Chapter Seventy-Five: The Night Journey of the Yin God II
The Shadow Comes Out of the Shell...... I have to say, it's a wonderful feeling!!
What a human eye sees with the naked eye is the outer world, what is seen with the inner vision of the soul is the inner world of the human body, and what is seen by looking at the world with the soul out of the shell is the "inside" world.
The "inside" of all things!
The high-rollers who fell asleep on the ground one by one, the figure of each person caught Zhang Yuan's eyes, they were all composed of skeletons and organs, especially the heart in the chest, which was even more fiery.
Looking at the ruined temple again, his gaze penetrated the rammed earth on the outside, and looked directly at the bamboo and wood inside, and even the ant nests and reptiles inside were clearly visible.
Zhang Yuan tried to move the soul with a step, and just had such an idea, before he could put it into action, the spirit floated out of the distance......
Looking back, the ruined temple was already a hundred meters away!
"No wonder it is said that the yang god travels thousands of miles a day and can travel the world freely, I am afraid it is all modest words...... Yin souls have such speed, let alone yang gods?"
"However, the strength of my divine soul is not comparable to that of ordinary mages, so it's time to give it a try!"
Glancing back at the ruined temple, thinking that there were few people in the world who could hurt the body of the holy monk, Zhang Yuan swept away with confidence.
The cool breeze mixed with the rain was blowing in his face, but the body of the yin soul did not feel it at all, but the qi that filled the sky and the earth made him feel a feeling of unbearable coldness, as if he had turned back into a frail mortal, blowing a biting cold wind outside the winter ground.
In such a state, the spell cannot mobilize the qi and blood of the physical body to nourish the soul, and can only rely on the support of the essence. Fortunately, Zhang Yuan has experienced the training of Huangquan, and the strength of the Yin Soul is extraordinary, which is enough for him to support for a long time.
At this moment, the thunderclouds were thick, and Zhang Yuan did not dare to fly high...... He had a hunch: if he was struck by lightning, no matter how deep his background was, the end would be gone!!
Along the way, it passed through the forest and water, and swept like the wind. Zhang Yuan used his True Qi Light Skill and the power of his physical body to merge into one, and the limit was one step and three zhang away, but the speed of the Yin Soul was more than ten times!!
This feeling of freedom from the shackles of the flesh is unprecedented, like the wind galloping, which is hearty! Even the mountain peaks that block the front can pass through, but at the cost of the consumption of the soul is several times that of usual!
The larger and thicker the object penetrates, the more the Yin consumes more!
In just over an hour, Zhang Yuan has returned to the town of Udon next to the Bilan River, overlooking this small city from a height of more than ten feet.
Suddenly, a firelight came into view, and it seemed to be...... Feng Siniang's home.
At this time, Feng Siniang, who was dressed in a strong suit, held an iron spear, and rushed left and right surrounded by dozens of big men with steel knives, stabbing many people, but this girl had not experienced actual combat after all, and there were more and more blood marks on her body......
However, behind her is her dying grandfather, and the ancestral house that has ignited a skyrocketing fire!
"Kill you!!"
Feng Siniang shouted angrily, mustered up the last remaining strength, and swept out with a shot, but was randomly blocked by a leading big man, snatched her iron spear with one hand, and locked her throat with the other.
"Hahahaha, how about you play with you, can't you have a good time?
"Enough fun, call it a day!Take her back, the young master will do the rest, haha!"
In the desperate and resentful gaze of the fisherwoman, the laughter became more and more obscene and proud.
"Chief, what about this old man?" asked one of the thugs.
The leading man waved his hand casually, "Throw it into the fire, and save the effort of burial." ”
"Yes. ”
"You dare to ??!!" Feng Siniang's voice was hoarse, almost crazy.
"Huh!" the big man pinched her chin and said funny, "I don't dare? What can you do to me?
"I'm going to kill you...... Kill you ....... The woman's voice was low and powerful, and she looked at each other with hatred.
At this time, a familiar and muffled voice came from her ear: As you wish.
"Huh......?" the big man was about to laugh, when suddenly a large stream of black blood gushed out of his mouth, and even his eyes, nose, and ears also gushed blood, which was extremely terrifying.
"This ...... I...... I....... Before he could say three words, the big man stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and fell straight to the ground, his eyes still frightened and confused.
"Boss?"
"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Stinky woman, what's wrong with your eldest brother?"
A group of thugs shouted and quickly approached, and at this moment, suddenly the wind blew fiercely, and the figures under the firelight suddenly twisted like ghosts......
"Ahhh......h There's a ghost!!"
"What??what is this??"
However, no one was spared, one by one inexplicably bleeding from the seven orifices, struggling and convulsing to death in the shadow of the ghost.
Zhang Yuan's yin spirits rushed into the flesh of these people one after another, and they didn't even need to be driven by the Fa, just with the power of impact, they rushed these weak spirits to pieces, and even controlled a few people with a little spare time, so that they couldn't help but run into the burning fire house, and turned into burning people in horror and screams......
Of the thirty-seven thugs, none survived.
Feng Siniang, who has never been afraid of life and death, this brave woman is finally a little scared, people are always afraid of the unknown and the incomprehensible.
The invisible and colorless ghost slowly approached, and a gust of yin wind blew over, Zhang Yuan looked at the fisherman girl face to face, but only saw the other party's empty and blank eyes.
Feng Siniang seemed to hear a soft sigh, and her heart was stunned.
One old and one young, just stayed in front of the blazing ancestral house all night.
After falling asleep, Feng Siniang, who was full of misery, had a long dream, she dreamed that the man she was thinking of was teaching her to practice swords, he became stern and strong, but she was even more willing.
Just when she woke up and felt that a dream was a dream after all, suddenly, there was a sound of movement behind her, and when she looked back, her only relative who had been bedridden for more than ten years stood up tremblingly and was looking at her with an inexplicable face.
Grandfather!
Feng Siniang threw away the reluctance in her dream and hurriedly ran to support her...... Then she heard a shocking news spread throughout the village.
Udon Town, Huangju people's house. The little family in this place was crazy all over the house overnight, smashing and beating in the house, whether it was the head of the family or the new imperial examination person, they all became unreasonable madmen.
In the future, after Feng Siniang turned the swordsmanship in her dream into real killing moves one by one, and struggled for her life countless times in the future upheaval with her cultivation, she finally believed that it was all given by her man.
Even when she passed away and the people in the rivers and lakes were getting old, she still firmly believed in this - her Feng Siniang's man was absolutely extraordinary, and one day, he would fall from the sky and save himself from fire and water.