"Hunting? Or is this a more appropriate statement," Yan San also nodded frequently and smiled.

The group laughed and laughed, and then came to the col that the savages pointed to, and their expressions gradually became solemn, and their movements became hidden, and a hunting talent made them very good at concealing their tracks with the help of the natural environment. Seeing that these wild men suddenly disappeared, Old Xiao Tou and Yan San glanced at each other, and they seemed to see a hint of hope in each other's eyes.

"Sometimes, when people are chasing higher civilizations, they often lose their most authentic ability, such as this way of harmonizing with nature, which is what we lack," Lao Xiao Tou said with emotion.

"That's right, if our spell army attack can also do this, then it will definitely be invincible," Yan San also said with a gleam of concern.

"It's a pity that we can't return to that state of mind, and naturally we can't fight like them, maybe this is the price of civilization," Old Xiao Tou shook his head again.

While the two were talking, the wildlings had completed their counterattack on the hillside, only to see that the stronghold of another group of wildlings had been occupied, and some of them were still tied up and carried on their shoulders.

"They wouldn't want to make it into food, would they?" Seeing this scene, Yan San didn't have a lot of nausea, especially when he remembered that he had eaten meat in the tribe a few days ago, he felt nauseous.

"It's impossible, they have a fixed hunting area, they shouldn't be so hungry and thirsty to eat their own kind," Lao Xiao said so, but in his heart he was beating a drum vigorously, secretly thinking, could it be that Lao Tzu really ate human flesh? Fortunately, their fears were quickly dispelled by the savages, who had taken them to make them slaves and to do heavy physical labor.

Speaking of this, Bai Bingyan bowed slightly: "Now you shouldn't worry about what you ate last night?" ”。

When Yan San heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly covered his cheeks with his hands and said with a smile: "I didn't suspect them before, this is just a casual question."

"Hehe, I'm joking with you, if it weren't for the wild man who took the initiative to explain it to me, I would also suspect that they had something unspeakable" Bai Bingyan was reluctant to persecute Yan San too much, after all, he was also Lao Xiaotou's closest brother.

"Hehe" Yan San grinned when he heard this, he also knew that this was Bai Bingyan taking the initiative to resolve the embarrassment for himself.

After a few days of getting along, Yan San already knew this cold-looking woman very well, and found that under her iceberg-like appearance, there was a very gentle heart. Especially when she looked at Lao Xiaotou, it seemed to bring a wave of spring water ripples.

Xiao Heishan was stunned, not knowing where he was, surrounded by blood-red crystals, and some of the refracted illusory shadows hung in front of him like ghosts. Xiao Heishan also seemed to turn into a shadow floating in the air at this time, he looked around blankly, and his heart was helpless. He wanted to retrieve his memories, but no matter how much he tried to break his head, he felt nothing.

But he knew exactly who he was, but he couldn't remember why he was here. His figure is fluttering, like a lonely ghost, has I already gone down to the underworld? Xiao Heishan couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and sighed helplessly. The scenes here really reminded him of the underworld, and only the underworld would be so weird.

Xiao Heishan floated forward in the air, and more and more shadows like him around him passed past him. It's just that they don't seem to have any cheeks, as if they are headless ghosts. Seeing them, Xiao Heishan couldn't help but touch the corners of his forehead, but fortunately, the touch was still there, and Xiao Heishan was relieved. But he was even more confused, not knowing what he was going to do, where to go?

Do you really want to become a lonely ghost and wander here forever? Xiao Heishan really can't describe the loneliness and sense of loss in his heart. He could only continue to drift with the flow, and now he was not floating on his own, but with the fountain of blood and his heart. No matter where you go, it's the same, because where the heart is home, and where there is no heart, there is nowhere to go.

Gradually, Xiao Heishan seemed to have become numb, and he was completely adapted to his own wandering life like a lonely ghost, in this situation, he had no pursuit, no goal, and his heart was peaceful, as if he had gone through all the vicissitudes of life, and he was dead to everything. He had no interest in observing the headless ghosts, and the blood-colored crystals that were gradually complex and shrinking around him, and now his divine consciousness was almost in a state of some kind of stillness, until the depths of his pupils overflowed, and he suddenly stood up, and said with a bewildered expression, "Return to the master, I want to return to the master."

Xiao Heishan didn't know how this idea came about, as long as this idea was born, it seemed to be rooted in his mind and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't know where his master was, but he obsessively held on to this thought, as if under this lonely ghost-like lifestyle, he suddenly found his goal in life, he no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, he struggled towards the sky, towards all those places, he wanted to break through this bloody world, return to his own world, he still had an obsession unfinished.

From this moment on, there was one less lonely ghost in the blood-colored world, and one more person who wanted to break through the blood spirit world all day long. He tried countless ways to break through, but in the end, he was stopped by the powerful blood-colored barrier.

Xiao Heishan's thoughts froze, and he was also thinking about the experience gained from impacting the blood-colored enchantment during this period of time. It seemed that he could not break through this barrier with his own strength, so he began to try to find tools, and the first thing he targeted was the blood crystal, but unfortunately with the power of his lonely soul, he could not move the blood crystal at all, so he began to ponder those headless ghosts.

It's just that those ghosts are formless and can't be used as tools at all, but he still tries hard, and after a few more failures, he finally has a way to trap a few headless ghosts, and he surrounds them in a circle with blood-colored mist, so the headless ghosts can only be circled together by him.

What can be done with these headless ghosts? Xiao Heishan was depressed in his heart, he could circle it, but he couldn't command them to push the blood crystal. Xiao Heishan thought for a long time, and finally found a way, he cultivated the blood-colored mist into a channel, a passage that only headless ghosts can penetrate, and the other end of the passage is where the blood crystal is, if they want to get out, they must push the blood crystal, as long as the layers of blood mist channels are cultivated, then the blood crystal will be raised little by little, until it can break through the blood realm. This is indeed an unimaginably large project, but to Xiao Heishan, a lonely ghost, it seems so simple and interesting, after all, doing some things has brought him an endless sense of fulfillment in his lonely life.

It seems that this thing itself has changed the living conditions of his lonely ghost.

So Xiao Heishan began to build all kinds of blood mist passages non-stop, they were piled up layer by layer like a ladder, until the blood crystal was pushed to meet the sky, Xiao Heishan opened the last passage, and then tens of thousands of headless ghosts rushed to the blood crystal The extremely shocking picture was staged at this time.

The blood crystal was impacted by the headless ghost, and finally began to bombard the blood realm, once, twice, three times, after hundreds of times, the barrier collapsed into a blood-red, and then the clouds seemed to be broken, and a ray of blood-colored sunlight fell in the sky, shining on Xiao Heishan's warm body, he stared at the beautiful sky, slightly distracted. He really couldn't remember whether his previous world was like this. He couldn't tell the difference now. He just relied on a sense of it, followed the direction of his heart, and continued to drift towards the vast sky.

Coming to this more vast and clear world, Xiao Heishan seemed to have recovered something, especially when he saw the high Song ridge and the clear river, they seemed to be what he remembered, but the memories were blurred, and he could only judge by his inner perception.

Outside the fountain of blood.

The two ghost guards stared at the blood, and one of the ghosts sighed: "I didn't expect the new master's talent to be so high, and he broke through to the Killing Realm so quickly, but it seems that he has a lot of shackles in his heart, and it is difficult to get out of the conflict."

Another ghost also said: "The real cage is no longer outside, but inside, if it is not for his own inability to break through the heart tribulation, no one can trap him."

Through the dark eyes of the two of them, the bloody light resurfaced on Xiao Heishan's cheeks again, and he seemed to be thinking about the same question. Is this a prison, or is it my own state of mind? After only a short period of confusion, Xiao Heishan stopped thinking, and he strode towards the familiar Zhongshan peak opposite. The mountain peak is high into the clouds, very majestic, like a straight sharp blade, Xiao Heishan is extremely familiar with this, so familiar that he can almost easily know every position and mountain path of this mountain, is this the world he has been living in? But Xiao Heishan felt a trace of sadness in his heart. It was as if he was going to foreshadow something bad to come.

When Xiao Heishan climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw a small village, which was full of people, some old and some young, all of them showed a simple face, and they all cast affectionate eyes towards Xiao Heishan, and some people stepped forward to greet him. However, these people's skin is blood-red, is it possible that people outside are like this, blood-red complexion? Xiao Heishan frowned, deeply confused. He looked down at himself again, and realized that he had no body, so how did they see him?

All the confusion seemed to haunt him like a spell, and Xiao Heishan finally did not enter the village, but continued to climb higher and meditate cross-legged under a big tree. He wanted to straighten it all out completely, figure out what it was, and whether those people were real or fake.

The warm wind, the birds that drew their silhouettes in the sky, and the babbling streams below the mountain meant that all this was all very familiar and very real. Xiao Heishan has never been able to integrate into it, isn't all this real?

Just as Xiao Heishan was helpless, he saw a feather seed floating in front of him, which happened to be stuck by two rocks, and then it lost its freedom. Xiao Heishan originally wanted to help it, but as soon as he remembered that his location was most likely a mirage, he no longer stepped forward, but continued to meditate on his knees.

Time passed imperceptibly, and the seeds stuck in the stone crevice also withered due to the feathers and fell into the crack, all of which Xiao Heishan just looked at coldly. A few more days passed, and it rained on the mountain, and the rain penetrated Xiao Heishan's body, like a silver rosary falling to the ground. It also pooled into a stream of water that flowed into the narrow crevices, irrigating the young shoots that had just broken through the soil. Yes, the seed sprouted, and although the narrow crevice was very dry and unsuitable for him to grow, he grew tenaciously. It wasn't until it pushed open the narrow gap and poked a larger branch into Xiao Heishan's side that Xiao Heishan seemed to see through something, and suddenly looked up at the blood-colored sky, whether you are true or not, I will sprout like this seed, until my world is broken, that is my own world.

At this time, Xiao Heishan seemed to have found some kind of strength, no longer thinking about what is true and what is false, he only needs to work hard to be a seed waiting to germinate. So he began to walk into the mountain village, as if one of them was integrated into it, every day he would go to the sweet blood stone, and also soak in the spiritual spring on the left side of the rock wall, it seemed that these were the two most important things in their lives. They then returned to the village and began to live a simple life.

Xiao Heishan also imitated them, sweet bloodstone, soaking in the spiritual spring, day after day, gradually he seemed to gain a new body, the same blood-red body as them, and the same blue eyes as them.

Until this time, he Xiao Heishan seemed to be alive, as if he had a real perception. No longer a lonely ghost.

However, Xiao Heishan still felt that he didn't seem to have something to recover, he didn't repeat that life like those people, when he had this blood-colored body, he took the initiative to leave the mountain villa, came to the highest peak, and he rushed towards the sky again. This time, he seemed to have broken through some of his blood, but he was pressed back again.

Sure enough, there is an enchantment.

Compared with before, Xiao Heishan already had some counterattack power, but he still couldn't break through this firmament barrier. He then returned to the village, trying to convince the villagers to join him in the assault on the Blood Realm. But they had no interest in it, and even tied it up and burned it as a heretic.

Xiao Heishan ran out of the village after some more fighting, but he didn't give up, he had to use these bloody villagers to fight against the enchantment. So he began to observe these villagers again, until he grasped their daily rules and habits, Xiao Heishan took control of their daily sweets and bloodstones, as well as a spiritual spring, and used this to coerce them to help him open the blood realm.

The simple villagers were angry at first, and finally they were forced to die under the threat of death, but they still agreed to Xiao Heishan.

When the scene of thousands of bloody people standing on the mountain peak and rushing towards the sky in unison was unfolded, Xiao Heishan saw an incomparably magnificent scene. I saw that the blood-colored shock wave was like a tornado breaking through the clouds to the sky.

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