Chapter 568

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"Cyan wind changing color..."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, his gaze deep. The white wind outside the window made a sense of unease rise in his heart.

Any change between heaven and earth is either related to rules and laws, or it is power beyond imagination interfering, such as the eruption of the Heavenly Fire Sea, or like the wind of this Qingsha Desert at this moment.

"Is there any connection between these two?"

Xu Qing's understanding of the Sacrifice Moon Great Domain was ultimately too little, and there were too many things in this world that couldn't be explained. At this moment, in silence, Xu Qing raised his hand, reached out the window, caught a grain of white sand in the wind, and brought it in front of him.

This sand was pure white, as if it possessed life. It struggled in Xu Qing's hand, and after finding it couldn't break free, it actually drilled into Xu Qing's flesh and blood.

Golden light flashed on Xu Qing's right hand, stopping the sand from drilling in, and he observed it carefully.

A long while later, Xu Qing saw some clues. This white sand grain... was more like a kind of insect egg.

"Could it be that the cyan wind changing color is because an unknown existence scattered its eggs, causing them to sweep across the entire desert and absorb nutrients?"

Xu Qing's eyes revealed contemplation, but this was just his judgment, there was no evidence.

As for whether the sand grain was an insect egg, it was also just Xu Qing's perception, there was no evidence. After all, there were many strange things between heaven and earth, so many times perception couldn't be fully trusted.

Linger poked her head out at this moment, looking outside, in awe. She also felt the ominous intent contained within the white wind and sand.

Seeing Xu Qing's expression, the parrot felt a bit guilty, blinked

its eyes, and didn't tell him about the fact that it had taken a shit.

A long while later, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze from the sand grain and landed it on the parrot.

The parrot's body shook, and it stood straight hurriedly.

"Can you move with people?"

Xu Qing spoke calmly.

"I can

!"

The parrot spoke loudly, but in its heart, it secretly thought, "I can, I can, but it depends on Grandpa's mood."

"Where is the Captain?" Xu Qing continued to ask.

"In the west of this domain, near the bank of the Siyin Long River." The parrot responded rapidly.

Xu Qing didn't ask anymore. Although he didn't quite understand why the Captain let the parrot call him over to prepare to light what kind of fire, since it was related to the sun, it should need his Golden Crow power.

Going for a trip was fine, but the Shadow hadn't returned.

Because of Xu Qing's research on curses, the Shadow often went out to hunt for him. Sometimes it would return in one or two days, sometimes it needed five or six days.

Xu Qing raised his head, looking at the hazy white between heaven and earth in the distance, calling the Shadow in his heart, but there was no response. This piece of wind and sand isolated everything.

Xu Qing could only rely on the connection in the dark to sense from afar that the Shadow was in a very far place,

and hadn't moved much.

And the parrot could return before the wind started. According to reason, it was impossible for the Shadow to see the white wind and remain indifferent.

"Brother Xu Qing, Little Shadow there..."

Linger looked at Xu Qing, feeling a bit worried in her heart.

"It should be that something went wrong, let's go take a look."

Xu Qing spoke calmly, looked back at this little medicine shop, tidied up the items, pushed open the medicine shop door, and when he walked out, he also locked the main door. After thinking for a while, he found a sign, wrote down the words of being closed for a few months, and hung it up.

Only then did he leave.

The parrot and the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor had already flown out, one accompanying him on the left and right, one landing cautiously on Xu Qing's shoulder.

He didn't pay attention to them, Xu Qing walked in the Tucheng.

Pedestrians on the street were rare, and there were vaguely some figures kneeling and bowing to heaven and earth, with murmurs coming from their mouths.

And the white wind and sand from all around swept from the horizon, whistling past the residences in the city. Every household, most of the doors were closed tightly.

The residents within and the cultivators of the small factions all around, unless it was a last resort, would not go out when the white wind and sand arrived.

Only those deformed ones would walk in the wind at this time, kneeling and bowing to the white heaven and earth.

"White Mother awakens, enjoying the Yan River."

"God Child descends to the world, saving the eight wildernesses."

"All living beings are confused, burying their hearts without being lost."

"I wish to become soil, nourishing the heavenly square."

The murmurs came from the mouths of those deformed ones kneeling and bowing to the white wind, carrying persistence, carrying piety, and even more so in this bowing, they untied the wide robes covering their bodies, revealing extremely exaggerated and ugly bodies.

Their bodies were shocking, as if they had experienced disorderly growth, with large amounts of flesh strips hanging down, and some even had limbs and faces growing on their stomachs.

And those flesh strips all raised themselves at this moment, swaying towards all directions.

This scene made the parrot gasp, its eyes widening.

Xu Qing scanned with his gaze, his expression as usual. He had already noticed when he came here before, and now there was no too much surprise.

Walking past these kneeling and murmuring deformed ones.

Step by step, he walked out of the Tucheng and arrived at the mountain cliff on the edge.

Looking from here, heaven and earth were a hazy white, the sobbing wind raged and swirled, the whole world seemed to have become a white ocean, countless sand grains moved with the wind within, blowing on Xu Qing's body, falling into his clothes, drilling into his flesh and blood.

But the next instant, as golden light flashed on Xu Qing's body, these sand grains all fell down.

After sensing the direction of the Shadow, Xu Qing tightened his collar, swayed forward, and the whole person

turned into a long rainbow and left the Bitter Life Mountain Range, stepping into the desert.

His robes danced, and the wind and sand drowned him.

In the desert, Xu Qing galloped forward. And in this wind and sand, the number of sand grains was endless, enveloping him from all eight directions, and vaguely, there was a sense of greed growing from all things.

There was even more life force permeating this heaven and earth, causing all living beings in this place to have their bodies appear to grow uncontrollably under this invasion.

And those sand grains, at every moment, wanted to drill in, wanting to parasitize in the flesh and blood.

The white wind carried catalytic power.

"If the sand grains are really insect eggs, it can also be explained as a catalytic effect. This is to catalyze all living things, to become things for the insect eggs to parasitize and nourish."

The vast majority of those catalyzed would eventually be sucked dry and die.

Only a few could escape after finding a mountain to hide, and thus there were those deformed ones in the Earth Cities of the Bitter Life Mountain Range.

However, their bodies were irreversible, coexisting with the insect eggs parasitizing in their bodies. Those flesh strips should be formed by insect eggs.

Walking in the wind and sand, Xu Qing sensed silently. While realizing in his heart, he also dispersed his poison prohibition power, spreading it outside his body, forming the only black in this white wind and sand.

All the sand grains, the moment they touched this black mist, would make a 'hissing' sound, then be rendered, falling to the ground like death.

But there were too many sand grains. Xu Qing understood that he had some methods to resist, but he couldn't stay in this white desert for too long, so his speed was faster.

Just like that, time passed slowly, three hours passed. In the white desert, not many figures of cultivators could be seen. It seemed that at this moment, only Xu Qing was walking in this desert, and the ground was also different from what Xu Qing had seen before.

The Qingsha Desert of the past had very little vegetation, but now in this white sandstorm, white grass grew on the earth. Those grasses grew rapidly. At first, they were the length of a finger, and soon they reached half a person's height.

Boundless white grass swayed in this wind, and this scene of the coexistence of storm and grassland was something Xu Qing hadn't seen in other places.

Until those white grasses bloomed with white flowers like cotton, like dandelions, blown up by the wind, piece by piece like white feathers, drifting across heaven and earth.

The color of the wind, because of this, became a bit whiter.

The greed within the sand grains became more intense. The sky full of white wind, white sand, white hair, and equally intense was the catalysis in this desert. In this wind, Xu Qing could feel every inch of flesh and blood in his body, as if mutating, appearing to have signs of self-wriggling.

It seemed to want to separate from the body, to grow constantly, until it collapsed.

This malice from all eight directions made Xu Qing frown. He paused his footsteps, his poison prohibition power dispersed with a 'bang', spreading outward.

One zhang, three zhang... in the blink of an eye, Xu Qing expanded his own poison to ten zhang, forming a black storm, then followed the sensing in his heart and continued to gallop.

He had already sensed the position where the Shadow was, and the closing of the distance between them increased the sensing between them. The Shadow side clearly also noticed Xu Qing, so it sent intermittent emotions of grievance and calls for help.

Xu Qing's eyes were cold. His previous judgment was correct, the Shadow had indeed encountered trouble, so he swayed his body and accelerated.

The Shadow at this moment, in the white wind and sand some distance from Xu Qing, was wailing in pain.

Its voice, under normal circumstances, could not be heard by all living beings, but now it was not so.

It was restricted to the ground!

A bronze dagger stained with golden blood nailed it firmly to the white grass, letting it struggle no matter how, it was of no avail, unable to break free in the slightest.

And every time it struggled, the dagger would emit golden light, forming a falling power, suppressing it constantly, and even more so under every suppression, the Shadow would be severely injured again and again.

The black curtain it turned into was covered with dense dandelions. They were parasitizing within, their roots deep into the Shadow's body, constantly devouring its life force, and then forcibly assimilating it.

This was the reason for the Shadow's wailing in pain.

At the same time, beside the Shadow, there were more than ten figures.

They wore white robes, standing in the wind and sand, unable to see their specific appearances. That robe covered everything and also isolated the surrounding wind and sand.

Only white eyes were revealed, looking coldly into the distance.

"Hasn't your master come yet?" In the crowd, the cultivator at the very front scanned the Shadow struggling on the ground, spoke indifferently, then raised his hand to form a seal and pointed towards the dagger.

Immediately, the dagger nailed to the Shadow's body flashed with light, then sank another inch, nailed in deeper, emitting more golden light. The Shadow's scream also became more shrill, incomparably painful.

"The sound isn't good enough."

Listening to the Shadow's scream, the white-robed person was indifferent, speaking calmly.

Then he raised his hand and was about to continue suppressing, but at this moment, he seemed to notice something and raised his head, his gaze landing on the horizon. His more than ten companions beside him also noticed one after another, looking coldly towards the distance.

The Shadow was also excited, sending out calls for help.

In the distant heaven and earth, a black storm actually appeared at this moment.

It was like the source of pollution. Regardless of whether it was dandelions or sand grains, after approaching this storm, they would instantly change color.

The white dandelions became black, and the sand grains were the same. They circled outside the storm, becoming a part of the black storm.

And wherever the storm passed, the white grass also instantly became black, then withered.

Coming all the way, it was like a messenger of death, descending into the world.

Those white-robed people saw this scene, and their hearts shook one after another.

They were waiting for the Shadow's master here, originally full of confidence, but the blackness they saw now made them instinctively think of the legend of the Qingsha Desert.

Their hearts became vigilant one after another, and even the leading white-robed cultivator had his breathing stagnate, his eyes revealing heaviness, staring at the rapidly approaching black storm and the blurry figure gradually revealed within, shouting in a low voice: "Stop!"

The storm didn't stop, and the figure within still walked over with a terrifying momentum.

There was even a cold, emotionless voice, like a cold wind blowing through the world.

"You all, seeking death!"