Chapter Seventy-Two: Lang Xuan
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Seiya approached the Valley of the Dragon Burial with a team, and the silence was a little terrifying, and the rustle of the sand grains he stepped on was like a sharp blade, cutting Seiya's heart.
He was a little confused, and when the sand wind blew, even his body shook.
Yes, these brothers who followed him from birth to death, but he will give their lives to the devil with his own hands.
They were all good, knowing that this was the end of their lives, but none of them ran away, and none of them even complained and cried.
Their strength is terrible for their silence.
However, the more this happens, the more Seiya blames himself in his heart.
He told himself that it was for the sake of justice.
If you want most people to live well, a small number of people should die.
"General! Dragon Burial Valley has arrived. Riding Cloud interrupted Seiya's thoughts, causing the latter to shrug slightly.
The cavalry of a cavalry regiment rushed to the storm, jumped off the cavalry, got down on one knee, and did it in one go.
"Tell Seiya General, we've just spotted three strangers of unknown origin, who seem to know Commander Gavan, and who have with them the spirit beast you're looking for.
General Berg wanted to capture the spirit beast and sacrifice it to you, but he was killed, and the three of them fled into the Valley of the Dragon Burial. β
Seiya came back to his senses in an instant, and his tone was a little excited: "You said they brought spirit beasts?"
"It's true! It's the spirit animal you're looking for. β
Seiya waved his hand, signaling the sacrifice company to stand in place and walk alone towards the Dragon Burial Valley.
"I'll go with you, General..."
Seiya shook her head.
"But!"
"It's an order. Seiya's tone was categorical, and then softened a little: "You don't have to worry, the sacrifice is connected outside, Yuexuan doesn't dare to do anything to me, I need to make it clear to him."
Spirit beasts, whether they are alive or dead, are very useful to me, I need it, you just take care of the sacrifice company outside. β
Qiyun wanted to speak and stopped, and slowly knelt down with the figures in front of everyone, watching Seiya disappear into Longwang Valley.
Only they themselves know that their generals are more painful, brave and great than anyone else.
.........
The soothing sound of the piano was like gurgling water, and Xin Wu was like under a spell, so he calmed down and listened to Lang Xuan quietly.
The beating notes are sometimes long, sometimes agitated, sometimes lingering, sometimes singing long.
Like a river, crossing dangerous terrain, wading through high mountains, flowing through plains...
Lang Xuan did not indulge in the nostalgia of the past, but went straight to the point: "The resentful spirit has been suppressed by me for a hundred years, and the resentment and anger have been gradually worn out by listening to my piano music every day.
However, ten years ago, a group of people came to the desert and slaughtered a large number of fierce beasts.
Blood was re-stained here, and the breath of killing had once again awakened the sleeping wraith.
The fighting intensified, and the pile of bones outside the Dragon Burial Valley was longer than the weeds.
What's even more unbelievable is that it seems that someone deliberately awakens the resentful spirit, always throwing the blood of the corpse of the beast bone around, stimulating the restless heart of the resentful spirit.
Over time, the spirit of resentment continues to awaken, and the power of hatred grows by leaps and bounds.
They actually gathered as a whole, had their own consciousness, and named Yuexuan.
I've been guarding this place for a hundred years, and my power is getting weaker.
Every night, I often can't do it. β
Xin Wu suddenly realized, and suddenly understood the reason why Ke Ke Xili wanted him to enter here before the night, once he entered the night, there would be ghosts in the way, and the ghosts would be embarrassed.
"Your name is Lang Xuan, his name is Yue Xuan, is there a connection between you?"
Xin Wu asked tentatively, and he could always find some clues from the available information.
Lang Xuan nodded and acknowledged that Xin Wu's sensitivity made him appreciate it very much.
"The enchantment of the Dragon Burial Valley is called the Essence Spirit Realm, and my body has turned into a quiet chamber, trapping Yuexuan in it.
But even so, Yue Xuan's strength became stronger and stronger under the stimulation of blood and killing intent outside.
I have been waiting here for a hundred years, and my strength is constantly declining, and the power of Yue Xuan is infiltrating outward little by little, affecting the minds of everyone who strayed into the Dragon Burial Valley.
There is a snow plum lamp in the meditation room, which is the embodiment of my heart and the source of the strength of the meditation room.
Everyone who came to the Dragon Burial Valley was used as a tool by Yue Xuan, and he did everything possible to lure others into the quiet court room in an attempt to extinguish the Xuemei lantern. β
Countless pure white snowflakes fell around Lang Xuan, falling on his body, cold, cool.
Xin Wu's chaotic threads gradually became a whole, and he had eyebrows.
Yue Xuan instructed his subordinates to psychedelize themselves, capture Ghost Wu Ji, and threaten to enter the quiet court room, extinguish the snow plum lantern for him, and break the barrier.
However, since he was deceived and betrayed by Yano three years ago, his caution and carefulness have made him very alert, and no one can deceive himself without a trace.
"Even if you don't tell me this, I know it's a hoax to get me into the Chamber. Xin Wu sneered uninhibitedly, what a humiliating thing it was to be deceived by a dead man.
"How do you know?" Lang Xuan brushed away the flying snowflakes that blocked his vision, he wanted to really see the young man in front of him.
"More is the way. Xin Wu smiled confidently, started another topic, and talked eloquently: "You are afraid that someone will come to the Jingting Room and release Yuexuan, which will make a big mistake, so you have set up four checkpoints on the way from the Dragon Burial Valley to the Jingting Room.
Belly pocket kids, volcanoes, running men and self-blocking, and the fourth level is simply a dead level that can't be broken through. β
"Dunhuang in the past was as smart as you. Lang Xuan showed a rare gentle smile, at this moment, like a spring breeze blowing on his cheeks, blooming in a hundred flowers, the beauty is intoxicating.
"But I set four tests for a twofold reason.
Most people can't break through the first three tests, but there is still no shortage of good people who come here.
Unfortunately, they were all deceived by the illusion and vowed to go to the Silent Chamber to save their companions, even at the cost of death.
They have worked hard to pass the first three tests, they are all confident, and they don't want to give up halfway.
But as you said, one can defeat someone who is stronger than oneself, but one cannot defeat oneself who is stronger.
Because that's your future, and you're still in the present.
A person who is too obsessed with purpose does not have the mood and time to narrate this for me, and they will not listen to it, and this is naturally their end.
You are the only exception.
Xinwu, you are excellent, unbelievably outstanding.
Not only is Yue Xuan waiting for someone to save him, but I'm also waiting for someone to seal Yue Xuan.
I'm looking for someone who is brave, smart, confident, not confused by illusions, and who can see the situation clearly.
Those who pass the first three tests are brave, intelligent, and confident, but only a tool.
Only those who have passed the fourth test are trustworthy partners.
If you know how to advance and retreat, you will not be reckless or afraid. β
"Although you are handsome, we don't know each other. Xin Wu waved his hand again and again, he didn't have that sense of justice, and he wouldn't be someone else's thug for free.
"There are a lot of treasures in the Dragon Burial Valley, and there are mountains of martial arts and weapons, after all, there were once 100,000 dragon people buried here, and I have a comprehension of the sword demon. "Lang Xuan is good at persuasion, what kind of people to say, the interests of reality are far more tempting than the truth.
Since everyone understands people, things will be much simpler.
This may be Lang Xuan's territory, but he only has a remnant soul left, and he has to ask for himself, he will not kill himself, which is also his capital for negotiation.
Sword Demon's comprehension, Xin Wu's eyebrows were hot, and he licked his dry lips.
"If you seal Yuexuan, you can choose anything, and it is useless for me to ask for these worldly things. Lang Xuan bit any two words very hard.
"What can I do for you?" Xin Wu couldn't refuse the temptation, but he still knocked on the side: "But it's better for me to taste the sweetness first." β
This little ghost doesn't say what you want me to do, but what I can do for you.
Once again, unintentionally identifying oneself and relationship with me.
Too shrewd, but good.
There are some things that people with bad brains can't do.
Lang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, his silver eyes looked at the dim passage in front of him, and said lightly: "Come out, Qingni." β
A figure slowly walked in front of Xin Wu's eyes.
A wide black robe wrapped around his thin body, and a hat covered his face.
He glanced up at Xin Wu and walked to a quiet corner, clasped his hands on his knees, and buried his head deep between his legs.
The moment they looked at each other, Xin Wu saw his short ear-length hair, dark green eyes, a pair of black beaded earrings hanging from his ears, and the most bizarre thing was that a black flame burned in the center of his eyebrows, a few wisps of grievances, and several skeletons floating behind him, like his guards.
As the snow fell, he stretched out his thin palm and sighed softly.
"Yuexuan is a spirit formed by the gathering of resentment, and there is no physical body.
The soul and the body complement each other, and without one of the two, it is impossible to exert its strength, and Yuexuan has been looking for a body that suits him to achieve true rebirth. β
Lang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's like once being as strong as me, because now the remnant soul can't do anything, so I can only ask you for help." β
"Are you going to let the mud in your mouth become Yuexuan's body?" Xin Wu stared at the young man in the dark, sad, helpless, and withdrawn, how much like his former self.
"It is difficult for a mere spirit to destroy it by ordinary means.
But as long as the soul is fused with the body, Yue Xuan will become a real person, although he will be stronger, but it will be easier to kill.
The moment the soul and body are completely fused, a wonderful connection reaction occurs, and the person concerned is temporarily in a state of suspended animation for a few seconds.
The empty cicada in your hand has the holy power of purification, take this opportunity to make Yuexuan disappear forever. β
Xin Wu suddenly remembered that not long ago, when the empty cicada was unsheathed, the ghosts and ghosts retreated in horror.
He knew that this sword was not an ordinary thing, but he didn't expect it to be the nemesis of these evil spirits.
No wonder along the way, he didn't encounter an attack from evil spirits.
"You are the only one who let me pass this fourth test, and this sword should account for a big reason. β
Xin Wu gently rotated the empty cicada in his hand, and the sharp light kept changing around him.
Qingni curled up, his mouth letting out a frightened scream, and the ghosts and skeletons perched behind him turned into clouds of black mist, scrambling to burrow into the cracks.
Lang Xuan nodded and admitted, he looked at Qing Ni and let out a slight snort: "Qing Ni is naturally dumb, yin is prosperous and yang is weak, and he is weak and sickly, and he is easy to provoke ghosts and evil spirits.
His parents disliked him and threw him into the Dragon Burial Valley, but he was saved by me.
But being in such a dark place for a long time will sooner or later wear out your sanity.
His body and mind have long been polluted by the evil spirits of the Dragon Burial Valley, but his nature is pure, so I named him Qingni.
Relying on me to play the piano and chant for him every day, he lived carefully.
A few months ago, he suddenly burst into tears and wrote in front of my eyes: Lord Langxuan, I have lived very hard, but the pain has not been alleviated in the slightest, and I want to leave this world.
Can you sacrifice me to that evil spirit and slay it with me?
I'm clumsy, it's the only thing I can think of doing for you.
I'm dirty, and that's the only way I can thank you for giving me the word "Qing". β
"Are you sure Yue Xuan will use his body?" Xin Wu shook his head sadly.
Everyone's understanding of life and death is different, and for Qingni, death is a kind of redemption and joy.
Lang Xuan's remnant soul turned into a wisp of green smoke and burrowed into Xin Wu's mind, and he calmed Xin Wu's uneasy vigilance: "The seal has been completely eradicated, and I have no reason to continue to wait here.
A wisp of remnant soul can't fight a whole soul at all, and I don't mean to hurt you.
Just to guide your actions, it can increase the hope of eradicating Yuexuan.
Qingmu is full of resentment, and Yue Xuan will definitely like it. β
"Yue Xuan will definitely like me. Simbura lowered the neckline of her robe, revealing a delicate golden dragon pattern.
Because he'll treat me like a Draconian!
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