At the other end of the Changling Palace, Hu Hai woke up from a nightmare.
The mattress under him was completely soaked in his cold sweat. In his nightmare, his body skin and flesh and blood melted on the bed. The feeling in the dream was similar to the sticky feeling at this moment.
What surprised him was not only the unspeakable fear, but also the extremely small sound and coldness. That sound was the sound of the wormwood on the eaves snapping, and the coldness came from the starlight shuttling through the dark night.
This is the taste he has been familiar with since childhood.
For some reason, he felt that his mother, Zheng Xiu, didn't like him since he was a child. The preference for Fusu did not show on the surface, but whether it was the eyes or even the backs left when he turned around, he felt that there was such a coldness inside.
He didn't understand why there was such a coldness that frightened him. Even though he was slightly less gifted in cultivation than Fusu, weren't they all her sons? Why is there such a difference
The coldness was so clear tonight that he dared not move on the sticky bed after waking up from the nightmare. These tiny voices were like poisonous snakes, and he couldn't help but think of the dark, dark day. Under the ground, the monster Shen Xuan pierced his skin with hollow needles, and the sound of blood spurting out of the needles was just like that.
This kind of subtle sound is especially clear in the absolutely silent environment. The mist of blood turned into red surrounds him. The sound lasts for a long time, but the blood lost in the body is actually not too much, it will only make him There's something utterly weak and helpless, and of course a build-up of extreme fear.
Hu Hai's body began to twitch.
His body was constantly twitching and even jumping on the sticky bedding.
The dull banging sound on the solid bed turned into a heart-pounding noise in the empty palace.
There were panicked footsteps and shouts, and a doctor quickly rushed to his side. Several medicinal liquids for relieving body convulsions and calming the soul were quickly used by this doctor who is also a powerful practitioner After entering Hu Hai's body, the doctor skillfully and quickly took out several golden needles and pierced them into some of Hu Hai's vital orifices.
This kind of imperial doctor has superb means, but what makes him look ugly is that all of his means, like the previous few times, can't relieve Hu Hai's symptoms at all. Hu Hai's convulsions were like a real nightmare that he couldn't get rid of.
So that in the next few breaths, he had to slap Hu Hai's lungs with both hands, and use his own true energy to maintain the functions of Hu Hai's five internal organs, so as to prevent Hu Hai from being unable to breathe in the continuous violent convulsions, and even serious problems in the five internal organs. .
The sound of palpitations from the convulsions hitting the bed board lasted for a long time, and the doctor's clothes were completely soaked.
When the situation was completely stabilized, the doctor walked out of Hu Hai's bedroom. Under the bright moonlight, his complexion was a little ashen, and he said very seriously to many colleagues or disciples who were waiting in line: "We must find a cure. method, or find someone with higher means than us who can heal him, otherwise, if it continues, this is not a psychological problem, and his whole body will be completely abolished."
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In the dark night, the mottled nails slowly retreated inch by inch from the sea of air of the business lady.
Qian Mu's hands and fingers had black air flow connected to the Soul Requiem Nail. This picture gave people the impression that his hands and fingers had melted and were connected to the Soul Requiem Nail.
Although his whole body cultivation comes from his most respected and beloved master Yan Ying, so that he took shortcuts in the previous few realms and could not appreciate the subtle changes of each realm, so he should stay at the level of the seven realms in this life, forever It is impossible to break through and obtain the eight realms.
However, due to the perfect inheritance of Yan Ying's natal item, coupled with the extremely powerful means of fighting the enemy that others cannot understand, he is still a near-invincible existence among the masters of the seven realms.
It's just that this soul-suppressing nail is the treasure of the Daqi Dynasty. For all practitioners who practice Yinshen and ghosts, it is a divine object with extremely powerful vitality rules, so even for him, removing this soul-suppressing nail The process of nailing is also much more strenuous than facing several enemies at the same time.
After Yan Ying's death, the Qisi people should be one of the strongest practitioners in the Great Qi Dynasty. He should even have the confidence to face an opponent like Tantai Guanjian. But it was impossible for him to survive under the cooperation of Tantai Guanjian and Qian Tomb, so when he sensed the aura of Tantai Guanjian and Qian Tomb, he resolutely abandoned Miss Merchant and left.
He didn't even have time to kill the merchant lady, and he didn't have time to take away the soul nail.
The soul-suppressing nail is a sacred object used by the royal family of the Daqi Dynasty to intimidate all sects, and it is an important weapon of the country. That's why when the Qisi people fled, they looked so indifferent and angry when facing Zheng Xiu's subordinates.
Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu had a problem, and this was only the family affairs of the Great Qin Dynasty. However, in this accident, it was the Great Qi Dynasty who lost the most.
As time passed slowly, and when Qian Mu finally pulled out the Soul Requisition Nail, he also became weak and his whole body trembled unceasingly.
"Thank you."
The business lady saluted earnestly and thanked her, and the old servant who had been following her bowed deeply to him.
"You can refine this soul-suppressing nail into a natal object." Qian Tomb knew that her natal object had been destroyed when she fought against the Chiss, so he immediately suggested.
The business lady herself needed such a powerful natal object, and she knew very well that Qian Tomb didn't need such a natal object, so she took the Great Qi holy object from Qian Tomb's slightly trembling hands without any excuses.
"Li Yunrui and Bai Shanshui, is it really okay for them to rob the twelve witch god heads?" At the same time, she said with some concern.
The strength of Bai Shanshui and Li Yunrui's team-up is of course needless to say, but the Daqi Dynasty is now the dynasty with the most masters in the Seven Realms, and the ghosts and ghosts of the masters similar to the Qisi people are beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners. In fact, in her In her mind, she didn't think that Bai Shanshui and others alone would be able to prevent Emperor Qi from using the Twelve Witch God Heads.
"Ding Ning said yes, because we only need to destroy, but don't necessarily have to get it." Qian Mu replied quickly: "And he also said that Bai Shanshui must have thought clearly about things he thought clearly, so Bai Shanshui is He would say to leave this matter to her."
The business lady was stunned for a moment.
There is a big difference between destroying and obtaining. However, for all practitioners who practice ghosts and ghosts, I am afraid that some people would not want to obtain such a treasure of cultivation, but would be willing to destroy it.
"In that case, there shouldn't be any problem." The merchant lady nodded, and her eyes fell on herself and the two servants on both sides of Qianmu's body.
The attires of these two servants were very strange, their whole bodies were submerged in the heavy black robes, even their faces were wrapped in black cloth, and some black flames flowed from the black cloth.
Her cultivation itself comes from the Daqi Dynasty's exercises, so she knows very well that these two servants are not living people.
"Your sect actually has the means to control corpses as servants, and it can also keep vitality alive?" She couldn't help asking.
From what she knew, it should be that even the legendary twelve witch gods did not have such a heaven-defying method.
"It can't stay together completely, it needs to be nourished by the vitality of Qianmu Mountain." Qianmu looked at her and explained without concealment.
Is it equivalent to continuously maintaining these corpses with natal vitality
The business lady was startled.
Because after such a method, the vitality of the natal object will continue to be depleted, and it will be eaten by these corpses like food.
"The Thousand Tombs Mountain itself is my natal object left by my master. If I can turn it into a more powerful means of fighting against the enemy and help my master avenge it, it will be worth it." Qian Tomb could see her dissatisfaction. Xie Suo then continued: "Even if Master's natal object is not here, I still remember the exercises he passed on to me. Even if I can't break through the eight realms, as long as it is passed on, someone will eventually surpass me."
The business lady understood what he meant, thought for a moment, then raised her head, and said slowly in her usual gentle voice: "Since Bai Shanshui is in charge of that matter, we don't need to intervene, and since you have such thoughts, then Let's go to Qi Chao to go to another place."