In the huge soul space, the wind howled, and the sound of gnawing was not very loud, but it was very harsh.
Xianjiang looked around in surprise. The sound came from the ground, but it seemed to come from the sky.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, because he discovered that the soul power of the soul space he had created was leaking out, and the loopholes were increasing rapidly, as if something was quickly shuttled through it.
You must know that this is the world of souls, a void, what kind of things can sneak into it.
Xian Jiang glanced around, and he could detect even the slightest change in the space here. But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find this elusive existence.
The soul power is lost faster and faster, just like a big embankment. There is a hole in it at the beginning, but it doesn't feel like there is anything. However, as there are more and more holes, the force of the soul power rushing out becomes stronger, and there is a gradual risk of the embankment bursting.
Xianjiang looked at the top of his head with an ugly expression, and there was an unpleasant gnawing sound coming from there.
Poof, a little beast appeared on the red sky, with a lion's face, an elephant's trunk, a rhinoceros's forehead, and tiger's feet. It was all white, but a little transparent, like a piece of polished crystal.
The little beast flapped its two fleshy wings, its eyes filled with cunning, and disappeared in an instant. Looking at the small hole, Xianjiang became angry.
In this world, he is God. The sky was angry, so the clouds started to stir, the wind moved, and fire flew across the sky. The whole world turned upside down, looking for traces of this inexplicable little beast.
However, the other party seemed to have the ability to travel freely to the world of spirits, and would disappear every time Xianjiang was about to catch up with him.
"Dream-eating beast." Xianjiang finally understood. To a soul master, this kind of strange beast is simply an unreasonable existence. What kind of illusion is like cooking cakes and soup for them.
They linger in dreams and wander between spirits. Many strange things in history are actually caused by dream-eating beasts. I once heard a master say that there was an adult dream-eating beast that drove an entire country into madness overnight.
Just as he was hesitating whether to demolish this place and create a small new space, Xianjiang's expression suddenly changed. A hole suddenly appeared on the back of the big hand that suppressed Wu Gen on the ground. The nasty dream-eating beast quickly shuttled through the side of the giant hand, chewing through one hole after another.
In shock and anger, Xianjiang's eyes shot out red. The red light was so rich, like the thickest sugar juice, gathered on the giant hand.
The figure of the dream-eating beast appeared in the red light. At this time, it looked like it was walking in a mire, or like a ladybug in the rosin, squirming in it with difficulty. The white and transparent body is gradually dyed red. When the body is completely dyed red, it will be imprisoned here forever.
Finally catching this hateful bug, Xianjiang breathed a sigh of relief, but now the soul space has been leaked everywhere by this borer. If Wu Gen cannot be dealt with as soon as possible, he can only close the space to avoid the soul. Power is lost in vain.
Suddenly, Xian Jiang raised his brows, and the giant hand that was deeply sunk into the ground moved slightly, and black smoke came out of the hole in the giant hand.
"Open." With a roar, a big hole burst open on the back of the giant hand, and a faceless person jumped out. After being suppressed by the giant palm for a long time, Wu Gen could no longer maintain his appearance. He knew that if he delayed it any longer, he would be consumed to death sooner or later.
"Cut." Wu Gen no longer grudged his soul power and slashed twice with his giant palm. Before the blade could fall, his body turned sharply and shot towards the red light, using the momentum to forcefully pull Mu out of it.
There was a rumbling sound, and a big word "乂" appeared on the giant palm. The palm suddenly split open, and countless gravel flew out.
A huge hole seemed to appear in the ground, gravel fell into it one after another, and the soul power began to leak out. Black cracks also appeared on the red sky.
In the sky, red clouds rolled violently. At the same time, large deep ravines appeared on the ground, and various terrifying phenomena appeared. Obviously, this space could no longer hold on any longer, and Wu Gen's blow became the last straw that crushed the space.
After glancing at the Xianjiang River in the sky, Wu Gen jumped into the hole in the giant palm.
Suddenly his eyes lit up and his mind returned to its original position. He quickly glanced around and found that he was still standing on the rock.
He raised the knife but it didn't come out.
It turned out that before he could draw his sword, he was pulled into that space by Xianjiang.
On the opposite side, Xianjiang's eyes were dull, with blood flowing out of his eyes and nose, and he fell into the angry waves with a plop.
Wu Genyou wanted to go to the sea to remove the weeds, but as soon as his body moved, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if thousands of needles were pricking him randomly.
Holding his head with both hands, Wu Gen squatted on the rocks in pain, not having any energy left to pursue the Xianjiang River.
After a long time, Wu Gen finally took a rest. His trembling hands left his face, blood dripping from his fingertips. After wiping his face, he realized that blood was oozing from all his orifices.
When the soul is damaged, the damage will be reflected on the physical body. A battle with Xianjiang turned out to be a lose-lose outcome.
Touching the arm on his wrist, a faint consciousness came through his mind, and Mu refused his own interruption. This time when I entered the world of souls in Xianjiang, I couldn't get the blessing of Qian Nian, so my soul fell to death.
Because Mu Yi was planted with a restriction by Wu Yi, if Wu Gen died, it would not be able to live alone. Sensing that Wu Gen was in danger, he had no choice but to forcefully break his sleep and wake up, helping Wu Gen escape from the soul space. The consequence is that due to being injured by Xianjiang's methods, Mu has to fall into a deep sleep again, and I am afraid that he will not wake up for a long time. The next time you encounter Xianjiang, you will have to deal with it alone.
Reluctantly standing up with the knife supporting his body, Wu Gen staggered away from the island and walked towards the mainland. The strange thing was that he didn't see Mo Zhibi.
Wu Gen knew that he had to return to Hengmen Port quickly, and tried his best to rush to Liangzhe Mountain, and with the help of Yu Songsu's protection, he could heal the injury suffered by his soul as soon as possible.
Walking on the mountain road, Wu Gen easily felt dizzy due to the injury to his soul. When the Divine Walking Technique is activated, you may accidentally hit a tree or knock over a rock. Although his body has been trained to be stronger than iron, this state is really not suitable for traveling quickly.
He originally thought that he would get better after resting for a while, but as time passed, Wu Gen found that his symptoms became more and more serious. Sometimes he would fall asleep while walking.
Wu Gen has never been in such a situation for many years. He was a little panicked, especially when he found that his consciousness began to disappear, and even the range of his eyes was gradually shrinking. Except for the hundred or so steps around him, it was blurry any further away.
Wu Gen leaned on a branch and stumbled along the mountain road. He was no longer as vigorous as before. He was like an old man in his twilight years who had to stop and rest before he could walk very far. In this way, after walking and stopping, Wu Gen finally saw Hengmen Port.
Sitting on the ground, Wu Gen looked at the shadowy harbor with a wry smile. I never thought that one day, I would be so weak.
After reluctantly walking to the harbor, a patrolling soldier finally discovered him. Soon, Yu Feng and others passed by. Seeing Wu Gen in such miserable condition, everyone was shocked and quickly sent him back to their own courtyard and sent good doctors to treat him.
However, the injuries sustained in the duel with the soul master are not so easy to heal. Looking at the people coming and going in front of the bed, Wu Gen felt a splitting headache. Not only did his physical condition not improve, but it was getting worse.
Anxiety began to spread among Yu Feng and others, so more people came, and various panaceas were delivered from time to time.
In the end, even Shui Congyue and Baoxiang in the north learned that Wu Gen was seriously ill, abandoned the army and rushed to Hengmen Port. Seeing Wu Gen's situation, Shui Congyue was furious. He took the spurge and went to sea to find the Xianjiang River.
Yang Zheng personally visited Yu Hao and asked her to ask her master Mu Bai for some pills that could treat the disease, no matter what the price.
Baoxiang proposed to send Wu Gen back to Liangzhe Mountain. After all, there were still people like Yu Songsu there. She couldn't just watch Wu Gen collapse without saying there would be a way to cure him.
Looking at these familiar faces, Wu Gen felt quite relieved despite having a splitting headache. When I was in crisis, there were still so many people by my side.
However, as there were more and more people, Wu Gen's spirit became worse and worse. He felt sleepy all day long, and sometimes he even had to sleep for several days before he could wake up.
The hospital was filled with sad and gloomy emotions, although these people
They all looked relaxed when they came to see Wu Gen, but in their eyes, Wu Gen could see deep worry, sadness and reluctance.
Wu Gen was already bedridden. Looking at the carvings on the top of the bed, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Before Xianjiang came this time, I was a little uneasy and had bad thoughts. Ever since I was a child, I have never been in such a situation. Maybe I really can't survive it this time.
While he was panicking, a one-eyed white dove suddenly landed in front of his bed. Even though there were many people sitting in the house to look after him, the pigeon just squeezed in so grandly, and others turned a blind eye to its appearance.
Bai Ge tilted his head and stared at Wu Gen with his one eye. One person and one pigeon just looked at each other silently, the black one-eyed eyes kept changing, and there were countless bright lights flashing deep in the eyes, as if countless stars were rotating around the sky.
Slowly the stars disappeared, and a tree floating in the sky appeared. The strange thing is that this tree has no roots and is floating alone in the void. The leaves on the trees have withered, like cold branches in winter, shivering in the new wind, completely lifeless.
What is this? Wu Gen looked at the white pigeon with some doubts in his heart. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head. Wu Gen held his head and shouted in pain. Zhuo Ke and others who were standing by were so frightened that they quickly gathered around and hurriedly fed him a few pills sent by Mu Bai.
The headache finally subsided. Wu Gen gasped for air and clutched his chest with both hands. Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head to look at the white pigeon, and finally remembered in his heart, wasn't this the result of his eyesight? White pigeons usually accompany Mo Zhibi, so why didn't he see him?
Wu Gen pushed Zhuo Ke away and looked for Mo Zhibi's figure. He had already remembered that before the confrontation with Xianjiang, he asked Mo Zhibi to leave the desert island, and he never met him when he returned. After asking around anxiously, everyone said that he had not returned to Hengmen Port.
Wu Gen lay slumped on the bed, wondering where Mo Zhibi was.
"Light the lamp in the east room and make it bright in the west room. When there is no lamp in the west room, it seems like there is a lamp. The light in front of the lamp is like a shade. It is a shame that the lampstand does not illuminate itself. There is no one behind the lamp in front of the lamp. The view behind the lamp is more true." Suddenly, there was a burst of light from a distance. Crisp singing. The song rises and falls, as if someone is singing across a mountain. The song moves with the wind and is misty in the clouds.
Listening to the singing, Wu Gen's eyes became brighter and brighter, his headache became lighter and lighter, and in the end he was able to sit up. Regardless of others' dissuasion, Wu Gen got out of bed and came to Bai Ge. It can be seen that a young leaf suddenly appeared on the dead tree in the white pigeon's eyes.
The young leaves carefully lean on the branches. Compared with the tall tree, it looks so petite and may be blown away by the wind at any time. Wu Gen stared at this young leaf, breathing heavily, as if he was seeing the most bizarre scenery in the world.
The singing became louder and louder, and the young leaves grew larger and larger, finally stretching out their bodies and swaying happily in the wind. Then new leaves appeared, and the whole tree seemed to come alive.
Looking at this breathtaking green, joy burst out of Wu Gen's eyes, flowing on his face, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, Wu Gen stood up, pushed the people around him away, and strode towards the courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard, Mo Zhibi was singing softly and looking at Wu Gen with pity.
"Abi, you are finally back." Wu Gen strode forward and grabbed Mo Zhibi's arm.
Mo Zhibi nodded, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of sadness, and two tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.
Looking at the crystal-like tears, Wu Gen's eyes suddenly widened. In the reflection of these tears, he did not see the crowd of people behind him.
As it turned out, Wu Gen took two steps back.
Snap, Mo Zhibi's tears fell on the ground, and also fell in Wu Gen's heart, and the world in front of him cracked open.
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