Chapter 32 The Mountain of Spiritual Roots
After passing the long corridor, he was slightly surprised by the last stone hall.
There were gravels scattered everywhere in the hall, and there was a big pit in the middle. Water was pouring out, but the water only flowed inside the pit and did not overflow. It can be seen from the shape of the broken stones that there was originally a pool in this hall, but the people who came in front, probably looking for something, roughly blasted the entire pool to pieces, leaving this mess.
I wonder if he is like me. He went through a lot of hardships to get here, but couldn't find any bullshit opportunity. So he became so angry that he overturned the pool to vent his anger. Liu Qinghuan thought happily, he even suspected that many people had visited this maze, otherwise the entire maze would not be so clean, with not even a bit of usable dregs left. Unfortunately, there was nothing else for him to vent his anger, so he had no choice but to sigh. It seemed that he was destined to return empty-handed from this trip. Forget it, it would be prudent to arrive at Haoyuan City early.
He turned around and was about to go out, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a flash of green in the gravel.
Liu Qinghuan paused, walked to the corner of the wall and moved away the gravel, and saw a branch-like stick sticking out from the sapphire brick.
The surface of the wooden stick was smooth green, with no branches or leaves, and only a small section slightly protruding from the ground. It was hard to tell what it was. To say it was grass, it would have grown too strangely, without even a single leaf. Its figure was too thin to be called a tree, but it was almost the same as a small wooden stick that happened to be inserted in the cracks of bricks on the roadside, but it also had some traces of... The seemingly nonexistent vitality does not look like a dead thing. Moreover, after wandering around the maze for so long, all he saw was water and stones. This was the first time he saw vegetation, and he couldn't help but be very curious.
Using his fingers like a knife, he carefully cut through the two-inch-thick jade bricks around the stick, and then peeled away the soil underneath. He saw that the stick had densely packed tiny roots, but it did not send the roots out like other plants. They stretch out in all directions, but are tightly intertwined like a tangled mess.
This is very interesting. He reached over to pull it out and take a closer look.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Sooner or later, the wooden stick dragged its roots and suddenly rushed towards Liu Qinghuan at lightning speed. Liu Qinghuan, who was already leaning down very close to it, was so horrified that he leaned back and stretched out his hand to block it, but only caught a trace of cyan afterimage.
But in the blink of an eye, the wooden stick had disappeared into his body.
Liu Qinghuan felt a chill in his dantian, and the next moment, pain as devastating as heaven and earth came from his dantian. He let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground with a thump, unconscious.
At this time, a strange scene was taking place in Liu Qinghuan's dantian.
In the center of the sea-like dantian, there is a small island-like mountain, which is the appearance of Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots. All spiritual power circulates around this mountain of spiritual roots. Liu Qinghuan has the spiritual roots of the three systems of wood, water, and earth, with the wood spiritual roots being the main ones, so most of the mountains with spiritual roots are blue. The yellow color representing the earth spiritual roots is in the lower part of the mountain, like the earth supporting the green mountains, and the blue color representing the water spiritual roots is Color is at the bottom, surrounding it like blue water.
At this time, an uninvited guest came to this mountain.
After the wooden stick entered Liu Qinghuan's Dantian, it fell directly to the top of the mountain. It spreads its roots comfortably and sways gently. Then, those roots sprang out like snakes, winding all the way along the green mountain, and soon they were densely wrapped around the mountain wall.
The green mountain swayed slightly as if it was being strangled, but it didn't help. It could only let its roots spread until it penetrated into the yellow soil and reached into the blue sea water.
Soon, the roots entangled the entire spiritual root so tightly that the mountain of spiritual roots could no longer maintain its appearance. The illusion disappeared and returned to a green bamboo-like stick covered with roots.
If Liu Qinghuan were sober, he would definitely find that his spiritual roots were very similar to that wooden stick!
Mu Guan'er seemed extremely satisfied when he saw Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots restored to their original appearance. The roots were like tentacles and patted the trembling spiritual roots, as if whispering comfort.
After the spiritual root calmed down, it turned into a phantom and slowly melted into Liu Qinghuan's spiritual root body. At this time, Liu Qinghuan, who was in a coma, was shaking like chaff, with a painful and ferocious expression on his face, and veins like a horned dragon. The roots stand tall.
When the wooden stick was completely dissolved, all the roots that were originally wrapped around the outside were retracted into the root body, and everything returned to the original state, as if nothing had happened.
After a while, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes from his coma. He lay on the ground confused for a moment, and the next second he recalled the scene before coma, and couldn't help but touch his waist and abdomen in panic.
It was fine there, with no holes or any missing pieces of flesh, and there were no other strange sensations in other parts of the body.
Close your eyes and look inside your Dantian. The cyan ocean of spiritual power is filled with sparkling waves, and the mountain of spiritual roots in the center is no different. Liu Qinghuan's consciousness went up to the sky and into the sea, searching every corner of his dantian, but he could not find the stick.
"It's impossible, it's impossible that there are no abnormalities!" Liu Qinghuan muttered to himself, feeling extremely annoyed. He searched again and again, but still found nothing.
"What on earth is going on? What on earth is that wooden stick!" He anxiously lowered his consciousness to the mountain of spiritual roots and looked at the entire Dantian from a high place.
The dantian is the birthplace of a cultivator. If foreign objects invade, it is like hanging one's life on the waistband. If there is anything wrong, the body may die and the Tao will disappear. Now he clearly knows that an unknown stick has invaded, but he can't find it. How can he not be anxious!
But I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the sea of spiritual power seemed to be particularly joyful at this time. From time to time, a bunch of spiritual power would jump out of the spiritual sea with joy, pull out a spiritual flower on the sea, and then jump back into the sea. . Especially the mountain of spiritual roots where he is located, the whole mountain is surrounded by spiritual energy. Countless clouds transformed by spiritual power are floating in the mountain. After a while, they turn into a spiritual rain and fall. The scenery is so beautiful that it can't be compared with the fairy mountains overseas. That’s all.
After feeling it quietly for a while, Liu Qinghuan's mind slowly calmed down. Blessings and misfortunes come together, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. No matter what the purpose of that wooden stick is or where it is, there is no choice but to have soldiers come to block the water and flood the soil.
After sorting out his emotions, he came out of the stone hall and returned to the bluestone maze outside. He had been too frightened today, and now he just wanted to get out of this weird maze quickly.
An hour later, the channel shook. Liu Qinghuan followed the current and soon discovered that this was not the backflow of the lake. He actually fell into a coma for a day and a night! Worry once again came to my mind: What happened during this day and night?
The passage we passed through was something we had never been to before. Calculating this way, it would take two hours for the lake to reach the previous stone hall. It can be seen that the place we want to go this time is further away from the big lake.
After one stick of incense, the water flow suddenly accelerated. Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard and fell out, feeling a faint light leaking from above her head. He glanced around, and before he could take a closer look, a fiery red figure rushed toward him from above like a cannonball. Its large mouth full of sharp teeth opened and closed violently, completely covering the body behind it.
Liu Qinghuan was agitated, raised her hand and fired a few wooden thorns. The wooden thorn left a white mark in the water and stabbed the opponent. What surprised Liu Qinghuan was that after only hearing a few "clicks" and opening and closing the fish's mouth a few times, one of the wooden spines was clicked into several pieces. It refuses to give up, chasing other wooden thorns and biting hard, with such an aura that it will definitely tear you to pieces, which makes people feel chilly.
I actually met a dragon-scaled fish! Could this be the Tianyuan River?
Liu Qinghuan had taken this opportunity to put on the purple cloud hood and stepped aside. After the fish finished biting the wooden thorn, he could not be found. He was furious and clicked the fish's mouth loudly, then turned back to chase the broken wooden thorn.
It made a lot of noise, attracting several dragon-scale fishes, all chasing the wooden thorns and biting them until the wooden thorns turned into a pile of broken wood slag and scattered in the water. Seeing that there was nothing left to bite, the last fish foolishly bit the tail of the fish in front of it. The fish was so painful that it turned around and took another bite. The two fishes charged at each other fiercely with bulging eyes, with fish scales flying and flesh and blood splashing everywhere.
Liu Qinghuan hid behind the rocks at the bottom of the water and watched dumbly as more fish joined the battle. These fish are so scary, they are a bunch of crazy fish.
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