Li Wuchen's right hand flashed, and the white jade belt flashed with a faint light, and a small purple talisman appeared in his hand, which was a small object made by the old Taoist priest to play with him, and it was not lethal, but the whole person was first-class, so it was kept in the belt, but it was forgotten.

Pinched the talisman and made a dow finger, and the purple electric light condensed on the fingertips.

'Go!'

As Li Wuchen shouted, the lightning shot out quickly and landed on the surface of the lake, and suddenly the entire lake surface turned into a purple ocean, and the arcs converged, and the crackling sound was endless.

Desolate Spirit's eyes flashed, but he still didn't let go, and said, "Then since you say that you are an immortal, can you help me cure my mother's illness?"

The hostess of the deserted mansion has been ill since three years ago, very abruptly, and has invited countless famous doctors to come but is helpless, and has been getting thinner and thinner in the past three years, if there is no way, I am afraid that he will die soon.

"No problem. ”

Without any hesitation, Li Wuchen agreed, and this major is completely compatible.

"Really?"

The desolate spirit looked suspicious, and the other party agreed too quickly, which made her feel a little unreliable.

"I studied under the doctor's door, so it's true. ”

Li Wuchen's eyes were clear, shining against the starry sky.

The two looked at each other for a long time, the desolate spirit groaned for a long time, bit his lower lip lightly, and finally went downstairs and slowly pushed the pavilion door open.

It was a breeze that swept her pale yellow dress, and the moonlight sprinkled it, and it was a little delicate and sickly.

"Let's go. ”

The desolate spirit walked up to Li Wuchen, and when the words fell, he was about to take him to her mother's residence, but was pulled by Li Wuchen.

She was stunned, her body trembled a little, in fact, she still didn't trust Li Wuchen, but her mother's safety made her leave her life and death behind.

"I can't touch the living, so I need you to come. ”

Li Wuchen spoke softly, as Zhou Gong said at the beginning, he is now between reality and illusion, even if he has the heart, he is powerless.

Seeing that he didn't act otherwise, the desolate spirit was a little calm, frowned, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I can't do it!"

"Don't worry!"

Li Wuchen patted her fragrant shoulder and comforted, "You go and get a set of silver needles, and when my finger is, you will put the needle." ”

Hearing what Li Wuchen said, although the desolate spirit still had doubts, it seemed that it could only be like this for now, and immediately went to the housekeeper to ask for a set of silver needles, and then led Li Wuchen to her mother's residence in the backyard.

The backyard was heavily guarded, and almost every ten paces along the way, you could see a guard with a sword at his waist.

"When my mother fell ill, my father didn't want anyone to disturb me, so he arranged these nursing homes to keep outsiders from approaching. ”

The desolate spirit entered smoothly, and with little hindrance, it reached the door of the deepest bedroom.

"Is Ling'er here?"

The voice inside was very weak and difficult to hear.

The desolate spirit replied softly and pushed the door in.

In front of her was a middle-aged woman, with yellow hair, a withered face, as dry and thin as firewood, and only a pair of skin and bones remained.

"Mother!"

Although it wasn't the first time he had seen his mother, Arrai couldn't help but sob, and knelt down beside her bed.

"I'm fine, I should be able to survive your wedding. ”

The woman stretched out her right hand with great difficulty, caressing the desolate cheek, with a faint smile on her face, and her uneven eyes, which were sunken into the sockets, also shone with love.

"Mother, I brought the immortals to save you. ”

The desolate spirit wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and hurriedly turned around, only to find Li Wuchen behind him, staring at his mother as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Teach me how to do it. ”

Puzzled at any time, she still shouted at Li Wuchen.

Li Wuchen shook his head, did not speak, and slowly took off the peachwood sword he was carrying and aimed it at the woman.

"Ling'er, since the Taoist chief is embarrassed, then forget it, anyway, I won't live long. ”

The woman chuckled and nodded to Li Wuchen as she spoke.

"Didn't you say you had great powers, why couldn't you save my mother?"

The desolate spirit who was angry in his heart subconsciously ignored the fact that his mother could also see Li Wuchen, and instead shouted at him.

"She's not sick!"

Li Wuchen frowned and said to the desolate spirit in a deep voice, what he saw was different from ordinary people, the woman's body was coiled with a huge python, exuding a rotten aura, swallowing the snake letter at him, on each of its scales, there were wailing souls, you can imagine how many people it devoured.

'Turbidity'

It is the name of the giant python in front of him, and Li Wuchen has seen a commentary on the thing in front of him in a miscellaneous treatise in the view of Wuwei.

There is a python in the Huai River, its name is 'turbidity', the body is three zhang long, likes to eat the essence of the human body, and swallows its soul in the scale armor, it is not allowed to live forever, and the person who is entangled by it will die violently within a year.

He still remembered that in the bottom corner of the book, there was a small annotation, and the soul pieces were all over the body, taking off the dragon and transcending the mortal.

And looking at the turbidity in front of him, there is only an inconspicuous scale under the lower abdomen of the body, and there is still a piece of unabsorbed soul.

As long as he devoured this woman again, he would be able to turn into a dragon and hang high for nine days.

"You can see it?"

The woman's eyes widened, for for the first time anyone could see the python beside her, and no one had listened to her before, no matter who had come, they had prescribed some unknown tonic.

"Go and get the white jade gossip mirror on the Sansheng Pavilion, and call more people, I will snatch your mother away as soon as I make a move, and run as far as possible." ”

The turbidity on the opposite side felt Li Wuchen's hostility, and for fear of something happening, he opened his bloody mouth and sucked it violently, and a white light suddenly rose from the woman's body and entered its mouth.

"What the hell is going on?"

The desolate spirit couldn't understand the situation, so he suddenly quit, and began to wonder if Li Wuchen wanted to take the opportunity to transfer him away and eat his mother.

"Hear, chief, go quickly. ”

The woman wailed in pain and shouted to the desolate spirit, and she also felt that the muddy would never let her survive the night.

Seeing her mother's painful appearance, the desolate spirit looked at Li Wuchen who was like a great enemy, gritted her silver teeth, and no longer hesitated to run out quickly, she didn't dare to gamble with her mother's safety.

Seeing the desolate spirit leaving, Li Wuchen did not feel any relief, but his heart began to be heavier, not for anything else, because the turbidity had swallowed up a round of spirit, and began to slowly crawl towards him.

"You hold your breath, I'm going to do it. ”

Li Wuchen took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, smearing it on the body of the sword.

Nourished by the essence blood, the peachwood magic sword began to tremble slightly, and the sound of the Dao sword was endless.

The moonlight in the sky seemed to be pulled and poured down, spilling through the roof tiles and onto the peachwood magic sword.

The silver brilliance enveloped the blade, and some inexplicable avenue rhythm began to circulate on Li Wuchen's body, this was one of the biggest killer skills given to him by the old Taoist priest, the Dao sword of Wuwei Guan.