The black shadow was huge and directly covered Long Xing's head.
Reflexively, Long Xing ducked and hid under the shelf. A black shadow carried a cold wind and passed over Long Xing's head. Long Xing raised his head and looked intently. He saw a pair of blood-red eyes and two pairs of wide wings spread out, covering half of the airspace.
"what?"
Long Xing exclaimed.
"Bah!" The scream was harsh, and the target was seen hiding under the shelf, and the black shadow fell on the pile of bones in the distance.
Long Xing looked intently, and saw that the black figure folded its wings and kept turning over the pile of white bones with its sharp mouth. The white bones that had no trace of flesh and blood were kept being fiddled with by it.
"It turns out that this pile of bones was killed by this black shadow during his lifetime."
After seeing the movements of the black figure clearly, Long Xing made a judgment.
The black shadow in front of him had nothing but a pair of blood-red eyes, and its wings were spread very wide. Looking at the shape, Long Xing thought of a vampire bat.
"Isn't this thing a bat living in this underground palace?"
Such a big bat, if not for Long Xing's good eyesight, would have been difficult to avoid in this dark underground palace.
Seeing that Long Xing didn't move, the blood bat still stood on the pile of bones, turning over the bones.
Long Xing touched the shelf in front of him, squatting and not daring to move, for fear that the bats in the distance would sense the movement and attack him. Nervously, I reached out to touch the shelf, and there was a brocade-covered box, which had long been covered with dust, but was still very smooth.
Feeling the slightest hint of coolness, Long Xing's heart moved, and he reached out to take it off. After a closer look, he found that the box was very delicate, with faint patterns on it.
While guarding against the bats in the distance, Long Xing carefully inspected the box in his hand. He made a delicate heart box, which looked like wood but not wood. It was soft and silky without any cracks. Even though Long Xing's eyesight was astonishing, he could see There is no connection point.
This completely broke Long Xing's inherent knowledge.
"It's a whole thing, isn't it?"
With doubts, Long Xing repeatedly fiddled with the box in his hand.
I turned it over and over several times, but still couldn't figure out why. He simply put it on his palm and stared at the surface of the box. The dust on it was brushed away by Long Xing's sleeve, revealing a charming flower pattern.
The blood-red stamens seemed to be alive, and Long Xing suddenly saw a woman in red sitting on the lotus. The white petals set off the blood-red red dress, which was particularly charming and dazzling.
The woman in red has a tall body, but she has a baby-like face. Her facial features are close together, the bridge of her nose is like a line, her lips are red and small, and her eyes are big.
Except for the red color, there is little brilliance, and there seems to be no vision. The red dress wrapped her delicate body, and she seemed to be holding a balalaika in her arms.
Long Xing rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe that the patterns he saw, so long and fluttering, seemed like illusions and dreams, could actually turn into human form.
Long Xing swallowed, gathered the energy in his Dantian, and gently covered the dazzling flower with his hand.
"Where are you from...where are you from..."
The faint voice sounded like an orchid, coming from the empty valley. In Long Xing's consciousness, the girl turned into a charming red flower actually stood in front of him, smiling brightly, with two big dimples on her cheeks.
"What's your name? Why are you here?"
Long Xing asked softly, for fear of scaring the girl in red.
The woman in red didn't answer, with a sweet smile on her face, as if she had entered a distant world of happiness.
When Long Xing made a sound, the black shadow bat that was playing with the bones swooped down, and its broad wings instantly reached the top of Long Xing's head.
The woman in red in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Long Xing still held the box that looked like wood but not wood. The charming flowers are dim and dull, exactly the same as before.
Long Xing moved under the shelf and stuffed the box into his arms. At this time, the piece of ancient jade that was pressed into the stone door pattern and had no where to be found was hanging on his chest again, suddenly close to the one he had just stuffed in. On the box.
The bat's blood-red eyes glanced around. It seemed that his eyesight was very poor. In this dark underground palace, he relied entirely on his consciousness to judge. Maybe those blood-red eyes couldn't see at all.
Long Xing breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and waited until the bat inspected it and returned to the pile of bones, then Long Xing sat up straight.
"This girl is standing there, and I don't dare to move. If she lets her fall on me, won't she just become one of those bones?" Long Xing became a little worried.
After seeing the big bat calm down, Long Xing turned his attention to the shelf again. There were many things on the shelf and they were so messy that Long Xing couldn't even name them.
He stretched out his hand and touched a soft black object. It was so cold that it could weld a person's hand tightly. As soon as he touched it, it stuck to his hand and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.
Long Xing couldn't help but become nervous. He reached for it with both hands, trying to move him away, but an icy chill instantly flowed through his body, and he immediately stiffened.
His thoughts gradually became blurred, and he was on the verge of freezing. In the Dantian, the gluten-like thing that had been coiled in the middle suddenly came out and wandered all the way, shaking his head and turning around to suck in all the cold air like drinking water.
Long Xing's body and blood gradually became comfortable. The black object was broken off by Long Xing and placed back on the shelf. The gluten that had absorbed the cold air wandered around and played in Long Xing's blood for a while, happily like a child returning to his Dantian and curling up.
Long Xing exhaled heavily, sat cross-legged, and silently used the secret of Longye Palace's Qi gathering to circulate the cold Qi in his Dantian.
That little thing that was as coiled as gluten was covered with a hazy circle of white mist, which was continuously extracted by Long Xing and flowed to the eight extraordinary meridians to temper the body.
After running for a long time, there were crunches, clicks, and crisp sounds. Long Xing felt that his bones and veins were being changed by the cold air, and the blood all over his body contained explosive energy.
According to the ancient jade spirit, Long Xing knew that he was making a breakthrough, and that power seemed to have nowhere to vent. He raised his eyes and looked at the big bat in the distance.
"Yes, let me train you in this underground palace!"
With a flash of purple pupils in his eyes, Long Xing jumped forward, waved his palm, and sent a sharp palm wind towards the big bat on the pile of bones.
Suddenly attacked, the big bat's sleepy eyes turned blood red. It flapped its wings, rose up from the ground, and flew from the pile of bones to the top of the cave, barely avoiding Long Xing's palm wind.
The pair of blood-red eyes suddenly burst out with a thin stream of blood-colored flames... and sprayed them towards Long Xing.
At this time, Long Xing was excited all over, feeling that he had endless power. Facing the bloody flames, he gathered the spiritual power in his palms and swung out with one palm. At the same time, his body flashed to the side and he softened again. superior.
