Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

After a while, the shadow of the Sophora japonica began to vibrate like a butterfly flapping its wings, and the vibrations became faster and faster, almost turning from the flapping of butterfly wings to the flapping of bee wings.

After a long time, he collapsed to the ground, and the vibration slowly stopped. He said, "The medicine to cure this man's... lung injury needs to be found at the top of Raofeng Cliff... There will be instructions after you go up..."

Huaifucao was beginning to run out of energy, and continued, "I have used up all my energy, and I have to go back. You'll have to rely on yourself from now on... If you feel that your spirit body is becoming erratic and light, and difficult to control... then you can no longer stay in the spirit realm. Don't force yourself to hold on, otherwise it will cause great harm to your body... Remember, there's no need to think, just rely on your intuition..." The voice was very weak, and the figure gradually disappeared in the spirit realm.

Chu Xiaomu was at a loss. He was alone in this strange spiritual world, which made him a little scared.

After gradually calming down, he thought: "Uncle Huai also taught me two methods of asking spirits, I will try them one by one." Then he stretched his hand into the dim colorful light, infused the matter of asking for medicine into his consciousness, and searched for the answer in the spiritual realm.

However, he did not understand many aspects of the method taught by Huai Fucao. Although he could sense many spirits, there was no response. Instead, the spirits did not cooperate with each other, causing obstacles.

After trying seven or eight times, the problem persisted, so he thought: "Uncle Huai has already found out the direction to find the medicine, so I don't need to ask this one. This is much more difficult than finding the trace, so it's normal that I can't learn it right away. There's plenty of time in the future, so it won't be too late to practice slowly."

Thinking that the mystery of the migration of wild bee colonies had not yet been solved, he crossed the woods and gullies and arrived at the beekeeping site on the back mountain of the village.

Chu Xiaomu saw that everything around him was hazy and there were seven or eight beehives hanging quietly on the tree trunks. For a moment he didn't know where to start.

On second thought, there used to be thousands of bees living in the beehive, but now all of them are gone. The spiritual energy there must have changed, so I should be able to ask the spirits on the beehive.

Having made up his mind, he placed his hand on one of the beehives, looking for any signs of changes being pulled by spiritual energy.

Chu Xiaomu tried again and again, and finally a faint colorful light mark appeared on the sixth time, but it disappeared in a moment.

After trying a few more times, I began to have strange feelings. Gradually, I became thoughtless, unconscious, and entered a state of nothingness. I no longer had any feelings of fear, joy, sadness, doubt, confusion, etc.

I just felt that there was something that was as elusive as the breeze, as elusive as running water, flowing fast and slow at my fingertips, sometimes tangled like hundreds of thousands of silk threads, sometimes as smooth as water flowing into a lake or sea, sometimes gathered into a beam, and sometimes scattered... Its wonder cannot be described, and its beauty cannot be described.

I don’t know how long it took, but a stream of colorful light gradually appeared, flickering, sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller, and never disappearing again.

Chu Xiaomu was secretly delighted: "This is the trace-finding technique in the spirit-asking technique. The growth and decline of all things cause the spiritual energy to increase and decrease. As the spiritual energy increases and decreases, it leaves traces of its flow, and the spirit-asking technique can find these traces. Alas, it's just like this..."

Little did he know that without a teacher to point out the way and without magical medicine and stones to help, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to open their hearts, let alone enter the void spirit realm to ask the spirits. What he thought was "nothing more than that", but it took great supernatural powers thousands of years to get it.

Chu Xiaomu walked forward along the stream of light and unexpectedly arrived at the Redwood Slope. The stream of light circled around the tree where the bees were lingering that day, and then headed straight to the north.

He thought to himself: "Sure enough, this is the direction the wild bees flew away. I can't be wrong." He then quickly followed the light, crossing mountains and ridges, crossing streams and ravines, and a cliff hundreds of feet high appeared in front of him. It turned out that he had arrived at Raofeng Cliff.

After the light reached the bottom of the cliff, it went eastward along the cliff wall. After traveling for twenty or thirty miles, it actually penetrated the cliff wall and disappeared.

This cliff is covered with thick vines from top to bottom, which looks like a green waterfall, quite spectacular.

Xiao Mu thought, "There must be something fishy about this place, let's go in and take a look."

After drilling into the thick vines, a several-foot-wide crack appeared inside. The crack twisted and turned, going all the way upward, and the stream of light also followed the crack.

After walking about three or five miles, we suddenly saw a steep stone staircase leading straight to the top of the cliff. There was a stream of light on the top of the cliff, like waves.

Just as he was about to step forward, the surroundings suddenly shook violently, and the spiritual realm gradually darkened until it was pitch black.

I heard someone shouting in my ear, "Xiaomu, Xiaomu, wake up, wake up..." When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Yang Dou who was grabbing my shoulders and shaking me hard.

At this time, the yarrow had burned out, the white smoke slowly dissipated, and he had returned to reality.

Chu Xiaomu came to his senses in a daze and found that it was already dawn.

Yang Dou said anxiously, "Don't ask the spirits yet. We found something rare on the beach."

Chu Xiaomu was startled, and then he realized that except for Yang Dou, everyone else had disappeared, so he hurriedly asked: "Where is Uncle Huai? Where did everyone else go? What rare things did they find?"

Yang Dou pulled him up and said, "After Uncle Huai came out of the spirit realm, he fainted soon after. Huai Xiaomeng and the others have sent him back. Uncle Bai San found a big ship that he had never seen before on the beach, and there were actually several people from the Snow Country. Uncle Bai San sent someone back to the village to report the news, and he happened to meet us. The rest of the people followed him to the beach, and only asked me to look after you here. Let's go over and take a look. I heard that there was blood all over the ship. I'm afraid these people from the Snow Country are bad guys and killed a lot of crew members."

Chu Xiaomu said hurriedly: "This must be the boat that the Snow Countryman named Bai Yixing took. I have been busy these days and forgot to mention this."

Yang Dou said: "These Snow Country people must be strong men who kill and rob. The two sides may have already started fighting."

Chu Xiaomu frowned and said, "Looking at Bai Yixing's clothes and behavior, he shouldn't be a strong man. He got off the boat, but the others didn't. This is very strange..."

Yang Dou said anxiously: "Then let's go over and help. I heard from them that these people from the Snow Country are tall and strong. I'm afraid they can't defeat them."

Chu Xiaomu twisted his butt and said, "Uncle Bai couldn't beat him, so how can we two idiots beat him? We might even lose two lives in vain."

Yang Dou said: "What should we do? You have more ideas than me, so think of a solution quickly."

Chu Xiaomu thought about it for a while and said, "Let's sneak over and just watch from a distance. If the other side has a strong man, we will fight him if we can, otherwise we will have to sneak back home and report the news."

Yang Dou nodded and said, "That's the only way."

After that, the two of them found a way to the east. After walking about 20 to 30 miles, a large group of people suddenly appeared in front of them. Upon closer inspection, they were Bai Shantang and others, and there were seven or eight strangers in the middle. Judging from their clothes, they were all people from the Snow Country.