Not to mention Master Zhao, after swaying in the air for so many times, I felt dizzy and my stomach was surging, making me want to vomit.

At this moment, a stone nail suddenly trembled a few times, making a slight cracking sound deep in the stone wall.

After that, it slowly slid out of the stone wall and caused a huge wave of blood when it fell into the blood pool.

It was only then that I could see clearly that the stone nail in front of me, which was as thick as my thigh, was at least about ten meters long. The top of the nail was artificially cut into a sharp quadrilateral.

Immediately afterwards, the second stone nail also fell into the blood pool, followed by the third and fourth... When all the stone nails fell into the blood pool, seven huge blood holes appeared on the stone wall opposite us.

Blood gushed out from it like a fountain and pounced on me. The strong smell of blood made me breathless. I vaguely felt something falling into my hands with the blood. I subconsciously grabbed it. At that time, my consciousness was not particularly clear, but I felt that it seemed to be a stone the size of a fist, with a smooth surface, like a thick layer of wax.

At this time, I heard Master Zhao shouting on my head: "Hurry, signal gun!"

Then I heard a gunshot. After the signal flare flew into the sky, a dazzling red light burst out. My eyes, which were covered by blood, could vaguely see the abyss being reflected in blood in an instant.

A normal signal flare would not emit such strong light, and the one emitted by Master Xia should be specially made.

Just as the red light was blooming, my body still rose rapidly. It was probably because the senior brothers outside the cave saw the red light and were trying hard to pull the steel cable.

I wiped the blood from my face and looked down at my feet. I saw that the water level of the blood pool was also rising rapidly, but the anger in it became weaker and weaker.

I suddenly became worried and raised my head to Master Zhao and shouted: "If this continues, the land will die!"

Master Zhao looked down at me and sighed: "We can't save it, we can only give it a relief."

Did Master Zhao know when he asked me to sprinkle Yin and Yang sand that when the stone nails broke away from the stone wall, the land here could no longer be saved?

Master Zhao didn't say anything anymore. He raised his head and avoided my gaze.

Actually, I didn’t mean to blame Master Zhao, but I felt that the vitality of the land was passing by before my eyes and felt a little unbearable.

When we climbed out of the cave again, the anger in the abyss had disappeared. I squatted in front of the cave and looked at the endless darkness inside. I felt as if something had been taken away in my heart. It was not said to be lost, but I couldn't relieve myself for a long time.

Master Xia untied the lock on his waist, let out a long breath, and saw me squatting at the entrance of the cave, so he patted me on the back: "What's wrong, is there any idea?"

I wanted to say it was okay, but I didn't know what happened. I opened my mouth and just couldn't speak?

Master Zhao said from the side: "Senior Brother Xia, don't worry about him for now, let him be alone... Youdao, what can you hold in your hand?"

After Master Zhao asked this, I remembered that there was something in my hand.

I spread my palms and looked at the things in my palms, and then I realized that it was a regular iron-brown ball. There was indeed a very thick wax film on the surface of the ball. This layer of wax was also translucent iron-brown.

Master Zhao picked up the ball in my hand and looked at it carefully in front of the sun.

The sunlight penetrates the wax film on the sphere, and there is a bean-sized shadow at the center of gravity of the ball. The shadow seems to be the body of the ball, and the thick wax film outside is just to protect it.

Master Zhao took a knife and gently cut the wax film, while saying to me: "This thing is the inner alchemy of the land. You have given it liberation. It is repaying you."

I have heard of spiritual snakes that have been practicing for many years. There will be snake pills in their bodies, and dragons have dragons in their bodies. After zombies undergo many corpses, they will also condense into corpse pills in their bodies. But unexpectedly, the land where spiritual cultivation is cultivated also has similar inner pills.

But I also know that no matter how powerful monsters, spiritual objects, or evil objects are, once they lose their inner alchemy, they will mean complete death.

The land in the abyss is really dead.

After Master Zhao pushed the wax layer apart, he took out a blood-red particle from it. He smiled at me and said, "Open your mouth!"

My head was empty at the time and I almost subconsciously opened my lips. Master Zhao stuffed the blood-red particles from his hand into my mouth on the spot. The thing melted in the mouth, and a warm current immediately filled my mouth and poured into my internal organs along my esophagus. I felt a warm feeling on my body at first, but in a few minutes the warmth subsided, and after that, I had no other special feeling at all.

But for some reason, after eating that inner alchemy, my mood became much more relaxed. The death of the land seemed to be less heavy to me.

I heard Master Zhao say, "This inner alchemy does not have much spiritual power. Don't expect it to improve your cultivation. That kind of thing is fabricated in the novel and cannot be taken seriously. However, although this inner alchemy is not helpful to your cultivation, it has merits on it. After eating it, it can make people be blessed."

Master Xia also echoed on the side: "Yes, there are so many ups and downs in your destiny. If you get this merit from the land, you can somewhat resolve it."

My state of mind is much better than before, and I can speak normally: "Merit? Isn't it said that the land becomes essence because of fate? Why does it also have merit?"

Master Xia nodded, pointed to the mountains in the distance, and pointed to the flowers and plants nearby, and said to me: "This land raises a living creature, and this is the greatest merit."

A breeze gently brushed along the river channel, causing several dogtail grasses on the river bank to sway slowly.

Although the land is dead, these lives are still there. In the next few hundred or thousands of years, they will continue here and slowly along the river formed by time.

Life will continue in the end.

Senior Brother Shi and his friends filled the pits on the island, re-planted the soil buried at the entrance, and planted some vegetables. It was only when I saw their actions that I recalled that directly above the entrance of the entrance, there should have been a green vegetable field.

After the land died, a large amount of blood overflowed, flooding the huge pit dug by Senior Brother Bao under the house of Old Master Huang. Until one day later, what flowed out of the pipe was no longer blood, but turned into a sweet mountain spring. This mountain spring washed away the blood stains in the pit and dispelled the pungent smell of blood.

Three more days later, the anger in the evil tomb disappeared, the blood evil formation no longer existed, and even three missing peaks were the back mountain of the Huang Family Ancestral Hall.

But no matter what, the Huang family finally survived a disaster safely. Before we left, Mr. Huang held a farewell banquet for us. The banquet was not grand, but because of the crowd, it was still very lively.

Huang Changrong, who was rescued by Senior Brother Zhuang and others, drank a lot that night. His master was the same as before. He would definitely get drunk when he encountered a wine shop. Although I had made up my mind to never let his master drink in the future, but he was intrigued, I couldn't stop him.

Perhaps because of a hangover, the master, who had never had any illness, swelled and vomited the next morning, and suffered from a gastrointestinal cold, with a high fever of 39 degrees.

This scared me. When Senior Brother Bao came, he brought some Western medicine, which was exactly the right disease with Master. Senior Brother Bao asked me to give it to Master, but my master seemed to be very disgusted with Western medicine and refused to take it no matter what he said. He was very stubborn and could not persuade him.

In the end, Old Master Huang found someone to grab Chinese medicine for his master and asked me to decoct it again, so the master barely took some.

The disease came and went quickly. After a whole day of treatment, the master's fever subsided and his meal became normal. Senior Brother Feng ordered a train ticket back to Shandong. In the afternoon of the same day, we boarded the train and embarked on a journey back to our hometown.

I recalled carefully that among the people I boarded the bus with, in addition to my master, there were Liang Houzai, Liu Shangang, Zhao Shi Bo, Xia, and my Senior Brother Feng, and the others were all stayed in Huangjiazhuang.

When I was in the village before, I heard from Senior Brother Zhuang that although the matter of the evil tomb has come to an end, Huangjiazhuang still has some funerals to be dealt with, so they may have to stay for a while.

The university season was over, and there were very few people on the train. In the entire sleeper, except for us, there was only a newlywed couple traveling.

Since getting in the car, Senior Brother Feng has been silent all the time, especially when he saw me, Master Zhao, his eyes became dodging.

This is not like Senior Brother Feng usually looks.

My master is addicted to smoking, but there are not many tobacco leaves left in his tobacco pipes. He has saved them all the way and is not willing to smoke them. It was not until the train drove into Shandong that the master decided to consume the remaining little tobacco leaves.

When I went to smoke, my master called me alone and said that I had something to say to me.

When I arrived at the smoking place between the two cars, the master first lit the cigarette pot and spit out a long mouthful of clouds before saying to me: "You know, there will be many days like this in the future. Do you have to be mentally prepared?"

I didn't understand what the master meant for a while: "What kind of days are there?"

The master looked at the scenery flying past the windows of the car doors, slowly spitting smoke, and slowly said: "The days when we are wandering outside. In our vocation, we are always outside and staying at home all over the world, and there will never be a time of stability."

I asked the master: "But Master has been staying at home these two days, except for returning to Sichuan every year in the ghost market."

After hearing what I said, the master laughed: "Isn't that all for you? If I always run out, what should I do with the inheritance of Jihun Village and what should I do with your studies?"

After a while, the master sighed again: "Oh, I'm old as a teacher. Many times, I can't work as hard as I was when I was young. It's true that in recent years, you probably have to let go of your studies first."

After being with my master for so many years, this is the first time that Master calls me "teacher", and from my master's tone, I can always feel a hint of desolation.
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