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Chapter 153 Longji Hot Spring

Back in the room, Xinglan asked, "What did you find?"

Si Bin's tense shoulders relaxed and he said, "I'll let you know when I've finished combing it."

Xinglan trusted him very much and didn't ask any more questions. She just walked up to him, put her jade-like arms on his shoulders, and followed his escaping eyes with her bright amber eyes.

Si Bin knew what she wanted to do. He said, "I want to squint for a while, and then enter the shadow world to exercise."

He knew that if they became entangled now, it would probably be endless for the couple who were in the stage of passionate love. He now wanted to make the most of every moment.

"Oh." Xinglan lightly pressed a kiss on his lips, then turned and entered the room.

Si Bin lay down on the sofa, calmed down, let himself fall asleep, and visited paradise.

Sleeping peacefully in Beijing, dreaming of Butterfly Pavilion.

Si Bin stood up and rang the bell. Qingxiang soon appeared at the door.

"Please, coach!" Si Bin bowed to Qingxiang respectfully.

Qingxiang straightened his back and nodded gently, "Follow me."

"Where?"

"Thousand Deaths Pavilion."

"Thousand Deaths Xuan? Are you going to see someone?"

"The owner there is no longer here. We are going to borrow a venue there - the Thousand Deaths and Hundreds of Refining Fields."

A thousand deaths and a hundred training fields?

Why doesn't it sound very friendly...

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion. The waist of the corridor is unobtrusive, and the eaves and teeth are high.

After passing through countless folding corridors and flying corridors, the two came to a courtyard built against a mountain.

The eaves here are wide and the walls are red, surrounded by bamboos, and the shadow is like silk. The wind blows in the bamboo forest, and the fine leaves cut the wind, blowing on the visitors' faces, bringing with them a faint smell of blood. They stretched out their hands to touch their cheeks, but they were not hurt at all. It makes people shudder and put them off.

Si Bin followed Qing Xiang to the door. He saw that the assistant chief on the door was not a ferocious beast such as Pixiu or Chilong. It was a kind of evil spirit that he had never seen before. It had sharp horns on its head and ferocious eyebrows. , showing his fangs.

Qingxiang grabbed the door knocker in the evil ghost's mouth and knocked gently. No one was inside. By doing so, she seemed to have opened some kind of restriction.

Three dull sounds of metal hitting the door woke up this dead courtyard.

Qingxiang pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Si Bin.

After entering, I discovered that Qingxiang had just borrowed this place. The courtyard was very deserted, with moss-covered steps, dry ancient wells, and weapon racks leaning against the wall...

"This is where the master of Thousand Deaths Palace lives."

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him since three years ago."

After passing through the courtyard and walking out from the other side, Si Bin couldn't help but raise his head. Countless white stone steps appeared in front of him. At the end was a place like a competition platform. At least a hundred meters away, the faint smell of blood was still looming. .

The two climbed up the stairs, and when they reached the top, Si Bin was shocked.

What he saw were corpses strewn all over the ground. The blood on the ground was an inch thick, and there were scattered limbs, broken bones, and internal organs everywhere. Swords, axes, spears and halberds were placed around the training ground like the bamboo forest around the courtyard, and all of them were stained with blood.

"It's too late to regret now." Qing Xiang's words were emotionless.

"At least let me die knowingly?" Si Bin swallowed a mouthful of saliva that smelled of blood. "What's going on here?"

"To put it simply, the master of Thousand Deaths is a war madman who pursues the ultimate in power. For this reason, he constantly trains himself and never stops until death."

"Until death?"

"No rest until death."

"..."

"Because Anmei Jingji cannot die. He takes advantage of this to temper his body with death in order to gain new life."

After hearing this, Si Bin suddenly thought of something, "If you practice like this, can your attack power exceed 1?"

Qingxiang said: "That's exactly what he is pursuing."

She looked at Si Bin, "In other words, this is what people in their path pursue."

"What way?"

"Invincible at the top."

Extreme?

Si Bin suddenly remembered the Jidian Hall.

It turns out that reaching the top is also a way...

Looking at the bloody and crazy scene in front of him, Si Bin couldn't help but complain:

This approach doesn't feel so normal...

Extremely... I think he is extremely insane.

Just as he was thinking this, Qingxiang walked to a drum, grabbed the bone drumstick, and banged it hard.

Boom! !

The sound of the drum was heavy, and the entire mountain peak seemed to shake with it, as if it was rising out of the abyss. The corpses around it seemed to be awakened by it, and they all moved closer and pieced together automatically, without any logic or rules, barely forming a human shape.

sieve!

The sword on the ground seemed to have sprouted consciousness, flying towards the corpse and getting into its hand.

There were blue flames in the eyes of the corpse, glaring at Si Bin with overwhelming hatred.

Qingxiang stepped aside consciously, and Si Bin found that a dark curtain of light had risen around the training ground at some point, blocking the people inside from leaving.

"Master, I forgot to tell you that the remains of the corpses inside all belonged to the top strong men before their death. Therefore, fighting them is equivalent to directly competing with those strong men."

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As soon as a question mark appeared on Si Bin's head, he felt a chill on his neck. Before he could draw out the Emperor's Blade of Justice, he was already dead.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still standing next to the drum. When he swallowed his saliva, there was a burning pain in his throat.

Resurrection will not completely eliminate the pain for a short period of time.

There is more than one corpse on the field, with different postures, and presumably different occupations during life.

The corpse just now was very fast, slightly slower than Barbarossa, but already faster than Xinglan.

Spells and followers cannot be used here. It is hell difficulty as soon as it comes up, and Spencer suddenly feels his scalp numb.

Without much hesitation, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward resolutely.

Qingxiang sat on a blood-stained rock, looking down at the scene in the training ground with a smile on his lips.

……

"Do you know what step-by-step means?" Si Bin was carried on his back like a Qingxiang anti-rice bag. There was not a single intact bone in his body, his intact flesh and skin, and the pain in his internal organs "echoed each other."

"Go steady, steady..."

Qing Xiang squinted at his twisted cheeks and smiled softly: "Only death can bring out a person's potential. Only after experiencing death can your body remember that lesson."

"This is not the college entrance examination!"

"uh-huh?"

"As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death!"

"I think that's right."

Si Bin found that he could not refute.

"So where are we going now?"

Si Bin just wanted to have a good rest, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow, in a physical sense.

"Take you to recuperate."

"Recuperation?" Si Bin couldn't believe Qingxiang's words now. She often said things that sounded normal, but her actions were completely different from what she imagined.

Don't play by the rules!

"Yes, I'll take you to the hot spring for a dip." "Hot spring?" This word was somewhat familiar to him.

Hey, I remember if Dragon Hostel was related to hot springs.

Qingxiang answered his doubts.

"Come from Zhishun in Longji Mountain."

Longjishanzhi is the Dragon Clan’s inn.

Can hot springs be used as well?

"Other professionals are not allowed to soak in their hot springs casually. If you soak in them for a long time, they will turn into fire-breathing lizards."

"..."

“So, we came along and remodeled it.”

"Why, is Anmei Jingji still a chemist?"

"Chemist?" Qingxiang chuckled, his laughter sounding like a clear spring nearby, sweet and sweet, "Well, chemist, you have seen this chemist before."

"Ah?" Si Bin recalled, "Four dragons?"

"Yes!" Qingxiang said, "No one has ever bathed in that hot spring before. No one wants to turn into a lizard with wings."

Can you respect the dragon professionals?

"Later, Silong came. It is said that she was tired from eating and drinking and wanted to take a bath, so she found the hot spring. After taking a bath for a while, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"So, in a fit of anger, she used her ability to change the water quality of the hot spring. As a result, it produced an effect that surprised her."

"What effect?"

"That hot spring is divided into two parts. One is called [Clear Spring] and the other is called [turbid spring].

"The former focuses on 'washing', while the latter focuses on 'filling'."

It sounds like cutting off bones, cleaning marrow, and reborn...

Where did the Four Dragons come from as “immortals”?

The water and trees are clear all the way, and the floating mist is warm and green.

Soon, Si Bin was carried by Qing Xiang to the top of another mountain. The mountain was covered with deciduous trees, and a winding path led to a quiet place. At the end was a wooden house with a large area. From three to five meters away, you could hear the sound of water hitting the rocks. Gurgling sound, slow and quiet.

Entering the wooden house, there is a dark green curtain on the left and right, with a white circle drawn on it, and large ink characters written inside the circle, which are "Qing" and "turbid".

"Are there any order requirements?"

"First turbid and then clear."

Si Bin walked into the room corresponding to Zhuoquan, but he didn't expect that there would be something else inside.

The space inside is very spacious, surrounded by exquisitely carved wooden boards, and the appearance of the next door can be glimpsed through the gaps. There are no more rooms here, only screens are used to separate the spaces, and some are painted with flowing clouds, landscapes, or feathers and flowers.

There is an attendant in a bathrobe standing next to each screen. There are men and women. Judging from their demeanor and behavior, they are all clever.

Qingxiang said that other services can be provided here.

Si Bin didn't think wrongly. He saw that in the space separated by the screen, some were equipped with Go boards and some were equipped with coffee tables and tea sets. They must have been for the entertainment of people who finished their hot spring tour.

Thinking of people, Si Bin realized that he met many people along the way, but most of them were concentrated in the halls of the pavilions. If they met on the road, they would not communicate with each other.

This "not communicating" is Si Bin's subconscious behavior.

"Is there anyone else here to hang out?"

"Yes, there are not many people. Everyone you know now comes here often."

"Then there should be men and women, right?"

"No." Qing Xiang looked at Si Bin's surprised expression and asked without changing his expression, "Why, do you want to enter the women's bathhouse?"

?

Si Bin felt that his ears had been cut off by a corpse and his head had been smashed, causing him to have problems with his brain and ears.

How do you speak?

Is there something wrong with what you're paying attention to?

"There are no distinctions between men and women. Isn't that a mixed bath?"

"You want a mixed bath?"

? Can you listen carefully to what people say?

"Don't think about it, this is one person and one spring."

"..." Si Bin didn't know how Qingxiang thought about the problem, but when he heard that there was one person and one spring, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's not a mixed bath. Are you disappointed?"

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm your maid, and I will serve you." With that, Qingxiang took off her strapless black and white maid uniform.

Si Bin quickly grabbed her hand, "Wait a minute! I am an adult. In our world, our parents and teachers have taught us since childhood to do our own things."

"You do yours and I do mine, does it matter?"

?

The corners of Si Bin's mouth couldn't stop twitching:

Oh my God, Qingxiang, with your dedication and service spirit, if I have the opportunity to introduce you to the Yingjie Department, I bet that soon they will frame your portrait and post it in the office of every subordinate regiment. inside.

After walking out of the backyard, Si Bin saw that although this hot spring was built against the mountain and cascading down, it was not the kind of waterfall hot spring. Each hot spring had its own spring, and the spring water was like white jade, emerging from the bottom of the pool. , turn to the water, there is a gurgling sound. There is also a stone carved dragon head beside the spring, the size of a palm, with blue and transparent water constantly pouring out, which seems to neutralize the bottomless white jade spring water.

The water quality of the clear spring next door is clear and pure, and the dragon head beside the spring spits out dark blue water.

The same thing is that the spring water is hot, and the steam is dense. When illuminated by the light from the clouds, you can see a colorful halo, which is like a dream.

Si Bin remembered that he could just see the scene here from the window, but it was far away.

"I'm going in."

"You go in!"

"Then go away, or you can find a hot spring and take a bath."

"I'm going to give you a massage so that your sore muscles will heal quickly."

"I can press it myself."

"I am your maid, listen to me!"

"?"

"Lie down!"

"I'll go, tap tap tap... ah!!!"

Si Bin was sure that Qing Xiang must have deliberately retaliated against him, saying that he was massaging his muscles, but in fact, he was almost separating his flesh and blood.

He vaguely remembered that two months ago, Fan Zhi asked him to go to the Foot Washing City for massage. The experienced aunt was also very strong. He gritted his teeth in pain and almost shed tears, but he could still bear it.

But this time, he was fluttering in the water in pain, like a fish being pulled out of the water by a fishhook, struggling with water splashing everywhere, but Qingxiang refused to let him go. The more he struggled, the harder she worked.

As a result, Si Bin couldn't stand the pain anymore and suddenly stood up. Qing Xiang was grabbing his shoulders and he threw him into the spring.

Si Bin thought that Qing Xiang would give up, but he never thought that she would ignore his soaked body and rush up to him and press him to the edge of the spring. He changed his position, which made it easier for her to exert her strength.

The sound of silk and bamboo playing in the distant pavilion was melodious and melodious, but no one had ever sang along with it.

And today there is.

Sitting up in shock while dying of illness, Si Bin suddenly opened his eyes, his head was so dizzy that he almost fell off the bed.

He only remembered that he seemed to have fainted from the pain in the turbid spring. Then he looked down and saw that his clothes were neatly on his body, and he realized that Qingxiang should have done everything well and brought him back to the room.

Next to him, Xinglan was sleeping in a very upright posture, sleeping soundly. He saw that it was only half past seven.

He carefully walked out of bed without making any movement, went to the living room, moved his limbs and joints, and found that although his muscles were still a little stiff and swollen, the degree was very mild, not even as good as the soreness in his leg muscles the day after running a marathon. .

Qingxiang really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve...

(End of this chapter)