I didn't dare to take a breath the whole night. At some point, the wind and rain became sticky, as if mixed with the smell of blood.
Then the entire river became turbulent, and he flew into the air as the boat was carried by the river, as if it turned into a tsunami and was about to submerge the entire city.
He seemed to have turned into a monster and became the master of the river. Wherever he saw a living person, he would flow over and wrap that person into the river.
At some point, the entire river turned blood red, like a... dragon!
"Uh huh~" Yang Xiao gasped loudly and woke up.
Outside the cabin, the faint sunlight shines down, like a blessing from the sun.
The drizzle stopped without knowing when, and everything seemed to have become quiet.
Yang Xiao quickly regained his senses from the confusion, and Yang Xiao completely woke up.
But that strange dream seemed to be imprinted in his mind at this moment, making him particularly uncomfortable.
He quickly climbed up from the cabin and looked towards the shore. The shore was not submerged. It was all just a dream.
But as his perspective moved downwards, he saw the small river in the city, which was full of red and emitting a disturbing smell of blood.
And at this time, the whole city was exuding a disturbing silence, without even a bird's cry.
Feeling uneasy, Yang Xiao quickly came to the shore and escaped from the bloody river that was completely dyed red. However, he also found a lot of blood stains on the shore. There were many battles here last night, but he didn't hear it.
Suddenly, Yang Xiao entered that confused state again. Did he really stay up most of the night last night?
Did the 'zombie' really leave?
With some fear, Yang Xiao carefully explored the surroundings. There was no one in the house, as if there was no one alive except him in the entire city.
Fear was accumulating, and Yang Xiao had the urge to shout loudly, but his remaining reason firmly locked him in, preventing him from doing such a stupid thing.
Everything seems to have stopped, but in fact it has not. There are still unknown dangers wandering in the city.
But as Yang Xiao calmed down, another kind of fear rose in his mind. Why on earth did he know that all this was not over.
It seemed that he had suddenly gained some kind of 'knowing' ability, and could instinctively know information about some things in this city.
Not daring to stay where he was, Yang Xiao walked all the way towards the place where the shouting of murder occurred last night. He wanted to find out what happened last night.
It's just a matter of robbing martial arts. Why would such a horrible thing happen? It's weird and desperate, turning the whole city into an empty city.
Soon, he arrived at the place where he heard the sound last night and found that although there were blood stains here, there was no body.
There are still many broken walls, and it seems that what was fought last night was not human beings, but some wild monsters.
However, Yang Xiao had some expectations about this.
After all, according to Master, fighting between innate warriors is like a natural disaster.
"Could it be that there was a fight between innate warriors last night?" Yang Xiao thought of this, and the fear in his heart diminished a lot.
Although it possesses powerful power, the target is ultimately human beings, who have reason and conform to human behavior patterns.
As long as there are no unknown ghosts or monsters, then the fear will be reduced by more than half.
However, just when the fear subsided, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Yang Xiao's ankle, making his whole body tremble.
Only then did he realize that the ground beneath his feet had melted a lot, and a person was emerging from it.
"Take me away, a great terror has occurred in this city!"
Yang Xiao's mind, which had gradually calmed down, became excited again.
Yang Xiao took him to a private house, and after finding some water and food, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, this person told Yang Xiao something.
He is a Qianhu member of the Cheng'en tribe among the three military tribes of the imperial court, and his surname is Kang.
Yang Xiao still knows a little about the Cheng'en Department. Over the years, the Cheng'en Department has been staffed by distinguished personnel, and sons inherit their father's legacy from generation to generation.
Because the title was bestowed by the emperor and received the emperor's favor, it was called the Department of Acceptance.
Last night, many people really fought over He Qingsong and the Zen secret book in his hand.
However, halfway through the battle, something strange happened.
Lu Wuming, the top master of the Cheng'en tribe who was killed in a deadly battle with He Qingsong, was resurrected.
"How is it possible for the dead to be resurrected?" Yang Xiao couldn't help being surprised and immediately retorted.
"No, it's possible." Kang Qianhu said calmly, but seeing his hand tightly grasping the edge of the table and gradually pulling it into powder, he was not so calm.
"Most of the martial arts we practice come from the 'Secret Records of Immortality'. The Secret Records of Immortality can really make you immortal." When Kang Qianhu talked about immortality, his tone was extremely scary.
"It's just that this kind of immortality seems to be a big problem." Yang Xiao also immediately discovered the problem at this time and said.
"Indeed." Kang Qianhu nodded: "After all, it is not a complete secret record of immortality."
"Half of the Immortal Secret Record is in the hands of the demons and half is in the hands of the imperial court. And in the headquarters of our Cheng'en Department, there are seven pages of the Immortal Secret Record given by His Majesty."
"The Huangquan Death Land Sutra passed down in my family was obtained by my ancestors after reading three pages." When talking about his family's inheritance, Kang Qianhu's expression became particularly enthusiastic.
"It is said that when you reach the highest level, you can use yellow spring soil to plant an immortal tree, making yourself invincible and immortal."
"It's a pity that no one has ever really reached that point!" Kang Qianhu's expression changed from enthusiasm to fear: "But now, the immortal tree seeds in my body have sprouted!
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"You know what? It sprouted!
Kang Qianhu suddenly grabbed Yang Xiao and said in horror: "It was never me who was immortal, but it!"
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"Ah!" Yang Xiao felt as if his shoulder was about to be crushed. The pain caused him to temporarily lose his ability to think. He struggled to escape from Kang Qianhu's hands.
If this continues, he may be crushed to death by Kang Qianhu.
However, suddenly, Yang Xiao was let go by Kang Qianhu.
He opened his eyes and looked at Kang Qianhu, and found that Kang Qianhu suddenly drew a knife and cut his chest, causing a large amount of blood to flow out.
But there was no fear on Kang Qianhu's face. Instead, he reached directly into the breach and pulled out his heart.
The huge force crushed the heart, and a sprouting seed was spreading its roots in the heart.
Kang Qianhu was looking at him with a strange expression, which seemed to be pity and pleading.
Yang Xiao sensed something was wrong and wanted to run away, but his shoulders were crushed and the pain made him lose his balance and he couldn't escape at all.
I could only watch Kang Qianhu getting closer and closer, and then stuffed the sprouting tree seed into his mouth.
The tree seed seemed to be a living thing, burrowing directly into the depths from the mouth.
The pain made Yang Xiao feel that the world in front of him had become distorted.
Everything is changing, and the world seems to have shed its skin, becoming so weird and yet so real.
Yes, the world is obviously different from the world we see in daily life, but at this moment, it all seems so real.
At this time, a piece of "Huangquan Death Land Sutra" appeared in Yang Xiao's mind.
When I first read this scripture, it was just ordinary martial arts. Although it was very sophisticated, it only surpassed the Black Wind Fist he practiced at the upper level.
But these words were reorganized in his mind, and they seemed to be the same as before, but every word and deed expounded some kind of power called 'real life'.
However, just as he was gradually getting addicted to it, a dragon roar suddenly came from his mind.
Then a bloody dragon god appeared in his mind.
This bloody dragon god is made up of words all over his body, and the sum of these words can produce a mysterious skill called "Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Technique".
"Isn't this the name of He Qingsong's sect?" Yang Xiao's name instinctively appeared in Yang Xiao's mind.
And as the name emerged, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was a middle-aged man with his hands and feet cut off, and a pamphlet in his severed hand attracted everyone's attention.
Among the crowd, Yang Xiao even saw the figure of his master, the Black Wind Fist punter.
Obviously, this was the scene last night when everyone besieged He Qingsong and snatched the Zen secret records.
He Qingsong lost and had his hands and feet cut off.
However, he finally found a way to survive. He jumped into the city's inland river and then became alienated.
Just as Kang Qianhu's martial arts had become alienated, He Qingsong suddenly reached the highest level that was originally impossible to practice.
His whole body melted and turned into blood and water, and then his inner strength merged with the river water, reaching the highest state of the Tiger Roar and Dragon Chant Technique - transforming into a dragon.
At night, he suddenly dreamed of many visions, which were actually the dragon soul, the carrier of the highest level of He Qingsong's martial arts, entering his body.
Like Kang Qianhu, although they have reached the highest level of cultivation, they don't seem to want the highest level of skill, so they gave all its carriers to Yang Xiao.
But now the seeds of the immortal tree and the dragon soul are fighting for the body together, and the contents of the two secret records are all displayed in Yang Xiao's mind.
One side comes from the Tantric Records of the Immortal Sect, and the other side comes from the Tantric Records of the Dragon Elephant Sect.
There are too many conflicts between the two secret records. This conflict made Yang Xiao's whole body seem to be torn apart.
At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly thanked his not-so-high understanding. In fact, he did not fully understand the two secret records, but only understood some partial aspects. Otherwise, it would not be the current split, but the whole person would explode.
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It was at this moment that the footsteps of the 'zombie' sounded again, and the two forces in Yang Xiao's mind stopped at the same time.