Nightfall

>. The vines on the cliff are very strong, but after the tears of dozens of horrors, they seem so fragile, split into countless sections, and spray towards the jungle road. [.⒌1.]

The vines are very strong, which does not mean that the weight is heavy, in fact, it is very light, but when these vine passages are on the mountain road and in the forest, they are like heavy siege stones.

Accompanied by a thunderous bang, the passage of vines hit the ground, smashing countless holes, flying into the forest, breaking countless trees, splashing countless debris, debris roaring, and some deep into the solid trunk , Some of them cut a deep white mark on the surface of hard stone, which is very terrifying.

A section of thin and soft green vines fell from the cliff and hit Longqing's back.

He felt that his back was hit by a boulder, his face suddenly pale, he vomited a lot of blood, his eyes showed a terrified expression, forced to endure the injury, and continued to run down the mountain.

The old Taoists in the cave had a complicated feeling about Longqing, because he represented the hope of coming back to the world, but also represented the shadow of death. The combination of the two became the darkest and sweetest temptation.

They silently watched half of the Taoist people ’s pass, silently realized something, and understood that even if Long Qing was no longer so vicious, in the process of using the gray-eye skills, he could not control the unstoppable ambition and greed, and That absolutely cruel ambition and greed ultimately represented their death.

The priests who were wounded by the Confucius and Ke Haoran to the rest of their lives, had been lingering in this mountain for decades, and still did not die, which meant that they did not want to die. If they do not want to die, they must be able to resist the dark and sweet temptation that Long Qing brought them. The easiest way is to kill him.

Long Qing didn't understand this truth from the beginning, but half of the Taoist people had warned him before he died, so he reacted in the first time and tried to escape.

However, even if he knew how terrible the realm of these old Taoists in the cave was, he still didn't expect it, just a few dozen breaths. It triggered such a tremendous power.

The rocks on the mountain road were flying and tumbling, and the dense forest was covered with trees, and they produced countless smoke and dust.

Long Qing, who was pale, ran wild in these smoke and dangerous explosions, desperately avoiding those vines and fallen trees that could easily kill himself.

for him. Fortunately. In these days when he left the South China Sea and came to Zhishouguan, he had to climb this cliff every day to give things to these old Taoists in the cave. So he is very familiar with the terrain of this mountain cliff and the dense forest under the mountain, and this familiarity can help him make the most rapid and accurate response.

From time to time, debris cut his skin and flesh and blood, and he suffered more and more injuries. Bleeding blood is also increasing, the color of the black robe has not changed, but the edge of the lapel has been soaked and began to drip.

Gradually, the explosion in the jungle became more and more sparse, and there were fewer and fewer broken pieces of vines. He left the mountain and moved away. He did not slow down his running speed, but the expression on his face became calmer. More and more calmly in the deepest part of the calm expression, maybe there is palpitation and ecstasy, but no one can see.

Even himself.

Long Qing finally managed to get away from the cliff and ran into Zhishouguan.

He came to the lake and looked at the grass like gold and jade on the eaves of the seven grass houses. His eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly a low roar like an injured beast.

He rushed into the third hut. Reaching out and holding the Tianshu sand scroll.

The Tianshusha scroll records countless occult studies, vast as a sea and extremely thick, but somehow, when he was stained with blood in his right hand. When it landed on the sand scroll, the scroll seemed thinner.

Long Qing stuffed the sand scroll into his arms. He walked out of the hut and looked at the other hut, but when he was about to continue to do something, he suddenly felt a very faint breath and was approaching the lake at a very fast speed. Not daring to delay the time, running toward the Taoist Temple in the distance.

The Taoist Temple is a medicine hall of awareness.

These days Longqing has been refining medicine in the medicine hall, and is very familiar with it. He ran directly to the alchemy room at the end of the medicine hall, and took out the pot that had been simmering in the pot.

Although he forcibly absorbed the practice of half a Taoist, the experience consciousness and thoughtfulness of a powerful apocalyptic realm with more than five realms can be imagined how magnificent, with his realm at this time, there is no way to absorb it in a short time. It must even suppress these tendencies in the body with extremely strong will.

When he escaped from the cave, he was seriously injured.

It stands to reason that he should not hesitate at this time, swallow this furnace that he exhausted his hard work and refining, and then sit down and transport his medicine to ensure that he survives. It is strange that he was watching Did not look at these immortals, but went directly to the front hall.

He pushed open the sandalwood door and walked to the simple display rack.

On the display shelf, there is a small medicine bottle that is crystal clear and I don't know what material it is made of.

In order to resist the temptation, he has not opened the sandalwood door these days, and he has not even glanced behind the door, but in his heart, he did not know how many times he had imagined holding this small medicine bottle, and how many times he had imagined The feeling of this little medicine bottle in his arms.

So he remembered the position of the small medicine bottle very clearly.

He reached out without any hesitation, and his movements were very accurate.

He was almost ruthless and ignorant, and his mood was dark and terrifying. Even the old Taoists in the cave felt faintly afraid. The moment the finger touched the small medicine bottle, he still couldn't help shaking.

His fingers were stained with blood, with a strong smell of blood.

The little pill bottle smelled of light medicine.

When this extremely faint medicine smelled around his fingers, all the **** smell seemed to be purified instantly, and no longer could be smelled. Long Qing even felt that the serious injury in his body seemed to disappear instantly.

No matter how hard he stayed calm, his gray eyes suddenly brightened.

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When Long Qing walked out of the Hall of Medicine and was about to find the way to leave Zhishouguan with the fastest speed, some accidents, but not unexpectedly, saw the figure of the middle-aged Taoist in front of the meadow.

The meadow in early autumn, strangely did not turn yellow, nor frost-white color, still a piece of green, middle-aged Taoist wearing a light blue robe, standing in front of the meadow, as if going to melt into it, looking very Eye-catching.

This picture means some other information for Long Qing. He has never known what step the master ’s cultivation practice has reached. At this time, watching the other party blend into the meadow indiscriminately, he finally confirmed that the master has already entered the realm of destiny, and even has May have reached the pinnacle of destiny.

There was a bitter smile on Long Qing ’s face, and I thought it was true. I still know how to be lonely and lonely. I am still a holy place of Taoism and an unknowable place for practitioners to respect the kingdom of God. How can Taoists in Taoism be ordinary people?

The middle-aged Taoist stared at him quietly and said, "Why do you do this?"

Long Qing knew what he was asking and replied: "Because I want to do this."

In the South China Sea boat, the Tsing Yi Taoist had a very important conversation with Long Qing. It was from that moment on that Long Qing realized that he understood Haotian's will.

Middle-aged Taoists meditate on Taoism all year round in Zhishouguan, and the Qingyi Taoists on the Nanhai boat are brothers and sisters, and naturally understand the meaning of Long Qing ’s answer.

He looked at Long Qing and said, "Brother's opinion, I, as a brother, may not agree, but I can't find a reason to oppose him, but even if our intentions are all Haotian's will, I still don't understand why you To do this, to practice in Zhishouguan, to read heavenly books, to be able to get along with those Taoist predecessors day and night, even if you do nothing, just practice calmly, and one day you will be able to restore your original strength and even gain A better state, why do you take such risks? "

"Because I am not alone in the world."

Long Qing replied. He did n’t say this completely. He knew very well that when he was meditating in Zhishouguan, those people did n’t stop moving. Dao Chi had become a great arbiter of adjudication. The key is that the man named Ning Que will not wait for himself.

He needs time.

He could not practice quietly in this Taoist temple for decades.

Because although he looked calm and his mood seemed calm, he couldn't get real peace.

Before defeating Dao Chi and killing Ning Que.

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The middle-aged Taoist person suddenly smelled a faint scent of medicine, and his expression faded, saying, "It is already a great sin to murder Senior Daomen. Do you still want to steal Daomen Zhibao?"

Long Qing knew that Uncle Master had found that he had stolen a small medicine bottle. When he was about to say something, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly felt the breath of Tianshu on him. He could not help but change his color and reprimanded loudly, "You dare to steal Tianshu!" Are you not afraid of getting into the underworld! "

"I've been thinking ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Before I was really desperate, no longer arrogant, no longer swaying in the light and darkness, began to be an ordinary businessman, trying to spend this tedious life vulgarly, like a mortal Time, why the subjective lord wants to save himself. "

"Until I came to Zhishouguan, I began to practice gray eyes, and after seeing Tongtian Maru, I was gradually unable to suppress the temptation of the breath of those Taomen seniors in the cave, especially the half-way Taoist who told me the strong and proud relationship before he died. It was only then that I gradually realized that if the subject can still find something different in me, it is that I am no longer attached to this world, so I can be proud of everything in the world without any pride. , I can abandon everything, so I have the best chance to be the strongest person. "

Long Qing looked at the middle-aged Taoist quietly and said with a strange smile on his pale face: "As long as he can become stronger again, what if he wants to sink in the underworld forever? What if I am willing to pay in the underworld forever The price of sinking, why should I not be strong again? "

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(Oh, the update feels so good ... there are still ha today, and I'm trying to write slowly.) To be continued ...