After falling without weight, Sheng Xuanyuan released his true energy and hit the ground. He used the rebound to stabilize his body, rolled his body and stood up without causing any further injuries. Looking back at the group of people who had just surrounded him, they were already fighting with each other, making screams that were not human at all, shrill and ear-piercing.
Sheng Xuanyuan knew that if he stayed here for a long time, he would definitely lose his mind and become like this person, neither human nor ghost.
He restrained his breath and explored the huge pit. There were many human corpses on the ground, and the smell of blood was very strong. Almost all of them were clothed corpses. Buried under the corpses was a faintly visible evil magic circle. He didn't understand the magic circle, but the talisman of this array was The method is extremely weird, and you can tell it is crooked without even thinking about it.
Under a stone wall at the bottom of the pit, Sheng Xuanyuan discovered a barrier door. If you touch it with your hand, it will be bounced away like the top of the pit. It cannot be destroyed even if you cast a Nian Jue spell. There was a tunnel at the end of the Dharma Gate, which should be the way to get them here. Sheng Xuanyuan did not see any guards.
If this stone wall is penetrated, the evil formation may be destroyed.
Sheng Xuanyuan used the palm of his hand to explore the rock. It was not that hard. He could break it with all his strength. However, given the shape of the rock, if it was hit in one place, it would definitely lead to a massive collapse.
What's Su Hejin's plan for locking me in? Sheng Xuanyuan put his fingers together and pressed them against the acupuncture points in his belly. As he expected, his body was indeed fed with poison, and it was not enough to erode his consciousness for a while. After checking around, he felt that this place seemed like a vessel for refining people, and he found no loopholes to escape from.
Someone caught Sheng Xuanyuan's aura in the darkness and grabbed him. Sheng Xuanyuan took a few steps back. He could sense from the souls of these people that they had been confused. Although he couldn't bear to kill people, he He also knew that he could not save them.
"Master Sheng..."
The man trying to catch him looked familiar. His eyes were half clear and half cloudy, and he seemed to be self-aware. Sheng Xuanyuan remembered that he should be a monk from the Beishan clan. He seemed to have met him when he was young. He was also in the same team on the way to regain the Cangyu Sword. For several years after the pass, this man also silently guarded the mountain pass. Sheng Xuanyuan remembered his name, which was Yue Li.
Yue Li was covered in blood. He knelt down in pain and begged for death: "Kill me... Master Sheng... I killed ordinary people and became like this. I am ashamed of my ancestors..."
"You have just joined the battle... You are still awake... I don't know... As time goes by, you will..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly screamed while holding his head, his eyes were red, and his nails were piercing his skull. His face was covered with blood. Sheng Xuanyuan saw that he had gone from half conscious to completely out of control. Within three breaths, Yue Li lost his mind and said: "Quickly, kill me..."
Sheng Xuanyuan pursed his lips and raised his hand to seal his acupuncture points. Unexpectedly, Yue Li suddenly stood up and punched him. Sheng Xuanyuan took a few steps back and saw that he was really completely crazy. The wishful palm hit him against the stone wall, and he died from the shock.
Yue Li died. The dark red light drifted from his body at the moment he died and was absorbed by the magic circle. Sheng Xuanyuan only felt that the thing enveloped him. He staggered and barely managed to steady his steps. The old injury seemed to be getting better. He held his forehead and felt exactly the same when he killed his own disciple by mistake. He was irritated and uneasy, as if his sanity was being exhausted.
Sheng Xuanyuan seemed to understand what this place was.
Yue Li killed the people in Panchi, and killed a lot of them. Now his life, along with the lives of those people, have been passed on to himself. The king Gu finally began to work vigorously. The blood vessels on Sheng Xuanyuan's arms bulged. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually became unclear. He held his forehead and uncontrollably had the thought of killing, so he had to strike with punches. On the ground, vent this anger.
"He's...here..."
The few remaining living people gathered together, but they could not tell the winner. When they heard the movement on the other end, they slowly approached Sheng Xuanyuan.
"Don't come here." Sheng Xuanyuan felt that his whole body was irritable. He could no longer kill or hurt others, otherwise he would really be assimilated.
Of course these people wouldn't listen to him. They approached and started punching each other, beating Sheng Xuanyuan in a corner. His eyes couldn't stop turning red, and the smell of blood stimulated his brain. After all, they still couldn't control themselves. When Sheng Xuanyuan woke up slightly, he was the only one standing at the bottom of the huge pit, holding a human head in his left hand and biting an arm in the head's mouth.
His hands went limp and he dropped his head, frozen from head to toe.
Most of the injuries in his body have healed, and even his true energy has gradually become fuller.
Different from the previous true energy that was absorbed and refined into the body by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, this true energy is so cruel and turbid that it makes people feel disgusted all the time. Even Sheng Xuanyuan feels like an insult in his own body.
He couldn't force out this true energy, nor could he remove the poison from his body. He even woke up less and less frequently, and most of the time, he became more manic and irritable.
Panchi will send new nutrients every day. The more Sheng Xuanyuan tries to restrain himself from killing people, the faster his consciousness will disappear. His original consciousness will be worn away bit by bit during the fighting, and even as soon as a new person is pushed into Panchi , kill them if they enter, and absorb the energy of living creatures for your own use.
Su and Jin all saw it in their eyes, feeding him newly captured prisoners of war as if they were raising pets, watching his cruel and direct killing method. He didn't like to play with the prey. Since he was going to kill him, he would just break the neck quickly and neatly. Su Hejin got bored and came to watch him kill people for fun, and they were very satisfied.
The battle on the front line is going extremely smoothly. The defensive formations used by the five tribes to resist the puppet cultivators at the pass have been cracked. The monks in the world combined are no more than the people of Xirong in one state or county. How can they defeat them? Even if all ten famous sects went into the water, it would only kill a few more people, and she didn't care at all.
If you can't get the immortality you long for, it would be good to be able to unify the world and make up for the regret.
Su Hejin looked at the killings in Panchi and thought with a smile.
Groups of prisoners of war were pushed in, and she watched as those old friends who desperately shouted to Sheng Xuanyuan to calm down and beg him to wake up were killed, like one good show after another on the stage. The times when Sheng Xuanyuan wakes up are becoming increasingly rare. Su Hejin knows that it won't be long before he becomes a human puppet that she can control, becoming Mo Yun's right-hand man, helping her seize the land and protecting her.
Time passes day by day, and it is almost a month.
The serious injuries Sheng Xuanyuan suffered before due to re-suppressing the two demons actually healed under the nourishment of blood. The broken bones and tendons were completely healed. The usually pure Qi was stained with filth and turned into a thick ink color, and his cultivation speed increased. Extremely fast, but no broken steps.
Over the past month, every night at night, the sound of a xun can be heard from the top of the cave. The sound is like crying, sad and sad, and it lingers in the cave for a long time. It was only at this time that Sheng Xuanyuan's red eyes softened. He looked up at the entrance of the cave, as if he was missing someone.
The Xun music played every night was the only familiar sound of his hometown.
Sheng Xuanyuan actually didn't quite remember who he was, but he still remembered that someone was waiting for him, and he remembered that person's name was Qiong Yi.
He killed too many people in Panchi and stayed there for too long. He did not retain his sanity and the ability to resist the king Gu.
How can you remember someone forever? Just keep thinking about her, just think about her over and over again.
So, he still remembers.
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The time to refine the human Gu was approaching. Su Hejin looked at the man standing between them through the barrier method. His long hair was disheveled and his clothes were stained with blood. He waved and called: "Come here."
Sheng Xuanyuan was manipulated by Wang Gu and walked over.
"You will be able to come out in three more days." Su Hejin admired the products he had made with his own hands. "I will give you a name again and let you live in the palace forever."
Sheng Xuanyuan touched the thick wall of the barrier with his blood-stained hands. Wang Gu would listen to Su Hejin's orders, but he would not.
For three days and nights, the sound of the xun still continued, echoing layer by layer in the sky above Panchi.
On the third day, which was also the last night, Panchi began to tremble, and all the corpses there turned into blood, flowing at the feet of Sheng Xuanyuan. His head was in severe pain, and he fell into the blood while holding his head. He has become like this, neither human nor ghost, but there is only one extremely important person, a person who cannot be forgotten, engraved in his heart. In pain, his consciousness begins to withdraw, and he desperately reaches out to grab it. That person was like the mist dissipating, and there was nothing left.
Sheng Xuanyuan's breathing was about to stop, and his consciousness was about to be worn out. But in the next moment, a ray of white soul penetrated the magic circle and appeared, flying into the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, his spiritual consciousness was complete, and his soul was As before.
This is the soul that he divided when he was young and gave it to his beloved to protect him. Now it flies across the mountains and seas and returns to its original owner.
His consciousness was refined by evil methods, his true energy was polluted by blood, and his mind was blinded by the killings in the dark. However, because of this ray of soul that had been nurtured for many years, he retained a trace of his original consciousness. His body was transformed into a Gu, but his true nature was still unclear. .
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know why Qiong Yi saved him when he was in the most difficult situation. Perhaps he sensed that he was in danger and returned the last ray of conscious consciousness that was still awake.
He grabbed his heart and roared hysterically. He was tortured by Wang Gu and refined by Panchi without even uttering a cry, but now he was roaring with a hoarse voice.
From then on, the last contact between him and her was severed.
The blood in the pool slowly rose and rushed towards the only living creature in the array. Sheng Xuanyuan lost his voice not long after. The last ray of soul was only the part that had not been contaminated and could not save the entire consciousness. It just gave him some room to wake up among the fierce and blood-devouring humanoid Gu creatures.
Yan Ting knew that the human poison had taken shape tonight. He sneaked into the tunnel and killed the guards sent by Su and Jin to guard them one by one. Wiping the blood on Zhaolin's sword, he walked step by step towards Panchi at the end of the tunnel, where stood the man who had been beaten. An old friend with empty eyes who trained people to be Gu.
Yan Tingshen's eyes were complicated, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling. He had planned his plan for many years, and tonight was the best time to take action. A great revenge was about to be avenged. It should have been an exciting thing, but at this time, he felt cold all over for no reason. It was completely different. The excitement and joy of anticipation.
He called out: "Sheng Xuanyuan."
Sheng Xuanyuan heard the voice and caught a glimpse of the people in the tunnel. His figure immediately disappeared from the center of the pan pool. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the barrier gate. A very powerful Zhen Qi Jue struck him. If it weren't for the profoundness of this technique, , he may have already killed Yan Tingshen to the ground.
Seriously, it was completely refined into a Gu creature.
Yan Ting saw that Sheng Xuanyuan's brows were full of blood and murderous intent, and he clenched his fists. He came here to play the xun every night, just to help him retain his original consciousness in this evil spell, but he still failed.
Yan Tingshen took out the porcelain xun from his arms and played it gently. Soon after, Sheng Xuanyuan, who hated him extremely, calmed down. There was no light in his dark eyes, which were like a pool of stagnant water.
Yan Tingshen picked up the Xinge Sword: "Do you still remember?"
"The author has something to say: Xiaosheng, a pure love god of war."
