Chapter 522 (1/2)

Chapter 522: I Can Fall

The vines on the cliffs were very strong but appeared fragile as they were ripped off and shredded into pieces by the terrifying gusts of aura . They jetted toward the dense mountain path .

While the vines were strong, they were in fact lightweight . However, when they landed on the mountain path and in the forest, they fell like heavy rocks .

The vines fell in a resounding boom, smas.h.i.+ng holes into the ground . They crushed several trees and caused debris to fly wherever they landed . The sounds of objects being shattered and crushed rang . Some vines became wedged deeply in tree trunks and some left deep gouges on hard rocks . It was terrifying .

A slender and soft vine fell from the cliff and hit Long Qing's back .

He felt as if he had been struck by a large rock . His face was pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood . Fear threaded through his pupils but he bore the pain and continued running down the mountain .

The old taoist priests in the cave felt many different emotions towards Long Qing . Long Qing represented the hope for the world as well as the shadow of death . The two had mixed together and become the darkest and sweetest seduction .

They had silently watched the Halfman Taoist giving his powers to Long Qing earlier and have gained a faint understanding . They knew that even if Long Qing was no longer as vicious as before, he could not contain his greed and ambitions when using the Gray Eye . That cruelness, ambition, and greed would be the death of them all .

The taoist priests had been maimed by the Headmaster and Ke Haoran . They had lived in this mountain for decades on the brink of death . However, they did not die, and they did not want to die . If they wanted to live, they had to resist the dark, sweet seduction that Long Qing brought for them . The simplest way to do that was to kill him .

Long Qing had not understood this in the beginning . However, the Halfman Taoist had warned him before he died . Long Qing had reacted promptly and attempted to flee .

However, no matter what terrifying powers these old taoist priests possessed, they did not expect that the simple rays of aura could have an earth-shattering reaction .

Loose rocks flew around madly on the mountain path in an unceasing din . The trees in the dense forest fell, with their branches broken, giving rise to dust and smoke . It looked as if Haotian had been incensed and was pouring down rock-rain to punish sinners .

With a pale face, Long Qing scurried in the dangerous explosion of smoke and dust . He tried his best to hide from the vines and falling trees that could easily kill him .

Lucky for him, he had to climb up these cliffs every day to bring things for the old taoist priests since he left the southern seas for Zhishou Abbey . As such, he was very familiar with the cliffs and forests and it helped him to make the fastest and most accurate decisions .

The falling debris would occasionally cut his skin . As the number of wounds on his body increased, more blood flowed . There was no change at the black color of his taoist robe, but its edges were soaked with blood that started to drip .

The explosions in the forest gradually slowed down and the number of falling vines decreased . Long Qing did not slow down even when he was far away from the mountain . He grew more and more serene . Beneath this sereneness was a lingering fear or ecstasy that no one could see .

Not even Long Qing himself could see that .

When Long Qing had finally got away from the mountain, he ran into Zhishou Abbey .

When he arrived at the lake, he squinted at the seven gra.s.s huts with roofs made of gra.s.s that looked like gold and jade . He suddenly growled like an injured beast .

He rushed into the third hut and reached out for the ”Sha” Handscroll of the Tomes of Arcane .

The ”Sha” Handscroll of the Tomes of Arcane recorded many secrets that were as vast as the seas . It was very thick, but when his blood-stained hands landed on it, the book turned thin significantly .

Long Qing stuffed the ”Sha” Handscroll into his s.h.i.+rt and walked out of the gra.s.s hut . He looked at the other huts, but just as he was about do something, he sensed a faint aura speeding towards the lake . His face grew cold, and he ran towards the Taoism Temple, not daring to waste any time .

That Taoism Temple was the Zhishou Abbey's Hall of Medicine .

Long Qing had been making medicine and practicing cultivation in the Hall of Medicine and was very familiar with this place . He ran into the pill-making room at the back and took out the Earth Pill in the pot .

He had taken over the cultivation power of the Halfman Taoist, but the man was a powerhouse in the Tianqi state who had broken the Five States with a vast amount of Psyche Power . Long Qing's current cultivation state would not allow him to completely absorb it in a short time . He even had to use his extremely strong will to suppress the power moving in his body .

He had even been severely injured while fleeing the cave .

Logically speaking, he should not have hesitated to swallow the Earth Pill that he had cultivated painstakingly . He should have sat down and used the medicine's power to ensure that he survived . Strangely, he did not pay attention to the medicine but ran straight to the front hall .

He pushed the sandalwood door and walked to a simple display stand .

There was a small, crystal-clear medicine bottle that was made from an unknown material on the display shelf .

In order to resist the temptation, he had not opened the sandalwood doors or even glanced at the door in the past few days . However, he had fantasized many times how it would feel to hold this tiny medicine bottle, and he had imagined several times putting the medicine bottle into his pocket .