Chapter Eighty-Eight: Going Their Own Way

Cheng Ziming's words happened to reach Lao Li's heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He hurriedly bowed to Cheng Ziming and said, "Thank you Daoyou for helping along the way." Daoyou is extraordinary, and he will definitely be able to return to the big world safely. Say goodbye to it. ”

Liu Fangfang said with a sad face: "If the souls of several immortal masters are not disgusted, the little girl is naturally willing to lead the way." It's just that ghosts are afraid of the sun. The little girl has lived in the cold lake for a long time, and there is a water mist to protect herself, which can block the sun. However, if the sun is too bright, the mist will weaken. This place is far away from the road to Sanyin, and the sun is about to rise, and Fang Fang may only be able to protect the soul of an immortal master. In this way......"

Hearing this, Lao Litou's expression suddenly dimmed, and he looked down at Xiao Li Tou reluctantly. Xiao Li Tou shook his head solemnly, grabbed Lao Li Tou's arm hard, and looked like he would not let go. Only Gu Siniang still had a blank face, looking indifferent to everything.

Cheng Ziming smiled and said, "Don't worry. There will always be a way. ”

At this time, Xin Yue suddenly spoke: "Li Niang's sister once sent a Yin Wood umbrella, which can safely protect the ghost and block the midday sun. I already have some cultivation, and I can't use this umbrella, so it's better for you grandparents and grandchildren to take it. Liu Fangfang just needs to protect Gu Siniang. After that, Xin Yue handed over a wooden umbrella, and the long handle looked very strong and heavy.

Lao Li Tou was pleasantly surprised, took the wooden umbrella with gratitude, and pulled Xiao Li Tou to kneel down and kowtow together. Xin Yue tried his best to pull the two up.

Liu Fangfang was also relieved, and bowed slightly: "I will definitely live up to the trust of the immortal master, and bring the souls of the three immortal masters to the place of Shanyin in the Ghost King Temple safely." ”

Liu Dali said on the side: "Sister, you are careful in everything. Liniang and I took my father to the town to flee and come back when the situation calmed down. If you want to say goodbye, you can only wait for next year's Qingming and the time for roadside sacrifices. You have to take care. ”

A group of Liu carpenters nodded and said, "Yes, I said that I would rush to the town immediately." It's just that I can't bear to raise Ah Hua and Dabao for many years. ”

"Dad!" Liu Fangfang said angrily: "It's important to escape, where can you take care of the hens and sows at home! You went to town with your brother earlier, and your daughter was more relieved." ”

Cheng Ziming couldn't help laughing, nodded and said: "The soul of livestock is relatively weak, even if it has been nourished by yin qi for many years, it will not leave the body in the middle of the night, so the chaotic scene in the first two nights did not see the ghosts of chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep and other livestock scurrying around. That's a good thing. But now there are two more ghosts in the village, and it is destined that it will not be peaceful tonight.

The reason why the village chief and blacksmith Zhao fell into a coma was because their souls were too strong for their physical bodies to bear. If last night was a nightmare, the two of them would be stuck in a nightmare forever and unable to wake up on their own. They are unable to eat, and their souls are carrying too much yin power, and their bodies will soon fall into failure.

In this way, when night fell and their souls could be separated from their bodies again, the first thing the village chief and blacksmith Zhao did was to absorb the vitality of all the living creatures in the village and use it to nourish their decaying bodies. If you don't evacuate quickly, you won't survive tonight. ”

Li Niang persuaded softly on the side: "The immortal master is right, the village is too dangerous, it is better to leave early." Besides, it's late, and you can't get to town before dark. Besides, these pigs and chickens are not raised to be killed. ”

Carpenter Liu nodded yes. The three of them said goodbye to Liu Fangfang for a while, and finally separated the two roads, Liniang followed Liu carpenter Liu Dali and his son to the town, and Liu Fangfang was responsible for leading the way, leading Gu Siniang, Lao Li Tou and Xiao Li Tou to the Shanyin woodland near the Ghost King Temple.

Those who should go, those who are dead are dead, and only Cheng Ziming, Xin Yue and Tumanzi are left in the area of Hanquan Pavilion. Xin Yue was originally counted as a ghost cultivator, so only Cheng Ziming and the barbarians were considered alive. In this way, the lack of vitality and the spread of dead air, the coldness in the Cold Spring Pavilion could not be dispelled even by the rising sun.

The native barbarian rubbed his hands together and complained: "It's really cold! I said Cheng Daoyou, do you have any strange treasures on you? Why have I never seen you feel cold!"

Cheng Ziming smiled slightly, he was really right by this barbarian. If it weren't for Cheng Ziming wearing warm jade, he would probably be frozen with the barbarians now. Of course, as an immortal cultivator, you can use spiritual power to dispel the cold. However, in this small world where yin qi is strong and spiritual qi is weak, the spiritual power in the body is very precious. Because the consumption of spiritual power in the body is one point, but to replenish it, it is a very difficult thing in the small world where the spiritual energy is thin.

However, the treasures of immortal cultivators are their own privacy, and Cheng Ziming has no intention of showing off, so he only smiled and did not answer the question of the barbarian.

The barbarian has a rough appearance, but his mind is also delicate, and he immediately understood, and arched his hand at Cheng Ziming, and said with a smile: "It's abrupt, you shouldn't ask this kind of question." I went to meditate, I went to meditate. With that, he rubbed his hands together again, found a sunny place, and meditated.

The structure of this cold spring pavilion was originally divided into two layers. The outer layer of the iron pavilion and the inner layer of the wooden pavilion. The iron fence on the iron pavilion is engraved with a nameless formation, which can block all physical spells from passing through, but it cannot prevent the passage of spirits such as ghosts. The anode wood fence on the wooden pavilion is specially designed to block the passage of spirits such as ghosts.

Of course, wood can shade the light, and anode wood can isolate yin and yang. Therefore, when the wooden pavilion was intact, there was not the slightest sunlight in the cold spring pavilion. But after the night battle, the wooden pavilion has been destroyed, and the anode wooden fence has also broken and scattered all over the place. Without the shelter of the wooden planks, the sunlight naturally shines in easily.

The sun is shining on the body. The native barbarian is bathed in the sun and is in a good mood. But Xin Yue, as a ghost cultivator, was exposed to the sun all over his body, and his mood was naturally extremely depressed. Cheng Ziming and Xin Yue were connected, and they were naturally a little unhappy.

The rivers and lakes are in danger of killing people! I knew that I had left the Yin Mu umbrella behind. Cheng Ziming sighed secretly. Now that Xin Yue has the cultivation of the third layer of condensation, he can already resist the damage of the sun. But he didn't expect that under the sun, it still made him uncomfortable. This is not the way to go.

Cheng Ziming looked at the broken anode planks all over the ground, and finally picked out a few pieces that were barely usable. Then pick out the scattered nails from the broken wood, put the planks together, and join them to form a wooden wall, leaning against the iron fence. Xin Yue sat cross-legged in the shadow of the anode wood wall, finally feeling much more comfortable.

By the time everything was taken care of, the sun had risen high, and it was close to noon. After tossing all night and working all morning, Cheng Ziming only felt very tired and couldn't open his eyes. Like the barbarians, he found a sunny place, cleaned the ground of the debris, and sat down on the ground ready to rest.

At this time, there was a sudden flower in front of him, Cheng Ziming's half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped up with a look of excitement on his face, obviously driving away the exhaustion.

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