Chapter Twenty-Eight: Suspicion in the Night
A strange smile appeared on Qing Heng's long face, and he turned around and said, "Don't worry about this! At first, we were also afraid of hurting the tree spirits cultivated in the valley, so we sent most of the master rì night guards. Who knew that the tree spirits were safe and sound, but the clansmen who guarded them suffered a lot of losses, and all those who were attacked by the sneak attack were seriously injured as usual, and their cultivation regressed significantly.
Alas! The only thing that is fortunate is that not a single member of the clan has died in the past half a year, and I don't know if we are too lucky, or if they are merciful. Those injured recalled that the other party's attacks were elusive, but most of them were the basic demon methods of the Imperial Vine and the Escape Land, and there was nothing special about it.
Roughly speaking, the other party is likely to be one of our dryads. It's just that there is a huge difference in strength, and the injured clansmen are powerless to resist at all, let alone see their faces and bodies clearly! ”
"Them!" Hu Si's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he asked, "Could it be that there is more than one enemy who has sneaked attack?" ”
"That's right," Qing Heng touched his dry chin and smiled bitterly, "It's really a shame to say, until now, we haven't even seen the appearance of the enemy once." On the night of the fifteenth day of the previous month, the clansmen in charge of the night vigil were attacked at the entrance of the valley in the east, the cave caves in the north, and the bottom temple of the Fern Divine Tree in the center of the valley at the same time, and more than a dozen masters of the clan were seriously injured. From this, it can be inferred that there are at least three enemies who have rushed into the valley, and all of them are supreme masters with advanced cultivation, and their strength is not weaker than our patriarch. ”
"What, they, they dare to do it on top of the Divine Tree!" Yanagishita Megumi was completely shocked, looking back at the divine tree shrouded in the brilliance of life, and was a little panicked and at a loss.
Although the origin of life is the same, it is only because of the difference in the amount of aura gathered and used that there will be differences between strength and weakness, high and low. However, in the process of life evolution, each race will produce the strongest beyond the ordinary, and with the passage of time, it will gradually become the superior god that everyone worships.
The Divine Wood Fern is the guardian deity of all the grass and wood demons in the Seven Evil Worlds, and even has a mythical revered status in the hearts of the Earth Demons and the Heavenly Demons, and can be said to be the jīng god symbol of all demon races.
At the beginning, the Persian immortals once led the Seven Great Tree Demon Kings to break into the valley, and stood silently under the sacred tree for three nights, but in the end they only let out a long sigh and left gloomily. Although he didn't know his purpose at the time, just looking at the fact that he came here with so many masters with such a strong momentum, it would never be as simple as hanging out.
The legendary sacred tree not only has a powerful source of life protection, but also has the miraculous effect of purifying the jīng god and restoring the defects of the body. No matter how evil a life is, standing in front of it will reduce its demonic power, and the evil qi in its body will also be washed clean by the breath of the origin of life. If you are seriously injured and your limbs are mutilated, as long as you still have a breath left, you will heal in an instant and restore the integrity of your body.
Unexpectedly, there was a dryad with the power to resist the sacred tree, openly infiltrating the hundred-foot-high temple and attacking the dryad stationed therein. In this way, this force is not only powerful and can be described, it is simply terrifying.
Qing Heng looked helpless, and said with a bitter face: "Alas, it's not just that! For most of the past six months, we have been attacked no less than 100 times, and half of them have been concentrated on the Divine Tree, such a crazy behavior is simply incredible. ”
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Mi Wang's mind, such an unpredictable body, powerful and unbeatable attacks, and half of them happened on the Divine Tree, could it be ...... It's Shenmu who is weird!
Such a bold idea could probably only be thought of by an outsider like him, not because he was clever or had unique insights. The Divine Wood of the Grass Fern is one of the first spirits of the Seven Evil Worlds, the first plant on this land, and the ancestor of all the grass and wood spirits.
After the baptism of the long years, it has witnessed the reproduction and evolution of countless lives, and it has become the supreme existence in the hearts of all demon clans. Except for this unrelated human being, who would doubt the eternal faith in their hearts and the high ancestors?
Even as an outsider, unless you have experienced too many calamities and variables, and realized the true meaning of life in the tribulation of life and death, you suddenly find that the faith you once had is no longer pure, high, and unblasphemous. What is truly worth cherishing is only unremitting perseverance and hard work, as well as a glimmer of light and hope that will remain in my heart forever.
Mi Wang happens to be such a person, who has experienced the betrayal and life and death tribulations of his master, and has regained precious truth and trust, he is no longer obsessed with the so-called heavenly justice, nor is he willing to hesitate to be at the mercy of fate.
The hypocritical way of heaven and the weak justice all collapsed with the collapse of the Taixuanmen. What is it to maintain the right path and slay demons and eliminate demons, it sounds so harsh and ridiculous now......
After experiencing the plain and magnificent, the splendid and the lonely, he no longer has many crazy and extravagant hopes. All I want is to be with the person I like, and spend every dusk in a bland way, and that's enough.
The cold night wind whined past them, and through the dense jungle and the barren grassy valley, a bluestone temple of huge stones appeared in front of them. The blue-gray boulder exudes an ancient atmosphere, standing quietly in the years of sedimentation, and there is silence all around.
Seven or eight tall stone statues stood in a messy manner in the waist-deep barren grass, the wind knives of the years blurred their original appearances, and the wind eroded their majestic figures, but they were still as mighty as gods, standing proudly under the precipice.
Xiaobai let out a low "woo" excitedly, shook his thin black tail ridiculously, and ran up the stone steps. The main hall of the stone hall stretched into the depths of the mountain, empty and deep, exuding a slight chill.
Qing Heng took down a torch that was inserted in the stone wall and led them around a side hall on the south side of the giant hall. There is a cave in it, and it is a small inner hall. The roof of the cave is extremely high, and a thin mist can be faintly seen. Dozens of tall holes are lined up with stone walls around it, and two huge torches are inserted on both sides of the holes, swaying with bright firelight.
"Everyone is resting here tonight, and I will be responsible for the vigil, so I won't accompany you much." Qing Heng nodded to Liu Xia Hui and left in a hurry. There was a stir at the entrance of the main hall, it should be the dryad sent to guard, and there were a lot of voices.
"Let's go, let's go rest first!" The peacock walked into one of the holes with Yilan in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a canopy of lush peach branches was entangled in layers, covering the entire hole densely.
The rest of the little demons also dispersed in a hurry, and walked into the stone cave beside them in twos and threes. The cave is also very spacious, and there is a huge soft rattan bed hanging in the middle, and everyone lies on it and falls asleep in a moment.
"Alas, how could such a thing happen!" Yanagishita Hui stood at the entrance of the cave, looking worriedly at the bleak night outside the hall, more than a dozen tree demons were incarnating into the towering poplar original body, and the huge root system was like a layer of soil, silently guarding outside.
Seeing such a tight guard, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Alas, it seems that there is not necessarily safety in this stone hall!" What kind of dryad is so terrifying, he doesn't even care about the divine tree. Don't...... Could it be that the Twelve Demon Kings are here! No, how can this be ......"
Yanagishita Megumi's breathing was a little short, and the momentary guess really frightened him, and he didn't dare to continue thinking deeply. But the more he didn't think about it, he couldn't help but follow the previous train of thought: if it was really the Twelve Demon Kings who sneaked into the valley and attacked those young masters of the Qingyang clan several times, there was only one possibility, it was that the Persian immortals were dissatisfied with the Qingyang clan and wanted to get rid of them secretly!
The sparse stars disappeared at some point, the full moon disappeared in the dark clouds, and the earth fell into boundless darkness with the mournful roar of the mountain wind.
Yanagishita Megumi returned to the inner hall with a heavy heart and casually walked into a stone room. On the spacious soft rattan lay the sleeping vine demon, he lay down blankly, and I don't know how long it took, and he couldn't sleep well.
What happened in his mind was the strange things that happened in the valley and his speculations, and gradually the beautiful glazed river water and the fluttering seven sè divine birds appeared...... The chaotic images finally came together, and accompanied him into a chaotic dream.
When he was half-asleep and half-awake, a shout suddenly came from outside the main hall. Immediately sat up in shock, raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his head, and jumped off the ground panting. Looking at the vine demon who was still sleeping next to him, he looked at the entrance of the cave with some doubts, "Could it be that I was restless and had a nightmare?" ”
Carefully walked out of the cave and stepped out of the main hall, shocked to find that the more than ten dryads guarding had disappeared. The dirt rolled in the grass, and it was obvious that they were in a hurry. Six or seven charred puddles appeared in the grass on the ground, and foul and sticky black liquor was sprinkled in between.
Megumi Yanagishita's body shook for a moment, and she was melancholy for a moment, and finally raised her staggering steps a little, carefully groping into the depths of darkness. Until his figure completely disappeared into the darkness, two figures flashed in the place where he was standing, but they were Mi Wang and Hu Si in the same stone room as him.
Mi Wangcha looked at the traces left in the grass, and carefully transmitted: "The exclamation just now was very short, and it seems that it was an unsuspecting hand. Do you think it could be the Twelve Dryad Kings who are making trouble? ”
"Probably not!" Hu Si squatted down and pushed aside the grassroots, "Does the Great Sage remember that Yang Demon said that their clansmen were injured countless times in half a year, and the cultivation of the injured was greatly reduced, but none of them died."
However, the sneak attack on them should be some top masters, and the attack is very measured, and the action for such a long time seems to be deliberately attracting their attention, and it is not in line with the cunning and decisive nature of the Persian demon fairy.
Even if they intended to tease the Qingyang Clan, they shouldn't have concentrated on the Divine Tree. No matter how strong they are, they don't dare to guarantee that they can retreat in the face of Shenmu's coercion, this is tantamount to playing with fire*, and such a stupid act will never be done by them. ”
Mi Wang nodded and said, "Then there is only one possibility, it is the Shenmu body that is strange, or maybe the Shenmu is attacking these dryads." If that's the case, it makes sense that a lot of weird things are happening here. ”
"This ...... Although it makes a lot of sense, but it is a blue fern divine tree, how can it attack its own descendants? Hearing that the Great Sage actually suspected Shenmu, Hu Si was suddenly shocked, but he suddenly woke up when he turned his mind, thinking of the strange things that happened here, and couldn't help but ponder.
For a long time, he stared at the black and smelly slime among the grass, and suddenly asked, "Great Sage, do you think the traces here are a little familiar?" ”
Mi Wang stared at it for a moment, then lowered his head and sniffed it, and said in horror: "Ah, I remember, it's the filth left behind by the evolution of the giant wood jīng's soul refining!" ”