第一章春宫表演(12/22)

                                                                                                                                                              山洞中突然一阵清风拂过，金壁前多了一个清瘦中年道士，凝视着金壁，面无表情，一言不发。                                                                                                                                                                伊山近就躺在十几步之外，拼命地压制自己灵力，将所有灵力都收拢于丹田之中，并用谢希烟手册所书秘法努力收敛，阻止灵力外泄，吓得满叫都是冷汗。                                                                                                                                                                幸好刚才已经收起了灵力，不然被这道人发现，自己有多少条命也都完了。                                                                                                                                                                这道人身上充满强横威压，如巨山压顶般停在他的头上，显然实力比他高出无数倍。面对这样仙法强横的敌人，他只能算是一只小虫，根本没有反抗之力。                                                                                                                                                                幸好他曾经当过百年的死人，现在装死的本能已经深入骨髓，道人甚至没有觉察到他的存在，更不屑将注意力放在那些卑贱的凡人身上，只是凝视金壁，丝毫不动。                                                                                                                                                                许久之后，他终于抬起手，将枯瘦的手掌印在金壁上，凝神半晌，突然念动真言，沉声道：「破！」                                                                                                                                                                轰然一声巨响，金壁应手而破，碎成万点金光，消散而去。                                                                                                                                                                众人都吓得目瞪口呆，看着金壁后面，又有长长的通道，蜿蜓向下，不知有多长。                                                                                                                                                                那道人枯黄面孔也隐隐发白，高瘦身躯飘然后退，向赵飞凤做了个手势，迅速消失在上行通道之中。                                                                                                                                 

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