Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 76 The boy on the cliff

Sheng Yan stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, motionless.

The crack under his feet is said to be an abyss, and the foul-smelling blood is still palpable.

There was some movement behind him, and the finely broken pebbles rolled outward amidst the slight vibration of the ground.

It wasn't a good place down there, Sheng Yu slowly stuck out his right foot and stepped on the edge of the cliff, trying to stop the rolling momentum of the small stone.

"Well! What are you doing there!"

Someone jumped from a high place, and after landing, it stirred up dust all over the ground.

Well, who is that?
Sheng Yu turned her head and looked around, but there was no one else around her.

The person who came rushed to Sheng Yu's side, grabbed her by the arm, and led the person back dozens of steps before letting go.

Sheng Wei was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that there were many small scars on the grabbed hand, and there were thick calluses between the fingers and the palm.

Like the marks left by holding a bow for a long time.

Obviously, it was definitely not her own hand.

Looking up at the person passing by, in front of her was a nervous young man with clean eyebrows, fair complexion, messy black hair, a long and thin knife pinned to his waist, and a big man who obviously didn't match his height on his back. An exaggerated bloody longbow.

He carried a rope and quiver in his other hand, and the other end of the rope fell on the high slope he descended, and some mournful wailing could be heard faintly.

There was still blood on the knife that hadn't been wiped clean, dripping down the blade little by little.

"It's too dangerous!"

The young man was reproachful, but his voice was as soft as the morning breeze, which made Sheng Yu's nervous heart relax involuntarily.

She hesitated for a while, then called out the name to this familiar face.

"rock?"

"No matter big or small, call me brother."

Sheng Yan found that Yan's eyes looking at him became weird, with a bit of disbelief, did she say something wrong?

"If Mother knows that you are here again, she will definitely be worried."

Yan patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and brushed off the thick dust on his shoulder.

"Let's go up."

Sheng Wei glanced at the tens of feet of high slope in front of him, and really wanted to say how she would get up there, but she didn't sense any sign of her body being drawn into her body, she was just an ordinary person.

Similarly, just like in the dream before, she lost contact with her storage magic weapon again.

"I……"

I can't go up.

I can't go up!

"I……!"

Sheng Yu's feet were nailed in place, but when the words came to his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything, so he chopped off his feet a few times anxiously.

Afterwards, she stared dumbfounded at the ground under her feet, with her as the center, the cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web, and soon reached the bottom of the high slope.

Shocked, is the ground too fragile or her strength is too great!

Looking at his stunned younger brother, Yan sighed helplessly, "Okay, don't lose your temper."

"This is the last corner of Yashan where you can see the Tong Palace. Jing must not want it to disappear."

In the subconscious, emotions that did not belong to her urged Sheng Yu to nod, and seeing this, Yan stepped forward to hold her hand.

"Go, go home."

The young man tapped his toes lightly, as if stepping on the wind, the two of them immediately stepped over the high slope, and when they landed with a crash, a wave of dust was stirred up.

On the slope, the source of the mournful wailing was the dozens of golden falcons that were only as tall as a few adults. Their wings, which were supposed to be as sharp as gold, were cut off from their bodies and randomly piled up on the ground. aside.

The falcon's body was tightly bound by seemingly ordinary hemp ropes, and they were strung together one by one, which looked a bit funny.

Seeing someone coming up, they immediately stopped howling, and shrank into a ball visibly to the naked eye.

Yan tugged the rope that was holding his hand, and the big falcons slid along with them, like little chickens, losing the majesty of the big monster.

When passing by the stream, he stopped, "Well, come here."

The nether sea of ​​blood burns everything, and there will always be special black ash floating on the top of the sea of ​​blood, which must be cleaned up before going back.

Sheng Yu was also a little curious about his current appearance, so he quickly bent down and looked down.

After the black and gray face was washed away, her appearance was clearly reflected in the gentle stream, clean and soft, as if she was the same as her original appearance, and her age was also similar, but with a little heroism added.

The stream water is clear, and the eyes in the reflection seem to be filled with golden sand, and it is like a shattered corner of the night, overflowing with stars.

"I became a boy? And...is this Tianji Lingtong?"

Sheng Wei just felt that a lot of carrots had entered his mind, and it froze all of a sudden.

Good guy, could this have appeared in someone else's dream, and her consciousness has possessed someone else?

I haven't noticed before that the clothes on her body are similar to Yan's. I don't know what kind of bird feathers and monster skins are used to sew the feather clothes. It should be white all over, but now it is stained with black ash. It's just a mess of black paint.

As Lianhe Yan said earlier, the identity of his body should be his younger brother, a young boy named Zhu Shanjing.

Yan took off the feather coats of the two and threw them into the water. With a wave of his hands, a large amount of wind gushed into the stream, enveloping the feather coats and splashing vigorously.

Sheng Wei squatted silently and observed, um, this is so quick, he should have done similar things a lot.

When he felt that the black ash was almost gone, after Yan waved his hands again, the feather clothes returned to the two of them, already soft and clean, not dripping water.

After getting dressed, Sheng Yu followed Yan and continued walking forward without saying a word.

The current situation is unclear, and I don't know when the dream will end, so don't act rashly.

She obviously shut down the system and revoked the authority of "Tian Lingling". Sheng Yu felt that her brain was about to run out. In her sea of ​​consciousness, only the two consciousnesses closest to her were the ones that did not belong to her. The most likely foreign object is the culprit that blinded her memory and affected her emotions.

If her guess is wrong, then what is manipulating her consciousness now?

What should she do to get rid of this unreasonable control!

After walking along the creek for an unknown amount of time, something other than loess finally appeared under the blue-grey sky. A stone castle as high as a hill stood under a cliff.

In the square, Qinglu was staring at the blue flag on the long pole below in a daze, counting the time for lunch break, when he suddenly saw billowing smoke and dust approaching in the distance, he cheered up.

A closer look reveals two small figures leading a large string of feathered birds.

"Young Master Yan's bow technique is really improving." Qinglu sighed, and pushed his companion, "It's not even past morning, so I'm back."

There is still a lot to gain.

"What's the use of making progress?" Jiang Miao lay down lazily on the ground without raising her eyelids.

"He won't be the young master of Zhu Shanbu soon, and he won't be able to take that bow with him."

Qinglu looked at the feather clothes on the two of them, showing envy in his eyes: "Oh, yes."

"You say that it's fine for Tonggong to fall in love with Yan, but what's the point of that idiot?"

Just because he is the patriarch's son?

Qinglu was about to laugh out loud when a shadow suddenly fell on his forehead.

"Fool, who are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)