It was not very pleasant to stay in Stonehenge for a long time, especially those who were timid, Yin Lengshuang, Hongxiu, and Jinzi, who had long believed in the nonsense before the guards died. After finding that the surroundings were suddenly so calm, they had already shouted to leave the ghost place. After watching Zhuge Wolong move the small flags curiously causing a large shaking around, the fear appeared on their faces showed that even if they died outside, they did not want to stay here for a moment.

Wu Yonglin originally wanted the wounded to deal with the wounds in the formation first, but the timid women made such a fuss, and the smell of blood spreading in the air made everyone feel uncomfortable. Wu Yonglin, who was cautious, took the lead in asking Zhang Hu and Luo Pingyang to go out of the formation to inquire. After finding that there were no signs of other pursuers, everyone retreated outside the Stonehenge.

Zhuge Wolong retreated from the Stonehenge for a long time. He seemed to be unsatisfied with fiddling with the small flags on Xuanwu's back. Looking at Wu Yonglin who was watching the terrain on the rocks on the edge, he had already leaned over: "Where did your book come from? This is a huge treasure, do you know? The broken array inside is arranged according to the arrangement of this book. If you give me this treasure book, do you really not regret it?"

Wu Yonglin was thinking about the failure of the iron shell gunpowder bullet. The original sword almost harmed the people around him who cared the most. Compared to the joy that others showed after escaping the disaster, his face was much more serious. If he faced the warlike Jurchens in the future, it would undoubtedly lead everyone to a path of no return. The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and a small mistake could be fatal, let alone this almost completely invalid iron shell bullet?

Wu Yonglin knew very well that the problem was gunpowder. When he used the wave-breaking knife to cut off the iron-shell bullets, he found that the remaining iron-shell bullets in his hand were damp without exception. On the one hand, it must be because of the humid climate in Western Shu. On the other hand, it may be that the sealing process of iron-shell bullets still has a big problem. The latter requires continuous technological progress to make up for it. But how did the Ming Dynasty people in hundreds of years do not do it to prevent gunpowder from moisture? Wu Yonglin, who was puzzled, had become a mess in his head. Perhaps through Liu Li and other experienced craftsmen, he could think of an effective solution. Before Zhuge Wolong approached, Wu Yonglin had already wrapped the iron-shell bullets in front of him and hid them in his arms. Regarding the core secrets of the iron-shell gunpowder bullets, he did not want Zhuge Wolong to know that more people would be more risky.

Wu Yonglin turned around and changed to Zhuge Wolong who was approaching him, "You should keep the things you give to you. Anyway, I have been meditating for more than half a year and have no gains at all. Since you like to study this thing, I will use flowers to offer Buddha to the fullest. I hope you can fully utilize these entries and channels inside, even if it will be the greatest reward to me."

"What was you taking it out into your arms and throwing it on the other person's face before you went up the mountain?"

"I'm really interested in knowing?"

"Of course."

"You can recite the previous part of "Qimen Dunjia" now, I will tell you."

"What's the difficulty? Listen to it, 'Yin and Yang are in a good way, and it is difficult to lose. The second is back to the Nine Palaces. If you can understand the principles of Yin and Yang, the heaven and earth will come to a palm. Emperor Huang of Xuanyuan fought against Chiyou, and Zhuolu has not stopped fighting for many years. I dreamed that the gods of heaven gave talismans and climbed to the altar to worship and practiced. The dragon carries the map out of Luoshui, and the colorful phoenix carries the book in the blue clouds. Because of the wind of fate, it was written, and the Dunjia Qimen started from then on. One thousand and eighty was the system, and Taigong deleted it to seventy-two. It was arrested in Zhang Zifang of the Han Dynasty, and the eighteen bureaus were the fine arts'"

After Zhuge Wolong read out "Qimen Dunjia" word by word, Wu Yonglin realized that Zhuge Wolong seemed to have the ability to remember everything. No wonder he said before that he had written so many things that were different in style. This guy seemed to be a talented guy, a guy who made Wu Yonglin and God couldn't help but be jealous. The jealousy of the talent he once joked about seemed to be true.

In order to increase the difficulty a little, Wu Yonglin smiled badly and said, "As the saying goes, the highest level of memorization is to be able to memorize it backwards. If you follow this, you can barely pass the test, as for it."

Before Wu Yonglin finished speaking, Zhuge Wolong blurted out again: "The three-yuan accumulation number has become six times, and the heaven and earth have not yet formed a single reason. Please read the subtle secrets in the song, and do not pass on them by wise men. If you want to divide the Bing and Xin day, you will use the other four pieces of Yu. The time of solar terms is determined, and the yin and yang must be proficient in the smooth and reverse direction. If someone comes out alone, he will lie down and see the light, and the Qimen's iconic meaning will reverse the method, and the matter will be crawled out of the door wall. The three to four palaces will enter the tomb, and the eight or nine strong will be in the west and east. The four pieces of the sky net are unstoppable, and there will be disasters when using things at this time."

Wu Yonglin was unwilling to accept that he found some awkward terms such as "Star Jiamen Ke Ying", "Nine Stars of Heavenly Pan", "Three Stranges of Eight Gates Good and Bad", "Nine Sons of the Nine Sons - Those who are fighting each other move forward in an array" to examine Zhuge Wolong. Zhuge Wolong's obscure words had already shocked Wu Yonglin. The key to his understanding of the strange book "Qimen Dunjia" seems to have surpassed the books. He always paired the yin and yang around him one by one to silence Wu Yonglin for a whole minute. Zhuge Wolong's accomplishments in metaphysics have made Wu Yonglin's entry-level man who is not even a bucket of water. No wonder he saw through the mystery of the Stonehenge at a glance, which made everyone escape a disaster.

"Have you read this book before?"

"Look at what you asked, it is obviously the biggest insult to my jealous talent like others. If you weren't willing to lend me a look today, I still don't know that there is this strange book in the world, but the shape of this book has lost its meaning to me. Now every word in the book is already in my mind."

"Master Zhuge, can you help this guy calculate how many wives he will have in the future?" Yin Lengshuang came over at some point, and Yue Ling'er also showed curiosity on her face, and kept paying attention to the amazing words Zhuge Wolong was about to say in an eavesdropping posture.

"From the appearance, Brother Wu's wealth and prosperity will be able to protect him for generations. As for the ladies, this is the secret of heaven that cannot be revealed." Zhuge Wolong looked at Wu Yonglin next to him and poured the wave-breaking sword in his hand into the rock next to him. He pulled the blade to the side, and the whole piece of big stone was cut off a corner. Zhuge Wolong, who was frightened by Wu Yonglin's momentum, immediately swallowed the half of the words he blurted out.
Chapter completed!