Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan frantically ran the Zuo Forgetting Sutra of Immortality method, continuously replenishing the damaged parts of his body with pure spiritual power. He saw that the withered skin and flesh were slightly enriched by the replenishment of spiritual power, but they were completely unable to withstand the death of Xuanyin. The anger invaded and quickly shriveled up.

This is not the way to go! If he delays any longer, he will be swallowed up by Xuanyin's death energy.

Liu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat. In addition to using his spiritual power to protect his heart and spiritual platform, all his spiritual power was poured into his right leg. He saw that his right leg, which had almost only a layer of skin left, was swollen again. As Liu Qinghuan screamed in pain, his right foot was finally able to move and fell to the ground bit by bit.

But the next step is that I can’t lift it up no matter what!

Only a few breaths have passed since he knocked the corpse into the white mist. Liu Qinghuan felt like the days were like years despite the endless pain. Looking at the white mist just one step away, tears of blood dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He is now completely unrecognizable, his eyes have dried up into dead fish eyes, and he is completely blind. The flesh on the face was also mottled and fell off, revealing white bones.

Will he just perish like this? Liu Qinghuan roared in his heart, but no sound came out of his mouth.

At this last moment, a steady stream of Xuanyang energy suddenly emerged from Liu Qinghuan's dantian, flowing rapidly throughout his body along his meridians.

At the critical moment, the wooden stick released all the Xuanyang anger it had sucked in before!

Nourished by Xuanyang's vitality, Liu Qinghuan quickly regained his mobility. He raised his left foot and stepped into the white mist in front of him.

The most pure Xuanyang energy poured into half of his body, and the damaged parts were repaired. A strong sense of joy and relief spread to Liu Qinghuan's mind, although the other half of the body was still in the Xuanyin death energy, with the same intense pain and destruction. feeling.

He was about to lift his other foot and step completely into Xuanyang's anger, when a claw suddenly appeared in the white mist and blocked him!

The claws had completely lost their previous power, and the foot-long sharp nails had fallen off, leaving only bare white finger bones.

The corpse demon, which had been corroded by Xuanyang's anger and had no human form, emerged from the white mist. It raised its eyes and saw Liu Qinghuan. The anger and hatred in his eyes spurted out like real substance, and the gray hair on his head swelled.

A hiss like air leakage came from the corpse demon's damaged throat, and the huge force coming from the white finger bones made Liu Qinghuan not only move forward, but also use Qianjin Pendant to avoid being pushed back into Xuanyin's death aura.

Corpse Demon's cultivation level is much higher than Liu Qinghuan's, but it enters Xuanyang more deeply, and it has consumed too much original power to reach this point.

Although half of Liu Qinghuan's body was still in the death energy of Xuanyin, the other half was desperately absorbing the energy of Xuanyang. The two complemented each other to maintain his vitality.

Liu Qinghuan also roared angrily, and actually raised his hand to summon the small hoofed horned beast. As soon as he thought about it, the little white horned beast ran wildly with its hooves and was instantly submerged in the white mist.

Corpse Demon only moved his eyes slightly, and when he saw the little beast running away, he ignored it and only intensified his efforts to push Liu Qinghuan back into Xuanyin's death aura.

It hates Liu Qinghuan to the core, and even if it wastes its precious original power, it will kill him! If it hadn't been unable to use any magic in Xuanyang's anger, Liu Qinghuan would have died countless times.

Its cultivation level was too high. Even if Liu Qinghuan used all his strength, his body was still pushed back into the Xuanyin death energy bit by bit.

"Ah!" Liu Qinghuan roared unwillingly, once again experiencing the devastating pain. Corpse Demon was so happy that he let out a hissing laugh.

Seeing that except for Liu Qinghuan's left foot, his entire upper body was wrapped in Xuanyin's death energy, if it weren't for the air leaking from his throat, Corpse Demon would have laughed wildly.

At this moment, a huge white figure rushed out of the white mist with the sound of howling wind, and hit the zombie at lightning speed!

"..." Corpse Demon was horrified to find that he was knocked out again! And because the force of the collision was too great, it hit far further this time than last time!

"Bang!" Corpse Demon fell to the ground with its legs in the air, almost falling apart.

Here, without the obstruction of Corpse Demon, Liu Qinghuan moved his upper body back into Xuanyang's anger.

The little hoof-horned beast that had regained its true form was more than a foot tall, and the two weapon-like sharp horns on its huge head looked quite fierce. But standing in front of Liu Qinghuan, Chu Yi quickly transformed back into the size of a pony and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Just after listening to Liu Qinghuan's words, it circled the white mist, kept accelerating, accelerating, and finally ran in a circle at its fastest speed, and sure enough, it knocked the corpse demon away in one fell swoop.

Liu Qinghuan smiled reassuringly at it and stopped it from wanting to get closer. I couldn't help but feel a little touched in my heart, he must be very ugly now, but Chu Yi didn't dislike it, and finally he didn't care for him in vain.

He was about to take his right leg back into Xuanyang's anger, but suddenly he was stunned!

He had been focusing on wrestling with the corpse demon before, and he had no time to pay attention to the situation in his body. He just discovered that the Nishengzhu in the sea of ​​​​consciousness had been absorbing the vitality of Xuanyang and the death energy of Xuanyin.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised for a moment, and then became thoughtful.

He suddenly had some realization. The two qi of life and death were so similar to the black and white colors of Nishengzhu. Could this be the opportunity for him to grow a sword?

After only a moment of hesitation, Liu Qinghuan resolutely lowered his raised right leg and lowered it again.

He gave an instruction to the little hoofed horned beast, raised his left hand that had recovered well, and patted its head.

Chu Yi rubbed his hand, turned around and disappeared into the white mist.

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. He turned on his toes, and his upper body, which was already completely covered in white mist, retreated back into the black air, and he sat down cross-legged.

So, at the dividing line between black and white, Liu Qinghuan's body was half human and half ghost, and he began to recall the sword condensation chapter of "The Swordsmanship of Bamboo Heart Planting".

However, this half of his body was extremely comfortable and the other half was in extreme pain, which made him a little upset and difficult to calm down.

Liu Qinghuan simply stopped thinking about condensing the sword's intention, and instead silently worked on the "Zuo Forgetting Sutra of Immortality" mental method, while silently reciting the Taoist meaning mentioned in "Zuo Forgetting the Sutra of Immortality".

Just when Liu Qinghuan gradually adapted to the two completely different feelings of the body and entered a state of selflessness, the corpse demon on the other side was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood!

After it was knocked out by the little horned beast, it finally got up from the ground. In the process of crawling, a lot of its long gray hair and flesh were torn off.

He had already consumed too much power and did not dare to delay at all. He even mobilized the Yin power of the Yin Dan in his body, just wanting to quickly return to the Xuanyin death energy.

As for that little bug, after it regains its strength, it must be caught, and then its muscles and bones will be twitched, its flesh will be eaten, its blood will be drunk, its bones will be bruised and ashes will be thrown away, and its soul will be imprisoned, so that it will never be reincarnated!

The corpse demon rushed towards Xuanyin Death Qi with full of hatred, and then... he was knocked to the ground by the small hoofed horned beast that blocked the way!

The corpse demon opened its ferocious mouth with only a few strands of white flesh hanging on it, struggled to let out an angry hiss, and then dropped its jaw...

After the little hoofed horned beast hit the person, it didn't stop and quickly hid in the white mist. When the corpse demon finally got up, it rushed over and knocked it over again!

The corpse demon was furious, but it couldn't catch Chu Yi at all, and it had no time to waste any more time. Damn beast! It won't let it go!

But now it's not that the corpse demon doesn't let the little hoof horned beast go, it's that the little hoof horned beast doesn't let go of the corpse demon.