"Draw the sword! The martial arts...!"
In the screams of wailing, Lao Gong screamed again!
The ancient ghost face of the high heaven Tao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he was going to drain old Gong's posture. At this moment, he tightly squeezed old Gong's head.
Bang!
Lao Gong's head scattered!
The last sword character echoed endlessly in the tomb chamber.
The sword of martial arts release!
The sword from the mouth of Gao Tian Dao's body.
My heart is about to jump out of my throat!
It happened in a flash.
The two tyrannical and smiling high heaven Tao ghosts were still a bit far from me!
I turned around, reached into the coffin, and suddenly pulled out the sword from Gao Tian Dao's mouth!
The handle of the sword was slightly tilted downward, as if the sword was inserted into the throat, rather than through the head.
It has strong suction, and I didn't directly pull it out.
The half-foot-long copper sword flew out of my hand. I tightened my grip on the handle and pulled it outward with even more force!
It felt like the sword blade scraping through flesh, slightly numb.
The sword was completely pulled out by me.
About one foot long, the sword was covered with deep purple bloodstains. As soon as it touched the air, it began to evaporate and dissipate! A hot and scorching feeling appeared at the hilt.
It's not just the sword... I have a feeling that something is gushing out from Gao Tian Dao's mouth.
It's just that the thing is intangible and nondense, invisible to the naked eye, but can be faintly felt.
The two ghosts appeared before me but vanished instantly.
The high heaven Tao ghost blocking the way in front of me also vanished...
The weight from the sword's body was transferred to my hand, and not only that, but my palm hurt even more, and I couldn't even hold the sword properly.
Click! The sword fell to the ground, slanting and embedding itself into the earth.
A more bizarre scene occurred: countless insects crawled out of the coffin, some white, some green, and some blood-colored, constantly wriggling, extremely disgusting, and triggering severe arachnophobia.
I stumbled backward two steps, and my head felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Three-corpse bugs!" Lao Gong's shrill voice resounded.
He didn't know when, but his head had already re-coalesced, albeit much more ephemeral than before.
Even his head was constantly steaming with white mist, as if it were about to disappear once more...
I took off my legs to walk towards Lao Gong!
I didn't know why the three ghosts disappeared, but I had to take this opportunity to quickly leave!
Otherwise, if they reappeared, I would truly die here!
"Don't leave empty-handed! Don't leave empty-handed! Grandpa, hurry up!"
Lao Gong leaped onto my shoulder, and his eyes looked extremely urgent.
My face changed color, and my heart rate accelerated abruptly.
The sword pulled from Gao Tian Dao's mouth was just a step away from my foot.
At the other end, near the entrance of the tomb chamber, there was a copper pestle!
Bowing my head, I suddenly pulled out the sword.
The heavy feeling, however, made me feel like my hand was about to dislocate, and I still couldn't pull it out.
Clearly... I was able to pull it out from Gao Tian Dao's mouth earlier.
It was heavier than before, but how can it be so heavy now?!
"I can't... My life isn't enough... Change, change!" Lao Gong anxiously urged.
I didn't have time to ask anything else, so I quickly walked towards the copper pestle.
It was even more bizarre...
The copper pestle was as heavy as a hundred catties of unrefined iron.
I took a deep breath and tried to lift the copper pestle with all my might!
Under normal circumstances, this weight wouldn't be an issue, but at this moment, I had expended too much energy and had injured my hands.
Holding the copper pestle with one hand, I walked quickly in the direction of leaving.
During this time, I didn't forget the half-foot copper sword, nor the shattered four rules mirror, which had broken into two halves.
The three-corpse bugs that came out didn't manage to encase the copper sword pulled out of Gao Tian Dao's mouth. The sword itself carried an extremely strong and dense positive aura.
Following Lao Gong's guidance, I squeezed into a narrow hole in the corner.
It was extremely narrow, barely allowing me to crawl through.
I crawled for quite a while before I heard a rustling sound ahead.
Under the light of the flashlight, I could see a figure ahead, which was indeed Huan Ying.
Huan Ying's body was curled up, and she stared at me blankly. She immediately burst into tears.
If it weren't for the narrow tunnel being too small, Huan Ying would have thrown herself into my arms.
"Oh, oh... Don't cry, my little lady, don't cry..." Lao Gong's heart ached uncontrollably.
"I'm fine."
With a hoarse voice, I forced a smile on my face.
"I... I know..." Huan Ying replied tremblingly.
She pursed her lips, looking incredibly strong. Then she took another incantation, and I faintly saw another mouse-like creature emerging from her body.
The sound of digging was even louder.
Through the gap between Huan Ying and the tunnel, I could see that the path ahead was completely sealed off, and the dark mice were forcefully digging.
It was obvious that this place used to be accessible, but evidently, Yang Ghost Gold passed through here once and definitely moved something, causing it to be sealed off!
I looked back at the rear, and there were no three-corpse bugs chasing us... nor were there any ghosts.
My heart, which had been jumping chaotically, finally found a moment of calm...
"Hmph..."
At this moment, Lao Gong sighed deeply, looking particularly melancholic.
"Lao Gong... What's wrong?" Huan Ying, whose face had just calmed down, was once again uneasy.
"Good hands... Lost them..." Lao Gong's face was as bitter as a dried orange peel.
"I almost didn't make it either..." Lao Gong's tone was even more bitter.
"How do you know the method to break it?" I interrupted Lao Gong's sighing.
"Me...?" Lao Gong was dazed for two seconds before explaining the reason.
At first, there was a ghost that only I could see; even Yang Ghost Gold couldn't see it.
After that, I could see it after I touched the copper pestle.
That means that Gao Tian Dao was not just choosing randomly, not anyone could awaken him.
It must have been sufficient to meet the qualifications, which is the only way to have the right!
After that, they could see Gao Tian Dao's spirit because I used the Four Rules Mirror to lower his level.
"Lower, level?" I changed color slightly.
Lao Gong seemed to swallow a mouthful of saliva, and his face was full of fear.
"Real martial arts disintegration... It's very painful..." Lao Gong abruptly changed the topic again.
I didn't interrupt Lao Gong, and even Huan Ying was quiet, listening carefully to Lao Gong's story.
That's when I learned about the intricacies of it all.
Zhi Si, is one of the ways death occurs, it is a kind of death that knows death and waits for death.
Bing Jie is completely different, equivalent to voluntarily giving up the remaining life, or piercing through the heart, or piercing through the top of the head, or swallowing a sword.
Piercing through the top of the head is the fastest, piercing through the heart comes second, and swallowing a sword is the most painful, testing one's willpower most.
Of course, martial arts disintegration is not limited to these three forms.
When swallowing a sword, one's willpower is greatly enhanced, and the physical body is shed.
The soul is transformed into a yinshen, capable of ascending to heaven and leaving!
Mr. Chanhua, which means yuhua, is dying peacefully and ascending to heaven through the wind and water.
Real martial arts disintegration is a moment of transcendence over all things.
After a pause, Lao Gong said, "I don't know why... After Gao Tian Dao disintegrated, why didn't he leave?"
"He's not a person anymore, nor is he a ghost."
Saying this, Lao Gong raised his head, as if looking at the ceiling of the tunnel.
In fact, I know he's looking at the sky.
