Chapter 180: Six Roots Wounded

Since Little Bell remembers, she has fled everywhere with Yanlan, as for what she is running away from, in fact, Little Bell herself is not very clear, only that her family wants to use her life to refine a magic weapon.

So for the real family, Little Bell doesn't understand what kind of relationship this is. And the long-term escape made her both cautious and afraid of some things, and she tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection since she was a child, which made her feel that she was incompatible with the people of this world, as if only Yanlan was the only one who could accompany her.

When she walked into the Yu Mansion and met the people of the Yu family, she knew what it was like to be at home. There she doesn't need to escape, she doesn't have to be afraid, the Yu family is her haven from the wind, and Yu Chengfeng is also the first time that Little Bell has come into contact with someone of the same size, and she is also the first person who can play with her, so for her, Yu Chengfeng is very important.

But when I saw the current Yu Chengfeng from the sky projection, after a short period of surprise, I was followed by a kind of uneasiness, as if I had suddenly lost such a partner. It was a familiar but unfamiliar face, although Yu Chengfeng's appearance had not changed much in the past two years, his indifferent eyes and solemn expression were completely different from the previous Yu Chengfeng, and he could no longer see the past from Yu Chengfeng.

Little Bell even asked himself in his heart, is that Brother Chengfeng? How can it be the same as everyone else, it also gives people a feeling of ruthlessness.

"I'll be back by the wind. Yan Lan said soothingly, but when she said this, she obviously lacked confidence, although Chengfeng's appearance was very close to before, but it did give her the feeling that she was another person.

Little Bell believed, and for some reason, she easily believed others, even comforting words. His face also turned cloudy to sunny, showing a smiling face

It seems that staying in one place and waiting for the rabbit is not particularly effective, since Huaxin passed by here, no one has passed through here for several hours.

Due to the restlessness of the soul body, Leng Feng Xù was a little restless, and he had no patience to wait for the appearance of the opponent here, so he said to Zang Thirteen and Seventeen

"Get out of here. ”

After that, the cold wind turned into Changhong and flew away, followed by two paths.

I don't know if it's because the Great Wilderness Jedi is too big to scatter the participants to all corners, or for some reason, for nearly half an hour, there is not a single figure in sight, only an endless darkness, and some uncommon creatures.

Right now, there is a dark black river, the river is completely black, and you can feel a biting chill on the surface of the river, but for some reason, there are bubbles on the river surface from time to time, and the moment the bubbles burst, it reveals a strong smell of dead corpses. It was like a river of Styx flowing out of hell, and one couldn't help but wonder if you were dead.

When he smelled this smell, Leng Feng and the others almost fell from the air, and he hurriedly closed his sense of smell and didn't smell it. But even if the sense of smell is completely closed, the feeling of evil cannot completely disappear.

The river is not very wide, only about ten zhang, the banks of the bank seem to have no life, only some strange black stones, black stones are no more than a person, some are set shorter, you can faintly see that these black stones are almost not different from ordinary stone shapes, they are more like rough carvings of a variety of creatures.

Looking from below, the entire black river, like a black evil snake, gives people a deadly sense of deterrence.

The cold wind couldn't help but stop in mid-air, not because he was curious about this black river and stopped to watch for a while, but because when he came to the high altitude near this black river, the even stronger cold breath made him feel that the soul body and the physical body were completely two separate bodies without meditating or using spiritual power.

Even at this moment, he could feel his own strength, the strength of his soul body, the strength of his body when it was not related to his physical body. But this is not the case, and his physical body is still connected to his soul.

The soul talisman that Yue'er handed over to Leng Feng before, has been lying quietly in the cold wind device, I thought that when I encountered this situation, the soul talisman in my body would react, but when Leng Feng felt a qiē, the soul talisman was also as usual, like an ordinary rune paper.

Could it be that the soul suppression talisman has no effect? Impossible, according to Zou Lao's knowledge, it is impossible to be so boring as to give Leng Feng a useless soul suppression talisman. Although the soul body is powerful, the cold wind also has an intuition, and the more powerful it is, the easier it is for the soul body to come out of the body.

Since the Soul Suppression Talisman did not change as expected, Leng Feng thought that this intuition of his might be an illusion.

After standing in the dim air for a long time, the cold wind has been watching this black river, always feeling that it is a river made of blood, and I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, the river water has been eroded by yin qi, and it has become like this.

In the end, Leng Feng planned to go to the vicinity of the Black River, as a person who carved talismans, he naturally knew that in such a strange Yin place, there were some extremely precious talisman materials, with Leng Feng's understanding, a place as heavy as Yin Qi was probably only found in this barren Jedi.

Without hesitation, the cold wind flew towards Heihe first, Zang Thirteen followed closely behind, and Zang Seventeen obviously paused, frowned and followed.

Approaching the Black River, I could faintly see some black gas, turning into some hands and feet rising from the surface of the river, these hands and feet looked like drowning people and animals, looking like they were trying to break free from the water. But he just stretched out his hands and feet, and then drifted away with the black air.

Just now, in the distance, the cold wind did not see this phenomenon, even if the eyes are now in a normal place, they can see things 10,000 meters away very clearly, but just now because of the distance, the eyesight is affected.

Presumably, there must be some kind of Dao pattern near the Black River that can hinder the cultivator's six senses, making them not so sharp.

After walking a few steps by the Black River, this conjecture was finally confirmed. Although the cold wind has become stronger for unknown reasons at this moment, since it was so close to this black river, his head was drowsy, and the whole person was a little confused, and he couldn't lift his spirit at all, which was enough to conclude that the consciousness of thoughts was weakened.

Then, for some reason, there were always some roaring sounds in my ears, which seemed to be composed of many kinds of sounds, which were very chaotic, and I couldn't tell what was inside. Hearing also becomes messy.

After a few steps, the ground seems to be imperceptible under his feet, and the whole person seems to be floating in the air, like an ethereal gas, going away with the wind. My feet couldn't reach the ground, and I had problems with my touch.

The scene in front of him began to continue to differentiate and overlap, differentiate and overlap, and the real scene he saw became dreamlike at this moment, and the strange-shaped black stone turned into all kinds of hideous beasts and pounced. There is no distinction between the real and the fake, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, and the visual recognition is also an unusual period.

The air was filled with the smell of death, which could make people fall into panic, and such a strange smell penetrated through every pore of the body, making the whole body cold, and the spiritual power in the soul body and the energy seemed to be frozen. Taste is false and true, and taste has also suffered a certain restriction.

The olfactory sense, which was obviously self-contained, suddenly opened on its own at this moment, and in an instant, a strong rancid smell penetrated into the nose and rushed into the mind, extinguishing any thinking and divine consciousness of the cold wind. It was like a shockwave of poisonous gas rushing through his brain, devouring his mind.

In a short moment, there was a problem with the six roots and six consciousnesses, which were originally implicated in each other, but at the moment they were mutually exclusive.

Once this situation occurs in living beings, it can be said that life is extremely dangerous. There is a Buddha in the following: six senses give birth to six roots, six roots are greedy for six dusts, and there is an exchange of life and death.

The six senses distinguish the essence of things for heaven and earth. The six roots are the human instinct to discern things. Liuchen is the deduction of people after artificially discerning things, which is simply called names. And if the six roots are not static, then there is no existence of the six consciousnesses and six dusts, and the living must have the six roots, the six consciousnesses, and the six dusts, and if there is no such existence, it cannot be called life.

Puff through the cold wind and Kura Thirteen fell to the ground.