Eternal Tranquility

"The sound is so wonderful." Xue Ming showed a smile of enjoyment: "Don't you like running? I will crush your legs to see how you run! Hahaha, you scream and beg for mercy, maybe I If I'm in a good mood, I might let you go."

Liu Qinghuan wanted to take a bite of his flesh: "If you want me to beg for mercy, you are dreaming! Even if I am torn into pieces, I will never beg for mercy from you."

If begging for mercy was useful, of course he would. But it was obviously impossible for the old devil to let him go. He was still crying and begging for mercy at this time, which would only make the other party feel more happy.

"Really?" Xue Ming smiled nonchalantly and crushed his chin: "Your mouth is really annoying, so I'd better not let you make any noise."

Liu Qinghuan stared at Xue Ming with hatred. His limbs were shattered and his spiritual power was banned. Now he couldn't even summon the Qinglian Karmic Fire, and he couldn't think of any way to escape.

The huge pain made his eyes darken, and boundless despair gnawed at his heart.

Xue Ming picked up the mana crystal on the ground, strode forward with him, and said with a sinister smile: "Gaga, don't worry, I won't let you die easily, I will slowly torture your soul to pieces!"

Soon, Xue Ming found a stone hill and quickly dug a cave.

Xue Ming threw him on the ground casually, set up a magic circle, and then looked at him like a novel toy: "Well, you made me not have time to recover my mana, so I will use your blood to compensate first. Haha, I can’t wait!”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't move her whole body and closed her eyes with despair.

Xue Ming chuckled sinisterly, grabbed him, bit him on the neck, sucked a big mouthful of blood, and then smacked his lips in retrospect. He looked like a demon from hell, looking cruel and terrifying.

He said with great enjoyment: "The blood of young monks is delicious, and your blood also contains pure wood spirit energy. Not bad, very good."

Liu Qinghuan felt that his body was getting colder quickly. The other party was not only sucking his blood, but also sucking his spiritual power!

The spiritual power in the Dantian was rapidly draining, and the meridians were forcibly absorbed, causing a huge dizziness.

Liu Qinghuan smiled bitterly: I never thought that I would die in this distant continent far away from my homeland. Yun Mengze, he can't go back.

He felt colder and colder, even the pain in his body was slowly disappearing, and everything around him was disappearing quietly.

And as all the blood and spiritual power in his body were sucked away, his Dantian became increasingly empty.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

Xue Ming, who was immersed in blood-sucking, didn't notice that a translucent root silently poked out of Liu Qinghuan's dantian, shook it, and plunged into Xue Ming's dantian!

Xue Ming shook violently, and slapped Liu Qinghuan on the chest with his palm, causing him to fly out and hit the stone wall, making a loud sound.

"What is this? Ah, what the hell is this!" Xue Ming cried out in panic, trying to tear off the translucent roots that penetrated his Dantian with his hands, but found that he couldn't hold them at all!

At the same time, more roots stretched out from Liu Qinghuan's abdomen, like swimming snakes, and they all pierced into Xue Ming's Dantian.

Liu Qinghuan's chest sank and blood came out of his mouth.

Xue Ming's furious palm was so cruel that it almost didn't break his heart, but a warmth came from his dantian, saving his last chance of survival.

He tried his best to open his eyes and saw this strange scene.

Xue Ming slashed at those roots with swords and spells, but there was nothing he could do. Soon, he fell hard to the ground as if his hands and feet were restrained.

He made a sound like a trapped animal, but it was as if he was immobilized and couldn't even roll.

Green spiritual energy flowed out of the translucent roots, as well as some bits and pieces, all of which returned to Liu Qinghuan's body.

As for Xue Ming, as if the essence of life had been sucked away, his appearance was aging rapidly. His skin, which was originally as pale as paper, was deeply sunken. His blood-red eyes turned white, and he kept making gasping sounds with his mouth wide open.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, a little confused, and then smiled.

His vision went dark and he fainted.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Qinghuan suddenly opened her eyes and found herself pressed against the stone wall!

He moved, and the omnipresent sense of oppression in the wind barrier immediately hit him.

Recalling what he had seen before, he quickly scanned the entire cave.

The cave was very quiet, there was nothing.

wrong! Liu Qinghuan looked at the gray trace of the human figure in the middle of the cave and the two rings that fell to the side.

"Xue Ming was sucked until there was only a little bit of ash left?" Liu Qinghuan murmured, stood up, and then found that all the injuries on his body were healed!

He moved his hands and feet in surprise and checked again. Sure enough, even the corpse poison had disappeared.

Now he feels as if he has endless energy, his spiritual energy is full and full, and he can feel that his longevity has increased a lot!

Moreover, he has actually broken through to the late stage of foundation building, and it is not the early stage of the late stage, but the intermediate stage!

Liu Qinghuan was in disbelief and was stunned by this series of shocking discoveries.

After a while, he woke up and quickly sat down cross-legged, his consciousness entering his Dantian.

In the dantian, the sea of ​​spiritual power rippled slightly, glowing with sparkling light, looking as calm and peaceful as ever.

The pure cyan spiritual power rolled up tiny waves, nearly twice as many as in the middle stage of foundation building!

Liu Qinghuan was stunned. The foundation building chapter of "Zuo Forgetting the Immortality Sutra" was really terrifying. Only in the middle stage of the foundation building stage, he had twice as much spiritual power as in the middle stage. If he had to cultivate it by himself, how many years and months would it take for him to cultivate it?

But today's sudden adventure saved decades of hard work. What caused this adventure was the small stick hidden in his spiritual root that he had forgotten for a long time!

Liu Qinghuan floated to the mountain of spiritual roots, and those translucent roots had naturally retracted into the mountain, leaving no trace.

Then he found that his spiritual roots had grown a lot, and the area of ​​the yellow land representing the earth spiritual roots and the blue sea water representing the water spiritual roots had shrunk by nearly half.

There were too many changes today, and he was a little surprised, but then took it for granted. Every time that little wooden stick appears, it will inevitably be accompanied by the growth of his spiritual roots.

"What the hell is this stick..."

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled. Not only will it absorb the energy of chaos and allow his spiritual roots to grow, this time it will also absorb a golden elixir monk into a pile of ash, not only saving his life, but also allowing him to receive various benefits.

He has been searching for so long and still hasn't figured out the details of this thing, but this thing is probably an extremely heaven-defying existence. He can even suck other people's life span, which is scary to think about.

Liu Qinghuan's green ball jumped on the mountain of spiritual roots: "Hey, hey, stick, come out!"

The mountain of spiritual roots showed no response.

"You have lived here for so long, at least tell me what you are, right?" Liu Qinghuan continued to shout without giving up. After thinking about it, she felt something was wrong: "Uh, what kind of stick are you?"

He shouted for a long time, but got no response.

Liu Qinghuan sneered: I really thought too much. It seems that I can't control this stick.

If he could control it, wouldn't he be invincible? When in danger, he would do nothing, just stretch out his translucent roots and absorb all the lifespan and cultivation of the other party, without even having to practice.

But he had a vague feeling that the possibility was slim, and that the wooden stick was not there to protect him.

Xue Ming probably didn't expect that he just sucked the blood and spiritual power and lost his life before he could torture Liu Qinghuan.