Chapter 224: Is It a Human or a Ghost?

This road is special.

While other roads, whether wide or narrow, are paved with bluestone, this path is paved with pebbles. The pale yellow pebbles stand out from the surrounding blue-gray stones. Luo Xiaofeng walked down this path. The yellow pebble path, twisting and turning, twisting and turning, winding and turning, is actually a small garden in front of it. Small garden, exquisite, couldn't have been more exquisite. It's elegant, it couldn't be more elegant. Luo Xiaofeng was attracted and walked in unconsciously. Behind the half-moon-shaped garden gate, there is a bunch of elegant flowers, the moon-white flowers swaying in the breeze, so beautiful that people feel distressed! A straight path extends out by the flowers, and at the end of the path, there is a small pavilion with vermilion railings, which is particularly eye-catching. The most eye-catching thing is not the railing, but the people next to the railing! There are seven people standing beside the railing, as if they are looking out from the railing, and as if they are caressing the railing and meditating. These seven people are all old men with crane hair and shawls, and judging from their clothing, they are all people with great status and status. They all had their backs to Luo Xiaofeng, so Luo Xiaofeng couldn't see their faces.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't walk over, he looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more furious his heart became, because he had already remembered the seven elders of the Spirit Realm.

"The Seven Great Elders sealed the more than 10,000 rare treasures in the stone statue and attached extremely powerful spells. This spell is too domineering and evil, and as soon as the spell comes out, the seven elders all blow themselves up." Is it true that the words of the woman in white with the magic sword are true? If so, who are the seven people in the small pavilion? This thing is a little weird. Luo Xiaofeng hesitated, and finally walked over...... The seven old men, as if they knew that someone was coming, all turned around one after another......

A chill rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout Luo Xiaofeng's body. Luo Xiaofeng finally saw the seven faces clearly. What kind of faces are they, with distorted facial features and blood flowing!

Luo Xiaofeng didn't run, didn't scream, didn't shout! Fear, although a storm came at him, Luo Xiaofeng still gritted his teeth and held on.

The seven old men also saw Luo Xiaofeng, and they were looking at the child in front of them with one glance, one glance at the next, one look at the left, and one look at the right.

Luo Xiaofeng really couldn't stand it, and the place where he was seen seemed to be crawling with tens of millions of ants.

The seven old men suddenly knelt down in unison, looked at Luo Xiaofeng and cried loudly. The cry is indeed true and heartfelt, like a lost child who suddenly sees his mother!

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned, and didn't know what to do for a while.

The seven old men finally stopped crying, and one of the yellow-robed old men walked over tremblingly and asked in a trembling voice, "If the old man is not mistaken, you are Ah Zi's son." ”

Luo Xiaofeng was confused, and couldn't help but ask, "Who is Ah Zi?"

The old man in the yellow robe hurriedly said: "Ah Zi is the wisteria god of our spiritual realm, I can see that you are her son, our little master!"

Only then did Luo Xiaofeng know that his mother's name was Ah Zi!

The old man in the yellow robe left tears again, and said excitedly: "We have been waiting for 200,000 years, and we have finally waited for you!"

"Waited for 200,000 years?" Luo Xiaofeng looked at the old man in yellow robe in surprise: "May I ask ...... old man?"

The old man in the yellow robe wiped a handful of tears and beckoned happily to the small pavilion: "Come here, come here!"

The other six old men almost trotted in front of Luo Xiaofeng, all of them so excited that they didn't know what to say.

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but open his mouth first: "Hello grandfathers!"

The six old men all bowed down in a panic: "The little master is too polite!" Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly returned the courtesy!

The old man in the yellow robe laughed and said: "We were originally the seven elders of the spiritual realm, and we only served Ah Zi girl, and we couldn't stand the bird's breath of Xiaotian, so we came here and were isolated from the world. ”

Luo Xiaofeng asked, "Who is Xiaotian?"

The old man in the yellow robe said hatefully: "Xiao Tian is the current master of the Spirit Birth Realm, although his martial arts cultivation is high, but his character is too poor, he is not worthy of being the master of the Spirit Life Realm at all." We can't figure out why Ah Zi passed on the throne to him. ”

Not only the old man in the yellow robe couldn't figure it out, but the vast majority of people in the spiritual realm couldn't figure it out! The Wisteria God didn't explain the matter of passing on the throne to Xiaotian. Although Xiaotian has become the master of the spirit world, in people's hearts, the kind and beautiful wisteria god is the only master of the spirit world!

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the distorted facial features and bleeding faces of the seven elders, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, ...... your face?"

The old man in the yellow robe smiled: "This is a disguise!" he spoke, wiping his hand on his face, and the hideous and terrifying face just now immediately disappeared, and immediately returned to its original appearance. As soon as Luo Xiaofeng turned around, the other six elders also took off their disguises and returned to their original appearance.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Grandfathers, why did you make yourself look like that just now?"

The yellow-robed old man sighed: "We are pretending to be dead, and we are also pretending to be a Yellow Spring Road!" he said, pointing to the yellow pebble path in front of him. Huangquan Road is the only way to enter the ghost underworld. Luo Xiaofeng had heard her grandmother talk about it before. It's just that that's where the dead go, and no one knows about the living.

Luo Xiaofeng asked puzzledly: "Grandpa are the seven elders of the Spirit Realm, all of them are highly cultivated, why do they want to cheat to death?"

The yellow-robed old man sighed: "Two hundred thousand years ago, the seven of us came to this Demon Sword Pond with more than 10,000 treasures from the Spirit Realm, set up a defensive formation, and sealed many rare treasures in the stone statue, and attached the ancient god spell - the demon god spell. Most of these more than 10,000 treasures are powerful spiritual weapons, and there are even dozens of ancient artifacts. When they were first sealed, they were all extremely reluctant, they asked us to break the stone statue, the idea of destroying the divine spell was very strong, the idea of a spiritual weapon was very limited, but more than 10,000 thoughts were superimposed, and the power was very powerful. We wanted to cut off their thoughts, so after completing the seal, we pretended to blow ourselves up and died, and deliberately disguised this Huangquan Road. When the artifacts sensed that we were dead, they were disheartened and gave up the idea of escaping. ”

Luo Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Do you still have an idea for the spirit artifact?"

The old man in the yellow robe said: "The spirit weapon can be transformed into a beast, and the artifact can be transformed into a human, so they all have ideas, but compared with real humans, this kind of idea is still very weak, very unstable, and the level is also very low." They all simply believed that it was a divine spell attached by the Seven Great Elders, and only the Seven Great Elders could solve it. Sensing that the Seven Great Elders were dead, they were disheartened and had no thoughts, and soon entered a dormant state, unless the Destruction Spell awakened them, otherwise, these spiritual artifacts would remain dormant forever. Even if a few artifacts are still in a state of wakefulness, they are alone and powerless. As the yellow-robed old man spoke, he looked intently at the half of the wooden sword on Luo Xiaofeng's waist, and a surprised expression appeared on his face, "The little master has received this ancient artifact, the magic sword, and Ah Zi's spirit in the sky will also be very pleased." ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Grandpa knows this magic sword?"

(End of chapter)