In the clouds, the Wutong boat suddenly shook. Chu Xue held Jiang Xiaoyu's back, "What's wrong?"
At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu's face was almost covered with sweat, and Chu Xue could clearly feel the trembling of his body from his back.
"What's wrong?" Pu Shan also immediately came forward. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu fell down.
The Wutong boat lost control in an instant and flew down like fallen leaves.
Pu Shan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and the golden cassock unfolded immediately.
"First find a place to find out what happened to him!" As soon as Pu Shan finished speaking, the golden cassock fell like a meteor.
After finding a big tree that could fit in, Pu Shan waved his hand to summon a transparent barrier. Chu Xue quickly found a robe from the storage space and placed it on the ground.
After carefully placing Jiang Xiaoyu's body on it, Chuxue pressed her forehead between Jiang Xiaoyu's eyebrows and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Pu Shan asked.
Chuxue felt it carefully for a while, then raised her head slightly, "It's the same situation as last time again!"
"Last time?"
Chuxue took a deep breath and recounted the situation when she met Jiang Xiaoyu when she went to Sixiang Sect some time ago.
At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu was already in a dream.
He looked up at the sky and into the distance. The world here looked extremely familiar.
"It's like the dream last time!"
Jiang Xiaoyu was surprised to find that the place he was in now was exactly the same as the place he had dreamed about in the Four Symbols Sect last time.
It's just that last time he felt that his body was in the air, but this time, he had fallen to the ground.
Looking back, he still couldn't see his body shape, but subconsciously, he felt that his body was very wide, big, and seemed to contain endless energy.
Walking in this strange world in a dream, Jiang Xiaoyu always felt that it looked very peaceful, but behind the scenes, it seemed to be full of danger.
He punched his empty body hard, hoping to use pain to get himself out of here.
However, his fist failed, as if his body really didn't exist at all.
There are mountains rising one after another in front of him. The mountains are very high. Even though he feels that he is extremely tall now, he still cannot see the other side of the mountains.
Suddenly, a breath that frightened him appeared on the other side of the mountain.
This kind of smell made Jiang Xiaoyu so sick that he almost fainted.
Feeling the breath getting closer, he retreated reflexively.
His retreating steps crushed the grass and trees, and cut off the river. He suddenly turned around, and retreating turned into running.
The sound of footsteps on the ground is like the rapid beating of drums.
The sound of the drum was like beating on his heart, vibrating and trembling, making his running steps become extremely messy.
Suddenly, a storm vortex flew straight from the mountains behind. Jiang Xiaoyu's body immediately changed direction subconsciously, and his rolling body directly knocked down three or five towering peaks.
Looking back, he saw that on his original escape route, a pit the size of a lake appeared out of thin air. In the pit, a spear more than ten feet long was spinning rapidly in place, wrapped in a storm.
He couldn't help but gasp. If this spear fell on his body, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"wrong!"
Jiang Xiaoyu looked up, and suddenly he felt the same aura coming from behind the mountain.
In the clean sky, three spears carrying storms seemed to have cut three shocking holes in the space.
The speed of the three breaths was so fast that it was impossible to avoid them.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't know what was going on. He only felt a powerful force flowing through his body.
That force directly formed a huge tornado around him, and his body was in the eye of the wind.
The dark tornado turned into an airtight barrier. After competing with the three spears for a long time, the storm gradually subsided, and the momentum of the three spears finally dissipated.
The spear fell to the ground, as cold as a snake.
Behind the mountains, it seemed like a statue of gods and demons was rising slowly.
When he saw that man's appearance, Jiang Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded.
I saw that he had four legs and a body like a tiger. On his chest, his four arms were pulling two pairs of crossbows that looked like mountains.
When he saw the man's appearance, Jiang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps back.
On his shoulders, there are eight heads like dragons and snakes, and each head has a different human face.
Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a description of this kind of existence in a secret book that recorded ancient myths.
The witch ancestor of the wind, Tian Wu!
There were ten witches in ancient times, and they were all standing at the top.
"Why did he appear in my dream?"
"No! This is not my dream, this is the memory of the white tiger!" Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that it was Feng Wu Tianwu who sealed the white tiger.
The last time, the memory of Qinglong being sealed had made Jiang Xiaoyu miserable. Now, if he goes through the process of White Tiger being sealed again, his soul will most likely be permanently traumatized.
Tian Wu didn't speak at all, but his eight heads suddenly began to struggle violently.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the eight heads were divided.
Then, under the head, there is a tiger body with four arms and four legs.
Eight body shapes, located in eight directions, Jiang Xiaoyu's body was directly blocked.
A violent storm suddenly appeared on the sixteen spears.
The sound of the storm was like the roar of the earth, making Jiang Xiaoyu almost lose his hearing.
The sixteenth spear left the string, and Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Outside the dream, Chu Xue looked at Jiang Xiaoyu whose life breath was rapidly passing away, and her eyes suddenly became solemn.
Pu Shanze kept pressing his hands on Jiang Xiaoyu's temples, constantly sending spiritual power into his body.
"Senior, let me try."
"You still want to do what you did last time. Do you know that if you want to break the four spirits' dream, the damage to your body will be almost permanent."
Chuxue sighed, "But I don't want to watch him suffer all the time."
Saying that, Chuxue recited the magic formula.
The spiritual needle that was deeply rooted in her consciousness slowly appeared on her forehead.
What is sealed on this needle is the tailor's lifelong cultivation and memory.
Only this spiritual needle, which does not belong to this world, can break the dreams of the four spirits.
Pu Shan slowly turned around, and the breath on the spiritual needle made him feel so familiar.
He didn't dare to look and couldn't look.
That is the most secret thing that belongs to her.
What came from behind was Chu Xue's heavy breathing, followed by another roar of extreme pain.
This is already the third time I have taken out the spiritual needle, and the pain I experienced each time was many times that of the last time.
Pu Shan held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the golden light emitted by the Buddha's chants continued to penetrate Chuxue's body.
I don't know how long it took, but after a heavy sound of falling to the ground, Pu Shancai suddenly turned around.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked very tired, but the original painful look was no longer visible on his face.
Looking back at Chu Xue, her face at this moment was as white as a sheet of paper.
Pu Shan knelt down again worriedly. Although her breath was weak, it was at least relatively stable.
Pu Shan felt a little more relieved.
...
The sky on the other side of Huangquan is as dark as splashed ink.
The only reason you can see anything there is because of the little red lights in the air.
The painter stood there. A few dozen miles in front of him was the legendary Zhonghuang Spring. But now, the reason why he stood here was because he felt a very familiar atmosphere.
It's not impossible to meet someone you know here, but the aura is clearly that of the human world.
Finally, in the scarlet mist, he saw the figure.
The figure ran towards him desperately, and the surrounding storm disturbed her hair.
However, the painter still recognized her at a glance.
"Abu, why are you here?"
The person named Abu is a young woman. Even though running has made her breath very messy, her face is still filled with a warm smile.
"I saw you!"
Abu grabbed the painter's arm, but the painter also stopped him. He looked down at the woman beside him and kept shaking his head, "Escape from hell. If you are caught, do you know what kind of felony it will be?"
"I'm not afraid!" Abu buried his head directly in the painter's arms, "I haven't smelled your scent for a long time, it smells so good!"
The painter looked helplessly in the direction of Huangquan. He had already heard a noise coming from that place.
He moved his hand and drew a cave under his body.
Then he jumped down with Abu in his arms.
He waved his hand again under the cave, and the entrance had changed back to its original appearance.
"What a nonsense!" the painter couldn't help scolding.
"I don't care!" Abu said coquettishly, "We've already reached this place, and if you want me to obey the rules, I won't do it!"
"Of course, I'm just an ordinary soul now. If you dislike me, just throw me here when I get older!" As he spoke, Abu looked directly into the painter's eyes, "How about it, throw it away or not?"
"Your body has not been washed away from the bad luck of the world. If I throw you here, the Rakshasa nearby will tear you apart in a few moments."
Two dimples appeared at the corners of Abu's mouth, "Then don't throw it away!"
"Don't throw it away!"
"You have to think carefully. If you don't throw it away, I will follow you all the way! Of course, if you want to return to the human world, just remember to send me back to the underworld."
"I won't go back." The painter's words were extremely calm.
As if Abu had heard some terrible news, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.
"Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding you."
"Why?"
The painter smiled and said, "Because of that gap."
Abu's expression was a bit unbelievable, "That's not your problem alone. Why are you doing this? Besides, even if you stay in this ghost place forever, what can you do?"