I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

"Xi," he turned into a beam of green-black light and entered the crack.

Then, the crack immediately closed and disappeared.

Yu turned around and looked at the bloody, strange, and terrifying third door. His depressed face showed some unwillingness and melancholy, and his figure soon disappeared.

The cold wind howled. On the vast wilderness, the footprints of the living and the dead were quickly covered by the rolling dust, leaving no trace.

As blood gushed out, the door that was made of intertwining giant vines was covered in lumps and tens of thousands of heads were silent, leaving marks on it.

It was as if it had been standing here for countless years.

It seemed that even after countless years, it still remained unmoved.

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You su tomb.

The White fog was thick like a heavy veil, blocking his vision.

In the muddy field, three figures stood quietly.

The one in the middle had slightly frosty sideburns. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the tip of his brows, it did not hide his handsome looks. The person on the left was wearing an Emperor's robe and a golden crown. He looked graceful and luxurious, exuding a clear sense of Majesty. The man on the right was wearing a green robe and a pair of straw shoes. Other than a long sword on his back, he had no other decorations.

They were Fu xuanxu, Zhongkui yueji, and ning Wuye.

They maintained their standing posture, stiff as wood and stone, and there was no breath around them.

The White mist rolled and rolled. Occasionally, ghosts would pass by the three of them, but they had no interest in their physical bodies.

It was as if the three of them were just stones, soil, and dried branches that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

All of a sudden, the White mist began to boil violently.

After a violent surge, a particularly viscous mist suddenly emerged from the White mist. It quickly circled around the three of them and then quickly entered the body of the final sunflower.

The surroundings once again returned to peace.

After a long while, the three of them suddenly started moving.

They suddenly opened their eyes and began to walk backward.

The surrounding scene quickly receded. The three of them, who had no aura at the beginning, became filled with death Qi, as if they were the dead of the serene tomb.

They kept retreating. From their original position, they quickly passed through the wilderness, passed through the forest where Yin Qi water droplets were dripping, passed through the wet soil and dark swamp ...

In the end, the three of them retreated to the vicinity of a wooden pier.

The pier seemed to be abandoned. On several flagpoles, the lanterns swayed gently, illuminating the desolate and vast sea.

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Deep sea.

On a certain Island.

The sound of the suona was loud and excited. In a jubilant village, a family was dressed in red, and the people going in and out were all smiling. They were holding a wedding.

After a period of intense busyness, a carefully dressed wedding sedan was carried by several sedan carriers under the escort of the crowd. Accompanied by the clamor of the entire village, it set off on the journey to her husband's house.

The fog suddenly appeared, like the tide at high tide, and swallowed the entire wedding procession with a roar.

The yin Qi was strong, and the figures of the strangers disappeared one by one.

Only then did the bride in the sedan chair show her doubts. Blood was already gushing out of the Bridal Veil covering her head and instantly dyed her whole body ...

Soon, the mist dissipated, and the green-black ghostly figure carried the myriad work sedan and walked in the air.

In the palanquin, The Pink Bride wore a Phoenix Coronet and red robes, her brows tightly knitted.

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You su tomb.

In the depths of a withered forest.

The blood-red chains crisscrossed like a dense spider web.

In between the chains, there were many thumb-sized figures with the same appearance and expression, standing on the spot without moving.

"Hualala ..."ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

The originally quiet blood-colored chains suddenly came to life. Like a group of snakes, they quickly slithered through the entire forest.

Soon, a huge cage appeared and covered the dense forest.

At that moment, one of the figures rapidly expanded. His face and aura were also changing rapidly.

A moment later, Qiu opened his eyes and reached into the void, pulling out a grass cage.

The grass cage was empty.

Qiu frowned and disappeared.

A moment later, he arrived at a field.

There was nothing in this place. Even some of the traps that Qiu had set up had returned to normal, as if no one had ever entered.

The life providences and bodies of the three living beings he had captured were all lost!

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You su tomb.

At the teahouse.

The spatial crack opened, and "Xi,""ti," li lieyue, and Yan mingchen appeared from within. The moment they stepped into the ground in front of the teahouse, the crack immediately closed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Xi," he said in a low voice,"you sufen hates the breath of the living."

"The two living, please stay in this building and don't go out."

"After my Lord has successfully inherited all of the king's good fortune, I will follow my Lord's arrangements."

"Otherwise, if we alert the thousands of ghosts here, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Hearing this, li lieyue and Yan mingxiao's expressions did not change. They both secretly used their methods to check the teahouse. Seeing that there was no problem with the teahouse, they did not waste any time and directly walked into the teahouse.

"Squeak."

The wooden door was pushed open, and the two of them entered the building first.

The corridor was still cold and quiet. The White fog outside the glass window was boiling and surging. In the gray house, the flowers and trees growing in the brick cracks had not yet withered. It was a flourishing scene that was incompatible with the outside world. The situation was exactly the same as when they left, except that mo minglan was no longer on the chair.

As li lieyue walked in, he transmitted his voice to Yan mingchen, &Quot; she's a registered cultivation vessel. If she successfully leaves the grave, she must not tell anyone about Junior Brother PEI. &Quot;

"Curse" was once a taboo in you su tomb. It was rumored that the taboo had once tried to ascend!

The Fortune that Junior Brother PEI had obtained in the Yousu tomb, whether or not it had anything to do with Ascension, was enough to make people speculate.

Once it was leaked, it would definitely cause endless trouble!

In fact, many old monsters who had disappeared for many years would come to find him ...

Therefore, other than herself and this in-name cultivation furnace, no one else could know about this!

At this moment, seeing how serious the demoness li was, Yan minglin's brows furrowed slightly. She's not going to spread the news of her and Daoist PEI's cultivation? Then, how was she going to convince her Junior Sister Qiao to join them?

After all, Junior Sister Qiao and fellow Daoist PEI were in love with each other. It was just that they were rarely together and had never cultivated together.

At that time, he just had to explain it to Junior Sister Qiao.

On the other hand, fellow Daoist PEI seemed to like it very much. Furthermore, she had already promised fellow Daoist PEI when the three of them were cultivating together ...

Thinking up to this point, Yan mingchen immediately said coldly,"No!"

"We should at least let Junior Sister Qiao know about this."

Li lieyue's face turned cold and he immediately said, " "Qiao ciguang?"

"That's right. Junior Sister Qiao and Daoist PEI had performed a formal wedding ceremony in public, and they were officially married by Daoist PEI. It's understandable that no one else knows about this, but you can't hide it from Junior Sister Qiao." Yan mingxiao nodded.