Chapter 354: The Battle of Falling Snow Peak (Second Update)
Song Ren was really sure this time that the five of them must know about the big tomb left in the Black Valley, because the punishment of Kuisha has not returned, but Mu Xiao has been punished again, and the reason given by the academy is that because of the arrears of a month's class, Mu Xiao wants to find the teachers to open a small stove.
Of course, the tutors refused, so the shepherd threatened that the punishment should be a lighter one month to clean the classroom, but the shepherd said that he regretted it, he didn't know how to respect the teacher, and in order to remember his identity, he was willing to go to the black valley to stay, so he went.
In less than two days, Que Ling'er, Long Lan and Mo Ya all entered the Black Valley for various reasons, and those who didn't know thought that the five went to the canyon to open the black, and the original team was only one Bao left.
"They must have found other tombs, maybe the benefits they got must be much greater than their own, what should I do, several reasons for making mistakes have been used by them, what should I use?" In the classroom, Song Ren looked around at the few empty seats, as well as the excited demon clans behind him, and began to frown and think.
He had eyes that he could see faintly.
There is a secret realm, and I am not afraid of the loneliness of the night.
There is the Black Emperor, and the treasures in the tomb can be brought back.
Or, find a reason, just say that everyone has blessings and hardships, will they be punished to go to Heigu?
As the class bell rang, Sikong Bitu came in, everyone stood up and said hello, he looked at the empty seats in front of him and Song Ren, then nodded, motioned for everyone to sit down, and began to lecture.
"Today's lesson is about memory worms, you may not know much about this strange worm, its function is to modify the memory of a person or spirit, so that it can be integrated according to the situation set by itself, such as ......" Sikong Bitu's topic quickly attracted everyone's curiosity, especially I heard that some memory worms are used on the human race, let them become their own group, and then all of them write out all the knowledge they know without reservation, and they screamed excitedly.
After hearing this, Song Ren at the bottom was also melancholy, this memory worm aroused one of his heart problems again, Ping'an City, Dad didn't know where he went, and who gave Uncle Yongan and Aunt Wang the memory worm?
After all, according to Zhong Jingshan, it is very difficult to take out this memory worm, and even some quasi-emperor-level powerhouses can only barely take it off, and this memory worm can be ...... when it goes down to ordinary mortals and up to the third-step reincarnation realm
Song Ren just thought of this, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately sat upright, he thought of Xia Zhilan, who maintained the Fire Demon Emperor in every way, and thought of Nanhuangtong, who had a smile on his face every day and taught them lessons wholeheartedly.
"It turned out to be a memory bug-" Song Ren suddenly understood, why am I so stupid, they must have been modified by the memory of the memory worm, otherwise how could there be such actions and changes, I should have thought of it a long time ago.
Song Ren suddenly understood, and all the doubts of many days suddenly became clear at this moment.
He immediately raised his head, and saw Sikong Bitu glance at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued to explain some things about memory worms.
The quasi-emperor can barely take out the memory worm, of course Xiao Xi is not the quasi-emperor, otherwise, even if he has a big backer, but Xiao Xi is a real dragon clan in ancient times, and she has her own bloodline to suppress it, she has a way to easily take out the memory worm, as long as Nanhuangtong and Xia Zhilan are brought back to the territory of the human race and brought back to the Linghua Pavilion, everything will be fine.
And Xia Zhilan was under the hands of the mysterious Fire Demon Emperor, and it could probably be inferred from what he said that day that he didn't know Xia Zhilan's true identity, but in order to win himself over, he said that as long as he became the first author of the century and gave him a long face, he could give Xia Zhilan to himself.
It seems that he has to hurry up and update "The Big Splash Monkey", if "The Big Splash Monkey" doesn't work, hurry up and redeem "The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons", anyway, it is up to him whether he can save Xia Zhilan or not.
And Nanhuangtong is a little troublesome, his memory must be stuck in something meaningful to the demon clan, and if he wants to take it to Linghua Pavilion to find Xiaoxi for help, he can't arouse the vigilance of the demon clan, which is very troublesome, and he has to think about it in the long run.
While Song Ren was thinking, the bell for the end of class suddenly rang, and Song Ren stretched his waist and was ready to go back to study countermeasures, when a ring ruler suddenly appeared in front of the desk.
"After the last class in the afternoon, come to the Hanxiang Hall to find me!" Sikong Bitu said.
Song Ren hurriedly got up and said that he understood, five famous writers, four were not in class, and they were punished in the black valley, could it be that Sikong Bitu wanted to ask about them, and what would he say then?
I also thought about how I could study and research well when I went back and not make mistakes that made me suspicious.
After the afternoon, Song Ren walked towards the Hanxiang Palace.
Hanxiang Palace, which is the place where Sikong Bitu lives, is extremely quiet, and the mountain is full of sweetness because of all kinds of flowers and plants.
"Student Bao, meet Mr. Sikong!" Outside the hall, Song Ren saluted loudly, but after waiting for a while, there was no sound, Song Ren shouted three times in a row, and looked sideways, there was a gap in the door of the hall that was open, looking around, Song Ren thought about it, pushed open the door and went in.
The main hall is very wide, in the center of the position, there is a silent picture playing, there is a projection stone surrounded by several yuan stones, when he saw the people on the screen, Song Ren's expression was stunned, his eyes were full of disbelief.
On the screen, there is a huge mountain peak, covered with layers of heavy snow, with seventy-eight figures standing solemnly, the others Song Ren does not know, but standing in front, the old wine with the sword box on his back and the predecessor of Xuanchen, Song Ren can not be familiar with it anymore, inside, there is no Sikong Bitu.
Could this be the battle of Falling Snow Peak that the teacher once mentioned?
The teacher once said to him that Luoxue Peak, he hadn't been there, because he was intercepted halfway, and then planted the resentful dragon poison, and when he arrived, he looked at the corpses everywhere, completely disheartened, and then dragged the remnants of his body, hid in Ping'an City, and prepared to spend the rest of his life quietly.
But the one with the sword box on his back is the teacher at all, could it be that the teacher is panicking?
The picture is not very stable, and then the old wine man with the sword box on his back pointed to the sky, as if he was saying something, everyone talked about it, some agreed, some disagreed, and then, Song Ren's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw that the old wine man made a move.
He began to kill those who disagreed, including Xuanchen, until a person who looked a little similar to Xuanchen was killed, Xuanchen was also angry and pounced.
But at this moment, the old man seemed to have entered a no-man's land, and even the group that agreed joined in the killing after a short hesitation, until the corpses on the ground became sixty.
The panting old man was talking to the remaining seventeen people, and the last sword cut the falling snow peak in half, and above the sky, a huge black hole appeared, plus the eighteen people of the old wine sat on the broken falling snow peak, happily heading towards the black hole......