Hearing his junior brother's stubborn remarks, senior brother Hu snorted coldly, curled his lips in disdain, and said:
"What's the pity? He brought it upon himself! How dare an ant-like mortal dare to offend Young Master Fan? Let me tell you, our Young Master Fan really has a good heart. He just let Chen Ping kill him with one blow, unlike some of the inner sects. Disciple, he talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but in fact his methods are terrifying, just hearing the name will make you wet your pants."
As he spoke, Senior Brother Hu couldn't help but pick up the "funeral objects" Zhuo Bufan threw to Qingyun and said with a smile:
"Look, Master Fan also gave him a silk scarf to be buried with him. If it weren't for his old man's instructions, I would have hidden it secretly. Don't tell me, this is something used by Fairy Yao! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
While Senior Brother Hu was talking, he actually smelled the fragrance on the silk scarf, which made Junior Brother Zhou feel nauseated.
While they were chatting, Qingyun's "body" seemed to be quietly undergoing some changes in his pocket, but it was impossible for the two of them to know.
Of course, Qingyun himself didn't know it, because he was in a very strange state at the moment.
"Where is this? Am I not dead yet? Or have I arrived in the underworld?"
Qingyun opened his mouth to speak, but he was horrified to find that he didn't even say anything now, let alone what happened.
This feeling is very strange. It is not a state of being out of control, but a "feeling" of having nothing but feeling everything.
He could feel his hands, facial features, and even everywhere on his body, but he couldn't see, hear, or touch. This state frightened him but also made him feel calm.
When he gradually calmed down from his fear and nervousness, he found that he seemed to be missing something, always empty, and he couldn't help but think about it again and again.
At the same time, on the surface of his body, the resin-wrapped Qilin teeth had already been destroyed by Chen Ping's palm force of more than a thousand kilograms, but a bit of very bright blood slowly seeped out from one of the fragments.
Different from the dried blood stains branded on the previously intact Qilin teeth, this drop of bright red blood was like a burning flame, burning through Qingyun's clothes out of thin air, and then dripped straight onto his chest.
But the miraculous thing is that Qingyun's chest was not burned like his clothes. The blood gradually penetrated into his skin and disappeared after a while, leaving only a bright red trace when it dripped, like a birthmark. Usually the mark is on Qingyun's chest, and then slowly fades away.
"Am I really not dead yet? If that's the case, what's wrong with me now? Why do I always feel like I'm missing something?"
"Ah! I understand, I should be a ghost now! That's right! It is said that people will become ghosts after they die, but people who have just died can't be ghosts yet, so they are in such a confused state! Hey, I He died after all.”
Qingyun, who was in a mysterious state, finally believed that he was dead, and couldn't help but start to become depressed. He wanted to lament but couldn't. He was really helpless.
It's just that he hasn't figured out what to do yet, and suddenly he feels that the space he is currently in is experiencing strong vibrations.
Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black sky cracked open like a young bird breaking out of its shell, but he was the tired egg waiting to be slaughtered. In the next moment, an indiscernible light group quickly struck towards the blue clouds.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
The light ball seemed to have some kind of spirituality, biting Qingyun's consciousness crazily. This kind of pain could not be described as heartbreaking. Qingyun only felt that the pain now was a hundred times stronger than when the cold poison attacked.
However, the whole "shell" surrounding him seemed unable to withstand the restlessness of the light ball inside, and it exploded. Just when Qingyun felt that he was about to become a ghost, a frightening scene happened again. !
He saw two other light balls flying towards him, which scared Qingyun to the point of splitting his liver and gallbladder!
"Holy shit, are you still coming?"
This is the first time Qingyun has spoken foul language in his life. One ball of light has already made him jump up and down in unbearable pain. If there are two more, he will just commit suicide.
Of course, he couldn't jump at all, because in this space, he didn't know whether his so-called "jump" could be called a "jump", or whether he still had feet.
But what made him breathe a sigh of relief was that the next two groups of light didn't seem to be interested in him, but were fighting with the group of light that came in first, which gave Qingyun a temporary breather.
Qingyun, who had been bitten by the ball of light, was surprised to find after recovering for a while that his feeling of loss became even stronger!
Although he didn't know what he had lost, the feeling told him intuitively that he had never been complete before. It was like he was born with two hands, but someone cut off one of his arms.
But now he can only sit quietly and watch the tiger fight, and dare not move, because after being eaten by the light ball, Qingyun also found that his consciousness has become extremely weak, and if there is a slight mistake, he may be The soul is gone.
I don't know how long it took, but the group of light that came in first was no match for the joint attacks of the other two groups, and it was obvious that the light around it was slowly weakening.
Although the energy of the other two groups of light is also being consumed rapidly, they are obviously much better than their opponents, which makes Qingyun very excited.
However, these three groups of lights were fighting, and the first group of lights seemed to have gathered enough strength, and suddenly rushed towards the other two groups. However, after scattering them, they did not break them one by one, but braked suddenly and headed in the opposite direction. Flying towards Qingyun.
This move really scared Qingyun out of his wits. Everything happened so suddenly, and the light ball was as fast as lightning, catching him off guard.
But just when Qingyun thought he was done with it, something happened that made him feel guilty.
It turned out that the group of light rushing towards him did not bite him like it did at the beginning, but chose to merge with him.
What Qingyun doesn't know is that he is actually a ball of light now, and this fusion does not feel any pain. On the contrary, it makes him feel extremely comfortable and satisfied, and it also fills his emptiness that seems to be nothing. .
After seeing that Qingyun seemed to be in no danger, the other two groups of light stopped still, as if they were monitoring or waiting. Gradually, Qingyun's consciousness began to blur again, and he was extremely tired.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the two groups of light slowly approaching him, and then he fell into a black sleep again.
Naturally, the two young monks from the Immortal Sword Sect were completely unaware of such a fierce fight and mingling. After they rested for a while, they decided to burn Qingyun's "corpse" on the spot, and then throw the ashes into the water together, and it would be over.
"Junior Brother Zhou, you are lucky to be able to follow Young Master Fan. You have to know that if an outer disciple like us doesn't have an inner disciple, he probably won't be able to get ahead in his life. Look at that arrogant Chen Ping ? He is already a senior in the Concentration Realm, and his cultivation level is thousands of miles higher than ours, but he is still not in the outer sect, and he still wants to hug Master Fan’s lap? Just be content with that!"
Junior Brother Zhou nodded silently without saying anything else. Then Senior Brother Hu handed Qingyun's silk scarf to him and said:
"Study hard, junior brother, hold it for me. The fragrance of the girl on this scarf makes it impossible for me to concentrate, hehe."
As soon as he took the silk scarf, Junior Brother Zhou frowned slightly and asked:
"Senior Brother Hu, where does the burning smell come from? You haven't cast a spell yet, right?"
"No, I haven't recited the spell yet. How can I cast it?"
As they talked, the two men looked at Qingyun's body behind them.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t see it, you will be shocked when you see it! I saw that the sack wrapped in Qingyun was burning for no reason, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.
What's even more frightening is that the fire seemed to be able to burn even water. The ticking flames did not go out after they burst onto the water, but kept jumping, scaring the two of them with their mouths wide open.
"Senior...brother, what is going on? Isn't it a corpse fraud?"
Junior Brother Zhou tugged at Senior Brother's robe and asked stammeringly.
This senior brother actually had no idea, because he was still thinking blankly that he hadn't cast the spell yet, so how could the body burn on its own?
"Don't... don't talk nonsense. How can you fake a corpse? A fake corpse should be...!"
But before the word "move" came out of his mouth, the burning sack actually moved. The two brothers were so frightened that they took three steps back, not daring to breathe. Say.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the burning sack exploded. Strong air waves spread like waves one after another, causing the brothers to cough up blood.
At this time, amid the smoke, a man with his whole body burning on fire slowly walked out from where the sack exploded. The fire burning on his body had already burned all his clothes.
He was covered in blood, so his facial features could not be seen due to the flames all over his body, but his blood-red eyes were extremely charming, covering up the fire in the sky.
The two brothers were so frightened by the shocking scene that they almost peed their pants, and their legs and feet were trembling and unruly. When the burning man walked up to them, they suddenly discovered that this monster had not just been killed. Who could be the silly boy Qingyun killed by Chen Ping?
Although Qingyun at this time did not have a green face and fangs, the feeling he gave them was completely different from the handsome young man they met in the city before.
Now Qingyun is more like a devil in human skin. Although the fire is extremely hot, his cold eyes make people feel like they are falling into a cold cave, making the two brothers shout in unison:
"Ghost!!!"
Fortunately, although their legs were weak, they were still monks, and they had the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil. Knowing that Qingyun, who did not know whether he was a human or a ghost, was difficult to deal with, the two of them ran away.
