Spring One Volume 09 Thousand Miles Bell Ringing

Caught Wang Yu, the woman couldn't hide her smile, the Yuan Chi in her body was constantly getting strength, just as she had always done to the passing Zhou Shi, to seize other people's Qi to contribute to her own Yuan Chi.

The woman laughed silently, how lucky she was to be able to learn the technique of returning to the Yuan, enjoy such a shortcut, and capture a tonic like Wang Yu.

Returning to the Yuan is like capturing enemy soldiers and building a city for yourself, that is, seizing other people's Qi and turning it into a tonic to strengthen the Yuan Chi itself.

After entering the caster's body, it was first suppressed by the caster's Qi, and then captured and stored in the caster's heart and spirit cauldron, through months of digestion, so that the Yuan Chi could be maintained during cultivation, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

Wang Yu felt that his scalp was tightly grasped by a hand, and the Qi in Shenjing rushed wildly, the sky was spinning in front of him, and his ears gradually couldn't hear any sound, but his mouth was still stubbornly muttering: "What are you kidding, there is only one head left, and I still want to be eaten?"

Last year, the scenes before being beheaded resurfaced in my mind.

Qi was taken away by others, Wang Yu closed his eyes weakly, everything fell into darkness, and then a crisp cracking sound sounded, as if the lock had been knocked off, and the closed eyes opened again.

His eyes were full of flames that he didn't want to fall prey, and the ruthlessness to bite back even if he had only one head left.

The woman suddenly felt that the Qi contained in her body was difficult to suppress, like an untamable mire, blocking her meridians, colliding with her Qi current, and interfering with the cooperation between the three parts of Yuanchi.

Immediately afterwards, the whole body shook slightly, the soul was like a blunt blow, the limbs twitched twice, and unconsciously let go of the hand that grabbed Wang Yu, Wang Yu floated in the air faintly, looking at the woman blankly.

The woman asked in a trembling voice, "You...... Is it a human or a ghost?"

Wang Yu couldn't answer, and the woman asked herself: "There is only one head left, and it is still braving...... Almost dead, almost alive. ”

The Qi flow of the whole body was completely out of order like a flood, gushing out of the Yuan Chi on its own, rampage between the meridians, Wang Yu's Qi persuaded all the Qi who were still awake and had not become the nourishment of other people's Yuan Chi, and awakened the 'thoughts' contained in these Qi.

Although these thoughts from different Shenjing have been broken, some of them only have one breath left, if there is no new outsider like Wang Yu's Qi, it may be completely cheap for the woman's Yuanchi in the next second.

The purple eyes were dyed with fear, and the woman exclaimed, "How, how can it be, it's already like this, and you still want to move?"

She took a few stumbling steps back.

Wang Yu suddenly replied to the woman: "I have experienced the head of the owl and am still alive, even if there is only a trace of the thought left, those Qi do not belong to your Yuanchi." ”

In his eyes, he also regained his brilliance, and his father's words came to mind, and he also said in passing: "As the saying goes, if you don't forget, there will be an echo!"

This sentence seems to have a thousand weights, as soon as Wang Yu spoke, the woman felt that she had been hit by something, and her eyes were dark.

When her eyes saw the light again, what caught the woman's eyes was her body that had fallen to the ground.

Her body fell in front of her, her whole person was still fluttering, this psychedelic reality made the woman at a loss for a while, looking at the light rushing out of her body, she subconsciously touched her body, but found that she had become a virtual body that penetrated through, that is......

"I'm a soul now?"

The woman reached out and picked up a thin belt, and was surprised to find that there was a blue belt around her neck, and the neck of her body was also tied with such a belt, and the two belts were connected by thin threads of the same color, which was the bond and bond between the soul and the body.

The ownerless Qi escaped from the woman's Yuan Chi and shone in the air, like dense fireflies, flying around wantonly.

Shi Tao, whose face was covered with mud and grass clippings, got up, walked back to Wang Yu left and right, pointed to the Qi Tuan flying in the sky and sighed: "Look, this amount, how many Zhou Shi's Qi has she confiscated!"

Looking at Mr. Almost who fell to the ground, Shi Tao was full of doubts: "Why haven't I ever heard the rumors of this killing star in this area?"

After wondering, he saw that Wang Yu was floating again, and asked happily: "Brother, did you pass the second vein of Rendu, and suddenly had a new ability, and sure enough, it was thanks to our ingenuity that I used you to block arrows and trigger your magic skills?"

This guy was actually complacent, Wang Yu said angrily: "I only have one head left, where did I come from?"

Looking at the Qi Tuan flying in the wind like groups of dandelions, Wang Yu secretly thought: Although I don't understand it, I seem to be actually very powerful?

My mind suddenly emptied, and then, there seemed to be a bell ringing in my skull, and after the bell rang, Shenjing was purified, and the mountain in my eyes was no longer a mountain, and the sky was no longer a sky. Under this absurd perception, Wang Yu found that next to the woman who fell to the ground, there seemed to be a vague figure standing, as ethereal as a soul.

Wang Yu didn't know what to say, and was inexplicably scared because he couldn't understand it, and couldn't help shouting: "Shi Tao, let's ...... Let's go, don't worry about this! Nanshi is still injured......"

"Uh, uh-huh! ”

Shi Tao threw Wang Yu into the basket, picked up the flat burden, and ran to Nan Shicai, who was barely standing with a sword, and said "offended", and then could not object, and carried the weak Nan Shicai together with the flat burden.

The Gu worm inflicted by Zhang Chenyuan gave Shi Tao amazing stamina, and he ran towards the sky without looking back.

The woman's soul shouted at Shi Tao's back, "Don't run!

The soul cannot be too far away from the body, and the blue line connecting the necks of the two is only two steps away at the longest.

It was impossible for Shi Tao to hear the cry of his soul, and it didn't take long for him to disappear at the narrow end of the first line of heaven, leaving behind almost Mr. and the dotted Qi Tuan.

The swords fell between the canyons, and they still didn't seem to have recovered the attributes of the magic weapon after losing their restraints, until a stumbling group of Qi touched it, and only then did a sword come back to life, with the first one, and then the second, gradually, most of the swords absorbed the ownerless Qi and regained their vitality.

Their owners have long since disappeared, the first revival sword after thinking, turned around and pointed to the sky, straight into the sky, the rest of the sword saw that there were similar actions, just like following the head of the goose swallow flock, brainlessly followed, this group of strange "geese" across the sky, disappeared into the canyon of the world.

As for where it went, that's another story.

The basket was dim, but Wang Yu saw many distant "visions", he didn't know, the Qingming Shenjing was connected with many invisible roads, and the impulse came to his heart, watching the scene in front of him, and his mind appeared a distant person.

Almost at the same moment, the bell in my head rang in the Shenjing of many people on the mainland.

In the dojo of the Yutai Pavilion, the sound of waving the sword stopped, and He Yanshan wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed down, and explored the strange bell that had just sounded in his mind, and the hot sweat soaked the clothes on his back.

After using the senses, he still found nothing, and the bell did not ring again, maybe it was an illusion?

She tilted her head and muttered, "But why, just feel uneasy?"

If you can't figure it out, then don't solve it for the time being.

She put the wooden sword back in the cloth bag, took a bamboo spear from the weapon rack, and began to practice the big gun in order to dispel this strange feeling.

Until last autumn, she was still unknown, from the battle of fame on the winter solstice last year to the beginning of spring this year, Heyanshan has become famous in the Three Kingdoms, and the big and small figures in the Zhou division of the Zhao, Qi, and Xu Kingdoms have all known the name of this rookie.

In the study of the Song Mansion, a brush that was not grasped firmly fell on the rice paper ugly, and the ink was messy like sewage.

Song Jinglun, the son of Song Xuezhou, the servant of the Criminal Department, blinked his eyes, looked at a piece of writing that could not be completed due to a mistake, and wondered if he had auditory hallucinations due to his initial recovery from a serious illness.

The opening of the book is long and suspicious, and he is afraid that the dragon and snake will go, and he should have written such a word......

He clenched his hand and let it go, looked at the brush that fell on the paper because he didn't grasp it steadily, sat back on the pear blossom wooden chair, touched his temples, and began to wonder about the sound in his head just now, comforting himself: "I was so sick in the past, even if I recovered from a miracle medicine, it is normal to leave some sequelae." ”

Kang Yingyuan, who had just walked through the street of Qizhi, stopped, spread his hands, and said, "Hmm?"

"Is it because the owner of the museum is too hungry? ”

Chen Lingjiang, the eldest disciple of the Xiaozong of the Suishan Sect standing in the lake, was so confused that he almost couldn't stand on the water, and the senior brothers on the shore were shocked.

This kind of low-level mistake has rarely been seen in this disciple who is regarded as the hope of the Xiao Sect.

Xie Haicang, the half-eyed Heavenly Master who returned to his residence, poured some wine into the cup, and smiled and asked God for a cup, "Wang Changzhen, your fourth son, after the head of the sword, is now standing, you can go with confidence, I will guide him well." ”

Then drink it all.

Even if Wang Yu didn't have this idea, probably some people had vaguely felt the feeling that their Shenjing was being peeped at by the high-ranking Shenjing. ”

"Can we do a good job as a mentor?"

"It's not the first time, I've done it three times before I came to this world. ”

"Please, don't remind me of the ruinous past. ”

"It's okay, our Shenjing is a narrow passage for Wang Yu, and it is not exactly a pathway, so it won't hurt him. ”

The whispers and doubts thousands of miles away had nothing to do with Shi Tao, and after running out of the narrow line of heaven, it rained in the sky, at first it was a gentle drizzle, and soon it became a drifting heavy rain.

The people and goods on his body gradually became heavier, and his body began to chill after being soaked in rainwater, and the spring breeze was steep, and his whole body was tingling.

A village faintly appeared in the field of vision, Shi Tao shouted for help, and hurriedly took the wounded who had just left the battlefield, braved the heavy rain, and rushed into the silent village in embarrassment.