(Fourth Update)
"In the Spiritual Wood Tribe, it's a big crime to bring an outsider back to the tribe. When the time comes, I won't be the only one locked up. All of you will be treated as intruders and be severely punished," Wu Man Er explained.
Hearing this, Jiang Shentian frowned and was a little distressed.
"Brother Jiang, you don't have to worry too much. I might not be imprisoned when I go back this time. Even if something happens and I can't come back, I will find a way to deliver the Mother Earth Origin Liquid to you," Wu Man Er said.
"Miss Man Er, don't worry. I believe in you," Shen Luo said as he stepped forward.
The reason why he said this was not because he was confident in obtaining the Mother Earth Origin Liquid, but because before he left, he had already sent a letter to Lu Huaming to ask the Tang Empire's government to see if there was any way to solve the problem.
A few days ago, he received a reply from Lu Huaming on the way. He knew that the Tang government had also sent people to Mount Putuo, which they were on good terms with, to seek help.
Hearing this, Jiang Shentian could only agree to wait.
When Wu Man Er was here, because of her lively nature, she often asked Shen Luo and Jiang Shentian questions, so the three of them didn't feel lonely. Now that she was gone, only Shen Luo and Jiang Shentian were left staring at each other, which seemed a little awkward.
After these days of interaction, Jiang Shentian had already eliminated Shen Luo as a suspect. However, he was still under the orders of the sect, so he still strictly adhered to the mission of watching over Shen Luo.
"Brother Jiang, even if you want to watch over me, you don't have to look at each other and follow me closely, right?" Shen Luo said helplessly.
"What do you want to do?" Jiang Shentian asked.
"Brother Jiang, Miss Man Er won't be back for a while. We can't just watch each other like this. Let's each choose a place to cultivate by ourselves," Shen Luo said.
"Alright." Jiang Shentian thought for a moment and nodded.
Shen Luo picked a towering ancient tree about thirty meters away from Jiang Shentian and sat cross-legged with his back against the tree. He closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
At this moment, his expression didn't seem to be abnormal, but in fact, his body was in turmoil. It was like adding oil to a raging fire. The Demonic Qi of Chi You that was hidden in his body flared up again and began to corrode his body.
After experiencing several Devil Qi outbursts, Shen Luo's perception of the Devil Qi before it exploded became clearer and clearer. He could also feel that the outburst of Devil Qi was getting out of control.
His magic power had just begun to circulate, and his eyes had already begun to turn red. His meridians began to show abnormal movements, and a faint layer of black gas overflowed from the pores of his body. As long as he delayed for a moment, the demonic energy would completely erupt again.
Shen Luo immediately formed a seal with both hands, and the magic power in his Dantian quickly circulated. The Demon Slayer Sword that was hidden inside immediately lit up, and a rich pure Yang energy began to spread from the sword, flowing into the meridians of his body.
With the help of the Pure Yang Treasure Book, the original power of the Demon Slayer Sword was stimulated even more. Waves of pure Yang energy began to wander around his body, suppressing the rampaging Demonic Qi of Chi You in his meridians.
However, this time, as soon as Chi You's Demonic Qi and pure Yang energy clashed, Shen Luo felt that something was wrong.
This time, the rampaging of Chi You's Demonic Qi was obviously not as intense as before, but the suppression of pure Yang energy was also not as strong as before. Both of them seemed to have entered a period of exhaustion, and the situation became a little stalemate.
In this way, it became even more difficult for Shen Luo to suppress the Demonic Qi. From the original boiling in a raging fire to the current frying in a small fire, the pain he had to endure was also gradually lengthened.
Time passed bit by bit, and the sky gradually darkened.
It was not until dusk, when the sun was about to set, that Shen Luo finally suppressed the rampaging Demonic Qi.
At this moment, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and even his eye sockets were sunken because of the large amount of water in his body.
He slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and the worry in his heart grew.
If the Demonic Qi rampaging continued like this, it would be tantamount to opening up a battlefield in his body. Chi You's Demonic Qi and pure Yang Qi would have to fight from time to time, and his body would not be able to withstand it sooner or later.
Just as he was thinking about what to do next, a bush not far in front of him suddenly shook.
Shen Luo suddenly became alert. Previously, he was busy suppressing the Demonic Qi and did not have time to release his Divine Sense to investigate. He did not know what was approaching him.
"Who."
He shouted, and at the same time rushed forward, holding the pure Yang flying sword in his hand.
A Sword Qi shot out and opened up a path in the bushes. A skinny figure appeared in the middle of the path.
Shen Luo took a closer look, and found that it was a girl of eight or nine years old. She was wearing a blue dress with exquisite silver ornaments, and her dress was somewhat similar to Wu Man Er.
He stopped his sword and was about to ask, when he saw the sluggish look on the girl's face instantly turned into horror. Her scream, "Sister, there's a ghost!" resounded through the whole forest.
She dragged out the last syllable of "Ah", and tears fell from her big and round eyes.
Shen Luo looked through the girl's dark eyes, and saw that his face was pale and his eye sockets were sunken. He suddenly realized that with the dark atmosphere of the forest, he indeed looked like a ghost rather than a human.
He quickly took an elixir, and circulated his magic power to absorb it. Soon, his original appearance was restored.
Shen Luo squeezed out a smile on his face, and wanted to greet the girl.
Who knew that before he opened his mouth, he heard the girl shout again, "Sister, come quickly! Ghosts can change faces …"
This shout made Shen Luo so angry that he laughed.
"Dust Blade." At this moment, a shout was heard.
Suddenly, a yellow halo lit up in front of Shen Luo. A puppet that looked like it was made of mud stood up from the halo. It held a long sword in its hand and stabbed toward Shen Luo.
He furrowed his brows and hurriedly retreated. Unexpectedly, the clay doll chased after him relentlessly.
Shen Luo stood still, and with a horizontal slash, the puppet was cut into two along with its weapon.
The yellow halo on the puppet escaped into the ground, and immediately turned into a pool of wet soil.
Shen Luo held his sword in front of him, and looked at the girl. He saw that a female figure had rushed over, and was protecting the girl behind her.
At this moment, Jiang Shentian, who had been meditating with his legs crossed, was alarmed, and rushed over.
"What happened?"
Hearing Jiang Shentian's question, Shen Luo shook his head and looked at the other side.
The female figure in front of the girl had a gentle face, an exquisite figure, and a magnificent chest. Her purplish-red hair was tied up high, and there was a pink lotus on top of her head. She looked delicate but not shy, gentle but not seductive. Her temperament was quite special.
"What are you ghosts?" the female asked.
"Miss, you must be joking. How do we look like ghosts?" Shen Luo was speechless.
"Since you are not ghosts, why did you pretend to be ghosts to scare Xiaonu?" the female asked.
"Something went wrong with my cultivation, and my complexion was not good. Coincidentally, the girl saw me, and I scared her. I am really sorry." Shen Luo took the initiative to apologize.
As he spoke, he kept the weapon in his hand.
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