Chapter 452 Breaking through the Fifth Realm
"Hey, I have a better way to help you, are you really not going to consider it?" The white-haired boy looked at Gu Xu with a helpless smile on his face.
"You want to borrow my body?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Exactly.”
“What should I do if you borrow it and don’t pay it back?”
"I'm very disappointed, Gu Xu," the white-haired boy sighed, "The two of us were born as one. If you died, I wouldn't be able to survive alone, but you actually don't trust me so much.
< br>"Besides, if you want to defeat Kong Xuan Sanren, you have no other choice but to believe in me. "
Gu Xu was silent for a few seconds. The sparkling tears on Xue Nu's face appeared in his mind, and he felt that what he said did make sense.
"Can you let me break through the situation first? he asked.
“Where is Meng Po soup? Go and drink it yourself!” "The white-haired boy pointed to the ground with his left hand.
Gu Xu lowered his head and saw an old black porcelain bowl on the ground, filled with turbid liquid and exuding an indescribable smell.
The legendary Mengpo soup is made by mixing human soul and earthly medicinal materials. Once drunk, the ghosts will completely forget all memories of their previous lives and be able to reincarnate with peace of mind.
In Dahuang's practice system, this is a magical elixir that can make monks transcend the world.
“If you want to move forward, you must give up.”
This is a sentence Gu Xu once read in a spiritual book.
According to the description in the book, ordinary people in this world are carrying heavy baggage - daily necessities, love, hatred, fame and wealth... which weigh on them, making it difficult for them to go further.
Only by taking out some things from your luggage and throwing them away can you move forward lightly and cross the hurdle of "Meng Po Pavilion".
In order to break through this realm, some people resigned and went into seclusion, some ran away from home, some went to the mountains to practice hard, and some cut off their emotions.
Gu Xu has seen many cases in the book, has learned more than one way to break through the situation, and has also witnessed the process of other people breaking through the situation.
Now it was finally his turn to make a choice.
"I have nothing but myself."
He sighed softly, slowly squatted down, picked up the "Meng Po Soup" from the ground, and drank it in one gulp.
The taste of Mengpo soup is very complex. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty are all mixed together, making it difficult for him to explain what it feels like.
As the liquid flowed into his throat, many memory scenes emerged in his mind one after another.
He thought of the days when he killed ghosts every day in Yishui County and accumulated merit to exchange for elixirs. He thought of Xiaohan gobbling up the beggar's chicken in front of him in Piaoxiang Tower. He thought of Chen Jisheng risking his life to climb the mountain. Going up to Yishan Mountain to pick snow ginseng for him reminded me of the Baihua Poetry Club in the Lu family's haunted house...
He thought of the fireworks of the Lantern Festival in Luojing, of the courtyard house located at No. 22 Jinyu Lane, Yanqingfang, of the elixir workshop called "Shuchangfang", and of the people who were reduced to ashes in the fire. Engagement...
He has the gift of photographic memory.
All along, no matter how much time has passed, these things have always been vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.
But at this moment, these memories seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and became distant.
His state of mind also became calm, and it was difficult for him to have any more waves.
He lost his official position, lost his status, lost his wealth, lost his marriage, and even lost the bond of cause and effect.
Since then, I have been alone and traveling lightly.
When Meng Po Tang completely integrated into his body, he felt that his whole body became lighter, like a hydrogen balloon, with his feet off the ground, floating upwards.
Floated out of Meng Poting, floated to the dark sky of the Nether World, broke through layers of clouds, and then rushed directly out of the sky...
The soul left in a short period of time Body is an ability possessed by strong people in the fifth realm.
At this time, Gu Xu was floating in the air in a state of soul separation, watching the battle between Xue Nu and Kong Xuan Sanren.
He saw the various clones of Kong Xuan Sanren turning into ice sculptures and returning to their original state over and over again; he saw the snow girl's tears flowing fiercely, blurring her exquisitely beautiful face. He also noticed that one of her sleeves was empty and dancing in the wind.
One of her arms has melted and disappeared!
Of course, under Xue Nu’s desperate attack, Kong Xuan Sanjin did not pay any price.
His two relatively weak clones could no longer withstand the chilling power of the ice and snow in the sky, and turned into broken ice shards, and then melted into water.
At this moment, Kong Xuan Sanren sensed his separated soul.
"As expected of a genius who once attracted much attention in the Da Qi Dynasty, he was able to break through in this critical situation!"
The white-bearded old man chuckled and said Ridiculing, he pointed lightly towards the location of Gu Xu's soul.
His true energy turned into invisible chains, which seemed to tie Gu Xu's soul and prevent it from returning to the body.
Seeing his actions, Xue Nu became even more angry.
She frowned, waved the "Jinghong Pen" with her remaining hand, and once again cast the "Defeating Scale Wind Scroll".
I saw the howling wind and flying snow like swords.
The chain transformed by Kong Xuan Sanren's true energy shattered into pieces.
Countless dense blood stains once again appeared on his skin.
In the process of his self-healing, Yuki-onna seized the opportunity, quickly recited the incantation silently, and immediately summoned countless beasts made of ice and snow, running and trampling on the promotion formation of Kongxuan Sanren, destroying those complicated formations.
At the same time, where the clones of Kong Xuan Sanren stood, countless frost-white vines suddenly appeared, like wriggling white snakes, entangling Kong Xuan Sanren's body and worming their way into his body. Flesh and blood, vowing to tear apart his internal organs.
The snow girl's ice and snow magic has always been famous for its ability to breed vitality in the extreme cold.
However, at this moment, this vitality-filled spell has become synonymous with cruelty and destruction.
Under the suppression of the "Destroyed Wind Scroll", many of Kong Xuan Sanren's fancy spells are unable to work, and they can only rely on their true energy and physical strength to endure.
But each of his clones cannot be as powerful as the main body.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the body of the middle-aged man who was good at performing rat tricks was torn apart by the ice and snow vines, and instantly burst into pieces, like torn paper, and fell into pieces all over the floor. crumbs.
At first glance, the Snow Maiden seems to have the upper hand in this battle, but the Kong Xuan Sanjin are retreating steadily under her thunderous offensive.
But Gu Xu knew that this was just an appearance.
The soul of the snow girl is like a candle in the autumn wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
The pair of embroidered shoes he put on for her had long since fallen off from under her skirt and turned back into fluttering paper talismans, falling to the ground with the flying snow like a butterfly with broken wings.
The hem of her skirt also became empty, like a disembodied ghost hanging in the air.
Her delicate white feet melted.
Her straight and shapely long legs also melted.
Perhaps it won’t be long before she will completely turn into a puddle of snow and disappear from this world completely.
The snow girl is indeed a symbol of "beauty".
Even in the process of death, there is no blood or filth. It is quiet and peaceful. In this vast white world, there is a touching sadness and beauty.
But when Gu Xu saw this scene, it seemed extremely cruel.
If the definition of tragedy is "tearing beauty into pieces for people to see," then at this moment, he is undoubtedly witnessing the most painful tragedy in the world.
So he ended his out-of-body state, returned to "Meng Po Pavilion", stretched out his hand towards the white-haired boy and said:
"Give me the authority and I will help her."
(End of Chapter)