Time flies by like water, and thousands of bones rot into ashes
After a morning of breath adjustment, Qing Shui and Ouyang Jingsong quickly mastered the method of moving the true energy in the body. Because there is no supplement of spiritual energy, the body's own immortal power and magic power recover slowly, and the little bit generated is immediately eliminated.
The golden energy absorbs, swallows, and replaces it.
Although it was no different from before, Qing Shui still liked the silver one as it looked holy. The golden color made people feel a little tacky. He didn't dare to tell Song Wan about this. He could only comfort himself by saying that this golden energy could swallow up other people.
The energy is not bad.
In the afternoon, Songwan finally woke up and turned around, her face full of joy.
"Master, I have broken through, and I have reached the late stage all at once. If I consolidate a little more, I can probably reach the void realm. Now I am in the late stage of breaking through."
Looking at Apeng who was full of excitement and surprise, Qing Shui thought to himself, is it okay to practice so fast?
If the foundation is not stable, you may encounter big problems in your subsequent practice.
Qing Shui cast a questioning look at Ouyang Jingsong, and Ouyang Jingsong responded with an answer that said, "You can rest assured that there is no problem." This was a reassurance for Qing Shui.
"When you reach the void realm, Wan'er can fly." Song Wan's excitement was written on her young face.
Everyone stayed in the tent for nearly a day and had no intention of continuing. Because this place was too weird, they planned to continue camping here tonight.
Since they had almost rested during the day, they could only stare at each other in the tent at night.
Qing Shui and Ouyang Jingsong have become familiar with the new method of using Qi, and this night was particularly quiet.
Because Qingshui had already set up an enhanced version of the seven-star protective formation outside in advance, and with the help of the power of nature, unless he was familiar with the formation, there was no way he could break through it. No matter how strong manpower was, he could not compete with nature.
Although there are often sounds of ghosts crying and howling outside, it does not affect everyone's mood.
Except for the four-legged snake with humanized worry on its face, everyone else was very busy.
Qing Shui is still holding his book. In front of Song Wan is a braised chicken that he picked up from Shao Xin. Lan Lan is lying comfortably next to him. Ouyang Jing is lying high on a jade pillow, and a pot of Huadiao wine is soon to be seen.
After reaching the bottom, he looked leisurely at the east in a daze.
"There is a beautiful woman in the motherland, peerless and independent. Once you look at the beautiful city, you will look at the beautiful country. Would you rather not know about the beautiful city and the beautiful country? It is difficult to find a beautiful woman..." Unfortunately, the speaker has intention, but the listener has no intention.
Songwan and Apeng were too young. Although Qingshui had lived for hundreds of years, they were all busy practicing. Their life experiences were really pitiful and they didn't understand the love between men and women at all. They only had some affection for Fairy Treading the Snow a hundred years ago.
In Lanlan's eyes, a lowly white fox is more beautiful than what humans call beauties. Regarding this, Ouyang Jingsong can only say that Qingshui and others do not understand the style.
Songwan, who had eaten and drank enough, finally had a good sleep. In her dream, she seemed to see a pair of cold and ruthless eyes staring at her, with scarlet pupils exuding endless killing intent.
Songwan, who was awakened from her sleep, opened the tent's roller blinds. The sky outside seemed to be bright, although it still had the inherent red color.
Going further north is the mountainside. Songwan stared at the top of the mountain quietly. It seemed that something was waiting for her and her group there. Songwan was not afraid. Everything was determined by itself. What she was most afraid of was the people around her.
When the people leave, you will be alone again.
When she turned around and found her master standing indifferently behind her, Song Wan's gloomy thoughts just now were suddenly swept away.
"Master, you're awake"
"Is it dawn yet?"
There was some melancholy in Qing Shui's words, but Song Wan obviously didn't notice it. "Yes."
"Then let's get ready to leave early." After saying that, Qingshui turned around and entered the tent. Songwan saw her master entering, and she didn't want to stay outside alone.
He woke up Apeng, who was still sleeping, but couldn't wake up Ouyang Jingsong.
Song Wan was surprised when she heard her master say, "It's hard for him to just take things as they come." Song Wan turned around and saw her master walking slowly in front of Ouyang Jingsong. With a bang, yesterday's Huadiao wine jar was destroyed.
"Who, who smashed my emperor's wine jar? How brave?" Ouyang Jingsong jumped up high like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.
"We are setting off." Qing Shui's words, neither salty nor bland, awakened Ouyang Jingsong's sweet dream and made Song Wan giggle.
Glancing at the shattered wine jar on the ground with distress, Ouyang Jingsong sighed, packed up the tent and headed north with the others, continuing their journey.
After this transformation, Qing Shui and Ouyang no longer need the jade pendant for body protection. Although Song Wan has transformed the most, she is still young and has little cultivation, so she and Apeng are forced to continue wearing it.
Songwan thought about it, and she didn't know what dangers were waiting for everyone in the future. In order to preserve her strength, she suggested that Master and the others also wear jade pendants. This suggestion was naturally passed. Qingshui has always been obedient to Songwan.
Ouyang Jingsong is obviously the most fearful of life.
There was still a red mist in the sky, Manzhushahua on the ground, and Blood Top trees everywhere. The difference was that some skeletons began to appear in front of them, most of which belonged to cattle and sheep.
"It turns out that all these cattle and sheep died here, not on the mountain." Song Wan is still the most lively, no matter where she goes.
Song Wan knelt down and looked at the dead bones that were not rotten. There were actually white tendons and black fur connected together, but they were not like the bones of ordinary domestic animals. These bones were cold to the touch, a cold that penetrated the human heart, making people feel all over.
uneasy.
Song Wan threw away the cold bones in her hands, and everyone continued to move forward. The fishy smell in the air suddenly became stronger, but no one seemed to notice it.
"Master, it's so eerie here. These bones are still connected to the tendons. Some of them seem alive and can still move."
Qing Shui suddenly felt something was wrong: "It seems alive?"
Qing Shui looked at Song Wan in surprise, "No, get out quickly!" But it was too late.
Lan Lan, who was walking at the end, suddenly roared angrily, and everyone turned around.
The hair on Lanlan's body stood on end. The skeleton of a cow had stood up from the decaying soft red leaves at some point where he was standing. It shook the soil on its body, and the joints in its whole body were rattling as it ran towards Lanlan. It was caught in front of her eyes.
Lanlan ran away as if the scene was stimulating, and an ice peak pierced her past.
The trembling cow's bones actually avoided it, and the ice peaks rubbed its body and shot towards the back.
Niu Gu staggered towards Lan Lan and actually knocked Lan Lan, who was about to hit her hard, flying three to five meters away.
Lanlan's fighting spirit was aroused, and a wave of ice demon energy emitted from her body, whistling towards the cow bones.
The cow seemed to have no thought and didn't even try to hide. It ran directly into the demonic energy. The cow bones, which were thought to be harmless, suddenly stopped when they rushed out more than a meter away. "Crack, click, click..."
"
A breeze blew by, and it drifted away, turning into bone powder.
Is it over like this? Everyone looked at each other in shock.
"No, go back quickly." Only then did everyone remember that their feet were full of withered bones that had not yet decayed. If they could all be resurrected and stood up, then everyone's situation would be in danger.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. After Qing Shui led everyone out of the bone burial area, the dead bones there stood up like puppets. One by one, two by one, the entire red land was slowly turned up and covered.
A coat of white.
Looking at these skeletons, Song Wan's scalp felt numb. "Master, how could this happen?"
"Maybe he has been nourished by Yin energy for too long." Qing Shui frowned.
The way Master frowned was really pleasing to the eye, and he couldn't bear to move his eyes away. Thinking of this, Song Wan's thoughts went thousands of miles away...
Those thoughtless bones moved for a while, raising their heads toward the mountains and roaring like they were summoned.
"Master, what should I do?" Apeng began to worry.
Qing Shui frowned and thought, "Yin things should be most afraid of yang energy. The yin energy here is too strong, and I'm afraid ordinary yang fire won't be able to ignite it. Maybe we can try using Yuanyang True Fire."
"Yuanyang Zhenhuo? You can give it a try, then I'll leave it to you." Ouyang Jingsong said matter-of-factly.
"Grandpa Ouyang is so shameless!" Song Wan narrowed her big eyes.
Being despised by the little girl again, Ouyang looked indifferent, "I'm an evil cultivator, where did that kind of thing come from? I only have magic fire, do you want it? I'm warning you, little girl, don't call me grandpa again, or you'll be out later."
, I sold you!"
There was a noise here, and Qing Shui had already begun to knead the magic formula over there. A small golden flame emerged from Qing Shui's left hand. The surroundings began to heat up rapidly. In an instant, it was already feeling unbearably hot. The flames grew slowly over time.
It slowly turned into a small fireball and was thrown forward by Qing Shui. It was slowly pushed forward under Qing Shui's control.
Perhaps sensing the danger instinctively, those cold bones that had no thought at all actually started to move back. However, they could not catch up with the speed of the clear water, but were overwhelmed by the fire at the first contact, and a crackling sound erupted from the fire.
Ouyang Jingsong took advantage of the situation and opened his sleeves. A whirlwind blew by, and the flames quickly grew stronger. As the fire spread, half an hour later, everyone's eyes had regained clarity.
Looking at the mess in front of me, there is no animal bone anywhere. When the wind blows, the branches of the blood top that have been burned to charcoal turn into powder and scatter down.
Wherever he looked, there was nothing but red soil and black coke, and even the dark red rocks on the surface were exposed to the dim sunlight.