I was in a daze... I don't know how long it took.

Wuliang is a heavenly lord!

When I opened my eyes, I found that the night had turned into daylight, the scorching sun shining in the sky, and unknown birds in the valley were flapping their wings and chirping on the branches.

He shook his limbs and felt a little weak, and the energy consumed in his body had recovered.

Looking back at what happened last night, it seems like I had a big dream.

The situation was a little bad! The irritability in my mind was about to come out again, which made me want to vent, and even the sound of birds sounded unhappy.

He opened his mouth and squirted, and Bai Mian directly killed a big bird not far away.

The bloody scene cleared my mind, and the heat actually subsided a little.

My heart is contaminated by blood evil spirits... I don't know how to describe the current situation, I only know that it is very dangerous. Maybe I can't practice Taoism, and I will become the kind of devil in martial arts novels that everyone shouts to beat.

Take a deep breath, stand your feet open, buckle your toes, flex your knees and sit on your hips, and stand out a typical "high horse-striking" step.

Then the thumb was retracted inward, hidden in the palm of your palm, and while breathing, your shoulders drooped slightly, your arms were rotated slightly, your elbows fell down, and your breath sank. Then he twisted his body, and his arms suddenly threw out, making a muffled sound ahead. It was vaguely visible that a whirlpool of the size of a bowl formed in the air, stirring away and disappearing two or three meters away.

I practiced Baguazhang once and again... I spent the whole day practicing Baguazhang in the valley.

Every time I practice Baguazhang before, I can quickly clear out the strands of blood evil energy in my spiritual consciousness, and then my heart will return to its original state.

But the effect this time was not very obvious. The blood evil energy in the spiritual consciousness was like a dog skin plaster, and it could not be shaken off even if it was stuck.

After so much trouble, I saw that the sun was about to set, and I realized that my stomach was rumbling.

I wanted to call Ah Huang to get some wild game and eat it, but turned my head and found that the little guy's eyes were still filled with fear, so I had to give up. I did it myself, had enough food and clothing, and used my spiritual sense to sense a wild boar not far away to find food. I rushed over and killed it in my palm, and then carried it back to the cave.

After a while, the wild boar meat made a sizzling sound, and a smell of oil spread. I had been hungry for so long, and I didn’t care much about it. I hugged the pig’s legs and chewed it.

After eating, I began to think about the situation in front of me again.

I originally wanted to go there for a while and hone my mood and will. But by chance, I was brought to Nanyang by the strong wind. And I was killed continuously, and now I was plagued by blood evil karma.

"The practitioners of Taoism have the same creation as heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are the furnace. The six qi of Taixu are the essence. The body and mind are the medicine and fire. The universe and the yang and yin are the mechanism. If they do not understand the principles of heaven and earth, they will not be able to obtain the door to the great way."

No wonder the Taoist books often say that the world is a big dye vat, and once you enter, it is difficult to escape. I once thought I would pass by the flowers and not touch the leaves. It seems that I overestimate myself, and I just jumped in, and I couldn’t get up now.

Well, don’t think so much for the time being. Let’s go out of the mountains and forests to see where you are, and then return to China before making plans.

I ignored Ah Huang behind me and walked in the jungle. I did not follow the way I came, but ran towards the sun step by step. The steps seemed slow, but in fact the speed was still extremely fast, and it disappeared in the valley in a blink of an eye.

However, the feeling of being peeped at in my heart has not been completely eliminated.

I have become accustomed to the fact that I must be staring at the high-tech things in the United States, satellites, or drones...

If they dare to come, I don't mind killing another game.

In the dense tropical jungle of Nisong, there is a dark canyon, and in the middle stands several exquisite wooden houses.

It seems that few people come to this place, and the only path is also covered by vines.

If it weren't for someone's guidance, Pitro wouldn't have found this place at all.

Just in the dark wooden house, an old man was yelling in the indigenous language of Nisong.

The old man was very dark and short, with a thin body, and suddenly looked like a shriveled skeleton was cleverly covered with human skin, like a hungry ghost.

This man's voice was hoarse, but it gave people a cold feeling. It was so strange that the young people standing in front of him couldn't help but tremble. Perhaps sensing the movement outside, the old man coughed and spoke a series of indigenous words.

A young man saluted respectfully to the old man and turned around and left the wooden house.

"Mr. Pitro, this is where my master practices. Wait and wait for me to come in and report." A middle-aged man wrapped in white cloth stopped at the entrance of the valley and explained solemnly in English: "Remember, don't step into the valley before I come out, otherwise I can't save you."

"Is there any danger in this valley?" asked a young white man named Nader.

"You can tell by yourself." The middle-aged man made a random gesture, and saw several poisonous snakes that were swaying from the vines beside him immediately.

Next to the poisonous snake, there was a centipede slowly crawling.

"Isn't it just a poisonous snake or a centipede?!" Nader curled his lips disapproved and reached out to catch it. He came from the special forces of the United States and had never seen any animals, so of course he was not afraid of this thing. In the past, eating poisonous snakes was common in the field training.

"Be careful, they have been surrendered..." the middle-aged man shouted anxiously.

Before he could finish his words, he saw the poisonous snake swaying, and as fast as lightning, drilling into Nader's clothes.

"Ah...ah..." Then, the person's body stiffened, twitched, and his face turned black quickly.

The middle-aged man spoke a series of indigenous words in a hurry, and the poisonous snake only saw it drilling out of Nad's trousers. What's even more terrifying is that a black-brown centipede was spitting out of his mouth.

The faces of several soldiers who had disagreed had completely changed at this moment, and they stared at the wooden house deep in the valley.

"Mr. Pitro, let your men be honest. I won't save you again for the second time." The middle-aged man had a little chill in his language.

"We got it" the leading white man nodded his head.

If I were here, I would naturally see that this person was the captain who chased him two days ago.

"Don't wait, my junior brother comes out to greet us." The middle-aged man just took two steps and turned around and said.

"..." The visitor said a lot of words to the middle-aged man, as if he was asking.

The middle-aged man responded urgently, as if he was defending himself.

Finally, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained to the white man: "My master has agreed to you."

"He hasn't gone in and reported it yet, why did your master agree?"

"In this valley, there is nothing that my master doesn't know." The middle-aged man explained with a little pride.

"The East is really a magical place, with so many strange magic, sword immortals, and saviors?" The white man sighed repeatedly, but his expression became more and more gloomy. It seemed that he remembered the paleness he had just encountered.

"We are also very curious about that monk. Don't worry, if my master comes out, he will definitely not run away." The middle-aged man followed. (To be continued)
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