After passing the long corridor, he was slightly surprised by the last stone hall.
There are gravels scattered everywhere in the hall, and there is a big pit in the middle. Water is pouring out, but the water only flows in the pit and does not spill out. It can be seen from the shape of the broken stones that this hall was originally supposed to be
It was a pool, but the people who came in front of it, probably because they were looking for something, roughly blasted the entire pool to pieces, leaving this place in a mess.
I wonder if he is like me. He went through a lot of hardships to get here, but couldn't find any bullshit opportunity. So he became so angry that he overturned the pool to vent his anger. Liu Qinghuan thought with pleasure, he even suspected that this maze actually existed
Many people had visited it, otherwise the entire maze would not be so clean, with not even a bit of usable dregs left. Unfortunately, there was nothing else here for him to vent his anger, so he had to sigh helplessly. It seemed that this trip was destined.
I'm going to leave empty-handed. Forget it, it's better to arrive at Haoyuan City early.
He turned around and was about to go out, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a flash of green among the gravel.
Liu Qinghuan paused, walked to the corner of the wall and moved away the gravel, and saw a branch-like stick sticking out from the sapphire brick.
The surface of the wooden stick is smooth green. It has no branches or leaves. It only sticks out slightly from the ground. You really can't tell what it is. If you say it is grass, it looks too weird. It doesn't even have any leaves.
The figure is too thin to be called a tree, but it is similar to a small wooden stick that happened to be inserted in the cracks of bricks on the roadside. However, it has a vague vitality and does not look like a dead thing. And he is so wandering around the maze.
After a long time, all I saw was water except rocks. This was the first time I saw vegetation, and I couldn't help but be very curious.
Using his fingers like a knife, he carefully cut through the two-inch-thick jade bricks around the stick, and then peeled away the soil underneath. He saw that the stick had densely packed tiny roots, but it did not send the roots out like other plants.
They stretch out in all directions, but are tightly intertwined like a tangled mess.
This was very interesting. He reached over and wanted to pick it up and take a closer look.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Sooner or later, the wooden stick dragged its roots and suddenly rushed towards Liu Qinghuan at lightning speed. Liu Qinghuan, who was already leaning down very close to it, was so frightened that he leaned back and stretched out his hand to block it.
, but only caught a trace of cyan afterimage.
But in the blink of an eye, the wooden stick had disappeared into his body.
Liu Qinghuan felt a chill in his dantian, and the next moment, a devastating pain came from his dantian. He let out a miserable howl, fell to the ground with a "plop", and fell unconscious.
At this time, a strange and bizarre scene was taking place in Liu Qinghuan's dantian.
In the center of the sea-like dantian, there is a small island-like mountain, which is the appearance of Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots. All spiritual power circulates around this mountain of spiritual roots. Liu Qinghuan is wood, water, and earth.
Of the three lines of spiritual roots, wood spiritual roots are the main ones, so most of the spiritual root mountains are blue. The yellow color representing the earth spiritual roots is at the lower part of the mountain, supporting the green mountains like the earth, and the blue color representing the water spiritual roots is at the bottom.
, surrounding it like blue sea water.
At this time, an uninvited guest came to this mountain.
After the wooden stick entered Liu Qinghuan's Dantian, it fell directly to the top of the mountain. It spread out its roots comfortably and swayed gently. Then, those roots sprang out like snakes and followed the green mountain.
It winds and soon covers the mountain wall in dense circles.
The green mountain swayed slightly as if it was being strangled and suffocated, but it didn't help. The roots could only be allowed to spread until they penetrated into the yellow soil and reached into the blue sea water.
Soon, the roots entangled the entire spiritual root so tightly that the mountain of spiritual roots could no longer maintain its appearance. The illusion disappeared and returned to a green bamboo-like stick covered with roots.
If Liu Qinghuan were sober, he would definitely find that his spiritual root is very similar to that wooden stick!
Mu Guan'er seemed extremely satisfied when he saw Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots restored to their original appearance. The roots were like tentacles and patted the trembling spiritual roots, as if whispering comfort.
After the spiritual root calmed down, it turned into a phantom and slowly melted into Liu Qinghuan's spiritual root body. At this time, the comatose Liu Qinghuan's whole body was shaking like chaff, the expression on his face was painful and ferocious, and his veins were like a horned dragon.
The roots stand tall.
When the wooden stick was completely dissolved, all the roots that were originally wrapped around the outside were retracted into the root body, and everything returned to the original state, as if nothing had happened.
After a while, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes from the coma. He lay on the ground and was confused for a moment. The next second, he recalled the scene before coma, and couldn't help but touch his waist and abdomen in panic.
It's fine there, with no holes, no missing pieces of flesh, and no other strange sensations in other parts of the body.
Close his eyes and look inside his dantian. The blue ocean of spiritual power is filled with sparkling microwaves, and the mountain of spiritual roots in the center is no different. Liu Qinghuan’s spiritual consciousness goes up to the sky and into the sea, searching every corner of the dantian, but there is no trace of it.
Looking for the figure of the wooden stick.
"It's impossible, it's impossible that there are no abnormalities!" Liu Qinghuan murmured to himself, feeling extremely annoyed. He searched again and again, but still found nothing.
"What is going on here? What is that wooden stick?" He anxiously lowered his consciousness to the mountain of spiritual roots and stood on a high place to look at the entire Dantian.
The Dantian is the birthplace of a cultivator. If foreign objects invade, it is like hanging one's life on the waistband. If there is anything wrong, it may be the end of the body and the Tao. Now he clearly knows that there is a stick with no roots.
My son has invaded, but I can't find him. How can I not be anxious?
But I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the sea of spiritual power seemed to be particularly joyful at this time. From time to time, a bunch of spiritual power would jump out of the spiritual sea with joy, pull out a spiritual flower on the sea, and then jump back into the sea.
.Especially the Spiritual Root Mountain where he is located. The whole mountain is surrounded by spiritual energy. Countless clouds transformed by spiritual power are floating in the mountain. After a while, it turns into a spiritual rain and falls. The scenery is so beautiful that it is also a fairy mountain overseas.
But that's all.
After quietly feeling it for a while, Liu Qinghuan's mind gradually calmed down. Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. No matter what the purpose of the stick is or where it is, there is no choice but to have soldiers come to block the water and flood the soil.
After gathering his thoughts, he came out of the stone hall and returned to the bluestone maze outside. He had been too frightened today, and now he just wanted to leave this weird maze quickly.
An hour later, the passage vibrated. Liu Qinghuan followed the current and soon discovered that this was not the backflow of the lake. He actually fell into a coma for a day and a night! Worry once again came to his mind: What happened during this day and night?
The passage we passed through had never been visited before. Calculating this way, it would take two hours for the lake to reach the previous stone hall. It can be seen that the place we want to go this time is further away from the big lake.
After a stick of incense, the water flow suddenly accelerated. Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard and fell out. He felt a faint light leaking from above his head. He glanced around, and before he could take a closer look, a fiery red figure emerged from above his head like a cannonball.
It rushed toward him, its big mouth full of sharp teeth opening and closing violently, completely covering the body behind it.
Liu Qinghuan was aroused and raised his hand to fire several wooden thorns. The wooden thorns left a white mark in the water and stabbed at the opponent. What surprised Liu Qinghuan was that he only heard a few "click" sounds and the fish's mouth opened and closed several times. Among them
A wooden thorn was cracked into several pieces. It refused to give up, chasing other wooden thorns and biting hard, with such an aura that it would break your body into pieces, which made people feel cold.
I actually encountered a dragon-scaled fish! Could this be the Tianyuan River?
Liu Qinghuan had taken this opportunity to put on the purple cloud hood and stepped aside. After the fish bit the wooden thorn, he could not be found. He was so angry that he chewed the fish's mouth loudly, then turned back to chase the broken wooden thorn.
It made a lot of noise, attracting several dragon-scale fishes, all chasing the wooden thorns and biting them until the wooden thorns turned into a pile of broken wood slag and scattered in the water. Later Ichigo saw
There was nothing left to bite, so he stupidly bit the tail of the fish in front of him. The bitten fish was so painful that he turned around and took another bite. The two fishes charged toward each other fiercely with bulging eyes, and for a moment, fish scales flew everywhere.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Liu Qinghuan hid behind the rocks at the bottom of the water, watching dumbfoundedly as more fish joined in the battle. These fish were so terrifying, they were simply a group of crazy fish.