Yuan Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "What are you talking about?"

The waiter suddenly showed a strange smile and said, "He said you are dead."

With a bang, the waiter immediately burst into a rain of blood. Then a clear light lit up, and soon Yuan Qing grabbed a ball of blood in his hand.

It turned out that he used his magical power to capture the blood rain when he was unable to do so. Otherwise, even if something happened to him, the inn would have been instantly razed to the ground by the power of the explosion.

The people in the inn didn't know that they had escaped, and Yuan Qing closed his eyes. Although in just a short moment, he had recorded the appearance and breath of the waiter. Through his keen spiritual thoughts, he constantly analyzed the other party's breath, and scenes formed in his mind. The picture was a retracement of what happened to the waiter from the moment Xiao Er self-destruction.

Finally, Yuan Qing confirmed a picture, which was when the waiter accidentally met an ordinary man with a stout figure. Yuan Qing opened his eyes suddenly and slowly disappeared from the air. It was because his speed was too fast that the afterimage left behind was temporarily residing in the air.

A horse was raising a large area of ​​dust on the official road, causing pedestrians on the road to avoid it.

While the horse was running at high speed, a tall and thin Taoist stood on the road ahead. His eyes were staring at the horse running towards him.

He pointed a little finger, as if an invisible net was stalking the people and horses together. The horse made a neigh, raised its front hooves, almost throwing the man on his back out.

Yuan Qing turned his fingers into claws, and suddenly a ball of blood emerged from the man's body, as agile as a poisonous snake, intending to escape. But in the end he failed to escape and fell into Yuan Qing's palm.

When the man on the horse's back was peeling off his blood, his flesh and blood seemed to suddenly melt away, leaving only his skin wrapped around his bones.

Yuan Qing did not look at him again because he knew that this man had died long ago, and he was relying on this blood and energy to support his body, making him look like an ordinary person.

This blood and energy are extremely spiritual, and even begin to corrode Yuan Qing's magic power, making him feel bored and want to vomit.

On the other hand, the murderous intent in the body, under the influence of this blood energy, began to move. If someone else saw it, he would find that Yuan Qing's eyes were stained with a layer of blood.

Of course, Yuan Qing knew that someone was calculating him, but if the other party could understand his situation in this way, it must be his enemies. If he ruled out one by one, only Huang Quanzi was the most suspicious.

The blood energy in his hand was extremely pure, and Yuan Qing could not resolve it for a moment. If he blocked it in the Yuan Tu Sword, it would probably be the best choice, but Yuan Qing vaguely felt that he could not do this, so he spent 10% of his magic power to seal the blood energy in the palm of his hand.

After doing everything, he spread his right palm, and a little bit of it appeared in the palm of his hand like cinnabar.

However, Yuan Qing must have suffered all the losses, because the cinnabar mark is a strange blood that has been blocked. It is definitely not an ordinary magic trick, and it must be closely related to the person who casts the spell.

So he could sense an existence in the dark with the cinnabar mark.

Yuan Qing did not go rashly, but first released a flying sword and sent it back to Qingxuan Dao Sect. Then he went to the Western Wilderness of Yuanzhou and heard that a Buddha's relics were found there. Perhaps getting this object would be helpful for him to suppress the hidden dangers in his body.

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Now the wind and snow cover this barren mountain, especially after nightfall, it is dark, and even some brave and brave people in the martial arts world will not choose to go up the mountain at this time.

The mountain temple on this mountain is growing in a bonfire. Under the red light, a little girl with pink and jade is reflected. Her outline is impeccable, and the light green tendons can be seen vaguely, like jade.

The wind and snow did not stop, and the cold air broke into the temple with wind leaking everywhere.

If the little girl is an ordinary person, she will definitely not be able to survive this cold night.

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary person, and she can refine the free energy between heaven and earth and nourish her body while breathing.

She suddenly said to the statue of the god not far away: "Those who never forget each other are ghosts and gods, but I don't feel that you have any obsessions."

The nameless light suddenly lit up on the shoulders of the statue. The soft light actually overwhelmed the vigorous bonfire. The statue, which had already faded, suddenly opened and closed its lips, making an ethereal and mysterious sound, "Are all the Qi training men so powerful now? I don't think you are too old, you can have such insight."

"I can feel that it's not because I'm a Qi training man, but I'm born with this ability and it has nothing to do with anything else. You haven't answered me yet." The little girl was naturally Qingshui. When she saw the statue of God speaking strangely, she was not scared, but continued to ask for it for granted.

But she had no intention of doing anything, just looking for something to do on this cold and snowy night.

"Oh, if a person dies without obsession, he will be reborn in the Pure Land or fall into reincarnation. And I become a mountain god, it is not that I have obsession to let my soul stay in the world." The voice of the statue of the god was a little deeper.

Kiyomizuno: "Then how did you become a mountain god?"

"Actually, I was an ordinary woman at the foot of the mountain, but later I was pregnant for some reason. My father treated me very well. Although he saw me like this, he still didn't drive me out of the house. In order to protect me, he did not let me go out casually, and avoided many rumors. Later, a year later, I gave birth to a child. He could walk when he landed, and then told me that when I died of old age, he would come back to repay me. After that, he disappeared. So many years passed, I was so sick that I was ill. On the dying day, a man came. He had no eyebrows and hair, but was handsome and tall. He said he was my child and came back to repay me now. Then I saw him pointing to me, and somehow, I was light and trance for a while, and I became the mountain god in the temple."

After hearing this, Qingshui asked Shen Lian in her heart: "Do you know what's going on?"

Shen Lian smiled lazyly and said, "There is a reason why I asked you to come here. This mountain god is not simple. Do you know that there are few people in this world that can destroy her, although she has no power."

Kiyomizu said: "What else do you have to say, say it together."
Chapter completed!