Yuan Qing squinted his eyes and said, "What are you talking about?"
The waiter suddenly showed a strange smile and said: "He said you are dead."
There was a bang, and the waiter immediately burst into a shower of blood. Then a clear light lit up, and soon Yuan Qing caught a ball of blood in his hand.
It turned out that he used his magical power to catch the blood rain when he had no chance to do anything. Otherwise, even if nothing happens to him, the inn will be instantly razed to the ground by the power of the explosion.
The people in the inn didn't know that they had escaped, but Yuan Qing closed his eyes. Although it only took a short moment, he had already memorized the appearance and aura of the waiter. Through his keen spiritual mind, he continued to analyze the other person's aura, and scenes took shape in his mind. The scene is a retrospective of what happened to Xiao Er from the moment he blew himself up.
Finally, Yuan Qing identified a scene, which was that the waiter accidentally met an ordinary man with a thick build. Yuan Qing opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole person slowly disappeared from the air. That was because he was moving too fast, leaving an afterimage that stayed in the air for a short time.
A horse on the official road was raising large amounts of dust, causing pedestrians on the road to give way.
When the horse was galloping at high speed, there was a tall and thin Taoist standing on the road ahead. He looked at the horse galloping towards him intently.
He just pointed out a finger, and it seemed like there was a big invisible net that caught both the people and the horses. The horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and almost threw the man on its back.
Yuan Qing turned his fingers into claws, and suddenly a ball of blood appeared on the man's body, moving like a poisonous snake, trying to escape. But in the end he failed to escape and fell into the hands of Yuan Qing.
As for the man on the back of the horse, when his blood and energy were peeled off, his whole flesh and blood seemed to suddenly melt away, leaving only the skin and bones.
Yuan Qing did not look at him again, because he knew that this man had died long ago, and it was only this blood that supported his body, making him look like a normal person.
This mass of blood was extremely spiritual, and even began to corrode Yuan Qing's magic power, making him feel bored and nauseous.
On the other hand, under the influence of this blood energy, the murderous intention in the body began to move around. If anyone else sees it, they will find that Yuan Qing's eyes are stained with blood.
Of course Yuan Qing knew that someone was plotting against him, but if the other party understood his situation so well, it must be his enemies. After eliminating them one by one, only Huang Quanzi was the most suspicious.
The blood energy in his hands was so pure that Yuan Qing was unable to dissolve it for a while. It would probably be the best choice to seal it in the Yuan Tu Sword, but Yuan Qing vaguely felt that he couldn't do this, so he spent 10% of his mana to seal the blood energy in the palm of his hand.
After doing everything, he opened his right palm, and a mark like cinnabar appeared on the palm of his hand.
However, Yuan Qing was definitely not at a disadvantage, because the cinnabar mark was originally a banned weird blood energy, and it was definitely not an ordinary witchcraft. The person who cast the spell must be closely related to it.
Therefore, he could sense an existence secretly by relying on the cinnabar mark.
Yuan Qing did not go rashly, but first released a flying sword and sent it back to Qingxuan Dao Sect. Then he went to the Western Wasteland of Yuanzhou and heard that a Buddha relic was found there. Perhaps getting this object would help him suppress the hidden problems in his body.
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Nowadays, wind and snow cover this barren mountain, especially after nightfall, when it is dark, even some brave and talented people will not choose to go up the mountain at this time.
And in the mountain temple on this mountain, a bonfire is being lit. Under the red firelight, a little girl with pink and jade sculptures was reflected. Her outline was impeccable, and her light blue veins were faintly visible, like jasper.
The wind and snow did not stop, and the cold air broke into the temple with air leakage from all sides.
If the little girl were an ordinary person, she would not be able to survive this lonely night.
Fortunately, she is no ordinary person, and within a short breath, she can refine the free energy between heaven and earth and nourish her body.
She suddenly said to the statue not far away: "Those who never forget are ghosts and gods, but I don't feel that you have any obsession."
Unnamed lights suddenly lit up on the shoulders of the statue. The soft light actually overwhelmed the strong bonfire. The long-faded statue suddenly opened and closed its lips and made an ethereal and mysterious voice, "Are all Qi practitioners today so powerful? , I don’t think you’re that old, but you can have such knowledge.”
"I can feel it. It's not because I am a Qigong practitioner. It's just that I was born with this ability. It has nothing to do with anything else. You haven't answered me yet." The little girl was naturally Qingshui. When she saw the statue of the god, she spoke strangely, He was not intimidated, but continued to ask questions as a matter of course.
But she didn't have any purpose, she was just looking for something to do on this cold and snowy night.
"Hey, if a person dies without obsession, he will be reborn in bliss, or fall into reincarnation. And I became a mountain god, not because I have obsession to keep the soul in the world." The voice of the statue was a little low.
Qing Shui said: "Then how did you become a mountain god?"
"Actually, I was an ordinary woman from the mountains, but then I got pregnant for some reason. My father treated me very well. Even though he saw me like this, he still didn't kick me out of the house. In order to protect me, he wouldn't let me Go out casually and avoid a lot of rumors. Later, a year later, I gave birth to a child. He was able to walk after he was born. Then he told me that when I died of old age, he would come back to repay me. After that, he said Disappeared. So many years passed and I became ill. When I was dying, a man came. He had no eyebrows or hair, but he was very handsome and tall. He said he was mine. Come back now, kid, and repay me. Then I saw him pointing his finger at me, and I felt light-headed for some reason. I was in a daze for a while, and I became the mountain god in the temple."
After Qing Shui heard this, he asked Shen Lian in his heart: "Do you know what is going on?"
Shen Lian smiled lazily and said: "Of course I asked you to come here for a reason. This mountain god is not simple. Do you know that there are very few people in this world who can destroy her, even though she has little power."
Qing Shui said: "If you have anything else to say, please say it as well."
Shen Lian said: "The child she gave birth to was originally a Taoist from the Netherworld Blood River. He was the creator of the Asura clan. He was once one of the most promising supernatural powers in the world, but he was unlucky and met When he arrived at Taoist Master Taiyi, he was killed alive. But Taoist Xuehe also had some abilities. He had a magical power called the Blood God Son. He had been practicing this magical power since the creation of the universe. By the time he met Taoist Master Taiyi, he had already mastered it. Four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons were refined. At that time, Taoist Master Taiyi had not yet become enlightened, and he finally allowed one of the Blood God Sons to escape. Many years later, Taoist Blood River was finally reincarnated into the world."