Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 323 Bone Suppression
Stone slabs, at first glance.

After holding it in your hand and carefully rubbing it, you will find that the texture of this thing is different from that of a stone.

It was very light; Pei Xia tapped it with her finger, and there was a distinct tapping sound.

This is... a bone?
Pei Xia tried to break it, and it shattered with a crack, scattering some powder.

It's bone, and it must be very old bone.

Pei Xia looked at the bone fragment in her hand, her eyebrows twitching. Her gaze swept across the dark brown embankment at her feet, gradually focusing on the pale white "spots" scattered among the stars.

I didn't notice it before, but now that I look at it, don't these white spots look a bit too similar to the bone fragments in my hand?
Pei Xia squatted down, rubbed the white patches with her fingertips, and pressed down.

Without needing any spiritual power, just by applying force with one's knuckles, one can hear a crisp cracking sound, and the spot embedded in the embankment immediately breaks, creating a dent.

He rubbed his fingertips together and then pressed his entire palm into the dark brown embankment.

In the glow of spiritual energy, the dark brown fragments shattered, revealing a human skull deeply embedded within it!

Pei Xia stood up with a solemn expression, and the Sea Patrol Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

As a sword beam swept past, a gap several meters wide was cut open in the surface of the embankment.

Bathed in the crimson light of the churning lava, the pale skeletons in the gaping hole were a horrifying sight!
Pei Xia's eyes twitched, she tightened her grip on the sword, and then let out a long breath.

Is this the method used by our ancient ancestors to seal off and suppress evil spirits?
He looked up and then at the four embankments surrounding the enormous cavity; the long stretches of dark brown soil were filled with countless human bones…

How many lives would it take to seal off a scourge?
Thousands? Tens of thousands?
I'm afraid there are more than that.

The dark brown embankment protruding from the lava is only one zhang high.

From the other side, one can peer into the depths of the hollow and wonder how deep the barrier that plunges straight into the abyss must be.
Pei Xia slowly loosened her grip on the sword, withdrawing it from her wrist. She exhaled the scorching air, and after a long while, she slowly spoke to Ye Baicha: "Dig."

……

Leyang Water Mansion, Qingni Terrace Small Building.

In the pavilion overlooking the river, two old men have been sitting facing each other for a long time, separated by a narrow tea table.

Qingxianzi remained silent, so Pei Xi ignored him, his thin, slender fingers holding a thin book, his eyes slightly narrowed as he read intently.

Outside the pavilion, an old tree stood. A breeze from the river blew, and a leaf fell, drifting and floating, eventually landing on Pei Xi's book, obscuring the words.

The old prime minister, who had been living in seclusion, remained expressionless, but his eyes, which had been fixed on the pages of the book, now turned to the fallen leaf.

Qingxianzi laughed heartily.

The old Taoist priest, with his whisk tucked into his waistband, picked up the teapot from the table, poured water into a bowl, and then dipped his fingers into the teacup, rubbing them gently: "Is it broken?"

Pei Xi remained noncommittal, loosened the rolled-up book, turned the cover, closed it, and placed it on his lap.

“Didn’t you break it off too?” he said.

Qingxianzi shook his head: "I am different from you. Whether I stop eating or not, I will eat when I should."

Pei Xi raised his withered face slightly and chuckled softly in the river breeze: "It's no different. Even if the Suppressing Bone breaks his Qi pathways, the Dragon Cauldron will still break him once he leaves the Fire Vein."

Qingxianzi scrubbed the teacup clean, poured water again, and pushed it to Pei Xi: "Aren't you afraid he'll die?"

Pei Xi lowered his eyelids, reached out and picked up the small bowl. The tea was calm and amber-like, reflecting the old man's face, which seemed to be on its last legs: "Life and death are nothing but trivial matters. Besides... aren't you all still here?"

His murky gaze swept over the small pavilion by the river.

The delicate baby girl murmured softly in her tiny cradle.

On the riverbank in the distance, a figure covered in black hair, not resembling a human, stretched its neck, as if gazing at someone in the river.

Outside the pavilion, two sweet-looking girls were playing a game of slapping the backs of their hands. Their laughter was like silver bells, and the two wooden-sheathed iron swords behind them jingled as they swayed.

The old Taoist shrugged: "I have a family to support, I just want to find a place to settle down, who can I guarantee will come?"

Pei Xi picked up the book and brushed aside a lock of hair from his forehead: "An Sheng? Where is An Sheng?"

Qingxianzi poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, then drew his whisk from his waist, picked up his wife's cradle, and said, "Qinzhou." After saying that, he turned and left the pavilion, calling out to the black-haired man and the two girls, "Let's go."

The two girls chattered and followed their master side by side. Because the long swords they carried were angled to the left and right respectively, they kept bumping into each other as they walked.

The big, dark-haired guy was a bit slower to react. After hearing his master call out, he stood by the riverbank and stared at the people in the water for a while before belatedly raising his head.

Deep within the thick fur, there seemed to be a pair of eyes, glancing at Pei Xi in the pavilion from afar.

Watching the figures of Weishan master and his disciples disappear into the distance, Pei Xi glanced sideways at the eastern horizon.

To find Ru Tao, the help of Zhengu is indispensable.

But isn't this timeframe a bit too fast?

So fast, could it be that something is trying to interfere...? Pei Xi slowly loosened her grip on the book, her fingers lightly pinching as if she were about to strangle it.

But at the very end, he paused again.

If the other party is not involved in karma, even if the energy path is calculated, it is unlikely that any clues will be found.

"That's all."

Old Pei lowered his head again, flipped open the book with one hand, fiddled with the pages, and his expression became weary again: "You've grown wings."

……

Bare hands, they dug out the sleeping skeletons one by one from the ruins that had existed for countless years.

Although it may seem disrespectful to our ancestors, there's nothing we can do about it right now.

Within this bottomless void, the power of the ancestral land of fire veins is exceptionally solid. If one wishes to enter the sealed-off area of ​​Ru Tao using a human body, these remains of the ancestors are probably the only way.

As Pei Xia bound ancient human bones to her body one by one, she could clearly feel that the heat waves surging from the abyss had less and less of an effect on her.

Even though he couldn't discern anything special about these bones from the traces of spiritual energy, the effects were undeniable.

The seal of the ancestors is still reliable. If it weren't for Pei Xia, Ru Tao might have been sealed for a long time.

But no.

No.

I am fully aware of what I am doing.

There's a wicked pig in my head too.

If I die, the evil spirit in my mind will also tear the entire Kyushu apart.

By then, what difference will it make whether Ru Tao is out of trouble or not?

Yes, my line of thinking is correct.

I should delve into the Fire Vein. If I can obtain the Peach of Ru, the two Calamities will counterbalance each other perfectly, which would be the only way to solve the problem once and for all!
The seven or eight skeletons bound to his body made Pei Xia look somewhat comical.

Ye Baicha, who was standing to the side, also followed Pei Xia's instructions and bound several skeletons.

He walked to the embankment, reached out and grabbed Ye Baicha's arm, and said in a deep voice, "Hold on tight."

Ye Baicha has no concept of death; she is actually fearless.

But following Pei Xia's orders, she still held tightly to her master's arm.

Raising her head, her bright yet empty eyes reflected Pei Xia's eyes, a blurry ray of seven-colored light shimmering deep within them.

He raised his hand and brushed it across the jade pendant. Two black mud footboards, forged from the fiery sun's dark gold, landed beneath his feet. Pei Xia took a deep breath, grabbed Ye Baicha, and led her from the embankment into the bottomless abyss.

Jump down!

(End of this chapter)