Chapter 1477 The Wind Slayer

A fierce creature that was infinitely close to the Demon King during its lifetime, and after death, its corpse turned into a corpse king-like existence...

This reminds me uncontrollably of what the dog next to Wei Shuren said.

Under the South China Sea is a burial ground.

It is the place where the bones of many evil creatures are buried. Evil spirits are rampant and extremely dangerous.

"Did this guy escape from that dangerous land in the South China Sea?! And how did he die here?"

I muttered to myself, no doubt this situation aroused my interest.

I held the Baipi Knife in one hand, and then began to circle the body, carefully observing every detail on its body, trying to find the location of the fatal wound, and then make more judgments.

The feathers on this thing's body are peeling off in many places, and upon closer inspection, there are many small squirming bumps on its body.

Suddenly, my eyes fell on its open left wing, while its right wing was folded. At the base of its left wing, a palm was exposed.

That's...a human hand.

This palm is mostly covered by the feathers on the wings of the phoenix, and only the four fingers except the thumb are still exposed, and they are covered with soil. If I hadn't carefully observed them,

Reluctant to miss any detail, you really won’t notice this!

There is someone under this Dafeng corpse!!

I quickly squatted down, pulled away the wet feathers covering my palms, and cleaned the dirt on my palms.

This is a slender palm, it is cold, there is nothing wrong with it, it is pale and bloodless, like the limbs of a dead person, and at its mouth, there is a mole the size of a sesame seed.

The moment I saw all this clearly, without sound or breath, I felt tears running down my spine.

"Master..."

I uttered these two words with difficulty, holding this hand tightly, trying to feel the usual temperature, and hoping that it would move.

However, it didn't move at all, it was always cold, and no matter how hard I held it, I couldn't get it to warm up.

I don’t know if my recent excessive worries have dried up my tears. Soon, the tears that fell down disappeared.

"I don't believe it. My intuition keeps telling me that you are not dead. I don't believe that a person like you would die silently on such a smelly rocky rock!!

I don’t believe that I have been wandering the sea like a lonely ghost for so long, and all I found was a corpse!”

This is the only voice in my heart. It keeps echoing in my heart and destroys all my reason.

Then……

I held this hand tightly and dragged it outward with all my strength.

But I was too weak, no matter how hard I dragged, it still wouldn't move.

Xiao Duan was probably frightened by my crazy look, so he cautiously reminded me: "Brother Wei, this bird is so big and heavy. You can't drag it out like this. Maybe... it will break it."

He, you have to move the carcass of this bird away."

Yes! Move the body!!

After regaining my composure, I began to try to lift the wings of this windy bird.

Normally speaking, the skeletons of raptors are not actually heavy. They look huge, but their actual weight is not that big. For example, the golden eagle is such a huge thing, but its actual weight is only a few kilograms to a dozen kilograms. And this

Gale is a strange creature. Its iron wings are powerful and very heavy. I tried several times and pulled the feathers off the wings one by one, but I couldn't lift the wings.

Although Xiao Duan listened to me explain the situation in detail, he still seemed a little afraid of this thing. Seeing that I couldn't lift it, he stamped his feet and mustered up the courage to come up and help.

With the two of us working together, we can probably lift it.

However, this gale-wind bird had been eaten by oakworms for a long time, and its flesh and bones had long been destroyed. Just when it disliked its wings, the wings broke with a "click" from the base of the wings.

A large amount of black viscous liquid surged out from the broken wings, and at the same time, there were densely packed worms pouring out.

There were so many oakworms that they almost filled the carcass of the gale bird.

Xiao Duan was most afraid of this thing. He yelled "Oh my God" and jumped away.

He is afraid, but I am not.

The moment I raised my wings, I saw clearly that my master was not pressed under the wings at all, but was pressed under the abdomen, with an arm sticking out from the base of the wings.

Now that the wings were broken from the base of the wings, I immediately went up and pulled away the struggling and squirming worms. Half of my master's body was finally exposed. I grabbed his stretched out arm and pulled his whole body away.

Drag it out!

With a "ding" sound, an ancient sword was dragged out.

Only then did I see that my master was holding the ancestral weapon in his other hand and shoved it into the chest of the wind bird.

The one who killed this thing was my master.

Obviously, my master ran into the arms of this thing and gave it a fatal blow. Then he exhausted his strength and was pinned down by this thing. After all, this wind bird is a corpse, completely different from what it was in life. Its vitality is different from that in life.

Like the other zombies, it was indeed right on the chest. This was a one-shot kill!

My master's face was pale and his eyes were closed. His body was soaked in the black viscous liquid, but the hand holding the sword never let go. He was motionless and had long since stopped breathing.

I knelt down in front of him, panting violently. The violent movements just now drained the last bit of strength from my skinny body...

"Brother Wei, my condolences."

Xiao Duan whispered behind me: "You have tried your best..."

I didn't respond. After I calmed down a little, I gently tapped my master's lower abdomen with my fingers.

Life and death are sometimes difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, especially for a practitioner with extremely advanced Taoism.

I held his hand before and tried to detect his physical condition. However, my energy and spiritual strength were almost dry, and I could not control my own aura accurately. Using aura to detect a person's body is a very delicate process.

In my current state, I cannot complete this task. When the spiritual energy rushes into his meridians, the connection will be lost soon.

Therefore, I can only start from his Dantian.

The Dantian is the root of a practitioner and the root of a person. The two meridians of Ren and Du, as well as the Chong meridians, originate from here, and it is also where a person's vitality lies.

I couldn't follow the acupuncture points on his arm along the tendons to finally explore the situation here, so I could only start here directly.

I was afraid that I couldn't control my spiritual energy well and would eventually hurt his Dantian, so I just put a little bit of spiritual energy into his Dantian. It was very weak, but it was enough!

After a while, my originally straight body suddenly stooped...

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Chapter completed!