Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 497 Siguniang Mountain (57)

497 Chapter 497 Siguniang Mountain (57)
I stared closely at the transformation, carefully observing the progress of its transformation. I knew that no matter what its strength was, I had to keep myself in a defensive state.

I curled up my body again as lightly and slowly as possible, and then squatted down carefully while holding on to the ground. Since the transformation is an evil thing that can upgrade itself, it is a guy who can suck blood and essence. With my physique For them, it's a great supplement, it's Tang Monk meat. I really can't breathe in front of this kind of thing. I'm already nervous and scared, but now I'm short of breath and panicking.

After a while, I was able to confirm that the shape of the incarnation had not changed in size, and it was still in a calm state for the time being. I had to confirm one very important thing quickly. I wanted to confirm its final shape. Virtual reality.

I immediately moved my gaze to the body of the transformed body. It still had half of its legs and claws, which were a little weak. Looking down the legs, I saw a small black shadow on the ground. Because the transformation was so dark, I was afraid that I would see it wrong, so I squinted my eyes carefully to distinguish it. I saw an irregular-shaped black shadow stretched out from under its legs. There was a trace of weirdness floating around the edge of the black shadow. I looked at the outline. I am sure that it is the shadow of this transformed body. The real black part is the shadow cast by the upper half of its materialized body, and the virtual ones on the edge are the shadow of the black smoke that has not yet materialized.

After seeing this, my heart was beating even more wildly. I was sure that it was definitely not an ancient Jian. It was a Jian that had not inherited the power of Pangu. No matter how powerful it was, it was just a zombie. What's more, it was transformed. I shouldn't have suppressed it. It's a problem, but it actually has a shadow. If it has a shadow, it is considered to be physical. Then it is a great evil thing. Zombies are just poisonous mutated corpses, but they are based on virtual reality, and the Tao is not as deep as ordinary ones. .

I remember that if this kind of evil thing that was originally incorporeal became physical, it would not only have a stronger yin energy, but also a stronger resentment. So when I looked at the Bagua seals in the tomb, I suddenly felt Not much at all.

In that era, not all people who were pulled in for experiments were willing. In ancient times, human beings were sacrificed and buried. Not everyone in these tombs died at the end of their lives. Some died in vain, some died unjustly, and some died unwillingly. There are not just a lot of people who are unwilling, but I think the anger here is full of evil and evil.

The cloud of smoke that can transform must have a source. Where does it come from? In my opinion, the carbon-black corpse in the coffin in the tomb just before may be its true body.

If this is the case, this incarnation had been separated from the main body before being sealed. The black energy of the seal arranged so many gossips, and it must have become a certain climate at that time.

The ability of the person who can seal it must be higher than it. I can't tell how much power it will take to re-seal it. It will definitely be difficult. I'm not sure if I can do it by putting it back into the furnace, but I can seal it. It shouldn't be a problem in this tomb. Just add a few more gossips to lock it, or seal the entrance and exit so that it can't get out of this tomb.

After the transformation beast took shape, the temperature in the tomb became lower and lower. The coldness made me feel like I was in an icehouse. My nose and eyes were a little itchy, and it was telling me to sneeze. The alarm sounded, and my nose and eyes became sore. I couldn't help but close my eyes and open my mouth. Fortunately, I had quick hands and quickly raised them under my nose. I pressed my philtrum with two fingers. I pressed a finger on my mouth. I remember saying that this could stop a sudden sneeze. Maybe it was because the sneeze was small and the force that rushed into my head quickly disappeared. Fortunately, it worked. I held it back, but I didn’t dare to let it go. Open your hand.

At this moment, I want to know what I need to do next to help my brother. This thing has changed, and it will find us two living people in a while. My brother himself is nowhere to be found at the stove mouth. There's some movement.

Thinking about it, I raised my eyes and glanced in the direction of my brother again. My heart suddenly skipped a beat at this sight. My face fell instantly, my eyes widened, and my lips couldn't help but twitch. I thought to myself, where is the person? ?Where did it go?

My heart was beating harder. It must be because I had just focused on the transformed beast. The black-haired man was making noise all around me. My brother moved lightly, so I didn’t notice when he moved. of.

He also said beforehand that I would not make a sound, and he often did not take me with him when exploring the route. Now he moves quietly, and it is normal for him to disappear now.

I turned my head and stared at the stove. Although he didn't tell me clearly, I knew that he must have entered the stove. But I listened carefully and there was no sound at all.

I thought about it again and wondered if I was the only living person in the tomb now. I was surrounded by a group of violent black-haired monsters, and I was gathered in the center of the tomb with a dark, cold-looking jade form. I thought This, my body couldn't help but tremble.

I braced myself and squatted there in a defensive posture, trying to remain motionless like a sculpture, but if I squatted for a long time, the blood circulation in my legs would be poor.

After waiting for a while, my squatting legs began to feel numb little by little. Although I had made small adjustments to make myself slightly more comfortable, it could only relieve some of the numbness in a short period of time. , couldn't help but the time lengthened bit by bit.

The shapeshifting beast seems to have woken up and has begun to move its limbs. Its overall movements are still a little slow, but its half-dead state just after waking up will not last too long. old.

There was still no movement in the stove, and my two legs were no longer feeling like two rubber prosthetics. My legs were swollen and stiff. I knew I couldn't hold on for much longer. I had to do something, otherwise my legs would be damaged. If I can't move, my defense will be reduced. If this transformation becomes active before my brother comes back, it will definitely find me, and I will probably have to fight with it.

But before I could recover the feeling in my legs and feet, or before my brother came back, the transformation suddenly let out an ear-splitting roar from a huge monster.

A strong wind rose up in the tomb and blew towards me. The shape began to spread like a wild beast that had been hungry for an unknown amount of time.I looked at it in horror, but I didn't forget that I had to loosen my legs quickly and move slowly.

The black-haired people outside the protective shield are indeed not as smart as the hairballs I collected. At this critical moment, all of them only know how to slap the spiritual wall, and they don't even know that the danger around them is coming.

In the eyes of the transformed beast, the black-haired man should be lively and cute, bouncing and full of energy, which is particularly attractive to its small prey. It clawed at the nearest black-haired man, and a black The hairy man howled and struggled desperately, but the black-haired man lost all the momentum he had just about to scratch under the claws of the transformed beast.

As expected, the shape-shifting beast is now physical, and its claws can still catch the black-haired man even though they look insubstantial. He is indeed a powerful character.

I had to straighten my legs. Straightening was the fastest way to recover, but my legs were already dead and I couldn't stretch them out at all. I had to sit down first to let the blood circulation system in my legs recover.

I held my breath in order not to make a sound, and then I tilted my body, grunted, and fell to the ground.

The avatar may have heard the slight movement from my side, and the head that was stretching toward the black-haired man suddenly stopped. My butt hurt a little from the fall. I had no choice but to endure it, and I didn't dare to move again after landing.

The legs were no longer oppressed by the body, and the blood circulation began to recover. A warm current rushed from top to bottom to the soles of the feet. At this moment, the curled legs opened a little, but what followed was the most painful moment in the process of relieving the anesthesia.

A numbness, like an electric shock, instantly shot up from the soles of my feet to my legs. My legs felt like they were being scratched by countless bugs lying on them, eating them one by one. It was painful and numb. The uncomfortable feeling was simply overwhelming. It's suffocating. I was still holding my breath, sweating all over my body, just waiting for the transformed beast's head to reach towards the black-haired man again.

Fortunately, the shape-shifting beast persisted for more than ten seconds before stretching its head out again. I breathed a sigh of relief, and the numbness on my flesh and tendons spread from the soles of my feet to my legs. I knew I could pat it gently with my hand. Shooting can make it more comfortable and relieve this feeling faster, but I can't attract its attention. I can only endure the discomfort with a painful look on my face and wait for it to relieve itself. This process needs to be mastered. I gritted my teeth and held on to my clothes. It wasn't until I passed the most maddening moment that my expression and body relaxed.

I have been analyzing in my mind why the transformed body is in its current form. This mass of energy must have a source. If it originally came from a human body, it is possible for cultivators to separate the energy from the body. , then if this person was first exposed to Jian's corpse poison and then mutated into a zombie, then it should be a zombie with a humanoid body exuding strong corpse gas, but it just came out of the furnace. It was just a ball of thick Yin Qi, and then gradually transformed into the form of a Jian. Strictly speaking, it should not be considered a real Jian or a zombie.

The thing that is originally invisible but can be transformed into reality through cultivation should generally be the soul. "Soul" is the horizontal perspective between a person and the world. "Soul" refers to a person's experience in the world. Souls include both tangible and intangible ones. Those who can cultivate shadows are usually innocent souls. , the kind of soul with a lot of resentment, but the soul is usually the original appearance of the person, more accurately, the appearance of the person before death. The three souls of Jian have already gone to their own places. Obviously, this guy cannot be Jian Soul, but it does have the appearance of a raven.

I speculate that it is more likely to be the spirit. "Spirit" is the vertical perspective between man and God. "Spirit" refers to the process between man and God. The spirit is invisible, but it can be felt. It can use consciousness If something is conveyed to us in the form of consciousness, wouldn’t it be an illusion? But the problem is that an illusion doesn’t need to have so many Bagua seals.

Hallucination, impossible. I have eliminated my brother's hallucination. I will not be hallucinating myself. This thing is not illusory. I frowned and thought to myself, what the hell is this.

I rubbed my nose and said to myself, never mind it, evil things are afraid of things with strong yang energy after all. The unicorn can block evil spirits and drive away evil spirits. This thing is an evil thing after all. The phoenix belongs to fire, and this thing belongs to yin. I still want it. Unbelief cannot suppress it.

While I was thinking about this, I glanced at the movements of the monsters and made preparations to stand up, because just as I was relieving the numbness in my legs, the black-haired men surrounding us were transformed into Xingjian stretched out her arms and legs like a doll, and was tortured until she was almost dead.

The transformed jiao used its long-nailed talons to lift the black-haired man into the air, and then slapped it back to the ground. Otherwise, it hooked the black-haired man's arms and legs and swung it around, causing the black-haired man to howl. It screamed terribly, but the transformed beast seemed to be getting more and more excited. Just when the black-haired man collapsed from being played by it, it pinched the black-haired man to its mouth, opened its blood bowl and sucked the black man into its mouth. The Qi on the hairy man.

In an instant, the black-haired man sucked by it became thinner and thinner, and the black hair on his body fell off like dust. In the end, only a skeleton that was corroded by corpse poison and turned black hung between its fingers. , its claws shook, and even the black bones were shattered into black powder and fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, I knew clearly that there was no time for me to rest anymore. It wasn't that I wasn't afraid, but I was extremely calm. My legs were already so relaxed that there was no problem. I lowered my voice and moved my body as far as possible towards the stove. Facing the transformed beast, I crossed my legs, and my legs intersected naturally. I took a deep breath, calmed my breathing, and gathered my spiritual power in my body.

I said to myself, I'm still waiting for you to attack me. That's because I'm mentally ill. I can't change my body. It's not like I can't.

Legend has it that one jiao can fight three dragons and two dragons. They can fight to the death. Isn't it just to delay time? I will fight you.

(End of this chapter)