Chapter 110: One Word Town?
The body of words and spirits is an extremely rare special physique, since the closure of the gate of heaven, there are only four recorded bodies of words and spirits in the Gulan Great World, and it seems that this Jingxi monk is the fifth person.
When this kind of physique is cultivated to a low level and cannot be well controlled, there is often a situation of "good spirits but not bad spirits", so it is commonly known as a crow's mouth.
However, with the improvement of cultivation and the complete awakening of the physique, under the control of the mind, the words that come out, whether good or bad, can come true.
However, all of this must be based on cultivation, such as the current Jingxi, if he wants to "say death" to the god cultivator, at the moment when the words are spoken, he himself will explode and die due to the backlash, even in the face of Gu Xizhan, he can only suppress the other party, but cannot kill him with a word.
That's the power of language.
In a word, it is a prophecy!
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"Whew, whew......", the wheezing slowly became heavy, and the skin and flesh next to the wound on his left leg were already a little cold, Gu Xizhan was holding the sword, and his knuckles were pale as if he was about to poke out the skin.
Jing Xi was also uncomfortable, his brows were tightened, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and his dark face was also a little pale, trying to calm this person was much more difficult than he expected......
"Click...... Click......", the sound of staggered bones became louder, Gu Xizhan gritted her teeth, and under the huge pressure, she slowly straightened her body, her seemingly fragile spine was as straight as a sword, she slowly raised her head and looked at the void.
"Poof!", suddenly, a trace of blood appeared on her neck, as if a switch was turned on, and then the crackling sound was endless, and the smell of blood in the air became even stronger, and the skin around Gu Xizhan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cracked one after another.
In just a moment, there were hundreds of large and small blood cuts on her body, which looked extremely miserable. Sweat mixed with blood flowed into her eyes, and slowly trickled down from the corners of her eyes, pulling a long mark on her face.
She blinked her eyes with some effort, forcing the sweat out, and her right eye was bloody.
"Ahem......", her throat was a little itchy, she coughed a few times, tried to calm her breathing, her right hand gripped the hilt of the sword more firmly, and then slowly raised the sword very slowly, like a dying old man.
Her right arm was trembling, and the sword body trembled violently, as if she was about to get out of her hand in the next moment, and there was no panic on her face, but she kept tightening her fingers, allowing the lines on the hilt of the sword to penetrate deep into her palm, and there was a crack on the back of her hand, without a trace of intact skin.
Although it was slow, the long sword was still raised inch by inch, until, the tip of the sword was pointing directly at the monk's nose, and Gu Xizhan had blood in his eyes, as well as a sword.
With her movements, Jing Xi's face became more and more pale, the Buddhist beads in her hands collided violently, making a sound of Jin Ge intersecting, and when he was pointed at by the tip of the sword, he trembled, and red blood snaked down from the corners of his lips and dripped onto the dark yellow monk's robe.
Sweat almost soaked his clothes, the treasure light on Jing Xi's body flickered, and thin cracks began to appear in the phantom of the old monk behind him......
"Huh, ......", when the white bones that could be seen on the back of his right hand, Gu Xizhan exhaled lightly, the sword had stopped trembling, and pointed at Jingxi steadily.
The pressure on his body has not yet faded, but there are already signs of instability.
She suddenly chuckled, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her voice was hoarse, but there was a pride that could not be underestimated, "Your Buddha can't cross me, and you can't stop me!"
"Boom!", thunder!
(More in the afternoon, or more in the evening.) )