Even though this shaman can't fly into the sky and escape from the earth, his previous method of breaking the formation has shocked everyone, and now this bloody method makes all the golden soldiers tremble.
"It's a good choice. If time passes, it will be difficult to find. Unfortunately, I ran too slow." The black-robed shaman nodded slightly, looking a little proud.
A strange color appeared on his face, and abundant energy returned to his body. The flesh and blood of a horse was enough to cast a spell.
He took out a small jar with strange patterns, then opened the lid and put his hand in it.
Suddenly, a whimpering and low sound sounded from the tank, fear, madness, joy...
The shaman's body was shaking and his expression was twisted, obviously in great pain.
After a moment, he suddenly pulled out his hand quickly and hid it in the sleeve. Wutu, with sharp eyes, only saw many hideous blood grooves on the withered hands, and the white bones were hidden.
Soon he didn't dare to look anymore, because the horrifying sound floated out of the tank, and there were several floating black smoke, with terrifying ghost faces looming inside.
The black-robed shaman waved his long sleeves repeatedly, directing them to rush towards the dense forest of Cangshan Mountain.
"As long as they are still alive, they can't escape the pursuit of these treasures of mine, Jie Jie..."
At this time, Zhou Bai, who had fled into Cangshan Mountain, had already run some distance away. Fighting the severe pain of mental exhaustion, he forcibly turned on the qi-gazing technique to find his way through night vision.
It looked like he was burrowing where the vegetation was dense, but in fact he was running in one direction.
When those roars of black energy resounded through the mountains and forests, Zhou Bai's heart tightened, and his already fast steps became even faster.
Woohoo~
Before he could make a cup of tea, the black energy caught up with him. Fortunately, he also arrived at the hidden cave in his memory.
The mountain was dense with fog and forest, and a large banyan tree with lush branches just blocked the entrance of the cave. The vines on it spread everywhere. If you didn't know the exact location, you wouldn't be able to find it.
Zhou Bai took one last look at the black aura that was about to reveal him, gritted his teeth, lifted up the vines and got into the cave.
Book from heaven!
[Target world: random, real world]
(Specifying the recorded world requires consuming origin points, and specifying the real world requires 100 origin points.)
[Method of time travel: soul travel (cannot be changed)]
[Time flow rate: one to one hundred]
[Would you like to travel through a random world? 】
【yes】
Zhou Bai didn't have time to think too much, and decisively chose to travel through the random world. His soul was instantly pulled away and involved in the bronze portal.
The physical body slowly collapsed against the stone wall, and the whole person fell into a state of withering silence.
In the final perspective, the black air was scurrying around like headless flies in the sky above the cave, but the body in the cave was never found.
Huh, it's okay, then my consciousness fell into darkness.
Having reached the peak level of cultivation in the second realm, he had naturally fought against prairie shamans. Those black air masses were nothing more than raised imps that needed to be fed with the blood of their masters and could be used as helpers in all aspects.
According to the experience of fighting, when the soul leaves the body, the vitality of his physical body as a mortal is greatly reduced, and the imp cannot find his true body.
Of course, he was not wrong. From the moment he chose to travel to another world, the calamity embedded in his fortune began to break away, and was even slowly consumed and transformed.
The calamity of the main world is over, but can this second random world be safe?
…
Accompanied by a needle-like headache, Zhou Bai understood that he had arrived in another world.
The consequences of overdrafting mental power through the soul have appeared, and there is almost nothing that can be done at the moment.
At this time, his brain was only strong enough for him to process simple information, and many abnormalities that he could usually detect were now covered up under his weakness.
Although he has no magic power now, under the current situation, he can only blindly chase the mouse, and actually recited the Calming Mantra silently.
"Prajna is a divine mantra. It can eliminate the doubts of the five aggregates. All worries are cut off. Purity separates itself. The four wisdom waves are endless. The eight consciousnesses have divine power. The lamp of the heart illuminates the Dharma Realm. This is Bodhi."
Buddhism in the main world is declining. Although there is still Buddhism, it can only be compared with the heretical ways.
There are few Buddhas who are famous in heaven, let alone spreading Buddhism in the world. There are not many Buddhist temples in Dingzhou, at least not by Zhou Bai in Bei'an County.
But even Buddhism, which is looked down upon by Taoist monks, has its strengths. The soothing effect of Buddhism is very obvious.
When the great catastrophe came in the previous life, the Heavenly Court announced many cultivation techniques and secrets, and the Calming Mantra was just a very inconspicuous one.
Zhou Bai has a good memory, and after learning it accidentally, he also used it as a small trick.
Now when he was anxious, it worked wonders. A bit of coolness poured into his mind. The severe pain slowly subsided. He was gradually able to process the information from the outside world.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was a dark and cold stone wall, with dark red spots everywhere, as if embellishing the criss-crossed scratches on it.
Zhou Bai didn't know where these traces came from, but he could sense that they contained resentment, resentment, greed and other negative emotions.
Turning around again, he saw stone walls, stone walls, and a low stone door. Was he in a stone house?
But in this room, except for the stone bed under me, not to mention furniture, there wasn't even anything other than stone.
The twisted scratches around it seemed to be telling pain. Could those dark red stains be blood?
Weird, not a good place, and the people who lived here were definitely not normal people.
In order to understand the current situation, Zhou Bai wanted to get out of the low door and look outside. Unexpectedly, there were waves of extremely uncomfortable sounds.
Hiss...squeak...
It was harsh and unpleasant, and Zhou Bai couldn't help but want to cover his ears. Someone was scratching the wall, just like the scratches all over the stone house.
Zhou Bai glanced outside the stone door from the corner of his eye. It must be night, and the pale moonlight was very bright.
He did not act rashly, but quietly listened to the sound of scratching on the wall outside, getting closer and closer, as if he was going to reach the stone house where he was.
Finally, a figure appeared outside the low door. It seemed to be the legs of a child, but what!
Why didn't the child cast a shadow in the moonlight? !
Zhou Bai realized that something was wrong, so he traveled here to avoid ghosts, but there were still ghosts outside after traveling through time. What should he do?
The only supernatural power is the aura, which cannot be used against ghosts.
His mind was not very clear to begin with, but now he was suddenly filled with anxiety and fear. Zhou Bai couldn't stabilize his body for a moment and moved.
The extremely small sound seemed to be detected by something outside.
"I found you, hehe, uncle, I found you, come and play in my belly..."
The gloomy children's laughter rang out. Zhou Bai's scalp suddenly went numb and he stared at the short door.
I asked why the door was so low. It turned out that this little devil lived in the stone house.
The more he was afraid of something, the more he feared. Suddenly, a ghost head poked his head into the house from the low door.
Her hair was tied into a bun, her face was pale white except for two red spots, her dark eyes were filled with blood and tears, and there was a charming smile on her lips.
