Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

The figure's movements and moves kept repeating in Jiang Qiong's mind, gradually merging with his own combat experience.

Yun Shu seemed to have entered a vast starry sky, with countless stars twinkling and mysterious power flowing in the sky.

She saw a woman holding a soft sword, dancing in the starry sky. Her sword moves were perfectly matched with the trajectory of the stars, and the red sword energy streaked across the night sky like a meteor.

Every movement of the woman contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. Yun Shu felt that his sword intent had been sublimated to an unprecedented level.

Time passed by unknowingly, and the two were immersed in the world of the scroll, feeling the spiritual arts contained in it.

The Seven Star True Fire on Jiang Qiong's battle axe became more and more vigorous, and the shadows of mountains and rivers appeared faintly in the flames;
The red sword energy of Yun Shu's soft sword surged, and the light of stars flowed on the sword.

When they slowly opened their eyes, they were shining with excitement and joy.

"I have realized a move called 'Mountain and River Breaking', which can draw on the power of mountains and rivers!"

Jiang Qiong said excitedly, swinging his axe to create a shadow, and ripples appeared in the air in front of him.

Yun Shu also smiled and demonstrated his newly learned spiritual skills. He swung the soft sword lightly, and a red starlight cut through the sky, leaving a deep sword mark on the distant wall.

The two of them carefully examined other scrolls in the side hall. Although they did not comprehend any new spiritual arts, they gained new insights into the use of their own spiritual power and combat skills.

"Come on, it's time to leave."

After confirming that there was no more gain, Jiang Qiong reluctantly left the side hall with Yun Shu.

Returning along the corridor they came from, the ancient monks on the murals seemed to have come to life, staring at them with an indescribable look.

Jiang Qiong even felt that several pairs of eyes were moving slightly as they passed by. This strange feeling made him feel alarmed, but he did not make a sound. He just calmly clenched the battle axe in his hand, secretly using his spiritual power, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

When they walked out of the palace, the sky outside had become completely dark at some point, as if covered by a huge black curtain.

There were no stars or moon in the sky, only thick, inky clouds slowly moving, as if a gigantic monster was tumbling in the sky.

Occasionally, a faint blue lightning flashed across the sky, briefly illuminating the rugged mountain road beneath my feet. At that moment, the surrounding scenery became clear and strange, and then fell into darkness again.

Jiang Qiong took out two night-shining pearls from the storage bag. The night-shining pearls emitted a soft light, dispelling the darkness around them, but also allowing them to see the increasingly gloomy environment around them.

The trees on both sides of the road are getting taller and denser, and their trunks are covered with black moss, which seems to be covering the trees with a black coat.

The branches twisted and stretched towards the sky, like countless ghost hands with bared fangs and claws, as if they would grab them at any time.

Occasionally, a few poisonous snakes would jump out from the grass, emitting a disgusting fishy smell as their scarlet tongues moved, which seemed to be mixed with a hint of danger.

As we walked along the winding path, a rotten smell gradually filled the air. The smell was so strong that it sounded like countless corpses piled together and rotting for a long time. It was disgusting.

Yun Shu wrinkled his nose, instinctively tightened the soft sword in his hand, and said vigilantly: "This smell... is wrong."

Jiang Qiong nodded, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly like a hawk, not missing any corner.

As they continued to move forward, the smell of decay became stronger, as if it had completely enveloped them.

After turning a corner, a village appeared in front of us.

Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

The village is quite large, with over a hundred households, and the houses are scattered in an orderly manner on both sides of the road.

However, there is an indescribable silence here. All the houses are dilapidated and the walls are covered with cracks, like a bunch of hideous mouths, telling of the pain they once suffered.

Roof tiles were scattered all over the ground, and some houses had even collapsed completely, leaving only ruins, which looked particularly desolate in the night.

As you walk into the village, the stone road under your feet is covered with moss. You can hear a "creaking" sound with every step, as if the stone slabs are groaning in pain.

On the well platform by the roadside, the bucket was still tilted, as if the person fetching water had just left, but there was no sound of water in the well, only a foul stench.

Jiang Qiong leaned over to look and saw that the well was filled with bones, which were piled up one on top of the other. Some of the skulls were inlaid with broken hairpins, and they were obviously the bones of women.

These corpses lie quietly in the well, as if waiting for something, or as if telling the world the tragic story that once happened here.

Yun Shu covered his mouth and nose, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he said with a trembling voice: "What happened here?"

Jiang Qiong did not answer, but his eyes became more serious and he continued to walk forward.

Bones can be seen everywhere in the houses on both sides of the street.

Some of the skeletons were in a running posture, as if they were fleeing from something terrible;

Some huddled in the corner, as if hiding from endless fear.

The most horrifying thing is that in one house, the skeletons of a family of three were huddled together tightly, with the child's little hands still clutching the mother's clothes, as if seeking the last refuge.

Their postures were frozen at that moment, making people imagine how desperate and helpless they were in the last moments of their lives.

When the sun had completely set, Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu found a relatively intact house.

Although the roof leaks a bit, it can at least keep out the wind and rain.

Jiang Qiong used his battle axe to clear a space, and each swing was accompanied by heavy force, as if to break the dead silence.

Yun Shu took out hay from the storage bag and spread it on the ground, his movements gentle and quick.

Neither of them lit a fire. The dead silence here made them dare not be careless at all, for fear that the fire would attract something terrible.

As night fell, the village was shrouded in even thicker darkness, as if the whole world had fallen into an endless abyss.

Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu sat back to back on the hay. Although they were exhausted, they forced themselves to stay awake and not dare to fall asleep.

The moonlight poured in through the broken windows, casting mottled shadows on the ground. Those shadows seemed like mysterious symbols that were elusive.

I don’t know how long it had been, but a slight "rustling" sound came from a distance, like someone dragging something heavy. The sound was particularly clear in the quiet night, and it made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu stood up at the same time, quickly grasped their weapons, their eyes full of vigilance.

The sound was getting closer and closer, accompanied by a fishy mist that came in through the crack in the door.

The mist was gray-green, and wherever it passed, the weeds on the ground withered instantly, as if they had been kissed by the god of death. Jiang Qiong held her breath and whispered, "Be careful, this mist is poisonous!"

Yun Shu nodded, and red sword energy lit up on the soft sword, forming a protective barrier. The sword energy flickered in the darkness like a ray of hope.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, soon filling the entire room as if a gigantic monster was swallowing them up.

Outside, there was a sound of bones colliding, as if countless people were walking around. The sound made one's scalp tingle.

Jiang Qiong looked through the mist and saw the white bones on the street standing up one after another, with faint green light flashing in their empty eye sockets.

They walked slowly and stiffly towards the house where Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu were, looking like evil spirits crawling out of hell, which was chilling.

"Kill!" Jiang Qiong shouted, swung his battle axe and rushed out. The voice was like a roaring lion, full of strength and courage.

The Seven Star True Fire burned fiercely on the axe blade, dispersing the surrounding fog and forming a bright area.

The battle axe hit a skeleton, and with a "crack", the skeleton immediately broke into several pieces.

However, these white bones seemed to be unaffected, and the broken bodies still pounced towards Jiang Qiong, as if they had no sense of pain, but only endless murderous intent.

Yun Shu performed his newly acquired spiritual arts in the house. As he swung his soft sword, red starlight streaked across the night sky like a meteor, beautiful yet deadly.

Wherever the starlight went, bones were shattered and turned into piles of bone powder.

But the number of bones was too great, one wave after another, seemingly endless, like the waves in the sea, never stopping.

Jiang Qiong felt that his spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, and the attack of the battle axe was gradually becoming slower. Every swing required a huge effort.

"This can't go on like this!"

Yun Shu shouted, with a hint of anxiety in his voice, "These bones seem to be controlled by the mist, we have to disperse the mist first!"

Jiang Qiong understood, concentrated his energy, injected all his spiritual power into the battle axe, and performed the "Mountain and River Breaking" move.

The shadows of the mountains and rivers on the battle axe suddenly enlarged, and a huge air wave spread out in all directions. Wherever it went, the fog dissipated as if blown away by a gust of wind.

Without control of the mist, most of the bones stopped moving and collapsed to the ground, making a crackling sound.

But there are still some powerful ghosts, whose skeletons are covered with a layer of black mist, making them more agile and their attacks more fierce.

One of the ghosts opened its mouth and spit out a black beam of light that carried a breath of destruction.

Jiang Qiong dodged quickly as the beam of light brushed past his shoulder, leaving a charred hole in the wall. Black smoke was still coming out of the edge of the hole, as if telling of the powerful force of the beam of light.

Yun Shu attacked from the side, stabbing the ghost's head with his soft sword at an extremely fast speed. The ghost reacted very quickly and stretched out his arm to block the attack.

Yun Shu's soft sword chopped on its arm, leaving only a shallow mark, as if its arm was made of steel.

Jiang Qiong took the opportunity to go behind the ghost and chopped its back fiercely with the battle axe.

With a "bang", a huge wound was opened on the ghost's back and blood gushed out.

But it still did not fall down. Instead, it turned around and let out a shrill scream at Jiang Qiong. The sound was like a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts and making people shudder.

The scream was so piercing that Jiang Qiong felt a sharp pain in his head, as if countless needles were piercing his head. He almost couldn't hold the battle axe.

Upon seeing this, Yun Shu quickly used his spiritual power, and a beam of red starlight shot towards the ghost's mouth.

The starlight hit the target accurately, and the ghost's mouth was instantly blown to pieces, but it did not die. Instead, it split into two smaller ghosts and continued to attack, as if it was an immortal monster, making people feel desperate.

The battle became more intense, and Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu both suffered a lot of injuries.

Yun Shu's arm was scratched by a ghost, and she felt numbness at the wound, as if countless ants were gnawing at her arm;

Jiang Qiong's leg was also bitten, and blood kept flowing out, staining his trouser legs red.

But they did not retreat at all. Instead, they fought more and more bravely, with determination and unyielding spirit in their eyes.

Jiang Qiong used "Mountain and River Break" again. This time he concentrated his spiritual power on one point, and a sharp wave of air shot towards the heart of the ghost.

With a "puff" sound, the air wave penetrated the ghost's body. This powerful ghost finally let out a scream and turned into a pile of bones. The bones were scattered on the ground, as if it was its last struggle.

With the death of this ghost, the other ghosts seemed to have lost their backbone and their attacks became chaotic.

Yun Shu seized the opportunity and unleashed a series of sword moves. The red sword energy swept through like a violent storm, killing the remaining ghosts one by one.

Every sword energy carries her anger and determination, and every sword swing seems to be a challenge to fate.

When the last ghost fell, Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu were so exhausted that they collapsed to the ground. The wounds on their bodies were still bleeding, and their breathing became very rapid, as if their lives were almost exhausted.

The fog gradually dissipated, the sky turned pale, and a new day was about to come.

Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu supported each other and stood up. Looking at the bones scattered all over the ground, they felt a lot of emotions in their hearts.

When the fog dissipated, the sky in the east began to turn pale, and Jiang Qiong and Yun Shu dragged their wounded bodies out of the village.

The ground beneath my feet seemed to still retain the warmth of the battle, and the bone powder floating in the air flickered in the morning light like a strange snow.

Black corpse poison was still condensed on Yun Shu's soft sword, and the seven-star true fire on Jiang Qiong's battle axe had also dimmed a little, but the fighting spirit in the eyes of the two had not been extinguished.

As they walked along the thorny path, the terrain became steeper. Strange fluorescent vines grew on the rock walls, and each leaf looked like a slightly open eye, trembling slightly as they passed by.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge stone gate appeared before them. The stone gate was ten feet high, with complex runes carved on its surface. Those runes seemed to be flowing slowly, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

There is a stone statue on each side of the stone gate, one holding a jade ruyi with a kind face;
The other one held a bronze sword with sharp eyes.

"This should be the entrance to the Heritage Hall."

Jiang Qiong took a step forward, and just as his palm touched the stone door, the runes suddenly glowed brightly, and a powerful force pushed him back several steps.

Yun Shu quickly supported him, and the two looked at each other, both seeing vigilance in each other's eyes. (End of this chapter)