Chapter 209 White Wolf
A light female voice sounded in Xie Que's ear. He looked up and saw several daggers coming one after another.
He was not in a hurry. Looking at this power, he could guess that the opponent was only at the ninth level of thunder tribulation.
Xie Que slightly flicked his fingers and put the dagger into it with several golden auras.
The dagger fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Xie Que's breath was silent, and he reached the top of the tree in an instant.
The woman in front of her was tall and well proportioned, with her legs taking up most of her body.
Under the black tights, he wore silver leather armor that seemed to be made of snake scales. There were two swords crossed on his back, and his white hair was tied into a tall ponytail.
But Xie Que stood behind him and couldn't see his face clearly.
The woman disappeared instantly because of Xie Que, and she couldn't help but tremble.
The atmosphere gradually became quiet, and the woman felt that there seemed to be someone behind her.
She decisively turned around and drew her sword. Xie Que chuckled and struck out.
The woman suddenly felt a surge of energy coming from the palm of her hand, shaking away the magic power from her entire body.
At this moment, Xie Que could clearly see the appearance of the woman in front of him.
Her eyes had strange silver vertical pupils, and there was a sudden scar above and below her left eye, from her forehead to half of her face.
A strand of gray hair hangs down in front of his eyes, as if he wants to cover the scar.
This face is not ugly, but full of heroic spirit, and the scars give it a different kind of sassy style.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the woman's expression became extremely cautious.
She looked indifferent, raised her eyebrows and held her sword. From the fight just now, she knew that the man in front of her was not simple.
Xie Que took the initiative and asked, "I don't mean any harm, I just didn't know that this medicine field had an owner. I saw overgrown weeds and thought it was an ownerless thing."
The woman seemed relieved when she heard Xie Que speak, but she was still nervous: "Do you know who you are?"
Xie Que couldn't help but be confused: "Why don't I know?"
The woman asked a few more questions, and seeing that Xie Que answered them fluently, she finally let out a breath.
He put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard on his back, but his face was still wary.
"Since you still know who you are, let's go out early."
Xie Que asked, "Why?"
The woman just shook her head: "When you came here, were you attacked by those corpses?"
Xie Cao nodded.
The woman continued: "This miasma can make people lose their minds. If you stay here longer, you won't know who you are."
"Those corpses were addicted to this miasma and completely lost themselves."
She took the initiative to pull out a rush and threw it to Xie Que: "Refine it. This can temporarily resist the invasion of this miasma."
Xie Que was stunned for a while and asked: "How come you..."
Before she finished speaking, the woman said directly and decisively: "I can't beat you, so I want to let you leave quickly."
"Of course, it's not easy for you to kill me."
Hearing this, Xie Que couldn't help but choked, and then he clasped his fists and saluted: "May I ask the girl what your name is?"
The woman thought for a moment and shook her head: "I have no name. I am a white wolf. Just call me White Wolf."
Bai Lang pulled out a rush and sat cross-legged on the ground. He seemed not to worry about Xie Que's sudden attack and started refining on his own.
Vaguely, Xie Que could feel that there were still a few eyes that seemed to be spying on him.
It turned out that he had an accomplice. Xie Que chuckled and then refined the rush.
After refining, Xie Que suddenly felt that his whole thinking seemed to be much clearer.
The connection between the differentiated thoughts and the Yinshen has also become closer, and the speed of practicing different literary skills has also become much faster.
As the tide rises, all boats are lifted, the effects of fellow immortal warriors are also activated, and their physical strength also increases a lot.
Xie Que nodded secretly in his mind. It seemed that refining these rare treasures that could enhance the Yinshen was also a good way to increase his strength.
When Xie Que opened his eyes, the white wolf had already left a few minutes ago.
The rushes planted in the bushes in front of him were also picked by him, leaving nothing behind.
Xie Que guessed that Bai Lang and his companions must have lived in this vast sea for a long time, and they must have several medicinal gardens growing rushes to prevent themselves from being invaded by the miasma.
Sure enough, during the rest of the journey, Xie Que never saw any hallucinations in the miasma.
It's just that those corpses are still annoying, appearing and disappearing from time to time, which makes Xie Que feel sick.
After searching for another three days, Xie Que finally found some clues after searching the surrounding three thousand miles.
Outside the dense forest, a rugged stone forest appeared.
The miasma was much lighter, and he could detect traces of a large group of people passing by not long ago.
Following this trace, Xie Que went all the way deep.
After all, he found traces of King Yan's men.
They built a small station here with huge rocks, only a few thousand meters long and wide.
Since this station seemed to be surrounded by formations, Xie Que did not break in without permission.
After all, with a Yang Shen True Lord as the formation's eye, the combat power that can be generated is unimaginable.
Xie Que observed here for two days. It seemed that the miasma was relatively light.
The real people on duty here sometimes have hallucinations before their eyes, like frightened birds, but they will not lose themselves.
Due to the formation shrouding the station, the miasma seemed to be much lighter.
In order to prevent the real person on duty from becoming confused, the defense will be changed every six hours.
This time, the two people who changed defenses were obviously much better at cultivation and were better able to withstand the miasma.
They looked relaxed, as if they were on vacation with wine and food.
Xie Que, a master in blue robe, was relatively familiar with him. He was actually the master Chenpan who bought the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield.
Master Chenpan poured wine and drank freely, his face reddish and a little sad: "Hey, I don't know what the prince's situation is."
Another real person that Xie Que could name was Master Liangyan, who came from Shuiyue Zen Monastery.
Master Liangyan did not drink, but he kept worrying on his brow: "I heard from senior brother that the prince's condition seems to have worsened a lot."
Sickness? Xie Que's heart moved and he couldn't help but listen more carefully.
Master Chenpan drank a glass of wine, his face became more rosy, and he pointed to the sky: "Master, look at... the giant bird made of iron..."
Master Liangyan did not raise his head, but just patted Master Chenpan on the shoulder: "Brother Taoist, don't drink any more. This miasma is already hallucinogenic."
"It doesn't matter..." Master Chenpan poured another glass of wine into the cup, "I would like to ask the mage to elaborate, how is the prince's condition?"
Master Liangyan sighed: "The prince seems to be... he can't recognize himself now. He always thinks that he is the King of Chu."
Master Chenpan shook the wine glass in his hand: "King Chu?"
Master Liangyan nodded: "I don't know much about the rest."
Xie Que was also moved in his heart.
The disadvantage of the blood-born reincarnation method is that it completely devours the opponent's physical body and memory.
He might be able to use this as a breakthrough to kill King Yan without any blood.
After all, the immortality of True Lord Yangshen is no joke.
As long as a single thought remains in the body, it can lie dormant and wait for recovery.
After saying that, Master Liangyan looked behind Master Chenpan and said, "Brother Taoist, there is a monkey behind you."
"Hallucination, hallucination!" Master Chenpan waved his hand without looking back.
The two seemed to be used to each other saying strange things.
Xie Que did not conceal his whereabouts. After changing his body shape, he walked straight in from the entrance of the formation that the two men were guarding.
"It seems to be Master Feng Tianyu..." Master Chenpan waved his hand.
Master Liangyan shook his head: "I saw it too, but it must be an illusion..."
"It must be an illusion!" As he said this, Master Chenpan drank the wine in his glass.