Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 381: One Step Away
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Without looking for the Soul-fixing Grass, Lin Yi and Chu Yunzi walked much more lightly.
Unexpectedly, they ran into Lan Qier halfway. Lin Yisheng, who was guilty, was afraid of being discovered by the other party, so he dared not speak out. Fortunately, this "illusionary spirit technique" is quite magical and cannot be seen through by the foundation-building cultivators.
After entering the Soul-leaving Gorge ten miles away, Chu Yunzi couldn't wait to take out the Soul-fixing Grass and rubbed it vigorously for a few times. A layer of debris with a faint fluorescence scattered all over the body. Following suit, Lin Yi also did the same.
When they arrived at the hinterland of the Soul-leaving Gorge, the fog under their feet became heavier. The mountains on both sides became taller and taller, and the sky was also much dimmer. In the windless mountain stream, the clouds and mist were slowly surging, and a cold wind came over the body.
"Ouch! Is there a ghost in this stream? My hair is standing on end!" Chu Yunzi muttered with a palpitation, and his steps became hesitant.
Lin Yi's steps also became cautious. The clouds and mists that surged around him were filled with a strong chill, which faded before they reached his sleeves. This should be the effect of the soul-fixing grass. Even so, the bone-chilling coldness still slowly approached, making people's hearts beat wildly.
Not far away, a figure appeared in front of him. It was a cultivator in the Qi training period, shouting alone like a hysteria, alarming other cultivators passing by. Lin Yi and Chu Yunzi also stopped far away and looked at him in astonishment.
After the man went crazy for a while, his expression became dull, and then he slowly sat cross-legged, motionless like a stone sculpture.
"Without the help of the Soul-Fixing Grass, how can it be easy to walk in the Soul-Separating Stream?" Someone sighed, and someone asked, "Is this the end of this man?"
"The soul is gone, leaving only a walking corpse. Haha, maybe it will turn into another Soul-Fixing Grass!" Someone sneered, but it only attracted a few sighs. After that, no one paid attention to the unfortunate monk.
Chu Yunzi flicked his sleeves, walked a few steps, and turned back with lingering fear. Lin Yi retracted his gaze and silently raised his feet. The monk who devoted himself to the Soul-Separating Stream still had vitality, but he had slowly merged with the surrounding cold fog.
The further you go, the more similar stone sculptures there are in the stream, and some of them can only see a rough human figure. These monks who have lost their souls will turn into stone one day, or perhaps, they will really turn into a Soul-Fixing Grass.
Eighty miles have passed in the hundred-mile-long Soul-Separating Stream, and the sky is getting darker. In the cold wind, more monks were seen sitting cross-legged in front.
Chu Yunzi's scalp was numb and his face was pale. He chased to Lin Yi's side, looked at the figure sitting on the ground, and said with difficulty: "Brother Lin! This broken place is not much different from a mass grave. Why do I always feel scared!"
Before Lin Yi could speak, the figure on the ground turned around, which scared Chu Yunzi so much that he jumped up and screamed: "Damn... alive!" Such a big commotion caused more figures to shake.
"Noisy!" After the man on the ground gave a cold scolding, he looked at Chu Yunzi who was panicking, and snorted disdainfully: "Even if there is the Soul-Fixing Grass, your fifth-level cultivation can hardly stay in the Soul-Separating Gorge for a moment. If you want to live, get out of here as soon as possible!"
At this time, Chu Yunzi saw the situation in front of him clearly. There were no less than hundreds of monks in front, not those who lost their souls, but monks from various immortal gates in Daxia who were guarding here, and they should be waiting for the opening of the Perfect Heaven Realm. He quickly kept silent, looking pitiful.
The end of the mountain stream was pitch black, with endless cold wind blowing, and it was chilling. Not far in front of him, most of them were cultivators in the Qi training stage, and the cultivation level of the person who just spoke was the ninth level of Qi training. And the further forward you go, the higher the cultivation level of the cultivators, and the fewer people there are. So many cultivators are crowded here, enduring the invasion of the cold wind, just for the opening of the Wantian realm.
Lin turned around and said in a voice transmission: "Whether to wait or turn around and leave, please decide for yourself, Taoist Izumozi!" He walked back a few steps, found a place alone, and sat cross-legged.
The fat on Izumozi's face trembled, snorted indignantly, and sat down one or two feet away from Lin. After a while, the cold air came, and he couldn't bear it. He hurriedly took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth. Soon, he quietly took out a soul-fixing grass, crushed it and sprinkled it on his body.
Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged. He formed seals with his hands and sat quietly to regulate his breathing. His consciousness did not dare to reach far, but he could see clearly what Izumozi was doing.
Shaking his head secretly, Lin Yi looked up. At this time, it was like the time before dawn, the sky was as dark as ink, only the cold air came in waves, and there were occasional ghost cries and wolves howling, which directly captured the mind and made people frightened.
The spiritual power was running, and the Xuantian Shield was hidden under the clothes to protect the whole body. Lin Yi held his breath, concentrated his mind, and kept one mind, not being moved by external things. After a while, he heard the sound of teeth chattering. Knowing that Izumozi was holding on, he could not persuade him anymore, and could only pretend not to know.
The cold air came from all directions, and the heart-pounding coldness made Izumozi, who was uneasy, shrink into a meat ball. He wanted to turn around and run back, leaving this cold place early, but there was an inexplicable persistence that made him grit his teeth and hold on. Even though he had the Soul-Fixing Grass to protect his body and his soul was temporarily safe, the bone-chilling cold still made him tremble.
It was almost time! In a few hours it would be April 15th. By then, the gate of the Perfect Heaven Realm would be opened, and countless natural treasures and fairyland oddities would be everywhere. He, Chu Yunzi, would also ascend to heaven in one step.
The unbearable time passed slowly while Izumo comforted himself.
At some point, there was a sudden earthquake at the end of the Soul-Separating Stream. The many monks in the stream looked intently at this moment.
At the end of the dark mountain stream, a huge light gate appeared, and a dazzling light suddenly leaked out, like the rising sun, and like a hole in the sky that had been covered by dust for a long time. The moment the dazzling light appeared, people could not help but close their eyes, and then they could not wait to look again.
"Damn it... It's finally dawn!" Izumo's teeth chattered, and he squeezed out a sentence with a trembling voice, and there was a sense of relief in his words. Lin Yi was unmoved, but lowered his head in the light. A layer of frost had covered his body, and he slowly stood up and sighed softly.
The crowd was shaking, and many monks stood up one after another, slowly moving their feet, and walked towards the light at the end of the mountain stream.
Looking around, Lin Yi followed the crowd forward. The further he went, the brighter the light at the end of the mountain stream became, making people shrink their pupils. From time to time, a figure flashed by the light gate, prompting everyone's footsteps to speed up unconsciously.
After walking three or five miles forward, it was as bright as day. Many familiar figures were vaguely seen, including the people of Zhengyang Sect who had not been seen for a long time, and those enemies. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the white clothes that surpassed the snow. When those figures disappeared in the light, the monks around Lin Yi suddenly quickened their pace, and some people had already used their bodies to rush away.
"Brother Lin, it's better to hurry now! See you in the Wantian Realm!" Chu Yunzi appeared from the side, turned around and shouted, and then rushed forward with unusual agility.
Watching the fat figure disappear in front of him, Lin Yi's feet were still not hurried or slow. The passage to the Wantian Realm will be opened in a day, so why be so anxious!
As he got closer, he saw a tall cliff blocking the end of the mountain stream. The dazzling light gate turned out to be a cave several feet in size, with a brilliant light that forced people to close their eyes.
Lin Yi turned around and saw that the few monks behind him had different expressions and hurried towards the cave entrance. He hesitated for a moment and continued to move forward.
He walked a short distance with his head down, bathed in the strong light, and could feel a strong gravitational force coming from the cave entrance. Lin Yi wanted to move again, but suddenly felt his body lighten and flew forward.
At the moment when the light flowed, the scenery in front of him changed. Lin Yi, who was secretly watching, felt his feet land on the ground, and hurriedly jumped forward, not forgetting to look around. When he fell again, his expression changed, his feet stepped quickly, and his body jumped up.
"Ka La -"
A flash of lightning flashed, and with a "bang", it hit the place where Lin Yi had just stood, and the gravel splashed, with an amazing momentum.
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