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Chapter 22: On the Direction of Practice

Lin Qiulu has never been so frightened, not even the strongest moment she encountered in the palace. But what she saw in front of her made her involuntarily feel an indescribable fear in her heart. The red

The light even affected the surrounding dense forest, and even the green woods were filled with a dark red color mixed with shadows.

Just a little bit of color would certainly not make Lin Qiulu lose her composure, but there was something contained in it that almost caused the entire lake to stir up slight waves, and even the surrounding hills were rustling because of this fierce aura.

Trembling. A wave of fierceness rushed towards her face, causing Lin Qiulu to take a few steps back involuntarily, and then sat down on the ground in a very shapeless manner.

But just taking a few steps back was unable to resist the pressure. Even in the state of no movement, countless bloody scenes were still forcefully fed into her mind. Lin Qiulu had never thought that there was such a hell in the world.

Seeing the scene, he screamed in surprise, stood up on all fours, and ran wildly into the distance.

Fortunately, I have been here for a long time, and I firmly remember that I still cannot easily use my spiritual power in this place. Even when I am frightened, I still restrain my instinctive thought of using the flying sword, and quickly

Climb to the top of the mountain in the direction of the inn.

It wasn't until she reached the top of the mountain that she managed to stop being so panicked. Although there were still some vague sounds in her ears, as long as she didn't exercise her skills, these sounds were just auditory hallucinations at best and would not cause any harm to herself.

What impact.

Until now, Lin Qiulu was truly surprised and admired by the challenges Qin Yifan faced every day. It seemed that he just fished by the lake every day, but he could still contend with such a monster. At this moment, Qin Yifan's mood was no longer useful.

To describe it in terms of shock and admiration, it is simply a bit shocking and respectful.

Being so far away and still feeling such a powerful aura, I believe that the only consequence of practicing Kung Fu here is that I will immediately become obsessed. I have never seen red light before, which can only explain one thing, that little bit I am proud of.

The small achievement was simply the result of the source of evil in the lake deliberately releasing water. To my detriment, I thought I had been able to slowly restrain the evil spirit here.

There had never been a moment when Lin Qiulu was so introspective about herself. While feeling the aura shrouded in red light that ordinary people could feel, she looked at herself and at the same time looked at the unmoving figure in the lake. In the distance.

So far away, the figure looked so small, but in Lin Qiulu's mind, it was taller than any figure she had seen before.

He is just a martial arts practitioner. He has no guidance from any ascetics, no help from anyone, and no panacea. He just relies on acupuncture to heal his injuries. Faced with such pressure, he doesn't know how long he has been able to hold on like this.

No matter who he is, even if he is just a martial arts practitioner who is vulgar in the eyes of monks, he deserves respect.

Fortunately, it was only daytime. Although the red light could be seen clearly from Lin Qiulu, it could not be seen from the inn. It did not attract the attention of the villagers, and the village was still very peaceful.

Almost an hour later, from another direction down the mountain, a black figure suddenly rose into the sky, and then slowly fell. But when it reached the ground, it ducked and fled away from the lake.

Lin Qiulu could clearly see that it was the infernal corpse. She probably had no choice but to leave her place of residence because she could not withstand such a strong and evil aura underground.

Lin Qiulu has never seen her again since she knew that everyone's disappearance was caused by the Inferi. She knew this very well that the Inferi was not hostile to Qin Yifan. As for how Qin Yifan arranged the Inferi, she didn't care. Now

It seems that Qin Yifan just let her stay where she was. This Yin corpse is special, and it actually knows how to express gratitude.

Lin Qiulu didn't know much about the relationship between the Yin Corpse and Qin Yifan. She didn't know much about this evil and sinister technique that she regarded as treacherous, and she didn't know much about the Yin Corpse, otherwise it wouldn't have appeared.

Qin Yifan thought that by burying him, he would be put to rest and Lin Qiulu had no objection.

But Lin Qiulu didn't expect the Yin Corpse to be able to endure such a long time underground. When no one here can use magical powers, only the Yin Corpse can use them without hesitation, and the method of controlling corpses requires absorbing the evil spirit of Yin.

, the Inferi can naturally do it too.

But after all, it was still unable to withstand the pressure that exceeded the limit, and even the Yin Corpse was forced up from the ground. The Yin Corpse itself is the body of the Yin Evil. So how strong must be the pressure Qin Yifan in the lake must bear? Lin Qiulu can no longer

I dare to imagine how Qin Yifan could endure such pressure? I don't know when I will have such a strong will as Qin Yifan.

After escaping for a distance, Lin Qiulu saw the Inferi from a distance and stopped. Just like herself, she faced the lake and watched from a distance.

The color in the lake has not diminished at all, which shows that the pressure has not decreased. There is no movement on the lake. Sometimes Lin Qiulu even wonders if Qin Yifan has already passed out in the lake and cannot move, so he is so motionless?

Impatience, this emotion had not appeared in Lin Qiulu for an unknown period of time, and now she experienced it once again. There was still no movement from Qin Yifan in the lake, which made Lin Qiulu feel more and more confused.

Concern leads to chaos. Lin Qiulu didn't know how to describe her feelings. Maybe it was just her sense of responsibility as a guard, and she was worried when she saw her master's family in danger but could do nothing.

It was getting late, but the red light still did not subside. Instead, it became more and more obvious against the backdrop of the night. However, the strange thing was that it seemed to be limited to the lake surface and the ground dozens of feet away from the lake. The other places were completely normal.

Finally, the red light on the lake slowly began to fade, and finally slowly retracted into the lake. Qin Yifan's figure in the water moved slowly, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and then began to slowly move towards the shore.

Swim over.

Lin Qiulu's tense heartstrings relaxed instantly, and a relaxed smile appeared on her face. Then, no matter it was now or at night, she was still at the top of the mountain. She let go of her speed and climbed down the mountain. She wanted to go over and see if Qin Yifan was there.

He was really safe and managed to survive under such pressure.

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