The branches and leaves of the thousand-year-old dragon blood tree blocked out the sun. Ningning didn't realize it was raining until she ran away for a distance and entered the woods.
The raindrops dripped through the gaps between the leaves, fell to the ground one after another, and broke into bright pearls that reflected the faint light.
It was a foggy rainy night, and the fragrance of flowers lingered around the shadows of the trees. In the past, it would have been a fascinating and beautiful sight, but now that the entire ancient forest was covered in blood, there was an inexplicably bleak and terrifying atmosphere.
It was like being soaked in a pool of blood, with blood dripping down.
"This thousand-year-old tree has become a monster, and has been inexplicably tainted with evil spirits. With the strength of the two of us at the Jindan stage, we will definitely not be able to defeat it."
Su Qinghan sighed that other people's children are just good, while calmly analyzing the current situation: "Besides, your junior brother is injured. Once a fight breaks out, we won't have time to take care of him. It's better to evacuate first and look for--"
She didn't have time to finish her sentence, the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.
But in the blink of an eye, the grass and trees in the forest suddenly moved at the same time. As if receiving some kind of instruction, the vines and branches flew into the air and prepared to attack.
“Not good.”
Su Qinghan laughed dryly and lowered his voice: "It seems that the tree is powerful enough to control the entire forest... Unless we set fire to this place, I'm afraid we can't get out."
As soon as she finished speaking, all the vines within her sight flew towards her.
This is a lush forest, and almost every tree has become a puppet of the dragon blood tree. You can see how dangerous it is.
The thick branches are incredibly strong and terrifyingly flexible. Under the hazy blood mist, they are fully capable of signing up to star in "Anaconda 3".
Judging from their appearance, even a real python would probably exclaim that these little things are so cute.
If you want to fight the enemy, you naturally can't fly with a sword anymore. Su Qinghan was about to put away his sword when he heard Ning Ning calling out, "Senior Sister Su, wait!"
She was confused, and the other party added hastily: "If we get entangled here, we really won't have a chance to get out! Let's fly back!"
Su Qinghan's eyes twitched, and he quickly understood what she meant.
Now the entire forest is under control. If you fight to the death with the trees and weeds here, you will only end up exhausted and swallowed by the branches.
To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader. If we want to solve this incident, we can only start with the thousand-year-old dragon blood tree.
The two sword lights suddenly turned around. Although Pei Ji became a bloody man, since most of his injuries were external, he could grit his teeth and cut off the vines that were trying to approach the two people.
Of course, for Ningning, his "gritting his teeth" was enough to make her die instantly by just kicking her legs.
They didn't go far, so they got back quickly.
The dragon blood tree looked even more terrifying than before. The bark cracked into several long and deep cracks, and the plasma-like resin slowly fell down, forming the shape of a crying human face.
It's so outrageous, like walking into a horror movie set by mistake.
Sensing the presence of a stranger, Gu Teng quickly turned his angle. After seeing the person's appearance clearly, he began to tremble with pride, as if he was quite surprised.
"Junior Sister Ning, it looks like we really have to use the strength of three people to deal with this tree."
What surprised Ning Ning was that Su Qinghan not only did not show the slightest fear, but a smile overflowed from his eyes, pulling the corners of his lips slightly up: "From my point of view, although the dragon blood tree has a long lifespan, it is using all its magic energy at this time, not the spiritual power accumulated over ten thousand years - if we look at the magic energy, it is far from enough to reach the level of ten thousand years of cultivation. If we try our best, maybe we can have a chance of winning."
As she spoke, she became uncontrollably excited, her chest rising and falling, and the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious: "Even if we die here today, we will not lose out if we can use our sword skills to compete with the famous ten thousand year old dragon blood tree. I have been waiting for a long time, and finally I can meet some interesting opponents... What a blessing!"
Ningning looked at her with horror in her eyes.
Although I had heard before that Su Qinghan of the Wanjian Sect was an absolute sword fanatic, not only was he devoted to swords, but he also had a very wild temper, but I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw it with my own eyes today.
Senior Sister Su, it turns out that you are not a stubborn and straight woman, but this is Senior Sister Su?
Super cheesy but also super handsome!
Seeing the vines rushing towards them, Ningning and Su Qinghan put away their swords at the same time.
She was worried about Pei Ji, and just as she looked up at him, the young man pursed his lips and looked away the moment their eyes met. His throat moved slightly, and his tone was stiff: "Don't bother me, Senior Sister."
Ning Ning had been exposed by Su Qinghan without mercy before, and had lost the ability to communicate normally with Pei Ji, so she hummed and was too lazy to force the character of a vicious female supporting role: "Don't worry, I will find a way to get you out."
After a pause, he struggled unwillingly: "Don't forget the spiritual stone you gave me."
After she finished speaking, she walked forward with the sword in her hand. The Dragon Blood Tree had a profound spiritual power, and it was unknown how much spiritual energy it contained. The spiritual power of human cultivators could be easily depleted, so if they wanted to win, they had to fight quickly.
In the center of the crying human face on the tree trunk, there was a piece of dark brown jade that looked like amber, emitting a strange and ghostly light in the blood mist.
Su Qinghan nodded and said, "That should be a magic crystal. Destroying it can damage the monster's foundation, similar to a human heart. How about we focus on that?"
Ningning nodded, and the Star Mark Sword in her hand made a humming sound, and pure white light overflowed from the pearl on the hilt.
Since it is a "star mark", the key word is "fast".
As the sword flashed, it cut down several vines that were attacking it, and stirred up gusts of cold wind. However, the further she went, the more she felt something was wrong.
Compared to the vines on the outside, the vines attacking him became stronger and thicker. It seemed as if the previous attack was just a cover, and the real purpose was to lure the enemy deeper -
But why did the dragon blood tree want them to get closer?
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a slight tremor under my feet.
Ning Ning's heartbeat paused, and she looked sideways and shouted, "Senior Sister Su, be careful!"
At the same time as her voice rang out, there was another even more deafening noise.
The soil around the dragon blood tree seemed to be shaken and began to tremble violently. Something was looming and was about to break out of the ground.
Accompanied by a loud bang, a tree root as thick as three people could hug suddenly rose from the ground and rushed straight towards Ningning!
So that's how it is.
The roots of the dragon blood tree cannot extend at will. The reason why it lures them forward is to wait for them to come and let them... become the nutrients that the roots rely on for survival.
Ningning's heart tightened, and she was about to swing her sword to fight the enemy, but unexpectedly a sword energy suddenly flashed behind her and split the tree root in half.
She thought it was Su Qinghan, but she smelled a very strong smell of blood.
The smell was getting closer and closer, with a scorching temperature and a faint scent of fresh soap, almost within reach of her.
Ningning was about to turn around when the other person blinded her.
The young man's hands seemed to have been carefully wiped, unlike the rest of his body which was covered in blood. In a trance, she heard a voice in her ear.
That was Pei Ji's voice, cold and indifferent, as if he was forcibly suppressing some unbearable pain, but it also concealed a hint of softness that was not easy to detect, perhaps even he himself did not notice.
He said, "Close your eyes and don't look."
Ningning was stunned.
All this happened in a flash, and Pei Ji quickly let go of his hand. However, even if he let go, Ningning couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly. It seemed as if there was a layer of dark fog in front of her eyes, and she could only see vague shadows.
The sound of tree roots breaking through the soil came one after another, and the smell of blood beside her became stronger. She frowned: "Pei Ji!"
Ningning's eyes were blinded by the evil energy he released and she couldn't see the scene farther away, but Su Qinghan and the elders outside Xuan Jing who were present could see it clearly.
Someone stood up in shock, his voice trembling: "This... this is!"
Tian Xianzi frowned and put down the white jade cake in his hand for the first time.
Pei Ji wanted to use his own life to boost his strength and take a gamble with his life.
This move will undoubtedly put him in a dead end.
He was already seriously injured, and now he was forcibly using all the remaining spiritual energy in his body to break through his sea of consciousness and stimulate his greatest potential. Even if he could defeat the dragon blood tree, he would suffer serious damage that was difficult to repair.
What's more, the black air surrounding him...
The young man exuded a strong demonic aura, as if he was enveloped by an invisible barrier.
A pure black aura like smoke and fog diffused in his cold eyebrows and eyes, dyeing his dark pupils dim and dull, reminding people of a deep and calm pool, too dangerous to approach.
But Pei Ji had just held a little girl carefully in his arms.
His already pale lips were almost bloodless. He frowned and silently recited the secret in his heart.
It was an extremely bizarre and strange sight. The evil spirit was like a demon escaping from purgatory, clinging to the young man's body like a shadow; thick bloodshot was like a tide, completely submerging the whites of his eyes; a trace of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth, making his face look even paler than thin paper.
Pei Ji walked up to Ningning without saying a word, protected her behind him unnoticeably, and held the sword tightly in his hand.
The righteous sword energy and the unstoppable demonic energy surged together, gathering into a light that blended light and darkness.
Layer upon layer of sword lights cut through the thorns and bushes, like unstoppable lightning and thunder, splitting the thick blood mist around in one fell swoop. The sword energy was like the wind in the sails of a cavalry, blowing away the overlapping branches and leaves on the treetops. A drop of rain fell, wetting the boy's long eyelashes that were covered in blood.
Pei Ji raised his eyes intently, and in his dark pupils, cold light and bloody light condensed into a surging sword intent.
The light and shadow leave no trace, and the sword leaves no mark.
It only takes a moment to break through the layers of giant vines.
All it takes is this sword to risk your life.
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On the other side, Chang Yue Peak.
After He Zhizhou went back and rescued his good brother Xu Ye, who was so angry that he lost his mind, he continued to stumble forward.
But what is he.
He is afraid of heights.
Let a person who is afraid of heights fly with a sword, and there are a pair of eyes behind him that can poke him to death at any time.
The difficulty of this matter is no different from asking Calabash Brothers to recognize the snake spirit as his grandfather, or driving a car in public on Jinjiang Literature Network, and it is a NP one at that.
He was flying in a daze and was going to sail away tonight, but unfortunately he didn't fly to the Happy Planet, but came to a ghost place where he didn't know where it was.
The reason we stopped here is simply because there is no road further down, only endless ocean.
The moment the flying sword landed, He Zhizhou was as happy as a child and hugged Xu Ye's neck: "Ye, we finally escaped from the clutches of the devil! Next, we just need to wait for Ning Ning to reunite - wait, where is this?"
Xu Ye pointed to the scratches on his face exhaustedly, and said weakly: "Who did this?"
He Zhizhou laughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry."
"Then here," he pointed to the bloodstain on his arm expressionlessly, "who did it again?"
He Zhizhou didn't dare to speak and raised his right hand.
Xu Ye: "So do you think I have escaped from the clutches of the devil now?"
"Ye, you can't say that."
He Zhizhou coaxed him carefully: "Compared with the strange phenomena there, creatures like He Zhizhou are nothing but a minor trouble. Look, I have brought you to this absolutely safe place. How can there be anything more terrifying than that forest——"
He gasped before he could finish his words, and his whole body suddenly stiffened into a straight line like a frozen popsicle.
Xu Ye turned his head with a calm expression.
Xu Ye closed his eyes peacefully and fainted from fright.
——In the air behind him, there was a giant bird flying that was as big as a house. It has a naked body and a long tail, and its orange eyes are actually snake-like vertical pupils, emitting a faint light in the rain and fog.
That is the look that carnivores naturally have when they see food.
Just as the giant bird was leaning down and its sharp claws were about to touch He Zhizhou's body, suddenly a ray of Buddha's light flashed by, causing him to squint his eyes.
The giant bird screamed and returned to the air, but its pair of strange eyes were still staring at them.
So, therefore.
What is going on here? !
"Don't worry, benefactor. With this diamond shield protecting you, the black bird won't hurt you at all for the time being."
He Zhizhou looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young monk meditating not far away.
The monk looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was bald, his face was very handsome even to him, a straight man. She has bright eyes, white teeth, and a face as white as porcelain, not to mention an aura of holiness that cannot be offended, which makes it impossible to take your eyes away.
And around the little monk, there were actually five unfamiliar monks gathered, also in the Vajra Shield.
"That is the man-eating black bird, which is guarding this place on purpose."
The monk smiled at him, and the young man said in a clear voice: "We can't do anything to it, so we can only hide here."
He Zhizhou hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you very much. May I ask who you are...?"
"This is Master Mingkong from the Fanyin Temple. How come you don't recognize him?"
The young monk didn't say anything, but a sound practitioner next to him spoke first. Seeing He Zhizhou shaking his head in confusion, he asked in surprise, "Daoyou, do you know that there are three peerless skills in the Fanyin Temple today?"
He Zhizhou was silent for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "That... the Great Power Heavenly Dragon, the World Honored One Ksitigarbha, the Prajnaparamita Buddha Prajnaparamita Bamahong?"
"It is the magical skills of Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Lord, Formless Tribulation, and Vajra Body Protection."
Yin Xiu glanced at him and laughed at Ming Kong a few times, with a flattering tone: "Among them, the Vajra Body Protection Divine Art is the most difficult. It takes at least a hundred years for ordinary Buddhist practitioners to cultivate to the third level. But our young master Ming Kong only took ten years!"
ten years.
That is indeed a genius!
He Zhizhou turned into a little fanboy with starry eyes and continued to ask curiously: "What about other skills?"
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
Mingkong looked at him with smiling eyes, and he was truly a man of clear sky, cool breeze and bright moon, detached from the world. The impeccable facial features were covered with a layer of faint light, making the whole person look as noble as a flower on the snowy mountain, with a natural Buddha nature.
He Zhizhou saw him smile and raise his right hand, then slowly circle his shiny bald head.
Like a round duck egg.
The meaning is clear: I don’t know how to do it, you didn’t expect that.
"After all, they are the three peerless skills. It's already amazing to be able to master one of them."
Yin Xiu rubbed his hands and smiled, staring closely at Ming Kong's profile: "Apart from these three, the rest of Master Ming Kong's skills must also be superb, right?"
Mingkong glanced at him indifferently.
Then he pursed his lips and smiled, and raised both hands at the same time.
Then draw two circles around the eyes, like the dark circles of a panda, and around the eye sockets.
This action was really silly, and He Zhizhou laughed when he saw it.
Wow, the little monk is quite humorous and naughty.
——So the progress of your other skills is all 0! It's not like this that you are only good at one subject! He can even say it with a smile, is this the genius of your Fanyin Temple? He Zhizhou had probably never seen anyone more unreliable than himself. He was so shocked that his eyes widened on the spot, and he gave a thumbs up and called him an expert.
"If no one offends me, I will not offend others. As the saying goes, those who seek the Buddha and the Way follow their hearts, fate and nature. Since they already have the skills to protect their lives and defend themselves, why would they bother to hurt others?"
Mingkong maintained the posture of Guanyin sitting on a lotus, her beautiful eyes as clear as the stars and the moon: "It will be enough to practice the Vajra Body Protection Divine Art."
The sound cultivator over there had already started yelling, saying things like “As expected of little Master Mingkong” and “Monks should be compassionate”, but He Zhizhou felt that this guy just had some problems with his brain.
Mingkong glanced at everyone with crooked eyes. There was no trace of anxiety or panic in his clear and pure voice: "Don't worry, donors. If you want to be a dragon or an elephant of the Buddhas, you must first be a horse or an ox of the common people. Every kind of trauma is a time of maturity. Only by overcoming this difficulty can you make further progress in the process of cultivating the Tao and self-cultivation."
He Zhizhou was silent.
That's not maturity, man.
Are you going to be cooked right away?
He kept complaining in his heart, and Xu Ye beside him seemed to regain consciousness and moved slightly.
At the same time, the black bird, unwilling to let go of its food, swooped down and met his eyes through a layer of golden cover.
So when Xu Ye woke up, he saw his extremely unreliable brother He and the legendary black bird facing each other. After a moment of silence, he shouted confidently: "Don't look at me! If you turn me into food, you will suffer!"
Xu Ye just thought he was dreaming.
Why is He Zhizhou so tough at this time? Could it be that he is just used to being funny and playful on weekdays, and now that he is in danger, he -
A passage had not yet fully come to his mind.
He Zhizhou lowered his head with a grim face and took out a snake shadow grass from his bag, which was famous for its extremely bitter and smelly taste.
Then he crushed it without hesitation and smeared it all over his face.
It’s really hard.
Xu Ye: ...
Are you sick, brother? Whose way of suffering is to really make your head bitter and then give it to others to eat? Isn't this just given to you for free? Please have some fighting spirit!
What he didn't expect was that Xuanniao seemed to really understand what he said. After a slight pause, it turned its gaze away with boredom.
The Liumingshan Fu Xiu trembled as he was stared at by two orange-yellow pupils.
"Don't, don't, don't look at me! I have a heart of stone, and my stomach is full of hard food that doesn't taste good!"
He paused for a moment and pointed at another person not far away: "He is not bad! He is a scumbag, and he won't get stuck in your teeth when you eat him." - Baocai! A ghost was found in Liuming Mountain!
No way, no way, He Zhizhou’s idiocy is contagious? ! Are all of you talisman practitioners like this? ! What is wrong with this world? !
"Bah!"
The Mei Xiu who was pointed at stood up angrily: "Master Xuanniao, please be clear! People say that I am cold-blooded and heartless, this blood, the thief is frozen."
The strange vertical pupils of the black bird shrank slightly, and there was even a hint of teasing in its meaning.
Mei Xiu will never forget that after he finished speaking, the holy beast that controlled life and death smiled coldly and told him in a tone that sounded like the Black and White Impermanence asking for his life: "It doesn't matter. I only eat people I know."
Mei Xiu's heart was on the road immediately after hearing these words.
It’s so horrible, so horrible.
Xu Ye was stunned. This group of cultivators were not normal. Even Xuanniao was led astray. The only one who looked serious at the scene...
It seems that there is only Master Mingkong from Fanyin Temple.
This is a well-known genius and the master of the Vajra Body Protection Technique. Moreover, all Buddhist practitioners are serious and solemn, and they will definitely not cause any trouble.
So he endured the pain and moved closer to Mingkong: "Young Master, what's the situation now?"
“Why do donors often have tears in their eyes?”
Mingkong lowered his eyes and looked at him, frowning with great pity, and said in a clear voice like a mountain spring: "If I were a little deer in the mountains, I would definitely die directly because of the deep sorrow in your eyes."
After a pause, he continued, "Why don't you look up at the starry sky with me and look at the rain on the steps of the sky? Buddha said, who is the cause of whom, and who is the result of whom, cause and effect - ah, this mountain. Ah, this water."
Xu Ye: Damn, can you please speak human language?
So the completely useless sentence about mountains and rivers at the end is just something you added randomly because you couldn’t make it up! There's really no coherence at all! Buddha never said that, right?
Mingkong, the poor little deer, was fine, but he was scared half to death.
In a trance, he heard someone shouting not far away that one person was missing, and waited until all the flowers had wilted.
It turned out that these were the elite disciples from all the major sects. He loved them, loved them.
The young swordsman, feeling that his outlook on life had been severely impacted, had a wooden face. He found an deserted corner and squatted down silently.
He was so lonely, pitiful and helpless, like a baby abandoned by the world. The only thing he cared about was his senior sister Su Qinghan, whose whereabouts were now unknown.
Senior sister, do you know?
The blue sky is waiting for the mist and rain, and your Yiyi is waiting for you.
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