The indescribable Taoist Lord

After losing the hosta, Li Qingluo was startled and her expression sobered for a moment.

Looking at the disgusting things in front of her, fear overwhelmed her little by little. The chaotic murmurs in her mind that made her ache and retching, and the strange itching sensation in her body drove her crazy.

what? !

She didn't dare to hesitate, picked up the hosta and ran out of Beiyin Mountain.

Where are the gentlemen? Why does this kind of evil thing appear in Tahaotian?

She didn't have time to think about it, so she had no choice but to use her luck to raise the spiritual energy.

The fleshy beard seemed to have its own consciousness. It hung down regretfully for a moment, then straightened up again as if thinking. A twisted and invisible black energy spewed out from the sharp teeth, and it chased after him, then disappeared again.

Run, run quickly, run as far as possible.

Li Qingluo breathed heavily in her excitement, feeling the huge danger looming behind her.

But in her mind, it was like an indescribable existence stretched out its fingers and stirred in the sea of ​​consciousness, making her thinking hazy and even intermittent.

She had no choice but to run down the mountain on instinct.

Should we go find Mu Yang and the others...

No, no!

Li Qingluo thought hard about the problem and tried her best not to drag the two people into danger.

She flew forward, but the more she looked, the more frightened she became.

Is this still Tahotian?

Why did Chang'an School's Tianwaitian look like this?

The normally graceful and peaceful scenery has now turned into ferocious claws, twisting tentacles, and tumors bleeding with pus and blood. Even the feet look like moldy, smelly meat with restless down.

The tentacles in the trees screamed, almost tripping her and swallowing her.

Li Qingluo did not hesitate and hid in the deep forest.

The black energy circled around, as if it had lost its target, and it seemed like it was playing with a cat and a mouse, slowly looking for human traces and chasing after it. It split apart again in an insignificant way and headed towards the other side of the foot of the shady mountain...

He Muyang suddenly shuddered.

This is very strange. He is almost a Guiyuan Realm monk. If his Taoism hadn't been polished to the highest level, he would have already broken through at this moment and would not have suffered the cold spring.

"Muyang, what's wrong with you?" Xu Dong asked ignorantly.

"Oh, nothing." He Muyang forced a smile, savoring the strange feeling in his heart.

Li Qingluo was not as calm as the two of them.

The scene in front of her kept pouring into her mind, making her chest feel heavy and the tingling on her body getting worse. She turned her head and looked behind her, but there was nothing, so she scratched her forearm while running away.

Red marks were scratched on her jade arms that could be broken by bullets. Her eyes turned red and she continued to scratch without sparing any effort. The strength of Brother Daoji pulled out all the flesh and skin, and pulled out worms that were twisting and screaming. .

She didn't seem to feel the pain, but her silver teeth subconsciously caused blood to bite.

Li Qingluo ignored her restraint and spat out, releasing a fishy stench.

In such a Taohao sky, there was nowhere to go, but the mentality of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages forced her to push aside these disgusting tentacles and claws and head towards the fourteenth peak.

There must be a night watchman in the courtyard, right?

Zhang Qinghe studied the exercises for most of the night and rubbed his temples.

He straightened out the clues of his own practice so that his future path would not be a mess.

It is certain that the scriptures of past lives have some kind of power, but one needs some kind of opportunity to understand them.

Not long ago, he was trying to recite the Taoist classics silently with only three melons and two dates left in his mind. After all, he was just an ordinary liberal arts college student in his previous life, and it was a fluke that he could remember one or two sentences.

But there was no response.

The "Xiaoyaoyou" he has understood so far is also gifted by an unknown ancestor. The inexplicable heavenly sound of the great road gave him the method to resist erosion and hide himself in the process of diving deep into the depths of the world to practice. .

As for the method of absorbing spiritual energy to circulate around the sky...

What's that? The Tao fetus is innately equipped with hundreds of meridians, and the spiritual energy is in tune with it. Once you start to practice, even if you don't use the method, there will be spiritual energy flowing in.

But the ability of "Xiaoyaoyou" has its upper limit, and it must rely on the power of the soul. Otherwise, as the cultivation level becomes stronger and the characters of strange things are deepened, the chaos and infection they unconsciously exude will be enough for him to drink a pot. .

Just like the Kun fish, before it breaks free from the barriers of the North Sea, it is just a giant creature that lives by the water and cannot be considered at ease.

This involves the "Small Technique of Constellation Nurturing Weapons", which not only has the ability to attract stars to strengthen the soul, but also indirectly increases combat power. Although it is lacking in tempering the body, it is not satisfactory.

After all, he is contrary to the usual so-called evil cultivators - he is a true cultivator who treads both paths of "good and evil", and is fundamentally different from the cultivators in this world.

As for the "Flowing Cloud Escape Method", it is suitable for use at the moment.

Several skills seem to be complicated and loose, but they actually become a three-point system.

Zhang Qinghe started the "Xingxu Nurturing Vessel", and his mind sank into the inner lake and silently recited two Taoist canons, one foot, ten feet, one hundred feet, one thousand feet...

Zhang Qinghe's Daoji is like a clear jade platform, hovering above the heart lake, drawing out traces of spiritual energy from the heart lake, and then spreading around the body.

The Heart Lake is indeed a window for monks in the Zhongtian world to communicate between the spiritual world and the human world.

Different from the "Tianzun Su Miao Explanation of Taoism and Divine Induction Chapter", the characteristics of "Xingxiu Nurturing Vessel" determine that even if Zhang Qinghe is a Taoist fetus, there will be no purple energy coming from the east or fairy ghosts in the past. .

However, Zhang Qinghe almost burst into tears during his spiritual vision.

He relied on the combination of two Taoist canons and "Xingxiang Nurturing Vessel" to create a pure land within a ten-foot radius of the Taihao sky where fingers, tentacles and flesh were bonded.

Although there is no image of a sleeping unicorn or a god, it is indeed a field filled with fresh air and a faint light.

"This is called cultivation." Zhang Qinghe sighed.

He was relieved and finally believed that this method was feasible.

As she approached the Fourteenth Peak, Li Qingluo immediately changed her target and raised her head slightly.

"On the Limei Peak... what is that?"

In the sinister and terrifying Taihao sky, the peaceful and holy gleam in the courtyard on the mountainside of Lifefeng Peak was like a bright light.

The black energy behind him originally followed leisurely, but as if it also felt the pure land, it immediately became manic and anxious, trying to drill into Li Qingluo.

Li Qingluo seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, touched her arms, took out a magic treasure bag, and gave a weak and hoarse drink.

——"Edict!"

Then it turned into a rainbow light and went up to the peak, followed closely by the black energy.

There really is a courtyard on the mountainside, and the vast and bright breath comes from it.

Li Qingluo stumbled and pushed open the door. She saw the faceless student from the morning class sitting cross-legged under a peach tree, but there was a red mark between her wandering eyebrows, which added a bit of color. Inexplicable oppression.

The peach trees are no longer twisted and distorted. A light-colored peach blossom is in bloom. A few petals fall with the breeze and fall on the shoulders of the students in Tsing Yi.

But compared to the weird monsters around it, the inside of the courtyard looks even more bizarre, like an ink painting.

Li Qingluo ignored Zhang Qinghe's frightened expression when he opened his eyes and said hoarsely

--"help me!!!"

Second update today!

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