Qin Ming woke up with a sharp stabbing pain. Every inch of his skin, flesh, blood vessels, and bones was in unbearable pain, as if it was covered with silver needles, and they were inserted back and forth, one after another, making his body follow the pain. With **. Before Qin Ming fully woke up, he felt strong weakness and dizziness.
Very uncomfortable.
Qin Ming raised his heavy eyelids and looked ahead blankly.
A vast white sea of bones, all kinds of bones are as endless as sand and gravel, including humanoid skeletons with missing arms and legs, withered bones of giant beasts more than ten meters long, tattered but huge skulls, and even fifty or sixty-year-old skulls. Meter-long ribs and snow-white bones stretch as far as the eye can see.
Qin Ming was in a daze for a long time before his eyes regained focus.
This is where
I'm alive
Qin Ming wanted to stand up, but his whole body was weak, as if his strength had been drained, and his limbs could not obey the command at all. Qin Ming lay on the pile of bones and tried to use his martial arts. As a result, his spiritual power was exhausted and his blood flowed slowly. Looking at his arms, they were shriveled and wrinkled.
Qin Ming was slightly excited and woke up completely.
Sea of Bones
Long Live Mountain
I'm alive
Qin Ming was so shocked that he couldn't accept the reality for a long time. This was not a dream, this was real! He tremblingly raised his withered right hand and took out all the water of life from the space finger. Only four bottles were left, with more than ten drops in each bottle. Qin Ming poured it all into his mouth and lay there trying to refine and absorb it.
The water of life once again exerted a magical effect. It dispersed immediately in the mouth, penetrated into the whole body, and penetrated into the blood vessels, skin and flesh.
Qin Ming's body seemed to be greeted by rain after a long drought. The fine water of life warmed his dry life force, gradually easing Qin Ming's old age and bringing new vitality. The life energy of flesh and blood began to fill, the flow rate of blood vessels began to recover, and the almost silent golden heart also restarted, releasing the power of life.
I don’t know how long this recovery took. After drinking four bottles of water of life, Qin Ming finally regained some strength, his skin regained its luster, and his bones regained their toughness.
However, Qin Ming discovered a shocking fact. I have regained my vitality, but where is my longevity
Shouyuan means age!
No matter how you regain your vitality, no matter how strong you become, there is a limit to a person's age. Even if Qin Ming has an eternal inheritance, what he has mastered now is only superficial. At most, it will extend a few years longer than normal people, and he cannot withstand such 'consumption'. ah.
Moreover, age is directly linked to the speed of cultivation. As age goes by and the body wears out, the speed of cultivation will be greatly reduced.
Qin Ming checked again and again carefully and almost fainted.
Fifty years!
Qin Ming lost at least fifty years of life!
In other words, Qin Ming is now equivalent to sixty-eight years old
Although he was lucky to have survived, it was still difficult for Qin Ming to accept that he suddenly turned sixty-eight years old.
Fifty years in a blink of an eye? Qin Ming truly experienced the horror of Long Live Mountain, and also understood what the ruthlessness of time means.
"Sixty-eight, just sixty-eight, at least you're still alive!"
"Better alive than dead."
"I have an eternal inheritance. If I study hard, I might be able to recover it."
Qin Ming comforted himself, no matter how hard it was to accept, it was already a fact. But looking at the vast white ancient sea, I felt dazed again and again.
"To the extreme of death, we must live!"
A voice suddenly rang in his ears. Qin Ming was so shocked that he picked up his sword and stood up. What the hell
"Crash."
As Qin's life surged, a white jade chain fluttered in front of his eyes, with a flying turtle hanging on one section of the chain.
"Xiaozu?" Qin Ming's fright was suppressed by the surprise. He couldn't stand still due to excitement and fell to the ground on his back, crushing the bones all over the ground.
The little turtle landed on Qin Ming's shoulder, shook its shell, and had no intention of saying hello to Qin Ming. He looked at the vast sea of bones with a solemn expression.
"You're awake!" Qin Ming was excited. He finally woke up. That's great!
The little turtle was silent for a long time, and said quietly: "Do you know what I am thinking now?"
"Do you know Long Live Mountain?" Qin Ming's eyes lit up. This little ancestor should know Long Live Mountain better.
"no."
"Huh? Then you... know how to leave?"
"no."
"Do you know about the long rivers of time and space?"
"no."
"That is… "
"I was wondering...if I should slap you to death with my paw."
“…”
Little Turtle moved his body and looked at Qin Ming seriously: "Look into my eyes."
"how?"
"I treat you well, right?"
"good."
"Why harm me?"
"ah?"
"Your head is wet with rain? Where is this? This is Long Live Mountain, the sacred mountain that guards the long river of time and space! Do you know what it means? This is one of the three thousand avenues. This is the true evolution of heaven. ! You are seeking your own death, and I won’t stop you. Don’t hold me back!” Little Turtle woke up not long ago. He had a very comfortable sleep and felt refreshed. However, looking at the scene in front of it and feeling the abnormal passage of time and space, it was stunned, confused, and almost cried. what happened? I just took a nap and didn't do anything harmful. Before I went to bed, I was still phantom Fatian. When I opened my eyes, what? Why am I in Long Live Mountain
Qin Ming's cheeks twitched and he forced a smile: "Unexpected! What a surprise!"
The little turtle sighed, his face full of sadness: "As the ancients said, when God closes a door for you, he will also let out a dog. I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years. It is already unlucky enough, but I met him again. It’s time for you, a lunatic who doesn’t want to die and doesn’t feel comfortable.”
"We have a chance while we are still alive. We can always leave here." Qin Ming didn't know how to answer its words.
The little turtle looked at the boundless sea of bones: "Let's get started."
"Start with what?"
"Kill yourself. Die early and take care of others. In your next life, become a tree. Find a place to take root. Don't bother. I taught you before that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up. Once you give up, you will feel comfortable."
Qin Ming stared at it for a long time and held back a sentence: "How about you sleep a little longer?"
"Where's my white tiger?"
"be mine."
"Don't change the subject, where is my white tiger? In a word, he and you are all there."
"It must have been taken into the Long Live Mountain. I'm still alive, so it should be fine too." Qin Ming cheered up, stood up and looked into the distance.
The vast sea of bones stretches as far as the eye can see, and the undulating mountains of bones are endless. There are snowflakes floating in the sky and the mist is hazy, but when I think about it, there are not snowflakes there, but flying ashes!
The more Qin Ming looked at it, the more dazed he became, and the more fortunate he became. Suddenly I felt that losing fifty years of life in exchange for a new life might not be a loss. Why will I survive? Is it because of golden blood, or...
Qin Ming suddenly remembered the words of the Ghost Buried in the Sea, if you can't escape Long Live Mountain, try not to resist. Is there a mystery in these words? Can you live without resisting? The more you resist, the harsher the judgment
If this is the case, the thousands of people drifting in the fantasy sea at that time must not have resisted, and they still did not resist at all. Are they still alive
Qin Ming prayed that the ghosts buried in the sea were right. If those thousands of people were alive, Ma Dameng and Bai Hu would also be alive.
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