I am the Snake Taoist

As the two fell to the ground, the Water Dirt Thunder on the ground appeared to dry up.

This technique required a large amount of thunder seeds. The thunder seeds from the previous Water Dirt Thunder were used to paralyze the four people's bodies, leaving very few.

Qin Qiu squeezed dry all the Water Dirt Thunder on the ground to barely support the completion of the Heart Thunderstorm.

Qin Qiu panted heavily. Manipulating the thunder seeds within others' bodies consumed a great amount of baleful aura, and Qin Qiu's baleful aura was somewhat depleted.

He glanced around, and Wu Lanling was now only left with half of her body.

Her wide eyes were still staring venomously in the direction where Qin Qiu had been standing.

Looking at Wu Lanling's lower body, which had turned into minced meat, it was probably stepped on by the two from the Medicine Hall when they advanced.

Pink mist filled his eyes, and Qin Qiu kept searching back and forth within the courtyard.

Relying on the Myriad Dharma Immortal Maiden's sensitivity to the Divine Molt, Qin Qiu quickly locked his gaze on the side room where he had once lived.

After digging and searching through the ruins, he finally found a scroll under the bed board.

Feeling the joyous emotions transmitted from the Myriad Dharma Immortal Maiden, it was clear that this was the Divine Molt.

“Boom!”

A huge fist smashed towards the back of Qin Qiu's head, smashing a deep pit in the original ground.

Qin Qiu, with the help of the snake bone, jumped into the air.

Looking back upside down, it was actually the two brothers from the Medicine Hall.

At this moment, apart from being covered in blood, the two were no different from before. Even their injuries had disappeared.

Qin Qiu put the Divine Molt into his treasure, looking at these two humanoid monsters: "I didn't expect you to have such rapid recovery ability. Even if your heart is gone, you can grow a new one."

That's right, Qin Qiu saw a newly grown heart beating from the holes in their chests.

After running for about dozens of miles, two loud noises came from behind.

Qin Qiu looked back and saw two huge humanoid corpses lying on the ground, rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the muscles became dry and withered, like dead wood in autumn, as if they would break with a light touch.

Qin Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't kill them, and he couldn't hurt them.

Like two cockroaches with strong vitality, although they couldn't hurt him, they were disgusting.

Just as Qin Qiu's spirit slightly relaxed, a pressure came from the direction of Xi City.

Qin Qiu's face changed slightly, and the shadow under his feet began to expand, turning into a huge snake head that swallowed Qin Qiu.

At the end, faintly, Qin Qiu heard a few words: "Kill... me... son... Medicine Hall..."

And so, the Black Snake hid underground for more than a month.

During this time, Qin Qiu didn't even dare to let the Black Snake move.

Now Qin Qiu was extremely grateful that he had created the Black Snake using the Spirit Baleful Transformation Method at the Medicine Canon.

Indeed, outside, being able to fight wasn't important; being able to run was!

During this month, Qin Qiu could feel the pressure above sweeping back and forth five times, and even the ground was plowed twice by baleful aura.

In the recent ten days or so, the movement above gradually decreased, and now it had been the fourth day of silence above.

Qin Qiu began to control the Black Snake to travel underground.

The profundity of the Witch Vein's methods was indeed beyond reach. Qin Qiu had hidden under their noses for a month without being discovered.

Randomly choosing a direction, the Black Snake ran for hundreds of miles.

Qin Qiu controlled the Black Snake to slowly poke its head out, carefully sensing the surroundings with the characteristics of his spiritual body.

Discovering that there were no traces of human cultivators, Qin Qiu climbed out of the snake's belly.

At this moment, Qin Qiu's body was completely exhausted of baleful aura, and he couldn't even do the most basic baleful aura travel.

Just as Qin Qiu was preparing to collapse on the ground to recover his baleful aura, a scent that made his heart tremble rushed into his nose.

“Calamity… calamity aura!”

That's right, this smell was the calamity aura that Qin Qiu hadn't seen for a long time. As long as he found the calamity aura, Qin Qiu could absorb it to recover himself.

If the calamity aura was large, perhaps his cultivation could take another step forward.

Qin Qiu simply distinguished the direction and dragged his tired body step by step towards the calamity aura.

He walked for an hour like this. During this hour, Qin Qiu walked and rested, and even fell down the hillside because he was too weak to walk steadily.

This also caused Qin Qiu's appearance.

Both hands were covered in bloodstains, and the wooden stick used to assist in climbing was covered in blood.

The Taoist robe on his body was tattered, and mud, rotten leaves, and blood were mixed on the Taoist robe, even somewhat dried.

In the distance was a village.

Qin Qiu carefully looked at the village and felt uneasy.

This village was eerily quiet, and it was now dusk, so they should be lighting fires and cooking, but the entire village didn't have a trace of smoke rising.

Qin Qiu chose not to enter the village, but just randomly found a place around, a small broken house that could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

This was the edge where he could sense the calamity aura, and the calamity aura in the sky should be the calamity aura after a disaster, almost completely dissipated.

Qin Qiu could only extract this little bit left to barely recover himself.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Qin Qiu opened his eyes. The calamity aura in the sky had finally dissipated completely. In this half-dissipated, half-absorbed situation, Qin Qiu barely recovered about two-thirds of his own state.

The injuries on his body had already fully recovered with the help of the Fleshly God Immortal's ring, leaving only this blackened blood.

The golden crow shone brightly, and the scorching sun hung in the sky.

After a night of meditation and cultivation, Qin Qiu felt extremely light, and the impact of the battle had basically been eliminated.

The village was still so quiet, so quiet that it didn't even seem like anyone lived there.

Qin Qiu walked in the village, wanting to find some food.

He hadn't eaten for more than a month, and with his cultivation, he couldn't completely abstain from grains.

So he still had to find some food to fill his hunger.

Qin Qiu knocked on doors from house to house, but all that came were silence.

Eerie silence...

But it wasn't that there were no discoveries.

Qin Qiu discovered the existence of some Buddhist baleful aura in the village, vaguely attached to the inside of each household.

Finally, after confirming that no one lived in the village, Qin Qiu didn't care about his image as a Taoist.

After breaking the lock of a relatively luxurious house, he walked straight into it.

For a village in the deep mountains, the so-called luxury was just having one more thatched hut than other people.

Qin Qiu first looked for the object with the Buddhist aura in the house. According to Qin Qiu's feeling, the baleful aura should be attached to a certain item.

Entering the main room, Qin Qiu stared blankly at the room.

He was still thinking about searching carefully, but he didn't expect that the Buddhist item would be placed in the room.

In the very center of the main room, there was a shrine, with red candles and green incense burning, and offerings and tributes arranged.

Clearly, the entire village seemed uninhabited, but the red candles and incense sticks were still burning, as if someone changed them regularly every day.