MTL - Immortal Formula-Chapter 11 first acquaintance

   Chapter 11 First Acquaintance of Ziyin

   When Gu Yan opened her eyes, she only felt that the bones in her body were about to fall apart. Looking around, he was already on the ground. Deep ravines were cracked underground, and the surrounding area seemed to have suffered a mountain fire. The ground became charred, and the trees seemed to have been burned.

She stood up reluctantly and looked at the leather bag on her waist. The hidden spirit talisman and the escape talisman were both broken and unusable, and Zhen's explosion was like an aura bomb, destroying everything with aura around her. . Fortunately, the Five Thunder Talisman is still intact. Gu Yan put it away carefully, and then looked at her body, although there were still black marks on her clothes, but fortunately she could still wear it. She found a mountain spring to wash off the stains on her face, and then took a photo of herself in the water. Photo, fortunately, there is no injury on the face. Hey, Gu Yan looked down in surprise, a face of hers was printed in the clear water, and a pale yellow pentagram was printed on the center of her eyebrows.

   She dipped her hands in the stream water and rubbed vigorously for a long time, rubbing her skin red, but the pentagram became clearer and clearer. Gu Yan was very surprised. She circulated the infuriating energy into the meridians of her whole body, and did not find anything unusual. In the end, she cautiously probed into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and found that there was a small air mass in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

   It seems to be only a short mass of breath, like an egg, circling and wrapping there, there seems to be a constant flow of gas inside, it is obviously a quiet mass of air, but it makes people feel full of vitality.

  The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the place where the spiritual thoughts of immortal cultivators gather. There are many immortal cultivators with powerful mana, and many people have cultivated their spiritual sense to be extremely powerful. Usually, they don't need to shoot. A hundred miles away, they can kill people with their spiritual sense. But spiritual sense is usually intangible, ethereal and hard to find, but now there is such an extra air mass in the sea of ​​​​knowledge. I don't know why?

  Gu Yan's practice is all based on her own exploration, and she has never been guided by her master. She does not dare to make rash decisions about such phenomena that are not recorded in books. Fortunately, this did not affect her practice, so she just let it go for a while. After washing her face and packing her things, she hesitated for a while, but decided to go to the scene to check it out.

   Although everyone present should have died, she still wanted to see if Kuang Zhen was really dead, this arrogant and hot-blooded young man, Gu Yan always didn't want him to die so silently.

   She cautiously grabbed the Five Thunder Talisman and walked forward. It took about an hour to go before she came to where she was. Sure enough, yesterday's escape talisman, at least took her out for hundreds of miles. The closer she got to the center, the more devastated the ground became. She suddenly saw a corpse lying on the tree, with wide eyes and red cheeks like dripping blood. It was Mrs. Xu. The well-known craftsman in loose cultivation died here silently.

  Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, then took down the small bow in his hand. She vaguely remembered that it was a treasure. As for the Qiankun bag around his waist, the goal was too big, so she didn't do anything.

   Along the way, occasionally you can see corpses wearing Taoist robes, presumably they are people of Kun Yizong. None of these people had anything on them, and Gu Yan didn't stop there. They quickly arrived at the center and saw the bodies of Daoist Qingmu and Qingyangzi.

   The bodies of both of them exuded a burning smell, and their clothes seemed to have been burned to ashes. There was a big hole in the ground in the middle. There were three small pale golden arrows in the big pit. Under the reflection of the rising morning light, they quietly flashed cold light. Gu Yan picked them up and put them in his leather bag.

After turning around, I didn't see Kuang Zhen's body, nor any other traces, but he was at the center of the explosion at that time, could he escape unharmed, or was he blown into powder? No trace?

  Gu Yan's heart was a little chaotic. She thought she couldn't stay here for a long time, but she didn't want to leave immediately. At this time, she heard a very clear child's voice coming from the side: "This sister, what are you looking for?"

   Gu Yan looked back in amazement, and saw a little girl about eight or nine years old not far away, with two braids and **** eyes, jumping and jumping, she was really cute. But her hands are...

  Gu Yan's eyes widened, watching the girl jumping around on the ground, surrounding the bodies of those people, and scavenging everything in their arms. All tucked into a bag tied around her waist. There was a lot of black blood on the two tender and tender hands, but she didn't care. Gu Yan looked at the innocent expression on her face and smiled bitterly: "What kind of child is this?"

   After the little girl had finished picking up all the things, she walked up and down in front of Gu Yan and said with a smile, "I won't rob you of the few arrows you took away."

   She stared at Gu Yan with wide eyes, as if she seldom saw her age. She also compared the heights of the two with her hands, and then said, "My name is Ziyin, sister, who are you."

As Ziyin approached, Gu Yan could feel the spiritual energy surging in her body, "Are you also a cultivator?" And she stared at Ziyin with her eyes tightly, she had experienced many dangers, she really needed Be more careful.

   Ziyin seemed not to care, and said, "I've already trained the second level of Qi. Grandpa taught me well." As he spoke, he pointed his finger to the back.

Gu Yan looked back, and saw an old man with a red face, chubby, like an old birthday star painted on a New Year's picture, holding a cane in his hand. When he saw Gu Yan, he nodded his head in a salute and said: " Tianmu Mountain Sanctuary Gong Yangzi, did fellow Daoists also come to grab something after hearing the movement?"

  Gu Yan didn't know how to answer. The kind-hearted old man and the picturesque little girl in front of him took the three words "snatch something" for granted. After being stunned for a moment, he asked: "Did the sects in Tianmu Mountain not notice such a big movement?"

Gongyangzi smiled and said, "How can those monks in the foundation-building stage pay any attention to the battles of the qi-cultivating cultivators in the district. They all have powerful magic weapons, and they don't care about these spiritual tools. Wait for the morning class of those qi-cultivating disciples. When it’s over, someone will probably come over. So let’s start fast and run after we’re done, so we won’t be discovered.” He looked at Gu Yan without speaking, and asked, “Daoist fellow is also a loose cultivator from outside, right? , are you going to Tianmu Mountain to find people or things?"

  Gu Yan said, "My surname is Gu, and I'm going to Yunyang City." Gongyangzi was taken aback for a moment, his face a little solemn, and he said, "So it's a child of the Gu family, I'm disrespectful."

  Gu Yan couldn't help laughing bitterly in her heart, she had been disrespected by the name Gu for a long time, but she had never seen which way the door of Gu's house opened. He was also humbled.

   (end of this chapter)