Chapter 4 Shaoyang Sect (IV) She is calling, Senior Brother
"Plop——" With a loud noise, a splash of water half a person's height appeared on the water surface.
The moment he sank into the water, Zhu Ciying quickly performed the Water Breathing Technique and also cast one on the struggling spirit bird.
My body sank, and through the layers of ripples, the moon hanging in the sky became more and more blurred, and only a vague point of light could be seen.
"Huh? I can talk in the water?" The spirit bird had just recovered from a thrilling fall from a cliff, and now it found that it could breathe freely in the water. The whole bird was stunned.
"Hahaha, I've survived a great disaster and will surely have good fortune in the future. I said I'm lucky, hahaha."
Zhu Ciying ignored the laughing spirit bird, arms akimbo, and continued observing the aquatic life. The bottom of the water was covered with smooth stones, with a few fish occasionally swimming past her. The rest was all green and red water plants.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Zhu Ciying threw down the spirit bird, dived into the water, picked up a handful of water plants, and picked up a stone, looking back and forth at them.
Aura.
She captured the aura in both of these things.
To be precise, not only them, Zhu Ciying can feel that every drop of water here contains spiritual energy.
"It seems that this is the spiritual spring you mentioned."
The spirit bird flew over and heard her words suddenly.
"See, I told you the spiritual spring was here. But it's still strange. I really remember it was on the top of the mountain a year ago. How come it ran down here as if it had grown legs?" It muttered softly.
"Perhaps the answer lies here." Zhu Ciying returned the stones to their original positions. "These stones may seem irregularly arranged, but they actually hold great significance. Look, the stones in the Si and Hai directions are arranged very neatly. Don't they resemble two fish connected end to end?"
The spirit bird took a closer look and said, "Really!"
Zhu Ciying continued, "Someone has set up a teleportation array here, so the location of the spiritual spring can be changed at any time according to the wishes of the person who set up the array."
The spirit bird was full of admiration: "After all, I am also a veteran spirit beast who has lived in the back mountain since I was hatched. Surprisingly, I don't know as much as you, a newcomer."
"A girl who sees everything——" the spirit bird stretched out its voice, pretending to be mysterious.
"Are you willing to follow me from now on?"
It started again.
The little fat boy began to imagine himself as some powerful divine beast.
Zhu Ciying held her forehead helplessly. Her sleeve slipped down, revealing a slender, white wrist. She glanced at it inadvertently, and joy suddenly burst into her bright black eyes.
Her wrists had been bound by the Demon-Suppressing Chain for many days, and her skin had long been worn out. But now, not only had it completely recovered, but it had also become smoother and more delicate.
No wonder her wrist had been itching since she fell into the water. It turned out that the spiritual spring had healing properties.
What an unexpected gain.
Zhu Ciying was in a good mood and couldn't help but think more deeply: It's okay to treat external injuries, but what about internal injuries?
To verify her hypothesis, Zhu Ciying simply lifted her skirt and sat underwater, closing her eyes and looking inward.
She checked her meridians inch by inch. The previously ulcerated areas had healed again, and the blocked areas were also being cleared little by little.
"What have you thought about?" Lingniao was still immersed in the fantasy of having a little follower.
Because it didn't get a response from Zhu Ciying, its eyes opened a little, just in time to see her smile slightly.
It looks so good.
It seemed to see a fairy.
The spirit bird changed its previous arrogance and quickly transformed itself into the fairy's number one lackey, saying with a flattering face: "Fairy-like little fairy, how about I join you?"
"OK."
"Little Fatty."
The spirit bird's feathers stood on end. Although the fairy readily agreed to its request and it was very happy, the name "Little Fatty" must disappear immediately!
The sound of water splashing softly echoed as Zhu Ciying swam to the edge of the pond, half her body floating on the surface. Wow, the area occupied by the spiritual spring was the size of six or seven houses, much larger than she had imagined.
Zhu Ciying emerged from the water, the spirit bird perched on her shoulder, shaking its wet feathers dry. Her clothes clung to her body, and she couldn't help sneezing, brushing her hair away from her cheeks.
Then he used his spiritual power to dry his clothes and hair, and also helped the little fat bird dry its feathers.
She filled two jugs of spiritual spring water into her storage bag and took out a map. She looked up at the night sky, using the direction of the Big Dipper to locate the cave closest to the spiritual spring.
"Little fairy, I'm a little hungry. Look, I found the spiritual spring for you. The thirty skewers of grilled mushrooms you promised me..."
"We have to find a place to stay for the night first." Zhu Ciying walked deeper into the dense forest. "It's not safe outside. Do you still want to be eaten by monsters?"
The spirit bird recalled the scene of itself being chased by the monster, and shuddered suddenly: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant! Anyway, I'll just follow you and have something to eat."
It was so hungry that it had no strength left, so it lay obediently on Zhu Ciying's shoulder as a pendant.
Perhaps influenced by the spiritual spring, the trees here grew exceptionally thick and sturdy, their dense leaves almost blocking out the sun. The occasional glimmer of moonlight filtering in added a touch of mystery to the landscape.
Zhu Ciying walked and stopped along the way, carving marks on the trees. When she passed an old tree, she stopped.
Unlike the surrounding trees, the old tree was withered and skinny, looking like it was about to die. Zhu Ciying felt a sense of foreboding and quickly retreated dozens of steps, holding his breath.
"What's wrong?" The spirit bird rubbed its sleepy eyes.
"We're in trouble." Zhu Ciying looked around vigilantly, and sure enough, the old tree began to emit a strange aura.
"Hold your breath, little fat chick."
The spirit bird covered its nose.
What's going on? The bird glared around with its round eyes, but it was pitch black everywhere and couldn't see a thing.
"There's nothing." The spirit bird had just said one sentence when its body suddenly stiffened.
"Is it raining?" It touched the top of its head, raised its face and looked up, and its eyes happened to meet a pair of blood-red eyes and its still-expanding bloody mouth.
No way...
The spirit bird thought it must be dreaming. Otherwise, how could it encounter so many bad lucks one after another?
However, the expected situation of being bitten to pieces did not happen. The moment the magic python attacked, Zhu Ciying moved to avoid it.
"Woo woo woo, if I die, don't forget to roast the mushrooms for me."
Zhu Ciying's eyes flickered slightly. The shadow-hiding talisman, stained by the spiritual spring water, became ineffective, and her figure was exposed to the demonic python.
"I don't burn anything for the dead."
"Wuwuwu, it's so spicy that I can't even eat a bite if I die." The spirit bird turned around crying, leaving the python with only a fat butt.
The python seemed to be enraged by its action. It roared, stretched its neck and rushed towards its prey with all its might.
Zhu Ciying reacted quickly, leaping onto a large tree on tiptoe. The python missed its target, unwillingly spitting out its tongue and spewing venom.
Zhu Ciying dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the attack. The leaf stained with the poison wasn't so lucky, melting into a pool of water with a sizzling sound.
That was a close call.
The spirit bird rolled its eyes and almost fainted.
The python failed to hit the target and coiled its body in circles.
Zhu Ciying's vigilance instantly increased several degrees.
Her hunch was right.
The python's mouth was tightly shut, its cheeks puffed out. Its white belly expanded several times at a visible speed, clearly preparing for its next attack.
Zhu Ciying did not dare to be careless and raised his hand to summon the jade flute.
In this life, she followed her master to practice the way of music and has become a music practitioner, so she no longer needs to wield a sword.
Nor is he qualified to wield a sword.
"roar--"
A piercing roar shook the earth, and Zhu Ciying knew something was wrong. The next moment, the demonic python spewed out a burst of flames, and a scorching breath rushed towards him.
In the dark night, with the moon high in the sky and the stars shining brightly, Xiao's voice suddenly rang out.
The girl's dress was blown by the wind, her wide, moon-white sleeves rustling. A jade flute rested against her red lips, and her slender fingers moved rhythmically across the holes.
The sound of the flute was heavy and vast, and Zhu Ciying's eyebrows were lowered, as if he had entered a sad and desolate place isolated from the world.
The flames were blocked in mid-air by invisible sound waves.
The spirit bird silently turned its head away, tears streaming down its face with an expressionless face. It was terrifying. It wasn't sad at all, but it just couldn't control its tears. Was this the power of sound cultivation?
"Aoaoao." The magic python let out bursts of mournful cries from its throat. Although it did not shed tears like the spirit bird, it was indeed disturbed.
Zhu Ciying jumped off the tree, but before she could stand firmly, the ground shook violently again, even more shocking than the time when she fell off the cliff.
The spirit bird instantly shed tears of sincerity: "It's over, it's over."
Zhu Ciying calmly activated the talisman paper that she had taken out when she summoned Yuxiao earlier - the Earth Escape Talisman.
Demons poured into this world like a tide. At the critical moment, Zhu Ciying took the spirit bird and escaped into the ground.
They hid deep within the cave. Unable to find them, the demons fought among themselves. The demon python, unable to fight, was torn to pieces and became food for the other demons.
Not until all the sounds disappeared did Zhu Ciying emerge from the soil with the spirit bird, and returned to the ground after making sure it was safe.
She continued to look for the cave. This time the spirit bird did not dare to sleep. It was very alert and worked hard to explore the way for the fairy.
"I used to think it was cool and impressive for a sword cultivator to be able to slay a monster or split a mountain with a simple swing of the sword. But it wasn't until tonight, when I met a fairy, that I realized how graceful and awesome a sound cultivator can be!"
The spirit bird chirped and chirped, then flew off to investigate again and brought back a message:
There is a human corpse ahead.
Zhu Ciying had no intention of wasting time checking it out, but the spirit bird was very curious, and under its constant persuasion, she followed it as if possessed.
The place where the body fell was very clever, and the surrounding leaves were relatively sparse, so more moonlight could shine in.
Zhu Ciying determined the body to be that of a man based on its size. He must have been severely injured before his death, as he lay sprawled on the ground, his clothes stained red with blood, his original color unrecognizable.
Zhu Ciying squatted down, put one hand on his shoulder, and turned him over. She pushed the hair stuck to his face away, her heart sinking.
The blood on his face had dried, and his original appearance could not be seen at all.
Zhu Ciying took out a handkerchief, wet it with the spiritual spring water she had stored earlier, and wiped the blood off his face bit by bit.
From forehead to eyebrows to eyes.
Zhu Ciying's fingertips stopped half a finger below his eyes, where there was a red mole symmetrically on each side.
picture.
So similar.
Zhu Ciying's nose suddenly felt sore.
After she wiped her entire face clean, she could no longer control her emotions. Regardless of the dirt and the smell of blood, she hugged him and buried her head in his chest. Her eyes turned red and she burst into tears.
The spirit bird was caught off guard by her action. It moved closer and vaguely distinguished two words from Zhu Ciying's crying.
She was shouting, Senior Brother.
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