At the foot of the mountain, opposite the stone bridge.
Yang Xiayuan, who was thin and weak, looked at the position on the mountainside unwillingly.
He stood for a long, long time.
Watching the hillside of Zhilong Mountain tumbling continuously, it slowly became calm.
His eyes were blank and stunned, and finally turned into extreme coldness.
"There was no landslide...the earth dragon rolled and strangled the intruder...the original state of Feng Shui was restored..."
"Qiu Chudao, what a good Qiu Chudao... He is so guarded against your descendants."
"The green mountain has been damaged... It is no longer possible to forcefully break the tomb. There are Yin corpses in the Yin Dragon Water... This way is blocked." Yang Xiayuan lowered his head and murmured, and he was thinking hard.
"It seems that the Qiang people's feng shui technique doesn't work...perhaps there is a way to find a solution."
"Li Yinyang... Qingshan is trapped, will you come?" A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Turning around, Yang Xiayuan walked step by step towards the outside of the mountain.
…
The dazzling sun hung in the middle of the sky.
Behind a towering mountain, there are four peaks from high to low, gradually extending downward, slowly becoming the branch and foot mountains.
Between the third and fourth branch mountains, there is a calm mountain pool.
In the very center of the mountain pond, there is a very antique big house!
Looking at a single room, it is called a lonely room.
And in that big room, there was a coffin!
The sun shines on the mountain pool, creating a large halo.
The tiles of the big house also reflect the dazzling sunlight...
At first glance, this place seems to be a peaceful and quiet place.
But if you take a closer look, it's not the case at all...
There were many corpses piled up on the edge of the mountain pool.
These corpses were all extremely shriveled. Although they were soaked in water, they were completely mummified.
The mummy is not due to lack of moisture.
It's because before he died, all the essence in his body was almost sucked dry...
The sun also shines on them.
But there was no warmth at all, only darkness and death...
In the westernmost part of Shantan.
There is a coffin floating on the water.
The white marble coffin has several simple Chinese characters on the side.
"The water of Yin Long flows in favor of Yang. Those who see the coffin will die."
There was a person floating in the center of the water.
The man was wearing a blue robe.
His abdomen was completely stained red with blood.
His long hair was completely spread out on the water, and his sunken cheeks made him look even thinner.
The weak rise and fall of his chest meant that he still had a breath of air left and was about to run out of breath.
His hand slowly moved to his abdomen.
He grabbed the iron skewer at his waist with great difficulty.
Then, using the iron skewers and ropes as assistance, he slowly moved towards the shore...
A long, long time passed.
Yang Qingshan finally reached the shore.
His eyes were not closed tightly, but there was a slit.
With difficulty, he found a jade bottle in his chest.
Pushing the cork open with his fingers, he poured all the pills in the jade bottle into his mouth.
These pills are the special elixirs he gave to Li Yinyang back then.
Originally, he thought there were none, but after returning to the Qiang tribe, Liu Sanyuan gave him some more.
These medicines are already the last remnants of the Qiang people.
Following the entrance of the pill, Yang Qingshan's face instantly turned red.
His eyes suddenly widened.
His weak eyes were instantly filled with energy.
With his other hand, he grabbed the iron skewer hard and pulled it out...
There was a slight sound of adhesion, and the iron skewer was pulled out halfway...
But the color on Yang Qingshan's face is rapidly decreasing...
Soon, he was half kneeling on the ground again.
The anger brought by the medicine shouldn't be so little...
Or because the iron skewer was stuck in his belly.
The Yang Yin Corpse was constantly sucking the Yang Qi from his body.
As soon as those Qiang secret medicines helped him recover a little, they were sucked away again...
Yang Qingshan pulled out the iron skewer again with great difficulty.
But he still couldn't pull it out completely...
If the Yang Qi is completely sucked out by the Yang Yin Corpse and dies, I am afraid that if you die, you will become a very evil corpse.
And... I can't die here yet.
Yang Qingshan's eyes were filled with determination.
He must rush back...
Because he wanted to tell Master Liu Sanyuan about his father's face.
He was so decisive and ruthless in killing people that he even directly sacrificed his own children.
If he is allowed to take over the Qiang people, not only will the Qiang people be in great danger, the Liu family may also soon cease to exist...
"Li Yinyang... I was wrong..."
Yang Qingshan breathed heavily again.
Feeling increasingly weak, the effect of the medicine has completely disappeared...
He gradually began to despair...
Because in this case, it is impossible for him to leave.
Until the end, a quarter of the iron skewer was still stuck in his belly.
The sky is gradually changing.
From the middle of the sun, it was almost dark.
Yang Qingshan closed his eyes. When he opened them again, only determination remained in his weak eyes.
Must go!
Even death!
You must leave too!
He took out something from his arms again.
It was a small cloth bag, and the cloth belt was filled with silver needles.
He tremblingly took out a silver needle and stabbed it toward the top of his head.
Originally, he wanted to use the elixir to regain some strength, so he pulled out the iron skewer and finally managed to save his life.
When the time comes, I will definitely be able to return to the Qiang people.
Now we have no choice but to use the last resort...
The Liu family’s method of inviting gods!
Please use the magic method to no longer rely on the power of anger, but rely on the awe-inspiring righteousness in your chest, as well as your willpower and spirit to forcefully burn away the last potential and let your body reach its peak when it is healthy!
After using the method of inviting gods, the time you can persist depends on your potential.
Yang Qingshan estimated that he could persist for at least seven days.
Seven days is enough time to leave!
People may die.
But it was just as Liu Tianniu said to him.
Everything, for the Qiang people!
More like what he said while kneeling in front of Liu Tianniu...
If one day, the Qiang people and the Liu family need it, Yang Qingshan will not regret his death!
As the silver needles one by one disappeared completely into the head.
The last silver needle is used up.
Yang Qingshan sat cross-legged...
The sky started to get dark.
Yang Qingshan's face became thinner and thinner.
The silver needle on his head was trembling slightly.
Suddenly, Yang Qingshan opened his eyes.
This time, his eyes regained their brightness.
Moreover, what came out of him was an extremely strong and righteous energy.
Let this quiet and gloomy mountain pool be dispelled a bit of haze...
His hand fell on his abdomen and he pulled it out.
Easily, he pulled out the iron skewer.
The next moment, Yang Qingshan stood up.
He raised his head and scanned the entire mountain pool, scanning the entire environment, trying to determine the direction.
At the moment when he jumped to reach the water from the mountain pool.
His body had just jumped up and had not yet hit the water.
Suddenly, the white marble coffin on the water trembled.
The coffin lid suddenly stood up and hit Yang Qingshan!
Firmly, the entire coffin lid hit Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan's body landed heavily...
With a bang, almost his whole body sank into the wet stone mud...
A large amount of blood stains made the ground even wetter...
His exposed hand seemed to be raised with difficulty!
But after lifting it in the air, it froze powerlessly and never moved again...
