v4 Chapter 111： heavy snow

Yi Yuxian keenly noticed the change in Zhou An's expression, and asked: "What's the matter? Is there anything special about it? The aura in Longmai Spring is quite special. It has the function of synthesizing impurities in the body. My flawless glazed body is made here."

Zhou An's eyes focused on the statue of the half-length woman. When he was in Luping County, he didn't pay much attention to the statue next to the spring.

The statue woman's hair stood up, like black snakes staring at the people around her, with an inexplicable taste, making people's eyes involuntarily move to other directions, instead of looking at her.

"This statue looks very special, is it refined?" Zhou An asked seemingly casually.

Yi Yuxian shook his head: "According to the records in the Dashu Mansion, this statue already existed when Longmai Spring was formed, and it was probably formed by a natural illusion."

"But the statue itself has no special function, and it has never shown any brilliance."

Zhou An nodded, he didn't get too entangled in this issue, but he felt a little bit afraid of Longmai Spring, thinking that this place might not be clean.

Even though he was thinking this way, he didn't notice anything wrong. Apart from the rich aura, there was nothing special about it. He didn't even notice the special aura here. Probably because he wasn't a pure immortal cultivator. The perception of this aspect is relatively slow.

Yi Yuxian stopped, and said to Zhou An and the people behind: "Just go in. If you practice in Longmai Spring, you will naturally feel the specialness of this place. The more you go in, the stronger the aura will be. Cultivators below infant and below can only stay on the periphery and must not enter."

While talking, he looked at Zhou An and said: "Your cultivation base is the highest, so you can probably go to the middle of Longmai Spring to practice, but you have to do what you can, as some people who overestimated themselves died here .”

Zhou An nodded to express his understanding, and led a group of people from Qingzhou to the Longmai Spring. The spring water flowed over their thighs, and the dirt on their clothes disappeared after touching the spring water.

The spring water has not changed in any way, and it is still extremely clear. If you look down from the top, you will not be able to detect the existence of the spring water.

The monks in Qingzhou all showed excitement on their faces.

Li Luo said: "It has been heard for a long time that the aura in the Longmai Spring can help break through the bottleneck. In the Immortal Mansion, there are two cultivators at the transformation stage who rely on the aura in the Longmai Spring to break through the fusion stage."

Cheng Jin said arrogantly: "This time I will definitely be able to break through Huashen."

Wei Lanfeng glanced at him and smiled: "Your cultivation has not been polished to perfection, how can you break through."

Cheng Jin said confidently: "Who said that you have to polish to perfection to break through, and only those who are stuck in peace will polish their cultivation to perfection in Huashen to seek an opportunity for breakthrough."

Before walking a few steps inside, there were people sitting cross-legged in the spring to practice. There were only about twenty of them, not many for this huge spring, and they would not disturb each other.

Zhou An walked inside, the mist became thicker and thicker, and some droplets of spiritual energy appeared on the skin. He kept walking inside, and did not stop when he reached the middle of the spring, wanting to see what was in the depth of the spring. situation.

He walked very slowly, much slower than normal walking, and the surrounding environment showed subtle changes in his vision, which were not easy to detect, and the originally transparent spring water became less transparent.

Suddenly, the clear spring water was as bright red as blood. When he came back to his senses, he checked the situation around him, but found nothing abnormal. Everything was still the same as before, the mist curled up, and the ground was calm The mirror-like spring water seems to be in a fairyland.

Even so, in his eyes, the sense of disobedience in front of him is getting heavier and heavier, as if he is wearing a pair of colored glasses.

"Blood?"

"Why is it blood?"

He muttered, confirming that the red liquid he saw just now was blood.

"Could it be that Longmai Spring itself is the blood of some kind of creature?"

Zhou An frowned tightly, thinking back and forth a lot, but couldn't come up with a result. He only felt that Longmai Spring was very mysterious, and probably it was much more than it appeared on the outside.

Just as he was wandering, his body underwent obvious changes, and his mystery increased at a visible speed.

As an Extraordinary, he doesn't need to cultivate like a cultivator, and there is no need for that, and the increase in mystery is a very metaphysical thing. Sometimes it doesn't change for a month or two, and sometimes it starts after eating. growth, or even decline.

Then, he carefully checked the situation in his body, unexpectedly, the breath of life remaining in his body merged with the breath of decay.

It is fusion rather than cancellation.

The reason why the spring of life can extend his life is that it can offset the decay brought by the decaying sword intent, so that he can survive.

But now the two have started to merge miraculously. This is an incredible thing, and sometimes they are incompatible.

It is precisely because of this that his mystery has risen upwards, and as the speed of fusion is getting faster and faster, the speed of mystery growth is also getting faster and faster.

He stood in the spring water without moving for a long time, and the aura on his body became more and more mysterious.

Yi Yuxian who was outside the spring was surprised. After waiting for two days, there was no change. He was about to leave when he suddenly felt the fluctuation of Zhou An's spiritual power, and his cultivation increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kind of speed is unheard of. If the speed of ordinary cultivators is riding a bicycle, then the extremely talented ones are driving a car, and Zhou An simply rides a rocket and is about to go to heaven.

This situation lasted for two or three days, and then it stopped abruptly, and there was no more movement. Yi Yuxian's face was a little numb, and he really wanted to go in to see what was going on with Zhou An, but he was afraid of disturbing him.

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Standing deep in the spring, Zhou An opened his eyes, frowned, and realized that something was wrong. The aura around Longmai Spring quickly merged the breath of life with the decayed breath in his body.

But the rotten sword intent can continuously bring him rottenness, without life energy as a barrier, he will die faster.

And I don't know what it is that is fused, it's a black mass, wandering through his body on its own, if you don't pay attention, you can't feel its existence, it doesn't seem to have any influence on him.

"Hiss~~"

He let out a breath, realizing that he seemed to be here to die.

"Life Spring, Dragon Vein Spring, Decaying Sword Intent..."

After thinking about it, he affirmed that there should still be something similar to decaying springs in this world. The nature of life springs and decaying sword intents are opposite, and the aura in Longmai Spring is just like some kind of adhesive, which can bind Two substances with completely opposite properties are perfectly fused together.

When he walked out of Longmai Spring again, he found that there was no one outside. Two guards in golden armor were guarding the door, and a man who looked like a **** was waiting for him.

Zhou An stepped out of the spring and asked, "Where are the others?"

The **** lowered his head, looked at him from the corner of his eye, and said respectfully: "My lord, the other people have all left a few days ago, and the national teacher also left beforehand, so let me wait here for your lord."

After Zhou An left Longmai Spring, he felt a deep death in the palace, rising from the direction of the Golden Luan Hall.

He didn't stay too long, the wind was blowing under his feet, he stepped on his sword and flew out of the palace. When he walked out of the palace, he realized that the situation outside was different from when he came in. There were few people on the street, and there were thick piles of piles. Snow, a faint **** aura floating in the air.

As soon as he walked halfway, Zhou An saw a **** monk in the alley below being chased by another man with purple bloodshot face and red eyes, shouting for help, not far away Even if someone saw this scene, they fled one after another, let alone stepping forward to help.

With one wave of his hand, a sword shadow fell from the sky, nailing the man behind him to the ground.

Seeing this, the monk who was being chased also stopped. Seeing Zhou An falling from the sky, he quickly cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, senior, thank you for your help."

Zhou An frowned, and looked at the man on the ground. He was a Golden Core cultivator. The spiritual energy in his body was completely disordered, like a mess, and exuded a deep evil spirit.

"What's going on here?" He asked the monk.

The monk was taken aback, looked at Zhou An's expression, and then explained: "There is a big problem with the snow falling in the imperial city, that is, what happened in the past few days. It is normal for seniors not to know."

"At the beginning, no one noticed it. Some monks in the imperial city started to go crazy and demonized. After more and more people followed, they realized that there was a problem with the snow falling from the sky."

"That's why many monks have fled the imperial city now. I also went through many fierce battles just now, and my aura was exhausted. Otherwise, how could this person be my opponent."

Zhou An didn't talk nonsense with this person. Realizing the urgency of the situation, he immediately stepped on his sword and flew towards the Wu'an Palace at a faster speed, beheading several crazy people along the way, including monks and ordinary people.

He thought that Qi Fugui had already left here, but he didn't expect that other people in Qingzhou had left.

Qi Fugui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him: "You finally came out. If you don't come out again, I can hardly stand it anymore."

Zhou An asked: "What's the matter? What's the situation now, the heavy snow in the imperial city will make people demonized?"

Qi Fugui thought for a while and said: "I don't know the specifics, it is probably caused by the great changes in the way of heaven, the falling snow is full of evil spirits, monks with defective moods can easily fall into the way, but those mortals mostly No problem at all."

Zhou An was a little strange: "Then if you don't leave, it may be difficult to resist this evil spirit with your cultivation base."

Qi Fugui shook his head, and said with a serious expression: "Father is dying now, and I can't leave even more. I must suppress the luck of the imperial city."

"Besides, as a prince, I have good luck, and the six evils are not invading, so there is no big problem."

"Then what are you afraid of?" Zhou An relaxed a little, sat down at the side, grabbed the hip flask on his waist and drank heavily. The hip flask itself was also a small space container, which contained ten buckets of wine, enough for him to drink.

Qi Fugui seemed to be really nervous, with sweat on his forehead. After seeing Zhou An, he let go of his hanging heart, shook his head and said, "You don't know, there are rumors that the father is dying, but the father doesn't want to die. You haven't seen anyone for a while, but after you entered Longmai Spring, you summoned King Jing'an."

"Everyone understands what it means to summon King Jing'an at this time. I'm afraid the will has already been prepared."

"At this time, there was such a phenomenon in the imperial city, which caused a large number of monks to leave."

Zhou An also understood what he meant, thoughtfully: "So you are worried that someone will come to assassinate you, is it the First Prince?"

Qi Fugui took a deep breath: "Anyone has the possibility. The current situation is too chaotic. There are quite a few people who want me to die."

"The main reason is that I don't have much power. The few monks who were protecting me in the palace had to leave the imperial city because of the symptoms of demonization."

He was like a general with a shaved head on a chessboard, without any protection, even a **** could be a general.

Qi Fugui endured such pressure, but still did not leave the imperial city, and Zhou An couldn't help admiring his courage.

Zhou An asked again: "Yue Li also left?"

Qi Fugui speeded up the movement of the fan in his hand, shook his head a bit and said: "No, actually I also persuaded your daughter-in-law to leave, but she has to wait for you to come out if she says anything."

"But I don't think she has been affected, and she still has the mind to hang out outside."

Zhou An probably could also think about what Yueli was doing now, and said, "With her around, you shouldn't be too dangerous."

Naturally, Yueli's strength is undeniable. It is impossible for ordinary monks at the transformation stage to be her opponent, and there are only so many monks at the fusion stage in the whole world, so it is impossible to blatantly assassinate Qi Fugui.

Anyway, the emperor of the imperial city is not dead yet, and Yi Yuxian is still there.

Embarrassment appeared on Qi Fugui's face, and he blushed: "Your daughter-in-law is too straightforward. I hinted to her before, and she told me directly that she would not interfere with the succession of the throne. Even if someone wanted to kill me, she would not stop."

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