The corpse was knocked to the ground by the hoofed beast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The first year of junior high school remembered Liu Qinghuan's instructions, ran after the collision, and never stayed by the corpse's side.

Time and time again, more and more things fell from the corpse's body, and the speed at which it got up became slower and slower. Until its other arm, which was only a skeleton, fell off, and it could only squirm on the ground with difficulty.

Zhang Xinghai looked at the Xuanyin Dead Qi that was close at hand, and his eyes showed infinite longing.

Five hundred years, he has been trapped in this underground palace for five hundred years! Seeing that he was about to get rid of his life, now he has fallen short. He never thought that in the end, he would not be killed by a Jindan monk with the same cultivation, not by Yuanying's pursuit, but by a small insect who used Xuanyang to live and die.

Knowing this, he should have fought for the damage of the Yin Pill in the first place, and he would rush in to destroy the formation in one fell swoop!

The general trend had gone, and now that its Yin Pill power had been exhausted, the corpse slowly stopped all movements, and then quickly turned into ashes in Xuanyang's anger.

Poor Jindan stage corpse, just like this, was killed by a Qi cultivation stage monk and a small beast that was only a first-order, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

The little hoofed beast watched curiously from afar as the corpse turned to ashes with its large, clean eyes, and was disappointed to find that there was nothing more to collide with. In the end, he actually exhaled like Liu Qinghuan, it hadn't played enough......

When he walked back to Liu Qinghuan on the first day, he saw Liu Qinghuan meditating with his eyes closed, his eyes rolled, and he quietly slipped into the white mist to play.

Liu Qinghuan had completely sunk into a state of emptiness at this time. It was as if he had returned to the age he had just remembered, and the first interweaving of life and death in his life.

At that time, a couple came to the beggar's nest in Ning'an City. The man was skinny and sick, while the woman had a big belly and had to go out every day to ask for food.

When the day of childbirth came, they naturally did not have the money to find a stable wife, and the other beggars did not allow the woman to give birth in the beggar's nest, saying that it was unlucky to see blood.

The couple could only find a corner outside the house, and there was not even hot water, so the woman could only be stubborn. However, the fetal position was not correct, and it was not born for two days.

Old man Liu was not paralyzed at that time, and he wrote some letters to people every day to look at his face, so he still had a few copper plates left on his hands. Seeing that the woman's cry was really miserable, he moved his heart to hide, and finally invited a stable woman after a lot of desperate requests.

But it dragged on for too long, and even if Wen Po came, the woman only showed a faint smile when the child was born.

Liu Qinghuan was only three years old at the time, and he listened to the child's kitten-like cry in his father's arms, but he remembered the last smile of the woman when she was dying.

Time passed, scenes of life and death appeared in front of his eyes, and many memories that he had forgotten when he was young resurfaced. As a beggar, he is destined to experience more lives and deaths than others.

Later, when I fled, and then I went to practice, I saw more. And he himself has been hovering on the edge of life and death countless times.

Countless pictures gradually dispersed, and the black and white qi that had been flowing around Liu Qinghuan suddenly accelerated the flow rate, and the collision and fusion between the two became more and more frequent. The extreme yin gives birth to the extreme yang, and the extreme yang gives birth to the extreme yin, just like the life and death, and death is the beginning of life.

Therefore, they do not know how to live or die. Its exit is not happy, and its entry is not far away. Don't forget where it started, don't seek what it ends. Therefore, his life is also heavenly, and his death is also materialized. Static and with the same virtue as the yin, moving and with the same wave with the yang. Its spirit is pure, and its soul is unstoppable. Nothingness and tranquility are in harmony with heaven.

Just when Liu Qinghuan fell into an epiphany, a tiny point of light suddenly appeared inside the reverse birth bamboo in the sea of consciousness, like starlight in the vast dark night, as if there was, as if there was nothing; As time passed, the starlight grew bigger and brighter, revealing its gray truth.

At this time, outside the white mist, the monks of all sects obediently stayed in the light curtain. They didn't dare to go out because there were dozens of corpses outside.

These corpses did not receive the command of the corpses, and only poked in place in a daze, like wooden stakes.

However, with the death of the corpses, the corpses suddenly lost their restraints and became active, howling in unison and pounced on the light curtain.

Everyone was startled, and those who were sitting close to the light curtain even crawled away.

"What's going on?" Xuanbo stood up in confusion and looked at the white mist in the center of the cave.

"I'm afraid things have changed in the white fog. It was Jia Zhou who answered him, with a worried look on his face: "The corpse and Senior Brother Liu are both inside, I don't know how Senior Brother Liu is now." ”

From Yun Zheng's mouth, they all learned about Liu Qinghuan rushing into the white mist. After knowing this, the people of the Wen Shi faction almost fought with Yun Zheng. Yu Zhi even threatened that if something happened to Liu Qinghuan, he would seek revenge from Yun Zheng.

In the end, Xuanbo came out to mediate: "Senior Brother Liu and Yun Daoyou are close friends, and he will save him, which shows that Senior Brother Liu regards Yun Daoyou as a life-saving fellowship." We are embarrassed by Yun Daoyou, but it is not in line with Senior Brother Liu's wishes. ”

Jia Zhou also said: "Yes." Besides, Senior Brother Liu is witty, and he should dare to take risks only if he has something to rely on, so let's not add to the chaos. ”

That being said, the others still looked very unhappy when they looked at Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng was even more unhappy, he watched Liu Qinghuan being thrown into the blood array with his heart, and saw him rushing into the white mist with yellow light, just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the corpse make a bloody way and rush in, he was even more unhappy.

His face was covered with black clouds, and his gaze never left the white mist, even as the corpse generals excitedly surrounded the light curtain.

Time passed minute by minute, and the monks saw that the corpse would not be able to break through the light curtain at all, and their fear was much less. At this time, they can be regarded as really relieved, and they are in the mood to laugh with others.

"Haha, this time I was able to escape from the corpses, I have to brag about going back!" someone laughed loudly.

"Me too, I can blow for the rest of my life!" said another.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank the Daoists of the Wenshi Sect, if it weren't for the Empty Saint Venerable of their sect, I'm afraid we would all be dead by this time. ”

"Well, that's right. Let's go, let's go and thank you. ”

Not only these two people, but also other people, whether out of courtesy or genuine gratitude, came to Wenshi to send everyone to thank them. Yin Ba was proud, in the limelight, and made a big name.

As for those who died before, they are all dead, what else is there to say.

The waiting time passed quickly, and after more than an hour, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, and the first person to rescue appeared at the entrance of the cave, followed by more people.

The eleven golden pills on the broken abyss were all counted, and all the corpses were cleaned up without much effort.

Only then did the Qi cultivators dare to step out of the light curtain, and they all gathered in front of the Jindan monks of their own sect, and the Wenshi faction all gathered around Lin Huanzhi.

At this time, the difference was seen, only the disciples of the Wenshi Sect had survived the most, and there were no disciples from the three sects, and I don't know if there were no disciples from their sect who were arrested, or if like the Huangshan Sect, the disciples who were caught here had all died in the blood array.

The Jindan monks' faces turned pale, and the Wanhua Zhenren of the Hidden Immortal Sect asked, "Where is the corpse?"

During the Qi cultivation period, the disciples rushed to reply. Hearing that the corpses had entered the white mist, the Jindan monks glanced at each other, leaving everyone behind and flying towards the white mist.

Lin Huanzhi of the Wenshi Sect didn't immediately follow in, and asked in a flat tone, "How many disciples have we died?"