Chapter 320: Demon Land (4)
It was at this moment of oscillation.
Above Gu Qing's five internal organs, the qi of the five elements actually flowed rapidly, and the majestic vitality descended along the central channel, forcibly tearing apart the acquired qi of the mist in the sea of dantian qi, and blending with the five elements spiritual power that emerged at the right time in the five-colored lotus platform!
His divine soul power also appeared at this time.
The three treasures of spirit and spirit immediately blend together and mingle.
The nine golden lotus seeds above the five-color lotus platform also trembled for a moment, and then they were on top of the five-color lotus platform, swirling around each other.
These nine golden lotus seeds seem to have a tendency to merge in one place, but they are a little bit closer, but they are only wrapped around each other, and they do not merge.
The golden light emitted from it converged into a bunch, shining on the three treasures of Gu Qing's water and milk blending spirit below.
An extreme sense of comfort appeared in Gu Qing's heart.
Originally, he had to spend most of his mind to suppress the five elements spiritual power in his body, so that he would not be sucked out of his body by the strange suction force here, but at this time, the situation had changed.
As this beam of nine golden lotus seeds came out, merged into one, and turned into a beam of golden light that was condensed to the point of being incomprehensible, and landed on the three treasures of his blended essence and spirit, he no longer had to spend half of his mind to suppress the five elements spiritual power in his body and resist the strange suction force in this place.
It's just because a huge adsorption force has appeared on the five-colored lotus platform in his dantian qi sea!
Time passes slowly.
Half an hour has passed.
Gu Qing's figure seemed to be half frozen, his head bowed slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were covered by gray hair, and he stood motionless against the axe.
The hides on his body were soon covered with a layer of snow.
He Qiang and Lin Yun, two teenagers, frequently projected their eyes, with different eyes, and they didn't come forward to disturb them.
Gu Qing condensed his mind and looked inside his body.
His three treasures of essence and spirit, that is, the majestic vitality, the strong spiritual power, and the divine soul power of the implicit Dao base, under this blend, actually made his Dao base, the five-color lotus platform, have undergone a slight change, and in a few moments, it has turned into a lotus flower that is about to bloom!
This lotus flower is hundreds of feet huge, the buds are pale gold, and the lower part is five colors circulating, and its roots seem to be rooted in the void!
The lotus flower has appeared, and Gu Qing's three treasures of essence and spirit, that is, vitality, spiritual power, and divine soul power, are all in the same place.
It was also at this moment that Gu Qing's inner vision came to an abrupt end.
He couldn't use the power of his divine soul, and he seemed to have become a blind man, and he couldn't see the situation in his body clearly.
Gu Qing opened his eyelids with some difficulty, feeling the warmth in his lower abdomen, and his brows couldn't help frowning.
At this time, it was difficult for him to even manipulate this body, as if he had really become an old man who couldn't lift his hands and couldn't resist his shoulders!
A biting cold wind blew, Gu Qing leaned on the figure of the axe, shook it, his trembling hand grasped the axe, and shook the snow on his body.
"Hu ......" felt the chill invading his body, scurrying around in his limbs, Gu Qing only felt that all the power in his body was gone.
Not only that, but even his consciousness became a little blurry, and it was difficult to concentrate at all.
He was about to escape into the stone tablet space, but looking at the wind and snow, and the two teenagers who were cutting down trees not far away, he glanced at the clear sky again, and still pulled out the axe in the snow with difficulty.
It's not enough.
It's a little bit off.
But that's a little bit of a thing, what is it?
Gu Qing concentrated his attention, manipulated this relatively strong body, and swung the axe with difficulty.
Boom!
The axe, instead of slashing at the gap he had cut before, landed two fingers above the gap, cutting a depression, and then with a burst of shock, the axe was thrown high.
Gu Qing's consciousness was already on the edge of the blur, and under his distraction, he almost didn't grasp the handle of the axe, causing the axe to come out of his hand, and finally held it tighter at the moment when the axe was about to take off.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ……
Like a puppet, holding an axe to chop down this strange tree, Gu Qing's eyelids sank uncontrollably, half-closed, as if he was going to fall asleep at any time.
He kept chopping like this for a long time, until there was a click in front of him, like thunder, which made Gu Qing come back to his senses.
I saw that the tree in front of him, which had been cut down by him, fell, and the stubble at the broken place made a click, click, and then the heavy sound of the tree falling to the ground.
Gu Qing shook his head, put down the axe, and glanced around.
Night has fallen, He Qiang, Lin Yun's two little dolls have long been gone, presumably they can't stand the cold after the night falls, and they have returned to the wooden house.
Although it is no longer snowing, the sky is still covered with dark clouds, there are no stars and moons, and the cold wind is more blazing than the day, rolling a large number of snow particles, smashing at Gu Qing with a head and face.
After all, this body is different from the mortal body, the strength is still greater, and it is too fast to cut down a tree in just one day, after all, it is too eye-catching, and tomorrow, it is better to cut down the tree slowly. “
Gu Qing's dim eyes, his gaze flashed slightly, and he looked down at his thin palm that had not given birth to half a blood blister and had grown a callouse.
He lifted the axe and carried it on his shoulder.
Suddenly, a cold feeling appeared on Gu Qing's shoulder.
This axe, full of gloom, can also be called a ghost weapon...... Among the bones containing the axes, it seems that there are indeed the bones of monks. Gu Qing glanced at the axe.
As early as that day, when I entered the wooden house.
Gu Qing could see that in the wooden house, there was a simple evil path formation, and those corpses and bones were scattered and placed in the formation, and they were used to generate death qi and yin qi, and to nourish these half-human tall axes forged from the pure iron of the mortal world when the whole body was formed.
As for the ghost weapon, it is another name for the magic weapon with heavier yin qi, and Gu Qing's desire soul banner can also be called a ghost weapon.
It's just that the ghost path has been in decline for many years, and the title of ghost weapon has basically disappeared in the cultivation world.
This axe is nourished by yin qi and ghost weapons, which is equivalent to a low-grade magic weapon with heavy yin qi, and it is also because of this that it can be used to cut down this hard strange tree. Gu Qing came to the side, clamped the felled tree under his armpit, and carried it to the wooden house.
It's just that if a mortal is infected by the yin qi on the axe for a long time, it is inevitable that his vitality will be damaged...... Na He Qiang and Lin Yun, especially Lin Yun's girl, couldn't last a few months under the daily infection of this yin qi...... That bearded man seems to be a monk too, but his spiritual power has long since been exhausted......"
The tree that Gu Qing was dragging was seven or eight feet tall, with both hands together, and there were not too many leaves in the crown, and there were some purple needle-like leaves here and there, and the whole was not heavy.
It's especially easy to drag it through the snow.
Gu Qing dragged it to the warehouse on the side of the wooden house, and did not remove the branches, but just threw them and piled them on a pile of trees that he had cut down.
He looked at the pile of trees with a purple-black aura: "It's hard to say whether this wood is a third-order spiritual material...... But at least it can be determined that this wood is indeed some kind of spiritual material. “
Gu Qing stretched out his hand and knocked on the body of the tree, and its sound was like a drum.
A black shadow passed through the snow particles flying outside the warehouse and came behind Gu Qing, it was the bearded man.
The bearded man looked at the thin old beggar in front of him, and then at the pile of trees in front of the old beggar, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he gasped.
Could it be that this man is also a monk...... In just over ten days, it is possible to cut down so many such trees...... "The bearded man's gaze turned and landed on Gu Qing's two thin palms, looking at the thin hands without blood blisters and calluses, the surprise in his heart couldn't help but be even worse.
He walked quickly to a hanging beast meat and said with a smile: "Listen to this old man, you practiced martial arts when you were young? Don't hide it from my brother, I also know a little about the martial arts in the mundane world. ”
"I don't know, would you like to have a few drinks with me?" The bearded man first took out a sharp dagger from his waist, cut off about one-fifth of it from the hanging beast meat, held it in his hand, and took out a wine bag in his arms, then turned around and asked Gu Qing.
"Since this brother invited, the old man was disrespectful." Gu Qing hugged his fist at the bearded man and responded.
Using the ready-made dry firewood in the warehouse, a bonfire was raised at the door of the warehouse, and the bearded man roasted the animal meat, sat opposite Gu Qing, and drank wine.
Naturally, the two of them didn't just drink.
After a flattering conversation, they called each other brothers.
The atmosphere grew hotter and hotter as the bonfire steamed.
After the bearded man cut off a large piece of beast meat with a dagger, and handed it to Gu Qing, his abrupt gaze froze, and he looked at Gu Qing burningly.
Gu Qing took the beast meat, nibbled on it without any scruples, and poured a sip of wine along the way.
Then, he glanced at the bearded man, raised his eyebrows, glanced at the left behind him, and asked puzzledly, "Brother Zhao, what's wrong?" Could it be that there is something behind Lin? ”
After the previous conversation, Gu Qing already knew that this bearded man was called 'Zhao Changchuan'.
Of course, this is just the bearded man's self-proclaimed first name.
The cold wind howled, and under the night in the distance, the drifting snow particles gathered and flew, like monsters that could not see clearly.
The bonfire reflected Zhao Changchuan's face flickering, his eyes became more and more weird and sharp, and he asked, "It's all at this time, can it be that Brother Lin still wants to continue to pretend?" ”
"Pretend? What's in it? Gu Qing looked puzzled.
"If Zhao is not mistaken, Brother Lin, there should also be a monk, right?" Zhao Changchuan took a bite of beast meat and said bluntly.
"This ...... Lin had heard the rumors of immortal masters, and had seen several immortal masters, but how could Lin be the immortal master who called the wind and rain and had great magical powers? If Lin is an immortal master, how could he be reduced to here? Gu Qing frowned, his face was full of wry smiles, and he shook his head.
Zhao Changchuan licked his lips and sneered: "If this fellow Daoist wants to hide his identity, he must not do things that mortals can't do, such as using such a thin body, but on the twelfth or thirteenth, he cut down so many third-order spirit trees, for example, he was tired from cutting down trees for a day, but at this time, he was still so energetic......"
Or maybe the palm of the hand has not grown half a blood blister, and has not grown a little hard calloon...... If all this is the case, could it be that this Taoist friend still denies it? I don't know what happened when this Taoist friend sneaked into this place? ”
In the end, Zhao Changchuan was already excited, his eyes were even hotter, and he looked at Gu Qing fixedly.
Since the plan of the Shimen to destroy this demon altar that day, for some reason, it has not been implemented, and Zhao Changchuan, who was a well-known genius disciple in the sect in the past, but had cultivated to the twelfth level of qi refining at the age of thirty, was trapped in this small forest farm.
Come to think of it, that was half a year ago.
Originally.
He was captured by the demons of the demon clan along with many disciples of a small subordinate force of the division, and was escorted by the demons to the altar of the demon race, as the blood food of the demon clan to sacrifice to the great demon heaven.
According to the plan, he was supposed to enter the altar, and then he joined forces with the people in the sect to destroy the altar of the demons here in one fell swoop.
There are more than twenty disciples like him who have been sent to the Demon Altar in various ways.
But who would have thought that he and some of the disciples of the small forces affiliated with the master sect were actually thrown down by the demons of the demon clan at the edge of this altar.
was forcibly escorted to this forest farm to open up wasteland!
After that, Zhao Changchuan's nightmare began.
He looked at the people around him, one by one in this strange place, they were drained of their spiritual power, their cultivation was exhausted, and finally their anger dissipated and they died.
It's just that just two months later, he was the only one who was still alive among the low-level monks and ordinary people who were sent to the forest farm with a total number of more than 100 people.
A white bone turned into a familiar person, by the demon general who is responsible for taking away the spirit wood every month, dug out of the grave dug by Zhao Changchuan, all piled up in the wooden house, and in the simple formation arranged by him, with the death and yin qi of those white bones, those axes made of fine iron are nourished.
All of this deeply stabbed Zhao Changchuan's eyes.
After those people died, the demons sent several groups of people in one after another, but the follow-up groups of people were often only a few, and they were just ordinary people with sound limbs.
And he, Zhao Changchuan, has also become a resident existence in the forest farm on the edge of this altar until now.
The demon general who was responsible for taking away the spirit wood every day had naturally discovered Zhao Changchuan's abnormality a long time ago.
But for some reason, he didn't care.
Zhao Changchuan was also puzzled by this.
He is so abnormal, it stands to reason that the demon clan should have already found out, how could he let it go?
This problem has plagued Zhao Changchuan for several months.
On the second day after Gu Qing, Lin Yun, and He Qiang arrived, Zhao Changchuan suddenly figured out this problem.
There is only one possibility.
That is the demon general in charge of this forest farm, and he is the undercover agent of their Terran monks!
After this thought came to his heart, Zhao Changchuan often magnified and repeated the demon general's extremely subtle behaviors in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.
As for the newcomer of the three, 'Lin Changqing', who performed particularly extraordinary, naturally became another object of Zhao Changchuan's suspicion.
"It seems that it is my Terran monk who is going to counterattack......" Zhao Changchuan thought with tears in his heart.
Gu Qing looked at Zhao Changchuan, whose expression changed again and again, and his eyes became more and more strange.
"Lin thought that Brother Zhao had misunderstood, and Lin was also very tired at this time, but he just thought about Brother Zhao's invitation and did not refuse...... "Gu Qing said with a smile on his face.
"Huh?" The excitement on Zhao Changchuan's face froze.
"I'm going to cut down trees tomorrow, so let's rest early." Gu Qing hugged Zhao Changchuan with a fist, left the wine bag, picked up the frozen axe on the side, shook off the snow on it, and turned around and walked towards the wooden house.
Looking at Gu Qing, whose figure was submerged in the flying snow particles, gradually blurred, Zhao Changchuan opened his mouth.
But he didn't say anything more.
In the cold night, letting the snow particles hit his face, Zhao Changchuan was silent for a long time, sighed, and raised his palm.
I saw that a faint spirit pattern appeared in his palm, and this spirit pattern spread from the palm of his hand to his body, and a bead rose in his palm.
This bead is the size of a dragon's eye, like the appearance of an elixir, the whole body is brown, translucent, once it appears, it suppresses the wind and snow around Zhao Changchuan's body, and freezes the bonfire burning in front of Zhao Changchuan, making the fine snow particles float in the air, motionless.
After taking out this bead, Zhao Changchuan felt the revival spiritual power in his body, took out a jade talisman from under the beard around his neck, and indensed it, and after a while, he sighed again.
"Alas......"
After sighing, Zhao Changchuan stuffed the jade talisman under the beard around his neck, and the bead in his hand sank into his flesh and blood again.
The spiritual power in his body, as the bead returned to the flesh and blood, was also suppressed, and the divine soul power seemed to have disappeared.
The cold wind howled, and the snow particles flew again, like moths, crashing into the bonfire that was rekindled in front of Zhao Changchuan.
Just when Zhao Changchuan put the brown beads.
Gu Qing, who had already walked into the wooden house, looked slightly moved.
He seemed to sense something, and glanced back.
But thinking about himself now, he can't even do his inner vision, his five senses have been weakened to the extreme, and his consciousness is almost unclear.
Gu Qing bypassed the wall with many bones, filled the stove with some firewood, and returned to his room.
The hut is small, but the interior is divided into many rooms by wooden panels.
The room where Gu Qing lived was located in the deepest part of the room, and the layout in the room was very simple, with only a small bed, and on top of this small bed was a bedding that was already moldy, full of stains and bloodstains.
Gu Qing walked into the room, poked the axe aside, turned around and closed the dispensable door, lifted the futon, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.
This small room is only a dozen feet in circumference, and naturally there are no windows.
The snoring of the sturdy young man He Qiang came from next door, accompanied by the cold wind of the call sign outside the house, and there was no silence.
Gu Qing quietly watched the darkness in the room for a while.
Forthwith.
He closed his eyes, and his breathing became smooth and long.
The perception of the day once again surfaced in Gu Qing's heart.
He chewed it over and over again, leaving nothing missing.
After combing it through dozens of times, Gu Qing gained a lot and opened his eyes: "The great joy is what I want, all the scenery on the road, when you look at it, you don't look at it, you don't look at it." “
That's it. “
'Whether it's a false pill or a knot, you don't have to be attached to it...... If the shackles of each realm are born with the obsession in the heart, then there is no attachment, there are no shackles, and everything will naturally come into being. “
Gu Qing's mind turned, and his heart became clearer and clearer.
But in his heart, he still had a feeling that something was missing: 'If you think about it, this practice is simple, but if you don't have any attachment, how can water come naturally?' Let it run its own path, right? “
'Besides, the shackles of the realm, are they really just born at will? “
It is true that in ancient times, there was no realm division during the Qi refining period, and the division of foundation building and knot Dan was divided into three small realms...... But this matter is not necessarily the case, so in the early, middle and late stages of foundation building and knotting, there are also realm shackles? Isn't it also a shackle between each great realm? “
As soon as this thought came, Gu Qing's heart became entangled again.
Pondering, pondering, the night passed in a hurry.
Following.
Gu Qing, who was deeply entangled and couldn't extricate himself, dragged his muddy body and mind again and cut down the tree for a day.
When night fell, he went back to the hut again, sat down on the edge of the bed, and struggled to comprehend.
For seven days in a row, Gu Qing repeated the same.
Gradually, his eyes became more and more unfocused, and his body was also rickety, and his body was full of twilight, as if he had really become an old man who was about to die, and even cutting down trees became weak.
In the past seven days, under Gu Qing's deliberate manipulation, only two trees were cut down.
In addition to cutting down trees and eating meat like a ruthless puppet, he no longer communicates with the two little dolls Lin Wan and He Qiang, or the bearded Zhao Changchuan who seems to have another identity.
Even, in the next few days, even if the three men spoke in his ear, he could hardly hear clearly.
His five senses were like rust, and his consciousness became more and more drowsy.
Seven days later, after nightfall, Gu Qing ate some meat indiscriminately, dragged his heavy body, returned to his room, and was just about to poke the axe aside, when he was knocked down by a punch the size of a sandbag.
Boom!
Gu Qing slammed open the door and fell to the ground, his cloudy eyes were a little sluggish, and his body was pulled back into the room.
The door closed, and two whispers rang out.
"Brother He Qiang, isn't it good for us to do this? This Grandpa Lin, he is not embarrassed for our ......" The little girl Lin Wan's tangled voice was the first to sound in a low voice.
"If this old guy doesn't die, we're going to die." He Qiang was expressionless and looked at Gu Qing on the ground, "Although I don't know, if we don't complete the share of cutting trees, how will we be treated...... But the cruelty of those demons, Sister Lin Yun, should also know a thing or two, I have seen those demons, piercing a bamboo from the lower body into the body of a little girl like you, with intestines and stomach, out of the throat......"
"Don't say it! Don't say it......" Lin Yun's lips turned white, covered his ears, and shrank aside tremblingly.
She seemed to remember some terrible past.
He Qiang pursed his lips secretly, looked at Gu Qing, and picked up the axe that Gu Qing had just put down on the side: "Old guy, don't blame me, I have to live, so you can die with peace of mind, anyway, you old bones, you don't have much to live, just save me and this Lin Yun girl's life!" ”
said.
He Qiang swiped it in his hand, and the axe turned into a black shadow and slashed down.
The sharp blade of the axe, as if with a trace of black gas, slashed through the air.
The wind is breaking!
The axe in He Qiang's hand had already slashed diagonally at the side of Gu Qing's neck!