Chapter 518 Runaway Ancient Sea Boundless Sea of ​​Bones

Chapter 518 Boundless Sea of ​​Bones

Qin Ming woke up in a burst of sharp pain, flesh, blood vessels, bones, every inch and every inch was in unbearable pain, as if full of silver needles, and they were interspersed back and forth, one after another, let the body follow with spasms. Before Qin Ming fully woke up, he felt a deep weakness and dizziness like spinning around.

very uncomfortable.

Qin Ming raised his heavy eyelids and stared blankly at the front.

A sea of ​​white bones, all kinds of bones are as endless as sand and gravel, there are human-shaped skeletons with missing arms and legs, dead bones of giant beasts more than ten meters long, broken but huge skulls, and even fifty or sixty Meter-long ribs, snow-white bones stretch as far as the eye can see.

Qin Ming was in a daze for a long time before his eyes regained focus.

This is where?

I'm alive?

Qin Ming wanted to stand up, but his whole body was weak, as if he had been drained of strength, and his limbs couldn't be controlled at all. Qin Ming lay on the pile of bones, trying to use martial arts, but his spiritual power was exhausted and his blood flowed slowly. Looking at his arms, they were shriveled and wrinkled.

Qin Ming shivered slightly and fully woke up.

Sea of ​​bones?

Long Live Mountain?

I'm alive?

Qin Ming was in shock and couldn't accept the reality for a long time. This is not a dream, it is real! He tremblingly raised his shriveled right hand, and took out all the water of life in the Space Wrench, leaving only four bottles, each with a dozen drops. Qin Ming poured it all into his mouth, lying there trying to refine and absorb it.

The water of life once again exerted its miraculous effect, and it dispersed immediately after entering the mouth, soaking into the bones of the whole body, and seeping into the blood vessels and flesh.

Qin Ming's body is like a rain after a long drought, and the fine water of life moistens his dry life force, gradually alleviating Qin Ming's aging and bringing new vitality. The vitality of the flesh and blood began to fill, the flow rate of the blood vessels began to recover, and the nearly silent golden heart also 'started' again, releasing the power of life.

I don't know how long it took for this recovery. After four bottles of water of life went down, Qin Ming regained some strength, his skin regained its luster, and his bones regained their toughness.

However, Qin Ming discovered a frightening fact, I regained my vitality, but what about my Shouyuan?

Shouyuan means age!

No matter how you restore your vitality, no matter how you become stronger, there is a limit to the age of a person. Even if Qin Ming has an eternal inheritance, what he has now is only superficial. what.

Moreover, age is directly linked to the speed of cultivation. With the passage of age, the body wears out and the speed of cultivation will be greatly reduced.

Qin Ming checked and checked carefully, and almost fainted.

fifty years!

Qin Ming lost at least fifty years of life!

In other words, Qin Ming is now equivalent to sixty-eight years old?

Although he survived, it was a blessing, but Qin Ming still found it hard to accept that he suddenly turned sixty-eight years old.

Fifty years in a flash? Qin Ming truly experienced the horror of Longevity Mountain, and also understood what it means to be ruthless.

"Sixty-eight is sixty-eight, at least he's still alive!"

"Better alive than dead."

"I have an eternal inheritance. If I study hard, I may be able to recover it."

Qin Ming comforted himself, no matter how hard it was to accept, it was already a fact. But looking at the vast white ancient sea, he was in a trance again and again.

"The extreme of death must be life!"

A voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Qin Ming's hair suddenly rose in shock. He picked up the Ba Dao and turned over. What the hell?

"Clatter."

As Qin Ming tossed, a white jade chain fluttered in front of his eyes, and a little flying turtle was hung on one end of the chain.

"Xiaozu?" Qin Ming's fright was overwhelmed by surprise, he couldn't stand still in excitement, and fell on his back, crushing bones all over the place.

The little turtle landed on Qin Ming's shoulder, shaking its shell, not in the mood to say hello to Qin Ming, and looked at the vast sea of ​​bones with a solemn expression.

"You're awake!" Qin Ming was excited, but finally woke up, great!

Xiao Gui was silent for a long, long time, and said quietly: "Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"Do you know Longevity Mountain?" Qin Ming's eyes lit up, this little ancestor should know Longevity Mountain better.

"no."

"Ah? Then you...know how to leave?"

"no."

"Do you know the long river of time and space?"

"no."

"That is……"

"I was thinking...whether I should slap you to death with one paw."

"..."

Xiaogui moved his body and looked at Qin Ming seriously: "Look into my eyes."

"how?"

"I treat you well, right?"

"good."

"Why did you hurt me?"

"what?"

"Your head is raining? Where is this? This is Longevity Mountain, the sacred mountain that guards the long river of time and space! Do you know what it means? This is one of the three thousand roads, this is the real evolution of heaven You're going to kill yourself, I won't stop you, why don't you drag me!" Xiao Gui woke up not long ago, and this time he slept very comfortably, refreshed. However, looking at the scene in front of him and feeling the abnormal passage of time and space, it was stunned, dazed, and almost cried. what happened? I just fell asleep and didn't do anything harmful to the world. Before going to bed, I was still imagining the sky, and when I opened my eyes, huh? Why is Lao Tzu in Long Live Mountain?

Qin Ming's cheeks twitched, and he forced a smile: "Accident! What an accident!"

Xiaogui sighed deeply, with a sad face on his face: "The ancients said it well, when God closes a door for you, he will also release a dog. I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years, which is already unlucky enough. When it comes to you, a lunatic who doesn't want to die and feel uncomfortable."

"We have a chance if we are still alive, and we can always get out of here." Qin Ming didn't know how to answer it.

Little Turtle looked at the boundless sea of ​​bones: "Let's start."

"Start what?"

"Suicide, die early and reincarnate early, and become a tree in the next life, find a place to take root, don't bother. I taught you before, there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up. If you give up, you will be comfortable."

Qin Ming stared at it for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Where's my white tiger?"

"its mine."

"Don't change the subject, where is my white tiger? In a word, there is it and you."

"It should be taken into Long Live Mountain. I'm alive, so it should be fine." Qin Mingqiang cheered up, stood up and looked into the distance.

The vast sea of ​​bones stretches as far as the eye can see, the rolling bone mountains are endless, there are snowflakes floating all over the sky, and the mist is hazy, but after thinking about it, there are not snowflakes, but flying ashes!

The more Qin Ming looked at it, the more dazed he became, and the more fortunate he became. Suddenly, it felt like losing fifty years of life in exchange for a life might not be a loss. Why am I alive? Is it because of the golden blood, or...

Qin Ming suddenly remembered the words about burying the ghost in the sea, if you can't escape from Longevity Mountain, try not to resist. Is there a mystery in these words? Can live without resistance? The more you resist, the harsher the judgment?

If this is the case, the thousands of people drifting in the imaginary sea at that time must have not resisted, and they still did not resist at all. Are they still alive?

Qin Ming's prayer to bury the ghost in the sea was correct. If those thousands of people were alive, so would Ma Dameng and Baihu.