"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
Mu Nan only felt a huge push, as if a meteorite falling from the sky hit him directly.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, the measuring ruler was pulled up by a huge force and smashed over.
The commandment aperture was like paper, and the golden light lasted less than half a breath before disappearing without a trace.
The moment Mu Nan subconsciously hugged Xiao Zhuzi tightly, his body was thrown away.
Lost consciousness in the air.
…
"Whoa! Whoa!"
I don't know how long it took before Mu Nan woke up from his coma.
There was a constant sound of dust falling in my ears.
The whole world is only darkness, without any color.
It's like being in the inner space of a celestial ruler and seeing nothing.
It made him mistakenly believe that he was in the underworld.
"Is this Huangquan Road? No wonder people say that Huangquan is the most lonely place."
He tried to open his eyes as wide as possible, but it still didn't help.
Moreover, he couldn't feel the existence of his body, as if he was always a ray of consciousness floating in the endless darkness.
"I wonder if the falling dust is the sand of the underworld. In the state of the soul, does it only have hearing?"
He tried to shout if someone was there, hoping to get some other sound besides falling dust.
But no matter how he opened his mouth, his usually very simple speech was like a mountain stuck in his throat without making a single sound.
Perhaps, his mouth never opened at all.
Only the loess sliding around my ears was invisible and unconscious.
"I have never done anything untoward in my life. Why is it that the underworld is not even willing to send the seventh and eighth masters out to pick me up?"
"I admit that I couldn't control myself with that widow in Sanli Village, but that was just my thoughts!"
Mu Nan was helplessly thinking wildly.
He didn't know if others would be like him after death, without the heaviness of the body, only the extremely clear consciousness.
Like a nightmare.
"Roar!"
"Is Xiao Zhuzi dead too? At least he is a companion, but it's a pity that he can't be seen."
Mu Nan was a little sad.
Although one person and one animal only spent a short time together, their relationship quickly heated up.
He has become accustomed to the existence of small bamboos.
When the Taoist self-destructed his inner elixir, he tried his best to protect it.
Who could have imagined it, but still couldn't save its life.
"We share the same disease. I don't know if he holds a grudge. I hit him with a measuring ruler..."
When a man is about to die, his words are kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is sad.
The sadness of the little bamboo is all in its roar.
"If I could turn back time, or start over again like in my previous life, I would never hit him again!"
Until now, Mu Nan had not thought about whether it was rude to pursue the Taoist.
The tragic situation of the thirteen members of the Qi family is vivid before our eyes, and practitioners should pay the price for it.
I still remember the oath required to enter the Tianxian Prison. There is a sentence that every Xuntian Prisoner needs to repeat three times: I will protect it with my life, and my morality will last forever.
"I just don't know if I can travel through time again..."
"Next time I travel, I hope to be stronger. The weak will only be bullied."
"It's okay if you don't travel through time. As the deputy flag commander of the Tianxian Prison, I can find an official position, and I can make do with it even if I become a ghost cultivator."
Just when Mu Nan was thinking a lot and lamenting again and again, his eyes lit up.
Xiao Zhuzi was looking at him with tears in his eyes.
Two front paws are holding a banana leaf.
Looking further into the distance, a star occasionally flashed through the rolling dark clouds, but was soon obscured by the clouds again.
"not dead?"
Mu Nan looked at Xiao Zhuzi in surprise.
The small bamboo banana leaves covered his face again with a roar.
Darkness strikes again!
"How is this going?"
Just when he was puzzled, the banana leaf moved away from his face again with a whooshing sound.
Xiao Zhuzi jumped into his arms, tilting her head and staring at his face.
Mu Nan hurriedly blinked his eyes.
"Roar!"
Xiao Zhuzi rubbed his eyes humanely and stared at him again, fearing that he had seen it wrong.
Only when he was sure that he was not dead did he roar again and jump to the side.
Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of Mu Nan changed like the curtain of a movie.
The body is moving?
It wasn't until the scene before his eyes stopped changing and the little bamboo jumped in front of him that he suddenly realized it.
It was the little bamboo that picked up his collar and dragged him to lean against the mound.
The picture that caught his eye made him suddenly understand why it was all darkness when he woke up.
He is clearly in a pit!
The neat paw prints on the edge of the pit indicate that the entire pit was dug with the claws of small bamboos.
As for the banana leaf, it was the small bamboo that covered his face and served as the lid of the coffin!
As for the clattering sound, it was the little bamboos burying him!
"If I had woken up a few breaths later, I would have been buried alive by you. It seems that I felt guilty for you too early!"
Mu Nan smiled helplessly, but he didn't even make such a simple action.
Only then did he realize that he seemed to be only conscious.
And his body at this moment was like a cage binding his soul.
He clearly knew what to do, but he couldn't even make the simplest sounds or make the simplest movements.
Xiao Zhuzi got over the initial excitement and sat next to him obediently, resting half of his head on his hand.
But he watched it do all this without feeling anything.
It was as if he was looking at an insignificant thing from God's perspective.
"Only one life was left, and he was almost buried alive by the little bamboo."
Mu Nan thought helplessly.
With his current physical condition, even moving a finger is a luxury.
Not to mention looking inside the Dantian Qi sea and mobilizing spiritual power to recover from injuries.
"The most painful thing in life is watching yourself die."
Thinking about it, he fell into sleep again.
When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.
He was covered with a few banana leaves.
It was the little bamboos that were shielding him from the sunlight coming from the fire.
Small bamboos jumped around on his body, driving away mosquitoes and flies.
And his body still showed no signs of improvement. The only good news was that his consciousness seemed to have been restored.
But it's just a trace, undetectable.
"Except for sight and hearing, smell, taste, and touch all disappear."
Mu Nan helplessly used this ray of consciousness to look at the body.
Under the riddled ground, mosquitoes and flies sniffed out the rotten stench and refused to disperse.
"I'm afraid that before the injury recovers, the whole body will rot into a pile of withered bones. I just don't know if I can retain some consciousness like the Qingfeng Bone Demon."
"I can be considered an invincible Xiaoqiang. Even now, I have never thought of giving up."
He laughed helplessly to himself.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a flying swallow transformed into a Hongyan calligraphy circled several times in front of his eyes and stopped quietly on his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, overwhelming Hongyan running scripts came in, covering him in just a few breaths.
"Who issued Hongyan Running Script? Master?"
Mu Nan couldn't mobilize his spiritual power, or he didn't know if he still had spiritual power.
And with just this glimmer of consciousness, he couldn't even read Hongyan's running script.
He could only let Xing Shu roll over him anxiously.
"I hope my body will recover faster and I can at least send Master a running letter asking for help."
"Even if Master doesn't have time to save me, he can still protect me from becoming a wandering soul and give me a good birth in my next life."
"Little Zhuzi is still not spiritual enough. He should go back to the Tianxian Prison to find my master, instead of imitating other people's dogs."
"However, by the time it comes back, I'm afraid I will be a pile of rotting flesh and covered in maggots."
"I don't know if ghost cultivation is easy or not..."
Accompanied by his random thoughts, a stream of light quickly landed next to him.
"Why are you in such a mess? It's almost rotten!"
Mu Nan couldn't move, but he knew that this was Fairy Shuyun's voice!
"Roar!"
Little Bamboo jumped up subconsciously and found that it was Fairy Shuyun. He jumped back into the pit with his tail between his legs.
"The gadget is quite protective of the Lord."
Fairy Shuyun joked and looked at the disciple in the grave pit again:
"Are you trying to be brave? Or are you being killed? It's really not easy to worry about."
As Mu Nan listened to his master's words, tears of grievance and excitement filled his eyes at the same time.
He really wanted to say, "Master, I was harmed by Qiongbi Pavilion. It's okay for that name to despise me from time to time, but it also assigned the task of Qingzhou to the flag!"
Before he could continue to complain in his heart, Fairy Shuyun pulled him out of the grave.
"It looks more serious than imagined."
Fairy Shuyun circled around him, as if appreciating a work of art, and was speechless.
Then he squatted down and put his middle finger on his forehead.
"The tendons and veins are severed, and all the cultivation is lost."
