After Gan Chen flew into the cave, he slapped a white stone in front of the door, and the boulder that expanded out of thin air blocked the entrance of the cave, it gasped, and without the slightest hesitation, went straight to the stone bed covered with cold air, and sat down in pain, frowned and closed his eyes: "Ren Jiang, when I swallow Xuanyin and finish refining the ghost body, I will go to you again, and we will definitely die for a lifetime." ”

Xuanyin was grabbed by it in the palm of his hand out of thin air, and there was some resistance, but it only turned into a line of thick little fingers, and the two sides were like the tentacles of an earthworm.

As if he was ready, he swallowed the Xuanyin whole into his mouth, making a tempting chewing sound, but after a few breaths, he heard the sound of swallowing his belly, and he pinched it with both hands, and the surrounding aura, including some of the lost Xuanyin breath, was pulled over and kept surrounding his chest.

It pressed one hand to its chest, gritted its teeth, and exhaled a breath of black air.

The black unknown substance that he coughed up was instantly scattered by it, and the aura poured into the wound where the white spear was wounded.

After a while, it gritted its teeth again and let out a painful wail, there were still many broken forces left in its chest, and the tip of the white spear was still slightly exerting force in it, making it shake its figure from time to time and curse bitterly: "General, I am bound to pick your skin and draw your blood, ah, I hate you......"

In the whole cave, there are many broken clay pots, most of which have been bitten by the mouth, leaving some complete waists, and the tables and chairs covered with blue and brown hair seem to have been specially planted with poison, which does not have any great effect from a distance, in fact, it is full of poisonous gas.

One or two black robes that seemed to be for change hung on the wall, dripping black water droplets on them, I don't know what kind of fetish it had, leaving a dented butt mark on the wall, and a few deer beasts that had no breath and were intact.

Its expression was hideous, it opened its vicious eyes and looked around a few times, raised its hand and waved it lightly, and grabbed a dilapidated clay pot, who knew that it was crushed as soon as it was held in its hand, and it coughed angrily, "Fight, Lao Tzu is a ghost cultivator, I haven't seen any big scenes, why don't you die once?"

The black water on the ground was sucked into its mouth, and after quenching its thirst, it pressed its palm hard against the wound that stopped emitting black gas, and a piercing pain spread all over its body, making it can't help but wail, and then gritted its teeth fiercely

tooth, raised his right hand and slapped it on the chest.

With a bang, several of its teeth were shattered, and the tip of the spear that had originally pierced into the back was shot out and pierced into the wall, and the power of the breath leaked directly through the entire mountain, making Li Shuishan, Kuzhu, and the white-haired middle-aged man who was meditating in the air outside all raise their eyebrows.

The person will not be here, just now when he stepped into his mountain cave, he walked up to Li Shuishan, bowed deeply to him, handed him a roll of white paper, which was full of neat fonts, turned around and ran away in the other direction, as for what to do, he didn't know, maybe he could find the answer on the black white paper just given.

Li Shuishan looked at the ethereal aura, a black cloud drifted away in the gray sky, dusted off the dust on his body, and said lightly: "This time the evil turns into good, I don't know if it is good or bad, if it is a virtuous circle, it can help this young man quickly become a strong man who can fight against the people of the Mandate of Heaven, so that he can gather a party; ”

"If you want him to grow quickly, you must let him fight on his own, and the only thing I can help him do is to let him grow on a suitable platform, in the realm, and lay a space for him to look forward to the future. ”

Li Shuishan turned his head to the two of them: "Do you want to go with me to see this so-called ghost mountain?"

The white-haired middle-aged man frowned and shook his head, reminding: "Xiaoyou, let's retreat, I don't know how many ghost mountains there are here, there are extremely ferocious evil ghosts in them, and the inheritance comes from the power of the ancients." Even if it is the strength of the Daohua Realm, I have to weigh it, and I also broke into it by mistake before and saw something that I shouldn't have seen. ”

Kuzhu got up and asked respectfully, "I don't know, what did you see that shouldn't be seen?"

The white-haired middle-aged man was reluctant to recall, but he looked up at the gray sky and said slowly: "Ghost eyes, headless corpses, things that swallow the sky..."

Li Shuishan asked, "The thing that swallows the sky? Why haven't you heard of this thing?"

The white-haired middle-aged man waved his hand, ready to dust off his body and dissipate the bad luck of these days, "The thing that swallows the sky, I saw it in a broken ancient book, and it recorded some of the few appearances, but

Ferocious and powerful beast, if I remember correctly, this thing should be called the Heavenly Remnant, which is different from the ancient tree, the Silkworm. ”

"The sky is broken, there are three white eyes, open the eyes and swallow the aura, close the eyes and fall asleep, grow up day by day, and wait until today, it has become a hundred zhang of murderous creatures, usually look at it is not docile, smooth appearance, when it is hungry, angry, it will be brutal and ferocious. ”

Hearing it say this, Li Shuishan fell into deep thought, after all, it was the dry cicada Taoist sitting in the formation who controlled this body, Li Shuishan's soul fell into a short sleep, as if he was in a dream, everything in the dream was reality, he could hear and see, but he couldn't touch it, as if he was a third party.

Watching other people's words and deeds, it is quite comfortable to say, if you can fluctuate everything in reality without others noticing, then it will become a rumor that you have never seen with your own eyes, this is the strong.

As for how strong it is, the anti-division realm must not be the peak.

There are more realms behind, but he can't reach them, and the immortals he calls may be able to achieve them here, and the path he pursues seems to be becoming more and more substantial.

After all, Li Shuishan is the body of destiny, where he came from, I don't know, where he returns, I don't know, but what he understands is that this journey is what he must experience, and the so-called word 'absolute' returns to mortal dust.

When he walked out of the mountains and seas, he always had to go to the mortal world to see the mountain scenery he longed for, as well as the peaceful life, and the blessing of the Taiping Taiping, but everything was disrupted.

After a short silence, the white-haired middle-aged man was reluctant to say more, bowed to the visitor, and left with sighs and blessings.

He may also encounter that "paradise", see the enthusiasm of the people in the village, and have a second choice of whether or not to step in.

When Li Shuishan walked out, the scarecrow's warning, the dry cicada Taoist people understood very well that the world left by Huang Qingfeng was just a small village, but it carried decades and hundreds of years of friendship here, and they all said that he was dead or did not know where to go.

If you come back one day, this will also be an immortal legend, and the ghosts in the mountains will not dare to step into it.