Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 132
"Hiss—" Gu Qiubai gasped.

Being stared at by so many dead souls, even though he had experienced many battles, he felt a chill down his spine.

The countless dead souls stopped catching the bubbles and stared at Gu Qiubai, as if they had discovered a peerless delicacy.

"It's over!" He was startled in his heart.

The next moment, a dead soul rushed over, stretched out its hand, and touched Gu Qiubai's body.

"Boom boom boom——"

Gu Qiubai felt his heart beating rapidly, as if being poured by ice water, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He intended to mobilize his mental power to sweep away the souls of the dead, but he was tightly restrained by the soul chasing nail, and when he used it, he felt a piercing pain.

"Om-"

The soul chasing nail trembled again, Gu Qiubai felt the pain in his heart, and cried out involuntarily.

However, when he opened his mouth, the surrounding gray water rushed into his mouth.

Gu Qiubai felt his body suddenly become cold, trembling all over, and wanted to vomit.

This water contained an indescribable force, which invaded Gu Qiubai's body with decay and death.

His internal organs were entwined with a trace of dead energy, and the soul chasing nail was also frantically absorbing this force.

"Bam—"

Gu Qiubai felt a bit of pain from the soul, and the soul in his body seemed to be torn out by a powerful force.

"what!"

His expression was ferocious, his facial features were twisted together, and he was in unprecedented pain.

In this short moment, Gu Qiubai felt so much pain that he wished to give himself a knife.

He really saw some power floating out of his body and attached to the surface of his body.

Seeing this, the dead soul that was rushing towards him, its pale pupils flickered a few times, and it opened its mouth to bite down.

"laugh--"

This force was instantly bitten off, and the body of the dead soul seemed to become solid again.

At the same moment, Gu Qiubai felt a bone-chilling cold, as if his soul was missing.

"So this is the power of my soul." Gu Qiubai thought blankly.

These dead souls are keen on souls, and they also have the function of absorbing souls.

Seeing this, countless dead souls around rushed towards Gu Qiubai without any hesitation.

In a short time, Gu Qiubai was surrounded by endless souls of the dead, and there was no trace of him.

The power of his soul was quickly swallowed, and the whole underwater was full of 'whimpering'.

The great pain made Gu Qiubai gradually faint, and as the power of his soul dissipated, he passed out completely.

His body was suspended at the bottom of the water strangely, attracting more and more dead souls.

Gu Qiubai's consciousness fell into the boundless darkness, like a wandering soul, wandering aimlessly.

"Do you want to live?" Suddenly, there seemed to be a voice in the darkness.

This voice was like a bright light in the dark night, waking Gu Qiubai awake.

He seemed to grab a life-saving straw and struggled desperately.

"Who are you?" Gu Qiubai yelled.

"Do you want to live?" the voice spoke again.

"I want to, of course I want to!" Gu Qiubai roared.

"Use that power, what are you waiting for?" the voice sounded ethereal.

"What kind of power, my soul is blocked now, and I can't use any power." Gu Qiubai was puzzled.

"You should remember, Gu Qiubai...belongs to our common strength." The voice softened.

"Common strength, I don't understand."

"The power you have used thousands of times, the power you are proud of... Wake up, only this power can save you who are so weak."

"Power, power...my power."

Gu Qiubai felt a splitting headache, he didn't want to think about it, he didn't dare to think about it.

But the memory still washed over like a tide, he seemed to have had a very long dream.

He couldn't see the dream clearly, it was hazy and soon faded away.

Only two words were faintly passed over and fell into his ears.

Using the tone of the figure in the dream, he murmured softly: "No... Dao."

"boom--"

When Gu Qiubai read these two words, his eyes suddenly opened.

A ray of bloody light flashed across, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ants--"

With a light wave of his hand, all the dead souls were frozen in the water.

One after another of the dead souls shattered and turned into balls of white light, reintegrating into Gu Qiubai's body.

In a flash in his hand, a bright white snare drum appeared, emitting bursts of faint light.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, strands of light poured into the white drum in an instant.

In an instant, the bright white snare drum shone brightly, seeming to become more translucent and brighter.

"Myriad dharmas follow each other, and the soul guides thousands, accept it!"

"boom--"

A huge vortex came from the small white drum, exuding a powerful suction.

In an instant, the endless souls of the dead around him poured into the white drum in a spiral manner.

"One hundred thousand soul drums is enough."'Gu Qiubai' smiled lightly.

He was just about to leave, but there was an indescribable oppression in his soul.

Bursts of bloodthirsty light lit up from his soul, making him frown involuntarily.

"Soul chasing nail... ah!"

While he was in a daze, a powerful and domineering force suddenly struck.

"Damn, damn, why did you come out, I'm not willing!"

His breath became weaker and weaker until he disappeared without a trace.

In the dark bottom of the water, countless bubbles keep rising and breaking.

There was no longer a dead soul around, only Gu Qiubai's body was up and down.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of dim light lit up from beside him, like a slender ray of light.

At the other end of this ray of light, there seems to be another world, constantly changing.

Strong spiritual power poured in, wrapping Gu Qiubai's body and being drawn into the light.

……

During the rainy season, the sky is drizzling, the weather is slightly cold, and the vegetation is withered and yellow.

Inside Qingyun Mountain, everything is withered, with withered vines and old trees, it is very depressed.

When winter is about to enter, even the birds and beasts stay in their nests and caves and refuse to come out.

"The green water flows under the Qingyun Mountain, the farmland is fertile and the fish swim..." A melodious and vicissitudes of folk songs came.

By the lakeside, an old man wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat rowed a bamboo raft slowly across the mountains.

There is a wooden barrel on the bamboo raft, as well as several slender bamboo poles and silk threads, obviously for fishing.

He stopped in the middle of the lake, moved a small bench and sat down, flicked the thin line, and fished leisurely.

Soon, there was a movement under the water, and the old man immediately held his breath and concentrated on the fishing rod.

"Gollum—"

Bubbles rose up one by one, and the old man looked over with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

A black shadow appeared and slowly floated up from the water. With a 'grunt' sound, a human head emerged from it.

"Ouch, my God."

The old man was so startled that he almost threw the fishing rod out of his hand.

After the panic, there was a burst of thinking.

After a while, he regained his composure, picked up the wooden paddle, stroked it, and walked towards the figure.

It took a lot of effort to drag the figure onto the bamboo raft.

He touched the figure's nose and breathed a sigh of relief: "Left and right are human lives, and we can't leave them alone."

"It seems that we can only take it home first. Whether it is dead or alive depends on the fate of this little brother."

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