Chapter 2 Chapter 2 He seems to still have a possessive feeling towards his wife. ...
The spring breeze is warm, and the rolling green hills are dotted with pink and white flowering trees.
The human villages adjacent to the world of cultivation have always been peaceful.
Except for this place today.
Despite the bright sunlight, this small village at the foot of Xuanqingzong Mountain was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, with shrill or terrified screams and cries emanating from time to time.
“Help! Help! Ah!!!”
A sturdy middle-aged man shouted in despair and swung a sickle at the air, as if confronting an invisible monster.
The big man bent his hand at an impossible angle and used force to chop the sickle towards himself.
The head split in two, trembling on the neck, white brain matter flowed out, and warm blood splattered all over the ground.
The ethereal, tender voice of a child echoed in the void.
"whee."
Similar horrific scenes appeared in several places in the village. Babies were being thrown and hit by invisible objects, women were suffocating with their heads buried in rice buckets, and elderly people were repeatedly pushed down, helped up, and pushed down again...
Splashes of blood were spilled everywhere, the bloody smell covered the fragrance of flowers, screams were heard one after another, and this place had become a purgatory.
But the sun shone on the land, the flowers were red and the willows were green, and apart from the faint sound of laughter, there was no sign of any ghosts or monsters.
Suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly, as if listening for a moment, and then said excitedly.
"She's here."
A powerful pressure came overwhelmingly, covering an area of ten miles.
The cold air dissipated completely in an instant like a shadow meeting light, and the warm sunlight fell on the heads of mortals again, even a little more scorching.
As Yao Ning walked slowly towards them, the heat level increased and the air twisted, outlining the shape of a short, tailed monster.
Yao Ning bent his five fingers slightly, and a monster exploded with a "pop".
The black blood corroded the ground, producing wisps of smoke.
She squatted down to check, a little surprised: "Low-level monster?"
Not even a demon cultivator.
But she soon saw the tragic state of the dead villagers, and anger rose in her heart. Explosions were heard one after another, and the monsters were crushed to death one by one by her expressionlessly.
There is spiritual energy in the world of cultivation, and plants and trees have become spirits, most of which are gentle and harmless monsters.
The demon world is filled with demonic energy, and the surviving plants and trees become demons, which are the lowest level of evil monsters.
Yao Ning's gaze passed through the spilled black blood and the twisted and screaming monsters, and fell on a bright white and red object not far away, and suddenly became sharp.
A broken and bloody baby body.
The bones were exposed, a bloody mass, and one eye socket was empty.
The remaining eye looked at Yao Ning in confusion, perhaps looking through Yao Ning at the world that had never treated him well.
Yao Ning walked over, stretched out his hand, and gently closed the baby's eyes.
The skin under his fingers felt chilling, and Yao Ning's eyebrows twitched.
The baby's closed eyes suddenly opened, the corners of his mouth curled up into an exaggerated grin, and he giggled in a childish voice.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The bloody white teeth bit through Yao Ning's palm with a snap, and a cold air so thick that it could drip water surged from all directions. The sun fell, and the last ray of light disappeared.
Half a minute later, Yao Ning knelt on the ground, pinned down and unable to move.
Goose bumps appeared on his body, which was the fear of death that every cultivator felt.
A drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead. When he tried to resist again but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, Yao Ning's limbs became limp and he was completely suppressed to the ground by the invisible pressure.
She struggled to touch the jade pendant on her waist, and the water curtain opened in the void, revealing Shen Qian's face at the Immortal Alliance Conference.
Yao Ning looked into those indifferent eyes and said with difficulty: "Husband, save me."
She gritted her teeth to make her voice sound calm.
In the water curtain, Shen Qianjian frowned and suddenly looked away following the sound.
Without even turning his head, he said, "Big Sister has just broken through. You hold on for a while."
Yao Ning said resolutely and angrily: "I won't..."
Before he could finish his words, the water curtain suddenly retracted and Chen Qian's face disappeared.
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A bolt of lightning struck the thing on the back of Chu Liang's sleeve. She suddenly felt her body lighten, turned over and jumped up, picked up the severed hand and stuffed it into her lapel, holding the sword in her left hand.
After a moment of blank silence, Chen Qian appeared in spotless white clothes, with lightning swirling and brewing around him. An overbearing pressure that was inconsistent with his handsome and cold face enveloped the Zhonglingtai of Genshan Mountain.
Chu Liangxiu's natal sword floated in the air as she wished. She raised her left hand slightly, and ice quickly formed within three feet, trapping the "enemy", and her natal sword broke through the air.
Chen Qian Lei Dian followed closely behind.
Suddenly the ice cracked and splashed, and countless small ice cubes shot out. Several blood spots instantly appeared on the two people's bodies, and they quickly spread and expanded.
Chen Qian felt that the thing wanted to escape, but he could not see or hear its location at all. He looked around, and suddenly a circle of walls with flowing golden inscriptions rose up around him.
The monk of Brahma Temple clasped his hands together, his robes fluttering, and closed his eyes to silently recite Buddhist scriptures. The prison built with golden inscriptions was unbreakable.
The thing couldn't escape, and its attacks became more and more fierce, and several people were soon seriously injured.
The monks from various sects on the Zhongling Platform strangled the monster in the blink of an eye, but they were also attacked by invisible enemies. Since they had no idea where the enemy was, they were either accidentally injured or attacked, and suffered heavy casualties in an instant.
As the situation became tense, a transparent wind mark appeared above Zhonglingtai.
The wind seal was transparent, covered with intricate patterns. It enlarged in the blink of an eye, covering the entire Zhonglingtai.
The injured soon found that their wounds healed rapidly.
Chu Liangxiu took the opportunity to activate his spiritual power, and heavy snow fell, the clouds hung low, and the enemy's figure was clearly visible.
Chen Qian controlled the lightning and thunder to follow closely, striking down accurately from the sky and killing the enemy with one blow.
After the danger was over, everyone was stunned for a long time.
The man who held up the wind seal looked pale. He leaned against the wall to catch his breath for a while, then went to treat the seriously injured cultivator.
The master chanted the Buddha's name: "Donor Shen is worthy of being the Purple Sky Taoist Lord. He has mastered the Thunder and Lightning Heart Method to perfection. I admire him."
Shen Qian's eyes were calm and peaceful.
"Master, you are overpraising me."
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The Origin Tracing Realm reflected Yao Ning's stunned face and suddenly closed.
The cold wind blew across her cheek, leaving a trail of blood. Yao Ning closed her eyes and felt the pressure behind her become even heavier.
This thing amplified the fear in her heart.
If the fear hidden in his heart was the size of a grain of rice, it would have expanded to the size of a small mountain in less than an incense stick of time.
Yao Ning's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Something was pulling at her stomach, twisting and pressing it hard, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
Chen Qian did not choose her.
Yao Ning knew that Chen Qian was obsessed with the Great Dao. Five years ago, he failed to break through and was depressed for a while. Now that the eldest sister is expected to advance to the God Transformation Realm, Chen Qian has to protect her.
Yao Ning found a suitable reason for Chen Qian in his heart.
"You're going too far." Yao Ning crawled in the dust, his tone flat and he looked very calm. "I really don't want to pay attention to you anymore."
"Hey, pretty girl."
A soft and almost charming voice sounded in his ears. Yao Ning turned his head and met a pair of cold vertical pupils close to him.
A green snake as thick as a bowl stood up and appeared beside her without her noticing.
The green snake spit out its bright red tongue, hissed and sniffed the air, its vertical pupils closed and then opened.
"Your heart tells me that you are so sad that you are about to break."
Yao Ning stared blankly into the green snake's pupils for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"
The green snake raised its tail and pointed at a young man who was standing like a puppet under the eaves of a corridor not far away. The young man was tall, with bulging muscles on his naked upper body, but he had a very gorgeous face.
The young man's clothes were intricate and exquisite, but he exuded a dead air, like a standing corpse.
"My surname is Snake, and my given name is Jiang, which means to descend." The green snake spoke in human language, "Young Master of the Southern Territory Snake Cave."
In the Southern Territory Snake Cave, everyone in the sect raises snakes. They have a keen sense of smell and can smell all kinds of scents, including but not limited to danger, emotions, realms, and even people's voices.
There was a rumor in Jiuzhou that in order to advance, they would transfer their souls into snake bodies.
The Southern Territory Snake Cave was also invited to this Immortal Alliance Conference, but no one knew when this young master followed Yao Ning to this mountain village.
The green snake crawled across Yao Ning's neck. Its emerald green body contrasted with its snow-white skin, creating a kind of enchanting beauty.
Shejiang felt the temperature under his body, his pupils darkened, and his voice became seductive and alluring.
"You are like a broken glass doll, so beautiful, so heartbreaking." The snake carefully licked the blood off Yao Ning's cheek. "Come with me, I will protect you."
Yao Ning smiled.
The green snake was stunned for a moment, and its golden vertical pupils instantly enlarged.
Yao Ning stretched out his hand, gently pinched the snake's triangular head, and threw it far away.
The darkness was shaking, like a crack in an eggshell, or like a fire burning in the boundless snowfield.
Yao Ning's greatest fear in her life was related to Shen Qian. Not long ago, Shen Qian personally made the final decision and made a choice in front of her. Extravagant hopes and fantasies would infinitely increase fear, and when fear solidified into reality, it would lose the power to continue to grow stronger.
Just a small hill.
The cracks spread rapidly and flames devoured the snow.
The cold air slowly and irreversibly dissipated.
The snake was thrown ten feet away. The young man walked over stiffly and picked it up. The snake's body coiled around the young man's body, and a part of the snake's body stretched out from behind the head. The golden vertical pupils were constricted.
What she practiced was actually the Yangyan mental method.
Like the sun rising in the sky, its light shines everywhere.
More than ten years ago, Xuanqing Sect was still an unknown small sect in Jiuzhou, until the former sect leader and his wife gave birth to Chen Qian.
Golden elixir at birth, Nascent Soul at three years old, and out-of-body experience at ten years old.
His talent is so high that it has not been seen in millions of years.
If it weren't for the unusual way of heaven, I'm afraid Chen Qian would have ascended to the upper realm long ago.
At the age of twenty, Chen Qian had few rivals in the Immortal Alliance, and people began to call him "Zixiao Daojun" and "Zixiao Immortal Venerable".
Under the halo of Shen Qian, the talent of Xuanqing Sect's eldest disciple Chu Liangxiu was often overlooked. However, when she broke through to the out-of-body state at the age of nineteen, she still attracted the attention of Jiuzhou.
With two outstanding people in one family, Xuanqing Sect quickly became a famous and powerful sect, and countless practitioners flocked to it.
What many people don’t know is that there is actually another master in the Xuanqing Sect.
A great master who has achieved the state of out-of-body experience by practicing the Yangyan Heart Method.
Yangyan's mental method is extremely strong and pure. Anything that approaches the extreme has extremely high requirements on physical fitness. Therefore, in a hundred years, there has been only one person who has practiced this mental method.
Although this person is in the Xuanqing Sect, he keeps a low profile and rarely takes action.
Therefore, only a few people know of this person's existence.
Shejiang didn't expect that the one who had completed the out-of-body experience would be the weak and beautiful girl in front of him.
As the pride of the entire Southern Territory and the young master of the Southern Territory Snake Cave, Shejiang is 120 years old this year. He is considered young and promising, but he is only in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm.
And just now, he had developed desire for her and tried to seduce her.
She Jiang was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.
Yao Ning felt that the thing suppressing him was a demonic energy, a demonic energy that concealed its shape and breath.
The evil energy flew around Yao Ning, carefully looking for her flaws.
Yao Ning moved slowly, his eyes following the vague perception. Flames ignited in his eyes, from yellow to blue, then to black and red, and finally into two clusters of bright white light.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed at the void.
Something was trapped by her, and under the extremely high temperature, the thing slowly revealed some grayish-white traces.
The twisting gray-white object suddenly expanded, like a prehistoric behemoth, swooping down from the clouds and slamming into Yao Ning.
Yao Ning didn't move, the white light in his eyes went out, as if his soul was captured by something.
The green snake suddenly grew larger, plowed through the ground and rushed over, opening its bloody mouth to bite the gray object.
But after the thing entered Yao Ning's body, it dissolved inch by inch. The thing left outside struggled frantically to get out, but was caught by Yao Ning with one hand and crushed with a "puff".
The snake missed its target and fell to the ground with a loud bang, splashing up a cloud of dust.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Yao Ning shook twice, the world spun before his eyes, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".
She could smell the increasingly strong smell of blood on her body. Perhaps it was because she was too sad and angry just now that she pushed the Yangyan Heart Technique to the extreme, and her body and soul could not bear it and collapsed.
Yao Ning endured the severe pain, said nothing, and looked calmly at the blue sky in his sight.
Vaguely, she felt the snake rise, approach, take her hand, and channel spiritual energy into her body. She heard a charming voice sigh softly, "Your husband doesn't love you. It seems no one here doubts this."
Yao Ning blinked and coughed up blood.
Shejiang asked in confusion: "Why do you still have expectations of him?"
Yao Ning didn't know what she said, maybe just vague mumbling. Her consciousness was sinking and she was trying hard to maintain a trace of clarity, like a dying person who had suffered a great injustice and refused to close her eyes.
"Are you waiting for him to come?" Shejiang looked at the trembling, wooden eyes, "Is he really that good? Alas, such a powerful beauty, but boring."
Suddenly, the green snake's crimson tongue hissed out: "Ah! He's coming!"
The snake lowered its head and saw that the woman who had been waiting patiently had closed her eyes at some point.
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