In the tent, Wu Gen glanced around the five people, somewhat confused, "Everyone, why are you all crying? I'm not doing well."
Five of you, look at me and I look at you. Feng'er, who always had a sharp tongue, was about to speak, but after receiving a sharp look from Qi He, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.
In the end, Qiao Ban couldn't help it any longer, "Baoxiang said that you should give your last words after your return. Wu Gen, don't worry, I will definitely build you a beautiful coffin and let you rest in peace."
Wu Gen was stunned for a long time with his mouth open, and then he said angrily: "Who said I was going to die? I'm not doing well. Why did I come back to life? Is there such a energetic dying person?"
Baoxiang sighed and patted Wu Gen's hand gently, "Good brother, your face has been frighteningly pale these days, but tonight your face suddenly turned rosy. Why don't you let us have bad suspicions.
I know that you are so young and you definitely don’t want to die, and I don’t want you to die either, but we can’t decide life or death. Brother, if you have any last wishes, just tell us and we will definitely help you fulfill them. "new
"I...I, hey, what's going on?" Wu Gen slapped his thigh, "Okay, okay, I'm going to die, and I might burp in a while. In this way, to make a long story short, this place is quite peaceful. , I'm going to a quiet place for a while and retreat for a while.
If everything goes well, he will naturally not become a monster again, at least not a pure monster. If I fail and lose my mind, please don't be soft-hearted and kill me with one knife, so as not to harm the world.
After I left, water followed the moon as the main theme. Everyone thought about continuing to travel and wandering around. If they didn't want to play anymore, they could return as soon as possible. There was no need to lose their lives in this inhospitable place. "
Wu Gen also knew that Shui Congyue and others were purely accompanying him on this trip to the Great Relic Continent. If he were to die, he would leave just like that. Feng'er is different. She has a big plan and she will definitely not be willing to turn back like this. So it’s up to you whether you want to go or stay, so that everyone can get together and part ways.
There was silence in the tent, and an unspeakable aura filled the air. Holly Bird finally realized something was wrong, sobbed and rubbed her head against Wu Gen's clothes.
"Since everyone is silent, it's settled." Wu Gen couldn't bear the feeling of being sent off, so he stood up and walked out of the tent.
"Wu Gen, take it." Baoxiang suddenly took out a small package from the baggage and opened it. It was full of children's clothes. Judging from the ugly stitching, it was probably Baoxiang's handiwork.
"What are you doing?" Wu Gen's eyes went straight.
Baoxiang had a kind face and gentle eyes, "These are clothes for the baby. Half of them were sewn by me and half of them were modified by Feng'er. If the baby is born in seclusion, put it on quickly to prevent it from freezing." By the way, do you really not want me to accompany you to deliver the baby?"
"Baoxiang, didn't we agree that these clothes are all made by you?" Feng'er's voice trembled with anger. She is a dignified head of the Tiandao Sect, but she was a little uncomfortable being a female celebrity like this. She was even shaken out by Bao Xiang in front of her. This was so embarrassing.
Baoxiang bowed his hands to Feng'er and Qihe with a sincere face, "I know that Master Feng has always been a hero. He never wants to make public the good deeds he has done. What he pays attention to is that he brushes off his clothes when the matter is over and hides his identity and reputation. . But on this occasion today, I, Baoxiang, have to clear up the name of Master Feng. Qi He, if you marry me like this, what else can I ask for? You must not betray Feng'er."
Qi He turned back and glanced at Feng'er, his eyes were warm, which forced Feng'er's anger to go away, and he had no choice but to shut his mouth.
The corners of Shui Congyue's mouth twitched slightly. After being together for a long time, he didn't know that this treasure elephant was as haggard as Wu Gen. Qihe was also in bad luck if he stayed with these two people.
Wu Gen looked at the clothes in his hands, then looked at the concerned expressions of everyone, and said fiercely: "Don't worry, you don't need to accompany me, I will definitely give birth to six cubs, one for each of us, no one will suffer." He said angrily and walked out. go.
Seeing the mournful eyes of everyone, Wu Gen almost ran away. After walking for about a moment and seeing no one around, Wu Gen dug a big hole in the snow with a broken knife and stuck his butt out and got in.
Sitting in the snow cave, Wu Gen was concentrating and slowly fell into a trance.
Soul space.
At this time, pieces of gray mist were flying around in the Soul Space, some of which had even fallen on top of the Soul Fire, making the Soul Fire dim and difficult to see.
Looking at all this, Wu Gen sighed. These endless gray fogs were the concrete manifestation of the invasion of chaos. A few days ago, the gray mist had a tendency to gather and form, hoping to merge with his soul fire. In desperation, Wu Gen had no choice but to wake up the slender slave who was still sleeping, and it took a lot of effort to disperse the formed gray mist.
But that's it, these gray fogs are like scabies. After being exterminated for a period of time, they will reappear, killing them and destroying them.
After discussing with Slim Waist Slave and Mu, Wu Gen decided to stay in seclusion for a period of time and concentrate his efforts to eliminate them. Otherwise, the more time goes by, the more these chaotic forms will multiply, and the faster Wu Gen's soul power will be absorbed. , I’m afraid it will never be eradicated.
To put it bluntly, this chaotic form is like a vine clinging to a big tree. It is born by absorbing human blood and soul power, gradually grows stronger through the host, and finally replaces it.
Wu Gen had been feeling groggy these days, just competing with the gray fog and unable to distinguish his other thoughts. Now, we have reached the point where we can no longer make up our minds without pain. If the Chaos Formation can be wiped out in one fell swoop, that will be enough. If it continues, the Chaos Formation will grow stronger and occupy the magpie's nest, and by then Wu Gen will no longer be Wu Gen.
After being prepared, Mu's figure appeared in the soul space, with white silky mist escaping from his body. The mist and the gray mist were intertwined with each other, regardless of each other.
This white mist is one of Mu's methods, specially used to confuse people. It is actually equivalent to the magic of the soul. When used here today, it is equivalent to fighting fire with fire.
Soon, the gray and white mist became entangled with each other and could no longer move freely.
Wu Gen recited the soul song, and the soul fire suddenly doubled in size, and several more strands of soul fire were separated into sharp blades. As the soul fire rotated like crazy, the chaotic shapes attached to it were thrown to the surface bit by bit like dregs. The sharp blades on the side were flying wildly, scraping these chaotic shapes from the soul fire.
In ancient times, there was scraping of bones to treat poisons, and now Wu Gen scrapes souls to heal wounds, but the pain is the same.
In the snow cave, it was bone-chilling, but layers of mist rose from Wu Gen's body. He bit the broken knife tightly in his mouth and howled like a wild beast from time to time.
Shui Congyue and the others, who had followed them all the way because they were worried, looked at each other in confusion and felt their scalps numb as they listened to the continuous miserable screams. Whoever is in retreat is like this, isn't it because they are wandering in the eight extremes and subconsciously understanding the Tao? Why do they still feel like being tortured? Is it possible that giving birth to a child is so painful?
In the soul space, the chaotic shapes on the soul fire have been eliminated. The soul song suddenly became louder, and the soul rotated faster and faster. A layer of armor made of condensed soul power covered the soul fire. Uneasy, Mu added a layer of white mist to the outside of the armor.
The vague figure of the slender-waisted slave appeared in the soul space, and the figure gradually expanded, covering the space like a sky curtain.
As his figure passed by, countless green thunders fell. The thunder was like rain, like the falling sky, washing every place in the space, making everything around suddenly blurry.
In addition to the pain of being scratched by a knife, Wu Gen also suffered the pain of a lightning strike, but he did not dare to avoid it at all. The thunder came like a galloping horse, trampling on the gray mist that was escaping in all directions. After an unknown amount of time, when Wu Gen felt that his soul power was about to run out, the slender-waisted slave finally stopped the lightning strike.
The space was empty all around, and there was no trace of gray fog anymore. Wu Gen stopped his soul song, and the soul fire was less than one-tenth of its original size. It was like a candle in the wind, trembling, and almost the same as a baby born in Fang.
"How?" Wu Gen asked weakly.
Slender Slave and Mu sensed carefully, "It should have been removed. The chaotic form attached to the soul is no longer hindered, but what should we do with the physical body."
Chaos possession does not only infect the soul, but also the physical body, thereby controlling the possessed body from the inside out.
Wu Gen was very lucky that his soul was fine, and he could only slowly think of ways to deal with his physical body.
After sending Slender Nu and Mu away, Wu Gen had time to think about Xuanyuan Technique. Although this technique was created specifically for the Ming clan, Wu Gen discovered after trying it several times that others could also use it.
The Ming clan is restricted by the environment of Da Yizhou and cannot practice Qi. This Xuanyuan
Art provides a way to make amends. But in fact, this method cannot achieve immediate results, and the Ming clan can do whatever they want.
Because the most important purpose of this Xuanyuan Technique is to sense the innate energy in nothingness. It is said that nothingness produces one Qi, one Qi produces yin and yang, and yin and yang generate the three bodies. It is to use this Qi as the source to replenish the essence, energy and spirit, and it is not specifically for practicing Qi.
The biggest drawback of this technique is that there is no question of whether it can be sensed or not. Even if it is sensed, this innate Qi is rare. Although most of it can be converted into Qi, it still has to be divided into the two treasures of Jing and Shen. Compared with the external The continent's spiritual energy is still a little thinner. It can only be said that this is a hopeless method in the great relic continent where there is no aura.
However, the advantage of this method is that the water flows slowly, and Qi is the original light, the source of all things, and is naturally in harmony with the Tao, so there are no disadvantages. If one were to purely cultivate innate Qi, it would be more generous than acquired Qi such as Spiritual Qi and Ni Qi, and the cultivation would be deeper.
Wu Gen's soul was so weak at this time, just like a child who had not been stained by the world of mortals. If he could supplement it with his innate energy, although his transformation might be slower, his future achievements would be immeasurable.
Thinking of this, Wu Gen's mind returned to normal and his eyes opened. The chaos on the soul was removed, and I immediately felt much refreshed. Standing up and shaking off the ice formed by sweat on his body, Wu Gen was suddenly startled. His bloated belly seemed to be smaller.
He weighed his sagging belly with his hands. Don't tell me, it was indeed a little small. While being ecstatic, Wu Gen was also a little puzzled as to why.
Could it be that the effectiveness of Langguo has diminished, but it is still early for the ten-month fetal gas to subside. Putting his hand on his chin, Wu Gen was puzzled.
Suddenly, my belly trembled slightly. Wu Gen quickly opened his clothes and saw gray traces like cedar leaves appearing on his belly, densely distributed on his belly. These traces are like tendons, beating from time to time and even moving on their own.
Wu Gen could feel that the majestic vitality in his body was being absorbed by these black traces. A large part of this vitality comes from Langguo. Langguo gives birth to a child, which already contains huge vitality. In addition, the human body continues to replenish it, so heirs are born.
Nowadays, these unknown gray leaf-shaped traces are like greedy wild wolves, struggling to absorb the vitality of this fruit, and a hint of red has appeared on the edges of the leaves.
After pondering for a long time, Wu Gen suddenly realized that these gray leaf marks were the chaotic shapes attached to the physical body. These and the chaotic form in the soul are actually one. It originally lurked in the physical body, absorbing the vitality of the host little by little and growing stronger, without causing any major outbursts. In this way, it can not only adapt to the new environment, but also prevent the fish from drying up and strangling the host in advance.
But didn't Wu Gen remove the chaos in his soul? The out-of-control chaos in his body grew uncontrollably. Just as Langguo's pure vitality was there, he grabbed it wildly driven by instinct.
In this way, Langguo's crisis was alleviated due to a strange combination of circumstances.
