Chapter 367: The Battle of the Soul (XXXVII) Tragedy: Man and Grass

Lu Yu and Bai Juan only felt the direction of the evil rooster's escape, and when the two chased along the purple shadow, there was no trace of the evil rooster's spirit, and it was a white flower bush.

It's a white butterfly-like flower. Four white petals spread their wings lightly, plump white wings, delicate and charming calyxes, a breeze blows, the wings of the flower dance with the wind, like a group of fluttering butterflies, gently spreading a beautiful dance.

"It's white flowers again"? Lu Yu and Bai Juan stopped in front of this white flower. A look of astonishment, it seems that this evil chicken spirit is not good to listen to the name, this temperament is a little special, like white flowers, there must be a cleanliness fetish.

Lu Yu glanced at Bai Juan. This young master of Wanyun, like his subordinates, took the medicine hoe and looked for it little by little. With each press, a small white butterfly flower fell, and several small flower stems broke soundly.

Bang, a white droplet shot on Bai Juan's hand, and the cool white droplet disappeared as if it had been sucked dry, leaving no trace on the back of Bai Xi's hand.

The white butterfly flower stem was so brittle, Bai Juan was just startled, and felt a pity in his heart, but in order to find the spirit of the evil chicken, regret flashed in Bai Juan's heart. It began to turn over and press again, and the sound of crunch kept ringing, as if the moment of the end of life, the sound of the shocking sorrow.

Bai Juan had just overturned more than a dozen pieces, and with a bang, a white smoke rose from the flowers, and fled in one direction. Take a closer look, a purple phantom with a white butterfly flower on top of it, fleeing in despair. Listen carefully, as if the shadow of the white smoke that has lost its soul makes a whoosh. Flapping wings and flying, constantly fluttering, colliding, and screaming desperately, they actually knocked down the flowers in front of them, and countless petals fell scattered behind the white smoke.

Whizzing. Bai Juan and Lu Yu shot away in a hurry. The sea of flowers turned into a phantom, and the thunder was too fast to cover the ears, followed by white smoke. Two pairs of eyes shot a hideous look, staring at the white smoke, flashing to the place where the stones were messy.

This is a large protruding brown stone, the upper end of which forms a stone platform that is one zhang square, and there is a large patch of dull yellow dead leaves and dead grass on the stone platform, and there are several large green grasses sticking out of the little lilac faces, and the black and purple goose-down flowers are shining with a few points of light

The green leaves are opposite. The leaves are obovate, long and elliptic, the leaf head is pinnate and divided, the lobes are five or six pairs, the margins are shallowly lobed and obliquely spine, there are winged flat petioles on both sides, and the lower surface of the leaves is densely covered with white wool hairs. The leaf stems are lanceolate with tubular purple flowers.

"Evil Chicken Grass". Two tufts of black and shiny hair fluttered in the wind, gently caressing their faces, but they couldn't stop the surprised gaze and the fierce beating heart. Two exclamations came from behind the scattered bursts of incense. Red, chapped lips glowed with joy.

Then the two of them were stunned, and a skeleton curled up among the dead grass lay in a curled up among the long broken grass, a few strands of fine grass gently caressing the gray and black skeleton. Because the skeleton is too old, it has a layer of green and jade-like hair, which shimmers in the warm sunlight, and it can be seen. This skeleton is supposed to be the skeleton of a woman, and I don't know why it fell here.

Bai Juan gave a small chill, although there was nothing terrible about a skeleton. But when I think of the evil chicken grass and the soul-sucking temperament of the decisive grass, and then I don't feel a little chilled when I see this small skeleton, the heat flow of mixed feelings just now is instantly hung with a layer of frost, which makes people palpitate.

Bai Juan took a deep breath, calmed down for a while, and turned his head to look at Lu Yu, who had calmed down. Wulan looked at the purple flowers.

Bai Juan patted the holy bag lightly, took out two green devouring stones, and walked towards the evil chicken grass in the dead grass. As if a gust of wind passed, the leaves of the evil chicken grass moved, and the thorny leaves and stems moved wildly. It seemed to tremble, and it seemed to beg. Swinging, the green mesophyll flows out of the black and green slurry after countless leaf needles. The trembling of the drops splashed towards the surrounding stars.

Bai Juan took the green devouring stone and walked to the side of the three evil chicken grasses more than a foot high, and with a light touch of his hand, a thin net covered the evil chicken grass. The quivering Chicken Grass calmed down. Then it seemed that countless claws clung to the fine net, and countless long sharp mouths held the net wire fiercely, and each peck emitted a terrifying cry, a hoarse and mournful cry, which made people listen to it a little sad.

There were fine hairs falling in the net, and the snow-white hairs flew down on the dead grass, and the mournful screams and shouts became smaller and smaller each time. Occasionally, I could feel a little purple pearl flashing, like a pool of transparent water, flashing with a bleak light. After a long time, the evil chicken grass stopped trembling weakly.

Bai Juan squatted down with a smile, holding the green devouring crystal, and stretched it into the green leaves of the evil chicken grass. Suddenly, the evil chicken grass moved, and Bai Juan felt a tingling pain.

Ah withdrew his hand, only to see three or four red dots appear on the back of his delicate hand. Then drops of blood seeped out of the red dots. Bai Juan felt it for the first time, his heart suddenly beat heavily, and his head was wooden and foggy. Bai Juan wanted to raise his hand to suck the red dots, but he felt a burst of heat all over his body, and the raised arm was a pain that pierced his heart, and the blood followed the pain, surging violently, as if he was about to break through the flesh and fly out of the body, and the hot feeling immediately turned numb - numb in pain.

Bai Juan's eyes opened, a burst of angina, burst into a cold sweat and fell to the ground, slowly lost consciousness, the whole body gradually became cold, the beautiful eyes closed little by little, and the stalk head gently fell among the dead leaves.

"Stupid woman, still a young master, I don't know if the flower is poisonous or not." A playful, contemptuous, sarcastic voice turned from behind Bai Juan.

Lu Yu was uncharacteristically smiling and charming, his big dark eyes were shining, revealing flawless charm, and his red lips were pursed. Say that surprising sentence.

Jumping to Bai Juan's side, a beautiful face reflected the blush of excitement, starry eyes like waves, there was no trace of panic in his eyes, and there was no pity at all, pursed his lips, squinted at Bai Juan with a smile, and his face was full of good spirits.

As soon as he bent down to lift Bai Juan, the corners of the cherry mouth curled slightly. "You're so beautiful, it's a pity that there is no man to use, if it weren't for someone selling your life at a high price, I would really be reluctant to kill you. If you die like this, you can be regarded as leaving a whole corpse, and I can be regarded as benevolent and righteous." After speaking, he touched Bai Juan Qingli's somewhat pale face, and touched the round twin peaks, shook his head, and sighed.

Walked two steps to the edge of the stone, carried Bai Juan's body, and took out a crystal ball. As soon as the hand was released, Bai Juan's body fell straight into the mountain stream, and the lightly dancing clothes whirred with the sound of the wind, and fell desolate into the black mountain stream. Bai Juan didn't know why he would die here until he died.

Lu Yu stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes, the corners of his mouth were high, and he couldn't stop giggling. The crystal ball in his hand shook, and he bent down to look again and again into the mountain stream. As soon as he turned around and shook his head, Black Waterfall's hair fluttered rhythmically with his footsteps.

Lu Yu grinned and picked up the green devouring crystal on the ground, stretched out his delicate fingers, and pointed at the evil chicken grass. "I know that you have spirituality, and honestly let me suck the medicinal essence. After a hundred years, you can still cultivate, or I will uproot you and make you die and you can't die anymore."

The evil chicken grass was calm and did not move, a gust of mountain wind blew, the dead grass around it was swishing, and the leaves of the evil chicken grass did not move.

Lu Yu took out the medicine hoe from the holy bag, put the green devouring stone at a small circular hole in the medicine hoe, and stretched it towards the evil chicken grass. After a loud sound, the purple flowering chicken grass withered, and turned gray and yellow.

Lu Yu took back the medicine hoe, took the dark green devouring stone and looked at the sunlight. Two deep dimples appeared on the smiling face. After shaking his head back and forth for a long time, he put the green devouring stone into the holy bag.

The medicine hoe stretched out, and gently picked up the withered yellow evil chicken grass, and after a few crisp cracking sounds, several dead branches and broken leaves were picked off.

A long and flat tree with the width of an index finger, and a green and verdant grass like garlic leaves appeared under the withered grass. Cylindrical stems are drawn out between the green leaves, and small buds grow, hidden among the leaves, shyly answering, like a little girl. The flower bud swells and breaks through the membrane to produce a beautiful flower. The fragrance of living alone, the elegant fragrance, surrounds the withered atmosphere, refreshing the heart.

This flower has six petals, white as jade, the stamens are golden yellow, and the stamens are connected to the center of the flower, which is bright and fragrant. The jade and icy flowers seem to make a murmuring sound.

Lu Yu took out the green devouring crystal and put it on the medicine hoe again, stretching out towards the green grass. After sucking, the six-petaled grass withered and yellowed on the ground.

Lu Yu stretched the medicine hoe to the root of the grass and cut it gently, the dead grass was blown away with a gust of wind, and the dead leaves kept rolling in the wind, attached to the rocks, hanging among the green leaves, hissing and shaking the leaves, and whimpering intermittently.

On the rocky ground, which was still a little green, there were only four round root points left. The root point is dry and there is no sign of growth.

Lu Yu patted the lotus holy bag, took out a blood-red crystal, gently held it in his hand, squeezed it, pinched it, and a blood-red crystal droplet dripped from the crystal. It landed on the four circular root points.

There was a hiss, a thin sucking sound, and the blood droplets dripping on the root point disappeared in an instant. The blood was dripping and dripping. The more you drop, the more you hiss. After dozens of drops, the hissing gradually became quieter.

Lu Yu stopped. Look closely. Grandpa said that this herb that is more than 1,000 years old must be sucked by sperm blood after harvesting. In this way, the root of the medicine cannot be shocked, and there is resentment, otherwise after 10,000 years, 100,000 years, it will definitely cause the killing of the Holy Clan. This is the code that must be followed by those who collect medicines.

Lu Yu looked at the root point and stopped smoking. Use a hoe to clean some fine soil and cover it on the root point. Only then did he stand up satisfied. (To be continued......)