Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to meet the legendary Penglai turtle, and what's more, he didn't expect that he would still stay on its back!
The Penglai chelonian turtle lifted its huge head like a mountain peak and stretched it above the clouds. In its eyes, the human monks on it were probably the same as those fish, shrimps and sea beasts in the sea, and it didn't pay attention at all.
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Other people's exclamations were heard in the distance. Liu Qinghuan could no longer care about others. He just wanted to fly out of the turtle's back as quickly as possible. As long as such a giant beast moved, he might die.
However, this turtle is so huge that you can't even see the edge of its shell!
He was anxious in his heart, and a strong sense of foreboding weighed heavily on his heart. He summoned the little hoofed horned beast, but found that when the little hoofed horned beast came out of the spirit beast bag, it could hardly fly stably, and its whole body was shaking like chaff.
Her head was stuck in his arms and she refused to lift it up.
The breath of divine beasts has a natural and powerful suppression on other beasts. Even as a human cultivator, he felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, making him breathless.
Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to take the little hoofed horned beast back. He was seriously injured now and was only suppressed temporarily with pills. He didn't have much spiritual power at his disposal, so he couldn't reach his usual speed at all.
"Junior Brother Liu!" Yang Yunqiao caught up from behind, his clothes were torn in many places, and the bun on his head was a little messy: "Junior Brother Liu, what should we do? What is this giant turtle? Should we ask the teacher for help?
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A series of questions popped out of his mouth, showing that the fear and anxiety in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Liu Qinghuan told him his guess, and said with a wry smile: "Our luck is so good, now we can only hope to fly out of this turtle's back quickly. As for asking for help from the master, we are thousands of miles away.
When they arrive, they will probably only be able to collect the bodies for us..."
Yang Yunqiao managed to calm down, and the two of them had no intention of talking at this time, and both quickly flew forward.
Just the more he flew, the more shocked and fearful Liu Qinghuan felt. No wonder the legendary Penglai chelicera turtle has the ability to carry fairy mountains on its back. Its seemingly endless size alone is enough.
"Ah, it moved!" Yang Yunqiao suddenly screamed.
Liu Qinghuan looked down and saw that the rocks on the back of the giant turtle below were shaking, and the sea water accumulated in the depressions was flowing out.
Liu Qinghuan's heart condensed: "Let's fly to the sky."
They seemed to have no time to fly out, so they could only fly higher to see if they could escape.
But Liu Qinghuan thought too simply. At this time, the wind suddenly rose, and large swaths of dark clouds rolled up and down. Looking below, the canopy turtle seemed to be sinking.
At the same time, Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt that there was fog around him. The fog was completely different from the ordinary fog. It was as if he could see particles floating in the air completely motionless. Moreover, this fog had an inexplicable suction force, which made him no matter what.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could no longer fly upward, and he was soon pressed back onto the turtle's back!
"What's going on? What are these fogs?" Yang Yunqiao was horrified and tried hard to go up, but was also pushed back.
Liu Qinghuan was distraught. All this was completely beyond what they could handle, and they could only helplessly hug an upright stone pillar next to them.
The Penglai turtles sank very quickly, but fortunately it was not bumpy, otherwise they would not be able to hold on to the stone pillars.
"Senior Brother Yang, if the Penglai chelicera turtle sinks into the sea later, there will definitely be a tsunami-like impact from the sea water. We have to secure ourselves!" Liu Qinghuan shouted, grabbing the slender and slippery water plants around him and pulling them
He tied himself firmly to the stone pillar.
Yang Yunqiao quickly followed the instructions: "Junior Brother Liu, I have a water-avoiding pill here, do you want it?"
Liu Qinghuan shook his head. He took out the cold water droplet Yun Zheng had given him a long time ago from his storage bag and put it into his mouth. The cold water droplet not only insulated him from heat, but also allowed him to keep breathing in the water and prevent him from drowning.
Then the two of them stared at each other, unable to do anything anymore. Compared with the Penglai Chelag Turtle, their strength in the foundation-building stage was as huge as the gap between mortals and monks.
Feeling the vibrations coming from the giant turtle's body, Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky where the fog was getting thicker and thicker. The entire sky was like a huge whirlpool, leaving only black.
Yang Yunqiao looked ahead with dull eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. Liu Qinghuan was not in the mood to talk, so the two of them could only sit here quietly and wait for death.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes looking at the sky showed despair and reluctance.
He is so attached to this world, he has friends, best friends, and now he also has a loving master. He likes to practice, he wants to live forever, and he wants to attain the Tao.
He has so much joy and harvest in this world, but also has so many regrets and unfinished things. The path of spiritual practice has just begun, his friends have not been seen for a long time, and the master is still waiting for him to return in the sect.
Time seemed to stop at this moment. After a long time, he heard Yang Yunqiao murmuring: "If I had known today, what avenue would I pursue and let down Junior Sister Xie's affection..."
Affectionate? A figure of a woman appeared in Liu Qinghuan's heart who seemed gentle but was actually distant.
That woman was obviously the most enthusiastic Single Fire Spiritual Root, but her temperament was as cold as ice. She didn't even want to say goodbye to him back then. It took him a long time to think about it before he understood: The other party was hinting that he just wanted to focus on cultivation.
I don't want to involve the relationship between men and women.
And he himself was not like that? So he suppressed those unspeakable feelings in his heart, thinking that he had forgotten them, but at this moment they suddenly came to mind.
The turbulent wave came from a distance, with the wave peaks dozens of feet high carrying a suffocating and terrifying pressure. Liu Qinghuan's unwillingness reached its peak at this moment. He hugged the stone pillar tightly, with an almost stern look in his eyes.
Outburst of anger!
He doesn't want to die!
The strong salty smell of sea water hit his face, and the cold water droplets splashed on his face, causing him to tremble slightly. The next moment, Liu Qinghuan's eyes went dark!
However, he did not feel the impact of the huge waves, but felt as if he was thrown into a bag and squeezed desperately by countless hands!
He wanted to open his eyes, only to realize that his eyes were open, but because there was darkness in front of him, so dark that he thought he was blind.
Yang Yunqiao's exclamations seemed to come from a very far away place, and the increasingly intense squeezing feeling almost burst his internal organs, and unbearable pain erupted.
But this feeling only existed for a moment! There was a sudden light on his body, and colorful lights appeared in front of his eyes. Countless flowing light strips were flying above his head, and a layer of transparent black mist isolated these light strips.
Liu Qinghuan was so surprised that she forgot about the pain in her body. She clutched the slippery water plants tightly in her hands, and her eyes were fascinated by the dreamlike colors outside.