While traveling, the raft vibrated slightly and suddenly accelerated. The stream suddenly became turbulent, the sound of waves came from far in front, and the water surface expanded to both sides in Zikari's field of vision.
"My dear husband, you must hold on to the raft. Not far ahead is the Jiuqu Shensha River! After crossing the river, you will be out of the wild east end!" Amon turned around and shouted.
"So fast?" Zhikaizhen looked surprised. Two days ago, they were still at Shiwanda Mountain in the east, but now they are about to enter the middle of the wilderness.
"Hey, the little old man saw you hurrying on your way, so he simply made the decision for you and took a shortcut." Amon said with a lively air, "I'm not boasting, the road I took you is very secret. Outsiders can
You have all the means to reach the sky, and you can’t even hope to find it!”
"Then I have received the favor from my father-in-law." Zhikarizhen and Wang Ziqiao looked at each other, amazed in their hearts. It was the first time for both of them to hear the name of Jiuqu Shensha River. Amon was walking all the way on the raft.
The unheard of remote waterway was completely different from their originally planned route. Only a native mountain monster like Amon could use the rain to increase the water and cut through a shortcut without having to go over the mountain and go around the forest.
It was windy and rainy, and the water surface became more and more open. While holding the pole and watching, Amon warned Zhi Kaizhen: "The Jiuqu Shensha River is not floating, and it is difficult for birds to cross. It is extremely dangerous. The little husband was not careful and fell down.
You're a water ghost, even gods can't save you!"
Zhikari responded, lowered his body, slightly bent his knees, and his feet were uneven, and naturally entered the realm of Xia Chan's nourishment technique.
The feet were heaving, and the raft was swaying with the waves. Zhi Shou was really like a golden cicada perched on a branch, as light as nothing, ever-changing, rising and falling with the flow of the water.
Traces of pure and turbid air are like a flock of crows returning to their nests, pouring in from the sky and the earth. They are continuously absorbed by Zhi Shou Zhen and sent to all parts of the body to nourish essence, qi, blood and spirit.
Zhikarizhen clearly felt the difference. Before cutting off the hair and washing the marrow, the Xia Chan Absorption Technique absorbed very little of the clear and turbid Qi, and the speed was slow. But after seven times of cutting off the hair and washing the marrow, he seemed to have gradually broken a package.
The outer shell of the physical body has a much smoother connection with heaven and earth. The clear and turbid qi are constantly rushing into the body, fast and fierce, like this mountain stream that has swelled due to heavy rain, and gradually gained momentum.
If his Qi and blood were counted as one hundred parts, he originally lost ninety-nine parts. After cutting off his hair and cleaning his marrow several times, he made up for seven or eight parts. According to his current attainments in Xia Chan's nourishing technique, after a hundred years of hard training, he should be able to recover.
Full of Qi and blood.
It's just that when he absorbs too much of the clear and turbid qi, it becomes difficult to control it, causing his internal organs to swell and ache. His whole body must change faster, more complexly, and more subtly in order to adapt to the changes and adapt to the stronger demands.
The impact.
Zhi Shouzhen secretly glanced at Wang Ziqiao. Based on this balance, Xia Chan's cultivation of nourishment skills cannot be too fast, and it is better to practice slowly and steadily. In recent years, he still needs a lot of tonics, and he cannot do without the "little medicine" arranged by Wang Ziqiao for the time being.
"Master Hou" status.
Wang Ziqiao tilted his head as if he was aware of it, and looked at Zhikarizhen. Over the past few days, he had been observing carefully and secretly, and determined that the mountain monster and Zhikarizhen were not familiar with each other. As for why Amon sent a lot of precious medicine, Wang Ziqiao also had no idea.
Fog, just treat it as normal.
"Sir, are you familiar with the central part of the wilderness?" Zhikarizhen asked, his mouthpiece still vibrating on its own, maintaining corresponding changes with the whole body. The best thing about this summer cicada nourishing technique is that it can be used anytime and anywhere, whether talking, walking, eating, or paying homage.
...without being disturbed.
Prince Qiao said: "The central part is the most chaotic area of the wilderness. Without the control of the four major forces of Ma Hua, Quan Shu, Mermaid and Ghost Cult, many savages, barbarians, bandits are fighting and plundering, and there are also people who have escaped from various countries in Yunhuang.
He is a wanted criminal. Even if he is a master of refining gods and returning to the void, he will accidentally capsize in the gutter and end up there." He pondered for a moment and said, "I see that your energy has recovered well these days, so you might as well practice swordsmanship when you have time.
Just in case."
Wang Ziqiao opened his mouth and spit out a piece of green leaf, which slowly floated into Zhikarizhen's hand and turned into a green and transparent jade slip. "Master Zhi, this is the top swordsmanship secret book that I promised you."
Zhi Kaizhen lowered his head to read carefully, as if holding a pool of clear water. The jade slips are decorated with simple cloud patterns, and the handwriting is as small as ants. The content ranges from the foundation of swordsmanship to the steps of swordsmanship, the cultivation of sword energy, and even the deeper sword power and sword heart.
, Sword Intent... are all meticulous and thoughtful. He thought for a while and asked: "Sir, does this involve the art of swordsmanship?"
Wang Ziqiao glanced at him and shook his head.
Zhikarizhen asked again: "Is the swordsmanship here comparable to the Yu clan's supreme sword manual - "The Yuhua Sword Sutra"?"
Wang Ziqiao was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Although it is a superb swordsmanship, it is probably not as good as the Feathered Sword Classic."
Zhikarizhen lowered his head and pondered for a while, then took out a piece of animal skin from his arms and handed it to Wang Ziqiao. It was the soul part of Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique. "This is what sir wants."
Prince Qiao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Although this sword book is not as good as the Feathered Sword Book, it is enough for you to travel across the world."
Zhi Shouzhen closed the jade slip and respectfully handed it back to Prince Qiao.
Prince Qiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the young man coldly, motionless. Zhi Qiao lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, holding Jane in his hands, with a calm expression that he could not refuse.
The sound of the waves on all sides gradually sounded like thunder.
"Why?"
"Because what Karuma wants is a sword that can defeat the Yu clan."
The raft turned suddenly and was lifted high by a wave, shaking violently.
"My dear husband, be careful! The first song is coming!" Amon in front of him shouted faintly. Zhiqingzhen looked up and saw that the river suddenly spread out like a wild field. Countless raging waves were like thousands of troops, surging and galloping, all singing out in unison.
A deafening roar.
Amon bent his back like a bow and held the pole with both hands. The raft was suddenly thrown up by the waves, then slid down along the crest of the wave and rushed onto another wave. The entire raft stood upright. "Bang!" The jade slip fell.
In the water, swallowed by turbulence.
Amidst the sound of the wind and waves, Wang Ziqiao's sharp shout came: "How big your hand is, how long the sword is. Can you do it?"
"It's the person who holds the sword, not the hand!" Zhikarizhen said without giving in.
"Boom!" A wave of water hit the high wall. The raft turned around flexibly and quickly brushed against the bottom of the wave wall. The water splashed down with a "swish", making Zhi Kaizhen soaked all over.
Before Zhi Shou could catch his breath, big waves came one after another, just like mountains, climbing higher and higher, making the sound of landslides and earth cracking.
"Bang -" The waves poured down, throwing water columns into the sky. The raft was constantly being crushed by the rolling snow waves, and it got out again and again. Amon waved his pole like the wind, holding it left and right, changing the direction of the raft frequently, and in
Weave around and dodge amid the stormy waves.
Prince Qiao stood at the end of the raft, his feet like pine trees taking root, and invisible spiritual tentacles extending down, tightly wrapping around the raft.
Zhi Shou Zhen swayed with the bamboo raft, like fallen leaves whirling in a violent storm, in various poses, using the summer cicada feeding technique to change the balance.
The water waves came with the force of the rain and hit the bamboo raft, splashing large white flowers between the two of them.
The four eyes interlocked in an instant.
A trace of sharp ridicule flashed in Wang Ziqiao's pupils: "People are also divided into strong and weak! Why do you think you can hold such a sword?"
"Why can't I hold such a sword?"
There was a loud bang, and a huge wave rolled back, blocking the sight of both parties. The raft suddenly tilted, tilted to the left, and bounced against the wave in a sideways position.
"Qiang!" Amon swung his pole and hit the head of the raft hard. The raft spun more than ten times at high speed, slid straight down the steep crest of the wave, and rushed to the river surface.
Zhi ShouZhen, Wang Ziqiao's eyes penetrated the rain curtain and saw each other. The huge waves around them rose and fell one after another, suddenly like a mountain peak rising, then suddenly falling down, spewing out countless avalanches of snow and broken jade.
Wang Ziqiao suddenly sneered: "How can you hold it?"
Zhikari stared at Wang Ziqiao, the cold water kept dripping against his cheek, as if it was burning.
"Tell me, how can you hold it?"
"I will keep winning!"
"Keep winning!"
"Win!"
The overwhelming rain and waves could not drown out such echoes. Wang Ziqiao was silent for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "What a loud tone! Well, Wang, let's see how you keep winning!" He opened his mouth and spat out, and a blood-colored pebble shot straight out.
He came out and pounced on Zhikarizhen's forehead, melting away.
Amon suddenly turned around, felt an inexplicable fear, and shuddered. The raft bumped violently on the river surface for more than ten times, and was again involved in the huge wind and waves.
"Boom!" A sharp bloody sword energy broke through the center of Ichikari's eyebrows, and the spiritual world seemed to be split in two!
Ghosts wail, all things perish, purgatory rotates, and heaven and earth weep. Boundless flames and blood pour out with the sword energy, setting off a more cruel and cruel storm!
This is an extremely despairing sword!
The shadow of death instantly enveloped Zikari Zhen.
In the center of the soul, the eight-winged golden cicada made a high-pitched sound of metal and stone clashing. The eight membrane wings stood up in unison, and the tips of the wings met, condensing into a brilliant platinum light, resisting the bloody sword light.
Thousands of light fragments exploded, and the bloody sword light slowly advanced with an unstoppable force. The shaman spirit that had not yet grown up could not help but retreat, and the white light gradually dimmed.
The eight-winged golden cicada let out a mournful cry.
The bloody sword light finally reached the core of the soul, and Zhi Shou seemed to see a bottomless abyss stretching out, releasing a bloody light that reached the sky.
He couldn't help but face the bloody light.
At this moment, his mind suddenly shook.
It's as if somewhere in the spiritual world suddenly breaks open!
In the darkness, a mountain rose from under his feet, lifting him up, farther and farther away from the bottomless abyss.
The mountain kept climbing up. Zhikari had never seen such a high mountain before. Birds fell to his feet, floating clouds fell to his feet, stars fell to his feet, and the wind from the vast void fell to his feet.
On the high mountain top, Zhikari really saw a lonely sycamore tree standing opposite, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky with thick shade, and the green color flowing through him like clear and soft water.
His face suddenly burst into tears, and his whole soul seemed to be on fire.
He leaned over and grabbed hold of the bloody sword light at the bottom of the mountain.
"Boom——" The bloody sword light trembled, and countless swords rushed through Zhikarizhen's spiritual world, turning into bloody and sharp words, burned into the depths of the soul, and can no longer be forgotten.
"The Supreme Sword Manual of Evil Demons from Outside the Territory——" Zhi Shouzhen looked up to the sky and roared, "Three-killing machine sword Qi!"
"Three Killing Machines Sword Qi..." Prince Qiao stood on the raft with a stunned expression. He saw that the young man's eyes had returned to clarity, and his face was wet. It was not clear whether it was rain or tears.
Across the splashing waves of anger, Zhikarizhen took a deep look at Wang Ziqiao, and a faint bloody sword energy seemed to flash through his pupils.
How could this be!
The raft was thrown up and down in the huge waves, and Wang Ziqiao's heart also stirred up huge waves. How could it be so? Shouldn't it be that Zhi Shou was really controlled by this sword code and became an obedient demon puppet?
When Zhikari Zhen asked for a more advanced swordsmanship secret book, he immediately gave him the "Three Killing Machine Sword Qi", which even the demons from outside the territory could not master, and planned every next move. p>
How could an extraterrestrial demon who has conquered countless universes bargain with a mortal boy?
Who would have expected that the entire chessboard would be overturned!
"Xiao Xianggong, the second song is coming!" Amon shouted, waving his pole, and the raft suddenly turned and was pushed by the rough waves into a shoal full of reefs.
Dots of miserable blue phosphorus fire suddenly lit up from all directions, as if the dark rocks had opened their evil eyes.