Hiss.
The group of red snakes that had retreated in the cave reappeared because of the woman, slowly climbed up the high platform, and gathered around the bronze coffin, forming a sphere that enveloped Chen Xianchao and the woman.
Subsequently.
The woman's fingertips touched Chen Xianchao's eyebrows.
"You can withstand the poison of the king snake, and this body can hold my soul for a short time!"
"Little guy, I'm giving you a blessing."
Chen Xianchao's heartbeat was beating like a drum. He watched helplessly as the woman's soul entered his body, and was helpless to do anything. And as the woman sank into Chen Xianchao's eyebrows, the red snakes around him simultaneously turned into red beams of light, pouring into Chen Xianchao's body one after another.
this moment.
Chen Xianchao felt that his body was about to explode.
Not only the light beam transformed from the red snake, but also the woman's soul was filled with mottled and complex power, as if it was filled with millions of poisons, frantically eroding his internal organs, limbs and bones. As the pain reached its limit, Chen Xianchao's body began to become numb, and even his consciousness became hazy.
"Am I going to die?"
Chen Xianchao asked himself.
Li Xuansu, Gu Siniang, Qi Baixing and everyone else in Peach Blossom Town flashed before his eyes.
His eyes suddenly became firm and he roared: "How can I die!"
"When the emperor is in this world, he looks down upon the world."
"The heavenly dragon captures the sky, and the divine elephant controls the territory."
The formulas of the Great Emperor Sutra were recited silently in his mind. When the heavens were moving, a dragon elephant roared; the moment the energy was mobilized, the power transformed from the red snake was devoured by the dragon elephant's internal force, and transformed hundreds of times in an instant, whichever was chosen. The essence was fed back to Chen Xianchao, poured into the twelve martial arts passes, and generated internal force, heading towards the thirteenth martial arts pass.
at the same time.
Chen Xianchao was in the sea of consciousness.
There were also phantoms of heavenly dragons and divine elephants in front of the woman's eyes, and the golden light shone brightly, suppressing her step by step.
"A mere Guanshan state can cultivate such a powerful technique, but if you want to suppress me, only the Guanshan state is far from enough."
The woman pointed out, and the black energy beam formed two apertures to cover Tianlong and the phantom of the god. The moment the two came into contact, the woman was shocked to find that her soul power was directly absorbed into Chen Xianchao's energy. Not only was it useless, On the contrary, it strengthened the momentum of the heavenly dragon and the divine elephant.
"You actually have such domineering inner strength."
The woman has never seen such a domineering technique.
Qi Jin is the internal force, which is the foundation for walking in the martial veins and overpowering the warrior's physical body and attacks. Soul power is a power derived from the sea of consciousness and controlled by the soul; the two coexist in a warrior's body and are two parallel lines that should not merge.
"But I don't believe that a little monk who hasn't even set foot on Wangqi can suppress me."
When she finished speaking, the heavenly dragon and the divine elephant were already above her head.
This power does not come from the Chen Xian Dynasty, it is blessed by cultivation beyond the innate. It was like the sky was falling, suppressing the woman unable to move.
"who?"
"Who is in this kid's sea of consciousness?"
The woman was roaring, but the only answer she received was the overbearing suppression of the Dragon Elephant Qi. What made the woman even more helpless was that the Dragon Elephant Qi actually formed a cage to restrain her like a tease, constantly devouring her power to nourish her transformation. Be strong and strong.
Chen Xianchao was unable to discern the changes in the sea of consciousness. His realm was weak and it was difficult to peer into the sea of consciousness without entering the Chongyuan. At this moment, he only felt that his internal strength was constantly rising. The thirteenth level of the martial arts had been broken through. The power transformed by the red snake was also impacting the fourteenth level of the martial arts. He could not force his momentum and was reinforced by new internal energy. Chen Xianchao was immersed in it. In the breakthrough, the momentum is overwhelming.
An hour later, not only the fourteenth level of Wumai, but also the fifteenth and sixteenth levels were swept away by an endless army of internal energy. What excited Chen Xianchao was that this momentum showed no sign of stopping, as if there were inexhaustible resources. The supply of internal energy makes his cultivation continue to be strong.
But with the breakthrough of martial arts, each subsequent level must cultivate stronger internal power, and the longer it takes. After breaking through the 17th level of the Martial Meridian, Chen Xianchao activated the Dragon Elephant Energy to reach the 18th level of the Martial Meridian for three hours.
These few hours.
Women also had to succumb to the suppression of the great emperor Jinglongxiang Qi.
"I didn't expect that I, Meng Can, had been waiting in this small place for thirty years and couldn't get it, and I turned out to be the nourishment for others' cultivation."
That being said.
With the strength of Meng Can's soul, even if the Dragon Elephant Qi is constantly devouring it, it will not be easy for Chen Xianchao to suck Meng Can dry.
Therefore.
Meng Can felt aggrieved.
Chen Xianchao's realm was not high enough to peer into the sea of consciousness, and she herself was suppressed by the Great Emperor's Jinglongxiang energy, and the two sides lost their only communication channel.
She made a wedding dress for Chen Xianchao, but Chen Xianchao didn't know anything about it.
While Chen Xianchao was constantly moving around the sky at this moment, he suddenly heard the news of Meng Can's soul. But now he didn't notice any discomfort, and even had a steady flow of internal energy; in his opinion, Meng Can's strange soul Like Xu Changxuan's impermanent cold poison, his body became the nourishment for his tyrannical realm under the domineering dragon elephant energy.
"It's just a pity. That woman looks very good-looking. If she didn't want to harm me, she wouldn't end up becoming my inner force."
Chen Xianchao affirmed Meng Can's outcome and was once again immersed in the process of attacking the Eighteen Passes of Wumai. He seemed to see a towering mountain standing behind Wumai Pass.
The eighteenth level of the thirty-sixth level of the martial art is a hurdle. This level is also called: mountain climbing.
The first seventeen martial arteries are the passages for warriors to enter the martial arts path towards Guanshan. The eighteenth martial arteries are the first steps for warriors to climb over Guanshan. When you step onto the mountain pass, you will see the majestic Guanshan. With each step, the body becomes stronger and stronger. With strong internal strength, reaching the thirty-sixth level is the beginning of climbing high and looking far, forming bonds with mountains and looking down upon the world.
time.
There is no definition here in Chen Xianchao.
Looking at the mountain pass blocking the advancement of the internal force, the dragon-elephant internal force army that had been assembled finally launched a charge with the mobilization of Chen Xianchao.
It was an indomitable momentum.
It is also an unstoppable edge.
The mountain-climbing pass, which would have taken ordinary people a long time or even half a lifetime, shattered into pieces under Chen Xianchao's first charge. The vigorous Dragon Elephant Qi was filled from the first level of the martial arts to this point. Chen Xianchao felt that his strength suddenly became powerful. With a long roar, he looked up at the mountain, and saw that the mountain was no longer high.
Exhaled slightly.
Chen Xianchao stood up and looked at the bones in the coffin, then slowly closed the coffin lid.
"Although you have harmful intentions towards me, you also help me break through. I will seal this cave after I leave, and it will be your burial place."
Then, he grabbed the Jingchao Sword, walked off the platform, and headed towards the cave exit. Still in the corridor, Chen Xianchao had already seen the bright light at the exit and heard the restless roar of the white ape. As he looked at the flaming plants growing in the cave, it seemed that due to the woman's death, these flaming plants also lost their vitality and withered, as if telling him that this place had become a place of death.
The mountain wind blew in through the cave entrance, and Chen Xianchao stepped out of the cave entrance.
Looking at Bai Yuan again, after his tyrannical cultivation, his state of mind was different. Slowly pulling out the Jingchao Sword, regardless of whether Bai Yuan could understand the human words, he said: "You gave me an adventure to help me achieve a breakthrough. I might not have killed you, but I promised Uncle Bai Xing to take it with you." Don't blame me if you take your head back, you are guilty yourself."
The white ape does not understand human language and is bewitched by Meng Can's poisonous fragrance.
Although Meng Can's body has been corrupted, his soul has not been destroyed, and his power to bewitch the white ape still exists. Seeing Chen Xianchao holding a long sword, Bai Yuan stood up straight, punched his chest with both fists, and burst out with anger.
The roar was like thunder, echoing across the mountainside.
Qi Baixing stopped suddenly. After two days of searching, there was no trace of Chen Xianchao. Qi Baixing was already extremely anxious. At this moment, listening to the white ape's voice, he flew away with a glimmer of hope.
The white ape's body already occupies most of the platform that is less than five meters long. While the sound of Jing Chao's sword resounded, Chen Xianchao's figure had already passed by the white ape. The sword was not stained with blood, but it cut iron like mud; even though the white ape could A martial artist who was comparable to Tongxuan Fifteen Pass martial arts did not show any prowess in the hands of Chen Xianchao at this moment, and was beheaded by the Jingchao sword.
Chen Xianchao carried the half-meter-high head of the white ape and looked for the way down the mountain. When he saw Qi Baixing rushing from the mountain, he was also happy. He presented the head of the white ape in front of him and said: "Uncle Bai Xing, I have already Behead the white ape."
Qi Baixing's shock has exceeded the joy of seeing Chen Xianchao again. With his level, it is easy to see through Chen Xianchao's cultivation at this moment.
In six days, you can pass from the first pass of Wumai to the eighteenth pass of Xuan.
Among the people he met, even Gu Miaozai, who now dominated the world, was not as good as him.
"Your Highness is the most capable in the world."
Chen Xianchao was inexplicably overwhelmed by the sudden praise and said: "Uncle Bai Xing, Xianchao is only at the 18th level of martial arts. When you say this, I really feel ashamed."
"What your Highness lacks is time. Given time, Your Highness will definitely be worthy of this name."
"Leave the rest to the future! Right now, I just want to climb Mount Putuo immediately."
Qi Baixing also knew that time was running out. According to the information given to him by Liao Nongyu, Chen Xianchao was not the first target to be eradicated by the Da Li Dynasty. As a result, the safety of Taohua Town was already hanging by a thread.
Although Qin Tianjian did not directly join the team chasing Chen Xianchao, he provided traces of Chen Xianchao to the martial arts at any time; Qi Baixing understood that Xu Changxuan was using his own hands to kill the martial arts. He must speed up time and send Chen Xian to Mount Putuo to get the Great Emperor Pill.
Leaving Beiyan Mountain and heading east to Putuo Mountain, the current official road Lijing Road is the fastest way.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going on Li Jing Road, including merchants, clansmen, and civilians, and even more martial artists.
The young man was leading an old donkey, and sitting on the donkey was an old man with a white beard.
The young man had been irritable after leaving in the past few days. Looking at the old man here, he said: "Master, if Chen Xianchao doesn't follow the official path, wouldn't we be unable to meet him?"
"We will meet. The Jinyi guards of Qintianjian are guarding Gao Lin and have almost entered Simin City. For Taohua Town, it is a blessing and a misfortune. Since Qi Baixing has chosen this time to take Chen Xianchao up the mountain, he will not choose to travel a long distance , this official road has people coming and going, it seems dangerous, but it is also safe."
The young man said: "It's just like what the master said. They are mixed in the crowd. Where can we find them?"
The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "I don't know what kind of medicine is hidden in Xu Changxuan's gourd, but he wants to use Qi Baixing's hand to kill people. There is no doubt about it. The death of the five Guanshan guards ten days ago was caused by Qin Tian The bait thrown by the supervisor was used as a starting point to spread traces of Chen Xianchao to the people in the world. Have you ever seen anyone from the Qintian Prison appear in the past few days? And with Qi Baixing's pride, he disdains hiding among people. .”
The young man groaned, thought for a while, and said: "Qi Baixing is indeed not weak, but without Jinghong Sword, he can't kill the Jianghu people in this world, right? At least, if he meets you, master, now, it will be difficult for Qi Baixing to survive. "
"I am not Da Li's sword. We are looking for Chen Xianchao, not for the Dajing relics. Only by following him can we go up Mount Putuo, and can you get the Great Emperor Pill. And he wants to climb up Mount Putuo quickly. , it’s always good to have my husband with you.”
The young man let out an unexpected sound, stopped, looked back at the old man, and said, "Master, why are you just saying this now? We just waited for Chen Xianchao at the foot of Mount Putuo, and walked these hundreds of miles in vain."
"It's not all for nothing. It's always good if we can form a good relationship."
Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the official road.
The young man led the old donkey to a tea shed not far away and sat down with the old man.
There were many people around, but the atmosphere was quiet and eerie.
The tea shed is not big, with five shabby tea tables.
Except for three people sitting around one table, no one sat at the other four tables, although there were many people around the tea shed.
This wind is filled with murderous intent.
The people who were coming and going all stopped nearby, their eyes falling on the old people and young people.
The young man looked towards the distance of the official road. The Jinyi guards from Qintian Prison had dispersed half a day ago. Chen Xianchao and Qi Baixing were on Lijing Road, coming towards Hongnan City.
This is the nearest fork in the road heading east to Putuo Mountain.
Gradually the wind died down.
It was dusk, and under the setting sun, a carriage broke into everyone's sight.
Stay close.
The young man looked at the blindfolded horse, smelled the blood scattered from the carriage, looked at the driver, and concluded that many people would die here later.
Qi Baixing was driving a carriage. He didn't want to stop, but not far away, a group of merchant trucks blocked the way. He walked to the tea shed and stopped the carriage.
Chen Xianchao got out of the car, and at the same time that Jingchao Jian appeared, the swords in the hands of the surrounding swordsmen were trembling.
This sudden turn of events became a signal.
A young swordsman suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Chen Xianchao, but before he could get close to Chen Xianchao, his head was missing.
"Waiter, two bowls of tea."
Listening to Qi Baixing's words, the waiter was just an ordinary person. Looking at the dead body still convulsing on the ground, he trembled in fear and brought out the tea.
"Mr. Qi is worthy of the name of Sword Master. Even without the Jinghong Sword, the method of killing with sword energy is still frightening."
Chen Xianchao sat alone, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
There were many people trying to kill him in the past two days. There would always be someone who claimed to be a strong man, said some incomprehensible words, and then died in Qi Baixing's hands.
Masters tend to keep a low profile. This is also the conclusion Chen Xianchao came to in the past two days.
That was it yesterday evening.
An inconspicuous swordsman almost killed him as soon as he made a move. If it weren't for Qi Baixing protecting him, Chen Xianchao really felt that he would not survive Mount Putuo.
"If you talk nonsense with him, you will die if you mess with him."
Someone shouted loudly, and the warriors around suddenly rose up, and the sword momentum immediately tore the tea shed into pieces. Qi Baixing put his finger into the tea, picked up water between his fingers, and spilled out the sharp blade. The warriors who rose up fell down one after another, each of them His eyebrows were pierced.
There are only a few people left, and they have not moved since the beginning.
Chen Xianchao accidentally looked at the smiling young man and held the Jingchao Sword.
"Chen Xianchao, we are not your enemies."
Qi Baixing looked at the old man, his pupils moved slightly, he stood up and cupped his hands towards the old man and said, "Qi Baixing has met Mr. Mu."
The old man nodded and said, "I'll help you keep an eye on this little guy first."
Qi Baixing glanced at Chen Xianchao and said, "In this case, I would like to thank Mr. Mu."
Then turned around.
His eyes fell on the three swordsmen and he said: "The three of you are waiting here, are you not just here to drink tea?"
The three of them stood up and slightly arched their hands towards the old man.
One person said: "Qi Baixing, the three of us are indeed here for Chen Xianchao. Since Mr. Mu is here, the three of us still have the knowledge to say goodbye."
Qi Baixing turned around and bowed to the old man again.
Mu Sanguan.
When the Six Dynasties coexisted, he was one of the strongest men at the top of the world.
A person's reputation should always be higher than his ability.
Qi Baixing was confident that it would be difficult for Mu Sanguan, who was already in his twenties, to regain his former full strength.
"Bai Xing, I am an old friend of your master. Although he has passed away, I will not become Da Li's sword. You don't have to be afraid of me. This trip is just to follow Master Chen on a trip to Mount Putuo."
