Meng Tu saw Yuan Dingkun coming down the mountain, and after pondering for a while, he also went down the mountain, there was no way, there was an old man who didn't know the depth on the mountain, and there was no way to go up the mountain.

Meng Tu thought as he walked down.

"Mountains of blood, graves, corpse collectors?"

No matter how you look at it, this mountain of blood reveals mystery.

"Are they still alive?" At this moment, Meng Tu asked himself.

As the higher the cultivation level and the more knowledge, Meng Tu felt that these cultivators who were so powerful that they wanted to shake the blood contract laid by Li Xiantian were difficult to guarantee that these people would have a backhand.

Walking and walking, Meng Tu found that there was fog all around, this fog was very peculiar, the whole body was blue, like flames, constantly rising.

At this moment, Meng Tu glanced at it, as if he saw a dazzling golden light from a tomb next to him.

In a flash, Meng Tu knew that this was not an illusion, he believed in his eyesight, and he would never be wrong.

"Is there a treasure in this tomb?"

Meng Tu shook his head, he would not be like Yuan Dingkun, for the sake of treasures, to do things that give birth to a son without fart and eyes.

Digging a grave is a matter of retribution for cutting off children and grandchildren.

The blue fog grew larger and larger, and finally completely enveloped the mountain of blood.

"When. ”

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, like thunder.

Meng Tu's body trembled, startled by the sudden loud noise.

Suddenly, the wind picked up, and the wind whistled. This rumor, like a ghost crying, made Meng Tu feel frightened.

Moreover, Meng Tu also felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

Without warning, a yellow, flowing river appeared above Meng Tu's head.

The river swirled and flowed through the mountains of blood, pausing for a moment at each grave.

And just after the river flowed, the tomb suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, which lasted for a long time.

A terrifying scene appeared to Meng Tu, only to see a transparent shadow floating out of the grave next to him.

The shadow slowly solidified, and finally turned into a humanoid creature with its head bowed and its black hair hanging down.

Meng Tu's eyes widened, he felt difficult to breathe, and his heart seemed to be held by someone, and he lost his heartbeat.

Most frighteningly, the wandering humanoid slowly raised its head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

The scarlet eyes stared at Meng Tu tightly, and the face covered by black hair came into Meng Tu's eyes as he raised his head.

It was a young man, with a pale face and a straight nose, and he was unusually handsome.

The man looked at Meng Tu and grinned silently.

That smile is very crazy, with scarlet eyes, like a devil's smile.

Then, the man slowly rose into the air and entered the yellow river.

Meng Tu looked up and found that there were already tens of thousands of humanoid creatures on the river.

They all lowered their heads, and from Meng Tu's point of view, all the humanoids grinned silently.

"What is this, why is it so weird, why are they laughing?"

This scene is really terrifying.

The humanoid creatures that crawled out of the grave and finally floated into the river are all strange.

"Don't disturb the Heroic Spirit's breathing. Without warning, a voice sounded in Meng Tu's ears.

Meng Tu turned his head to look, only to see the old man who appeared earlier coming to Meng Tu's side.

When Meng Tu looked at him, the old man suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

Seeing that the old man was about to die, Meng Tu was very worried about whether the old man would pass away.

"Seniors. Meng Tu saluted respectfully.

"Ahem, I can't afford to be a senior, ahem, I'm just an old guy waiting to die. The old man coughed and shook his head.

Meng Tu didn't care, and asked suspiciously, "The senior said Heroic Spirit just now?"

"Well, Heroic Spirit. The battle you just had just disturbed the sleeping Heroic Spirits, and it was just a matter of waking them up and coming out to breathe. The old man said slowly, keeping his eyes on the humanoid creature in the river.

"Seniors, are they dead or alive?"

"Dead is not dead, alive is not alive, who can tell. The ambiguous answer made Meng Tu speechless.

This old guy is full of mystery.

"Dare to ask the seniors if they are corpse collectors?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I'm just a grave guard, and as for collecting the corpse, it's not my turn yet." ”

"Guarding the tomb, who are the people buried here, are they all in the Heavenly Desolate Realm?" Meng Tu saw that the old man seemed to be very talkative, so he threw out his doubts?

"What kind of place is this? The old man frowned, it was obvious that the old man did not know the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

"As for the burials, they are just poor people. ”

Meng Tu found that he was really tired of chatting with this old man, and he was in a fog, and he didn't want to tell the truth.

Without further ado, Meng Tu continued to look up at the heroic spirits in the river above.

These heroic spirits, after entering the river, seemed to be breathing, and their chests rose and fell.

Meng Tu had reason to believe that these heroic spirits must be living in this world in another way.

Maybe they're waiting for something, maybe that's what they've set up.

Meng Tu and the old man just stood there, looking up at the heroic spirit who was breathing.

And the three Yuan Dingkun below are the same.

It's just that Yuan Dingkun felt his scalp tingle at this time, and his hands and feet were cold.

Because he saw with his own eyes that a heroic spirit had floated out of the grave he had dug in the first place.

That Ying Ling looked at Yuan Dingkun and smiled silently, and the smile made Yuan Dingkun's scalp tingle.

Originally, I wanted to dig other people's graves, but I didn't expect people to crawl out of the graves by themselves, how could they not make Yuan Dingkun feel frightened, and his hands and feet were cold.

He was scared, he was afraid that the Heroic Spirit would settle accounts with him, after all, he was going to dig someone's grave.

And instead of settling accounts with him, as he thought, the Heroic Spirit entered the river above.

In the Blood Mountain, a river meanders and circles, and a humanoid creature enters the river.

When all the grave spirits had entered the river, they suddenly knelt down in unison in the direction of the top of the mountain, as if they were worshipping.

And at this time, a beautiful woman with a peerless elegance slowly rose on the top of the mountain.

The woman was dressed in purple, with a bumpy figure, three thousand green silk coiled, and a phoenix crown on her head.

The woman's eyes were closed, and her face was expressionless, adding a bit of nobility.

The woman rose into the yellow river, stretched her jade arms, and when she stretched out her arms, it seemed to embrace the entire sky.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, and unlike the other heroic spirits, the woman's eyes were purple, mysterious and profound.

"Moan"

A gentle chant came out of the woman's mouth, and the space suddenly rippled.

The other heroic spirits roared in unison as the woman groaned.

At the time of climbing, the entire blood mountain began to tremble, and the originally blood-colored mountain began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a mountain that emitted purple light.

Purple light rose into the sky like a pillar of light, enveloping the heroic spirits.

The original scarlet eyes of these heroic spirits began to fade, and they turned into purple eyes, just like the women on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the woman's hands pressed down, and the originally roaring heroic spirits shut up in unison, and the entire blood mountain was extremely quiet, and the needle was smelled on the ground.

Meng Tu held his breath tightly, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"Here we go. ”

The grave keeper said in an inaudible voice.

As soon as the words fell, the woman suddenly stretched out her white jade hand and waved it towards all the heroic spirits under her.

I saw a golden puppet emerge, heading straight for the heroic spirit below him.

These heroes stretched out their hands and closed their eyes in unison, welcoming the baptism of golden horses.

Like ripples, the golden flame swept over each of the Heroic Spirits, making their originally pale faces rosy.

Moreover, the eyebrows of these heroic spirits suddenly formed a circular mark.

The mark was intricately complex, slowly circling in the brows of these heroic spirits.

When the golden horses all swept over each of the Heroic Spirits, the eyes of these Heroic Spirits, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and then bowed to the woman above the mountaintop, and their faces were fanatical.

"What's going on?" Meng Tu cast a puzzled look at the old man.

As if knowing Meng Tu's doubts, the old man explained: "These people, originally existed between yin and yang, did not belong to the living, nor to the dead, in between, that woman used her great magical powers to allow these heroic spirits to exist in the world of the living, and one day, after these heroic spirits were baptized inside and out, including the soul, they will be resurrected." ”

"Resurrection!" Meng Tu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He was sure that he had heard correctly, and the explanation he got from the old man was resurrection.

"Senpai means these people will come back to life?"

"Well, it may not be accurate to come back to life, but to be precise, to start the second life. ”

"Second life?" is an unfamiliar but not difficult to understand word.

When the monk's time comes, he uses means to live out the second life, similar to Li Xiantian's reincarnation.

It's just that Li Xiantian is even stronger, Li Xiantian retains a complete memory of reincarnation, and this reincarnation may be in various worlds.

Unlike these heroic spirits, the second life of these heroes may no longer be the people they were in life, or they have become another person.

Maybe it's a bit of a tongue twister, frankly speaking, it is that the people who have died have come back to life and have no memories of their lives.

Maybe one day, this memory will wake up, maybe it will never wake up.

This is the second life, unlike Li Xiantian, who will have a fixed awakening memory in a certain period of time.

For example, in the first reincarnation, Li Xiantian woke up his memory when he was a teenager.

"What is the state of that woman, senior?" Suddenly, Meng Tu looked at these women who were worshipping the Heroic Spirits and asked.

"The woman ......," the old man said after a moment of silence, as he seemed unsure.

"You can understand it as a corpse, and it is a corpse with living memories. ”

That is, the woman had already died once, but for unknown reasons, the body had undergone some kind of change. Meng Tu tentatively stated his opinion.

That can also be understood in this way. The old man thought for a moment and nodded.

I understand, it turns out that these heroic spirits are waiting for the opening of the second life, and that woman should be the leader of this group of people to help these heroic spirits open the second life.

Meng Tu also had a doubt, that is, whether these people died to break through Li Xiantian's forbidden way.

Immediately, Meng Tu asked his doubts, but what he didn't expect was that the old man suddenly stared at Meng Tu when he heard his question.

The gaze is like a knife, deep into the bottom of the heart.

"Who the hell are you? ”

Meng Tu was taken aback by the old man's gaze, then took out the last reincarnation fruit, then handed it to the old man and said, "Can the seniors know this thing?"