Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 379: Soul Separation Gorge
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Ghastly murderous intent quickly spread throughout the formation. Izumo's face changed drastically and he was so horrified that he turned around and ran away. Not long after, he suddenly felt that the scene around him remained unchanged and he did not move three feet away from the original place. He was really panicked. He took out the katama talisman and crushed it to pieces. It was useless! I took out a piece of talisman paper and patted it on my body, but it was still useless!
Gritting his teeth, a ball appeared in his hand. Izumo threw it away and was about to make a gesture when, unexpectedly, a hand suddenly stretched out from the white mist.
"No—!" Izumoko was anxious, and the hand grabbed the ball without mercy, and disappeared into the clouds again.
"Brother Lin, please be merciful! That's what I said!" With full resentment and another scream, Izumo collapsed on the ground, waved his hands and said, "I got a damn bump today. What bad luck! Brother Lin, am I wrong? If I die, you really don’t know about something!"
The clouds and fog dispersed, and Lin Yi appeared. Looking at Izumo who was desperate and pretending to be innocent, he raised the corners of his mouth, lifted his robe, and sat down a foot away from her.
Izumozi didn't know what Lin Yi meant, so he moved back quickly, his eyes rolled around a few times, then put on a smiling face, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin..."
"You show me sincerity, and I will treat you with trust! Tell me everything I want to know..." After Lin Yi uttered a sentence, he looked at the ball in his hand, turned his palm to put it away, and then opened his eyes After flipping it over, he stared at Izumo coldly.
The fat on his face trembled, and he smiled and looked away from Lin Yi's hand. Izumo nodded, and said with luck and flattery: "Brother Lin is a man of integrity...!" "
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Between the two peaks facing each other, in the mountain stream dozens of feet wide, white mist flows slowly like water. When people walk there, they feel as if they are in the clouds, or as if they are walking along a mountain stream.
From time to time, the figure of a monk flashed in the mountain stream, but he looked around intently, not knowing what he was looking for. Here, two women walked side by side. A young woman in a moon-white dress looked around and said curiously: "Master! Is this the Lihun Stream?"
"The yin energy is obtained as soul, and the yang energy is obtained as soul; when the soul palpitates, the soul moves, and the soul falls and the soul leaves! This stream not only blocks the yin and yang, but also drives the soul away from the soul, so it is called the 'leaving soul stream'!" The woman who replied! , the white clothes are better than the snow, the appearance is like a deep orchid, and the spirit is like the cold moon. She paused on her feet, with pear dimples on her cheeks, and with a faint smile, she said helplessly: "Cai Ying! With your cultivation level, it's better not to go to the Wan Tian Realm! Even if you find the Soul-fixing Grass, It’s not easy to walk through Lihunjian!”
"It is a rare opportunity to experience this. How can Caiying be willing to back down? Master, rest assured that if something unexpected happens, the disciple will be safe!"
The speaker was Qiu Caiying. After she was found by Lan Qier, she begged to enter the Perfect Heaven Realm together. As a master, Lan Qier was not as stubborn as her disciple, so she had no choice but to bring him here.
However, I heard from the seniors of the sect that the deeper you go into the fairyland, the more dangerous it becomes. Qiu Caiying looks weak but is stubborn and unyielding. She also bears deep hatred. She is really a pitiful person. For this reason, Lan Qier was worried and couldn't help but tried to dissuade her. Seeing that he was unmoved, she could only shake her head secretly.
"Master, what is the soul-fixing grass? Why do you have to look for this thing when you go into a stream? Isn't it found elsewhere?" Qiu Caiying regarded Lan Qier as a relative, perhaps because of her pride, she asked, Also with a look of intimacy.
Lan Qier smiled slightly and said softly: "There is a saying in the classics that we can collect the grass in the stream. The grass is the soul-fixing grass. It must be no accident to find this thing in the stream! It has the ability to exorcise evil spirits. The effect of the soul, obtained, can help the Qi Practitioner to get out of the Lihun Stream." At this point, she was afraid that the disciple would not understand, so she said patiently: "This stream is only a hundred miles long, but it is only ten miles away. The flowing clouds will create illusions that hurt people’s souls. Because the Qi Practitioner’s soul is not strong enough, he can only be safe if he borrows the power of the Soul-fixing Grass!”
"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts! After passing this hundred-mile Lihun Stream, you will surely be able to enter the realm of Wantian." Qiu Caiying's tone contained a hint of fascination.
Lan Qier walked forward slowly, paying attention to the movement in the mountain stream. In the crevice of a stone not far ahead, a weed was discovered, which immediately attracted several people to snatch it. She frowned slightly and said: "Xuantian Fairyland is its own world, and Yutian, Wantian, and Xuantian are all different. On the fifteenth day of every month, the passage to Wantian Realm is at Lihun Stream. The end opens..."
"Master, there is a weed on that cliff!" Qiu Caiying shouted in surprise, then she jumped up and flew straight to the cliff more than ten feet away. At the same time, several figures arrived first and got ahead of her.
Seeing that the grass in hand was about to be snatched away, Qiu Caiying clasped her teeth tightly, raised her hand and offered a cloud ribbon, and rolled it forward like a running snake. The few monks who participated in the robbery were all masters in the Qi training stage. When they saw a woman being aggressive, they didn't take her seriously at all.
With a flash of sword light, a flying sword blocked Yun Sui's castration.
Qiu Caiying, who was in mid-air without stopping, looked as if she was desperate, anger flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she scolded: "You are so shameless!" A small flying sword exploded with a 'buzz' sound. With a dazzling sword light, he went straight towards the person who was trying to stop him.
At this time, Qiu Caiying was completely different from the frail and well-behaved woman before.
"Haha! I got the soul-fixing grass! This trip is worry-free!" Another monk had already grabbed the grass first, laughed loudly, and wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the people behind him, and ran away alone.
"Seize—" Qiu Caiying's flying sword was blocked by the armor of the man just now. The soul-fixing grass flew away and was attacked from behind by a woman. The man became angry with shame and showed his fierce look. He turned around and cursed loudly: "You stinky girl, you are looking for death!"
Qiu Caiying snorted secretly, turned around in mid-air, and went after the soul-fixing grass, but the opponent blocked the way without mercy. She was not afraid at all and recalled Yun Sui and Feijian. Just when she was about to fight, she suddenly saw a silver-white ribbon flashing past her eyes as fast as the wind.
With a sound of "Bang——", the ribbon flew away like a dragon, sending the monk who was on the ninth level of Qi training flying away. Qiu Caiying's face was filled with joy, and she saw that familiar figure again, passing by like wind and clouds, and in an instant she was chasing behind the monk who had grabbed the Soul-Leaving Grass. The man heard the movement behind him, looked back in shock, and shouted: "Senior, spare your life!" He threw the Soul-Leaving Grass back in his hand and ran forward desperately.
Lan Qier's fingers were like orchids, and she flicked them gently. After taking the Soul-Leaving Grass into her hand, she slowly stopped and dropped it gently. Her clothes were modest and her expression was indifferent. She let the Qi Practitioners run away and just shook her head gently at Qiu Caiying.
Qiu Caiying had returned to her normal state, and ran to her master with a blushing face and a hint of embarrassment, and thanked her, "Thank you, master, for your help!" A green grass with a strange fragrance, Falling into her hands, she raised her eyes and saw that the latter had turned around and walked forward slowly.
With a slightly panicked look in her eyes, Beiqi bit her lower lip lightly. Qiu Caiying hesitated for a moment before silently following her. At this time, a fat figure walked by, looked back with curiosity and said with a smile: "Haha! It turns out that there is Soul-fixing Grass in this mountain stream!"
Feeling alert, Qiu Caiying hurriedly put away the things in her hands.
The two monks walked together, and it was the fat monk who spoke with a smile on his face. The other person was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion. He also glanced curiously and then set his eyes on the white figure in front of him.
"Haha! Soul-fixing grass is not a rare thing. This girl is really stingy!" Seeing Qiu Caiying's hostility, the fat monk smiled nonchalantly, waved his hand and shouted: "I said... brother, why do you have to go like this? Come on, wait for me!"
Hearing the sound, Lan Qier raised her eyes slightly and saw the yellow-faced middle-aged monk drooping his head and slowing down helplessly. This person has the seventh level of Qi training. His complexion is yellow and his body is a little thin. The fat monk was only at the fifth level of Qi training. There was a bit of sluttiness in his smile, and you could tell at a glance that he was a drunkard and a womanizer.
Such a person actually regards Xuantian Wonderland as a market! Lan Qier secretly shook her head, and inadvertently, a pair of autumn water fell on the middle-aged monk again.
This gray robe looks very familiar! These two people knew each other, and they were about to go around each other even though they were several feet away. Lan Qier's thoughts moved and she asked aloud: "Don't you see that many of my colleagues are looking for the soul-fixing grass? You two are both Qi practicing monks. Is there something to rely on when moving forward in such a hurry?”
In front of such a beautiful fairy in white, the middle-aged monk dared not look at her, and his feet were a little hurried. When he was thinking about walking around quickly, he suddenly heard the other party ask this question. He looked a little startled, but he didn't know how to respond. His arched back became even more bent.
However, the fat monk was a little quick-witted and knew that the woman in front of him was not simple. He could not hide the look of surprise and envy in his eyes, and with a little caution, he cupped his hands and said: "This senior is really beautiful!"
"Humph!" Lan Qier's face turned cold, and the fat monk trembled with fright. He slapped himself hard, and then said with a smile: "I and... that brother, by chance, he happened to have a fixed soul. Damn it, no need to waste time here!"
Lan Qier was paying attention to the middle-aged monk and saw him nodding in agreement, looking very vulgar and annoying. She suddenly smiled lightly at herself, said nothing more, and turned around. With a fierce expression, Qiu Caiying glared at the two men, then raised her chin and hurriedly chased her master.
The middle-aged monk secretly glanced at the backs of the two women and frowned at the fat monk. The other person shrank his neck and smiled in an extremely flattering manner.
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ps: I broke a keyboard, but luckily I have a spare one. The situation in Wuxian's book is very similar to Lin Yi's situation in Tianlong Sect. Looking forward to more support from subscriptions and red tickets!
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