When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 219 Entering the Mountain, Chasing and Killing

Li Changxiao was not good at Feng Shui exploration, but he could also keenly perceive that the mountain here had covered him.

In the words that the common people could understand, it was equivalent to falling into the situation of "ghost wall".

It's just that "ghost wall" is a ghost covering the eyes, while the mountain here is disturbing people. There is an essential difference between the two, but the result is similar, both of which make people trapped in one place.

Li Changxiao was not panicked at all, and his expression did not change much. It was a pity that the foolish man in Yanjia Village tried his best to drag others into the same situation as him.

But Li Changxiao was not afraid of this at all.

The white-clothed swordsman who committed three murders in broad daylight and caused panic in Yanjia Village threw the body into the well leisurely.

Yan Yu was so scared that his body and soul were destroyed, so there was naturally no body left. Instead, Yan Qingtian and Yan Chengfeng, who were killed by him one after another, died tragically, bleeding profusely, one died in the room, and the other fell on the side of the road.

It would take a lot of time to clean up the bloodstains and throw them both into the well.

During this period, he considered that the souls of the two might still stay, so he used the dream extraction technique several times, perhaps he could get clues to the secret way out of this place from the remaining dreams of the two.

However, perhaps because the two of them were resentful, or perhaps Li Changxiao was too unlucky, the dreams he extracted were all trivial matters in his daily life.

It was of no use.

After helping the two complete the well burial, Li Changxiao did not leave, but carried two wine gourds, and walked around the streets happily.

Not long after, in a secluded alley, he saw a dried bacon, he gently took it off, and put one or two silver on the table.

He continued to walk and prepared a lot of supplies. The only pity was that there was no wine shop in Yanjia Village. In Li Changxiao's dream space, there were still two jars left, which he brewed himself.

Most of the materials were taken from around Yanjia Village, and the effect was OK. As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor. As a senior alcoholic, you must have two tricks, the skill of brewing wine.

Preparations are complete.

The white-clothed swordsman who had avenged himself.

Where he came from, he went there.

Along the north road all the way.

The figure was gradually covered by branches.

At the same time.

The villagers who were watching from across a hill suddenly felt sleepy, and then fell asleep and had a dream.

There were good dreams and bad dreams.

Some people accidentally fell off the cliff in their sleep, and they died without even screaming.

The swordsman who went far into the forest and deep into the mountains had blue light in his eyes.

He used the dream to eliminate the monks left in Yanjia Village.

After all, the way of longevity through eating children is a crooked and evil way. It will not allow the practitioner to live forever, and it will also disrupt human relations and inheritance...

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In the depths of the forest, a group of six people walked for several days, passing through steep mountains and overlapping ridges. When they were hungry, they picked fruits to eat, supplemented with clean water, and lived by trees at night.

After walking for several days, they have adapted to the life in the mountains.

Every time the thin old Taoist priest passed a place, he drew mountains and rivers. After taking a snake belly fruit to increase his internal strength, his legs and feet were obviously much more flexible. He drew mountains and rivers on paper and remembered the mountains in his heart. He always shook his head, not knowing when he could get out of the mountain.

After collecting the snake belly fruit, although the group was trapped in the forest, their mood was no longer as bad as before. After all, they realized a truth that fortune and misfortune are interdependent and everything is determined by heaven.

Yan Shiliu's feet were light and his body was light. For him, this mountain forest was just a flat land that was a little difficult to walk on. However, he did not dare to be too far away from the others for fear of losing contact. No matter how good his lightness skills were, his martial arts were mediocre. If he stayed alone in the forest for a long time, he would have no way to survive.

The swordsman had his eyes on the two girls and often showed his courtesy. The witch Cai Wei and the other two naturally saw what he was thinking, but they did not hide it and secretly tested him in their hearts. The magician was recently developing magic potions and was working hard on it.

Speaking of the two women, they are indeed the extraordinary women in the martial arts world. They were embarrassed at first, but now they have adapted to the situation. They look very good, and they are like a flower in the forest. Otherwise, the swordsman would not have been so attentive to them. The magician and the swordsman often discussed the figures of the two women when they were washing. The magician said that although the two had their own advantages and disadvantages, Cai Wei was obviously better. Her legs were straight and slender. They were not slender like girls, but had no fat and had a bit of power.

As for the Gu woman, she was average in height, but her breasts were okay, but Cai Wei was not small either...

Sometimes, the two of them were so engrossed in the discussion that they were slashed by the two women, and then they smiled and stopped talking.

The Gu woman also took the opportunity to retaliate, and secretly told Cai Wei why only men could discuss women, but not women discussing men.

Cai Wei thought it was very reasonable, so she often discussed the figures of several people. The swordsman had a dark figure and a bit of exotic style, and the magician was actually quite handsome.

The group had been lost in the forest for several days.

The dry food they brought in advance had been eaten up long ago.

It was quite unlucky.

In the evening of that day, the sky was dark and it started to rain heavily. Most of the clothes were soaked in an instant. They looked around and finally hid under a banana tree.

There was a pond in front of them. The rain hit the lotus flowers, which was a beautiful sight. The magician applied water eye magic potion in his eyes and saw a five-legged golden toad in the pond. He felt strange and sighed that the mystery of nature could not be explored even if he spent his whole life.

But he didn't dare to provoke it.

After the heavy rain, they urgently needed to make a fire to keep warm. However, the clothes of several people were wet, and the fire starter used for making fire naturally could not escape the bad luck. In addition, the water stains on the trees in the forest had not dried yet, and they were worried.

The group showed off their skills again. The Gu woman took out a Gu worm and threw it into the collected wood.

The Gu worm quickly sucked the moisture out of the wood. Everyone changed color when they saw this scene. If it was used on the human body... I'm afraid there would be a dried corpse in a few seconds.

The slapping swordsman slapped the blade, and the sound vibrated, shaking the wood into a fine velvet surface. Cai Wei narrowed her eyes and quickly drew her sword.

The sword was so fast that it rubbed out fire marks in the air. Suddenly, the wood caught fire. Several people sat around the fire and rested for a night. They cooked a wild vegetable soup and roasted a few frogs.

There was no conversation that night.

The next day.

Then they continued to hurry on their way.

It was just that several people had just left.

At the place where they stayed last night.

An uninvited guest came.

It was a man wearing coarse linen clothes.

This man had an honest face, but deep in his eyes, there was a fierce murderous intent.

He followed the traces at the scene and followed.

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