It was getting late, and the fog of the sea of mist and ghosts was also heavy, and the chill of the forest spread, and the terrible chirping of birds and beasts was heard from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoNight is the time for powerful and terrifying creatures to hunt, and most of the visions of the Misty Ghost Sea will appear at night, and they will never be spared if they are either killed or injured.

Silkworm Xi and the others became more and more nervous, but fortunately, Elder Taishang received Silkworm Xi's transmission in time before, and knew the situation and stayed outside the maze with a group of people, including another group of people. Now, although there is an enchantment set up by the Supreme Elder to protect it, just thinking about all kinds of terrifying legends in the sea of mist ghosts and listening to all kinds of strange cries of unknown origin makes people feel creepy.

At this point, some people even wonder if it might be safer to get in the maze.

"I see." Silkworm Xi led a group of people back and forth many times, communicated with the silkworm system, and finally saw the mystery. "We're all holding hands with each other now, and don't slow down!" Then he sent a voice to the silkworm system, "Let everyone on your side hold each other tightly, and wait for us to meet you immediately!" ”

Although she usually looks like she doesn't care about anything, but at this critical moment, the seriousness makes people unconsciously think that she is very reliable and down-to-earth.

Everyone was very nervous to cooperate, and after half an hour, the teams in the maze completely converged, and sure enough, they found that the silkworm incense and the unknown thirty-seven were lost together and the silkworm was out of control! At this time, the night finally covered the entire misty ghost sea.

Although it is summer, it is low temperature all year round for these forbidden places of the Misty Ghost Sea, and the temperature is even lower and scary at night, so those who can come here are not mortals, either they have treasure clothes to protect their bodies, or they have a certain amount of cultivation.

The dilapidated hall was full of brilliance, getting smaller and smaller, and finally completely entered the body of the silkworm incense, and the base was empty. There were only two sleeping porcelain dolls curled up, and next to them stood a monster with a horse's body and a dragon's head and a black lin's armor.

A moment later, one of the eyelashes curled, the nose was small, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, like a porcelain doll in a sweet dream, suddenly opened its pearl-like bright eyes, and glanced around blankly with an innocent expression that was about to pinch out the water.

However, when her eyes met the monster, she froze, because the monster's dull eyes were falling on her, but she didn't feel any fluctuations from the monster, which made it a little difficult for her to grasp.

Just like this, one man and one beast, you look at me, I look at you, it lasted for a long time, and finally the silkworm fragrance mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you?" ”

Suddenly, this strange-looking monster actually spoke out, and the voice was unexpectedly gentle, if you didn't look at it, you would think it was a middle-aged scholar in white with an elegant temperament.

"I know you have a lot of doubts right now, please be patient and listen to me slowly." The monster stood with its neck on its shoulder.

Silkworm Xiang sat up suddenly, her eyes shining and she exclaimed, "Wow, you can actually speak!" You must be the legendary beast! His eyes rolled and he whispered, "What kind of divine beast are you?" ”

"I am the guardian beast dragon horse under the seat of the patriarch of the human race, and I am also the totem of my clan."

"But..."

"Don't worry, there is plenty of time, I will explain it to you little by little." Ryoma reassured again, and his voice was calm, "The Binding Race and Strength of the Year are as you know, the top master of the Binding Race is the strongest person in the world, in addition to the patriarch you know who dares to resist the sky, there is also a low-key patriarch, the strength of the two is equal, the patriarch's aura is as fierce and decisive as his temper, he is a responsible and awesome patriarch, sheltering the Clan, the dark **** that happened back then, think about the legend that you know that the mythical beast is a dragon horse with a snow-white short hair and a dragon head, but due to the darkness**** It was cursed to be what it is now...."

"What? Are you the mount that accompanies the great hero of the Terrans? "Silkworm Xiang's eyes widened as if she had heard a fantasy that the human race had been extinct for an era in that era.

"That's right, the master is the leader who leads the creatures of the whole planet to fight against the ****, a well-deserved heirloom hero, you must also know what you inherited, these are the things that the master left for the heirs, and you are the one who was lucky enough to pass the test!"

"The test is the base?" Although it was a bit hard, Silkworm didn't think that such a simple test could get such a big pie.

Sure enough, Ryoma shook his head, "The strongest wizard of the human race once predicted that there would be two dolls in this life, which may be able to change the fate of this last world, so seal me with Sanskrit sound and wait for this life to wake up, I have opened my eyes to see your root nature and know that it is you, and your root nature is similar to the patriarch, so you are naturally forced to accept his inheritance, and he himself left this special test according to the prophecy." ”

Silkworm Xiang got some answers, and when she saw Thirty-Seven who was still sleeping next to her, she asked again, "What about her?" ”

"She inherited the inheritance of the patriarch, the patriarch pursues the nature of the heart, so the inheritance left behind is also all fate, as long as in this life it is two dolls who walk into this temple and do not accept the inheritance of the patriarch, even if the conditions are met. Now that you have accepted the patriarch's lineage, you are the new owner of this temple. Ryoma's tone was soft mixed with some sadness, it was a pity that he couldn't die with his master for this mission thousands of years ago, and now he wakes up to the vicissitudes of life, and I don't know if it is possible for these two dolls to rewrite the **** of this era, even more stunned.

At this moment, Thirty-Seven woke up, and as soon as she regained consciousness, she immediately felt that the extra breath was the breath that seemed to be an illusion before, and seeing the situation, Silkworm Xiang seemed to be confronting it, so she opened her big black eyes and stood up directly and walked to Silkworm Fragrance, cautiously looking at this "third party" who finally took the initiative to appear.

Ryoma was also observing the inheritor of this clan's elder, and he speculated in his heart, but Thirty-Seven's eyes looked dull from getting up to the silkworm incense, and the eyes were the windows of the soul, but the little doll's heart seemed to be scattered in a deep mist, and Ryoma suddenly predicted that the prophecy was indeed right These two people.

"Presumably, you have inherited the duckweed Heart Sutra that the clan elder created all his life and is compatible with the rootless physique." Ryoma calmly opened his mouth and went straight to the point.

Thirty-Seven nodded, waiting for the next step. Silkworm Xiang interjected with interest, "By the way, you said that I am similar to the patriarch's root nature, but I haven't said what root nature I am!" ”

Ryoma rarely showed a little smile, this one seems to be a little like his master. Glancing at the thirty-seven, who didn't say anything, Ryoma took the lead in answering the question of Silkworm Incense, "The patriarch is the warm fire root nature, and you are more intense, and the fire root nature is the master who controls and protects the sense of responsibility to protect the earth." ”

Silkworm Xiang was full of joy after hearing this: "In the future, I will take on the responsibility of protecting the entire planet?" ”

Ryoma nodded, "In order to protect your family and friends, you must practice all the items that your master has inherited from you." ”

After listening to Silkworm Xianggang's resolute expression, he collapsed in an instant, made a bitter little face, pouted and sat aside, "Let's talk about thirty-seven, right?" ”

Ryoma nodded and looked at Thirty-Seven, "I haven't explained to you yet, I am the Rui Beast Ryoma who bound the human race thousands of years ago, and I awakened for the prophecy of fighting against the dark **** in this world, you and she are the son of the prophecy, and I will be your guide." The situation may be too difficult for you to explain right now, and I think you can understand that. Now let's talk about your physique, you and the clan elder's root nature is exactly the same, it is very rare that there is no root, duckweed has no roots, and the clan elder created the duckweed Heart Sutra according to this. If the fire root nature is more actionable, then if there is no root nature, it may be that you do not deliberately change anything, and this path may need more for you to understand and experience by yourself, after all, this is a rare physique. The clan elder can't leave any powerful peerless martial arts for his inheritors, and only this duckweed heart sutra can only help you maintain a casual and natural fit for a rootless physique. ”

"What, how do you feel like you haven't said anything after talking for a long time?" Silkworm Xiang sighed on the side, feeling that she didn't understand at all.

Thirty-seven didn't have much interest in Ryoma's words, but when he heard it explain the four characters of duckweed without roots, he seemed to have an understanding, and now he could see that the duckweed Heart Sutra was in the body, although it was called the Heart Sutra, but Thirty-Seven felt that this was not like a Heart Sutra but more like an idle note.

"The wind, the sun, the green pine and crispy, the duckweed without roots......" seems to be depicting a certain picture, but I feel that there is no connection between these images, but as she looks back at the syllables of each sentence seems to produce a certain moving rhythm, Thirty-Seven feels something purer and more thorough, but every time she wants to taste each word more attentively, this feeling disappears completely.

Although it was only for a moment, Ryoma had already sensed the slightest touch between this girl and the Heart Sutra, and it saw it in its eyes, and also found that her physical condition was extremely bad, but there was no show on her face.

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