Entering the Golden Pill Realm means that the life of a monk is nearly two hundred years old. Most of the time the River Map is used with a wave of his hand. This courage alone is enough to move Chang Xi.

In the distance, Lin Tao's dim Vajra was defeated by the extremely angry Aunt Zi's men. It was not easy for him to last for so long by himself. Unfortunately, he only turned his head and saw that Hetu's black hair turned white and frost, and his energetic blue shirt was broken by a tree of crabapples. He was shocked and angry, and he didn't know that his hard work turned into a bubble, and he fled far away from Cheng's mansion in panic.

Once you have the idea of ​​defeat and escape in the fight between life and death, it is really not far from death.

Chang Xi turned his head and asked, "Are you sure?"

The golden eagle, which was so handsome, stood on Chang Xi's shoulder and was half a head higher than its head. It bent its head and rubbed it affectionately on the owner's cheek. It whistled gently, and then spread its wings and turned into a golden light that was unreachable to the naked eye to chase Lin Tao.

A golden light shone in the distance, and a tragic sound of tearing and wailing came.

The man in the blue shirt seemed tired, and his figure fell down with the pebbles of the crabapple.

"River map!"

Aunt Zi was faded and rushed behind Hetu to support her tightly. Aunt Zi didn't care about the smelly blood on his chest to help him clean the blood in the corner of his mouth. She trembled with her palms and took out many magic medicines to take. The man she once loved deeply in her arms was now full of snow, and tears kept spinning in her eyes.

"Zi'er, I'm sorry for you all these years." He Tu touched Aunt Zi's ear with her black hair. Every weak sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Aunt Zi's heart trembled, and she couldn't help it anymore. Tears dripped on his chest like pearls with broken threads.

Cheng Yao stumbled and ran over. Seeing Hetu's old and declining appearance, her eyes blurred and covered her mouth and was about to cry.

The hot Hetu, which was constantly warming the whole body in Cheng Yao's belly, saw it in his eyes. He pulled open the corners of his mouth and smiled, and held Aunt Zi's Rouyi in the palm of his hand as if he was treasured. Aunt Zi's palm trembled like an electric shock but did not refuse, allowing Hetu to hold it. Hetu was at peace in his heart and looked up at Chang Xi, "Does Mr. Chang have many doubts?"

Chang Xi bent down respectfully, not only him, but also Aunt Zi and Cheng Yao were completely unaware of the hidden truth.

The river map slowly reveals the secret of heaven.

The mystery of the qi technique of observing each other is not known to outsiders. The blessings and misfortunes and life and death of all living beings cannot escape the Hetuan Dharma eyes. But one day before the New Year, he was shocked to find that Yao'er and her aunt's faces were actually full of life and death!

He Tu shook his head and said, "I used the hexagram to deduce the source of life and death in the face of the two of them. As expected, the source pointed to He Shutang and Lin Tao. I wanted to remove these two people secretly, but before I started, I felt uneasy. After another hexagram, I found that not only Yao'er could not escape death, but the disaster had just passed and the disaster had begun again, and even the Cheng family was about to decline."

He Tu said bitterly: "He planned a lot for the Cheng family back then, and he ignored the backlash of the heavenly way. This kind of hidden dangers caused that although there are magical powers and magic, the mystery is not as mysterious as before. No matter how I deduce it, I can't find a way to have the best of both worlds. At the beginning, thanks to the ancestor's reputation, I have long regarded myself as the Cheng family, and I will never allow this kind of thing to happen!"

Aunt Zi and Cheng Yao both trembled, and Aunt Zi burst into tears. It turned out that Hetu had already discovered clues and had been trying to secretly protect them and the entire Cheng family. They even regarded him as a traitor. How could they not feel guilty?

He Tu covered Aunt Zi's palm on her chest and whispered: "And in the last hexagram of death without life, I vaguely saw a young man in a black robe holding a sharp sword beside Yao'er, who turned the death in a golden light and saved Yao'er's life."

"This is the only successful one among the thousands of hexagrams I have calculated."

The strange phenomenon of the heaven and earth with the luck of dragons and phoenixes is still vivid in my mind. The man in blue grinned, "That young man in black robe, that is, Mr. Chang, is the one who responds to the disaster."

Aunt Zi pounced on Hetu’s arms and asked with red eyes: “Then why didn’t you tell me? You had to take responsibility for it yourself? Why did you still look like you were keeping others thousands of miles away?”

Fearing that the beloved woman was angry, the man in blue held Rouyi tighter and said apologetically: "The secret of heaven should not be revealed. If I don't keep my mouth open, the people around me will be backfired by the way of heaven. So I chose to stay away from you and join He Shutang and others in the first place. Only in this way can the hexagrams I see be clearer."

Aunt Zi, who had already cried to tears, said nothing and only hugged the man in her arms tighter.

Hetu stood up with Aunt Zi leaning on her back. Chang Xi and Cheng Yao hurriedly walked up to support one side. The sound of eagle cries came from his ears. A big head hit the yard. The wound on the head was terrible. It was vaguely visible that Lin Tao had no choice but to die with his eyes.

Hetu seemed to have expected this scene and said in a deep voice: "He Shutang and Lin Tao are now killed, but the difficulty is still Yao'er's Yin and Cold constitution. Although it can be suppressed by your essence and blood, when the essence and blood effect fades, the counterattack of this Yin and Cold constitution will be enough to make Yao'er die instantly."

Chang Xi knew that the Hetu would not be aimless and asked, "What should I do?"

The Hetu points to the distance behind him: "The last hexagram points to the north, and from then on, it is the Burying River. He thought that the solution to Yao'er's cold body was there."

Hetu looked carefully at Chang Xi inside and out, and laughed in a silence: "I thought a ray of fortune in Jiuzhou could improve your ability to the Golden Pill Realm no matter what, but I never thought that your fortune was too deep, and there seemed to be something in your body to absorb most of the luck, which led to you only having half a step into the Golden Pill Realm..."

I wanted to continue talking, but Hetu suddenly felt cold in his heart. He felt that Chang Xi, who was supporting him next to him, had amazing malice. The malice aura was of the same origin as Chang Xi's lineage and seemed to be very different, giving people an extremely absurd illusion. When Chang Xi was infused with the infusion of luck, he had vaguely felt it, but the feeling at this time was much stronger than before.

Hetu has been in contact with too many bizarre and will not be stupid enough to touch this bad head. He immediately kept his mouth silent. As expected, the amazing malicious intention quietly dissipated, as if it had never happened.

Aunt Zi felt that the whole body of Hetu had tightened, thinking that it was the sequelae of Hetu's squandering most of his life, which caused his body to become weak and cold, so she quickly stuck her body to Hetu a little tighter. The Hetu quietly swept over Chang Xi and found that there was nothing unusual, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Chang Xi himself was completely unaware of what had just happened. He thought that Cheng Yao wanted to pick the red flame grass despite the danger. He had a vague guess in his heart and asked quickly: "Is it the last ingredient to refine the Frost Pill in the Burying River?"

Hetu smiled, "That's exactly what it is."

Chang Xi couldn't help but wonder, "Then why has the Cheng family been slow to pick it?"

Aunt Zi was worried that Hetu's health was poor and refused to let him talk more, so she replied: "The last herb is called agave. Agave raw is an indispensable herb for refining the frost pill. However, if this herb is not refined within three days, it will rot into juice. Therefore, we cannot pick agave first, but we must wait until other herbs are in place."

The Hetu added: "And the Burying Bone River is full of poisonous miasma and is blocked by mountains all year round. Ordinary people die when they touch it. Even if they have great magical powers to see the poisonous miasma as if nothing is present, they still have to be tired of dealing with the extremely toxic and numerous monsters in the Burying Bone River. The risk of forced entry into Sichuan is too high. Fortunately, I calculated that the poisonous miasma of Burying Bone River will dissipate in a few days, which is also good news."

Aunt Zi looked at Hetu and Yao'er and said, "Tomorrow, I will send elite troops from the mansion to Burying Guchuan to pick agaves."

Unexpectedly, before Aunt Zi finished speaking, Hetu made a sound and stopped him and said, "No."

Aunt Zi couldn't help but say anxiously: "Why?"

Hetu shook his head, "The hexagram is shown. Except for Mr. Chang, all the people who entered the Burying River of the Cheng family will definitely die, and we are no exception."

Both Aunt Zi and Cheng Yao turned pale. How could the Burying Bone River, whose poisonous miasma dissipated, be so dangerous?

Chang Xi clenched his fists and asked, "I dare to ask, sir, if I entered the Burying River, what is the chance of getting the agave alive?"

Hetu stopped and turned to look at the young man whom he had high hopes for.
Chapter completed!