apocalyptic cave life

At this time, Yunjiu was having a hard time even mobilizing the spiritual power to protect her body, so she could only squeeze Shen Yuan tightly, without the slightest strength to fight back.

The second sword light was sharper, and it was indeed stronger than the last one. A shriek that tore through the air was wrapped in the air, and the cyan and blue sword qi intersected again, and there was another dull blunt sound. ring.

Barely visible debris flew around, and the sword in Yunjiu's hand seemed to be unable to withstand the damage, but it also seemed to be peeling off layers of dirt to restore its original appearance.

Yunjiu used her spiritual strength and body to carry it hard, but couldn't hold it back, she let out a muffled grunt, and more blood flowed from her mouth.

Ji Li watched coldly, changed his gestures, and uttered the same word: "Cut!"

The third sword!

When the two swords collided, there was a faint sound of metal, and Yunjiu, who was too late to be happy, immediately saw the fourth sword fall, the pressure of Mount Tai was nothing more than that, the blue light was domineering, but there was such coercion, because Yunjiu's internal organs had been injured, The consequences of the Yuanshen being wounded.

After five sword strikes, Yunjiu could no longer maintain the posture of standing in the air, and her body fell obliquely downward.

Ji Li still didn't stop, Qing Hong and others, bit Yunjiu tightly, the sixth sword!The seventh sword! !The eighth sword! ! !

Every time the sword was approaching, Yunjiu tried her best to make the most powerful part of the sword light collide with Shen Yuan, and the points of the connecting line were violently shaken away by the sword energy one by one.

It never occurred to me that such a stupid person as Zhang Shu could find the ancient magic weapon, and he would rely on this magic weapon, the flying sword, to survive time and time again.

"cut!!"

The voice of urging her to die was blurred, but what emerged in Yunjiu's mind was Zhang Shu's angry voice, "Aren't you going to leave? Hurry up!".

actually want to leave...

"cut!!!"

The blood dripped out from the pores of Yunjiu's body, and the whole person was shrouded in the blood mist. His eyes were no longer clear, and there was only the last trace of divine sense left. When the ninth sword light fell, he exhausted his last strength, Facing the tip of Shen Yuan's sword in his hand.

Even if you die, it won't make you happy!

"when--"

A roar like a dragon's chant rose up into the sky, and Shen Yuan's heavy restrictions were all broken with this sound. In the Conferred God War thousands of years ago, the majestic spiritual power that was enough to fight side by side with the stars and immortals became real. Waves of sea tides are born from the sky, with the sword body as the center, rushing straight to all directions!

The whole world seemed to suddenly sink into the vast ocean, and everything was oscillating with the tide.

Ji Li's complexion changed, he turned around and flew away, but in an instant he was thrown by a huge wave, like a small stone being smashed hard towards the mountain peak, his body flashed with aura, and he kept trying to protect himself, but there was nothing As a result, he was finally pushed hard against the cliff wall, spurting out a big mouthful of blood, breaking countless bones, and fell down like a mortal, paralyzed on the ground and unable to move.

The grass and trees on the ground were down, and his vision was unobstructed, so Ji Li saw Yunjiu lying in a patch of weeds covered in blood, only the vegetation within three feet of Yunjiu's body was safe and sound.

A white hilt—a flying sword whose body is as blue as the deep sea stands quietly in the air one foot above Yunjiu. Although the tide-like sword energy has lost the power of destroying heaven and earth just now, it still continues It poured out from the ground, with no intention of stopping at all.

At this time, Ji Li certainly knew that the sword in Yunjiu's hand was not a sixth-grade flying sword, it far surpassed the current classification of magic weapons by immortal cultivators, such a magical weapon that should not exist in this world, how could it Fall into Yunjiu's hands?

It was too late to regret, Ji Li couldn't move a single bit, his limbs and bones were shattered, and the spiritual power in his body was scattered and disorderly, so he could only watch in vain the countless rays of light flying towards him from the sky.

And under Yunjiu's beautiful eyelashes, the eyes that would make people lose their mind at first glance lost the last gleam of light, leaving only a chaotic darkness, and all over the body, only the hem of the clothes and hair that were stained with blood and caressed by the tide Still rippling gently, as if sinking in the bottom of the deep sea, lifeless.

This place is only more than a hundred miles away from Mount Shu, and within a short time, hundreds of disciples from Mount Shu came, and even two elders from Mount Shu arrived.

The ancient treasures of the Conferred God Wars are so enviable. With the power of Shushan, no other sect of cultivators dared to risk their lives to seize the treasure. Shen Yuan was brought back to Shushan by the elders as Yunjiu expected. The half-dead Ji Li and... the corpse of Yunjiu.

"what!!!"

As soon as Zhang Shu sat up, he stretched out his hand to cover his waist.

it hurts!It's like someone tore the skin off! !

Lifting the clothes and touching them, Zhang Shu touched the blood on his hands: "What's going on!?"

A voice sounded from the side: "After all, I still can't... Forget it, forget it, those who can't keep it will go, go..."

Zhang Shu turned his head and saw that the young man he met in the market was sitting next to him. He had a face in his 20s and a young voice, but what came out of his eyes seemed to have witnessed the rise and fall of the sun for thousands of years. Vicissitudes, exhaustion.

"you……"

With a flash of blue light, a flying sword quietly floated on the young man's knees sitting cross-legged. Although all the copper rust on the sword was gone, Zhang Shu still recognized it at a glance.

"Shen Yuan!?"

Immediately: "Where is Yunjiu!? Why is Shen Yuan here with you!? What did you do to Yunjiu!?"

"Sure enough, you brought Shen Yuan from the mortal world."

The young man sighed leisurely, and with a move of his hand, Shen Yuan disappeared, but a dark red bead appeared out of thin air at that position, he pushed it with one hand, and the bead flew towards Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu caught it subconsciously, and heard him say: "You are in my cave, where time is still, and I will help you fuse the demon core and form your own golden core."

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Shu quietly.

Zhang Shu followed Yunjiu's instructions for all his cultivation. He did whatever Yunjiu asked him to do. Yunjiu never told him that cultivation is divided into Qi refining, foundation building, alchemy formation, Yuanying, and transformation of spirits... ...Wait, how did he know what the term "Golden Elixir" means?

One out of 1 mortals may not have a spiritual root, and only one with a spiritual root can embark on the path of cultivating immortals. If the cultivators who enter the path of cultivating immortals rely on their own understanding, there may be one or two out of 1. able to build foundations.

And forming a golden elixir, for a casual cultivator without a home or a family, is the greatest pursuit in life. Without opportunities, it is impossible to achieve it by hard work alone.

In the eyes of the people in front of him, Zhang Shu is just a casual cultivator. Although the spiritual power in his body is several times stronger than that of the same foundation builder, he is still a casual cultivator. It is also out of reach to form a golden core.

Although the Yaodan was given to Zhang Shu after being refined by Yunjiu, but Zhang Shu was not strong enough to fuse it, even if the fusion was successful, he would be backlashed by the Yaodan. For his own things, Zhang Shu will undoubtedly die.

Once the transformation is successful, Zhang Shu is equivalent to having a golden elixir without training, and directly enters the alchemy stage.

The help that the young man said to Zhang Shu was a great opportunity for other casual cultivators. I don’t know how many lifetimes of blessings they have accumulated in exchange for it, but Zhang Shu didn’t understand it, so naturally he didn’t know how rare it was. The face looked at him inexplicably.

Seeing his clear gaze, the young man laughed at himself in a trance: "You can't penetrate, you can't see through, delusions come without a trace, and go without a trace... You help others without asking for anything in return, but I still count on your thanks. His heart is not as good as that of a child."

After a while, I cleared my mind and said: "I am Yunjiu's friend, he is now in this Yuanyuan Pearl in your hand, if you want to see him or save him, you must first raise your cultivation level to the level of alchemy , to find the way."

Zhang Shu looked terrified, held the bead and looked at it in doubt, and said angrily, "Why did you hurt him!?"

"I was clearly saving him!" The young man was furious, and then he felt out of control again, suppressed his emotions and said with a wry smile: "Yes, you are right, I did harm him. Jie... But, if you don't listen to me, your life will die today, how can you save him? If you want to save him, you must first be able to survive, and then form an alchemy, understand?"

How could Zhang Shu's mind understand it, jumped up and wanted to leave here, and then found that the surroundings were full of emptiness, boundless, and he and this strange person were on an island floating in the air, said to be an island, and there was another place below. There is no water, not to mention water, there is not even a trace of cloud.

There is a tomb on the island, the tombstone has no words, and there is nothing else.

The more Zhang Shu looked at it, the more he felt that it was unreal. Is this a dream or a hallucination?

After walking a few steps, the hot feeling rushed out from the dantian again, the skin and flesh seemed to be roasted on the fire, and it hurt so badly, Zhang Shu fell to his knees unsteadily.

"You... what did you do to Yunjiu!? Let me out!! Shen Yuan gave it to you, I don't want it anymore! Since you have already got it... you got it, let Yunjiu go!!"

The young man didn't explain that he didn't kill people to seize the treasure. He walked up to Zhang Shu and raised his hand. Zhang Shu straightened up as if being supported by someone.

"How did Yunjiu teach you to refine qi? You should continue to refine qi as usual, don't give birth to thoughts, don't give birth to desires, rather—quiet—quiet—relax—"

Each of the last four words was slowly uttered, turning around long and hard without rest, pushing Zhang Shu's resisting consciousness into his own sea of ​​energy, and the body involuntarily relaxed with the syllable "loose".

……

On a rare sunny day, the sun slanted in from the window frame without glass, and the heavy sweaty smell in the warehouse was dissipated a little. Feel warm.

By the looks of it, it's bound to snow in January.

A few people stood at the door of the warehouse and stomped their feet, seizing this little opportunity to bask in the long-lost sun.

"You said, we don't have much to eat, and the zombies don't have much meat. We will starve to death, will the zombies?"

"How can you still die after you die!"

"It's true... I really don't expect it."

"When the farm has a harvest next year, things will get better."

A burst of gunshots interrupted their chat, and several people looked towards the bridge where the gunshots were fired in a very ordinary way: "Here it is again!"

"No matter how fast the mutated zombie runs, it can always be beaten to death, but do you remember, what exactly was that one that passed in the river a while ago?"

"Hey! These days, I believe in water ghosts!"

"It's been a while ago! Didn't one come from outside last night? It was clean, and it came looking for someone. It didn't go out, and the person was gone! If you want me to say that there must be a mutation in the containment area, it will be quietly at night." Drag people away!"

"scare!"

"Shut up! Don't you see that kid's delicate features? He looks good. He must be taken somewhere else at night."

Several people bumped into each other's eyes, and when they saw two soldiers walking by, they hurriedly dispersed.

At this moment, there was a flash of light in the warehouse with few people. No one noticed where the light came from. It was brighter than the sunlight falling from the hazy clouds. A person appeared in the side aisle, who just happened to be mentioned, Zhang Ye's brother, Zhang Shu.