Chapter 396

This time, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not harbor any ulterior motives toward Qing'an;

because the young man truly understood Qing'an's thoughts all too well.

Even if you say nothing, neither begging nor requesting nor laying any groundwork, when the time comes, Qing'an will come on his own.

If he were still like he was back then, sleeping deep underground, that would be one thing; he could indeed pretend not to know.

But he has already been on the surface for two years, and this peach forest in Siyuan Village has also sheltered the entire Nantong region for two years.

Even the so-called Nantong Corpse-Retrieving Li Daoist Temple is now actually residing under this peach forest, its status invisibly elevated.

As someone who once followed Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao, arrogance is something inherent in his bones.

The giant turtle just came like this; if he first hid underground and the peach forest above was also pulled away by Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, wouldn't that mean he was in his own home field, actively avoiding its sharp edge?

This is simply more unbearable than killing him, not to mention he was already wishing for death.

Previously, Qing'an said that if Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan were not sensible, he would just watch the young man die.

Now, the young man is dead.

He came out not to protect that senseless little fellow, but to settle the score for himself.

The giant turtle descended again, wanting to smash and pierce through this peach forest.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar rang out.

Old peach blossoms fell in profusion, and new buds sprouted instantly.

The branches shook violently, but the tree roots remained unmoved.

This powerful strike ultimately transformed into nothing more than a ripple in the wine jar.

Qing'an did not choose to walk out of the peach forest to confront it directly.

The style of Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao's team and Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's team must be very similar; those who have been baptized and tempered by such river-traveling teams must have convergent experiences and cognition.

It has already realized it cannot win and is about to leave.

What is the point of going up to engage in close-quarters combat with it?

It is better to block the gate well and ensure it cannot get out at all.

Seeing that it failed to pierce through the peach forest, the giant turtle immediately chose other locations to strike.

In fact, no matter where it was, in the sky or on the ground, it could attempt to break through and leave, but next, the giant turtle continuously changed positions to punch and stomp; terrifying tremors were produced, but in every area of the tremors, peach trees immediately grew.

Even if the giant turtle blasted toward the sky, a peach-colored rainbow would manifest in the heavens, and the originally pitch-black, thick clouds would split into flower petals falling like rain.

The giant turtle did not continue to try, not because it gave up, but because Qin Shu's fist had come again.

"Bang."

Having perfectly built up his momentum, Qin Shu displayed the terrifying side of the Qin family.

With this punch, the giant turtle was sent flying directly, carving out a long belt of peach trees after landing.

This was because Qing'an feared it would fall too violently and accidentally smash through this place, so he had sewn on patches in advance.

In that initial peach forest from the very beginning, Qing'an held a jar of wine, took a large gulp after tilting his head back, and shouted to the eldest Miss Liu standing on the dam:

"Little girl, don't you want to go down and play?"

Even with the image of Grandma Liu, in terms of age, Qing'an could still call her "little girl."

The eldest Miss Liu remembered him; last time, because Qing'an stood under the peach forest of Grandpa Grandpa Hu Zi's family and watched the show, looking around, she had even had a small scuffle with him.

Neither was serious, and they didn't fight to the death, but the eldest Miss Liu knew that she was the one who suffered the loss.

This evil spirit that didn't look like an evil spirit, although in a state of a "rotting ship with three thousand nails," was not someone she could truly contend with at her age.

But today, the eldest Miss Liu had a very good impression of him, because she truly wanted to enter the fray; the eldest Miss said loudly:

"Thirty jars of Drunken Immortal Brew afterward, I'll share half with you!"

"Only half?"

"You drink half, and I drink half; there are only thirty-one jars left in my granduncle's wine cellar, I'll go steal them."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain; those who love wine hate seeing their beloved wine stolen, as it's easy to see the object and think of the wine."

"Then don't leave even one jar?"

"That is as it should be."

Qing'an tilted his head back and took another large gulp.

"Bang!"

Qin Shu once again sent the giant turtle flying with a fierce punch.

In terms of absolute strength, he was at a disadvantage, but in terms of absolute power, he already surpassed his opponent.

With its path blocked, the giant turtle had to take this battle seriously.

It began to actively avoid direct contact with Qin Shu; even if hit, it would first dissipate the force, not meeting it head-on, and then coordinate with a series of slight disturbances within its line of sight to interrupt and weaken Qin Shu's current state.

Such an existence, having been hit by fists so many times, naturally saw through the essence of Qin Shu's current momentum, and it indeed had a corresponding method of resolution.

However, in its original view, as long as it couldn't kill that young man with its own hands, all other struggles were meaningless and a waste of cost.

Qin Shu was indeed affected; after several consecutive punches, although he could still send the giant turtle flying every time and the cracks on the giant turtle's body, especially on its head, were increasing, the momentum on Qin Shu's body not only could not continue to accumulate but instead showed a faint trend of dissipating.

Upon realizing this, Qin Shu immediately reached out, grabbed a vicious flood dragon that had been wandering by his side, and opened his mouth, intending to swallow it to seek stability for his existing momentum; this way, he could gain enough suppression time to completely crush his opponent.

Even if he had just achieved a breakthrough and now had to eat away his own realm bit by bit, Qin Shu did not hesitate, because the path he was walking now was a divergent road of cutting off life to seek death.

"Qin Zhanglao, there is no need for this."

The voice of the eldest Miss Liu came.

Even with a heart set on death, when Qin Shu heard the mistress address him as "Qin Zhanglao," he felt a palpitation.

Sister Sister Sister Sister Yingzi had reminded him that after the mistress finished tracing back her youth, although she would pretend to remember nothing, in reality, she remembered everything clearly.

"You just keep beating it, leave the rest to this young lady!"

Qin Li nodded, let go of the vicious flood dragon without swallowing it, and swung his fist again, charging toward the giant turtle.

Seeing this scene, the eldest Miss Liu felt a little moved; she had said similar big words once before, but failed to back them up, and she had thought Qin Zhanglao would doubt her this time, but she didn't expect him to give her so much Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Since that was the case, she could not let him down again.

The giant turtle had originally thought Qin Shu was going to perish together with it regardless of self-destruction; seeing Qin Shu hold back, it thought its opportunity had come.

After disintegrating the momentum on his body, it would seize an opportunity; as long as it defeated the one before it, the remaining situation would be enough to turn around.

Similar means were used again, and the momentum on Qin Shu's body showed violent fluctuations.

On the dam, Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei reached out and summoned the long sword from the air; holding the sword in her right hand, she formed a seal with her left, stepped on the wind-and-thunder steps, and her eyes revealed a murderous intent.

She was still there, but a beam of white light fell directly onto Qin Shu.

In an instant, all the means the giant turtle used to impose on Qin Shu were dissolved and disintegrated; the momentum on Qin Shu's body not only stopped being chaotic but even rose by a notch out of thin air under the illumination of this white light!

This scene even caused the large eyeball on the giant turtle's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face to shrink violently.

"Boom!"

Qin Shu's fist smashed down.

The giant turtle was sent flying, and among the many small cracks on its Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, a deep crack as thick as a chopstick appeared.

Qin Shu, who had thrown the punch, felt another beam of red light fall on him; it not only temporarily shaved off a large portion of the pressure caused by his momentum accumulation but also, like a flame, raised the already exaggerated level of accumulated momentum once again!

This strange feeling made even Qin Shu himself feel incredible.

During his childhood, after the decline of the Qin and Liu families, the mistress rarely took action, and what Sister Sister Sister Sister Yingzi followed was not the orthodox path of the Liu family, so Qin Shu had never experienced how mysterious the means of a true Liu family member could be.

He truly did not expect that the mistress could give him such terrifying support just by using this kind of means.

At this moment, without hesitation, and even without needing to catch his breath, Qin Shu's next punch followed directly.

The giant turtle had just stood up when it was sent flying by a punch again.

On its Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, another crack appeared.

This duel, which would have required a fierce battle even if Qin Shu had the upper hand, had its time greatly shortened due to the direct participation of the eldest Miss Liu.

And this was not over yet.

On the dam, the eldest Miss Liu flicked her fingertips against the sword body, the long sword danced, sword shadows bloomed like lotus flowers, her left hand held up the sky, turned into a finger, and then brushed across the sword edge.

Instantly, the dam fell into absolute silence.

At this moment, the sharpness of the aura on the eldest Miss made the seams of Zhao Yi's life-and-death gate nearby feel a strong stinging sensation.

Zhao Yi subconsciously swallowed his saliva; he knew the eldest Miss Liu was not Qin Shu, and the eldest Miss was deliberately taking care of them around her, but even so, he still felt very uncomfortable and had to lower his head, closing off some of his perceptions.

Wisps of green smoke continuously rose from the eldest Miss Liu's sword edge; she had not yet swung this sword.

When Qin Shu's fist was about to hit the giant turtle again, the eldest Miss Liu stood on tiptoe and slashed the long sword in five directions.

After taking another punch from Qin Shu, the cracks on the giant turtle's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face turned into five, and it was at this moment that the five sword auras connected perfectly, embedding themselves exactly into the five cracks on its Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

It was not that the giant turtle didn't want to dodge, but it simply couldn't; the opponent calculated not only time but also the right time and place, moving with the wind, descending like water, penetrating everywhere.

The sword auras, which originally could at most leave some white marks on the giant turtle, now presented astonishing effects; the five cracks on the giant turtle's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, after being gently drilled and chiseled by these five "inch-force sword auras," merged directly.

Before Qin Shu's next punch arrived, a blast sounded from the giant turtle's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face on its own.

"Boom!"

A large concave pit appeared on the giant turtle's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, and the large eyeball was directly blown away, and unlike before, it could not quickly grow back, only managing to open a small eye inside with great difficulty.

Judging purely from the scene effect, the damage caused by the eldest Miss Liu's action this time exceeded the sum of Qin Shu's previous efforts.

This was because when the eldest Miss Liu took action, she even calculated and utilized all the injuries Qin Shu had previously caused on the giant turtle, completing a round of finishing moves with clever force.

Under the peach forest, Qing'an watched this scene in its entirety and used it to accompany his wine.

The inheritance of the Liu family is indeed something one has to admire; even Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao back then had given it a very high evaluation, saying that if there were an opportunity in the future, he would definitely sneak into the Liu family and copy a complete set of the main manual to study.

This eldest Miss Liu, at her age, had actually reached a state of perfection in observing clouds and gazing at Qi; whether in terms of cognition or application, she had achieved perfection.

One must know that this giant turtle was accustomed to wind and waves, yet she could cause such an effect on it with the relative of Feng Shui; this is the best proof.

What she currently lacks is the cultivation of absolute power; it is equivalent to having built the irrigation canals early on, but not yet having had the chance to divert water to fill them. There are only two ways to achieve this: one is to rely on the accumulation of years, drawing the Qi of heaven, earth, and Feng Shui into one's own body to continuously circulate and nourish it; the other path is more direct and faster, which is to "Walk the River."

Previously, she suffered because she was too young; even though there were no issues with her technique, she lacked sufficient power to continuously seal this "world."

Hm?

So, why did she still choose to trace herself back to such a young age this time?

Qing An's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face froze, and the next moment, it was directly replaced by Su Luo's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Su Luo was somewhat at a loss; he did not understand the purpose of "releasing" him under these circumstances.

Fortunately, as long as it was just simple mending with peach blossoms, it was not too difficult for him, and he immediately threw himself into this work.

Young Lady Liu glanced toward the peach forest.

She frowned slightly; that sense of wrongness she had already perceived was further deepened at this moment.

Because, when you feel that many people around you are acting a bit neurotic, you inevitably start to reflect: is it yourself who has the problem?

But following another punch from Qin Shu that sent the giant turtle flying, the turtle's skull cracked, spilling out thick, white fluid.

Young Lady Liu's attention was immediately diverted.

First, she had to resolve this giant turtle; leaving a name in the myths after a hundred years was what mattered.

Second, no matter what, this Qin Zhanglao had always been very normal.

Qin Shu continued to hammer away at the front, while Young Lady Liu provided support from the back and seized opportunities to strike; the injuries on the giant turtle, especially on its head, became increasingly severe.

The man's fists before it were unavoidable, and the sword of the woman on the dam in the distance was even more eerie and unpredictable.

Its skull cracked continuously, and its entire head was almost covered in white fluid.

After this fluid hit the ground, it did not possess corrosive properties, but instead seeped into the earth.

To a certain extent, this was the giant turtle's origin, which could also be understood as its essence.

Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Xiyuan's approval of Qin Shu gradually wavered; watching Young Lady Liu's graceful movements, she began to understand the expectations her grandparents had for her.

She had to admit that this fighting style was truly aesthetic; even as a woman, she couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

But when she thought about how, if she were to learn it, she would have to hold a flute like that while fighting... she felt it was just too difficult.

If I could remain still while the domain moves on its own... if the domain could change at will according to my needs, wouldn't that be the same as me moving?

Domain at will?

Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Xiyuan's gaze became vacant.

Zhao Yi inadvertently glanced at her and froze for a moment, cursing in his heart:

"Damn it, she just had an epiphany?"

No, you look at wrestling, then look at dancing, and you can have an epiphany from that too?

He was still working hard to watch and remember, thinking about going back to study and review it properly, yet she had directly skipped this step.

Zhao Yi lowered his head and glanced at Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng beside him.

Fortunately, Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng was not having an epiphany; he was just struggling to watch Qin Shu's battle, as if watching a dull, tedious, and long-winded martial arts film.

There was no help for it; the person surnamed Li could indeed be fearless, and could even create mechanical puppets in the Daoist field to forcibly help them understand and improve.

What was even more infuriating was that the person surnamed Li could not witness this battle in person, so the specific description of Qin Shu's battle—the initial teaching material—would still have to be provided by him, Zhao Yi.

There was no help for it; who told Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin to still be slowly oozing blood from his seven orifices at this moment, his consciousness still blurred?

No, that stuff flowing out of that guy's head wasn't brain matter...

Following Qin Shu's continuous strikes, the giant turtle's "brain matter" was in a state of being constantly beaten out.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath; he really wanted to spare nothing, risking being ground into meat paste by the shockwaves, to run over there and lick that moist soil.

This was no ordinary thing; it couldn't even be described as a tonic.

On any other day, a struggle over a single drop could stir up a bloody storm in the Jianghu, but right now, damn it, it was spraying everywhere like a fountain as if it were worthless!

But thinking of the attributes of this "world," Zhao Yi sighed again.

Licking it would be useless; everything eaten or drunk here was fake and had no benefit. Those white liquids seeping into the ground were equivalent to going directly into the "pocket" of the person surnamed Li.

And it was the kind where you had no way to beg or steal; even if an ordinary person ate it, as long as they were cut open in time, they could dig it out of their stomach, but here, it was absorbed by the person surnamed Li's spiritual consciousness.

Damn it, you person surnamed Li, be careful not to choke to death, be careful not to burst from overeating, be careful not to laugh yourself to death!

"Hiss..."

Zhao Yi suddenly felt a pain in his crotch; his body immediately leaned forward, and he clamped his legs shut.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei glanced toward here from the corner of her eye.

Zhao Yi immediately revealed an expression of appreciation and admiration:

"The Feng Shui formation is truly a marvelous method of seizing the creation of heaven and earth in this world, hiss... marvelous! Marvelous! Marvelous!"

Inside the Daoist field.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's nose was gushing blood crazily, the kind that wouldn't stop.

The boy immediately placed his palm on the fixed Luo Pan in the center of the altar, and as the Luo Pan turned, the boy's nosebleed finally stopped.

There was no joy on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, only lingering fear.

Just a moment ago, his consciousness had almost been submerged and overwhelmed.

He could vaguely guess the approximate reason for this, and it should be a good thing—a very good thing.

But as he was now, his body was still in a "dead" state; relying solely on his current weak spiritual consciousness, he couldn't possibly truly absorb it.

He could only temporarily cut it off, letting it remain here, and wait until his body "woke up," until he had returned from the dead and recovered to a normal state, before he could proceed to carefully digest it bit by bit.

Walking to the water vat used for timing, he took water to wash away the bloodstains on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, and Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan let out a long breath:

"It seems that this time, at least this part of you, is finished."

Inside the mourning hall in reality, Xiong Shan and Li Sun Hua were earnestly treating the injuries.

Xiong Shan treated the men, and Li Sun Hua treated the Wo Sect.

Unlike other teams that might have various corresponding role configurations, those like them who came from humble beginnings really had to know a little bit of everything.

Liu Yi's state here was a bit off; no injuries were visible, but her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she were enduring some kind of extreme pain.

This state was very difficult to handle.

Li Sun Hua asked her husband, wanting to get a few Chenzhou talismans for calming the mind and spirit from him to stick on Liu Yi.

But this request was rejected by Xiong Shan.

"Only treat obvious external injuries."

Li Sun Hua nodded, and after treating the injuries on Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Xiyuan's body, she began to focus on treating the puncture wound on the old lady's left hand.

Benben, sitting on a small stool, put down his milk bottle while his parents were busy, pressed the bottom against his little belly, and grabbed the nipple with both hands, pulling downward continuously.

After pulling it to a certain degree of tension, Benben lifted the bottle slightly, aiming at Zhao Yi—or to be precise, at Zhao Yi's crotch.

The little hand made the final pull.

"Pop!"

The nipple shot out like a slingshot, hitting the bullseye!

Xiong Shan heard the commotion and turned back to look at his son.

Benben pointed at the nipple on the ground, his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face showing grievance as he looked at his father.

Xiong Shan walked over, picked up the nipple from the ground, wiped it, put it back on for his son, and patted his son's head.

He loved his son, although most of his affection recently had been given to the younger siblings who were nowhere to be seen.

When Xiong Shan turned around to continue treating the injuries,

behind him,

"Pop!"

Benben pouted, pointing at the nipple that had fallen to the ground again, his big eyes blinking.

Xiong Shan had no choice but to pick up the nipple again; this time, he used more force to fix the nipple back on.

After his father went back to work, Benben pulled and pulled; this time it was fixed too deeply and was indeed hard to pull, but an infant's concentration is very high, and especially that never-give-up spirit was inherited from his parents.

Finally, it was fixed again.

He raised the bottle and aimed again.

Because Xiong Shan had specifically reinforced it, it was stretched tighter and had more potential energy this time.

"Bang!"

A direct hit!

Xiong Shan and Li Sun Hua were both startled by the noise and immediately turned back to look at their son.

They saw the mouth of the bottle in their son's arms, which no longer had a nipple, emitting wisps of white smoke.

Benben was too embarrassed to ask for the nipple to be picked up again, because the nipple that had landed beside Zhao Yi had already exploded into the shape of an octopus.

He lowered his head, rocked back and forth, and his right hand tried hard to reach back, patting his own bottom.

Benben was signaling that he wanted to sleep.

Although his little head was lowered, his eyes were still moving; in Benben's tilted perspective, he saw Xiao Hei appearing on the dam at the entrance.

Xiao Hei, who had been in the rain for a long time, had fur that was even shinier.

Benben made "doo-doo-doo" sounds, wanting to call Xiao Hei to come and play with him.

Xiao Hei just glanced at the situation inside the mourning hall, looked up at the sky that was still flashing and thundering, and immediately darted out, jumped off the dam, and disappeared without a trace.

Benben felt a bit disappointed; he continued to curl up and look out and up, and as he watched, his mouth began to widen.