39 The true face of the mass grave

A golden fist like a dragon fell into the mountain, like a scoop of golden slurry poured down on the head, and the entire back three mountains suddenly had golden filaments swimming, like a dense golden thread flow.

When Yin Hong's fist slammed into the back three mountains, the mountain that had been raised a few feet suddenly fell, like a huge golden stone gate suddenly closing.

Immediately afterwards, the gloomy aura that overflowed in this area quickly subsided, and in the entire heaven and earth, only the golden wisps of fists lingered like a swimming wind.

After Yin Hong unleashed this punch that moved in all directions, his aura collapsed like a low tide, and this punch almost exhausted his strength. If it was left in the past, this punch would be just a common thing for Yin Hong, just a gesture. It is true that Yin Hong has been in this oppressive region for too long, and the power of pure essence has hardly flowed in the past few hundred years, and his cultivation is not as good as before.

There is a secret outsider who may not know that for the regression of Yin Hong's cultivation, outsiders speculate that it is the suppressive effect of this gloomy ancient battlefield site on him, in fact, on the contrary, the suppressive effect of this ancient battlefield site is indeed not small, after all, the remnants of many famous generals of the previous dynasty are gathered here, but for Yin Hong, there is no absolute suppressive effect.

The reason why Yin Hong's cultivation is so regressive is because of his independent suppression.

Because his pure essence power is too restrained to restrain the remnant soul, so in the past hundreds of years, he has been carefully reinforcing the essence power, once he releases this essence power, the first to be washed away is not this mountain range that has little spirituality, nor those dense miasma, but the remnant soul of the famous general who remains in this heaven and earth.

These remnant souls, who became weaker and weaker with the passage of time, could not withstand the impact of his powerful essence power at all.

It can be said that Yin Hong "fell willingly" here in order to protect these remnant souls.

Yin Hong's majestic momentum was not gathered by him, but really collapsed. Most of his soul was shattered, and his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and at this time, he was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and his combat power had retreated greatly.

However, he still forcibly took a breath and sacrificed the bloody slaughter city again, a stream of spiritual power flowed through the body of the spear, and a shot broke through the leaderless black puppets.

The puppets in the array fell into the Hou San Mountains like sprinkling beans, these puppets who lost Zhang Ti'er actually didn't have much combat power at all, for Yin Hong, a soldier who was not close to the ancient battlefield, it was basically better than nothing, but this puppet was of great benefit to the Hou San Shan, including Red Candle Town, with the Yin aura of these puppets supplemented, even if the next battle was extremely tragic, it should be able to maintain the stability of this area, at least it will not fall apart like the territory of the previous dynasty and the imperial capital.

This area was carefully built by these former relict ministers, and it was also one of their few capitals, and Yin Hong naturally didn't want to make the Housanshan and Red Candle Town devastated because of this conquest.

After breaking through the puppet array, Yin Hong did not put away the slaughter of the city, but used a trace of spiritual power as a thread to tie the blood spear behind his back, the blood spear floated with a trace of blood, coupled with the muscles that were congested because of the confrontation with Zhang Tier, he looked like a fierce blood Shura with a spear on his back at this time.

After the defeat of Zhang Tier, the young national teacher calmly scattered empty calligraphy and painting calligraphy, these calligraphy and painting calligraphy were originally used to suppress Zhang Tier's formation, and now Zhang Ti'er has been defeated, and these calligraphy and painting calligraphy and calligraphy that have passed spiritually are useless.

When these seemingly light calligraphy and painting calligraphy slips fall into the mountains, they are like green tiles flying down, falling down, with a very heavy sense of texture, as if these calligraphy and painting calligraphy are not written on paper, but carved on small stone slabs, even if these calligraphy and painting calligraphy have not had much spirituality, its weight is far beyond expectations.

The weight of the cultural transport contained in it is far greater than its own weight.

The calligraphy and painting calligraphy fell on the rocky ground, and the aura that could not be retained because of the broken paper was like green smoke rolling to the ground, rushing into this mountain range where the aura was completely depleted.

If these calligraphy and painting calligraphy books are placed in the world, which one is not a first-class treasure, not to mention the priceless price, it will definitely not be able to run away if it is difficult to buy.

Outside this region, why is there a situation in which the literary movement is at its peak and the military movement is declining? In the final analysis, it is not because of the stacking of sage classics, calligraphy, paintings, calligraphy, novels and poems.

These sage classics, calligraphy, paintings, calligraphy, novels and poems that contain literary movements go around the world, spread word of mouth, and spread throughout the territory, and the civil and military affairs naturally flow with it.

It can be seen from this that if the military movement wants to rise and continue, it is not just as simple as suppressing the cultural movement, but the military movement must be maintained by continuous war.

The predecessors have a summary of the general trend of the world, the so-called general trend, but it is a long time must be divided, a long time must be together, this is even history can not escape the "curse", through the phenomenon to see the essence, in fact, it is the dispute between the civil and military luck, and a little bigger, it is the battle of luck.

The young national teacher watched as Yin Hong put away the broken soul with a calm face, and did not make a move to obstruct it.

Similarly, the group of Daoists who stood in front of the Hou San Mountain did not hinder them, and after this battle, they had an instinctive fear of Yin Hong.

What kind of person is Zhang Ti'er? That is a soldier who can single-handedly penetrate half of the royal city, and his combat power is so strong that it can be said that he has not encountered it in a hundred years.

Even so, he was still suppressed by Yin Hong's move.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, although at this time they can see that Yin Hong is already in the situation of the end of the strong crossbow, but Yin Hong has used the martial arts physique to fight the enemy from beginning to end, and the slightest killing power of the soldiers has not been used, and the way of the soldiers is much wilder than the rest of the hundred, and it is obviously not a wise choice to be in the ruins of the ancient battlefield to confront the soldiers who occupy the geographical advantage.

Taking a step back, even if Yin Hong didn't use the advantages of the ancient battlefield ruins as always, and only fought with his life as a body refiner, they wouldn't be able to parry.

The barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and Yin Hong is the barefoot.

This man, who is both a refiner and a martial artist, calmly gathered his soul, and the broken soul was pulled by Yin Hong, like an invisible wind cave, towards Yin Hong's heavenly spirit cover, and when the wind whirlwind formed by the soul disappeared invisibly, Yin Hong exhaled a heavy breath.

Gather the soul and return to the town gate, just like the move just now that knocked Zhang Ti'er into the ruins of the ancient battlefield, without the slightest drag.

Among the hundreds of monks who are recognized as having the wildest path and the sharpest temperament, there are military monks and body cultivators, and Yin Hong cultivates both at the same time, and his temperament will naturally be more sharp.

In this world, there are only a few people who can move him.

When Yin Hong stopped at the town gate, the day and night were reversed, and in an instant, the dark night of the entire Red Candle Town seemed to be erased, the warm sun hung high in the sky, and the sky was bright.

Obviously, this was the handiwork of the old shopkeeper, and he summoned the heavenly lamp to replenish Yin Hong's scattered essence power.

Yin Hong was not polite, jumped directly, stepped on the colorful town gate plaque, and put the armor that was almost beaten into a ball of waste gold by Zhang Tier to his body, the soft but hot light and the armor on Yin Hong's body complemented each other, and the armor seemed to be sunburned under the illumination of the light, and the uneven armor flowed up, recasting along Yin Hong's strong body.

This armor made of live gold is also suppressed by this gloomy region, and with the abundant power of Jing Yuan, it is impossible for Zhang Ti'er to beat the armor into a pile of waste gold.

Yin Hong spread his arms and let the beam of light shine on him, and a golden light swept out.

A heat wave quietly rolled outward, and the heat wave rushed, tearing open a hole in the cold and gloomy atmosphere around him. This heat wave did not come from the strange lamp hanging high in the sky, but from Yin Hong's physique.

Yin Hong's breath, which was wilted by the fierce battle, rose steadily in the spread of the heat wave, as if the spread of the heat wave represented the strength of his body's essence power.

The heat wave continued to cleanse the void, and if you look closely, it looks like a pale golden water streak spreading outward, and in a moment, the power of the essence that is almost manifested has already encompassed a wide range of hundreds of zhang.

At this time, Yin Hong's face was like a god, and the pale golden brilliance lingered on his cheeks, like a god and a man came into the world.

Along with the heat wave swept outward, there is also a masculine breath that suppresses the heart, once the masculine aura emerges, this piece of heaven and earth becomes chaotic invisibly, the wind gathers clouds, the air flow seems to be stirred by someone, and the thin aura flowing between the heaven and earth is showing signs of escaping outward.

But this situation did not last forever, at a certain tipping point, the heat wave wrapped in masculinity came to an abrupt end, and then converged like a low tide.

Yin Hong gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, without forcibly expanding the power of the essence element, his open arms were slowly lowered, pulling the power of the essence element back into his body.

When Yin Hong released the power of this essence, his perception of this area became keen, it can be said that the release of the power of the essence here is to compete with this region with his own strength, this is the move to challenge the world with his body, at first the power of the essence occupies a small territory, and the resistance will be small, but with the rise of the power of the essence, this world is almost enraged, and the surging yin aura of the sea water is pouring down in the air, crushing, frantically devouring the power of the essence, Yin Hong felt a strong counterattack resistance, and decisively withdrew the power of expansion。

In this kind of situation of making enemies on all sides, it is really unwise to forcibly compete with this region, if there is no arrival of this group of outsiders, with Yin Hong's character, he will definitely not stop there.

This is like a confrontation between the two armies, no matter how great the difference in strength between the two sides is, with his pride in Yin Hong, even if he dies in battle, he will not have the slightest heart to retreat.

After Yin Hong completely retracted the breath that spread out, he exhaled a breath of hot breath, his body and bones shook, and the feeling that had been suppressed for hundreds of years finally came back at this moment.

This is the first time in hundreds of years that Yin Hong has released the power of essence in his body.

He jumped down the gate and stepped on the beams of the gate, feeling guilty, as if he had trespassed on something.

When Yin Hong just jumped out of the town gate, the corners of the old man in fur Huang Lu, who had been holding a book and watching the battle, moved slightly, and Yin Hong, who was originally expressionless, was surprised, he raised his head to look at Huang Lu, his eyes were full of inquiry.

Huang Lu looked down at him, and explained in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "You have been in this area for too long, and it can be seen from the battle just now that your cultivation has regressed too much, even if this plan can be successful, it is just a replacement of a void, the revenant soul of the ancient kingdom still exists, as long as you are in the revenant realm, you will always be tied to your feet, and the responsibility on your shoulders in the future is too huge, you can't always suppress your cultivation, so you must leave here." ”

Yin Hong nodded expressionlessly.

Huang Lu explained: "Here I want to make it clear to you, after the replacement of the Void, the town will be jointly controlled by me and Sun Xishan, and the town will be dormant for a long time, and it will not be of much use for you to stay." There is also the fact that you have to leave the town in a bright and bright way, so that everyone in the world knows that you have been born, so as to attract more attention, only in this way can Deng'er have less resistance in the outside world in the future, and you are also a key hand in ensuring Deng'er's life. Finally, it is a disguise to make the outside world mistakenly think that you are the pawn eyeliner that we deliberately left outside, and they will inevitably want to find a new location in the town through you, and the more time and energy people from the outside world spend on you, the better it will be for the lamp and the town. ”

Yin Hong was relieved.

Huang Lu was a little worried: "When you walk out of the town, the town will cut off all contact with you, and until the town is not born again, you will always be in a situation of fighting alone, even if you are jointly hunted and killed by the outside world, you can only rely on yourself." But don't worry too much, they shouldn't kill you until they're sure you're just a cover, after all, their main target isn't you. ”

In the end, Huang Lu Zheng Se said: "If people from the outside world are determined to put you to death, find a way to go to the Molei Temple!"

Yin Hong's eyes were gloomy, is there some ulterior secret between the town and the Moray Temple, or does he just want to simply lead the way and let the royal family tear up the skin of the behemoth of the Moray Temple first?!

Although the Moray Sect is not obvious to the outside world, and not many cultivators even know about the existence of this lineage, no force dares to underestimate this declining lineage, even the Dao lineage that is now supported as the orthodox state religion!

Yin Hong was indifferent, although he didn't know the reason, he didn't plan to do so.

For the generals who died in the country, there is no end to it, it is nothing more than death.

The young national teacher, whose figure was almost level with the old shopkeeper, originally looked calm, but at the moment when Yin Hong released the power of Jing Yuan, his complexion froze for a moment.

originally thought that with Zhang Tier's attainments in the ancient battlefield, even if he couldn't sit on this ancient battlefield, it shouldn't be difficult to escape, but now it seems that Zhang Ti'er is facing a much more difficult situation than expected.

Because at the moment when Yin Hong released the power of Jing Yuan, there was nothing unusual about the entire town and the Hou San Mountain, except for one place, there was a trace of extremely slight fluctuations.

What appeared strange was the mass grave where all souls had gathered.

Therefore, this town and the three mountains are not the core of the ancient battlefield, the core of the ancient battlefield is the inconspicuous mass grave.

In the young national teacher's previous speculation, the core of the ancient battlefield site should be Red Candle Town and the Hou San Mountains connected to it, especially the Hou San Mountain, although it seems to be as lacking in aura as the four mountains in front, but the lingering aura between the Hou San Mountains can be said to be the most in the entire region, and with the eyes of the young country, it can be seen that the Hou San Mountain at this time has been seated in it, with these two points, it can be proved that the Hou San Mountain should be the core of the ancient battlefield site.

Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper did not place the core of the ancient battlefield site in the back three mountains, but chose to put it in a mediocre mass grave.

Generally speaking, the area of the Mass Grave is not suitable as a place to warm and nourish the war soul, the Mass Grave is a place where the world hides filth and dirt, all kinds of dark aura coexist, the yin qi is not pure, and it is very easy to give rise to tyrannical ghosts, and the remnant soul of the warrior is naturally repelled by this kind of filthy place, which is similar to the difference between sects and the separation of hundreds of schools of thought. The most suitable type of cultivator for mass graves is ghost cultivation, so some large mass graves are also called ghost places by ghost cultivators.

Although the ghost cultivator and the soldier family are both on the path of warming the undead, they are actually very different, the soldier has always been an orthodox sect recognized by the hundred schools, while the ghost cultivator is in a situation like a rat crossing the street.

It can also be seen that the difference between the two is huge.

There is an ancient book in the soldier's family, and there is a sentence in it, the loyal soul sleeps in the mountains. This sentence alone can see the "prosperous place" in the ancient battlefield, and there is no doubt that the first choice for recuperating the war spirit is the Lingxiu mountains and rivers.

Where did the young national teacher think that this old shopkeeper would be so ruthless, and actually moved the undead war souls into this mass grave, these war spirits were loyal to the country during their lifetime, but after their deaths, they ended up in a ghost land that was spurned by others, and they were unladylike when they met people.

If the young national teacher knew that the old shopkeeper had also left a place in this mass grave, I don't know how he would feel.

The young national teacher stood up, his face gloomy, now is not the time to dwell on this mass grave, the most important thing at the moment is how to fish Zhang Tier out of the mass grave.

Zhang Tier is not an ordinary military cultivator, because of his strange martial arts, the royal family bets a lot on him, if Zhang Tier falls here, even if he is a teacher of a country, he can't pay a difference on the royal side.

As soon as he thought of this, even the well-cultivated national teacher couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, and then raised his hand and tore it towards his face, and a thin face like a cicada's wings was torn off by him, revealing an old face with ravines and ravines.

A mysterious aura rippled out from his body, enveloping the first four mountains.

The cinnamon tree, which was originally destroyed by the old Taoist who cut wood for soldiers, is thriving at this time, sprouting branches and spreading leaves, and small green cinnamon hanging on the branches.

The Daoists who were in front of the Hou San Mountain saw the scene of the true meaning of this Dao Fa, and their faces became solemn one by one.

They knew that this National Teacher, who had graduated from the same school, was going to activate the formation hidden in this mountain range.