I don’t know who wrote this sutra. As Qingyang read it, Qingmu, who was originally panicked, gradually calmed down. The fear in her heart disappeared, and she felt more at ease than ever before.

As Qingyang recited, he unexpectedly entered that state of emptiness again. The breath-taking method that matched the Wuming Boxing Sutra automatically operated, and wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy poured into Qingyang's body as Qingyang recited, constantly strengthening his body.

physical body.

By the time she finished reciting the sutra, Qing's mother had completely calmed down, but she looked at her son in surprise.

Qingyang saw that his mother had calmed down, and thought of his uncle's words, so he asked his mother to practice boxing with him. Qing's mother was originally unwilling, but Qingyang smashed a huge boulder in the courtyard with one palm, and at the same time persuaded her with the changes in the world.

Only then did Qing Mu agree to practice.

But after Qingmu practiced with Qingyang, she didn't have half the feeling of spiritual energy entering her body when Qingyang practiced.

Qingyang thought it was the reason why Qingmu practiced for the first time, so he guided her to practice for a long time, but it still had no effect.

At this moment, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little irritated, thinking about his uncle's words about the sinking of the world and the collapse of all sentient beings. If A Niang couldn't practice, how would she be able to resist the sinking scarlet blood mist when it reached the ground?

Although the scarlet blood mist is still far away from the ground, Qingyang can feel the power within it that dissolves and destroys all things.

According to my uncle, this Unnamed Boxing Sutra has the effect of resisting the scarlet blood mist, so he couldn't wait to persuade his mother to practice it.

Little did he know that reality gave him a severe blow. His mother seemed to have no qualifications for cultivation!

Seeing Qingyang's irritated and desperate look, Qing's mother was heartbroken. She stroked Qingyang's shoulder and said, "It's okay, Anyang. Even if Aniang can't practice, isn't there Ayang who can protect Aniang?"

Hearing this, Qingyang looked at his mother's kind face and couldn't help but feel a little at ease. He let go of his mother's inability to practice. Then he looked at the fierce tiger corpse on the ground and thought that tiger blood could provide him with such huge energy. This tiger meat

It shouldn't be too bad, so he tore off the tiger skin along the wound he had punctured in the morning, then tore off a piece of tiger meat and ate it raw, and then practiced the Unnamed Boxing Sutra. Sure enough, he felt a trace of energy coming from the swallowed tiger meat.

Come.

Seeing this, Qingyang was overjoyed and asked his mother to try it too. Qingyang's mother was initially a little resistant to Qingyang eating raw tiger meat, but she couldn't bear the disappointment of her son, so she endured the discomfort and took a piece from her son's hand, ate it, and then followed suit.

When his son started boxing, he just finished a set of punches and still had no effect, which made Qingyang even more disappointed.

At this time, everyone in the village finally calmed down from the initial panic and gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

At this time, the red moon hung in the sky, and blood mist spewed out, causing the tribesmen gathered together to lose their usual conversation, and everyone was silent.

Because human beings are really too insignificant in front of heaven and earth. Faced with such drastic changes in heaven and earth, what can they do?

It is said that we are getting together to discuss, but it is more like everyone getting together to be courageous and feel at ease.

It wasn't until Qingyang came and talked about practicing boxing sutra that everyone started to discuss it again.

Many people felt that the boxing sutra was of no use at all, but after Qingyang lifted a stone weighing seven to eight hundred kilograms with one hand and Qingyuan also showed great strength, the voices of everyone's discussion became quieter, and Uncle Qinghai finally made the decision.

, let everyone practice and try it.

After discussing with Uncle Qinghai, Qingyang asked everyone to go home to practice. Three days later, they would check at the ancestral hall who could practice. At the same time, he told everyone that the blood of the tiger killed in the morning could provide energy, so under Qinghai's auspices, each family took it.

The container divided the blood of the remaining two tigers.

Strange to say, the tiger was killed in the morning, but half a day later, the blood flowing out was still full of heat and vitality.

Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone in his tribe was willing to practice.

Now that everyone's cultivation matters are settled, the next step is to deal with the scarlet blood mist in the sky.

Looking up, I saw that the scarlet blood mist in the sky was getting denser, and the sky and the earth were all scarlet. The occasional ray of sunlight that crossed the red moon also dissipated under the obstruction of the rolling blood mist, unable to bring any warmth to the world.

bright.

After returning home and settling down with his mother, she told him to continue to eat tiger meat and persist in practicing, he took out his long bow and hunting knife, and wanted to walk towards the back mountain.

When leaving, he took away the dog in the courtyard. The dog was originally unwilling, but after seeing the murderous intent in Qingyang's eyes, he could only follow him obediently.

Now that the red moon is rising in the sky, the blood mist is about to attack. In addition to everyone practicing martial arts to resist, the collection of food is also extremely important, so Qingyang wants to take advantage of the time when the blood mist has not reached the ground to stock up on some food.

And he also needs the blood of beasts to practice.

With his current strength, he was naturally not afraid of the wild beasts in the mountains, so he walked straight into the depths of the green mountains with one man and one dog.

In the past, Qingyang would only dare to hunt some small animals in the periphery, but now the animals in the periphery can no longer satisfy him.

I saw wild beasts along the way, and I hunted them down, soaked their blood, and hid their bodies.

But as he went deeper into the green mountains, Qingyang became more and more cautious. The prey he hunted along the way were all too big, almost the size of two. Even a rabbit became comparable to his own dog.

His eyes were blood red, just like my dog's condition last night.

As I was walking, I saw a leopard lurking in a tree in front of me. However, this leopard was just as huge as the previous animals. Normal leopards were only six feet in size, but this one in front of me was about two feet in size. It looked quite big.

Like a tiger curled up in a tree.

Qingyang was not surprised at this time, but took out his bow and arrow, bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and was about to shoot it, but suddenly there was a loud noise in the forest, and the ground shook.

This loud sound was like a beating heart, causing Qingyang's heart to surge with energy and blood, as if his heart was about to beat out.

Qingyang was shocked, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a flat ground in front of him suddenly shaking, as if an immortal demon was about to crawl out of the ground.

At this time, the dog next to Qingyang also looked at the shaking ground with a wary look, unable to hide the fear in his eyes. The leopard that was originally hidden in the tree was also shaken to the ground at this time, as if he had not seen Qingyang.

One person and one dog were just staring at the shaking ground.

In the horrified gazes of one person, one dog and one leopard, the shaking ground suddenly began to emit wisps of black air, followed by a huge heartbeat, and then the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge and deep abyss.

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And as the cave appeared, the black energy instantly rolled and spurted out, and everything around the cave that was contaminated with the black energy withered instantly.

Seeing this fright, Qingyang turned around and ran away. Gouzi also wanted to run away, but he was a step too late and was covered by the black energy. He didn't even have time to scream, and turned into a skeleton.

Qingyang looked back and felt horrified.

After escaping to a safe place and seeing that the black air stopped spreading outward after it spread to a certain extent, Qingyang stopped and felt cold sweat breaking out all over his body.

"Sure enough, the red moon appeared and the world fell. I don't know what the black energy is. It is so terrifying. I don't know what terrifying existence is buried in the abyss." If it comes out, I am afraid that the entire Qingshan will be destroyed.

At this time, Qingyang did not dare to go deeper into the mountains. He thought that he had hunted enough prey along the way, which should be enough for him and his mother to survive for a while. So he returned the same way, picked up the prey one by one, and waited until it was time.

When he came out of the mountain, there were already piles of prey on him, and it looked like a bunch of animals overlapping and moving together.
Chapter completed!