Sitting and forgetting longevity

The stone house was not big, and it was full of sundries. A black skull was nailed to the pillar at the entrance. Bundles of grass stems, animal skins, and bones were scattered everywhere.

There is a big stove by the window, the fire in the stove is still not extinguished, but the fire is so green and black, exuding strong resentment.

And the pottery cauldron on the stove was steaming hot, and that incomparably alluring smell came continuously.

The uncontrollable hunger and thirst surged up again, Liu Qinghuan slowly lifted the heavy lid of the cauldron, and when he saw the dark soup inside, he dropped the lid quite speechlessly.

During those years in the underworld, Liu Qinghuan had a good relationship with Po Meng, so she knew a little bit about Po Meng's soup, and this mess of things naturally had nothing to do with Po Meng's soup.

With years of experience in alchemy, he could identify many spiritual materials at a glance, and he probably knew the effect of this pot of soup.

"No!" Liu Qing happily walked to the door, looked at the sea of ​​mandala flowers that could not be seen, and her expression froze slightly!
"Turn into a mortal to give birth to desire, desire to give birth to demons, what you see is an illusion, and what you think is poisonous. And this bowl of soup, it doesn't matter whether you drink it or not, because as long as you enter this flower sea, you have already entered the realm! "

Mortal eyes can't break through the illusion, even if the illusion seems simple, it is actually extremely dangerous. After all, it is not possible for ordinary illusions to completely strip away the cultivation of a Mahayana monk.

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan even wanted to pick up the stones on the ground and take a bite, as if there was an insatiable mouth in his stomach, slowly devouring his whole body from the inside of his body.

Even after throwing the pot of soup into the river, the smell of meat gradually dissipated, and the abnormally strong hunger still did not ease.

"Sure enough!" Liu Qinghuan clicked his tongue. No wonder Tang Yi had that look before he left. The test of the Lord of Senluo Palace is indeed extraordinary, and even he is now in a dilemma.

Not allowing him to think about it, a scream pierced the sky, and when he turned his head, he saw black dots appearing on the horizon, passing quickly over the sea of ​​mandala flowers, and the wide wings set off a strong wind.

"Sang Xiao?"

This kind of ghost bird is rare. Liu Qinghuan only saw a group of them on the mountain behind the city of death in the underworld, but she didn't expect to see them here again.

It seems that it will be another fierce battle, but since his cultivation has been suppressed here, these funeral owls should also become ordinary birds.

Liu Qinghuan looked around, ran back to the stone house in a few steps, closed the door with a bang, and saw a large vat in the corner beside it.

There was something in that vat, it exuded a rotten stench, and it was extremely heavy, he moved it over to block the door until his veins bulged.

After finishing all this, Liu Qinghuan came to the window with Xuanyuan Sword in hand, waiting for the group of funeral owls to arrive.It didn't take long for the dense sound of wings to reach the outside of the house, and then the door and the wall were banged.

The whole stone house was shaking, but fortunately it was still strong, and it didn't collapse under the crazy impact of Sang Xiao, so it should be able to withstand it for a while.

Liu Qinghuan's heart relaxed slightly, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand rose and fell rapidly, and a funeral owl who poked his head into the window hole was separated instantly!
The stench of bird blood spurted out and splashed all over Liu Qinghuan's body. He didn't have time to look at it, because the second funeral owl came in again, and immediately found him standing by the window, pecking at him with a scimitar-like beak. !

"Swipe!" The second bird's head fell to the ground. Fortunately, the window is not big, and Sang Xiao's body length is comparable to that of an adult man. With wings, it is not easy to get in.

After killing several of them in this way, the bird carcasses outside the window almost blocked the window, and finally no Sang Xiao foolishly came over to die.But at the same time, there were more and more impact sounds around, especially on the roof. The grass poles were lifted up, and it was only a matter of time before they were broken.

"Bang!" The weakest part was the door, which was knocked open first, and the large vat on top of the door also burst, and black water and rotten meat splattered all over the ground.

"Gah!" Two mourning owls rushed in together, one of them ran and jumped towards Liu Qinghuan, and was pierced through his chest by his swift hand and eyes!

The other smashed the tables and chairs in the room and stood up staggeringly, but the room was too small and full of all kinds of sundries, it couldn't even open its wings, so it could only rush towards this side like a chicken.

……

Although there were no brilliant magic lights flying around in this battle, nor earth-shaking amazing scenes, the intensity was no less than Liu Qinghuan's previous battles.

Taking advantage of the small environment of the stone house, Liu Qinghuan put her back against the corner and fought with the funeral owls who rushed over. Her clothes were almost soaked in bird blood, and her head and body were covered with bird feathers.

He hadn't been in such a mess for a long time. The Xuanyuan sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his arms were sore and numb from swinging the sword too many times. He was scratched by a big paw just once he moved slowly.

"hiss!"

With a backhand sword, Liu Qinghuan cut off the claws of the mourning owl that was rushing towards him from the sky, and then kicked fiercely at the one in front of him, using his strength to turn over in the air, piercing the neck of the third one with his sword, and landed on the ground Rolled on the spot and hid behind the corpses of several mourners.

He took a quick breath and looked at the place where he was scratched just now. Fortunately, the green clothes on his body looked ordinary, but in fact the fabric used was made of top-quality spiritual silk. break.

But the scratched shoulder is still very painful, because his physical body has become more fragile than ever before, and after only a short while, he is already out of breath.

At this time, most of the stone house has been destroyed, the roof has completely collapsed, one wall has been knocked down, and the corpses of the mourners who were killed on the spot are lying in various sundries. There are more than a dozen of them that can be seen. I don't know how many are left.

Xiaoqun has probably never seen such a ferocious human repairer. Although he has no strength in his body, he is extremely powerful in combat and has a weapon in his hand. Of course, the most important thing is his extremely tenacious and terrifying willpower.

Despite extreme hunger and an increasingly tired body, he can still firmly control the rhythm of the battle. Even the top swordsman among mortals cannot do this.

So when Liu Qinghuan walked out from behind the bird corpse again, the remaining funeral owls didn't rush over immediately, and two of them jumped back two steps instead.

At this time, I saw a mourning owl raised its head and let out a long cry, flapping its wings and flying into the sky. Seeing this, the others followed without much hesitation.

Liu Qinghuan stood in place until the owls disappeared into the sky, then slowly looked away, walked up to the mourning owls whose wings were injured, or were too seriously injured to fly, and beheaded them one by one.

Those funeral owls naturally didn't want to sit still, but they couldn't do anything to Liu Qinghuan when they were not injured, and they couldn't even beat Liu Qinghuan now.

In front of the last one, this one was hit by a sword near the wing, so it couldn't fly, and it had already trotted into the datura bushes.

Seeing its strong body, Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky, and his heart suddenly moved!