Raising Evil Spirits

Yahuang.

There are eight deserts, and even through the ages, I don’t know how much I am at a loss. I am in a daze like a big fortune drifting and twisting, and it is accompanied by countless winds and clouds. After all, I opened my eyes.

A few strands of black and white on the ceiling outline the appearance of the roof, just like a brush dipped in ink with a big hand. In the black and white world, the colors seem to be extremely cherished. I wonder if I was fooled by Han Shanshan. Where did my thoughts go. The eyes of the dying wild dog were all black and white.

And this kind of black and white is very simple, just like a few pieces of clothes and straw hats hanging on the eaves, all of which are so simple that I feel unbelievable.

But these visual shocks were not enough to conceal the severe pain in my whole body at the moment, so I couldn't help raising my arm.

At this look, my heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Although this is a human arm, because there are simple bandages everywhere, and the light black liquid coming out, I can't help feeling a tumbling in my stomach.

This may be a burn caused by a person being burned by a flame, and the area covers the entire body.

The things that I see are indeed much simpler and clearer. Perhaps this is the essence of things that the humanoids of Bahuang can see, or what Lingyi sees is the same world.

But these are not the most important things. After regaining my sense of smell, I really smelled a strong herbal smell, and the stench of pus and blood on my body. The owner of this body has experienced a catastrophic burn. I don't know how the idea would fit him like this.

When I sensed this body, I even had the feeling that my soul was going out of my body. I secretly said that this time I was really unlucky to the extreme. Although I knew that I must be a dying person when I cast a trace of my soul in. This look still makes me feel embarrassed.

Bahuang is the only place name Lingyi can remember, and it is also the name given to it by the creatures of the universe.

"Dong Ren! Dong Ren! Are you awake?!"

When my hand hit the bed, it seemed that I heard my movement here. A young woman in her twenties walked in quickly and looked at my condition with a worried expression on her face.

This woman has long flowing hair and a melon-seeded face. In my eyes, she is just like ink and wash. She has been sketched in dozens of strokes by Tiangong, but she has drawn out her delicate and aura.

She looked at me worriedly and checked my situation: "Dongren, are you better?"

"I...what's wrong with me?" The reason why I can understand and speak it out is really because this is the language of the eight wastes learned by Ling Yi's copying. Even though I was born, I finally said it out.

"Have you forgotten? Master crossed the thunder catastrophe. Seeing the ashes and smoke disappear, you rushed up like crazy. Now, Master's soul breaks thunder catastrophe, but you have become the way you are now. Senior sister has applied plaster for you, and you lie down. After seven or eight days, I fainted a few times, suffering unbearable pain, and begged Senior Sister in a daze... Senior Sister, I will send you back to Wangchuan... How can Senior Sister bear you like this? Dong Ren, you can't do this again!" The woman cried out as she spoke.

I looked at her with a wry smile. This woman was pale as a line drawing. This is not a beauty, but every species sees things differently. I am now a person in the Liangyi Universe, and I need to change my aesthetics. That's good, this woman should be extremely beautiful, if you get to the side of the Dao Universe, maybe it's a great beauty.

After brewing, I said: "It's so easy to come back alive, so how can I go to death again? But I was confused before, and now although it is painful, I won't die anymore."

"Okay, okay, you can think so. I have already asked Master's fellow daoists to get the medicine. He promised me that if you don’t die for seven days, he will give us some herbs... Waiting for the senior sister to come and rescue me. You...uuu..." After the young lady said, she seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly took a scoop of water with the spoon next to her: "Dong Ren...Hurry up and drink some water, you just sip it these days. Some, they must be very thirsty."

"Hmm..." I did feel very thirsty, after all, after my soul and thoughts fit my body, my body's feelings will gradually become stronger.

This rebirth of the soul is completely a fight for luck, because with some of the Eight Desolate Immortal powers that Lingyi has acquired, he must have a certain immortal root in the immortal family to accept my soul thoughts, which is to avoid reincarnation to a mortal. Possibility of the body.

Seeing this little girl rushing away in a hurry, I began to sense the various functions of the body, as well as the context of the situation.

After this body was reborn, I became one with him, so the way I look at things is completely different, and even the veins that sense the body are completely different.

The veins of this body are so simple that it can even be described as a flow of air. It is like throwing a strand of black ink into a brush wash filled with clear water. Under my control, this strand of black ink wanders in the brush wash. Among.

It is too weak.

Even if it is the cause of dying, it can be cross-referenced with Ling Yi, and the foundation of this body is not strong.

Fortunately, Cong Ling Yina has copied some of her vein patterns and obtained some inexplicable training formulas. This time, the preparations are finally sufficient. Otherwise, if you come here in a hurry, you simply can't get through with yourself.

This body should be cultivated in the wood system, and the body's recovery ability is pretty good. Otherwise, if you use such a weak physique to hit the sky thunder, it would have been blasted into flying ash. Those who have to withstand the sky thunder, even the Liangyi Universe is no exception.

I don't know at which stage this master is going through the thunder tribulation, but it is certainly not at a very high level, otherwise such a weak body would have long been unable to bear it.

As for what the senior sister said, there is also a lot of information hidden in it, like fainting several times, it is probably because the cultivation technique is full of vitality, which means that it has a certain ability to recover.

Mobilizing the power of this body, the hairspring-like aura did not bring me the resilience enough to reverse, at most I can maintain my injury without getting worse too fast, so the role of external force has become the key to saving me at this moment.

It seems that I still have to count on the senior sister to get the medicine.

Because I was almost unable to move, I could only look at the surrounding environment for a while, and I found that this place was really impoverished, at least one thing that seemed to be valuable was not there, and even the scoop that had just been scooped up was collapsed. Mouthful.

It is not a joke that money is ranked first in the land of financial law, because the way of cultivation lacks money, and it is destined to be bumpy.

Sure enough, when the little sister returned, there were only tears on her face, but she never brought the herbal medicine she was talking about.