Far Far Away Chapter 93

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The body is stiff, the movement is slow, and the spiritual energy is stagnate. Apart from being poisoned by corpse poison, there is only one other possibility. This body has become a living corpse, controlled like a puppet by a possessed soul. In the legends of mortal ghosts and gods, Also called "ghost upper body".

"Puppetry." Zhao Ning spoke each word clearly, "The soul leaves the body, controls the living corpse, Jia Rui, if you don't follow the three thousand avenues, if you choose to take the evil path, the sect will not let you go!"

It was probably broken by Zhao Ning. Jia Rui didn't care anymore and laughed loudly. The tip of the sword fell on Zhao Ning's throat, and blood beads rolled down one by one. The feeling of suffocation made Zhao Ning's eyes a little blurry.

"So what? Shen Zhaoning, you are now an ant under my sword. If you die, who will know who I am and what I have done!"

Zhao Ning had difficulty breathing, which made her try to take a big breath, but she did not do it in such humiliation. She just stared at Jia Rui coldly, "It was you who used the Haoyang Underground Palace to massacre the disciples of the two sects, Jia Rui. You will be punished sooner or later!"

boom--

Jia Rui suddenly kicked her hard, her shoulder bones cracked, and her body was buried half a foot deep in the scorched earth.

"Little junior sister, please don't accuse me wrongly. I just gave them a chance. They are the ones who are killing each other."

He laughed and enjoyed such oppressive pleasure. For two years, he was almost buried alive in the underground secret realm by Zhao Ning, and then tried to kill her but was blocked again and again. He was even thrown directly into the Siguo Cliff by the Punishment Hall. , causing him to be teased crazily by the lunatics in the cliff...

The more he thought about it, the angrier and angrier he became, and the more cruel he became, he simply stepped on Zhao Ning's hand.

Zhao Ning's body jerked violently, and she curled up in pain. Her palms, which had been burned red by the lava, instantly festered. Under his repeated crushing, blood and flesh spilled out like mud, and her metacarpal bones were shattered. However, she stubbornly did not let out a cry of pain. .

"Is it painful? Junior sister?" Jia Rui smiled gloomily, "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

As he spoke, he kicked Zhao Ning up. When Zhao Ning stabilized her body, she stopped three inches away from the lava flow. The billowing heat wave seemed to burn her.

Zhao Ning's still intact hand was pressed under his body, his fingers dug into the scorched earth, and he clenched his fist tightly silently.

Jia Rui stepped on her back, and she spit out another mouthful of blood. Her internal organs seemed to be broken. The bleeding couldn't be stopped.

Jia Rui felt satisfied, and shouted sternly, "Shen Zhaoning, hand over the True Flame Bead of Samadhi!"

Zhao Ning turned back to look at him coldly, and stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth, but she couldn't wipe it away, and instead dyed half of her clothes red.

"Jia Rui, do you want the True Flame Bead of Samadhi or the Haoyang Ling?"

"If you want to completely open the Tomb of Haoyang, you should never even think about it."

As she spoke, a circle of dharma seals suddenly lit up in the blood on her body, and while Jia Rui was astonished, the dharma seal drawn with blood was quickly inserted into Jia Rui's body.

Jia Rui's body trembled, and his body appeared as a double image. Jia Rui's soul tried to get out of Huo Hui's body, but was immediately bound by the bloody seal and sealed him in the corpse.

The Wanfa Spirit Sealing Technique uses essence and blood as a guide to seal all things in the world.

Zhao Ning laughed, his smile stained with blood, but his breath was dying.

"Shen Zhaoning!!!"

"Haha, Jia Rui, if you like to control other people's bodies so much, don't even think about returning to your own body, and don't even think about practicing anymore!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Jia Rui was furious and attacked Zhao Ning with extremely murderous intent.

"Even if I die, I won't die in your hands!"

Zhao Ning's eyes turned cold, he rolled over and jumped directly into the lava flow.

The hot magma instantly ignited her body, and the fire was raging. Without any screams, her body was swept into the lava river along the lava flow, and then sank to the bottom of the river.

Jia Rui was so angry that he threw away the sword in his hand, cast a spell, and once again tried to leave Huo Hui's body with his soul. He saw that half of his body was freed, but the blood mark flashed and he was dragged back.

"It's really easy for you, bitch, to let you die like this!"

Under the lava river, the spiritual patterns on Zhao Ning's disciple's robe circulated, trying their best to resist the high temperature and burning of the lava, but Zhao Ning had completely lost consciousness. The disciple's robe had no spiritual power to support it, and it dimmed after only half a stick of incense. The shield aura surrounding Zhao Ning also disappeared.

The effect of months of physical training was highlighted. As the disciple's robe burned, her body surface was not burned immediately. Until the clothes were completely burned, a jade pendant hidden in the clothes fell on her chest, stained The blood on his chest fainted, and the jade pendant suddenly lit up.

A dragon roar sounded, and a dragon-like aura emerged from the jade pendant, surrounding Zhao Ning in circles, isolating the magma and heat.

The condensation flowed forward unconsciously along with the lava.

I don’t know how long it took, but a trace of golden spiritual energy slowly merged into the rushing lava river.

The golden spiritual energy is absorbed into Zhao Ning's body as the dragon spirit swims, and the six spiritual sources of Taixu circulate spontaneously, one week and two days... until the first trace of spiritual power appears in the dried meridians, repairing the damage in the meridians, Slowly, more and more spiritual power gathered, the damaged internal organs began to recover, the shattered bones began to heal, and the ruined palms slowly regenerated white flesh.

The further downstream it flows, the golden spiritual energy becomes thicker and thicker, even surpassing the fire spiritual energy.

Suddenly, a huge gap appeared at the bottom of the river, like a sinkhole, but it blocked the magma.

Long Ling took Zhao Ning into the black hole, turned sharply, and Zhao Ning landed at the bottom, surrounded by darkness and silence.

After a long time, Taixu Six Paths Spiritual Source Secret Transmission finally completely repaired Zhao Ning's serious injuries. Zhao Ning moved his fingers slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What caught her eyes was the mysterious dragon spirit lingering around her. She sat up, hugged her naked self, and the jade pendant on her chest fell into her palm.

It was given to her by Qin Keyuan before going into seclusion to exchange for the true solution of Taiyi's Five Elements Artifact Refining.

Her fingertips brushed the dragon pattern on the jade pendant, and the dragon spirit surrounding her body shrank and got back into the jade pendant.

She held the jade pendant tightly in front of her chest, and with a sudden movement of consciousness, she took out the clothes from the Palace of Silent Spirits. When she put them on her body, she realized that what she had subconsciously taken out was the ruined Yunsi Qianhuan Cloak.

Zhao Ning was wrapped in a cloak and sat silently in the darkness, her thoughts empty.

After a while, she put away her cloak, put on a dark blue plain gauze skirt, and hid her jade pendant in her arms.

Looking around, the visual distance was no more than ten feet, and she took out a luminous pearl. The light was enough to half the size of her field of vision, but it allowed Zhao Ning to see a strange scene she had never seen before, this mineral forest.

It's not that there are countless ores piled up here, but the texture of the trees here is completely ore, as if the ore trees were artificially carved here. However, Zhao Ning quickly overturned this idea because she saw the root system of the ore trees. , buried deep in the rocks on the ground.

He stretched out his hand to feel the spiritual energy moving around, and found that the golden spiritual energy penetrated into the mineral tree along the root system, and then spread to the sculpture-like branches and leaves.

With such growth, it would take thousands of years for an ore tree to grow to her height.

Zhao Ning looked up Wanshi True Words but couldn't find out what these ore trees were called or what their functions were. She tried to pick off an ore branch. As soon as it was broken, the branch was broken into small pieces. Pebbles were scattered on the ground, and those pebbles had no energy left.

When I sensed it again, I found that the root system under the ore tree was extremely developed and intertwined, as if the roots in the entire forest were tangled together. The golden spiritual energy was flowing in the root system. It took a lot of care to barely notice that the source of the golden spiritual energy came from the same tree. Come in the direction.

Zhao Ning looked into the depths of the darkness. That was the direction from which the golden spiritual energy came. There must be something hidden inside.

But she acted without it.

Stretching out her palms, she felt the spiritual power in her body. The spiritual power was almost restored. However, in order to perform the Ten Thousand Spirit Sealing Technique, she spent half her life essence and blood. Now her strength is only half of what it was before. This was still her trick. According to the Ten Thousand Techniques The spirit-sealing technique required the sacrifice of all blood essence to be successful, but subconsciously she still wanted to gamble half of her life.

Facts have proved that her bet was right. She survived the lava river for ten thousand years and was protected by the dragon pattern jade pendant without being fatally injured.

But half of the blood essence means that this technique actually has flaws. Zhao Ning doesn't know if Jia Rui can find the flaws in the secret technique, and how long it will take to unlock the secret technique.

She looked up at the top of her head, and there was a beam of red light projected from above, but the light was very short, and at the bottom it was too dim to see.

That should be the place to go out, with lava flowing above it.

The breeze rolled up around her, and Zhao Ning tried to use the wind to fly out, but Zhao Ning was shocked to find that she couldn't fly at all.

It wasn't that the Wind Control Technique was useless, but that there seemed to be a huge weight pressing down on her body, making it impossible for her to get airborne.

At this moment, Zhao Ning even belatedly discovered that it was a bit difficult to straighten up. At first, Zhao Ning thought that her body was weak and had not fully recovered. Now she understood that this was not the case, but the problem of this cave. Her body was hundreds of times heavier. If she hadn't practiced cultivation, her mortal body would have been smashed into pieces the moment she entered.

Looking at the surrounding ore forest, Zhao Ning suddenly understood why they were only a few feet high. Under the heavy pressure, they would break if they were too high.

He looked towards the dark depths where the golden spiritual energy came from, and it seemed that he had to explore the situation of the cave.

The bright night pearl pushes forward step by step. The deeper you go, the height of the ore forest will increase by three or two inches, and the color of the forest will become more golden.

After walking along the road for about two or three hours, Zhao Ning didn't see a single plant or the shadow of a monster.

Until the sudden and huge sacrificial building in front of us.

It was a high platform with dozens of stone steps going straight up. There were guarding stone beasts standing on both sides, eight in total. The carvings were lifelike, ferocious and vicious. On the high platform was a half-closed statue of a banshee with a human body and a snake tail. The eyes, the expression is solemn, and the silk is flying, which is particularly sacred.

There is an offering table in front of the statue. There are two ever-burning lamps and a square incense burner placed on the table. Strangely, there is a stone sword inserted in the incense burner.

Zhao Ning was in awe that he could remain intact in such a cave under such huge pressure. He did not step onto the steps, but bowed to the statue at the foot of the stage to show respect.

The moment Zhao Ning bowed and raised his head, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Ning's eyes.

It was still this sacrificial building, but the surroundings suddenly lit up. It stood among the clouds. Not far away, nine huge dragon pillars stood apart, holding up the upper and lower sky.

A dozen people stood under the sacrificial building. They stepped on the auspicious clouds, gathered true light around their bodies, and showed the Dharma form behind them. They were all powerful figures. They were either quiet, pious, disdainful, or looking at the statue in front of the statue. A vague figure danced with a sword, and then inserted the purple sword heavily into the incense burner. Purple light bloomed from the incense burner, forming a crack with flashing lightning in the air.

The picture collapsed at this moment. Zhao Ning's eyes flashed. She stepped back suddenly, only to see that the building in front of her began to collapse silently. From the steps to the stone beasts to the statues, everything turned into fine ash and scattered on the ground.

What was shown in the scene just now? Why did you have to bow down to the stage to offer sacrifices when you reach the realm of almighty power?

The collapse of the sacrificial building was quiet and fast. In less than half a cup of tea, even the fly ash was lying on the ground, making the thing in the center of the fine ash particularly conspicuous.

Zhao Ning hesitated for a moment, then walked up. She saw a monument.

Zhao Ning didn't know how this monument appeared. It seemed to be hidden inside the building.

Reaching out to brush off the fine dust on the stele, there were countless densely packed characters engraved on it, but Zhao Ning couldn't identify them. They seemed to be ancient characters.

The sizes of the characters were not uniform. There were seven characters that were half times larger than the other characters. She read each character one by one until she saw the fourth character among the seven characters, which Zhao Ning felt looked familiar.

As her thoughts swirled, Zhao Ning realized that this character was actually very similar to the character on the plaque outside the House of Silent Spirits.

Subconsciously, Zhao Ning murmured, "Ji..."

At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly appeared on the words touched by the fingertips, and at the same time, all the spiritual power in Zhao Ning's body was sucked away. Zhao Ning was so shocked that he pulled away his hands and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy of the entire cave was drained, and the words on the stone tablet were still glowing.

Zhao Ning looked around, and for some reason the already silent cave became even more dead. There was even a sense of despair and emptiness that all things were dead.

She pressed it on her chest, and the only sound in the world was her own heartbeat.

But this kind of consciousness came and went quickly. Looking at the stone tablet again, the words on the stone tablet had returned to normal, and the light that just emitted was just like her illusion.

Zhao Ning realized how extraordinary this stone tablet was, and she knelt down half-kneeling, rolling up her sleeves and wiping the dust off it.

"Is this something from the same era as the House of Silent Spirits?"

Zhao Ning murmured to himself.

"That word is the word 'Ji' in the House of Silent Spirits. So what does it represent? It drained all my spiritual power, and even drained the spiritual energy in the entire cave, before I noticed anything abnormal, as if Something happened out of nowhere."

Realizing this, Zhao Ning thought that when she returned to the inner gate, she should go to the library to find an introduction to ancient characters. The words engraved on this tablet were by no means as simple as words.

After thinking for a while, he placed his palm on the stele, and with a sudden movement of consciousness, the stele was transferred to the Palace of Silent Spirits.

Zhao Ning looked around again. The sacrificial building seemed to have collapsed. There was no other impact. The cave was still so peaceful and harmless.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Ning collected the fine dust everywhere into an empty storage bag. She didn't know why she did this, but the picture that suddenly flashed in her mind reminded Zhao Ning to try not to ignore anything. Even if it is dust.

After doing all this, Zhao Ning continued to sense the source of the golden spiritual energy. He had just drained the spiritual energy in the cave, making the source of the spiritual energy more clear.

Zhao Ning followed the past and saw a tall ore tree from a distance, which was more than ten times taller than the trees in the ore forest. It was covered with sharp dark brown leaves. Between the dense leaves, there was a dark cloud. The purple light is particularly eye-catching.