Chapter 168 His body is here, but his soul is gone
In the thatched hut, the only sound was the faint strokes of a brush across the umbrella.
After finishing the two umbrellas, Yue Qian injected spiritual power into them to fix the patterns on the umbrellas, then folded the umbrellas and placed them aside.
She picked up a piece of cake and looked outside the door. The rain was pouring down, soaking everything.
In the corner of his eye, the wandering cultivator on the haystack seemed to be trembling slightly.
Yue Qian rolled her eyes. The haystack had been moved to the farthest corner by the wandering cultivator. The cultivator had his back to her and his breathing had begun to steady.
The straw sandals on the monk's feet were as tattered as his clothes, and his exposed toes had long been soaked and turned white.
Looking closely, the casual cultivator's body was trembling.
It is really cold in winter when the rain soaks your clothes.
Yue Qian took down the broken wooden door and started a fire with the wood.
The warmth of the fire gradually dispelled the cold. Yue Qian put the lotus leaf chicken into the fire to heat it up again and ate it quietly.
The other party showed no ill intentions, and she didn't want to be involved in any trouble. Lighting a fire to ward off the cold was the greatest kindness she could show.
When it comes to food, it tastes best when it’s left for yourself.
Yue Qian no longer paid attention to others. After a while, the casual cultivator started snoring loudly.
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The mountain road was muddy and slippery in the rain and not easy to walk on.
It was not easy for Ye Xingzhou to walk into the mountains.
Hunters sometimes hunted in the outer layer of Chaoxi Mountain and had trampled out a path, but they rarely went deep into the forest, and the path was replaced by thorny bushes.
Ye Xingzhou had to find a tree with dense branches and leaves to shelter from the rain.
There was a lot of yellow mud on my shoes, making them heavy when I walked, which was really inconvenient.
Ye Xingzhou performed the Dust Purification Technique.
Fortunately, the branches and leaves in the deep forest were too dense, and the ground was not very wet, so it was easy to walk.
The rain gradually subsided until a ray of sunlight shone through the dense leaves. Ye Xingzhou took a brief rest, made a mark and continued on his way.
A thin mist lingered in the woods.
After walking for a while, Ye Xingzhou stopped when he saw the red knot mark.
Isn’t this the big tree where he took shelter from the rain just now?
Lost?
Ye Xingzhou frowned.
That shouldn't be the case. He was very sure that he was following the sun.
Could it be another trapping formation?
Ye Xingzhou squatted down and placed his hands on the soil to feel it carefully.
There is not a trace of formation aura.
Ye Xingzhou tried to tie a rope on the spot and moved forward again following the sun.
In less than three quarters of an hour, people returned to the starting point.
Ye Xingzhou sat there, and in just a few seconds, he had thought about his life three times.
Without formations or fog, he still got lost.
Could it be that he fell into a hallucinatory array when he entered the forest?
This shouldn't be the case. He held his breath in advance.
Ye Xingzhou scratched his head and searched for any traces of animals. He regretted not bringing the big wolf with him.
As I was searching, the branches and leaves behind me suddenly rustled, and low, heavy breathing blew directly onto the back of my head.
Ye Xingzhou turned around and met a pair of aggressive blue tiger eyes, his pupils trembling.
He can't kill the tiger because he is not possessed by Wu Song!
The spirit tiger had a white background with black stripes, and its rank was unknown. Hot air blew towards him, indicating that the spirit tiger could kill him with one grab.
Have you ever had your heart rate soar to 180 in one second?
Have you ever had an adrenaline rush?
Have you ever fought for your life?
Ye Xingzhou has it, Ye Xingzhou has it very much.
The moment the spirit tiger raised its claws, Ye Xingzhou used his numb hands and feet and jumped up the tree like springs, swinging wildly on the intertwined branches.
Linghu had just taken a breath when Ye Xingzhou had already rowed three miles.
The spirit tiger looked at the empty spot, not knowing whether to put its claws down or put them down. Finally, it licked its claws and drew a rune.
The entire Chaoxi Mountain rotated silently.
Very good, Ye Xingzhou swung back to his original position and focused on training his arm strength.
The spirit tiger sat in the same place, looking eye to eye with Ye Xingzhou who had swung back.
"Human, why are you running?" The spirit tiger spoke in human language.
Is that even human language? Why did he run without a clue? With that huge tiger mouth facing him, if he didn't run, was he just waiting to have his head stuffed in there and chewed like a watermelon?
Ye Xingzhou cursed in his heart and sat on the tree trunk, refusing to come down.
"Senior Linghu, I'm training my arm strength."
The tiger licked its paws gracefully, acting like a gentleman tiger.
"I can take you to find the Xiling Spring. In exchange, you do something for me."
Ye Xingzhou took a breath and looked down at the white tiger under the tree. He didn't rush to agree. "How did you know I was looking for Xilingquan?"
White Tiger: "My Lord Yan Suan ordered me to wait here."
Why didn't he say anything earlier? He just wandered around in the jungle for nothing!
Ye Xingzhou: "Tell me first, why am I spinning in circles?"
Baihu did not hide it, "Chao Xi Yuan will turn."
"Yuan?" Ye Xingzhou caught the key word, "Isn't this Chaoxi Mountain?"
"The mountains are false, the abyss is true."
Baihu added, "The Xiling Spring you want is at the bottom of the abyss."
"I can take you to the real Chaoxi Abyss. The deal is that I want you to take the Demon Summoning Scroll."
Even if he didn't trade, he would still take the Demon Summoning Scroll.
Ye Xingzhou climbed down from the tree and looked at the pair of dark blue tiger eyes again. He was more accepting.
"Senior Linghu, please lead the way."
"I call peace."
After introducing his name, Linghu gracefully lowered his head and let Ye Xingzhou get on his back.
Ye Xingzhou tentatively climbed onto the tiger's back.
The spirit tiger is called Ping'an, just like the sad tiger is called Mimi.
The contrast is indeed huge.
The spirit tiger carried the load steadily, ignored the thorns, and kept moving forward.
The trees and slopes blocking the road overlapped with an abyss.
Could it be that the one guarding the formation this time is not the spirit snake, but the spirit tiger?
What's more, there is still spiritual energy in Chaoxiyuan, and the formation barrier may still be intact, so the spirit tiger can come and go freely.
"I am not a spirit beast." The spirit tiger suddenly said.
"?"
Ye Xingzhou touched the tiger's fur, and the touch felt real. "Senior Ping'an, what do you mean?"
"I am the Red Tassel Spear Spirit." The spirit tiger continued forward, "I do not like to transform into a human body, so I move in the form of an animal."
He is also a unique gun spirit.
Ye Xingzhou looked around the abyss. He was at the bottom. The abyss was also a long and deep crack. In front of him was a snake skeleton that had long been eaten hollow.
There were sticky insects wrapped around the snake's skeleton, gnawing at the bones, and from time to time there was the sound of bones breaking.
The white tiger carried him through the bones until they reached the end of the abyss, where a small, dilapidated house appeared.
Next to the hut are two formations.
A formation of red lines intertwined, with a long spear with a red tassel inserted in the center of the formation.
The other formation is guided by blood, with a monk sitting in the middle.
The monk sat in the middle of the formation, his eyes closed, his eyebrows growing thickly, and a long scar on his left cheek, but it could not hide his righteousness. The black sticky insects all over his body had spread to his neck. Ye Xingzhou could barely see the collar of his clothes and guess that there was a black gold Taoist robe underneath.
Ye Xingzhou couldn't describe the feeling for a moment.
I thought Chaoxi Mountain still had spiritual energy, and the Eternal Erosion would come later.
Unexpectedly, the guardian snake had been eaten.
And the senior who was protecting the formation was about to be devoured.
Ye Xingzhou looked at his senior without any fluctuation in his aura.
Although his body is still there, his soul is empty.
There is very little spiritual energy left in Chaoxiyuan, and the abundance of spiritual energy was just an illusion given by Chaoxi Mountain.
"My lord drew out a wisp of soul." The white tiger returned to the red tassel spear.
"Please wait a moment. My Lord will return once he has fulfilled his obsession."
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