Chapter 0279 The curtain rolls in the rain on the western mountain, and the mist swirls on the torrent
Is the coldness that keeps knocking on the face rain?
Mie Canglan tried to open his eyes a few times, but he felt that his eyelids could not open like a thick curtain. The blood and tears that were clotted on his eyes were deeply tingling, and he tried desperately to break through the darkness in front of him and flowed out happily.
The sound of water gradually sounded in Mie Canglan's ears, and the flowing coolness continued to wash away his body. The blood vessels everywhere were like lines suffocating from dust and sand, but were slowly dissipating by this cold wave.
Come.
"Well..." Mi Canglan worked hard for a long time before he let out a vague moan from his throat. This moan was like a bell and drum that reported the dawn, pulling a trace of energy back into the boy's body.
Just as water gradually boiled and blisters came out, all the feelings returned to Mie Canglan's body, making him stand up high in his chest. At the same time, the water droplets hitting his body and face became clearer.
The sound of breaking, the water droplets as big as beans flowed along the sunken wound of Mie Canglan.
A bright light split the silent darkness, and Mie Canglan felt a sharp pain in his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes. His heavy eyelids were shattering and trembling, and they stood on his eye sockets.
A large area of rain hit Mie Canglan's blood pupils, shattering countless tiny blood clots even more, and flowing out of the corners of his eyes happily. Mie Canglan suddenly felt that he had broken through the cage-like liberation and exhaled a long mouthful of hoarse cold air
, coughed and panted, and returned his hand to try to find the point of focus.
The fingers were immediately cut hard by a rough and hard place, but this injury was nothing to Mie Canglan. He immediately held the ground tightly, stretched his arms left and right to slowly sit up. The bones of his body almost emitted a skeleton.
The clearly audible Kerala sound was like a skin bag containing large pieces of broken bones.
"Um..." Mie Canglan felt the cold and stiff pain, and his whole body was already in full swing. The rain that hit him mercilessly rushed the wound and bursts of convulsing pain inside.
Mie Canglan hugged his arms tightly, gasped and widened his bloody eyes. It took him a long time to pull back his consciousness from the stiffness and pain, and slowly sensed the true energy like a gossip in his body. The cold and heat energy was in the inner Yuan and Tianling
They were flowing weakly, but streams of qi that gradually swelled up were connecting into a straight line, gradually filling Mie Canglan's entire body.
However, this process kept tearing Mie Canglan's wounds all the time. The wounds were no longer bleeding, but they were all covered with iron-blue muscles, and the flesh and blood that were turned out to form a dead-like snow-green color.
Mie Canglan finally calmed down his breathing, shook his head heavily and threw away the large droplets of water, and stood up stumbled. The ground under his feet seemed to be directly hitting his barefoot, and when he stood up, he felt like his whole body was unbalanced.
Mie Canglan narrowed his blood pupils slightly, and the chaotic clouds in his mind were bright and the moon was bright. While he was breathing, he was combed through everything before and after. When the spiritual platform finally came to a bright light, Mie Canglan felt an empty swaying feeling on his right face.
As if countless tiny bloody skins were floating in the wind, they trembled slightly and touched their side face.
The fingers without any force immediately grabbed a piece of residual meat. Mie Canglan was stunned for a moment, but the residual meat had been broken and the last connected gossip was separated from his face. The stiffness and coldness of his body made the pain seem extremely erratic. Mie Cang
Lan continued to reach up, and indeed touched the cracked muscles and broken bones. A round eyeball touched his fingers without any obstruction.
"This..." Mie Canglan moved his lips slightly, and then he felt that half of his lips no longer existed, and all cracked teeth would break up and down at any time.
It seemed that the bloody night scene of the Qinglian Sect, which was just now, whizzed by in my mind again. Mie Canglan moved his body and stomped his feet heavily on the hard ground. His body was almost twitching due to the pain, and Mie Canglan woke up instead.
Come over and look around with panting.
One of the intact blood pupils and the other eye without eyelids were equally cold. Mie Canglan, who had half of the broken face, even more evil spirits of all things, stood coldly in the pouring rain. There was a blurry scene of misty rain, only
You can faintly see the steep broken wall face leaving, sank into the distance like a beast's leaping back.
The blue-gray sky was cloudy, but there was a strange slight holiness in the cloud, as if it spread out to wash away everything. Mie Canglan raised his head and narrowed his bloody eyes, pressing down the strangeness in his heart.
The touch of the touch, looking elsewhere was also hazy.
The heavy rain was like a urging drum, shaking Mie Canglan's body and unable to stand firm. Mie Canglan took a long breath, slowly turning his hand into a palm to try to condense his energy.
The essence of cold and heat energy gathers in the palm of your palm.
With a slight smile, Mie Canglan slapped the ball of energy on his chest with his backhand. The thick scar, which was twisted like a worm, almost immediately tore apart, but the energy rushed straight into his chest and swept away a lot of heat and ice.
The whirlwind of cold shocked all the coagulation that solidified in the chest.
"Cough cough..." Mie Canglan bent over and coughed violently, and staggered unsteadily again. In the hazy mist, Yanyu couldn't see clearly what he bumped into, but was constantly disturbed by the vibration of blood coughing out of his chest.
pace.
He was already a little dizzy and had several new scratches on his body. But Mie Canglan finally spit out all the blood coagulation with a faint corrosive aura, and when he rubbed the corners of his lips, he pulled a trace away.
The broken muscles suddenly hit a cold and broken stone slab on the back.
"Tsk..." In the heavy rain, my whole body was in a state of cold pain, but Mie Canglan was not careful that the stone slab was even more shocking, and it penetrated into his soul and froze his whole body.
He immediately pulled away from his body, turned around and pressed the stone slab, but his eyes gradually moved up, and he could see clearly the entire appearance of the thing in front of him.
It was a blue-gray jade tablet. It was covered by mist and rain, like a solemn human figure, with its sharp and straight outline ruthlessly splitting and shattering countless rainwaters.
The raindrops splashed on Mie Canglan's face, but they couldn't stop him from seeing the four bright red words on it: "Curves rolling up the mountain rain".
The red color looks like solidified blood, or cold rouge, as if it was a masterpiece written by a pen from heaven dipped in blood red.
A strange sense of sacredness deeply hurt Mie Canglan's pupils. He suddenly felt a holy aura contained in every inch of the air tangled in vain, and his unparalleled body of evil spirit was also trembling in the heavy rain.
It emits a cold and staggering blue color like a corpse.
"This breath..." Mie Canglan narrowed his bloody pupils, and his right eye without eyelids immediately felt sore as if he was about to be squeezed out, forcing him to quickly let go of his eyebrows, "It's a bit as elegant as Tianxuan Sect
The energy is purer…”
It was obviously a dark misty rain, but it seemed like a painting of ink dyed with water. As long as the rain stopped, you could see a clear scene.
"'Thousand Mountains and Snow'..." Mie Canglan pushed open the jade monument and slowly moved his body to open his magic eyes. The scorching blood light still had a trace of freedom, and was trying to recover from the weakness of the suppressed body.
This is not a magical illusion, and he cannot detect dangerous murderous aura, but Mie Canglan still tightened the meridians of his body stiffly. His magic eyes were also severely damaged, and his sensing power was not as strong as before, so he could not relax for a moment.
"Find a place that can shelter from the rain, and adjust your breathing first..." Mie Canglan covered his chest. At this time, every time his heart beat, he pulled the flesh and blood all over his body and felt like he was in pain. He looked around and looked around
Even a tree was not seen, and it was washed away everywhere by heavy rain without mercy.
Seeing the winding convergence under his feet, the endless whirlpool of rain water, Mi Canglan suppressed the remaining vibrations in Lingtaizhong, and the deep cunning surged up like instinct. As soon as he concentrated on his spirit, he felt that there was a kind of sensation in this heavy rain.
The indescribable feeling is that the whole body is obviously washed away and the wound is blue and stiff, but a vague sense of unobstructed flows into the whole body.
"Well..." This feeling became more and more obvious. Mie Canglan raised his head and closed his eyes, his whole body was soaked. He simply lifted his heavy clothes and sat on the ground. He didn't care about the rough ground and directly bruised his legs.
Mie Canglan clamped his strange finger shape with his hands, which was his unique magic shape to clear the body of his body. His palms flew up and down and produced a clear sound of qi and force, and clear light lingered in his body like an illusion.
This was the most common breathing regulating in the Qinglian Sect that day. Mie Canglan knew this shape well, and with his own special Dharma fingers, it actually had the effect of self-learning without a teacher.
The Dharma eyes stirred the pain like an infected wound. Suddenly, the light flashed, and the Dharma door opened and stretched into the body. A strange black and red image reflected into the spiritual platform. Mi Canglan could see his energy.
As the flow goes, the blood stasis in the meridians is gradually dissipating.
All of this is in sync with the heavy rain, and the rain infiltration.
"So..." Mie Canglan pressed down with his palms, slowly passing the last stagnant energy into his blood vessels, opened his blood pupils and murmured in a cold voice, "This is indeed not ordinary rain, it actually has it.
It has almost the same effect as the Kirin Marrow...but, where is this?"
Mie Canglan's body finally recovered a little. Although it was not as sharp as the normal situation, it was still enough to make people afraid to move. He stood up, and he couldn't see the road clearly in the mist and rain, only the blood-red one behind him
The four words "Curve the Curtain to Roll the Mountain Rain" are as clear as the flashing pupils.
Mie Canglan stood quietly with his hands behind his back, slowly raised his hand to cover the horrifying ruined right face and smiled bitterly, "I suffered a great loss... I don't know where I am now, and I am like this again, what should I do..."
Before he could make a self-deprecating smile, Mie Canglan felt a trembling tremble under his feet, as if there were surging footsteps coming from far to near. Mie Canglan thrust his shoulders slightly, quickly swept around, but it was
There was no sign of people, but I knew that I could not stand here so generously for people to see.
"I don't know the inside of this place, so be careful in everything!" Mie Canglan gritted his teeth and spit down. Before he could think about it, he turned around and jumped to the top of the jade monument. Fortunately, his body had almost recovered, and his body was like a swallow and he instantly climbed to the height of the jade monument.
The clouds were rolling on the high part of the jade stele, and the thick fog covered everything. Mie Canglan's black robe was firmly covered. He squatted down on the top of the jade stele, but raised his hand and grabbed a thick section of the heavy one.
branches.
A piece of broken water immediately shook off the thick branches and leaves, all sprayed onto Mie Canglan's side face. Mie Canglan subconsciously grabbed the branches and stabilized his body. He looked sideways and could only see it in the rain and fog.
Some trees outlines.
This should be an extremely tall ancient tree, with the scent of the leaves constantly swaying on Mie Canglan's nose. At this moment, he had no time to take care of it, just turned his ears slightly and listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, several sounds of wind sounded, knocking all the raindrops to scatter. Several figures rushed into Mie Canglan's sight at the same time. Ye Xing's clothes tightly wrapped around his strong body, but a circle of cleanness was revealed on the rain hat.
bald head.
The body movements of several people stopped at the same time, and let the heavy rain hit them. Only one person in the middle spoke, and the voice of the young man was still a little tender, "Senior brother, we didn't find anything."