The blood rain has stopped, but this should only be temporary.

The two of them walked out of the cave, and when they looked up, the sky was still as gloomy, and the thick clouds had not dissipated much, only a little lighter. The mountain of blood is no longer spraying, but it is still bubbling out with thick blood at a gushing speed.

The hills at your feet were blood-colored, and most of the ground in the distance was blood-colored, and the bloody rain that had just fallen had stained the entire earth red, making the heavens and the earth extremely bloody. The bloody atmosphere was thick, stepping on the bloody hillside to climb the small hill, He Yi raised his eyes to look, only to see that there were no more valleys on the dazzling red earth, and the rolling river of blood took its place, rushing towards the distance.

The hill is short and you can't see farther, but the color of the white mountain that can be seen with the naked eye has not changed, and the turmoil of the Blood Spurting Mountain is only bloody within a range of hundreds of miles, and the White Bone Mountain thousands of miles away is not affected.

"When it rains elsewhere, the whole world is completely renewed, and the bloody and miserable purgatory here is really wonderful. He Yi smiled unnaturally.

If it weren't for the fact that you could hold your breath and not breathe if you were not cultivated to a high level, maybe the smell of blood in the air alone would have choked people up.

Yiyu's face turned a little pale, probably remembering that he had just seen something terrifying. She pinched the seal with one hand, and held up a circle of colorful glow on her robe to cover herself, which made her feel much more comfortable, and said: "It's just a blood rain now, and I don't know if there will be anything terrible coming out behind, we must find a way to leave as soon as possible, and every extra moment of delay will be more dangerous." ”

"Then I'll go when my mount wakes up. He Yi nodded and asked, "My predecessors have looked down from the sky, but have you found anything?" I mean...... The way out of here. ”

Hearing this, her face instantly became very ugly, she gritted her teeth and covered her chest, forcibly endured the discomfort, and fought between heaven and man in her heart for a while before she slowly calmed down.

Suppressing the churning in her abdomen, she seemed to be extremely tired and said weakly: "Don't ask this again, I will tell you what I need to say." Just now, I see...... Hmmm......"

"Senior!" Seeing that her stomach twitched suddenly, and then leaned over and retched, He Yi couldn't help but secretly curse herself for not having a long memory, and at the same time hurriedly approached to help her gently pat her back.

When she was a little better, he apologized: "I'm sorry seniors, juniors don't have a heart." I've learned a volume of meditation thoughts, which can help people calm their minds and not be disturbed by external objects, why don't you try it?"

He had experienced the effect of the Pure Heart Technique himself, and that magical contemplation should be of great help to the current Yiyu seniors. Although it was obtained from the Nine Heavens Heavenly Dao Pavilion, it was not too important to obtain it from the second layer, and it was okay to pass it on to those who were also the people of the Xuan Master.

"Meditation?" Yiyi's face was haggard, he glanced at him suspiciously, and said weakly: "If it's some low-level visualization, forget it, I will do it myself, but it's useless." ”

The method of visualization belongs to one of the few types of dharma in the ranks of cultivation, but if it is only a low-level level, there are actually many of them, and that level of visualization can only relax people's minds, and it is not very helpful for the growth of the soul.

He Yi didn't know what level of contemplation she had learned, but he felt that the Pure Heart Technique that could be placed on the second layer of the Nine Heavens World with the Heavenly Immortal Heart Method should not be a low-grade road, so he replied: "The seniors know that I am a master, do you still need to doubt the merits of the skills I have learned?"

"Oh, then you can listen to it, if it really works, the seniors don't care about how you have offended me repeatedly. The corners of his mouth curled, and a shallow smile appeared on his pale face.

He Yi stopped talking nonsense at the moment, and explained the truth of the pure heart recipe one by one according to his own understanding, and told it to a word. This oral transmission is time-consuming and laborious, and the effect is not as good as the transmission of the jade slip, but the time and energy required to portray the jade slip are very large, and the process is also very cumbersome.

The method of purifying the heart is not complicated, He Yi spoke clearly and clearly, and he could hear a word clearly, and in less than half an hour, this method of visualization passed through He Yi's mouth and entered the mind of a word.

Write down the mantra, fly down the hill with a word, return to the cave to try to visualize, and He Yi also slowly paced down the hill and followed.

As soon as the two left, the world turned back to pure blood, and the ghost Taoist priest and the tree boy were nowhere to be seen, and I don't know whether they were hiding in a certain hill like them, or exploring in the distance. He Yi didn't know that after he returned to the cave, a figure in the sky thousands of miles away flew across the sky, flying towards another distant place.

The theme of blood is not the whole of this world, it is only limited to the nearby two thousand miles, even those blood rivers, the river basin has a limit. They have just arrived, and there are many more things that are not known. Far away, even more afar, there are many, many things waiting for them in this world.

He Yi tried to visualize the world of mountains and rivers for the first time according to the guidance of the Pure Heart Formula, and the result happened to be that the meeting touched the inspiration that had accumulated in his heart for many years, and he was immersed in it all at once, until it ended after a certain amount of time. He didn't know how long it would take for his predecessors to speak, so he could only wait in the cave with a firewood knife, waiting for Ryoma to wake up, waiting for his seniors to wake up.

For this unknown world, he really has no bottom in his heart. The blood-spewing mountain gushed out blood that I don't know how many creatures it would take to get it, and the taller and bigger white mountain thousands of miles away was completely covered in white bones, and I don't know how many creatures it would take to stack them.

Judging from the amount of blood and the width of the base of the White Bone Mountain, it is speculated that at least billions, if not tens of billions, of lives died here!

Even if he heard that Lord Xuan had killed 300 million living beings alone, such a huge amount of death still taught him to shudder in his heart.

If he hadn't been unaware of the existence of yin and evil qi, he would have even thought that those thick clouds in the sky were made up of the souls of the dead.

When he was in the northern region of the Ten Thousand Immortal Continent in the Mountains and Seas Realm, he had seen the soul banner composed of millions of dead souls. Millions of dead souls can become evil immortal treasures, and if the number increases ten thousand times to ten billion, then I am afraid it is possible to become a mysterious treasure. A million dead souls are a large piece of black press, tens of billions......

I can't imagine it!

So far, except for the blood phoenix, they have not encountered any danger, but they also said that every moment of delay here will increase the danger, which makes him have to be cautious and vigilant, in case the crisis strikes suddenly, and he is caught off guard.

In a word, he is no longer curious about what the predecessors saw, or he is not curious. A celestial immortal was tortured like this just by looking at it, and he didn't think that his heart would be much tougher than his predecessors.

In the cave, time flows silently.

The sound of the blood river flowing outside slowly became quieter, but there was another rain of blood in the sky, and the scarlet drizzle was blowing one after another, wetting the land that had just dried up a little.

It rained blood, He Yi was not even happy to go out to take a look, compared to those bloody scenes, the predecessors with outstanding appearance and refined temperament were countless times more eye-catching.

He leaned against the stone wall and held the firewood knife in his arms, looked at his predecessors for a while, and flicked Xiao Yi's head on his shoulder from time to time. It's a pity that the little guy is just curled up, and there is no sign of waking up at all, and Ryoma is the same, sleeping for a long time.

The sound of rain was pouring down, and a word of gentle breathing and heartbeat could be faintly heard in the quiet cave. He Yi examined her face, and couldn't help but secretly say: If I am still a fledgling newcomer to the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that I can't help but be emotional after getting along with her for a long time, right? In the novel, the life and death of the dangerous place is not the fastest way for the hero and heroine to develop their feelings. It's just a pity that the person is wrong......

It's not people, it's people's hearts.

It has been hundreds of years since the second time I left the spiritual void. In quiet times, he had imagined more than a hundred times what it would be like when he and Yun Xuan were reunited. He had imagined many situations, each time with a different outcome, and each time, he was satisfying his empty mind with fantasies.

Fortunately, he has never suffered much since he left the mountain and sea realm. Without the hindrance of suffering, without the temptation of beauty, his heart can continue to be firm, not wavering, and not wanting to give up.

The wine jar that had just been opened reappeared in his hand, and he drank it one by one.

Listen to the sound of the rain and watch the beauty at leisure. Even if there is no romantic intention, the altar is also ecstatic. Although the rain is a rain of blood, and the beauty has nothing to do with him, this does not prevent him from savoring this different kind of tranquility.

There are four kinds of people who know most about wine in the world, one is the elderly, the second is the bitter, the third is the walker, and the other is the wine taster. He Yi is a person who understands wine, because he knows what the wine he drinks tastes like.

Restaurants use grain to make wine, and drinkers use their lives to taste wine, and it is the best destination for spirits to be drunk only if they can get a sigh.

A jar of wine was drunk unconsciously, and more than a dozen hours passed quickly. Suddenly, he felt the little thing on his shoulder move!

It was light, but it was noticeable to those who were in the quiet. He Yi turned his head and squinted at his shoulder, Xiao Yi just stretched out his body at this time, and occupied the place again in a prostrate posture.

He couldn't help but smile and asked, "Little one, how are you? Why did it take so long to wake up?"

Xiao Yi turned to look at him, sluggish, lying on his stomach weakly with his tentacles, and shook his head gently.

It can't speak, but He Yi has been with it for a long time, but he can read its body language.

It's saying: don't mention it, it makes the ants sad to talk about it.

It was not clear whether Xiao Yi had a soul or not, but he knew that neither he nor Yun Zhiman, who was at the level of the Yin and Yang Realm, could not capture its figure with his divine sense. Now it seems that the little guy also has a spirit, but he can't be felt because he is more special. And it seems that its divine soul is still very weak now, I am afraid that it can't even compare to a god-transforming monk, so it has been in a coma for so long.

He Yi put his finger on its head and rubbed it to express comfort, and said, "If you feel unhappy, you can eat." ”

All right......

Xiao Yi replied with action, took out a purple spar the size of an egg from his small belt, and vented his anger one by one.

"Who are you talking to?" she first looked at Ryoma at the bottom of the cave, and found that Ryoma had not woken up before he woke up and looked at He Yi, and then, noticing Xiao Yi on his shoulder, and the purple stone that was being eaten.

The words "This is ......" suddenly widened his eyes, and he was stunned and froze in place.