My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

The bottomless abyss was endless, and the turbid, dark yellow turbidity gradually thickened, making it difficult to see clearly.

Chu Zhou, who fell down after receiving the sword energy from the demon girl, has already suffered multiple concussion injuries to the meridians in his body.

The golden ray, whose life was intertwined, was almost destroyed again, and he was also implicated, his lungs were not breathing well, and his spirit sank to the bottom.

The cultivation base of that witch is really sensational, if the suzerain hadn't sacrificed his life to save her, she probably would have died under that finger.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help worrying about the suzerain's injury and Luo Luo above, wondering if they could deal with it.

But at the moment of life and death, he has no time to care about others. If he continues to fall, he will definitely die without life.

Chu Zhou still wanted to muster up his remaining strength, forcefully sacrificed the golden ray, and Yujian flew back to the top, but he didn't expect that the turbid air had already invaded his body.

To a monk, the turbid air, which was like a deadly poison, unknowingly caused the spiritual power in his body to lose control, no matter how much he urged it, there was no response.

It has not yet reached the consecration period, unable to walk against the wind, and the spiritual power is not in control, so it is difficult to perform sword control skills.

Chu Zhou's heart was icy cold, the only way to go on like this is death!
The wind was blowing in the face, and the surroundings were not too far away, it was full of fog and turbid air, and it was difficult to distinguish the sky and the earth hanging upside down.

At this moment Chu Zhou suddenly fell silent, and the scenes of the past ten years came to his mind.

The moment when time travel came, as if it was yesterday.

When he first entered the world of cultivating immortals, he originally had lofty ambitions, but he suffered terribly under the blow of reality.

In a world where the strong are respected, talent is especially important.

All living beings can see the freedom to soar into the sky, but they can only helplessly fall into the dust.

Unwilling, numb, decadent, resigned to fate.

He has worked hard day and night for ten years, but he couldn't even break through the first level of cultivation. Chu Zhou was also unwilling at that time, but he almost resigned to his fate.

But when he was most desperate, the system awakened and turned around, those so-called talents of Tianjiao were no longer worth mentioning in front of him.

It was Chu Zhou, who was full of spirit and had completely integrated into this world, who wanted to pursue the true meaning of detachment and take a look at the scenery above the sky.

Unexpectedly, there is no such thing as good or bad, and everything is vain in front of the real strong.

Closing his eyes, Chu Zhou felt calm.

Although these ten years are short, they are hundreds of times better than the previous life, and it is worth it.

"Ah... help—life—"

Intermittent cries for help came to his ears from below, interrupting Chu Zhou's calm state of mind, and he opened his eyes to look down.

Below a hundred feet, the turbid air gathers and disperses like clouds and mist, and there is a delicate figure looming.

It was a little white person with a skirt of green leaves, the leaf hat had been blown away, and he was holding a piece of linden tree root, and he was falling slowly but unstoppably.

Bodhizi, who heard the dragon chant and fled, is as mysterious as it is, and is also affected by the turbidity, so can't he escape?
As they gradually approached, Chu Zhou could see more and more clearly that Bodhizi's body had lost a lot of luster, and the exposed skin had begun to turn yellow.

That is the impact of the turbid air entering the body.

As if hearing the wind from above, Bodhizi looked up.

Seeing that it was the hateful human cultivator who wanted to snatch the leaves, Bodhizi's teary eyes immediately became wary, and he stopped asking for help.

"Hmph, it's all caused by your greed, you deserve it! Even if you were going to die, you must have fallen to the bottom before me." Bodhizi hugged the tree root with one hand, wiped his tears with the other, and said angrily.

Chu Zhou didn't answer the words. Indeed, as it said, he fell faster. Maybe he would die in the turbid air without falling to the bottom.

This little guy grew up on the edge of the cliff well, and when he met them and a group of monks, he really suffered a disaster without reason.

Finally, Chu Zhou was only one step away from the bodhi seed, and when he was about to pass by, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and pinched the bodhi seed in his hand.

"What are you doing? You greedy human being, let me go!" Bodhizi was terrified.

At this time, affected by the turbidity, it can't use its spiritual power. With its palm-sized body, how can it resist?

Is it possible to die in the belly of this human first?

Bodhizi felt sad and cried loudly.

However, at the next moment, it felt that it was suddenly lightened, and it flew up in the opposite direction as if it was weightless.

Surprised, it opened its tears-blurred eyes. It saw that the human race boy was facing up, and he just retracted his right hand that was swung outwards, showing a kind smile to it.

Between life and death, he used his last strength to help himself?
Bodhizi looked at the boy who was falling faster, in astonishment, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

It stretched out its right index finger downward, and a mysterious clear light came out of the body, catching up with Chu Zhou like lightning and flint, and blending into the center of his brow.

At the same time, Bodhizi quickly flew to the top of the abyss with the help of this counter-push force.

At this time, Bodhizi lying on the root of the tree seemed to have suffered a serious illness, his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"If you want to save face and suffer, life will be difficult in the future."

I hope you can escape this calamity, unknown human youth.

That ray of clear light just now was part of its own source, no matter whether Chu Zhou survived or not, it was still a favor to him.

However, Bodhizi himself was eroded by the turbid air, and the source was forcibly stripped away. The foundation of the Dao has been damaged. Even if he can escape from birth, he will have to hide and practice hard.

Miserable too.