Facts have proved that as the two personalities in Chang Xi's body grew, the two seemingly extreme personalities tended to merge with each other. Chang Xi did not blindly overbear goodness, nor did he indulge in the negative emotions in his heart. The two independent personalities complement each other's shortcomings.

After a fierce discussion between Chang Xi and another personality, Chang Xi tried to absorb the breath of the yellow spring into the two-color lotus platform that slowly flowed in the Dantian. He was surprised to find that the breath of the yellow spring could indeed replace the sword intent of the dead energy to replenish the loss.

Although the origin of the dragon clan in Chang Xi's body suffered a severe injury during his lifetime, the yang energy was slightly insufficient, which made the life and death sword intent on the two-color lotus platform inevitably have a taste of yin and yang decline, and in the long run, it will breed one and another disadvantages, but it is better than the current situation where the life and death sword intent is not replenished for a long time.

Li Renjie said: "Since you are in the underworld, you might as well try to find a method to cultivate the Yin and Yang Qi in the future. This method that few people have learned is probably lost in the world of the world, but in the underworld, you may have to find it by spending some time in the underworld."

Chang Xi nodded, clenched his fist and said, "The origin of the bloodline of the Dragon Clan is the most yang and strong energy in the world. As long as you find the treasures that can restore the origin, and then find the most yin energy in the yellow spring, you may be able to achieve the yin and yang life and death in one fell swoop!"

Lying back to Chang Xi's chest, the personality curled her lips, and she was too lazy to attack Chang Xi's enthusiasm. After all, having a dream and a goal is always good. Then he said: "Don't forget the little medicine. The little girl was very slandered by the explosion and shock before you die. You also need to find nourishing souls and treasures to help her recover. Otherwise, her medicine mill body and medicine garden will not be able to open, so you don't expect your pills."

Chang Xi stroked the dark ring on his ring finger and nodded solemnly.

The lake wind was getting colder and the sky was getting late. Chang Xi stood up from the cliff with his sword. He stared at the distant beauty of the colorful lake under the bleak afterglow, and his eyes twitched slightly. He always felt that something was wrong today compared to the past.

Suddenly, Chang Xi realized something was wrong. The green mountains in the far distance of Panlan Lake looked so dark and gloomy. Chang Xi's eyes were filled with golden and blue colors, and he suddenly realized that the dark things that were still surging were actually a group of evil ghosts with terrifying appearances!

Chang Xi's pupils shrank suddenly, "Ghost Tide!"

Chang Xi has seen the description of the ghost tide in many classics left to him by Meng Po. The ghost tide is composed of evil ghosts and poisonous creatures who cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation. The domains under the rule of ghost emperors in various fields are so wide that these low-level evil ghosts who cannot enter the eyes of those big men gather from various filthy places every few years into robbery and burning, which is a nightmare for the unarmed villagers of Ningcuidian!

The ghost tide composed of tens of thousands of evil ghosts was rushing towards Ningcuidian from the other side of Panlan Lake. The eyes were covered by a black area, covering the sky and the sun. The ghost tide was not very fast on Panlan Lake, but the huge and invisible ghost tide was really shocking, forming a black tide on Panlan Lake.

Chang Xi immediately rushed back to Ningcuidian without looking back.

Chang Xi quickly returned to Ningcuidian and immediately gathered hundreds of people in the village, and told them about what he saw with a blue face.

Xier went up and slapped the fat man behind the back. The fat man staggered, and the salt pot on his back smashed to the ground. Green and red salt grains sprinkled all over the mountain road. Xier took the fat man's hand and rushed to catch up with the retreating team.

The little fat man turned his head and looked at the burning of the grass salt he had saved for several months, crying heartbrokenly. Seeing Sister Xier who was pulling him to run, the little fat man quickly held back the rest of his crying voice.

"As long as we are still alive, we may not be short of these things in the future. What is more important than life? We must survive and wait for Brother Chang Xi to come back!"

Xier, who was swaying in tears, suddenly looked back.
Chapter completed!