Chapter Ninety-Seven: Ye Xiu's Funeral Painting (II)

Ye Xiu's life was the ancestor of the four clans, and he was honored as the "Four Spirit Holy Ancestor".

It's a pity that now the four clans under Ye Xiu's command are no longer the four clans they once were.

Now that I think about it, it was too far away, and even the memories of those years are a little blurry. It's really, too long.

"Of the four clans in the past, only your Shura clan is still the bloodline of that time, and although the other three clans seem to have survived the curse, they are actually not what they used to be. In this life, it depends on creation. Ye Xiu said in a low voice and slowly.

"But, you can remember."

"If I don't die, Shura won't die!"

Ye Xiu's words were not loud, but that kind of arrogance and domineering deeply infected the night charm beside him.

If I don't die, Shura won't die!

How domineering?

In the face of the curse of the Heavenly Dao, in this world, only Ye Xiu dared to say so.

"Thank you for your pity!" Night Charm knelt at Ye Xiu's feet, her body trembling with excitement, Ye Xiu has always been the last hope of the Shura clan. Now that Ye Xiu said this, it means that he has never abandoned the Shura clan, and when the Shura clan is alive and dead, Ye Xiu still stands up!

"Get up, you will follow me in the future, the ninth life, even if you hide here, it won't help." Ye Xiu said softly.

"Ancestor, you're here for ......," Night Charm said cautiously.

Ye Xiu glanced at the main hall behind him and said slowly: "Part of the reason is for you, there are also some other things to deal with. Also, don't call me ancestor in the future, that life has passed, and in this life, I am a human race. ”

"Yes, then I'll call you Childe." Night Charm said.

"Whatever you want." Ye Xiu said indifferently: "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

"Yes."

Night Charm followed behind Ye Xiu, and the two of them walked into the hall slowly.

This palace full of ghosts has not been damaged in the slightest, as if the baptism of endless years has not left the slightest trace on this palace.

The interior of the palace is very simple, with a statue-like building in the middle, but other than that, the whole hall is empty and empty.

Standing in front of the altar, Ye Xiu's gaze suddenly became extremely deep, his eyes stared at the altar without blinking, and there seemed to be some extremely strange syllables coming out of his mouth, but the night charm on the side couldn't hear it clearly. After a long time, Ye Xiu said softly: "Lift it up." ”

"Lift?" The night charm on the side was a little surprised, and said, "Childe, how can this be opened?" "This altar, Night Charm is no stranger at all, let alone opened, even if it is impossible to destroy. There seems to be an extremely mysterious force on this altar, guarding the surroundings, and it is difficult to shake it at all.

"It's okay, you can try it." Ye Xiu didn't say much, but commanded directly.

In the end, the Night Charm made a move, and it really overturned this altar. The original location of the altar revealed a pitch-black land, about a square circumference, with an eerie ghost aura on it. It looks very weird.

"This, this" Night Charm was a little speechless in shock, staring blankly at the scene in front of her.

Ye Xiu didn't say a word, turned his hand and took out the picture scroll of the Nangong family.

With a shake of his hand, the scroll unfolded in the air, and Ye Xiu looked up, his eyes full of gloom.

This is the first time, and it is the first time that Ye Xiu has looked at the front of this painting.

The picture is extremely concise, and a palace is sketched in a few strokes, and at the entrance of the palace, there is a person standing with a sword.

The whole painting is actually very simple, like a random outline, and all the images are extremely simple. In the lower left corner of the picture, there are eight small characters, but they are not written in the words of this era, which is extremely strange.

Strangely, though, the painting is red throughout, red like blood. In particular, in the lower left corner of the picture, those eight words are even more red and palpitating.

The night ghost on the side frowned and muttered, "The sky is falling, painting the Nangong?" What does that mean? Although the font of these eight characters is very strange, the night ghost knows it, because this is the ghost script of the ghost clan, and she is not unfamiliar with it.

"It's not interesting." Ye Xiu said softly, Ye Mei didn't understand, and it was understandable, and he didn't want to explain more. The Shura clan has been silent for too long, and many things in this era are not clear to them.

Ye Xiu stared at the picture in the air, in the palace in the painting, there seemed to be a mirror, a mirror carved with lotus flowers. However, ordinary people can't see it at all, because the mirror is inside the palace! On the painting, only the surface of this palace is revealed.

Although it sounded so unbelievable, in fact, Ye Xiu was really able to see things that were not shown on the painting.

Then, Ye Xiu looked at the man standing with a long sword at the gate of the palace, his image was very simple, with only a few strokes, and he couldn't draw anything. But when Ye Xiu's gaze fell on him, the man in the painting seemed to raise his head and was also looking at Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu lowered his head, and with a sudden wave of his hand, he punched a big hole in the pitch-black land in front of him with endless ghost energy, and then he didn't see any movement from Ye Xiu, and the long painting in the air rolled up by itself and flew straight towards the hole.

Looking at the scroll that flew into the cave, Ye Xiu muttered: "Whether you can wash away the lead bloom depends on your own creation." The night charm on the side was full of doubts, he didn't know what Ye Xiu was doing, and Ye Xiu didn't explain.

In this way, after Ye Xiu stood in place for a while, he said softly, "Put the altar back." ”

"Yes, Childe." Although he didn't understand, Night Charm still put the altar back in its place according to what Ye Xiu said.

"Let's go." Ye Xiu didn't look back, he went straight out of this hall, and even when Ye Xiu left Shura City, he didn't look back again.

Beside him, the Great Heavenly Division Night Charm of the Shura Heavenly Division, the two returned to the sect all the way.

Ye Xiu and Ye Mei had just returned to the Heaven Stepping Dao Sect, and Mingyue was waiting in front of the mountain gate. When she saw Ye Xiu followed by an infinite bewitching beauty from a distance, the frost on Mingyue's face suddenly increased by three points, as if Ye Xiu had done something to be sorry for her.

However, soon Mingyue suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and said with a cold face: "Ye Xiu, go to the Heavenly Palace!" Although Mingyue had a cold face, there was obvious anxiety in her tone.

Ye Xiu looked at Mingyue's appearance and said, "What? What's going on? The people of the Yunmeng Ancient Kingdom have killed again? ”

Seeing the appearance of Ye Xiu's old god, Mingyue suddenly became angry, and the dissatisfaction in her heart finally broke out, pointing to the night charm on the side, and yelled at Ye Xiu: "Xue'er was taken away, and you still go outside to be merry?" Are you worthy of Cher! ”

"Boom!"

Before Mingyue's words fell, a sky-high momentum enveloped the entire sect, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Xiu, who was full of gloomy face, had already appeared in the Heavenly Stepping Palace.