The mortal fetus with naked eyes, the nose, the breeze on the face, and the taste of the heart. Even though the cultivator's sensing power has lost, Qi Xiu can still recognize some clues, "The pure and powerful power of merit is mixed with some great aura..."

The closer the distance is, the more fragrant the yellow fog smells. Most of the stone tablets are wrapped tightly, and you can only vaguely see the details on the top. Looking up, I want to build a city for Jixia, and I am grateful to you. It is not difficult to imagine that this stele should have been established for the founding of Jixia City when it was first established. The nurses thanked all parties for their merits.

The white jade is made of bright and smooth as new, and a lucky cloud is located on it, as if a moral Confucian scholar, standing tall and sincerely admonishing people to be upright and kind.

In the dirty swamp, the shadow of the stele is reflected, flashing with the waves, but it is like a villain with two sides, escaping in front of the Confucian scholars and having no way to deal with it.

Compared with the two, there is a difference between them. The artistic conception is far from comparable to an inscription used to express gratitude to others alone.

“What a pity…”

This monument is not Zhang Shishi's natal object. Zhang's piece should be farther away. It is not only mottled and old, with green color, but also destroyed and cut and chiseled, making the handwriting impossible to identify. In addition to the momentum, it is difficult to compare with this monument, with more ancient surprises, artistic conception and pattern, which are very similar. No wonder they admit it wrong.

In the past, Zhang Shishi had a hard time finding the same ginseng. He replaced countless magic tools to experiment, and finally suffered from the fifth level of Qi training. If this monument was used as the same ginseng, I was afraid that the great way would be expected. Unfortunately, this monument must be one of the foundation treasures of Jixia City. Even if Qi Xiu practiced to transform the gods, it would be almost impossible to get it.

Not to mention that Zhang Shishi has passed away long ago...

I restrained the faint sadness in my heart and focused on looking at this monument. I originally wanted to clear the yellow fog and go inside to see the true face, but the power of merit persuasion becomes stronger and stronger. If I go further, I am afraid that my mind will be suppressed and assimilated and will be harmed.

"A treasure of goodness can also kill people."

He muttered a few words and had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to explore.

Speaking of which, the winner of the first level is the first one to run to another monument. Now that I have realized something, the wonder of this monument appears between heaven and earth. I can’t help but feel a little hopeful, “Are you the one who has the opportunity to get this road?”

He walked around the huge stone tablet for three rounds, and then meditated in front of the tablet, but he had no idea at all.

"Or another illusion temptation to prevent me from leaving?"

My mind is in chaos again.

"No, no, no, if you look at it with a selfless heart, leaving as promised is the first priority of a gentleman. If you look at it with a utilitarian heart, trial and trial and resistance to temptation are the common means used in many trials. If you leave, you may be in line with the way of trials in short, go."

The trial wooden slip was taken in and out by Qi Xiu, and the corners were almost rounded. He wanted to break things again, but he could hear a vague cry for help in his ears.

"It's really enough, why is this trial like playing with me alone?"

The sound was very familiar and could not be ignored. Helplessly, he was so angry that he put the wooden slip in his arms again and carefully identified the source. It was actually inside the yellow fog, next to the merit monument.

"Help, save me..."

The cry for help was like a gossip, "He Yu?" He quickly recognized the other party's identity, spent many years together, and said something before the trial, so it was impossible to make a mistake.

Subconsciously, I wanted to plunge into the yellow fog, and my front foot was lifted in the air, and my heart began to stir up again. I couldn't take this step.

He Yu, but it is the same suspicion as Yuhe. If calling for help is a trap, wouldn’t it just explain the reason why An Siyan and others died unprepared?

Moreover, I have investigated before that the foundation treasure of Jixia City is quite terrifying near the stele. When I approach it rashly, my entire soul will be washed away by the powerful power of merit, and there may be nothing left.

Hesitated again.

"From the moment I saw An Siyan's body, why did I look forward to everything? I am the leader of Baishan, the leader of Chu Qin who has been talking about for more than a hundred years."

After cursing myself for a few words, he chose to confirm first and shouted loudly into it: "But He Yu?"

"Yes, yes, save me, save me..."

He Yu seemed to have tried his best, and his tone was raised a little. After shouting a few intermittently, he completely lost his voice.

I became more and more anxious. After walking around the outside twice, I saw the boundless swamp that looked like the scenery of the Heihe River. The merit stele in front of me that reminded me of Zhang Shishi made the memory of the Chu Qinmen moving south constantly popped up in his mind, although the gate was difficult and difficult, but it was extremely harmonious and loving.

The long river of time flowed quietly, moistening people's eyes, "Is this my life?" Finally, I made up my mind, gritted my teeth, kept reciting the [Tongming Sutra] in my mouth, and rushed towards the place where He Yu sounded.

Huhu

It’s like being in the midst of the storm, the vast and fierce merits and righteousness make people mess up, not targeting the body, but washing the soul.

"Stealing the baby", "Destroying the family", "Murdering people to the wild", "Full of blood in your hands", "Holding the demon cultivators"

Countless suppression forces roar in my ears like Vajra beasts. The mistakes in life are taken in a row and are examined. The soul is like a small boat, shaking and shaking, and may capsize at any time.

"I am guilty, I regret it, I deserve to die"

I am not a person with a clear conscience. Under such pressure, my mind is completely disorganized. I only know how to repent and beg, and I wish I could crawl on the ground and respond with everything I can to please this power.

With the courage of the Baishan people and the bright sutras that were constantly reciting in their mouths, they almost rolled and crawled under the merit monument. Seeing the gray robe curled up on the ground, they immediately grabbed it and turned around and rushed out.

How to escape from the sky, I had no memory at all. Until I was awakened by cold water, I realized that I had left the merit monument more than ten feet away. I stood in a waist-deep swamp like a chicken. He Yu next to me was still unconscious, with his head facing down, floating on the water with his limbs spread openly, and he quickly turned his body over and dragged it to the shore.

He Yu's gray robe was already tattered and tattered. Just looking at her clothes, she looked like a golden elixir monk, but she was like an ordinary beggar. Her breathing was still stable, and she should be fine. She had shining water droplets on her long eyelashes. Her face was still pale and she was wet, looking particularly down and fragile.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of this former disciple now, there was no sign of murder suspect, Qi Xiu felt mixed feelings. The other party's desire to ask the Tao has always been radical and firmer than himself. He ignored the danger of his life and entered the merit monument to find opportunities. It is pure and cold, and he only did it for the great way. The previous behavior of visiting treasures in Heihe River was more utilitarian, but now he is hard to say hatred and he is even more revenge.

Thinking of the Nangong family's plot against him and the role he played in it, he felt a little guilty.

"It's just right, this place should be able to avoid Nangong's eyes and ears. Why not tell him what Nangong Zhi's arrangement is to see if he can find a way out." He was determined, but he was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too long, so he snatched a handful of water and poured it on his face.

"Ahem"

After about six or seven handfuls of water, He Yu finally woke up, but immediately began to cough violently, his body arched again, curled up on the ground like a big prawn.

"How do you feel? Where is there any injuries?"

Seeing that his condition seemed to be bad, I asked Jingxin.

He Yu looked up at this time, his eyes met, his pupils were scattered, and he seemed to be confused, as if he didn't recognize him. He Yu was also in the hall of the Lord of Jixia City Mansion. He originally thought that he was caused by injury, but now he seems to have some mental problems.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?"

Suppressed the bitterness and waited until He Yu's eyes slightly regained their spirits before he heard a greeting from him, "Senior Brother, the leader."

"Long story, I don't care about the holidays between the Nangong family and you, I will only tell you..."

Just as he was talking, He Yu suddenly got up, his hands kept fumbled on his body, "My storage bag, where is my storage bag?"

He crazily touched his whole body, but couldn't find the storage bag. He ignored Qi Xiu, who was stunned by his side, rushed to the Merit Monument and wanted to go in and look for it.

"Does the idiot even want his life for some foreign objects?"

Seeing him like this now, he was simply not a normal person. He quickly suppressed his regret and ran over to stop him. He was still weak and ran away. He was staggering and staggering. He was about to grab his collar, but he thought he was like an eye behind his head, lowering his head and slid over.

"how?"

He didn't catch one hand and his body was tilting forward. He Yu had already circled around him like a top, but he didn't look like he was sick just now. He was still wondering, and he had been stabbed by a sharp and hard object on the back of his neck.

The death of Wang Huxi, An Siyan, Xi Yu and others instantly appeared in front of them, the strange blood hole...

I understand everything, but unfortunately it's too late...

It was not too late that the sharp and hard thing was pierced halfway and suddenly stuck in the skin. The force was transmitted to the entire head, neck and upper body. Qi Xiu, who was already unstable in the center of gravity, fell forward. At the same time, he heard He Yu expressing an unexpectedly light ejaculation behind him.

"You are the murderer"

He shouted out a fact that he had suspected but had been unwilling to accept in his subconscious mind. He did not care about the severe pain and blood loss on the back of his neck, and kept rolling in the swamp, avoiding the subsequent attacks of this villain.

"Hehe..." He Yu let out a strange laugh like a jackal, his tongue kept sweeping his upper lip, looking like he was about to eat. His index finger on his right hand had no trace of blood and flesh, leaving only a finger bone with a metallic silvery luster, and the tip of the front was stained with blood.

"Why why?"

The will to live drove me to keep rolling, avoiding the attacks that He Yu pounced on like a falcon again and again. He felt heartache, and there was a burst of severe pain in the injured part of the back of his neck. His mind was in chaos, and he could only ask why.

Without an answer, He Yu seemed to be disdainful of answering. He smiled grimly and then, waving the cold finger spurs, which were shining directly into the vital world, and his heart was pierced.

"Why, why..."

There was no way to hide,' with a pounce, he fell into the swamp water where the two of them were staying when they rescued He Yu, and was stimulated by the cold water again. His mind became clearer and he immediately re-judged his strength.

"My skin is made up of three types of cortex, ape, snake, and human, which is much tougher than human skin, so his first attack did not pierce. Since that's the case, why should I be afraid of being like this? Moreover, I have been refining my body for many years, and my physical strength seems to be not below him..."

In short, I have to fight to the point. I figured out these two points, looked at the opportunity of He Yu jumping over, and instead of retreating, I used Guji's first version of the [Spirit Monkey Body Technique] to use the body technique that can be used purely with physical strength, blocked his hands in front of his chest, and grabbed the other party's wrists.

"Well……"

He Yugang was still very proud. Now his hands were being controlled and he subconsciously wanted to break free. The two of them pulled and fought, and they all fell into the swamp water. No matter how they twisted and fought, no matter how they bit their teeth and kicked, Qi Xiu's hands were like iron shackles, and they didn't move at all.

The Jindan monk who was tall and tall in the past, the dragon among people has now become a fish that fell into the shallows. The genius hero who sat on the past, and the terror who was traitorous in the past has now become a desperate person in the market. The love, hate, and love of the past is now nothing to say. Either you die or I live.

The storm was rolling in the water, and the breath he exhaled could directly spray on the other person's face. He had become two clay figures. Only the eyes that were red-blooded were still bright. Qi Xiu's eyes were painful and angry, while He Yu was greedy and mad.

After a long stalemate, He Yu's strength began to weaken, and his eyes also showed panic. It seemed that his ability was to set up a sneak attack, and there was the bone spur, that's all.

"Why?" Qi Xiu, who was standing on the wind, calmed down and asked these three words calmly again. He asked more force in his hand, accompanied by a sharp sound, and He Yu's wrist was broken.

It was also connected to the broken hand of flesh and blood. The bone spur that had taken countless lives slowly turned backwards and pointed at He Yu's own heart.

"No, don't, don't Senior Brother Qi, Senior Brother the Head..."

He Yu didn't seem to feel that it was painful to break his hand, but he must have understood that the strength of strength had changed, so he simply gave up resisting. The villain's appearance was undoubtedly revealed. From the madness of killing people and killing lives to the humbleness of shaking his tail and begging for life, there was no need to be excessive in the middle and start to please.

"You spare me, spare me, I was wrong. I was just obsessed with money."

"Due to the little affection you have in the past, I will definitely give you a good reward."

"For the sake of Senior Brother Zhang, Master Kan and other old friends, you can just go around my life."

"The senior brother of the sect went south to ten people, and you and me were the only ones left. If you kill me, you are alone."

Every word of pleading is heard in Qi Xiu's ears, and the paintings of the past are like thousands of arrows that kill the heart, almost fainting.

"I'll ask you one last question." The bone spurs were ripped into pieces and pointed at He Yuxin's mouth, "What kind of avenue must be killed to get it."

There was no earth-shaking roar, no heart-wrenching reprimand, and he calmed down and asked slowly in the coldest and calmest tone.

"Hehe, it's nothing more than a brain-eroding soul-sucking technique and nourishing oneself. It's very simple, I'll pass it on..."
To be continued...