Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Valley of the Soul
After leaving the Blood Soul Ferry, it was not far from the Soul Washing Valley, and even with Xu Xiaojing's eyesight, he could clearly see the canyon not far away.
"Qing'er, look, the valley in front of you should be the Valley of Soul Washing, let's speed up. Xu Xiaojing said.
Lan Qing looked at the model of the valley that appeared in front of her and nodded.
Now it has been more than a month since they came to the ruins, but the soul washing flower that Qiu Lao asked for, they haven't seen the shadow yet, and the two of them are also a little anxious in their hearts, and now that the soul washing valley is close at hand, the two of them can't help but speed up their pace.
This road is not long, it is not short, the two of them walked for half an hour, and finally entered this soul washing valley.
The two of them continued to go deeper, and found that there was nothing in this Soul Washing Valley, except that the breeze was blowing all the time, which made people feel a little cool, and there was nothing else special about it.
The two of them were deeply puzzled, but after a while, the doubts in their hearts were replaced by surprise. A few feet in front of them bloomed a small flower, the main trunk of which was transparent, and there were two green leaves on the stem, and on top of the green leaf was a snow-white flower. The flower has three petals, and the pale pink stamens in the center emit a brilliant white light.
Xu Xiaojing stepped forward, looked at the flower up close, took a deep breath, only felt that the soul had a feeling of being washed, and sighed secretly: "Is this the so-called soul washing flower?"
Xu Xiaojing took out a jade box and carefully dug out the soul-washing flower and put it in the jade box. Just when Xu Xiaojing put away the jade box, his heart jumped suddenly, and he always felt that something was wrong.
At this time, the Zichen Sword in his body also began to vibrate, Xu Xiaojing didn't think much about it, and immediately summoned the Zichen Sword out, carefully observing the surroundings. Lan Qing also felt something unusual, and the Liang Xia Sword floated out and landed between his hands, leaning back to back with Xu Xiaojing, looking around.
The wind in the valley suddenly became stronger, and what had been a cool breeze just now turned into a howling wind in the blink of an eye, and it became more and more intense. The entire valley showed a state of flying sand and rocks, and Xu Xiaojing and Lan Qing couldn't help but squint their eyes.
If that's all it is, it's fine, but since this Soul Cleansing Valley is listed as an extremely dangerous area alongside the Blood Soul Ferry, how can it be limited to this.
I saw that in Xu Xiaojing's perception, there was a dense ghost-like thing in this howling wind. However, Xu Xiaojing found that these ghosts were all transformed by wind spiritual power.
At this time, a wind spirit suddenly came out of the wind and crashed into Xu Xiaojing with lightning speed. Xu Xiaojing subconsciously set up the Zichen Sword, only to see that the ghost was split in two, and continued to collide with Xu Xiaojing. The wind spirit disappeared into Xu Xiaojing's body the moment it touched Xu Xiaojing's body. Even though Xu Xiaojing's body has become very powerful after being refined by Heavenly Thunder, it is useless at all, and this wind spirit seems to be able to ignore defenses.
Before Xu Xiaojing could react, she saw the wind spirit burrowing into her body. Xu Xiaojing was also shocked, and hurriedly checked her body, but she didn't find the slightest abnormality, but she just felt a little itchy.
Xu Xiaojing felt that this matter was not so simple, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Xu Xiaojing's eyes immediately widened. I saw countless wind spirits surging out of the fierce wind and quickly rushing towards the two of them.
Xu Xiaojing didn't care about anything else, and directly turned around and threw Lan Qing behind him to the ground, holding her whole person in her arms. However, these wind spirits were thousands and pervasive, and they rushed into the bodies of the two in an instant.
The two of them suddenly felt as if their heads had exploded, and a sharp pain of their souls being torn apart came from their minds.
Xu Xiaojing's painful muscles flared up, but she still tightly protected Lan Qing under her, but there were a large number of wind spirits, and Lan Qing still couldn't be spared, making a painful sound.
At this time, the Zichen Sword in Xu Xiaojing's hand was shaking more and more, Xu Xiaojing was now in unbearable pain in his mind, and he couldn't take care of it, as soon as his palm was loosened, the Zichen Sword actually floated on its own.
I saw that the light of the Zichen Sword flashed, and the dark purple thunder and lightning light that was originally emitted gradually faded away, and a faint cyan light appeared instead.
The moment the cyan light appeared, those wind spirits suddenly paused. Then he gave up Xu Xiaojing and Lan Qing in an instant, and frantically rushed towards Zichen Sword, as if he had received some fatal temptation.
Those wind spirits crashed into the Zichen Sword like a fatal one, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and merged into the Zichen Sword.
As the wind spirits increased, the green smoke gradually turned into thick smoke enveloping the Zichen Sword, and the surrounding wind began to slowly become smaller.
With the departure of the wind spirit, Xu Xiaojing felt the stinging pain in her soul gradually disappear, and her mind became sober. At this time, he only felt that he was holding a soft and comfortable ball in his hand, and he even pinched it. But Xu Xiaojing seemed to suddenly think of something, and lowered her head just to meet Lan Qing's angry eyes.
"Not yet. Lan Qing's tone was three points annoyed and seven points shy.
Xu Xiaojing smiled wryly, stretched out her hand and took Lan Qing up, Lan Qing didn't blame Xu Xiaojing, but had some strange feelings in her heart.
At this time, Xu Xiaojing and the two noticed the scene in front of them, and both of them were shocked by this strange scene.
After half a cup of tea, the wind in the valley gradually stopped, and no more wind spirits came out, and the smoke gradually thinned. As the last wisp of green smoke submerged into the Zichen Sword, the Zichen Sword revealed a dark cyan brilliance all over its body.
However, this did not end, I saw the Zichen Sword change from vertical to horizontal, galloping towards a certain place in the valley. When Xu Xiaojing and Lan Qing saw it, they immediately followed, and it was not until the Zichen Sword flew to a stone wall that they stopped.
Xu Xiaojing looked at the stone wall in front of him and found that there was nothing peculiar, and he was wondering why Zichen Sword flew here. I saw that Zi Chen's sword was full of light, and a sword light slashed out, and the stone wall shattered. Behind the stone wall is a cave.
Zi Chenjian flew in directly, and Xu Xiaojing and Lan Qing naturally followed.
When I entered the cave, there was a blue light everywhere I looked, and countless pale cyan spars dotted the top of the cave. In the middle of the cave was a stone pillar, and at the top of the stone pillar was a dark cyan bead floating, and at this moment, the Zichen Sword was floating in front of this bead.
Xu Xiaojing stepped forward and was just about to pick up the bead, only to see the Zichen Sword fly over instantly, and between Xu Xiaojing's index finger, a drop of blood floated out and landed on the bead in front of Xu Xiaojing's eyes.
Suddenly, the entire cave began to shake, and the stone wall at the top of the cave also began to collapse, Xu Xiaojing didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the bead, and took Lan Qing's hand and rushed out, while the Zichen Sword was directly submerged into Xu Xiaojing's body.
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"It's good to run fast, otherwise you would have been buried inside. Looking at the collapsed cave, Xu Xiaojing said with palpitations.
Lan Qing beside her was also a little flustered, patted her chest, and exhaled a few deep breaths.
"What the hell is this bead, that the Zichen Sword can lead to take the initiative to attack?" Xu Xiaojing spread out her palm, but suddenly found that the bead was missing. Xu Xiaojing felt a little unbelievable, she was obviously holding it in her hand just now.
Xu Xiaojing searched all over her body but couldn't find it, thinking that maybe she really lost it.
Xu Xiaojing was a little depressed, but at this moment, he suddenly felt as if there was something more in his head. Xu Xiaojing was startled and thought, "That bead won't run into my head." ”
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible, and immediately looked inward. Sure enough, as Xu Xiaojing expected, at this moment, there was a dark cyan bead lying quietly in his sea of consciousness, which was the same as the one he was holding in his hand just now.
Xu Xiaojing looked at it for a long time and didn't find the specific effect of the bead, but found that the bead would emit two pale cyan aura after a while. One flowed to Xu Xiaojing's divine soul, and the other flowed to Xu Xiaojing's Zichen Sword in the sea of dantian qi.
And with the nourishment of that aura, Xu Xiaojing found that his divine soul had actually grown slightly, although it was undetectable, but it was also terrifying to accumulate over the years.
At this time, the Zichen Sword still appeared with a dark cyan light, showing a saturated state, but there was a faint purple thunder flickering in this dark cyan, as if it was about to rush out and compete with the dark cyan.
Xu Xiaojing only felt that this Zichen Sword was becoming more and more mysterious, but he didn't care about it anymore, because he still had something to do.