Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 177 Living towards death

It seemed as if countless eyes were watching them in the darkness, but Feng Huan and the other man were unaware of it, both lost in a deep fusion of consciousness.

The scenes kept changing, and little Shuiyi gradually grew up. Repeated arduous training and survival in cruel environments made her become more and more cold-blooded, and sometimes even cruel.

When she was twelve years old, she left for the first time. Her master allowed her to go out for revenge, which was also a test. She single-handedly killed all the bandits within a radius of hundreds of miles near the small mountain village where she was raised, without sparing any of them. Because she didn't know who exactly massacred the small mountain village that year, she only knew that they were a group of bandits who did all kinds of evil.

Xiao Shuiyi returned to the small mountain village again. Six years had passed and it was now a wasteland with weeds everywhere. She found some scattered bones and buried them on the side of the mountain. She then quietly watched over the new grave all night without saying a word or shedding a single tear.

The next day, after kowtowed three times in front of the grave, she left resolutely. Her mother had told Xiao Shuiyi that she was a gift from the river god. She didn't understand it at the time, but now she knows that she is not her mother's biological daughter. So she wants to find her biological mother and father, to find out her origins, and to ask them why they abandoned her. She also wants to practice and become stronger, so that she won't be slaughtered like the people in the small mountain village.

These seemed to be a painting unfolding before Feng Huan's eyes. He was observing closely from a unique perspective, or even by putting himself in the other person's mindset. He could fully feel Xiao Shuiyi's every happiness, every pain, every transformation, and even her final cruelty.

……

The Death Sea was the same as usual, with no unusual changes due to the arrival of the two. The half-monthly death tide arrived as expected, and the sea water filled with the power of death continued to wash the coast, one wave higher than the other. At the moment when the spiritual power around the two disappeared, the sea water instantly submerged them.

"Oh my god, what happened?" Feng Huan was awakened by the impact of the power of death, but he saw that the vast ocean water in front of him had already submerged his feet. Shui Yi still did not wake up, and leaned straight on his back. After all, she had not yet condensed her divine body, and her divine consciousness was far inferior to Feng Huan.

Due to the attack of the power of death, Feng Huan's true essence was somewhat disordered and difficult to function normally. His meridians became lifeless, and even his blood vessels were stained with a faint black color. His spiritual power was completely suppressed, but strangely, he could still sense the situation in Shui Yi, which was almost the same as his.

"This is a big trouble!" The two men have almost lost the ability to move. If there is no other way, they can only wait for death.

Without time to think, Feng Huan immediately sat cross-legged in the sea, let Shui Yi's body lean against his back and sit down together, and began to try to repair his true energy and expel the dead air in his body.

At first, Feng Huan tried to use the mental method of the Meridian Healing Chapter to directly expel the dead air, but it was in vain. Then he used the method of warming the meridians, hoping to expel the dead air through the meridians by strengthening the power of the meridians themselves, but there was no progress at all.

"The power of the element of death is also one of the elements in the void of heaven and earth. Since my power of the element of water can be converted into the power of the element of wind, maybe I can convert it into the power of the element of death. If successful, I can directly absorb these dead qi, including the dead qi in Shui Yi and Zi Yun's bodies." Feng Huan suddenly had an idea, "I just don't know if I can succeed before being completely invaded by these dead qi! But there is no other way now, I can only go all out."

Feng Huan did what he said and immediately stopped fighting against the death energy. He tried to contact it, understand it, use his water power, and even actively guide it occasionally.

Time passed by in Feng Huan's perception. Death Qi was also constantly invading the bodies of the two people. Due to Feng Huan's attempts and guidance, the speed of death Qi invading his body was faster than Shui Yi's. Half of his meridians were occupied by death Qi, and even his entire appearance turned into a light black. A wisp of silver-white floated out from his long black hair.

"It seems that these two little things will not live long. I thought you were special and could bring more fun to my final days. I didn't expect that you are just like this. It's a waste of my time paying attention to you. You'd better go back and catch up on some sleep and wait for the next group of unlucky guys!" The eyes in the darkness gradually disappeared.

"What happened?" At this time, Shui Yi, who was leaning on Feng Huan's back, woke up slowly, opened her eyes and looked around, a little confused for a moment. Her thoughts had not yet completely withdrawn from the scene when their consciousnesses merged before. With her back against Feng Huan, she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"I originally wanted to build a spiritual consciousness defense wall for you, but I didn't expect an accident to happen. Our spiritual consciousnesses might merge." Feng Huan explained after he felt Shui Yi wake up, "Now we are all being attacked by the death energy contained in this sea water. We are in danger."

Shui Yi then realized that she was surrounded by dark sea water, and she was leaning on Feng Huan's back. She had never been so close to anyone of the opposite sex and had physical contact with them before, and she felt awkward and unnatural. She struggled to support her body, but found that she had no extra strength at all.

"Don't waste your energy. I'm trying to find a way to deal with these deadly auras. You should calm down and think about it. If there is no way, we will all die here soon." Feeling Shui Yi's movements, Feng Huan spoke out to persuade him.

"Your real name is Shui Yi, the Yi of Yishui River, right?"

"Well, your name is Feng Huan, and you are also the Ice Thorn who defeated me in the Demon Sealing Ceremony?"

Obviously, through this unexpected fusion of consciousness, the two of them were able to understand each other's past in an immersive way, and even experience each other's past. They could empathize with each other in every matter. Therefore, the two of them were like looking in a mirror in front of each other, and they understood each other so well.

At the same time, because the two have similar pasts, they have a different resonance between them, and to some extent, they can be regarded as sympathetic. Unlike Ziyun, her innocence and straightforwardness can bring up Feng Huan's emotions. When he is with Ziyun, he feels particularly relaxed and happy, as if he can forget all the troubles in the world.

"Are you doing this now in preparation for revenge?" Shui Yi asked without waiting for his answer.

"Yes! How can I not avenge my father's murder? And Pian Pian!"

"You at least know who your father is, but I don't even know who my parents are, and I've never met them."

Perhaps because they were not sure whether they could get out alive, the two of them thought about it and told each other about their feelings that they had never fully discussed with others, especially Shui Yi. Before this, she had no friends around her, and her teammates were just not enemies for the time being.

Time is passing, life is passing, and in a blink of an eye, they have been here for more than half a month.

Shui Yi had fallen into a coma and was not conscious. Although Feng Huan was awake, he could feel the aging. His skin was no longer shiny and full of wrinkles. He even had difficulty breathing. The last strand of black hair had turned half white. He seemed to see the god of death waving at him. Even the sun was black in the world over there, and the mountains and rivers were also black.

"Water is also black, water is also black!" The imminent crisis of death made Feng Huan's mind become unusually clear. At this moment, he suddenly understood something, and the only remaining water element power in his body instantly turned into a thick black death power, and greedily absorbed the black death energy that invaded his body.

In just a quarter of an hour, all the dead energy that had invaded Feng Huan's body was swept away, and all the water-attributed true essence was transformed into death-attributed true essence. The skin all over his body returned to the youthful appearance of a young man, and his full head of silver hair turned black again.

"Roar!"

Feng Huan unconsciously let out a long roar, and under the strong impact, his cultivation level successfully broke through to the second level of the Condensation Realm.

"I almost died!" Feng Huan lowered his head and looked at his hands which had regained their youth. The horror of being on the verge of death still left him with lingering fears.

Turning around, I saw that Shui Yi's hair had turned half white and her face looked extremely old. There was no trace of her original cool and pretty look left, and her meridians were a mess.

Feng Huan didn't dare to delay. He quickly turned around, hugged Shui Yi in his arms, held her hands with both of his, and used his skills to continuously absorb the dead air in her body through the Laogong acupoint.

As the technique was practiced, the dead energy in Shui Yi's body became less and less, and her face visibly recovered its former charm. Half an hour later, although the dead energy was removed, her meridians were difficult to recover, and Feng Huan had to continue to warm her meridians.