Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Dongqing was not in a dream, he was awake.

He fought with Yue Baiyu on the narrow cliff, even though he dodged left and right, the short knife in the opponent's hand was still tightly biting him.

Yue Baiyu was still in a dream, her sword skills were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, freely and freely, without any scruples.Had this been a performance, she would have been able to win applause.

It's a pity that there are no spectators on the cliff, only the crumbling rocks and the weak life like ants in the crevices of the rocks.

This cliff has become her territory, and her strength is full of it, like water in an empty pool, clear and clear, almost empty, but there are countless undercurrents surging inside.

Lu Dongqing and Bai Yu fought back and forth several times, and gradually felt powerless. In the setting sun, Bai Yu's figure was erratic, and all he could see clearly was the saber light left by the other party.

Shining knife light, as fast as lightning, burned the silver light in the bottom of the eyes, gradually weaving in all directions.

He was secretly startled, could this be the power of the primordial spirit.

In the practice of martial arts, moves and movements are only superficial skills, and what is really profound is inner skills and mental skills.Studying the mental method is like groping for a way out in an intricate maze. There is only one end point, but there are countless forks.Countless people stepped into this maze, some gave up halfway, some spent their lives in vain, and few people could get what they wanted.And Yuanshen is the reward in the deepest part of the maze.

The primordial spirit is a thing that was born at the beginning of the chaos of heaven and earth. The original primordial spirit - the sun candle and the shadow of the sun, separated the chaos and turned them into two poles of yin and yang.Later, Dayu received the order of the Emperor of Heaven to drive Youying to the north of the Great Wall with the help of the spirit of candlelight, and the floods and natural disasters finally stopped. There is still yin qi lingering in the middle of the chest.

Thousands of years have passed, and the era of gods has long since ended, but there is still spiritual energy remaining on the land of China. Therefore, the warriors turned to the way of cultivating the essence and transforming the gods, using the resonant resonance of the blood of the flesh and the spiritual energy, and using the blessings left by the gods for their own use.

In order to achieve this level, the martial arts family passed down the inner strength and heart method from generation to generation, relying on the accumulation and inheritance of generations, and tirelessly searched for it. When the cultivation level reaches the ultimate level, the primordial spirit will appear in the world in the form of an ancient spirit beast.

However, Yue Baiyu's situation was different.

The more Lu Dongqing fought with her, the more she felt strange. The source of her power was not the aura of heaven and earth around her. On the contrary, that power seemed to be drawn from an invisible dark hole. The yin and cold air contained in it made him stand upright.

Bai Yu was indeed influenced by Fuyao Qingfeng, Lu Dongqing thought, the reason why he could not understand the mystery of Fuyao Qingfeng before was because he had never heard of Dracaena vine.At this moment, when he recalled An Qiming's words, the vague inferences in his mind became more and more clear.

Fuyao Qingfeng uses the dragon blood vine in the secluded swamp as medicine, and replaces the original yang energy with the yin energy of Youying, so as to distort the mind of the person taking the medicine and go against the road. This is the so-called "shortcut" of the Demon Sect. The meridian of the person who takes the medicine is re-opened, and he will naturally feel that his cultivation is improving day by day, like a god's help, but soon he will suffer from the backlash of Yin Qi, and it is difficult to keep his mind, and he will become an absent-minded evil ghost, lingering on his last breath.

This kind of sinister medicine is undoubtedly the creation of heretics, but because of the implementation of the ban on martial arts, the internal strength books of many family ceremonies have been completely destroyed, and this evil way has become a good recipe for frustrated warriors to drink poison to quench their thirst.

But Baiyu was different from them, she was supposed to be an innocent child, she was protected by a side of Lingquan Valley, how could she have anything to do with the Demon Sect?

Who on earth dragged her into the quagmire of eternal doom?

Lu Dongqing had countless questions to ask, but Baiyu didn't give him a chance to breathe.Xuanniao's wings chased after him, and the light of the saber fell like dense rain.

Lu Dongqing was drenched in the rain, and felt that his whole body was soaked, and the chills spread along his skin, grabbed his heart, and kept dragging him to the deeper water bottom.

His years of nightmares were sleeping deep in the water. He watched his home fall and his relatives were buried in the sea of ​​fire, but he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

He absolutely did not want such a nightmare to happen again to Bai Yu.

He even forgot about the blade that had reached the bottom of his throat, and hissed, "Bai Yu, stop, wake up!"

Unexpectedly, Bai Yu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "What silly things are you talking about, I've been awake all this time."

The stubborn tone was so familiar, Lu Dongqing couldn't help but startled, and the blade touched his throat in an instant.

He was startled suddenly and hurriedly retreated, but Bai Yu caught up with him again.He was still unfamiliar with the scimitar in his hand, he was so suppressed by the opponent's attack that he couldn't breathe, he retreated a few steps one after another, until he retreated to the inside of the mountain gate, in the shadow of the cave.

"Holly! Are you okay!" Ren Lan shouted loudly from behind.

His feet slipped, his body lost his balance, and he staggered back a few steps before finally standing still.

This was really a fatal mistake, and he immediately put the knife across his body, ready to face the storm.

But Bai Yu's knife did not catch up.

At some point, she had retreated to the door, and the setting sun that leaked in from the door became increasingly dim, as if it had been squeezed into a thin crack.

This was not a simple illusion, Lu Dongqing was shocked to find that the gap between the two stone doors was closing.

Bai Yu stood by the door, pushed his hands, and closed the heavy stone door heavily.

He ran over quickly, but was still a step too late.Among the flying dust, there was a click, the sound of the lock cylinder snapping together.

His fist thumped against the door, making a futile muffled sound.

"Baiyu, open the door!" he shouted.

A familiar voice came from across the stone gate: "You stay here so I won't hurt you." After a short pause, he added, "Don't be as stupid as him."

"He? Who is he?"

Bai Yu didn't answer.

Lu Dongqing pushed the stone door outward with all his strength, but he could only push out a gap. He leaned on the edge of the gap and looked out, only to see a flash of silver light, something shiny fell into the valley, and then Bai Yu's footsteps The sound quickly faded away, and soon disappeared.

"You're injured!" Ren Lan staggered to his side.

"I..." Only then did Lu Dongqing feel a burning pain in his throat. He raised his hand to touch his neck, only to find that the blood had flowed into one piece, wet his collar and front.

He turned around, leaned against the cold and heavy stone door, and slid slowly to sit on the ground.

"I'm fine." He replied, but his fingers were trembling involuntarily.

Fear was a step too late, and finally penetrated into his heart. He buried his head and asked, "Who is the person Bai Yu just mentioned, could it be Senior Brother An? Could the blood on her knife be Senior Brother An's blood?"

Ren Lan was as surprised as he was, even her voice was trembling: "If it's really Qiming, then Master Zhengqiu is also in danger... We have to get out quickly!" She said, looking down at her waist, and then startled. He shouted, "Why is the key missing, I'm obviously carrying it with me."

Lu Dongqing's heart sank again, when Bai Yu left just now, he caught a glimpse of a silver light through the crack of the door, presumably it was the light from the key falling into the cliff.

He said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it was taken away by Bai Yu."

"How could this be..."

As a result, he and Ren Lan were trapped in this cave, unable to escape.

And An Qiming was stabbed, no one could rescue Lu Zhengqiu from the secluded swamp.

If it's a trap, it's a wonderfully set one.

Ren Lan thought for a while in silence, and then asked, "Dongqing, what exactly is the Fuyao Qingfeng you mentioned just now?"

"It's a elixir made by the Devil's Cult," Lu Dongqing replied, briefly describing what he had seen and heard in Wutong Town.

Ren Lan frowned and said: "But just now Baiyu's expression is very clear, she doesn't seem to have lost her mind, I can see from a distance that when she was fighting with you, she deliberately lured you back into the cave. "

Lu Dongqing gritted her teeth, it would be great if all this was really just Bai Yu's joke.

But the blood on the Baiyu Saber, the leaps and bounds in her skills, and the bursts of coldness emanating from her body, none of them were fake.

what on earth is it?