A piece of ivy that looked very thin and soft fell from the cliff and hit Long Qing's back. He felt that his back was hit by a huge boulder. His face suddenly turned pale and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. His eyes showed an expression of extreme fear. He endured the injury and continued to run down the mountain. The old Taoist priests in the cave have very complicated feelings about Long Qing, because he represents the hope of returning to the world, but also represents the shadow of death. When the two are mixed together, they become the darkest and sweetest temptation. They had been silently watching half of the Taoist's teaching, and they had vaguely understood something. They understood that even if Long Qing was no longer so vicious, he could not control his uncontrollable ambition and greed in the process of using Gray Eyes, and that Absolutely ruthless ambition and greed ultimately represent their demise. The Taoist priests who were injured by the Zhaizhu and Situ Yunhai and became mutilated people have lingered on this mountain peak for decades. They still haven't died, which means they don't want to die. If they don¡¯t want to die, they must be able to resist the dark and sweet temptation that Long Qing brings to them. The easiest way is to kill him. Long Qing did not understand this truth from the beginning, but before half of the Taoists were dying. I had warned him, so he reacted immediately and tried to escape. However, even though he knew how terrifyingly powerful the old Taoist priests in the cave were, he still did not expect that just a few dozen breaths could trigger such a world-shaking power. Rocks were flying on the mountain road, and there were constant rumblings. In the dense forest, trees fell and branches were destroyed, creating countless smoke and dust. It looks like God is angry and rains down meteorites to punish disrespectful sinners. Long Qing, who was pale, ran wildly in the smoke and dangerous explosions, desperately avoiding the vines and falling trees that could easily kill him. Fortunately for him, during the days after he left Nanhai and came to the board of directors, he had to climb this cliff every day to deliver things to the old Taoist priests in the cave, so he was familiar with the terrain of this cliff and the dense forest below. Very familiar, and this familiarity can help him make the fastest and most accurate response. From time to time, debris cut into his skin and flesh. There are more and more injuries on his body, and more and more blood is bleeding. The color of the black robe has not changed, but the edges of the skirt are already soaked. It started to drip. Gradually, the explosions in the dense forest became sparse and sparse, and the falling ivy fragments became fewer and fewer. He was getting farther and farther away from the mountain peak. He did not slow down his running speed, but the expression on his face became calmer and calmer. He is becoming more and more calm in the deepest part of his calm expression. There may be lingering fear and ecstasy, but no one can see it. Even if it¡¯s himself. Long Qing finally managed to stay away from the cliff and ran into the board of directors. When he came to the lakeside and looked at the golden and jade-like grass covering the eaves of the seven thatched houses, he narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly let out a low roar like a wounded beast. He rushed into the third thatched house and reached out to hold the Tiansha scroll. The Tiansha Scroll records countless secrets, as vast as the vast ocean.