Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 198 Drifter

Just when Ye Xiaochuan was about to die in the cave at the bottom of the river, a chill suddenly swept through his body from his chest. He vaguely saw a black light flashing in front of him, which seemed to come from the crescent moon he wore around his neck. The shape of ancient jade exudes.

Gu Yu shot on the thick tentacles that were entangled, and the harsh and sharp roar of pain sounded again, but this time, Ye Xiaochuan felt the endless fear and panic in the roar.

Taking advantage of the coolness, Ye Xiaochuan tried his best to keep his mind, opened his eyes and looked, and saw that it was indeed the black ancient jade on his chest, piercing into the thick tentacles. The arrogant black tentacles were moving rapidly. Wither away.

As the tentacles withered, the surrounding black light became brighter and brighter!

Ye Xiaochuan had heard a very absurd story, saying that the first ray of light in the world came from darkness. He thought it was nonsense before, but now he suddenly didn't think so anymore.

The black tentacles were withering, and the huge Sea Bodhi seemed to be infected and withered rapidly, as if that inconspicuous ancient jade had swallowed up all the essence, blood and life of Sea Bodhi in an instant.

The screams stopped and the water flow stabilized. Ye Xiaochuan saw that the entire huge sea bodhi tree had completely disappeared, but countless ghosts emerged from the dark sea water.

These Yin spirits should be the ghosts of the humans that Haibodhi has devoured for countless years. Unexpectedly, their flesh and blood have been used as fertilizer, and their souls have been imprisoned in HaiBodhi for so many years. There are no one knows how many densely packed Yin spirits there are. .

Ye Xiaochuan looked at the endless Yin Spirit and shouted in his heart: "My life is at stake!"

He knew that these Yin spirits had no spiritual consciousness at all and would not be grateful to him because he had liberated them from the Sea Bodhi. What these Yin spirits wanted most at the moment was to take away their bodies.

Unexpectedly, those Yin spirits did not come close to him. Instead, they hid far away, as if they were afraid of something.

Ye Xiaochuan could no longer hold on at this moment. He closed his eyes and passed out. Strings of bubbles began to snort from his mouth. He also floated out from the cave entrance and was taken away by an undercurrent. .

No Yin spirit dared to chase Ye Xiaochuan, because the black light of the Jue of Immortality hanging on Ye Xiaochuan's chest was still shining.

The Jue of Changsheng (since palm reading does not show the word "Jue" next to the word "王", henceforth the name "Jue" will be used uniformly) is a rare treasure from the ghost realm, one of the most sinister magic weapons in the world. I don’t know how many Yin spirits this thing has swallowed. Even Hai Bodhi was completely swallowed up by it in an instant. It’s just a Yin spirit, what’s the point?

The black light of Chang Sheng Jue has been firmly guarding its master, protecting his last trace of life.

The river has returned to calm, with only seven or eight sampans trying in vain to salvage the bodies that floated up from the bottom of the water.

Bailiyuan always hoped that Ye Xiaochuan would emerge from the bottom of the water next moment, but after waiting for a long time, Ye Xiaochuan never showed up.

Cultivators also need to breathe, but their breath is much longer than that of ordinary people, but they still need to breathe fresh air after all.

After burning the incense, Baili Yuan didn't dare to wait any longer, plunged into the river, and quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

When Baili Yuan appeared at the entrance of the cave at the bottom of the river, he saw countless unowned ghosts floating under the water, and Ye Xiaochuan was nowhere to be seen.

She was so anxious that she saw a piece of rag floating towards her. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it. She knew that the piece of rag was a corner of Ye Xiaochuan's clothes.

Then, she found the Qiankun bag hanging on Ye Xiaochuan's body.

"He's dead? How is that possible?"

Baili Yuan was like a madman, and the dragon tooth dagger killed countless Yin spirits who were approaching. When he saw the corpse, he swam over, trying to find Ye Xiaochuan.

However, no matter how much she searched the bottom of the river, she only found a dozen mutilated corpses that had fallen into the water and drowned.

"What to do? What to do? Ye Xiaochuan, Ye Xiaochuan..."

Baili Yuan couldn't hold back her breath any longer, so she had to return to the river and kept shouting Ye Xiaochuan's name on the river.

It was already dark, and there was not even a boat on the river. She was as lonely as a child.

Ye Xiaochuan, where is he?

Perhaps he was lucky. He was swept away by an undercurrent at the bottom of the river. He floated all the way down the Yangtze River and floated dozens of miles away. He lay on a huge nanmu and continued down the river.

He had woken up and nothing happened. Haibodhi's poison also disappeared inexplicably when he woke up. When he woke up, he had an ancient jade hanging around his neck, a Liuhe mirror in his left hand, a bladeless sword in his right hand, and his whole body was red. There is no fig leaf at all.

As for how he woke up, it was a bit bizarre.

When he was in coma, he was floating in the river like a corpse. There was a bang in his head and severe pain. When he woke up, he found a small bag on his head and a three-foot-long and three-foot-thick nanmu next to him. If If he was right, he probably hit his head on Nanmu.

He didn't know how long he had been floating in the Yangtze River. He wanted to go ashore to find Baili Kite, but when he emerged from the water, he found that he was naked.

The fifteen-year-old boy has a strong self-esteem. The last time he was beaten by Yun Qiyou for wetting the bed, it has become the biggest joke of Cangyun Sect. Now if someone sees him naked, then he will have nothing but suicide. There's still a way to go.

He could see clearly, so he lay down on the nanmu and went straight down the river, regardless of whether it was east, west, north or south.

Not only was he not disappointed, but he was secretly happy. Baili Yuan said that this piece of nanmu was worth at least five thousand taels of silver. Doesn't this mean that surviving a catastrophe will lead to good fortune in the future?

Floating near a flower boat, Ye Xiaochuan asked if there were any clothes to lend him. Several lovely young ladies left a few cakes. As for clothes, a young lady took off her bright red bellyband and threw them down.

Looking at the pair of snow-white rabbits exposed in front of the young lady, Ye Xiaochuan blushed and hurriedly drove the nanmu away.

He made a simple small bag with the bellyband, carried the Wufeng Sword and Liuhe Mirror on his back, and then lay on the nanmu to sleep.

This drift lasted for several days. It was hundreds of miles away from the reef where the accident happened. After passing the Sandao Gorge, the river was very wide, a full thousand feet. It was really difficult for him to meet a ship that happened to pass by.

Later, Ye Xiaochuan also thought about it. He had valuable nanmu in his hands. When he arrived in Jinling or other big cities, he would drag the nanmu ashore in the middle of the night. No one would see his naked body, right? When he got to the shore, he couldn’t steal some clothes with his own means without anyone noticing?

It's not that he hadn't thought about sneaking onto a boat in the middle of the night to steal clothes, but he was mainly worried that the driftwood would drift away. The river was vast, and once they were separated, how could they ever meet again?

For the sake of huge wealth, he endured it!

Anyway, he was a cultivator, and he wouldn't starve to death for a while, so he just let himself drift freely.