He and It

The barrier at the entrance of the cave exudes a faint, flickering light, perfectly blocking the breath inside, and not allowing the ghosts and beasts to discover the slightest clue.

"Huh... it's over," Zhen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "These days, they come more and more frequently..."

He said these words in a low voice, which immediately caused a silence in the low and narrow cave.

Three months ago, Liu Fuguang used the Sunlight Pearl to kill the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator in the mausoleum, and caused a ghost beast general to kill himself. He finally saved the lives of four people, but he fell into a coma and never woke up. According to his previous instructions, the four people first placed him in a magic weapon that could accommodate people, and hurried desperately through the crumbling mausoleum, and finally got out of it.

It's a pity that blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone. The group of people had not recovered from their serious injuries, so they had to send a message to the master first, and then find a safe place to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, before the people sent by the master's sect arrived, all the worlds trembled, and there was only one shrill and terrifying wailing in the world.

——Dragon patrol day, the ghost dragon wakes up!

What happened next, when Meng Xiaotang thinks about it now, is like the hardships and hardships of a lifetime ago.

The ghost dragon carried Xuan Ri on its back, turning the sky into a swollen and rotten paradise. Countless flowing clouds stirred up the dirty blood and piled up into a greasy ball, like huge red naked eyes, pressing heavily from the sky to the ground. Wrapped in blood clouds, a vast army of ghost beasts emerged from those countless red eyes, and instantly flooded the world.

Faced with such a critical situation, they had no choice but to flee in panic. The four of them brought an unconscious Liu Fuguang with them. For some reason, he was as conspicuous as a fire in the dark night, attracting those ghostly beasts to turn into a steady stream of moths. Even though they were all covered in robes that hid their figures, the ghost beasts didn't even see them, but they still rushed in their direction as if they were destined to be pulled by some unknown force.

If they were just ordinary ghost beasts, that would be fine. Lower-level ghost beasts had no words, no purpose, no intentions, and low intelligence. They were just like a blank piece of paper and could easily be deceived. But if it attracts mid-level or high-level ghost beasts, that's not the same thing.

The middle-level ones are like generals of ghost beasts, and the high-level ones are like ghost chi, ghost dragon, and flying kun. They are surrounded by demon cultivators who help the tyrants to do harm. They are just like ghosts looking for people to feed tigers. They are rushing to make plans. Sun Yinian and his team are just fledgling. How can a novice who is at most half a step away from forming an elixir stand up to those sophisticated and vicious evil spirits? Therefore, he hid in Tibet and avoided the dangers and hardships.

The most dangerous time was when they collided head-on with a ghost Kui. There must be wind and rain when the Kui dragon comes in and out, and the same is true for the ghost Kui. The four of them were unable to dodge and were covered in the nasty rain. Gui Kui immediately discovered the trace. It roared like thunder and summoned its two companions who were nearby.

Three high-level ghost beasts, leading minions as numerous as dark clouds, and several demon cultivators accompanying the army, exerted such huge pressure that the four people were instantly squeezed out and their seven orifices spurted blood, like loaches held down by Mount Tai. Can't get away.

Seeing that he was about to die here, Xue Li took action in time and threw out the jade box he had picked up in the mausoleum during the chaos that day.

The white jade is clean and crisp when it hits the ground. The way the box is sealed is obviously the work of a demon cultivator. I don't know what was inside, but it immediately aroused the interest of one of the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators.

When he picked up the jade box, took out the scroll inside, and casually unfolded it to take a look -

The minds of the four people below immediately echoed the warning of a certain demon cultivator in the mausoleum that day: No matter if you touch this painting, whether you touch it or not, the Supreme Being will not tolerate you.

——Sure enough, less than halfway through the scroll, Gui Kui was already roaring with rage! The Nascent Soul demon cultivator was so horrified that he immediately threw the painting away from his hands, but it was too late. Gui Kui could only stretch out his sharp claws, and his mortal body was squeezed into a ball of broken flesh and blood. Even the escaping demon infant was also Unable to escape, he was slapped by a tail and his soul flew out, exploding high in the air.

Immediately, while the ghosts and beasts were scrambling to lift and snatch the scroll, with no time to take care of the gap between them, Sun Yinian whistled, and the four of them quickly changed direction and fled forward at a speed that was almost burning their foundations. Only then did they escape the disaster.

There are ghost beasts everywhere, and the isolation formation set up by the immortals has been raised in the capital of the world, refusing any outsiders to enter. Regardless of ghost beasts or cultivators, they can only continue to wander aimlessly. What's worse is that, mostly due to the unknown content of the picture, the four people's physical appearance is becoming more and more widely spread among ghost beasts and demon cultivators, and they are even more terrifying than wanted felons. Everywhere they go, they can almost hear and see demonic cultivators interrogating monks or mortals who have killed innocent people, forcing them to answer the question "Have you seen these four people passing by?"

Such a comb-like search and the layout of the dragnet may be really blessed by luck. The four people survived one fatal crisis after another without any danger. Finally, they met a casual cultivator named Ji Yao on the road. He actually carried a family-herited magic weapon that could isolate the perception of ghosts and beasts. The five of them got together, and they had a safe place to sleep.

Thinking of the hardships these days, Meng Xiaotang couldn't help but look back at Liu Fuguang.

She performed a water-condensing trick, gathered some water in the stone basin, moistened it with a cloth, and slowly wiped away the dust on Liu Fuguang's face from running around for days.

In the days when he was awake in the past, Liu Fuguang was also very weak, but that weakness was completely covered up by the sparkle and dynamic expression in his eyes. The person in the painting will never be as good as the real person, just because the person in the painting cannot move. .

But now, as he lay here, one could immediately see his astonishing emaciation and loneliness, which seemed to be blown away by a sneeze. Even his belt and bones seemed to be loosened by only a thin handful. Hold it loosely in your hands.

"Brother Fuguang hasn't woken up yet," Meng Xiaotang said sadly, "I gave him medicine, but he couldn't take it..."

Ji Yao was boiling some medicine in a small pot and fanning the wind gently with a broken cattail leaf fan.

The medicine is for them to drink alone. It can delay the ghost dragon's negative sun and the large amount of poison that fills the air.

"Don't worry, little girl," Ji Yao said with a smile. He was a monk in the late stage of foundation building. However, as a casual cultivator, he could not match the disciples of famous sects in terms of understanding and resources. Therefore, his hair turned gray early. The life span of more than two hundred years brought by Ji was obviously about to be exhausted. "Your brother will wake up soon. No one can sleep forever."

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