Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The water, suffocating, the biting chill, mixed with endless darkness, pressed towards Wang Xuebin.

In the darkness, Wang Xuebin held his breath and struggled to open his eyes.

The confined space brought heavy depression. The straw mat is still the same straw mat, the coffin is still the same coffin, and Wang Xuebin is still the same Wang Xuebin. The only difference is that the beauty of Chu people is no longer there.

It turned out that Wang Xuebin never escaped from the beauty of Chu from beginning to end.

The so-called wake-up and the so-called fight with the Chu people's beauty are all illusions created by the Chu people's beauty using their ghost energy to create for Wang Xuebin.

And the medium of ghost energy is the disgusting corpse oil behind Wang Xuebin.

The dark and smelly corpse oil slowly wrapped around Wang Xuebin's body like a spider weaving a web.

It was this fatal threat that stimulated Wang Xuebin to wake up from the suppression of the ghost energy as thick as a sea of ​​blood.

‘Dada’

Light up a fluorescent stick, and the dazzling red fluorescent light illuminated the narrow space. Wang Xuebin raised his hands hard and looked at it.

The corpse oil has dyed his hands black. No wonder he just raised his hand, it seemed so laborious.

Wang Xuebin frowned, took out the diving equipment from the space, carried it carefully, and then concentrated his mind and qi, slowly poured the sea water stored in the space into the coffin.

When metaphysics is not very useful, science becomes Wang Xuebin's primary choice.

The pressure in the coffin was getting stronger and stronger, and Wang Xuebin also closed his eyes, concentrated his energy, and silently resisted the pressure.

‘Cruff~~~’

The sound of twisting and breaking between the coffin plates seems so dull and so pleasant under the transmission of water.

Hearing this voice, Wang Xuebin suddenly opened his eyes, struggled to raise his hands, and protect his head.

‘Crack ~~~~b!’

With a muffled sound, the coffin board cracked in response. Wang Xuebin, who was out of trouble, didn't care about anything else. He quickly hooked up Uncle Jiu who was still struggling in the sedan chair, pulled out the jade pendant from his neck, held it in his hand, and pushed it hard!

"Ao~~"

Accompanied by a strange roar, the originally gorgeous and weird red sedan became a ball of paper supported by bamboo frames, and when soaked in water, it became a ball of ball.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin did not dare to neglect, and quickly hooked the struggled Uncle Jiu and swam towards the water with both hands and feet.

With a loud bang, Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu broke through the water surface, but he still didn't dare to be careless. He held Uncle Jiu's hand with his hands, and held the jade pendant between his palms. It was not until he swam ashore that he felt excited.

"Ahem...Ahem...Ahem..."

Wang Xuebin took off the diving equipment, threw it aside, collapsed on the ground, his body was sore and weak, and he had no strength.

"Guanlan, you..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's weak and worried call, Wang Xuebin opened his eyes and turned his head to look. Uncle Jiu's face was purple and blue, and it looked very ugly.

"What...what is wrong..."

"Your face..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took out a mirror and raised it to look at it.

Sure enough, his originally handsome face was bloodless at this time. Not only that, there were dark patterns on his face.

In the dark lines, a sticky material like asphalt was flowing freely, slowly climbing and connecting, like the venom in Marvel, with a disgusting smell.

"Ahem cough cough..."

On the side, Uncle Jiu coughed a few times and vomited a few sips of water, which made him feel a little better.

"Guanlan, jade pendant!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin didn't hesitate and simply handed over the jade pendant in his hand. However, the hand holding the jade pendant had black patterns as if it was meeting a natural enemy, so he could not avoid it.

Uncle Jiu saw this and saw a flash of splendor in his eyes. He took the jade pendant, bit his index finger, and wiped a blood mark on the jade pendant.

Immediately afterwards, he sat up again, put the jade pendant against Wang Xuebin's eyebrows, pinched his hands, pressed against the jade pendant, circulated the qi, and recited the mantra in a deep voice:

"The Big Dipper Seven Yuan, the spirit of the sky is dominated by heaven. The Great Saint of Tiangang has a huge power and light. He goes up to the world and cuts off the evil source. He rides on the clouds and comes to the altar. He descends to the true energy and penetrates the water into the smoke. He passes through the three realms, and thousands of demons hold their fists. He kills demons and destroys the traces, returns to death and ascends to the immortals, and is the commander!"

Accompanied by the spells, a silver light penetrated from the void and pierced directly into Wang Xuebin's eyebrows.

"Uhhhhh~~~"

As the silver sharp light continued to cleanse Wang Xuebin's body, a heart-wrenching pain that came from the depths of his soul surged up.

"Guanlan, bear with it. If you eliminate the uncleanness, it will affect your future path of cultivation!"

"Uhhhhhh...come...continue...uh~~~"

The pain of bone shaking is better than the wave, like a sharp blade along his bones and removing his muscles.

Wang Xuebin's eyes were raised, blue veins were exposed, and blood was chewed out of gums, and hair all over his body was standing on its back. Cold sweat was like water flowing, drizzling.

Uncle Jiu saw all this in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. While casting spells to cleanse the ghost energy in Wang Xuebin's body, he was also expelling the ghost energy in his body.

After all, Wang Xuebin still has the Maoshan jade pendant to protect his body, so Uncle Jiu resisted it entirely with his magic power.

Fortunately, the evil ghost named Annie cannot be compared with the beauty of Chu people. Otherwise, he would be in danger.

"Guanlan, hurry up! The magical mantra of purifying the body!"

Feeling the silver light gradually rushing into his throat, Wang Xuebin did not dare to neglect. He endured the pain, formed seals with his hands, fucked his hoarse voice, and recited Taoist mantras.

"The Heavenly Lord of Lingbao comforts his body, the soul of his disciples, the mysterious darkness of the five internal organs, the blue dragon and the white tiger, the team battles, the Xuanwu of the Vermillion Bird, and the body of the guards, hurry up and as the order of the law!

Vomit ~~p~~”

After reciting the mantra, a violent hiccup was overwhelming in his heart. Wang Xuebin couldn't suppress it and quickly stood up and vomited.

The colorful black, like asphalt, gushed out along Wang Xuebin's mouth and nose.

As soon as this asphalt ball of stench fell to the ground, it struggled to cling to Wang Xuebin again.

Uncle Jiu saw this and bit the tip of his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and suddenly spit out.

The bright blood was like a strong acid, corroding the asphalt spit out by Wang Xuebin, leaving only black smoke.

"Cough cough~Cough cough cough..."

The black patterns gradually faded away, and any places on Wang Xuebin's body that had been clinged by the black patterns left traces of festering.

Wang Xuebin looked at his ugly hands, shook his head and smiled bitterly, summoned a ball of hydrogen peroxide and poured it straight on.

"Don't worry, I'll give you some medicine when you go back, so you won't leave any scars!"

Uncle Jiu, who was standing by, thought Wang Xuebin was afraid of leaving scars, so he started to comfort him.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin shook his head gently, looked at Uncle Jiu who was slumped on the ground, and said self-deprecatingly:

"Scar...hehe! I just feel that I underestimated others. If I hadn't deceived Annie, how could our uncle and nephew suffer this fate?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu also laughed, looked at the lake with a flat surface like a mirror, shook his head and said softly:

"No need to be like this, young people! Is it still called young people if you don't make mistakes? If you don't make mistakes, where does your experience come from? Making mistakes early is better than making mistakes late. Wouldn't you be careful next time?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin shook his head and remained silent.

young?

In terms of age, he is almost twice as old as Uncle Ninth. How can he be young or not?

I have played more and more conspiracies, so I have played myself in!

It was obvious that the problem could be solved by force, but I wanted to make some tricks and get some advantage, but the result was that I didn’t take advantage of the advantage, but instead made me feel uncomfortable!

"Ha! Uncle Jiu, please take a rest first. Today, I have to take these two evil spirits!

I, Wang Guanlan, have never suffered such a big loss for so many years!

I want to see today whether it is my Wang Guanlan who has strong kung fu or your two of you who are deeply stubborn!

The water is coming!!!”