For those who have passed the first level of the trial, they have a great degree of freedom. They can choose to leave at any time, or they can step in at any time and try to open the door to the highest palace.
This time is half a year.
So after making an agreement with the captain, Xu Qing chose to return, waiting for the oil the captain said, while also adapting to his own drug prohibition.
As for the captain, because his body was sealed in the depths of the lake, what appeared in the gate was his soul that gathered consciousness, so he could not leave and could only stay here.
The captain didn't mind this at all. He stared at the Red Mother's totem and continued to bite it like a mad dog, enjoying himself.
Time passes like this day by day.
The war in the Moon Sacrifice Territory is becoming more and more fierce, and is going on in various places. The suppression of the Red Moon Temple is equally rapid, the war continues to burn, and the resistance is still strong.
The Fifth Grandma and the Eighth Grandpa have never returned since they disappeared. At the same time, the Crown Prince and Princess Mingmei have also gone out many times, and I don’t know what they are busy with.
As a result, the small medicine shop was less lively than before, but Wu Jianwu was still keen on reciting poems, Ning Yan still mopped the floor every day, and Li Yougui worked part-time as a guard.
Although Ancestor Youjing and Mogui noticed that the Crown Prince and others often went out, they did not dare to think of escaping and maintained the status quo.
As for Xu Qing, during these days, he also frequently left the drug store and searched for a place to test his drug prohibition in the Kusheng Mountains.
At this moment, his figure shuttled through the mountains at an astonishing speed. Even though he had a sun tied to his body and a trumpet-like hat on his head, he had long been accustomed to all this.
Now he is able to carry on as normal under this astonishing burden.
It was even faster than before, turning into an afterimage among the mountains, and a moment later, it appeared in a valley.
The rock walls of this valley are rugged and pitted, like honeycombs, with traces of erosion.
There is still an aura of poisonous ban all around, so all living people will instinctively feel the crisis of life and death when approaching, so they stay away from it.
This is where Xu Qing experiments with the purpose of his drug ban.
After arriving here, Xu Qing felt around and made sure it was okay. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
After burning the incense, as his eyes opened and closed, Xu Qing's eyes had turned pitch black, with no eyeballs or whites visible, everything was black.
Even if someone is here, after paying attention, they will feel as if they are facing an abyss.
Wherever he looked, corrosion appeared instantly, and the power of drug prohibition exploded. Even all directions began to distort, and the hazy meaning blurred everything.
This scene is very similar to the broken face of the sky god opening its eyes.
It's just that in terms of power, Xu Qing is much smaller here, but even so, it's still amazing.
It can be said that Xu Qing is growing every moment when he comes to the Moon Festival. If he returns to Fenghai County now, he will definitely shock all his former friends.
But this growth is not without cost.
At this moment, Xu Qing's expression gradually became complicated
This is not the first time he has looked at this place with drug prohibition, but every time he uses this magical power these days, waves will rise in his heart.
"When I was in contact with God, I used the sight of God to blow up the flames of my mother and brother!?
Xu Qing murmured in his heart. In his eyes, although the valley was still a valley, it was not made of rocks, but of countless skeletons, both human and alien.
The entire world is made of bones, and so is the ground.
Death is the only main theme here, and the gray wind in the distance is different in Xu Qing's eyes.
It was a big snake with an extremely huge body. It opened its big mouth at the end of the sky, and its breath was the source of this gray wind. Every time its body moved, scales would fall down and turn into fly ash, scattering on the earth.
Farther away, the world outside the desert was vaguely visible, and it was snowing.
Red blood fell like goose feathers, but unfortunately, ninety-nine percent of the monks could not see this scene.
"There are still remnants of the sky."
Xu Qing silently raised his head and stared at the looming face above the gray wind and red snow. He...opened his eyes.
The place you are looking at is not here.
"Different worlds are seen from different perspectives, which one is real?"
Xu Qing was silent. After a long time, he turned around and took out a sand scorpion for experiment.
The scorpion was a foot long. After Xu Qing took it out, it was trembling there, not daring to resist or struggle, as if to it, Xu Qing in front of it was a god.
In Xu Qing's eyes, the shape of the scorpion was different from the normal view. It was not a scorpion, but a dim light source, and its shape was even constantly changing, as if it was crawling.
In the end, the light source completely dimmed, turned into pitch black, and disappeared from Xu Qing's eyes.
If an outsider is here, they can see the scorpion... turned into blood.
After a long time, Xu Qing raised his hand and his eyes fell on his palm.
It's still the same palm.
Only on it are some dandelion-like velvets, densely covering it, trying to absorb its flesh and blood.
There are even some that have penetrated into the flesh and are spreading inwards.
It should obviously be painful, but Xu Qing didn't feel anything.
He knows what it is.
"heterogeneous……"
Xu Qing murmured, Xu Qing knew the heterogeneity of this world from the moment he was born, and he understood it even better after being exposed to spiritual practice.
It's just that many times, as one's cultivation improves and one gradually escapes from the mundane world, the pain caused by being different seems to have been unnoticed unknowingly.
And the alienation brought about by cultivation seems to be getting less and less.
But Xu Qing understands that this is caused by the different levels. In fact, the torture of ordinary people by heterogeneity still exists, such as the curse of the Moon Sacrifice Domain, which is one of them.
He knew very well that just because his own shadow could swallow the alien, he could not think that the alien was not scary.
Now, he felt strange again.
This world is full of heterogeneity.
"Heterogeneous, it's alive..."
Xu Qing's mind was filled with waves, and he felt the world again.
"The giant snake in the sky is the transformation of the god who made the deal with the captain, including this wind."
"The red snow in the sky is the strangeness of the red mother."
"The velvet on the palms is the foreign matter floating here, and its origin is unknown."
"If you think about other places, there will be more heterogeneities, and the types are the same. As long as the gods have walked or seen, heterogeneity will be formed."
Heterogeneous, not one kind.
"My drug prohibition is actually a kind of heterogeneity in essence."
"So, the previous drug ban was harmful to all creatures and races, but now I see it more clearly...it is invading everything."
A dark light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and the velvet on his hands suddenly trembled, all turned into pitch black, and then fell off, revealing Xu Qing's skin.
On the skin, a black grimace can be seen, covering the original location of the hair.
Evil, cold, death, and unknown are all the scent of this ghost face.
This is the drug prohibition in the eyes of the gods.
It can be one grimace, or countless grimaces, and each one is different and can grow on its own under Xu Qing's gaze.
For all beings inferior to it, this... is a curse.
Xu Qing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again after a moment, he looked at his own shadow.
The shadow trembled, revealing the flattering mood swings.
Xu Qing's expression was a little strange. This was not the first time he looked at the shadow with his poisonous eyes, but every time...it was different.
He remembered that the first time he saw it a few days ago, the shadow was a tree, then the second time he saw it, it was a coffin, and the third time it was eyes.
Looking at it now, it has changed again and turned into a back figure.
This silhouette is extremely tall and majestic, giving people a feeling of an explosion of power, and at the same time it also carries some violence and domineering, with a rainbow-like momentum.
But the next moment, it changed again.
It turned into a ball of ink and flowed around Xu Qing.
After a while, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze.
"So, what does the heterogeneity of the residual face look like?"
Xu Qing suddenly had an impulse. He wanted to feel the strangeness of the residual face.
But he also had a hunch that this was dangerous.
Xu Qing thought for a moment, but suppressed his curiosity. There are too many strange things in this world, and strong curiosity often brings great terror.
"You want to know the strangeness of the remaining face of the god?"
Just when Xu Qing gave up, the Crown Prince's voice suddenly appeared, and his figure floated silently in mid-air, looking at Xu Qing.
Princess Mingmei is also here.
"I've met these two seniors." Xu Qing immediately clasped his fists and bowed.
Princess Mingmei nodded, looked at Xu Qing, and spoke calmly.
"If you want to see it, just take a look. This way you will also know what you will face in the future."
When she said these words, Princess Mingmei's eyes were profound.
Xu Qing's eyes flashed when he heard this. After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate anymore. With a sway of his body, he rose directly from the valley and rushed into the sky.
He galloped all the way, kept flying up, and kept rising, until he flew out of the range of the big snake and out of the aftermath of the red snow. The moment he was at the highest altitude, he finally felt the strangeness of the remaining face.
"Om Abira, Duotagaduoye, Gazare, Duodiye..."
A murmuring voice appeared in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness.
It is not heard, but seen, which is contrary to common sense.
But Xu Qing was like this at this moment. He didn't know why it was like this, but he was extremely sure that the sound did not come from his ears. It was indeed seen by his own eyes.
So it comes to mind.
At first, this complex, mantra-like sound was only very slight, but gradually it became louder and louder, and finally set off a roar, violently roaring in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness, repeating and echoing continuously.
Xu Qing's body trembled, and there was an overlapping effect. His soul was even more separated and seemed to be torn apart. His body and the surrounding nothingness were merging together and blurring.
The crisis of life and death flooded Xu Qing's perception. He sank suddenly, and a large number of strange changes occurred all over his body at this moment. He clearly felt that all his organs began to activate, and he felt that his past appeared around him.
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Those past memories seem to be coming out of illusory scenes and becoming reality.
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I haven't been in a good state all day and my writing is slow.
After taking the medicine, I feel a little clearer now. I am going to continue writing and try to write the next chapter. I will update it after I finish it.
This chapter has been completed!