My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 1387 Weakness
Just when they were about to despair, they suddenly found that the calamity clouds began to dissipate and the calamity thunder stopped. It turned out that they had successfully survived the first wave of calamity in this life-and-death test.

After the baptism of the thunder, Zhou Xing and Ling Xue's feelings became deeper. As they get along, they care about each other and take care of each other, and a subtle emotion quietly grows between them. However, what they don't know is that the love tribulation is the biggest test of their experience this time.

One day, Ling Xue rushed into the fire without hesitation to save a worker trapped in the fire. Zhou Xing saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed. When he found Ling Xue, he found that she was unconscious. Zhou Xing held Ling Xue in his arms and anxiously called her name.

At this moment, Zhou Xing accidentally touched Ling Xue's forehead, and a cold breath entered his body. He was surprised to find that the cold jade seal of the Haoqing Sect appeared between Ling Xue's eyebrows. This is a sign of cold jade constitution, and people with cold jade constitution will backfire on themselves when they are emotional.

Zhou Xing was shocked. He realized that Ling Xue had feelings for him. In order to prevent Ling Xue from getting hurt, he decided to distance himself from her. From then on, Zhou Xing deliberately avoided Ling Xue and became indifferent to her.

Ling Xue noticed Zhou Xing's change and felt very distressed. She didn't understand why Zhou Xing suddenly became like this. Did he not like her anymore? Under the torture of pain, Ling Xue began to work overtime desperately, trying to numb herself with work.

However, overwork made Ling Xue's body weaker and weaker. Finally, during an overtime work, she fainted. Zhou Xing was very anxious when he heard the news. He rushed to Ling Xue's side regardless of everything.

When Zhou Xing saw Ling Xue who was unconscious, he could no longer suppress his guilt and longing. He held Ling Xue's hand tightly, tears welling up in his eyes. At this moment, the remaining spirit of the elder of Lingyun Sect appeared and warned the two: "The more you are entangled in love, the more confused you will be. Only by cutting off your love can you break the situation."

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue were torn between hearing the elder's words. They didn't want to sever their feelings for each other, but they also didn't want to fail because of the emotional calamity. In the end, Zhou Xing decided to forcibly strip off his emotional soul in order to protect Ling Xue.

Zhou Xing's process of stripping his soul was extremely painful, and his soulless body gradually turned into stone. Seeing this, Ling Xue was heartbroken. She ignored the elders' warnings and burned the Origin Magic Pill to try to save Zhou Xing.

However, the price of burning the Origin Magic Pill was too high. Ling Xue's three thousand black hairs instantly turned white, and her youth and vitality were lost at this moment. But she did not hesitate at all, and she used all her strength to maintain Zhou Xing's life.

At this moment, the spiritual veins under the gas station and the garment factory erupted at the same time. The spiritual energy filled the entire space, forming a huge vortex. Zhou Xing and Ling Xue's souls gradually awakened under the nourishment of the spiritual energy.

They recalled all the memories of their previous lives in the Demon Sect. Those days of practicing and fighting together seemed to be right before their eyes. The two hugged each other, tears welling up in their eyes. They knew that only by working together to overcome difficulties could they get rid of all this.

So, the two decided to use the gas station as a furnace and the clothes as a fuse to detonate all the spiritual power. They used their lives as a bet for the final sacrifice. In an instant, the gas station exploded and a raging fire shot up into the sky. In the flames, a beam of light shot straight into the sky, and the calamity clouds were torn apart.

When Zhou Xing and Ling Xue regained consciousness, they found themselves back in the Haoqing Sect. They succeeded and successfully survived the 312th calamity.

At the celebration banquet, everyone laughed and celebrated their return. However, Zhou Xing and Ling Xue found that each other's memories were confused. Zhou Xing remembered the wind and sand in the desert, while Ling Xue forgot the temperature of the fire.

At this time, the headmaster chuckled and said, "Only after nine thousand tribulations can one fully realize the truth. The mortal world is the best whetstone for swords." The two listened to the headmaster's words and thought deeply. They knew that this tribulation had made them grow a lot.

After returning to his residence, Zhou Xing found a half-burnt piece of clothing in the corner of the room. It was the remains that Ling Xue had left behind to save him. He carefully put the clothing away, feeling deeply moved.

Outside the window, heavy snow was falling. Zhou walked out of the room, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, as if he had returned to that desert world. He knew that this experience would be engraved in his heart forever.

Soon after, a new calamity came again. A new small world projection appeared in the sky, where there was a prosperous city. Ling Xue chuckled: "This time, I will be your gas station manager." The two smiled at each other and stepped into a new calamity hand in hand. They will continue to train in the mortal world until they pass through 9,999 calamities and ascend to the upper realm.

Zhou Xing came over with a smile, a jasmine flower entwined between his fingertips, and said affectionately: "The days are short and the nights are long, just enough to love for a lifetime." Ling Xue's eyes sparkled with tears of happiness, and she held Zhou Xing's hand tightly. From then on, they accompanied each other in this city, walking together day and night, and started their happy life.

Zhou Xing was wearing a coarse linen shirt and carrying a simple bow and arrow. He was like an agile cheetah, moving through the mountains and forests. His eyes were sharp, and he did not miss any trace of prey. Finally, he found the trace of a hare in a hidden corner. Zhou Xing bent his bow and was about to shoot, but he caught a glimpse of a woman in thin white clothes curled up under a dead tree not far away. Her shoulders were covered with snow, like a jade sculpture covered with ice and snow.

Zhou Xing's heart tightened, he put down his bow and arrow, and walked quickly to the woman. He squatted down, stretched out his hand to feel the woman's pulse, and saw that her breath was weak and her meridians had been severely eroded by the cold poison. Zhou Xing frowned, and without thinking too much, he immediately tore off a corner of his animal fur coat and gently wrapped the woman. Then, he folded his hands, and a layer of faint black flames appeared in his palms. This black flame was extremely strange, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, which was incompatible with this world of ice and snow.

Zhou Xing slowly injected the black flame into the woman's body to dispel the cold poison. At this moment, there was a noisy sound of footsteps in the distance. It was the pursuers coming. Zhou Xing thought to himself that it was not good. He didn't have time to wait for the woman to fully recover, so he carried her on his back and quickly ran towards the cliff.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and Zhou Xing jumped off the cliff with the woman on his back. In midair, a bone flute slipped out of Zhou Xing's sleeve. He put it to his lips and played it. In an instant, dense blood-colored runes appeared on the rock wall, like wriggling blood snakes. This was the "Blood Escape Talisman" of the Demon Sect, which could help people escape at the critical moment.

At the bottom of the cliff was a dilapidated wooden house. Zhou Xing brought the woman down. As soon as he put the woman on the bed, he heard a wolf howl outside the house. Zhou Xing walked out of the house and saw a group of gray wolves staring at them. The gray wolves had red eyes and were obviously possessed.

Zhou Xing showed no fear. He held a bow and arrow and fought fiercely with the wolves. Soon, the arrows in his quiver were used up, but the wolves continued to come. Zhou Xing was anxious and looked around, trying to find other weapons.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a string of seemingly ordinary copper coins hanging on the wall. Zhou Xing suddenly had an idea, took down the copper coins, flicked them lightly with his fingers, and the copper coins spun rapidly in the air, cutting the wolf king's throat like a sharp blade. The wolf king screamed and fell to the ground, and the wolf pack immediately became chaotic.

However, just when Zhou Xing was relieved, an accident happened. Ling Xue suddenly reached out and touched the bone flute that Zhou Xing had placed aside. In an instant, the bone flute emitted a dazzling light, and the crescent mark unique to the Haoqing Sect appeared on the palms of both of them at the same time. This mark flashed with a mysterious light, as if telling their unknown life stories. Ling Xue woke up slowly, her mind was blank. She looked at the unfamiliar environment and Zhou Xing beside her, her eyes full of vigilance. Zhou Xing saw her confusion and said softly: "Don't be afraid, girl, you were in danger in the mountains and forests, and I saved you."

In order to prove his identity and to help Ling Xue recover her memory, Zhou Xing took out the Huanxin Grass he had obtained from hunting and boiled a bowl of medicine. He helped Ling Xue sit up and fed the medicine to her mouth. After Ling Xue drank the medicine, her eyes gradually became blurred, and vague memories began to emerge in her mind.

Suddenly, a trace of fear flashed in Ling Xue's eyes. She pulled out the golden hairpin from under her pillow and pressed it against Zhou Xing's throat. Her fingers trembled slightly, and it was obvious that she had not yet fully recovered from the shock in her memory. But Zhou Xing was not afraid. He lightly tapped the hairpin with his fingertips, smiled slightly, and said, "Does your highness remember the Star Moon Grass in the forbidden land of the Demon Sect?"

When Ling Xue heard the words "Devil Sect Forbidden Land" and "Star Moon Grass", the golden hairpin in her hand trembled slightly. She looked at Zhou Xing carefully, as if she was recalling something. At this moment, there was a sound of horse hooves and shouts of killing outside. Three hundred cavalrymen surrounded the wooden house.

Zhou Xing walked to the window, looked at the cavalry outside, and frowned. He turned to Ling Xue and said, "Princess, it seems that we have been involved in a conspiracy." After that, he walked out of the room and stood at the door.

When the cavalry saw Zhou Xing coming out, they all drew their bows and arrows. Zhou Xing looked around and suddenly found that there was something wrong with these soldiers. Their eyes were empty and lifeless. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be paper puppets.

Zhou Xing sneered, went back to the house and took out a piece of animal skin. He spread the skin out, bit his finger, and drew strange runes on the skin with blood. This was the secret technique of the Demon Sect. He could sense the danger around him and the location of the enemy through blood.

Sure enough, the blood on the animal skin gradually coagulated and pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the north. Zhou Xing had an idea in his mind, and he said to Ling Xue: "Princess, we must go to the snow-capped mountains in the north. There may be the key to solving all these mysteries."

While the paper puppets had not yet completely attacked, the two of them secretly left the wooden house and ran towards the snow-capped mountains in the north.

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue rushed all the way to the snow-capped mountains in the north. Along the way, the wind and snow were blowing hard, and their figures looked particularly small in the vast white snow.

When they came to an icy lake on the mountain, they suddenly found a corpse in a wedding dress frozen on the lake. The corpse had a pale face and eyes closed, as if telling of endless grievances. Zhou Xing frowned, walked to the ice surface, and observed it carefully.

He found black mist seeping out from under the ice, which had a pungent smell and was obviously highly poisonous. Zhou Xing was shocked and realized that this corpse might be hiding a huge secret.

At this moment, the poison in Ling Xue's body suddenly broke out. She turned pale, trembled all over, and covered her chest in pain. Zhou Xing hurriedly supported her and tried to suppress the poison for her with magic energy. However, at this moment, an ice crystal dragon pattern suddenly appeared on Ling Xue's left arm. This dragon pattern flashed with a strange light, competing with the surrounding black mist.

After the dragon pattern appeared, it began to devour the surrounding demonic energy. Zhou Xing's demonic energy was constantly being devoured, and he gradually became unable to hold on. He gritted his teeth and persisted, trying to find a solution.

Suddenly, the ice surface shook violently, and the corpse slowly opened its eyes. At the same time, blood-red hail fell from the sky, and each hailstone was like a sharp blade, causing pain when it hit a person.

Zhou Xing knew the situation was critical, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed a magic pill. When the magic pill entered his body, his body instantly became tall and mighty, his eyes turned red, and he entered a demonic state.

In the demonic state, Zhou Xing's strength was greatly enhanced. He picked up Ling Xue and jumped into the ice lake. The water of the ice lake was freezing cold, but Zhou Xing didn't care about that. He took Ling Xue and shuttled through the ice lake, trying to get rid of the pursuit of the corpse.

They swam in the icy lake for a long time and finally reached the bottom of the lake. There was an upside-down palace at the bottom of the lake. The door of the palace slowly opened and sucked them in.

After Zhou Xing and Ling Xue were sucked into the Upside-Down Palace, they found that this was a mysterious world. The surrounding scene was like a mirror, reflecting their figures. The water on the ground formed a water mirror, and each water mirror reflected a picture of different time and space.

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue walked carefully, observing everything around them. Suddenly, Ling Xue saw her past life in a water mirror. It turned out that she was the Snow Phoenix Saint who died a hundred years ago. Zhou Xing saw a familiar sect emblem in a mirror, which startled him.

At this time, a melodious sound of piano came from deep in the palace. This sound of piano was like a ghost's call, making people want to walk towards the source of the sound involuntarily. Zhou Xing and Ling Xue walked in the direction of the piano sound and came to a piano room.

In the piano room, a woman was sitting in front of the piano and playing. Her face was exactly the same as Ling Xue's. It turned out to be the gravekeeper Ling Shuang. When Ling Shuang saw them, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Ling Shuang stood up, and countless ice spikes appeared in his hands. These ice spikes shot towards Zhou Xing like sharp arrows. Zhou Xing dodged in a hurry, and in the process of dodging, the aura of the Demon Sect on his body was exposed. Ling Shuang sneered and said, "It is indeed the remnant of the Demon Sect."

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue fought a fierce battle with Ling Shuang. During the battle, Ling Xue took the opportunity to touch the strings. In an instant, the strings emitted a dazzling light, and the two were teleported to the altar.

A bronze coffin engraved with the inscriptions of the Demon Sect was suspended above the altar. The bronze coffin exuded a mysterious aura, as if hiding a huge secret. Zhou Xing and Ling Xue walked to the bronze coffin, not knowing what was inside.

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue looked at the bronze coffin in front of them, their hearts filled with doubt and vigilance. Zhou Xing took a deep breath and slowly walked to the bronze coffin. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the coffin lid.

In an instant, a powerful black mist surged out of the coffin.