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———————— After Taibai Rock, along the Yangtze River, climb a few hills, cross a few small rivers, and arrive at the White Emperor City.
In fact, the terrain here has tended to be gentle, the altitude is less than two hundred meters, and the top of Taibaiyan Mountain is only three or four hundred meters, just from the downstream of the White Emperor City, the place where Kuimen is the world's strongest, Qutang Gorge, Wu Gorge, Xiling Gorge and the twelve peaks of Wushan begin to emerge Cui Wei, the altitude is up and down the thousand meters, and the drop from the peak to the center of the river is dizzying.
In fact, there are a lot of scenery in this section, Zhang Fei Temple at the foot of Feifeng Mountain, the stone pillar view on the top of Panlong Mountain, and an ancient tree towering Xingdou Mountain, all of which are enough to see, but because they are all in the south of the Yangtze River, they need to detour, so the two have to give up.
The mountain is not high, it is inconvenient to hide, the strange stool here is also sparse, there is no danger along the way, two days and three nights later, two people came to the southwest of the White Emperor City, the Yangtze River beach on the edge of Fengjie City, this place, but there is a scenery that has to go forward to see, that is, Zhuge Wuhou has been passed down through the ages - eight array maps.
According to legend, there are four eight formations set up by Wuhou: one in Mianxian County, Shaanxi, one in Xindu, Sichuan, one in the east river of Fengjie City, and one near the grass hall in the northeast of Baidi City, also known as the eight formations of the grass hall.
Among these, the most famous is the eight formations of water in front of you.
Just in the southeast of Fengjie City, from the direction of Wolong Mountain, towards the center of the Yangtze River, stretch out a long and narrow moraine dam that is more than 200 zhang wide and 500 zhang long, and there is a tributary through the dam, which forms a natural barrier to block the westward army, which is the place where Zhuge Liang is said to have put down the water eight formations in those years.
There are stone piles on the dam, it is said that there are sixty-four in total, and it is only said that because for thousands of years, the stone piles have not moved regardless of the water and underwater, what the surrounding weather is, and there is always a fog steaming on it, it seems that the murderous aura of swallowing 100,000 soldiers has not disappeared so far, so that people can not explore it at all, otherwise, Du Fu will not have the words "the river and the stone do not turn" left.
The players who went in haven't been able to come out yet, well, unless they die, there are all kinds of strange ways to die, some are drowned in water, some are burned by fire, some are blown to death by wind, some are killed by thunder, some are crushed to death by stones, some are bitten by insects, some are killed by listening to music, some are shocked to death by earthquakes, some are lost and starved to death, and some are said to be killed alive by the souls of the army......
In short, only you can't think of it, and there is nothing that this Eight Array Diagram can't do.
Standing in front of the Eight Formations, the fog lingered, and the stone pile representing the formation was a few steps ahead, but Dugu Hong began to hesitate, should he go in?
Qimen Dunjia is by no means a universal skill, although the number of people in the rivers and lakes can not be said to be a handful, it is also very few, because there is no fixed task or process to guarantee learning, even if it is learned, it is a problem to upgrade it, the people in the sect are better, and they can slowly accumulate some experience by practicing the sword formation, and those who have no door and no faction can only take risks in this kind of real formation to gain experience.
With skills, once you enter the formation, it is like entering an endgame, relying on the benefit of "Zhou Ji Sutra", Dugu Hong is now Qimen Dunjia has three levels, as if he is a chess player, he can see the opponent's next three moves, but if he wants to win chess, it is not enough, follow a chess, this kind of strength may not work, not to mention the eight formations, the world's top famous formation.
According to Duguhong's current strength, the ruins of Taihu Lake 6 Jiazhuang are suitable for him.
Huang Rong has a leisurely attitude, it has nothing to do with those who can't enter, and it doesn't matter if they don't die, and her brain just lets Duguhong get hurt, she just looks left and right there, pointing to the river for a while, stirring the fog for a while, she is extremely bored, her eyes glanced at the beach in the distance, her face changed suddenly, and she immediately pulled up Duguhong, and turned to the other side of the eight array diagram along the thick fog on the edge of the formation.
"What's wrong?"
Duguhong was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at the riverside, he immediately understood.
On the edge of the river, at this moment, a large group of cavalry came to Hulala, there were always a hundred or so horses, and I don't know if it was the sound insulation of the stone henge or what, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I am afraid that until this moment, the two of them still didn't know it.
This team of cavalry turned out to be acquaintances, not to mention one, tall and burly, with a giant sword at his waist, and a fat and strong horse under his crotch, it was the knight who was robbed of the horse by Duguhong and Huang Rong by the Huanhua River, and the horse still seemed to be the horse.
"How would they know we're here?"
I thought I had gotten rid of the chasing soldiers, but I didn't expect the old opponent to appear here, Huang Rong was surprised, and almost exclaimed.
"Shh~~~" Duguhong hurriedly covered Huang Rong's mouth, "It doesn't seem to be coming at us, you take a closer look." ” Huang Rong settled down to take a look, and finally felt that something was wrong, although this team of cavalry was menacing, although it was fast, but there was no sharp blade in his hand, a few of them had a few bamboo poles more than two zhang long in their hands, and there was a rope circle on the head of the pole, and a few ropes in their hands were spinning and flying, looking at the shape, it was also a rope circle with a slipknot, and more people were lined up in a horizontal formation, and there were fishing nets hanging between people and horses, like a net wall that could be moved.
Huang Rong didn't know what this net array was, but she was familiar with the pole and the rope, which was called a lasso, and the herdsmen on the Mongolian steppe used them to tie the horse's neck to catch wild horses or other wild beasts.
At this time, she suddenly realized that the target of this group of people was the red horse that ran in front of the group of people, but no one was riding.
It was really a horse, even people who didn't understand horses could see at a glance, the horse was eight feet tall, more than a foot long, with wide shoulders and long neck, a body of strong muscles and flesh, with the rhythm of the running stretch and stretch, the horse's mane flying, the horse's tail churning, the perfect combination of strength and degree was vividly displayed.
The most attractive thing is its fur, shiny and shiny, the reflected sunlight can make people's eyes dazzled, from a distance you will think that this is a white horse, when it runs close you will appear, this is a red horse, from beginning to end without a trace of variegation, as red as fire.
Seeing the horses galloping past in front of him, and the chasing soldiers rushed away, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh: "What a good horse!"
I don't know if it's a red rabbit or sweat and blood?
It's a pity that I don't have enough equestrian skills to see ......."
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