Chapter 37 Nine Palace Fingers

Luo Han looked at Li Dayong's four thick, short black and yellow fingers and nodded cautiously.

"Bang!" Li Dayong slapped himself on his thigh and raised a piece of dust: "Come on, immortal, there is a stone in my field with many lines carved in a mess. Maybe it has something to do with these yellow circles."

Other villagers also nodded and compounded: "Yes, that stone has probably been around since our ancestors. Dayong was so powerful that he dug it out of the ground when he was digging the field. The thing was dead and full of strange lines. It must be a little famous."

Whether that stone works or not, Luo Han is now going to live in the fairy hall for four years. He is idle and bored. Seeing that the bustle is exactly what he wants, he smiled and said, "Brother Dayong, let's go and have a look in your field."

From the center of the village to Dayong's field, it was only 500 meters away. In the blink of an eye, Dayong was afraid that more people would step on his seedlings, so he stopped everyone outside and took Luo Han through the ridge to the middle. He jumped into the field, opened the mud, revealing a two-meter square stone tablet.

"Nine Palace Fingers!"

The five big words at the top of the stone were revealed, and Luo Han was overjoyed. The name of the stone tablet seemed to guide the road. Maybe it was really the key to leave the South Fairy Hall.

"Immortal, look, there are four vertical lines drawn on it. Does it have something to do with your so-called four-year rotation?" Li Dayong didn't know the words, but he could recognize the vertical line drawn on the stone tablet, because he could see it every day. This tablet made his field less than others. He tried to move it several times without success, so it had a particularly profound impact. When Luo Han said four years of reincarnation, it naturally floated in his mind. The situation of this stone tablet has appeared.

Luo Han nodded and saw that there were no other words on the front of the stone tablet except for the five big words "Nine Palace Finger Monument". Instead, it was full of horizontal and vertical lines. Among them, the four thick lines at the top were particularly eye-catching. No wonder Li Dayong thought of the problem of a four-year reincarnation.

Luo Han put his hands around both sides of the stone tablet.

"Immortal, this stone is very heavy. You don't want to lift it up, do you?"

The stone tablet was stuck in the mud and weighed an amazing weight of hundreds of catties. Li Dayong once wanted to move it out of the field, but failed several times.

Luo Han smiled and pulled the stone tablet out of the mud with a cry of his arms. Although he dissipated the vitality and spiritual power of his whole body, his physical quality was there. The physical quality of the 10th level of his body was dozens of times that of ordinary people, and his arms shook nearly a thousand pounds. This stone tablet was nothing to him.

"Wow, divine power!" The villagers were surprised to see Luo Han lift the stone tablet and walk out of the rice field step by step. Although they had seen many flying immortals, it was the first time they saw a strong man like Luo Han who raised a two-meter square stone tablet purely by physical strength.

In addition to exclamation, awe and reverence, Li Dayong's smile and excitement on his face could not be concealed. The pimples that had been blocked in his heart for many years were finally removed, and he was happy in his heart.

Luo Han ignored the worship of the villagers. He stood the stone tablet on the ground, wiped the mud from its surface with some thatch, and then began to look carefully. This time he found a line of small words on the back of the stone tablet.

"In the year of Hengpan 352, I accidentally fell into the puzzle of the Nine Palaces. Fortunately, I left a wordless stone tablet by my predecessors to guide the way of life. This stone tablet was named 'Nine Palace Finger Mystery Monument', leaving it for future generations, Zhong Liangjing."

Luo Han took a deep breath. It turned out that this stone tablet was left by the ancients. At first, there were only horizontal and vertical lines all over the stone tablet. Later, I don't know how many years ago, a monk fell into this southern fairy hall. He accidentally saw the stone tablet and got out of trouble by unlocking the secrets of the stone tablet. In addition to his happiness, the monk carved on the stone tablet. There are five big characters of "Nine Palace Finger Monument".

Although the horizontal and vertical lines on the stone tablet are complicated, they are obviously divided into several plates. From a vertical perspective, there are four columns, from the four thick lines on the front of the stone tablet to the small characters left by the monk Zhong Liangjing on the back of the stone tablet. From a horizontal point of view, it is divided into nine rows. Hundreds of large and small horizontal and vertical lines are derived from the intersection of each row and vertical column, and the whole stone tablet is divided into 36 plates and nearly 10,000 lines.

The material of the stone is good. After so many years, the traces on it are like new carvings, which shows that the material of the stone itself is very hard, but it also shows that the person who engraves on this stone tablet is very powerful.

Luo Han was not scared by the complicated lines of the stone tablet. He sat quietly on the ground and looked carefully at the stone tablet.

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In the southern part of the gorge border area, the valley outside the transmission port of the South Xiantang.

"Oh, why didn't one come out?"

Song Xingfeng watched the transmission aura at the entrance of the South Fairy Hall gradually disappear, and his face was full of consternation.

Ghost water looked at the blank front like Song Xingfeng in a daze and sighed, "Is everyone dead in it?" The five-e elements of monsters prepared by our black hall should not be able to deal with the foundation monk. Was it really killed by the madman in Kongye?

Song Xingfeng didn't say anything and shook his head silently. After all, he called himself a decent person. Of course, he would not talk about the conspiracy of the three-phase barrier array, but he secretly wondered in his heart. It is reasonable that the white monks who hide behind the three-phase barrier array should have the ability to leave the fairy hall. How can none of them come out?

Suddenly, Song Xingfeng's face changed greatly. He thought of Lin Aixin, the nun with a middle courtyard*. After her father's death, she thought she had lost her power, but who knew that the mysterious three treasure craftsman (the founder of Baiguan) suddenly wrote to tell Song Xingfeng that he would cultivate this woman with all his strength. As a result, Song Xingfeng provided her with countless precious treasures. The panacea made her climb to the middle of foundation-building cultivation within a few years. This time, she was not allowed to come, but Lin Aixin did not listen. As a result, she was trapped in the fairy hall. Thinking that the three treasure craftsmen might have punished herself for this matter, Song Xingfeng immediately felt that the hair of her whole body stood upside down.

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Over the fierce battlefield of Bottlewind City.

In the thick clouds, two monks secretly knocked down.

"Fuck, with this unfortunate job, I was about to break through to the ninth phase of Qi practice, but I had to come here to observe the nonsense of these ants. Once the breakthrough opportunity is missed, it may take half a year to find this state of mind."

A gray-haired old man in his fifties looked down and complained.

The old man's companion is also practicing qi eight, but he looks much younger and looks like he is in his early 30s. His chubby face and smiles and said, "Brother Zhao, don't complain. Be careful not to be known by Uncle Duan. You can have good fruit to eat."

Hearing the three words of Master Duan, the old man's face immediately became nervous. He looked around, and there were thousands of miles of clouds. Where were the shadows of other monks? He stared at his companions and said, "Fat Hai, don't talk nonsense. Uncle Duan and the others followed the empty uncle to Longnan Xiantang. How could they hear me speak?"

The fat monk smiled and said, "I didn't say that Uncle Duan was here, but it was his task to explore the mortal war. If we don't complete it well, I'm afraid we will be taught by him when we go back. Uncle Duan's temper..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about those unlucky things." The old monk interrupted the fat monk and looked at the ground. The fairy barracks on the ground were charging towards Bottlewind City. More than 100 weapons exploded at the head of Bottlewind City, and the walls of Bottlewind City caught fire everywhere, looking like they were about to collapse. .

"You see, with the fairy weapons given by our Spirit Beast Mountain, the bitches in the lower world are not the opponents of these mortals. OK, go back and report." The old man looked at the six barbarians as if they were going to break through the city wall and planned to go back.

The fat monk stopped the old man and said, "Well, brother, wait a little longer. Uncle Duan told me to take a look at the tribe of mortals. After all, it is the origin of spiritual stones. Wait here for a moment and I'll be back."

After saying that, the fat monk flew southwest.