Chapter 38 Abyss

Legend has it that the world was originally dark. After that, for 48,000 years, there was a giant god Pangu, which opened up heaven and earth and turned into mountains and rivers; after 48,000 years, Nuwa created people.

Legend has it that the first beam of light between heaven and earth is born in the darkest place.

Zhang Xiaofan only felt that his whole body was so cold, cold to the bone marrow, such a kind of cold, as if not only the body, but also the heart was cold, and he was about to die.

But he didn't feel afraid. He didn't have the slightest fear. He just felt tired before, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. Strangely, when he was extremely sleepy and weak, his mind gradually became clear.

It seems that something surrounds him, very gentle and careful, but cold as ice, slowly sucking the heat in his body, and at the same time with a strange comfort feeling, people can't help but want to sleep comfortably like this.

If not, there was a familiar and cold breath in his right hand, rising like a guard master; if not, he suddenly felt that there was a cold and soft hand in his left hand.

He opened his eyes one by one with difficulty in his sleepiness!

That's a beam of light in the eternal darkness!

In the endless and boundless darkness, only in front of Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, a little light quietly lit up. It was a kind of faint, white light, which floated in the dark and wrapped around Zhang Xiaofan, like the most gentle woman, holding his beloved lover and lingering with him.

It was like a burst of light smoke, with some nihilism. In mid-air, beside Zhang Xiaofan's side, it gradually turned into a beautiful and sad face and kissed the teenager's lips!

Between the lips, there is a faint fragrance, a trace of confusion, and some, but only cold!

The cold in my heart!

The fire stick suddenly rose, and the mysterious blue light stood in front of Zhang Xiaofan. The smoke-like white light-lighted beauty face seemed to be a little afraid of it and had to retreat. Zhang Xiaofan shook his body, turned over and got up. Then he was so mean that he lost his voice and exclaimed, "Yin Ling!"

It is said that life is old and death, only the soul is immortal, and at the end of the life, there will be a soul leaving the body, going back and forth, life, life, reincarnation. However, in the world, there are resentment spirits. With the three poisons of greed, anger and infatuation, fear, evil and fear, they are attached to the world, look back on the past, and do not want to be reborn. It is the "Yin spirit".

Of course, the yin spirit is a gloomy thing. Naturally, it likes to live in a wet place. It is dark and wet in the abyss of the dead spirit, and it is not surprising that there are such ghosts. But Zhang Xiaofan had never seen such things in his life. When he was a child, he heard adults say that there were ghosts in the world in Caomiao Village. Later, he heard his brothers say that this was called Yinling on Dazhu Peak, and he was a little afraid. When he suddenly saw it, it was really cold from head to toe.

His call only spread far away in the darkness. In the darkness around him, his voice seemed light. After a long time, a faint echo came back. It was also with his cry, as if he had disturbed something. In the darkness around him, it lit up silently again.

Zhang Xiaofan only felt his heart beat, and then it was as if the heart in his chest had stopped. He held his breath and looked at a faint white light that was almost exactly the same as the ghost just now, which lit up in the darkness in front of him.

Then, the left light up, the right light up, the front light up, and the back light up. Even when he looked up, even the top of his head lit up, flashing the faint white light.

There are countless ghosts, as if waking up from a long sleep, feeling the warmth of the human body that appeared for the first time in hundreds of years, and gathered here.

The white light like smoke drifted and turned into countless faces, either male or female, old or young, beautiful or ugly. However, at this moment, there is only one feeling in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes: cold.

At the thought of the countless ghosts rushing up and surrounding him, his scalp was numb. Fortunately, after the initial horror, he immediately found that these spirits seemed to be afraid of the burning stick in front of him and did not dare to approach the mysterious blue light emitted by the burning stick. But before Zhang Xiaofan was relieved, the ghosts floating in mid-air seemed to have found something else and flew to Zhang Xiaofan's left one after another.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and then lost his color. The soft hand he held in his left hand gradually cooled down at this moment. He quickly pulled hard, and there was a sound of water. Lu Xueqi was pulled to his side by him. With the faint light around him, Zhang Xiaofan only saw that Lu Xueqi was pale and her eyes were closed, but it was normal to breathe. After a rough look, she didn't seem to have any trauma on her body, so she was relieved and looked around Observe the surrounding environment.

He and Lu Xueqi, who is unconscious, are somehow by the water at this moment. They can't see the size of the water in the dark, and they don't know whether it is a small pool, a big lake, or the legendary huge underground deep sea. Zhang Xiaofan didn't know why he suddenly had this idea, but when he was in the water, he felt that the water was not still, and the waves of tides were like gentle hands touching his body.

However, this water is really cold and bone-watering!

Zhang Xiaofan stood up with difficulty and stayed longer. Even if he was not harmed by these ghosts, he was afraid that the two of them would freeze to death in this water first. As soon as he stood up straight, he only felt dizzy for a while, and his body couldn't help shaking.

When he was on the platform, his back was hit by the boss, a wild dog Taoist and Liu Ho at the same time, and the injury was really serious. At the same time, the dark blue light of the burning stick was like a sense, and it was also dark. Almost at the same moment, the countless ghosts around lit up at the same time, and the illusions of ** faces revealed infinite desire.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and quickly calmed down. The light of the fire stick lit up again, shaking the spirits. Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to pull Lu Xueqi to the shore. This short distance made him feel so long.

Finally, they reached the hard ground. Zhang Xiaofan suddenly sat on the ground and gasped.

Around, countless ghosts are wandering outside the Xuanqing aperture of the burning stick.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at the drifting light, remembered the last memory in his mind before he fell into a coma, remembered that Lu Xueqi flew over and took his hand, and remembered the endless dark abyss under him when they fell. He even vaguely remembered that before he lost consciousness, there was a familiar Buddha's name. It rang on that platform.

It should be that the four of them have arrived.

Zhang Xiaofan read this in his heart. With the help of the four of them, coupled with the practice of Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu itself, it should be fine. If Brother Qi is okay, Sister Ling'er will not be sad, right?

However, Zhang Xiaofan asked himself almost at the same time, if I died, would Sister Linger be sad? Maybe she will also be a little sentimental. After all, over the years, she has been with her day and night. She knows that this senior sister, who is beautiful and strong in appearance, actually has a gentle and weak side in her heart.

If she heard that Zhang Xiaofan, who had been playing since she was a child, had unfortunately died, she would have shed some tears, right? It must also hurt your heart, right? He must also set up a grave for him on the Dazhu Peak if he can't find the body, right?

I don't know how many times she will come to the grave in the future?

If so, will you miss her like the ghost around you, refuse to go back to life, and just urinate in the grave, quietly looking forward to the figure in the memory?

The teenager sighed in the silent darkness, low and unknown!

"Oh."

She made a soft call, slowly woke up and opened her eyes.

For thousands of years, there has been an ancient problem: If you wake up after a long sleep, who will be the first person you want to see?

No one knows that Lu Xueqi has heard this seemingly boring question, and at this moment, what is reflected in her eyes is Zhang Xiaofan's concerned eyes in the faint white light.

That's the only warmth in the dark!

Zhang Xiaofan was overjoyed and said happily, "#Wake up, Sister Lu!"

Lu Xueqi did not answer immediately. She seemed to be stunned for a moment, but soon, she returned to normal, and her face returned to a little indifferent frost from the beginning with some confusion. But as she looked around, she couldn't help but be moved again.

"Yinling!" Lu Xueqi called out just like Zhang Xiaofan just now.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and comforted her, "Yes, but don't be afraid. They seem to be a little afraid of my burning and burning sticks. They should be fine for the time being."

At this moment, Lu Xueqi also found that the countless wandering ghosts around her did not jump up. They only wandered around the periphery. She seemed to be very afraid of Zhang Xiaofan's black short stick. After calming down, she couldn't help saying, "What is your magic weapon called? How can it be so powerful?"

Zhang Xiaofan blushed and said, "Scream, scream, I'll make it... Burn the fire stick, and I don't know how it can be so powerful."

Lu Xueqiqi said, "Burning sticks?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the woman in front of him in the faint white light, with her skin like snow. Although she was a little pale, she was even more beautiful. He involuntarily lowered his head and said, "Yes, I am usually responsible for cooking on the Dazhu Peak and use it to make a fire stick."

Lu Xueqi didn't say anything for a moment. She looked at the ugly black short stick in mid-air and said in a low voice for a long time, "Burning the fire stick! I had to preach with my teacher, practiced hard, and had the Tian's sword, but I was defeated by a burning stick?

Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly jumped. He only felt that Lu Xueqi's face turned white again in this moment, and he could hardly see the blood color at all. He couldn't help saying, "Senior sister, it was #winning at that time. Moreover, I heard that if it hadn't been for #'s too much energy loss ..."

The more he talked, he whispered, and later he gradually became silent. Just because Lu Xueqi looked up silently and looked at him coldly, he couldn't say any more. The faint white light shone on the figure of the two of them.

Lu Xueqi bowed her head again, took a deep breath, and said, "How could we escape by chance?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and he was also quite confused and said, "I don't know." Then he remembered something, pointed to the waterside of the bay with his hand, and said, "But when I just woke up, both of us were lying by the water. Could it be that we were lucky enough to fall into the water before we died and were washed to the shore by the tide?"

Lu Xueqi looked in the direction he pointed, against the faint white light emitted by the yin spirit. Sure enough, she saw water in the distance, and there was also a faint sound of water washing the "sand" on the shore. On the other hand, although most of the clothes are dry, they are still a little wet, and it is very cold on the body. It can be imagined that if it hadn't been for this Xiaofan, he would have frozen to death before he woke up.

"Thank you very much." Lu Xueqi suddenly whispered.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and quickly shook his hand and smiled, "It doesn't matter, it's not closed..."

Suddenly, both of them were stunned.

In the middle of the two people, the hands of the two people are still holding each other tightly until now.

It seems to be connected by flesh and blood, as if it has been like this for many years, and there is no feeling at all. It seems that it should have been like this, as if both of them have forgotten it!

Lu Xueqi slowly pulled her hand back. Zhang Xiaofan smiled awkwardly and swung his hand left and right beside him, but he didn't know where to put it.

After a while, Lu Xueqi said, "Before you fell down, you were hit hard by the demon demon. How do you feel now?"

Zhang Xiaofan was granted amnesty. Listening to the frost woman, she didn't seem to blame him, and quickly said, "It's okay."

Lu Xueqi said, "Can you still control the sword?"

With a little luck, Zhang Xiaofan felt the pain in his body like a needle, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Lu Xueqi looked at him and said, "I can't do it either. Let's get up and explore the surroundings to see if there is a way out, otherwise we will keep working like this and be surrounded by these ghosts, and sooner or later we will be sucked by them."

Zhang Xiaofan took a cold breath and nodded, "Yes."

Lu Xueqi stood up and checked all over her body. There was no major trauma, but the internal meridians and blood were a little messy, and her whole body was weak. It seemed that it was caused by the fight with the mountain and river fan, and the anti-shock force was too strong. And the Tianye Sword, which she cares about most, is returning to the scabbard behind her intact at this moment.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaofan again, but saw that he stood up with some effort. His body was not very flexible. Obviously, he was still injured. At the same time, she also knew how much effort it took for him to pull himself out of the water just now.

"What level has your Taiji Xuanqing Road been cultivated to?" Lu Xueqi suddenly said to Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything. Lu Xueqi thought that he didn't answer intentionally. She turned her head and said lightly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, but I heard from my master that you only reached the fourth level. That day, it was the strange magic weapon. At that time, I saw it with my own eyes today. If it hadn't been for your high practice and strong meridian foundation, you would have been unable to fall under the hands of those demonic demons.

Zhang Xiaofan grabbed his head and didn't know what to say for a moment, because he was also a little confused about his practice at this moment, so he was vague. In fact, how does Lu Xueqi know that if it is only about the practice of Taiji Xuanqing Road, Zhang Xiaofan really only has the cultivation of the fourth level at this moment, that is, the realm of the realm that can just use magic weapons, but in Zhang Xiaofan's body, there is another kind of Buddha's supreme true method "Dafan Praj

The cultivation of Buddhism has paid more attention to self-understanding than Taoism. Zhang Xiaofan has practiced the Great Brahma Prajna for five years. Although the practice is still shallow, the foundation of the meridians in the body is stable, but in his practice of Buddhism and Taoism day and night, he is far better than the young disciples with Because of this, he was hit hard by the demon of the demon religion. Taiji Xuanqing Road protected himself with a layer, and Dafan Banruo blocked another layer at the same time, so he was lucky not to die.

Now that the two stood up, Zhang Xiaofan recalled the burning stick to his hand, and the mysterious blue light spilled and surrounded the two of them. Lu Xueqi murmured slightly and pointed in the opposite direction of the water, and the two walked to the endless depths of darkness.

I don't know how long it has been. This direction seems to be boundless. After a long time, the two are still walking on the open space. Under this abyss of death, there is no sign of life except for the great surprise.

Yes, they just wander around them, narcissistic and greedy for the flesh and blood-like yin, floating silently up and down.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi both looked heavier and heavier. At the same time, they felt the yin around them. At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan only felt the qi and blood surging, and there were bursts of dizziness. In fact, although he has a solid foundation, his cultivation is not high after all. At the same time, he was hit by the old man, the wild dog Taoist and Liu Ho, and the meridian in his body was still greatly damaged.

A moment later, Lu Xueqi also found that there was something wrong with Zhang Xiaofan and was surprised, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said, "I'm fine. Let's go."

Lu Xueqi looked at him and said, "Do you want to divorce..."

Before she said the word "rest" of her rest, she saw that Zhang Xiaofan suddenly shook his body and softened, and he fell down. And the burning stick in his hand quickly dimmed with his falling body.

Lu Xueqi was shocked and quickly held him. His tentacles were cold, and he was shocked to find that Zhang Xiaofan had fainted. At that moment, she, who had always been known for being calm among her fellow teachers and sisters, also had a trace of panic.

Then, she thought of another more terrible question.

The fire stick has lost its function, so what can be used to resist the countless ghosts around it?

Almost at the same time as Lu Xueqi thought of this problem, the countless ghosts around her seemed to be stunned, and then, in front of them, two living flesh and blood stood there without a trace of guard.

In the dark, there seemed to be countless voices laughing and roaring proudly at the same time. Countless ghosts seemed to freeze in mid-air for a moment. After that, they rushed to these two helpless people standing in the dark like greedy beasts.