Chapter Twenty-Four: Colorful Clouds

He Xiu was repeatedly chased and killed by Xiao Daoren, which made him hate even more in his heart, coupled with the fact that the whereabouts of the three bodies of Anu were unknown, the nameless fire in his heart surged into his heart, and his eyes were already red at this moment.

"Sword thorn!"

With a burst of shouts, he ran and stabbed towards Xiao Daoren's throat, and as a red sword got closer and closer in Xiao Daoren's pupils, it collided with another rapidly flying red sword.

"Brother He's subordinates are merciful!"

Sha Jiannan waved his long sword and appeared in He Xiu's field of vision, "Brother He, please spare his life for the sake of the elder brother's face!"

He Xiu pointed his sword at Xiao Daoren's throat and said heavily, "Give me a reason!"

Sha Jiannan blocked Xiao Daoren behind him and threw the long sword to the ground, "Brother He, do you think, if you kill Guo Gongzi's family teacher, then can you still find the bodies of those three people?"

"Someday he'll hand it over!" He Xiu was still on his guard, he didn't want to be hit hard when someone else said soft words like last time.

"Yes, I believe that Brother He, you have that strength, what if He'er stops you from killing him?" Sha Jiannan said the purpose of coming here.

When He Xiu heard what Guan Zhihe meant, he couldn't help but be a little shaken in his heart, but he still asked the reason;

Sha Jiannan said quickly, "He'er saw Xiao Daoren's killing intent today, so after returning home, she immediately asked me to chase after you, just because I was afraid that you would make a mistake, or Xiao Daoren would make a mistake, so that the misunderstanding with the Guo family would get deeper and deeper, and she didn't want to see you hurt in any way, did you understand the last sentence?"

Sha Jiannan changed his breath, his eyes fluttered and looked at He Xiu who was holding the long sword, He Xiu slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, the long sword fell to the ground, and said coldly, "Xiao Daoren, my He Xiu's life is waiting for you to take it at any time." ”

"Wait. Sha Jiannan picked up the long sword and walked over to He Xiu, "This is the sword that He'er asked me to hand over to you, I don't need to say it, you also know what it means, haha." ”

He Xiu's eyes moved, two lines of tears rolled down, he took the sword cautiously, and made a gesture to Sha Jiannan, without saying a word, he strode away.

When he returned to the Hidden Mountain, it was already late at night, He Xiu pillowed his head on the sword, closed his eyes, recalled Guan Zhihe's glances, and fell asleep with sweet sleepiness.

In the morning, when the dog barked, he got up and practiced bouncing, or according to the method of the last time, and practiced until the sun was three poles.

After hastily filling his stomach, he meditated cross-legged, reciting the mental method left by the old man in his heart, taking a deep breath of oxygen, closing his mouth and nose, and a warm current flowed from his lower abdomen to his kidneys.

As a result, when the warm current passed through the stomach, he was deflated and shook his head secretly, thinking of a way to overcome not exhaling out.

He Xiu thought to himself in his heart, and thought of a way to plug his mouth and nose with a strip of cloth, but when he thought about it, he still couldn't control his hand to pick it up, and then he thought of tying himself up, and holding his breath by blocking his mouth and nose, and then thought about it carefully, this is the most dangerous method, if he can't untie the rope when he is in a hurry, won't he be suffocated to death......

There is a bay of shallow water in the split hole of the double horned spirit leopard, and it is perfect to practice breath-holding in the water, but the only worry is that the cub will find out.

After careful consideration, He Xiu decided to give it a try, after all, it was the best place to go.

He Xiu was impatient, and quickly walked through the familiar woods, according to the method of the last detection, nested in a hidden position, learned the roar of the leader of the double spirit leopard, and after confirming that there were no dangerous factors, he hunched his waist and sneaked in.

This time, in order to be more safe, He Xiu took off his shoes, tried his best not to make any sound, and when he walked to the hole, he waited for half a moment before entering the hole.

He Xiu took off his clothes, put the sword where he could reach it as soon as he stretched out his hand, took a deep breath, and dived into the water.

He Xiu let his body float in the shallow water, silently reciting the mantra in his heart, and a warm current in his abdomen flowed to the kidneys, and as the warm current passed through the large intestine, the warm current became slightly scorching, He Xiu wondered in his heart, why the first few warm currents flowed from the outside of the large intestine, but the warm current into the water ran into the inside of the large intestine, and it became a burning feeling.

These two changes made He Xiu can't help but have doubts about the method of the previous exercises, as the scorching warm current flowed to the lowest level of the stomach, the heart and lungs came with a burst feeling, and immediately kicked his legs upward, after the head drilled out of the horizontal plane, the warm current of burning sensation in the abdomen slowly flowed down, until it turned back to the original warm flu, until the warm current disappeared in the abdomen.

After resting on the shore for half a moment, He Xiu became extremely curious about this shallow water, took the sword, and began to dive to the deepest depth.

As the depth of the dive deepened, He Xiu felt that the space on both sides was narrower, and when he wanted to turn around to breathe, he found that his body could not be twisted, and suddenly his heart was uneasy, his mouth couldn't help but open, and a stream of fresh water rushed into his lungs, He Xiu began to struggle, and gradually felt that his body was sucked by a swirl and began to move forward, and the speed of the swirl became faster and faster, and the bell on his neck had a buzzing sound that he had never had.

He Xiu also had a familiar picture in his mind at this time, as if he couldn't remember when he lived in the picture.

As the buzzing of the bell became more and more compact, the speed of the swirl reached the point where He Xiu was almost about to faint, and the space became narrower and narrower, until his body was stuck at the exit of the circular stone cave.

At this time, He Xiu's head had already stretched out, and he began to breathe heavily, and when he came to his senses, he saw that he was on a cliff of Baizhang, and below was the turbulent river, which was out of sight.

He Xiu was secretly glad that he didn't fall, but he felt that his buttocks were stabbed by a sharp weapon, and as his body struggled forward, the water pressure blocked by his body also reached its peak, and he felt that his body was chiseled by a sledgehammer, and he flew down with the moment.

I don't know how long my body fell in the air, and the moment I fell into the river, my head lost consciousness and was knocked unconscious.

After He Xiu woke up, he found that he had been washed to the source of the river, and the sword was also washed here, and after slowly getting up, he saw that there were clouds and mist around him, and hundreds of trees that he couldn't name were all luxuriant, and the trunks were thick and broad, all the way through the clouds.

At this moment, the picture he saw in front of him was completely consistent with the hallucinatory picture that appeared in the whirlpool, and He Xiu's hairs all over his body stood up, and goosebumps couldn't fall off as if they were stuck to his body.

He Xiu waved the sword in his hand to clear the clouds, squinted his eyes and cautiously probed forward, the green grass under his feet felt as soft as touching the fluff of a cat or dog.

Walking further, there was a refreshing fragrance from the tip of his nose, which made He Xiu unable to bear to take another breath, and after the sword waved away the thicker clouds, a seven-colored cloud with colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple was the size of a carriage, hanging under a towering ancient tree, the seven colors were dazzling, and the folds were shining, He Xiu's eyes narrowed even tighter, and he didn't have time to look at the ancient tree, and walked straight to the colorful clouds.

At this moment, the bell on his neck began to shake with a deafening buzzing sound, He Xiu suddenly felt strange, and wanted to step forward to watch it, and slowly only a sword away from the colorful clouds, He Xiu stopped, and a mortal skeleton fell into his eye socket and fell in his heart.

He Xiu couldn't help but be shocked, and retreated again and again, the buzzing of the bell disappeared, and it no longer trembled, he tried to poke the colorful clouds with his sword, but the colorful clouds did not react in the slightest.

He Xiu looked around in a panic, and after making sure that there were no foreign objects around, he raised his courage and carefully observed the skeleton, he saw that this was the skeleton of an adult, maintaining a cross-legged posture, the skull was nodding, and he couldn't help but think of folk myths and legends in his heart.

He Xiu grabbed his ears and remembered many mythological stories that his grandfather had told him, but he had never heard this scene in front of him.

Based on the facts in front of him, He Xiu secretly asserted to himself, could it be that the bones in front of me are the golden bodies left by mortals after becoming immortals?

Putting away his doubts, He Xiu threw the sword on the ground, stretched out his hands, and touched the colorful clouds tremblingly, feeling like touching a marshmallow.

He Xiu put his nose in front of him, smelled a damp fragrance, in order to find out, he stuffed his whole head into it, and suddenly felt that his head seemed to be stretched into the water, and his lungs were choked by water, so he quickly stretched out his head and coughed, and a stream of fresh water flowed out of his nostrils.

He Xiu shook his mind in his heart, and actually wanted to move this colorful cloud back to Prayer Rain Village, so that it could bestow a heavy rain and moisten his hometown that had been forgotten by God for sixteen years.