Chapter 11 Cry in the Cave(2/2)
At the same time, subconsciously, I also held my breath.
At this moment, the young Taoist priest's handprint pressed on my forehead.
The next moment.
Rumble...!
The world with my eyes closed suddenly turned white. My mind and the world where Fenbao Cliff were all revealed, and my mysterious light shone everywhere. Even through the hands on my forehead, I even saw the scattered and ecstatic face as clear as if I could see it with my third eye.
"Hahahaha, the treasure is indeed on you..."
The young Taoist priest seemed to have entered my mind at this time, and his voice came out directly from my heart. All of this, I couldn't help but stand in place and lose control of my body.
Just at this moment.
The light emitted around the Fenbao Cliff moved, just like the eyes of the Taoist priest before, it began to move like a whirlwind, like a pit in the deep water, producing a powerful devouring force.
"Ah...no...no..."
In my mind, the surprise of the young Taoist priest instantly turned into a sound of fear and scream, and then it seemed to be swallowed by a huge vortex, without any sound.
"boom……"
In my mind, there was another loud thunder-like sound, and countless huge information exploded in my mind, such as "The Great Pill Directly Spectator", "Innate Pure Yang Jue", Longmen Sect, Qianfeng Sect, Baiyun Temple... etc., the messy information brought the remaining souls of the young Taoist priests to fly in the mysterious light around the Fenbao Cliff. Soon, the remaining souls of the Taoist priests melted, and in the end there were only some memory fragments of the powerful part of the young Taoist priests' obsession with them.
"call……"
I could no longer hold it in my chest, breathing heavily, and the scene in my mind disappeared.
Opening his eyes, the young Taoist priest still stood in front of me. What was different from before was that his face was now with a look of horror and despair, but his eyes lost their focal length, and they were wooden and had no spirit. They were like a wooden man, a sculpture.
One of his hands was still pressing against my forehead, as cold as the stones under my feet.
I'll take a step back...
"Bang..."
His body, like a wooden stake, pounced straight at my feet.
Dead?
I had a keen sense and could not feel the aura of the young Taoist priest at all. He seemed to be really dead.
Why did he die?
I felt panic and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
Not far away, deep in the cave, the hand-held lantern and coarse fragrance emitted a faint light and a faint fragrance respectively. The wind was whistling outside the cave entrance, blowing in scattered snowflakes and biting cold wind.
With a stiff dead body in front of me, this is not a place for people to stay.
Walk!
go home!
Suppressing the panic and fear in my heart, I jumped up, not forgetting to pull away my flying knife from the Taoist priest's hand, and then ran towards home one step deep and one step shallow.
"Oh...roar..."
Chapter completed!