Chapter 39: Requiem
A few years ago, Xiaobai's mother left Liulan Qingqiu Mountain for some reason and came to Anxi, thousands of miles away.
Although the clothes on the ground are broken, they are bright in color and have a special style, which is obviously not the style of the Ming Dynasty.
This should also be the clothing style of the Liulan people.
In this way, this Liulan man chased Xiaobai's mother here.
He couldn't deal with Xiaobai's mother for a while, so he kept following.
The nine-tailed fox gave birth to two cubs here, one of which was Xiaobai.
The Liulan people made a move against the nine-tailed fox, and in the end they were both defeated.
Xiaobai's mother and the cub of another nine-tailed fox both died, and only Xiaobai survived.
Jiang Feng guessed a lot, but he didn't know why Xiaobai's mother would leave Qingqiu Mountain.
After Xiaobai vented, he returned to his mother's corpse.
Simile hugged Xiaobai and cried.
He read in his mouth: "Xiaobai, my father was also killed, and I still have my mother and sister, and you are the only one left." ”
The more the simile cried, the more sad it became, and the louder it became.
At last he began to cry.
Jiang Feng appeased Ming Yu and Xiao Bai in the past.
Probably tired of crying, or maybe it was a long time since I rested, and one person and one fox snuggled together and fell asleep.
Jiang Feng gently touched Ming Yu's head, stood up, and checked the surrounding situation.
Around the scattered corpses, Jiang Feng found several objects scattered around.
A snow-white jade flute, and a purse-sized bag.
Jiang Feng picked up the jade flute and held it in his hand.
The jade flute is smooth and cold.
It doesn't seem to be an ordinary thing.
Jiang Feng picked up the bag on the ground again.
The word Qiankun is written on the bag.
This is the Qiankun bag, Jiang Feng has naturally heard of it.
A well-known storage spirit weapon in the world's martial arts world.
Although it is only the lowest Yellow Order Spirit Weapon.
But it's precious!
The Qiankun bag is not like other spiritual weapons, which need to drip blood to recognize the owner.
You only need to hold it in your hand and pour it in with the true element to open it.
Jiang Feng opened the Qiankun bag, which contained pills, money, and a lot of clothes.
One of the booklets caught Jiang Feng's attention.
Jiang Feng took out the booklet, only to see the words "Requiem" written on the booklet.
When I opened the booklet, there were a lot of sheet music.
The first one is called "Requiem", and according to the note above, this song calms the emotions of the demon beast.
The second part is called "Ecstasy", which can put monsters into a deep sleep.
The next one is called "Soul Control", which can directly control demon beasts through divine souls.
The following two articles are called "Soul Shock" and "Soul Refining", which can deter and constantly torture the soul of the demon beast and make it submit.
There are also "Soul Breaking" and "Soul Extermination" in the back, which can directly wipe out the soul of the demon beast, of which "Soul Extermination" is the most ruthless.
The last one is called "Soul Dementor", which claims to be able to control the demon beasts of the world.
It can control not only the soul of the demon beast, but also the soul of the human race.
After reading it, Jiang Feng fell into a long shock.
Isn't this the magic that Leng Wuji said could control the demon beast.
Jiang Feng took the jade flute, according to the experience of recognizing the Lord Han Xing.
He took out the cold star and cut his finger, dripped blood on the jade flute, and took out a special hemostatic ointment and applied it to his finger.
The blood on the jade flute is quickly absorbed.
Jiang Feng injected True Yuan into the jade flute, and the jade flute suddenly emitted light.
This is indeed a spiritual artifact.
I just don't know what level of spiritual weapon it is.
Put the Jade Flute, the Requiem, and the Qiankun Bag into the hilt of Cold Star.
Looking back, Simile was still asleep, and the nine-tailed fox was still snuggled in Sime's arms.
Looking around, Jiang Feng threw the broken clothes and corpse pieces on the ground into the dirt pit outside the cave.
Back in the cave, Jiang Feng condensed the true yuan on the palm of his hand and dug a pit in a spacious place in the cave.
After Jiang Feng finished digging, Ming Yu woke up.
"Young Master, what are you doing?"
Mingyu got up and walked to Jiang Feng's side with Xiaobai!
"Build a grave for Xiaobai's mother!"
Ming Yu hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to help Jiang Feng pull out the soil.
Finally, Jiang Feng looked at Xiaobai.
Xiao Bai probably understood what Jiang Feng meant, his eyes were confused, and his small body crawled on the ground softly.
Jiang Feng walked over, picked up the body of the nine-tailed fox, and put it into the dirt pit.
He also put in the corpse of the young fox.
Xiaobai has been watching silently.
Jiang Feng was about to bury the soil, when Xiaobai suddenly jumped into the dirt pit and lay motionless beside his mother.
There was a mournful groan from his mouth, which made people feel distressed.
It probably wished that even itself would be buried.
Mingyu jumped into the pit, picked up Xiaobai, and said: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, in the future, the young master and I will be your relatives, and we will take care of you and protect you." ”
As he spoke, the simile sobbed again.
Xiaobai seemed to feel the care of the simile, and his eyes lit up.
The simile carried Xiaobai out of the pit.
Jiang Feng mobilized Zhenyuan, rolled up the surrounding soil, and buried the corpses of two nine-tailed foxes, one large and one small.
Jiang Feng found a flat stone slab from outside the cave and erected it in front of the nine-tailed fox grave.
Both Simile and Xiaobai squatted quietly aside.
Jiang Feng condensed the true yuan on his fingers, and carved two nine-tailed foxes, one large and one small, on the stone slab.
Looking at the nine-tailed fox depicted on the stone slab, Xiao Bai's eyes were bright, and he jumped over, stretching out his little paws and gently stroking it.
After settling down, Jiang Feng left the cave with Ming Yu and Xiaobai.
Every time Xiaobai walked, he would look back at the cave until he couldn't see it.
Coming to the place where the roots were growing, Jiang Feng and Mingyu pulled it out.
The two of them left here and rushed towards the station of the Iron Blood Hall.
Walking back along the dense forest, there are many more footprints in the forest.
Among them, there are also traces similar to tiger paws.
There are no traces of battle around, how can human footprints be mixed with demon **?
Jiang Feng's heart was faintly uneasy.
Soon came to the edge of the dense forest, and through the gaps in the trees, Jiang Feng could clearly see a large number of Soul Breaking Hall martial artists surrounding the station of the Iron Blood Hall.
Jiang Feng was shocked in his heart! It was his own carelessness.
Thinking that after Yang Yi was injured, the forces of the Soul Breaking Hall would be frustrated and they would leave, but they didn't expect their reinforcements to arrive so soon.
There were nearly a hundred Soul Breaking Hall martial artists near the Iron Blood Hall's station, among which there were as many as five or six martial artists from the Qi Gathering Realm.
Among them, there was an old man in gray clothes, with a cultivation at the peak of qi gathering, and the people around him were a few feet away from him.
Not because his cultivation level is high, but because there are four black leopards squatting beside him.
These four black panthers are all third-order upper realm cultivators.
A martial artist who gathers qi in the upper realm and four demon beasts in the third-order upper realm are all powerful combat forces wherever they are placed.
This old man in black is one of the protectors of the Soul Breaker Hall.
The person who can become a Dharma protector in the Soul Breaking Hall must at least be a cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm.
This person can become a Dharma protector by virtue of his ability to control demon beasts.
Jiang Feng's expression became solemn.