Chapter 120 – It's all about storytelling
Saying that the sword was too weak, what happened after he was captured by Yan'er, let's see.
There is a group of demons under the land of the Sword Domain, and this rumor is known to the entire Sword Domain, but not many people believe it. Because most people are extremely poor and have not encountered this group of rumored demons in their lifetime..... The reason for this is that the ghost clan deliberately hides it, and the second is because someone deliberately erases the traces of the ghost clan; in fact, the most important thing is that the sword domain is too big, even if they go forward for a lifetime, they can't finish the sword domain, maybe only the ghost knows where the ghost clan is.
The secluded and the underworld, the forest of eternity.
A place where the sun can never be seen, everything there is an alternation of gray and black, and the only bright color is the color of blood! I saw that in this secluded forest, a blood-colored palace towered into the sky, and this palace was the Ghost Emperor Palace, also known as "Yama".
At this time, the Yama Hall was already full of thousands of ghost clans, and the reason why they gathered here today was because they heard that the legendary ghost king had returned........ Since the last battle with the Feng family, the ghost emperor was killed by the wind namelessly, and the ghost king is nowhere to be found, and now when he hears the return of the ghost king, how can the ghost of the ghost clan not be excited.
There are even a very small number of ghost clans who have heard a rumor that the ghost emperor has been reborn and returned........ But no one believed this rumor, because the Ghost Emperor was killed by Feng Wuming, Feng Wuming! Sword Emperor Feng Wuming, no matter what era he was taken to, he was one of the strongest in the heavens!
In the depths of the Yama Palace, in an unknown place, I saw a blood-colored coffin shining abnormally, and if you look closely, it is the sword Taixu lying in this coffin. And there were four people standing around the coffin, one of them wrapped in a red long veil, outlining the most seductive posture, who else could it be if it wasn't the Nine Lives Cat Yan'er.....
As for the other three, one of them was an old woman, peculiarly with a tender green branch on her head, another with unkempt hair, with countless charms on her body, and a short wooden hand, an old man, and the last one a middle-aged man with eagle's beak and eagle eyes, and a huge black wing shining brightly behind his back.
I saw that the old woman with long shoots was chanting inexplicable words in her mouth, and her hands kept sprinkling blood on the coffin. As soon as he was stained with blood, the sleeping sword in the coffin began to struggle non-stop, as if he was in pain.
The other three looked at this picture and kept moving, looking extremely impatient. After a while, Yan'er couldn't help it, and couldn't help but speak: "I said resentful spring sorrow, can you do it, how do you feel that the more you get it, the more painful the king will be......"
"Are you too old, or are you mischanting?" said the hawk-eyed man.
After hearing this, Yan Chunchou stopped moving in her hand, she didn't pay attention to the eagle-eyed hawk-beaked person, but turned to Yan'er and said, "Ahem, cough..... Girl, I'm afraid I'll have to think of something else. ”
"What's the matter? Can't the power of the bloodline of the four ghost kings of my sect be brought back?It's a pity that there is no imperial vein......" The old man, who had not spoken, said in a deep voice.
"Hey...... Even if there is an imperial vein, it can't be called back. Resentful Chunchou sighed even more when he heard it.
This sigh Yan'er was even more irritated when she heard it, so she hurriedly spoke: "I said that you should stop playing dumb riddles when you are old, tell me quickly, what is wrong." ”
"Girl, it's not that he can't be called, it's that he doesn't want to come back. Resentful Chun Sorrow sighed again.
"Why do you say that? Could it be that he didn't accept the memory?" Yan'er wondered.
At this time, the old man on the side spoke: "Nine Lives Cat, do you think the person in the coffin is really the Ghost Emperor?"
"Nonsense! how could this girl admit her mistake!" Yan'er replied with a glare.
"Girl, isn't Old Man Ling questioning you....... He's asking, if a person forgets that he was a new person in the past, is that person really still the same person?"
"Ouch!!The more you talk about it, the more I don't understand! Why isn't that person! Could it be that if I forgot my memory, it won't be me??, what are you going to say?" Yan'er read with a few strokes of her hair.
"I understand," ...... the eagle-eyed man suddenly said.
"Hmph! How is it possible, this girl is a hundred times smarter than you stinky withered eagle! I don't understand, how can you understand!" Yan'er didn't believe that she was just a fool, and snorted and stared at the withered eagle, meaning that if you can't tell the reason, you will be miserable.
The withered eagle was stared at by Yan'er like this, and the wings behind him couldn't help but shake a few times, as if he was a little afraid of Yan'er....... So he sorted out his thoughts and said, "Princess Yan'er, of course I didn't understand such a profound truth........ I only understood because I met a young man in white a few years ago, and he talked to me a lot of things, many of which were similar to what Grievance Chunchou and Ling Lao had just said. ”
"Oh, what did that young man in white say?" said Yan'er.
"You know, because the wind is nameless, the four of us can't show up, so we agreed with each other to hide our identities and wander the world........" Withered Eagle began to talk slowly, and his tone was quite nostalgic for this hidden time.
Before the withered eagle could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yan'er: "Let's talk about the point!"
I remember that day I was so bored, so I wanted to find a remote place to have some fun, so I went to a very marginal planet, where I sealed my power and turned into a general to fight in the battlefield....... So I met the young man in white, who was bowing his head by a river, as if he was thinking about something, so I went up and asked. At this point, the Withered Eagle suddenly found a place to sit down, for it was a long story.
Seeing this, Yan'er directly turned the red silk into a bed and lay down....... The two old men on the side couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw this.
Then the withered eagle slowly began to speak......
On that day, by the river, the withered eagle saw that the young man was like a fairy in the sky, so he thought carefully, thinking that this trip was not in vain, and he actually met such a good seedling...... So he stepped forward and asked, "Young man, I saw that you were thinking by the river in the morning, and now that the sun has set and you are still there, what troubles do you have?" Why don't you say it, maybe I can help you solve it?"
The white-clothed young man looked back at the withered eagle, and then said, "I'm wondering why I exist, what formed me?"
Hearing this question, the withered eagle couldn't help laughing, because why the human race existed and their ghost race was well documented...... So the withered eagle crackled and talked a lot, almost telling the history of the entire human race.
Hearing this, Yan'er, who listened to the story, said: "I said withered eagle, it will take a few months for the history of this human race to be finished......... Are you sure?"
Hearing this, the withered eagle couldn't help but smirk and said, "Ha, I didn't think about it at the beginning, I thought that young man was a mortal....... Now that I think about it, if I had found out earlier that the boy was not a mortal, so many things would not have happened. ”