Yin Baishuang's expression was very cold, with a hint of ruthlessness, but there was no ridicule or contempt.
She glanced at him lightly and said: "Although you are making rapid progress, Youguilang is not a common thing. There are so many righteous monks in the world. This is the foot of the immortals. There are people more powerful than you everywhere. His rampant chaos will have its own consequences."
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It is not easy for you to be born, and you should cherish your life. Don't waste your life for the illusory laws of righteousness. This kind of thing is more false than the moon in the water, and it is not your turn to protect it."
Yin Baishuang's words were merciless and very hurtful.
However, Bai Lian noticed that she never revealed Ying Xiu's identity as a corpse demon in front of him.
Yingxiu stood up at some point, his hands hanging on both sides, letting the wounds on his face roll over, looking at Balian with a clear look, as if he was watching and questioning silently.
Balian didn't look at him, but nodded slightly to Yin Baishuang and said, "I've learned the lesson." Then he glanced at the burning fire tree covered in ice, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "I just saw how angry Miss Yin Baishuang is.
I wonder what happened?”
Yin Baishuang's face turned cold, and there was a trace of annoyance in his eyes, and he said: "Shou is a ghost, and he has lost his sense of taste for hundreds of years. I heard that there is a kind of ghost grass growing in the ghost mountain, which can be refined into a spiritual elixir, which can help
The ghosts of the deceased have regained their sense of taste, improved their physique, and can extract power from human food or elixirs and integrate them into their own bodies."
It sounds like this grass is extremely magical. If ghosts take it, wouldn't it mean that they would eat just like living people?
She pointed her eyes at the fire tree spreading ten miles behind her, and said coldly: "It's a pity that all of this was ruined by an arrogant fool."
Yingxiu put away the complicated emotions in his eyes, lowered his head in shame, and said: "This tree is called the Wangri tree. The ghost grass grows among the leaves. The tree above has a fiery red leaf, which is the ghost grass.
This tree was born in the abyss, but it has lived its whole life looking at the sun. There is fire hidden deep in the tree. Once it is touched by a practitioner of the Wood Spirit Root, the fire will burst out in an instant and burn for thousands of miles."
Therefore, Yingxiu is the one with the wood spirit root. When he sees that the person he admires needs something, he is eager to get it for him.
But he never thought that these ten miles of sun-watching trees would be destroyed by his touch.
Bai Lian was also quite sorry. Hearing the meaning of Yin Baishuang's words, if he took this herb and drank it, wouldn't he be able to eat what Fang Geyu could eat without feeling nauseated and vomiting?
Ying Xiu said: "I also like longevity very much. I have serious rules for destroying the tree today. Miss Yin, Ying Xiu will find ghost grass for you."
Yin Baishuang sneered: "Your strength is inferior to mine. If I can't find grass, what can you do? If I can't..."
Her gaze was piercing and indescribably cold: "Is it your turn to do something for me?!"
Bai Lian found that she rarely looked at Ying Xiu, and even if she occasionally laid her eyes on his face, it was mostly cold. Looking at his bloody and miserable face, Yin Baishuang felt hatred on her face, almost turning the words between her lips and teeth.
The words were bitten into pieces and then spat out coldly.
"I don't know what it is called!"
Ying Xiu looked at her with wide eyes, covering his chest, and stumbled back two steps. A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
He bit the root of his tooth.
Siye suddenly became peaceful for a long time. Yingxiu's eyelids dropped to cover the sadness in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and he said: "I... admire you."
After saying that, he chuckled softly, closed his eyes, and tears rolled down his face.
Yin Baishuang was startled for a moment, then she narrowed her eyes and sneered, then stepped on the ground mercilessly as she said her sincere words.
"Are you worthy?" Her voice was extremely soft, but it was like a heavy hammer falling on Ying Xiu's heart.
Ying Xiu immediately showed a hurt expression, moved his lips, and was about to speak, but saw Yin Baishuang's eyes coldly withdrawing from him, and she felt disgusted if she took another look at him.
"In the extreme area of Ghost Mountain, the Sun-Wang Tree grows in the shade. This is the only place that stretches for ten miles. Now, thanks to your great blessing, it will be destroyed with one palm. Now that I want to pick grass again, I can only continue descending and go to the second realm of Ghost Mountain.
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The second level of the ghost mountain hides countless vicious demons, countless poisons, and even horrifying legends. The second level hides great demons that have been sealed for thousands of years and ancient evil spirits.
The level of danger is far more than a hundred times greater than the first level.
What's even more frightening is that the space in the second realm is not the real realm. One wrong step will lead to a tragic end that will never be restored. Just the endless river connecting the second realm, there are countless soul-carrying realms buried under the flowing water and sand.
The corpse of a great practitioner.
Unless you are a tribulation immortal, you will never dare to go there rashly.
"Are you sure you want to go to a forbidden area that even Ghost Ghost dare not set foot on?" Yin Baishuang sneered.
Ying Xiu felt that the sarcastic smile on her face was extremely dazzling, and his heart felt hot and cold alternately, and he wanted to say bluntly, "It's just the second realm of Ghost Mountain, I'll get it for you!".
But then I thought about it, she had gone crazy more than two hundred years ago, and her behavior was based on her preferences regardless of the consequences. The ghost herbs were not important, and she put down her mother just for the quick talk of a kid.
Entrusted with a heavy responsibility, he impulsively took risks alone.
Yingxiu, Yingxiu, it’s just that she gave up on the road and became crazy, why don’t you join in the mischief.
After experiencing the disaster two hundred years ago, can't we still understand the severity of it?
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said in a soft voice: "Between the first and second realms of Ghost Mountain, there is also a no-fly ban on the Little Forgotten River of Life and Death. If the passage is forced, it will be a safe haven for the unforgivable monsters hidden in the river."
attack.
Miss Yin, you can’t cross the Little River of Forgetfulness. There have been records about Ghost Mountain for thousands of years. Within these thousand years, it is not necessarily the only place where sunflower grass grows. Maybe we can find more places and return with a full harvest."
I thought she would sneer and ridicule again, but Yin Baishuang frowned slightly.
She stood in the shadow, glanced sideways at Ying Xiu, her expression was very calm: "If you had raised Xiaoshou, you would never say what you said today."
It had been a long time since Ying Xiu had looked at her with such a calm gaze. She felt that the pain on her face had eased a bit. She smiled and said, "The little Shou you raised is naturally the most obedient."
Yin Baishuang was silent for a moment, then chuckled: "You are so pitiful."
Ying Xiu was at a loss as to what she meant by her words. When he was about to ask, Yin Baishuang had completely lost interest in him.
With her crimson sleeves fluttering, her slender fingertips gently lifted to draw a chessboard in the dark space.
Ling Li's chessboard is constantly deducing virtual mirrors in all directions. She draws fire from the ice and shoots a wisp of ghost grass breath into the chessboard with her fingers.
The scene on the chessboard suddenly froze. It was a scene belonging to the second realm, with layers of deep blue woods, and green ghost grass growing on the forest leaves, swaying quietly on the branches.
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