Holy Father

Chapter 29

Other monks also came together one after another, standing on the narrow stone slab and looking at the strange pool of blood. This time they learned their lesson and did not touch the flowers in the pool rashly, even though the flowers were clean and even exuded a holy fragrance. Light, but often the most innocuous things are the deadliest.

"It's very similar to salicurus, also called sea cauliflower, but the stamens of salicurus are bright yellow." Lan Qinyu also chose the word "heaven".

Li Mengli, a disciple of Baihuamen who was beside her, asked, "Then these are varieties of salicylic flowers?" She knelt down to look at those sacred flowers, and wanted to pick one up to have a look, but she was thinking of her for her own life. He didn't move, but looked at Xie Feiwang, who also wanted to find out, and showed a sweet smile, "Is there any way for you to get it, fellow Daoist Xie?"

She was sweet and lovely, and most men would have a good impression of her.

"What's so difficult about picking it up?" Jie Feiwang couldn't feel the charm of her smile at all, and took out a pair of chopsticks to pick up a flower. After the flower left the water, the roots that were originally small and short grew wildly , quickly entangled and spread on the chopsticks, Jie Fei threw them back into the water together with the chopsticks without blinking, stood up and said indifferently, "This flower also seems to love flesh and blood very much."

Li Mengli almost felt nauseous imagining how the monks would be entangled by countless green roots, she quickly stepped back a few steps, fearing that the roots would fly up.

The faces of other monks also had different degrees of discoloration, but one person stood out more and more, "I want to take one back to study."

Qu Wuxi looked over and saw that he was a medical trainee. He was clean and tidy, with a mild temperament to the point of being weak, like a powerless scholar, about 23 or [-] years old, with a medicine bag on his shoulder. Clothes in off-white tones have a low sense of presence.

"Junior Brother Jiang, this flower is extremely evil." Yan Zhen, who is also in the Valley of Holy Medicine, reminded.

"I'll be careful." Jiang Yusheng, known as Junior Brother Jiang, smiled reassuringly at Yan Zhen. The seemingly weak person became extremely persistent when encountering interesting materials. He controlled the bottle with spiritual power, I sucked a flower in from a distance, and then retracted it, but nothing happened.

"Hey, what's that over there?!" Li Mengli looked at the stone pillar on the far right in surprise, "Is it a shark?"

The monks heard the voice and looked over there in unison. The merman half-sat on the stone pillar and turned his head to slowly burst into a bewildering smile, then opened his mouth slightly, but there was no sound, as if he was singing a pantomime, but The invisible sound waves have already confused everyone.

"come over."

The familiar deep voice spread out in Xie Feiwang's ears, but at the same time he heard the sound of the wake-up bell, and he knew it was just an illusion. In the illusion, Qu Wuxi was calling him across the lake pavilion. Layers of gauze, hazy and ambiguous.

Xie Feiwang didn't move, he thought he had seen through the illusion, but he still couldn't get out, the figure in the pavilion called again, "Still coming?" The voice seemed a little impatient.

Xie Fei was unmoved, and just about to turn around and leave, his dark eyes suddenly widened, and a person exactly like him walked directly through him to the Huxin Pavilion.

Is it my own demons or what?

Just wondering, seeing the fake self lift the veil and enter the pavilion in the center of the lake, he vaguely saw two people inside sitting and drinking together, in an intimate posture, looking in through the veil with endless spring, after a while, the pavilion A low kick and groan came out.

Xie Feiwang pursed his lips and clenched his fists, still standing still, his expression even colder, but his deeply frowned brows revealed his displeasure.

In a haze, Xie Feiwang saw that he ripped off Qu Wuxi's clothes, pressed him on the low table, made obscene gestures to him, said all humiliating and violent words, and pinched Qu Wuxi's chin and raised his hand. Pick up the jug and spill it.

Knowing that both of them are fake, Xie Feiwang still can't stand the fake self doing such rude and shameless things to Qu Wuxi.

Even so, he was still extremely calm, just staring fixedly at the Huxin Pavilion. After a while, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, folded his palms together and recited the Heart Sutra silently. After a while, the unbearable screams in the pavilion became smaller and smaller until they disappeared. Feiwang opened his eyes again, and his eyes returned to normal. He looked down and saw that he was still standing where he was, and one step ahead was the pool of blood.

He looked back, Qu Wuxi was still on the spot and didn't move at all. Although he hadn't woken up yet, he could see that the phantom was useless to him.

Jie Feiwang glanced around and saw that some people had fallen into the water, so he flew over to pick them up, then the problem came, if he didn't get rid of the white flower cultivator, he would die, but the root system of the white flower couldn't be pulled out, so if he just cut it off The roots are still invading the monks' bodies. Even if they are not in danger, the roots will be destroyed after they wake up.

There may be other ways, but time is running out, Xie Fei decisively cut off the roots. These roots look fragile, but they are not easy to cut.

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Qu Wuxi only felt pain everywhere. When he opened his eyes, what he felt was a dark cave, the pungent smell of blood, and then the sound of dripping water. The dripping water was his own blood, flowing down drop by drop. , converging into a pool of blood under his feet.

When Qu Wuxi moved, he might have heard the sound of the chains when his limbs were missing, but he still took a leisurely look at the dreamy fluorescent mushrooms growing around the cave, and then slowly lowered his head to appreciate the reflection of the young ignorant in the blood pool. face, although only half of it seems to be left...

When I was a teenager, I still had to work hard and starve my body...

Even if the memories were unbearable, he didn't want to belittle himself, and he wouldn't let these things destroy his self-cultivation. He closed his eyes calmly, and the illusion disappeared when he opened them again.

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As soon as Qu Wuxi woke up, he looked towards the stone pillar. The mermaid had disappeared. He turned around to see Jie Feiwang and then rescued him, and said with a smile, "You woke up earlier than me."

"Hmm." Xie Feiwang's ears were red and he avoided Qu Wuxi's sight with a guilty conscience. He pinched a wind trick and threw the white flowers back into the blood pool one by one. Only in the blood pool would they stay still.

Then some monks woke up, and some of them who didn't wake up may never wake up again, and the monks who fell into the water earlier were caught in the underwater coffins, and they couldn't die anymore. Those coffins seemed to be left for them Yes, there is the monk's name on it.

Xie Feiwang's method of saving people is easy to be criticized by others. Before these people found out the truth, Qu Wuxi dragged Xie Feiwang and flew to the dragon chair.

The dragon chair was resplendent and magnificent, Xie Feiwang walked around the dragon chair, pointed to the dragon chair, "Looking for someone to sit on?"

"Ok?"

"It just so happens that we have a dragon."

"Okay." Qu Wuxi couldn't pay attention, only the dragon chair in this place was suspicious, and it might be able to touch the formation.

Xie Feiwang dug out his sleeve and threw a clown dragon onto the dragon chair. The clown dragon raised his head and roared at Jie Feiwang's threat. At this moment, nine beams of light erupted on the nine-story platform In a circle, the tabletop dropped at a rapid speed, Qu Wuxi wanted to fly, but his spiritual power was suppressed.

"Wait a while." Xie Feiwang said as he quickly stuffed the clown dragon back into his sleeve, "This scene won't last long, and we will be suppressed because of the reason we are in it."

By then they were all in the water.

Qu Wuxi's clothes were already stained with water while his mind was spinning. He lowered his head and saw a big hole in the water, which was obviously the way forward. The surrounding water converged towards them, and those deadly flowers also rushed over. At this time, thorny vines as big as arms spread out from the coffin, Qu Wuxi thought for a while, rather than getting entangled with these things, he might as well give it a go.

He pulled Xie Feiwang back and dived into the big underwater hole. Jie Feiwang understood, and the two of them sank into the big hole like fish in water.

But the thorny vines didn't want them to pass, ten or twenty followed them closely, and Xie Feiwang repeatedly slashed with his sword so as not to be entangled.

Qu Wuxi didn't make a move, and the Zangfeng Sword was very weak against things without souls and inner alchemy, so he was only responsible for leading Jie Fei to swim. The further downstream, the more frightened Qu Wuxi became. The colder it was, the thorny vines didn't come after me after swimming for an unknown amount of time, but they suddenly exploded and entangled each other and blocked them in the cave, stretching out a small whisker to shake them as if they had succeeded in a trick.

It is not easy to break through to the third level of the seventh grade of the thorn vine according to the depth they swim down.

Qu Wuxi stopped floating in the water, but the water here is clear water, "Go further downstream."

"En." Jie Fei nodded, but he felt a little cold, and frowned subconsciously. Seeing this, Qu Wuxi remembered the tail he had. Those dragons and snakes would hibernate, especially when the temperature was extremely low. The original response of the organism.

Shouldn't...

Qu Wuxi pressed his forehead to send spiritual power to Xie Feiwang, "I still don't know the situation here, don't fall asleep."

"...But I feel cold." Xie Feiwang was very honest, and he didn't want to lie to Qu Wuxi that he would not fall asleep.

Qu Wuxi hesitated for a moment, "Come here."

"...!?" Before Xie Feiwang could react, he was gently pulled over, Qu Wuxi's lips were close to cover without warning, his whole body trembled, and he unconsciously opened his mouth.

Xie Feiwang's reaction was exactly what Qu Wuxi wanted. He didn't have to kiss him, he just got closer, took a breath of fresh air from the one he hadn't touched, and then backed away. He was also stunned, his hands and feet were stiff from blushing to his neck.

Even if he really kissed him, Qu Wuxi, who has a mature heart, would not feel embarrassed. He explained the same as usual, "With the breath of fire, you won't be so cold that you hibernate."

"...Well." Jie Fei nodded in a daze. If he thought about it now, he would know that Qu Wuxi's words were very flawed, but at this moment he could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat beating the drum, and forgot all his thoughts. .

Looking at Xie Feiwang's innocent reaction, he felt that he had taken advantage of him for no reason, and squeezed his hand happily, holding him and continuing to swim downstream.

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The monks standing on the pool of blood became irritable.

"Xie Feiwang, is this saving me or harming me?!"

"Who wants him to meddle in his business! What's the difference between me and trash now?"

"If there is a chance, it can be rebuilt..."

Lan Qinyu looked at the pool, "Let's think about how to get out of here." After Zi Qu Wuxi and Xie Feiwang dived to the bottom, the dragon chair surfaced again.

"What else can I do?" Li Qing looked at the thorny vines and white flowers that filled the pool with disgust.

A figure emerged from the water, carrying a huge sword, dressed in black, with a stern face, his eyes like a lone wolf swept across Li Qing like a blade, Li Qing was silenced as if being strangled by the neck and backed away a few times step.

"Gu Daoyou, how are you?" Yan Zhen from the Holy Medicine Valley asked, she knew that Gu Xingtian from Jianyuanmen was taciturn and easy-going, if he didn't take the initiative to ask, he really wouldn't say anything.

"I can't help it." The man dropped these words coldly and walked back. Every step he took was calm and powerful, as if he wanted to return to the original place and take another road.

The disciples of Jianyuanmen followed Gu Xingtian back without even thinking about it. Gu Xingtian is the chief of their younger generation and they are also the target of catching up. His decision is naturally right.