Gu Yi's laughter echoed in the cave, and Jiang Ling'er was frightened and did not dare to move rashly.
He walked out of the depths, and his laughter gradually stopped. When the cave became quiet, she breathed a sigh of relief. When she raised her head, she was looking into a pair of bloodshot eyes. The distance between their noses was only a tiny bit.
The man had slender eyes with extremely small pupils. The corners of his mouth seemed to have been cut with a blunt knife. The skin and flesh were separated, revealing deep white bones. At first glance, it looked like the corners of his mouth were cracked to the base of his ears.
Her mind went blank, her body pressed tightly against the stone wall, and her voice became mute due to extreme fright.
Gu Yi grabbed her neck and lifted it up, with murderous intent in his eyes.
He set up a hidden formation outside the cave. How could a mere mortal get in?
The strength in his hand increased a bit, and he carefully observed his surroundings, "Junior brother Lin?"
Jiang Ling'er was pinched so hard that she rolled her eyes and said with difficulty: "Relax, let go, I know where he is!"
Gu Yi smiled contemptuously, let go of her neck with his big hands, and covered the Tianling cover.
She felt as if a jack was falling on her head, and the pain as fine as a needle prick spread to every corner in an instant.
He wanted to struggle and scream, but he was frozen in place and unable to move. He could only endure the inhuman pain silently.
An overbearing Qi poured in from her Baihui Point, and the Du Vein that passed through it split open and stayed at the Niwan.
The external red light group turned into a thorn and was stabbed hard. The white light group in the mud pill quickly deflated like a punctured balloon, splitting into small light spots and then being slowly absorbed.
Scenes of past memories appeared in Jiang Ling'er's mind like a fleeting glance.
Until the picture settled on a middle-aged man with white hair and kind eyes that made her tremble.
A few tears fell from Jiang Ling'er's eyes, and an unprecedented strength spread down her spine and throughout her body.
She doesn't want to die, let alone die! She must not leave her father alone in the world!
The white light spots seemed to have gained consciousness, struggling to gather into a group and attacking outsiders in vain.
"Untouchables who don't know how to live or die..." Gu Yi's mocking voice paused. At the same time, the red light group collapsed and was swallowed up by white light spots.
Jiang Ling'er felt the restraint loosen, and she fell to her knees on the ground and passed out.
After an unknown amount of time, she slowly opened her eyes. Her head no longer felt swollen and painful, but became much clearer. Some unfamiliar fragments rushed into her mind.
Gradually, the blurry scene in front of her became clear. Gu Yi was not far away. There were two obvious blood holes on her neck and wrist. The little snake slithered to her side.
She tried her best to smile, knowing that the little snake had saved her. She gently stroked the snake's head with her fingers, and limped into the cave. It was pitch black at the end, but she still didn't light the fire.
The rotten smell penetrated into her nostrils. After a while, she lowered her head and lit a fire with shaking hands.
The female corpse in green clothes is on the left side of the cave. The flesh and blood have been sucked dry, leaving only a few piles of rotten flesh. The skin is tightly attached to the skeleton, the bones are skinny, the eyes are protruding, and she is dead.
Jiang Ling'er stood blankly, her eyes sore and swollen. She was silent for a long time, then leaned over and kowtowed a few times. The sharp gravel hurt her hands.
"Sister Qingguo, I am Ling'er. I have put the eldest lady to rest in peace. I will kill everyone who hurt you. You can go on your way in peace."
A gust of wind blew gently and silently.
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Taoyuan Street, Beijing.
Beijing’s time-honored herbal medicine shop.
The store was crowded with people coming to grab medicine, coming and going in an endless stream.
"The quality of the Poria cocos you sent this time is good. I'll give you an extra ten cents." The clerk clicked the abacus with his finger and looked at the short girl under the counter.
Jiang Ling'er took the string of money and breathed a sigh of relief.
After leaving the cave, she bought several thin coffins for the eldest lady, Qingguo and the eldest sister, Nanny, and others. Now she is penniless. Fortunately, she knows some medicine and can collect some medicinal herbs in exchange for money.
After purchasing the necessary items, she returned to the cave where she had settled.
In the past few days, she has been trying to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Gu Yi is just a cultivator who has just stepped into the Qi refining layer, and he can run rampant in the mortal world and fight against invincible opponents in the world.
The difference between immortals and mortals is like a natural chasm.
Now it is confirmed that her father has gone to the world of immortality, and various causes and effects have made her more determined to become an immortal.
Recalling the meditation posture on the stone wall, the feet were crouched, the spine was straight, the hands were wrapped under the Dantian, flat on the hips, the tip of the tongue was lightly touching the roof of the mouth, and the eyes were half open and half closed.
There is a book "Introduction to Qi Refining" in Gu Yi's memory. He breathes in and out according to the above method, breathing in clean air through his nose and blowing out dirty air through his mouth. She had no distracting thoughts in her mind, and she repeated this for several weeks. Her sleepiness gradually disappeared, and her mind became clearer and clearer.
After a night, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and I could feel that my body was noticeably lighter and healthier.
Just like this, two years have passed. In addition to fishing and gathering fruits, she is practicing. Day after day, she can feel that she is only a hair away from being innate.
It is recorded in the book that those with excellent qualifications, that is, the fewer spiritual roots, the better. The worst ones are those with five spiritual roots like her. Not to mention two years, or even a lifetime without being able to sense the aura of heaven and earth, her speed was already considered fast.
Therefore, Jiang Ling'er is not in a hurry, and is down-to-earth step by step, as long as hard work can make up for his shortcomings.
It was getting late, and the hazy moonlight poured down from the thin clouds, filling the earth with clear light.
She felt something in her heart and closed her eyes in concentration.
After breathing for several weeks as usual, she fell into a state of sleepiness. Although her eyes were closed, all the subtle changes in the surrounding things could not escape her perception, and her five senses became extremely sensitive and delicate.
When a light spot appeared, she suppressed her excitement, calmed down her mind, and guided the light spot into her body bit by bit, turning into strands of Yuan Qi surging in her meridians, spontaneously forming a small cycle, and converging in her Dantian. within.
She finally understood why the Five Spiritual Roots were slow to practice. The light spots were the elements that made up the spiritual energy, which were divided into five types: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Compared with the single Spiritual Roots, the Five Spiritual Roots naturally required more efforts to mobilize their spiritual consciousness to classify. This Going back and forth is naturally a lot slower.
The next morning, when she opened her eyes, a strong stench rushed into her nose.
Looking down, she saw thick black mud covering her skin. This was impurities excreted by her body.
The little snake stayed far away from her. It was so smelly that it swung its tail. Jiang Ling'er smiled and hurried to the stream to rinse off.
Even if you close your eyes, you can feel the movement of everything in the world. This feeling is so wonderful!
She took out the small purse at the bottom of the box. She remembered it as a storage bag, a low-level magic weapon used by immortals to store things.
It must be opened by an innate person using their spiritual consciousness. No wonder her previous attempts were in vain.
Gu Yi's storage bag is full of fistfuls of gold and silver jewelry, and next to it are some colorful stones she saw in the cave, called spiritual stones.
Lin Ze's storage bag contained about a dozen spirit stones and several jade bottles. There were neat stacks of long yellow papers stacked next to a tattered ancient book.
Thinking of the fire dragon he had conjured that day, Jiang Ling'er took out the stack of yellow paper and looked through it curiously.
The yellowed and brittle book had various strange symbols drawn on it. There were no words she recognized on it, so she simply put it aside.
Finally, she opened the last storage bag with excitement.
Inside is a rusty triangular token, simple and heavy, and nothing else. Jiang Ling'er was a little disappointed. She thought her father would leave some clues for her.
After feeling depressed, she cheered up and returned to the cave on the cliff. Together with the little snake, she knocked down all the spiritual stones, leaving no corners untouched.
This is a spiritual stone that can help with cultivation. It is a good thing and must be taken away.
One person and one snake, carrying bulging storage bags, set out towards the world of immortality in their memories.
