Chapter 318 True Guide, Return to the Valley

Qu Shan had a long dream. In the dream, he died, and his soul floated in the void. I don't know how long it took him to go to a familiar place. Then a Baixu Taoist looked at him with a murderous face and said, "You're dead!"

Qu Shan woke up and suddenly found that he had lost his body, and only a soul was wandering, extremely weak.

"If it hadn't been for the real picture scroll that could accommodate the soul, you would have died now!" That's what the real Taoist said.

So, Qu Shan remembered everything before.

In his dialogue with the god Suifeng, he found the culprit who separated him and Pei Xiao's two daughters when he entered the secret land of Xuelian Mountain. He walked out of the fortress and took the enemy's head from thousands of demons. He was plotted by the enemy and took action as the leader of the demon - the demon-philic Tianzun!

Then, he died, and there was no regret in the wind.

"Is't this still with the seniors? It's not a complete death..." Qu Dan said with a smile.

"You bastard, I help you kill demons, but you get in and live with me. When will our agreement be realized..." Zhen Huandao hummed.

"Senior, don't worry, the boy will do what he promised to the senior." Qu Shan's answer is not careless.

"Hem, hum, the real picture scroll is made by my poor life. It is as powerful as the artifact of the gods. It's easy to get in, and it's difficult to get out... And what you look like now, any gust of wind, you can blow your soul away... You bastard, what else can you do... Ah, ah, ah, is it? Are you destined to stay here for the rest of your life?" The real Taoist is crazy, and the murderous old face is full of helplessness and anger.

Qu Dan shook his head, ignored the old man who was mentally ill because he had been trapped for too long, and checked his own condition.

Weakness, as the true Taoist said, his current state is not that the soul leaves the body, but the mysterious connection between the soul and the body, which has been cut off by the blow of the demonic Tianzun. Now he has become a lonely ghost and has no place to live. As long as there is a gust of wind, he can blow him ashes out.

"It's bitter..." Only then did Qu Shan really pay attention to it and auditioned a lot of spells. After a round, most of them could not be used. Only a few spells related to the soul could be made.

"In this way, my strength has gone to 90%. How can I live?" Qu Dan sat down.

For a long time, he stood up again: "No, you have to think of a way to go out and restore your original cultivation. Is it really a company with this strange-tempered old man? It seems that there is no time in the real picture scroll. I don't know how long to stay..."

Qu Dan walked to the real Taoist, and the old man was still groaning angrily and turned a blind eye to him.

"Senior Zhenhuan, how can I recover from my appearance?" Qu Dan asked with a face.

"There is no way. I have been trapped in the picture scroll for tens of thousands of years, and I can't get out. The strength of your soul at this time is not even one-tenth of mine. How can you get out of here? Even if you go out, you will end up dead.

"Senior, you have great power, can't you think of an idea..."

The real Taoist looked up at the sky and kept silent.

Qu Shan stared at him a few times. He knew that he would not get an answer if he asked again, so he had to go to one side alone and calm down to practice. Although it was of little use in cultivation, at least he could calm down.

Not long after, Qu Dan couldn't help it again. He asked the real Taoist again. The old man was still angry and still ignored him.

Again and again, when Qu Dan went to ask the seventh episode, Zhen Huan Taoist said murderously, "If you want to find death like this, I won't stop you. There is a road in front of you. It depends on whether you dare to go!"

The song was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly! As long as there is a way, there is nothing to dare to go!

"I open a channel for you, and you can walk out of the real picture scroll, but the outside world is full of spiritual power, and the wind is continuous. Your soul is extremely fragile, and the connection between your body and the soul is also cut off. After going out, you have only one way to go..."

"Which way?"

The real Taoist glanced at him and said slowly, "Do you remember the magical valley in the secret place? That valley was originally transformed by a chaotic magic weapon. The golden dragon, chicks, phoenixes, unicorns and greens you see in it are all bred by that treasure. This thing can not only breed the supreme mythical beasts of heaven and earth, but it must be enough to nourish your soul. However, if you want to completely get rid of your current state and return to your previous appearance, you must Break through the sevenfold cultivation and reach the level of physical escape, so that you can exist between heaven and earth with the yuan god and no longer be shackled by the body..."

Qu Shan listened carefully to the Taoist's words, and one detail was not bad.

The real Taoist told what the Qudan needed to do from beginning to end, and got up and said, "You can think it over. After you go out, how to cross the secret place of Xuelian Mountain and reach the valley before you leave the fortress, it depends on your own perseverance. There is no magic weapon, any magic power, no one. I can help you..."

He nodded heavily: "Send me out."

After a long silence, he suddenly scolded, "You bastard, if you die halfway and I can't get out for the rest of my life, I won't be able to let you die!"

Qu Dan sweated heavily and smiled repeatedly. Only then did the old man angrily suffo with a murderous atmosphere. With a stroke in the air, a crack suddenly cracked in front of him, and the majestic fortress on the edge of the secret land entered Qu Dan's sight through the gap.

After settling down and walking out of the crack, a cold wind blew, and Qu Shan shivered with excitement. It was really cold!

He felt a little strange. His body was so light. He had never been able to stand in the sky so easily for a moment. He did not consume spiritual power and did not need to resist gravity. It seemed that he was born to stand here. The wind around him was cold, making him shiver all over his body, as if he would be annihilated at any time.

Raise your eyes and look around. Below, hundreds of demons are in full swing to attack the city. The arrows are pouring rain on the fortress, and the shouts cover up all the sounds. People are like ants, going back and forth, busy...

"Go north!" Qu Dan withdrew his eyes and turned to the secret place of Xuelian Mountain.

He had no weight. He floated out of the fortress lightly and floated past the army of demons under his feet. After that, the row of demons and demons floated into the distance.

Inside and outside the fortress, only the wind god suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the north doubtfully, as if he had found something.

............

One day and one night, I can't open my eyes.

He has never experienced such difficult days. The cold wind swept through his body all the time, just like a steel knife scraping the bone. Every inch of his body endured torment all the time and went into the soul. If he had a body, he would have twitched and fell on the roadside or fainted to death, but he didn't. He is just a wisp now. The yuan god is floating, without physical protection, and very weak. Every step forward, it is as difficult as climbing a mountain.

But he knew that he could not stop. He had no place to stay. If he slacked a little, he would immediately lose his soul. Therefore, he could only move forward without hesitation until the strange valley.

It's dark and bright, and it's dark when it's bright.

Qu Shan's consciousness was blurred for a while, and the scenery could not be seen clearly, but it was a vast expanse of white. His mind almost stopped working, leaving only the last obsession, moving forward...

............

The secret land of the snowy mountains, the valley oasis.

The golden dragon is playing with water, the phoenix is playing with fire, the unicorn is walking, and the green dragon is combing his hair.

The days are leisurely and complacent. Perhaps because of the magic weapon that gave birth to them, it has not been found by the demon army, and there has never been any little demons to disturb it. It is like a paradise, far away from the world's disputes and noises, and it is peaceful.

Qin Luohai looked at the sky with empty eyes. The time had passed for too long. He was already desperate and no longer had any illusions about walking out of the valley, so he abandoned himself and lived a decadent life. He didn't think about anything and didn't care about anything.

Looking at the sky like Sheng, she was observing a butterfly flying from the top of her head, with colorful wings flying from one flower to another. The tentacles on the top of her head trembled slightly, as if they were saying something to the flowers.

Rusheng was distracted, as if she had understood the butterfly's words and laughed quietly. There was no thought of fighting and strife. She was quiet and had a different kind of beauty. In her eyes, there is always a surprise, which is joy for life and joy for the existence of nature.

She has a deep understanding of the true meaning of life.

Suddenly, a trace of chill floated by, and Rusheng couldn't help shivering.

Looking along the feeling, a mass of fog around the cold air on the left is floating without a master. It is bone-to-bone cold, which is countless times colder than the ice and snow outside the valley. It is simply an a strange number to appear in this valley.

Rusheng felt it quietly for a moment, and a surprise appeared on her beautiful face. She felt that there was still life in the fog, a fragile life that was dying and only one last breath would disappear.

She gently came forward, holding the fog in her hands, and quietly experienced it. For a long time, she felt an obsession and an obsession that never gave up. For a long time, she had a feeling of acquaintance, as if this fragile life had met her.

She gently closed the fog in her hand and injected spiritual power, but this did not work. The cold is still the same, and life is still fragile, and it will pass away at any time.

Rusheng was distressed and gently held the fog on the largest and brightest flower in the valley, where there was the most brilliant life in the whole valley except for the four mythical beasts.

The fog seemed to feel the change in the outside world and moved slowly. He seemed to have his own consciousness and was looking left and right. For a long time, he followed the stems and leaves of the flowers, sinking into the ground little by little and disappeared.

Rusheng covered her mouth in surprise. She saw an incredible, unknown form of life that she had never seen before, and did an incredible thing in front of her.

She wants to continue to pursue, but the life has been submerged into the soil and it is difficult to be found again.