodge the sharp arrow, but, for some reason, his body had obviously dodged the sharp arrow, and watched it nail to the boulder opposite, but, in the end, there was a tingling sensation in his chest.

Then, I felt a large ball of blood gushing out.

The blood, gushing more and more fiercely, surging more and more urgently, is like a peony that is slowly blooming, a bloody peony.

In the end, only a loud "bang" was heard, and his body was like a balloon suddenly filled with gas, which had been charged to the limit, and then, suddenly, burst, turning into countless fragments.

Then, suddenly, he woke up.

It turned out that I had just had a dream.

Bai Qingyi slowly opened his eyes, and then, he felt that his body had regained consciousness, and the stinging sensation that pierced his heart seemed to have disappeared, and his whole body was full of strength again, and even his limbs could move freely.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, it seemed like a long time, and it looked like he had taken a nap.

The acupuncture points on his body that were originally sealed seem to have been unlocked by themselves.

He let out a long breath and lay there, staring motionlessly at the boundless darkness above him, as if he was still reminiscing about the dream he had just had.

Then, as if he had suddenly remembered something, he quickly touched the place where he had been stabbed by a sharp arrow in his dream, to see if there was really an arrow stuck there.

There wasn't a single arrow stuck in it, but it was wet.

What is that?

Is it the water dripping from those stone walls overhead?

As if not, he seemed to smell a pungent smell of blood.

It's blood.

The wet stuff he touched on his chest just now was actually blood.

But it wasn't his blood, but—