Journey to the West

Chapter 50 Surviving Near Death, Mysterious Demon

The dark yellow sky, the fiery red land, the road ahead that can't be seen at a glance, and the atmosphere of the western mountains, constitute the Huangquan Road in Ye Xuecheng's eyes.

Therefore, it is said that there are only flowers but no leaves in full bloom on Huangquan Road.Flowers and leaves never see each other, miss each other and cherish each other forever.

Seems to indicate a poignant love story!

Ye Xuecheng sat among the flowers on the other side of Huangquan Road, holding a low-grade spirit stone in each of his left and right hands, and seized the time to recover his vitality.

Stepping on Huangquan Road, one has already arrived at the land of Yincao Difu. The aura of heaven and earth here is rather cloudy, which is not suitable for Ye Xuecheng to absorb directly. At this time, spirit stones have become the most important survival resource.

Fortunately, Ye Xuecheng obtained three hundred mid-grade spirit stones and thousands of low-grade spirit stones in the storage bag of the ancestor of the Chen family, which was enough for him to recover from his injuries.

Under the coercion of the old demon of Montenegro, Ye Xuecheng had no choice but to break into the gate of Huangquan, and fled to the first stop of the underworld, Huangquan Road!

At this time, the three golden elixirs in Ye Xuecheng's dantian Qihai were all dimmed, the bone in his right shoulder was shattered, and his internal organs were all injured by the powerful blow of the earth scepter. Will die at any time.

Ye Xuecheng is now relying on a steel-like willpower to hold on, otherwise he would have passed out long ago.

After the gentle aura in the spirit stone entered his body, it circulated in the meridians for a big circle, and then turned into drops of vitality, entered the sea of ​​qi in the dantian, and was plundered by three dim golden elixirs.

It seemed like a drop in the bucket, but it was a pity that Ye Xuecheng didn't dare to absorb the spiritual energy with all his strength, and his meridians were more or less injured. If too much spiritual energy poured in, there would be a heart-piercing pain.

Ye Xuecheng spit out blood that fell on the Bana flower bushes under him, and it actually slowly seeped into the petals, to be specific, it was swallowed by the Bana flowers.

Then, the Bianhua flowers under him seemed to come alive, emitting a more strange red light, wisps of blood-colored smoke rose from the petals, and within a short while, Ye Xuecheng's figure was shrouded in the bloody mist of Bianhua flowers.

Ye Xuecheng, who was concentrating on recovering his vitality, didn't notice at all that traces of faint red energy permeated into his body, quietly gathering towards his head.

I'm afraid that in the entire history of the prehistoric world, there was no daring guy who dared to sit in the strange flowers on the other side to recover from his injuries, and only a guy like Ye Xuecheng who was seriously injured and had a big enough brain would dare to do so recklessly.

Finally, the red energy gathered in Ye Xuecheng's body seemed to feel enough, and suddenly burst out, rushing towards Ye Xuecheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Those red auras rushed into Ye Xuecheng's sea of ​​consciousness space smoothly, and turned into a seductive woman in a blood-colored robe. However, the next moment, this woman's face paled.

Three ways in Ye Xuecheng's sea of ​​consciousness released the sword intent capable of destroying the strong Da Luo Jinxian, suppressing the three parties, Ye Xuecheng's soul was sitting on the heart of his sea-consciousness fire with folded arms, looking down at the woman with a cold smile.

"Are you scared? You are welcome to my Sea of ​​Consciousness Space as a guest. Since you are here, then stay here. The host is very hospitable.

By the way, what's your name and what breed! "Ye Xuecheng said lightly.

"My lord, the little girl doesn't have a name, so I ask you to give me a name." The woman with blood-colored long hair was very kind, and she bent down to salute gently, and said coquettishly.

Then, Ye Xuecheng was frightened, why the voice he made was a rough male voice despite his beautiful face and graceful figure.

Ye Xuecheng stood up abruptly, and stared at the woman in amazement, this is really a miracle!

"My lord, your eyes are so scary, you scare people." The woman in the scarlet dress said shyly.

"Stop, shut up, from now on, without my permission, you are not allowed to speak, or I will kill you immediately." Ye Xuecheng shuddered, feeling that his three views were ruined, the gap in his heart was too great, and he felt cold road.

"I have two names for you to choose from. As the saying goes, Huarong Yuemao, the name Ruhua is full of connotations, and the other name is excavated from your shocking Qi (essence), called Yaoyao, now You choose!" Ye Xuecheng suddenly said maliciously.

"My lord, both names are beautiful, can I have them all?" the woman said happily.

When Ye Xuecheng heard her addressing him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and said impatiently.

"Such a high-level name, only one is allowed to choose. Also, you have to remember, from now on, you are not allowed to call me your son."

"Okay, sir, I want to choose the second one." The woman said honestly.

Ye Xuecheng murmured to himself, this guy is quite knowledgeable, although he is a monster with malicious intentions, he was chosen from the great word "shemale", but even so, he is much more high-end than Ruhua.

"Tell me, what are you, a monster, a ghost?" Ye Xuecheng asked lazily while lying on the heart of Shenhuo.

Originally, Ye Xuecheng's strength hadn't reached the stage of transforming gods, so he couldn't transform his soul into the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Ye Xuecheng's Shinto practice has reached the peak of a middle-level pseudo-god, which is equivalent to the Dzogchen realm of the Nascent Soul Stage of Qi practitioners. In addition, his soul has merged with half of the source of divine sense of the ancestors of the Chen family. Due to various reasons, he succeeded A soul body with a size of six inches was condensed.

"I also just succeeded in condensing my consciousness, thanks to the few breaths of blood that you vomited out."

When Yaoyao was speaking, she subconsciously licked her lips with her small tongue, as if she still wanted to express herself. What was originally a very alluring action, but under her rough voice, turned into a torture to Ye Xuecheng's appreciation.

"Then how can you make a man's voice out of a woman's body?" Ye Xuecheng asked a question he was very curious about.

Hearing Ye Xuecheng's words, Yaoyao shook her head ignorantly, this was really not what she wanted, as if she didn't belong to her.

Ye Xuecheng also asked curiously, and then, in the conversation between Ye Xuecheng and her, he learned that Yaoyao turned out to be Bi Anhua who cultivated spiritual wisdom, and was born as an earth immortal with full strength. He wanted to take Ye Xuecheng away, but ended up in prison .

Yaoyao should belong to spirits, but now there is no way to let her go. Ye Xuecheng is not strong enough to subdue her, so he can only be suppressed in the space of consciousness. With three swords to suppress her, she can't make any troubles up.

Ye Xuecheng quickly calmed down and concentrated on recovering from his injuries. After suppressing Yaoyao, the flowers on the other side became much more normal, and he can heal his injuries with peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xuecheng opened his eyes from deep meditation, and finally filled all three golden pills in his dantian Qihai, consuming a whole 2000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones.

As Ye Xuecheng regained his vitality, under the nourishment of the vitality, his meridians were first repaired little by little, and then the vitality began to nourish his internal organs and restore internal injuries.

As for the trauma on his shoulder, his [Magic Artifact Combat Body] is not in vain. At this moment, Ye Xuecheng felt the shattered bones on his right shoulder glued together automatically, slowly recovering , if he is assisting in the restoration of vitality, I believe it will not take long before it will return to its original state.

(End of this chapter)