Poinsettia Mei stretched out her hand to support him, her face was flat: "No need to thank you." The progress of practicing kneading cloud palms varies from person to person, considering that your cultivation of "Yun Ji Thirteen Shu" is going well, and kneading cloud palms is of the same origin, there should be no problem. ”

Fu Yunge got up and nodded seriously: "Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely practice diligently and become successful as soon as possible." ”

Poinsettia naturally trusted his determination, bowed her head kindly, and raised her hand to pat his forehead.

Suddenly, a warm air flow passed through the forehead and quickly flowed down the acupuncture point meridians. Fu Yunge was extremely surprised, and when he felt it again, he felt that his sea of qi seemed to have an extra layer of barrier, floating gently.

"Master, why are you doing this?" Fu Yunge also guessed a few points in his heart, and asked sincerely.

Poinsettia smiled. He slowly moved his hand, his face still the same: "The principle of kneading the cloud palm is the most testing of the holding power of the user's qi sea." If you want to resist again, you have to ensure the tenacity of the sea of qi. ”

"This true qi will gradually merge with the sea of qi as you practice. In this way, you will save the time of tempering the sea of qi again, and you will be able to cope with it more easily. ”

The words were sincere, Fu Yunge looked at the master's eyes, and the tip of his nose felt a little sour.

Poinsettia lowered her eyelids and turned half sideways.

"I'll teach you at any time these days. But after a few more days, it may ...... It's time to get busy. He looked at the night sky in the distance, which was obscured by red mist, and his expression gradually sank.

Fu Yunge also looked into the distance. The night was covered in an eerie shade of blood, which looked uncomfortable.

On the other side of the mountains, something big may be happening. And all they can do is to see the trick and face it fearlessly.

The chirp of the evening geese echoed in the mountains, accompanied by the gentle sound of the breeze blowing in the forest. Everything seems to be the same as before, but under the covetousness of blood, it is like the last bit of parting.

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In an instant, a strange and terrifying red mist had spread to every corner of the Nether Heavens. It was like a bud opening and flying, and everything in the Nether Heaven was shrouded in some kind of foreshadowing red veil.

The people everywhere did not even notice it until the next day came. The red mist took advantage of the background of the night to render the heavens and the earth, like a mysterious trick that the gods did not know about.

Everything is in the plan of the Nine Shadows, but it seems to be about to leave.

No matter what, the source of everything is only the old eagle mountain that screamed that night. Since then, it has fallen silent, and has silently sent a mist of blood to the farthest reaches of the Nether Heavens.

Here, everything is still dead. Except for the devastation in the bloody darkness, it was as if nothing had happened here.

Except for a light boat, which sailed leisurely along the almost dry swamp in the distance.

The lonely boat lifted lightly, its bow cocked, and the sleeping water was lifted. The ship's visitors frowned, as if they were amazed at what they saw.

It was Xiao Wanhu, and according to the route said by the shadow remains, he finally rushed over.

As he got closer, he could already sense that something was not right. It wasn't until he rounded the gorge and finally saw the old eagle mountain that glowed red, that he was able to truly confirm his previous judgment.

The black haze was heavy, and at this moment, it was already mixed with blood-colored red mist, like a bloodthirsty giant mouth in the far sky. The wind was gusting, and Xiao Wanhu's clothes were quite thin, and he shivered against him.

Xiao Wan Hu drove away the internal strength to keep out the cold, such a strange situation here, he had to take a serious look.

The bow of the ship quickly entered the shallow-bottomed sandy shore, followed by a series of crackling and cracking sounds. Xiao Wanhu jumped down, looked down at the bottom of the boat, and found that the bow of the boat just now was shattered, and all it was some white bones.

Xiao Wanhu's stomach swelled, and he really didn't see much of such an unappetizing scene.

Suddenly thinking of the sand under his feet, most of which were buried in such things, he quickly jumped up and jumped onto a rock in disgust.

Turning his head to look, he was able to take a closer look at the place.

Not far away, there is a mountain beam that is broken at the waist. Half of the fallen mountain was lying across the swamp, littered with gravel, and the mud seemed to be soaked in some rotten white bones, which were already gray and yellow.

Whether in the water or on the ground, he was full of life, and there was no green life.

He suppressed the nausea in his heart and leaned towards the mire over there. Sure enough, there wasn't even a maggot on the rotting bones. All living things, as if they had disappeared overnight here.

The blood mist was the thickest here, but through the mist, Xiao Wanhu realized that the bottom of the swamp was still densely covered with living blood vessels.

Because it is also bright red, Xiao Wanhu thought it was the reflection of water. But now it seems that he did underestimate the horror of this place.

The veins in the water were dense and trembling faintly. Everything was like a silk thread with a source, and finally converged into one, condensing into the red mountain in the distance.

Xiao Wanhu followed the guidance of the bloodline, frowning and looking at the height.

Red light from the broken hole. emitted, and the red mist around its secretion can also be seen. It seems that the entrance of the cave is very irregular, and it should have undergone some kind of explosion like the surrounding mountains, but the damage is not large, and if you look closely, you can vaguely see a solidified formation suspended at the entrance of the cave.

The floating red mist made him feel a little uncomfortable. It was as if the heavens and the earth were covered with the desire to kill, as if the devil had sounded the death knell of the end times.

Devil...... Devil!

Suddenly, Xiao Wanhu noticed the chirp that had been looming in her ears. The sound is not very loud but it hits the heart, like a lifeless evening drum and morning bell, but it is extremely poignant and full of resentment.

The yin in his voice gave him goosebumps, and he took a few steps back, but it didn't do much.

If you look closely, the kind of cry is more inclined to the cry of a person. It was a heart-rending chant from the bottom of my heart.

Although the sound can be heard, it is not easy to distinguish it carefully. The sound is indeed not loud, but the tone contained in it is very complex, at least ...... Mixed with the voices of tens of millions of people, right?

Xiao Wanhu felt unwell again, both physically and psychologically.

That bastard of the shadow bones actually wanted to crawl to that kind of place to donate blood. Such a heartbreaking scene, are you being a fool? Isn't every scene of this with a capital "try and die"?

Although he doesn't have to get along with money, his life is more valuable. Compared to his becoming a debt collector, he still prefers his current appearance.

"Tsk...... Just run for nothing. Deflated calf, I want to yin Laozi. After thinking about it, he still turned back to the boat stupidly, muttering, "This hatred, the gold hanger has written down." ”

Dial the penny and sail the boat, Xiao Wanhu doesn't want to stay here for a moment. But just as he propped up the oars, he noticed that the wood of the planks had been corroded a lot.

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