The remnant sun was replaced by the dawn moon, and the dusk disappeared into silence. Many people think that night and dusk are the same thing, and night is a continuation of dusk.

However, the moon hangs high, the night covers the ground, it is desolate, and there is no special beauty brought by dusk, so the night is only miserable and mixed with the emotions of relatives, and there is no place to appreciate and dwell for sorrow.

Perhaps because of this, people choose to spend their sorrows at dusk rather than at night.

The matter of Ningfu came to an end, and under Zhao Mengxi's kind invitation and Lin Yetian's dead face, Lin Yetian got into the carriage back to Zhao's house, and the position he sat in was still the same as when he came.

On the bumpy carriage, Lin Yetian looked at the dusk outside the window and was a little sluggish.

"Eh, how do you know that there is something under the Ning Mansion?" Zhao Yuxi, who was beside him, looked at Lin Yetian who was in a daze, and quietly poked his squeaky nest.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-he Lin Yetian hurriedly stopped Zhao Yuxi's disrespectful behavior, patted her hands, and then sat down in a precarious manner, and said majestically:

"Because nothing can hide from me!"

"I don't want to say it. ”

Zhao Yuxi rolled her eyes, pulled away a certain distance, and pretended not to know him.

Lin Yetian saw that no one was paying attention to him, and his tone instantly softened, and he took the initiative to lean over and talk to Zhao Yuxi, and said harmlessly:

"Hey, hey, what's going on with that Ning Guchen?"

Zhao Yuxixi's expression darkened, and he spoke: "After Uncle Ning learned that he had done these things, he used his spiritual power and threw himself into prison. ”

I kill myself?

You must know that at Ning Guchen's age, after dissipating his spiritual power, he will be counterattacked, and his qi and blood are not as good as even seventy or eighty-year-old people.

If he is put into prison again, without spiritual support, he will definitely die, maybe this is his way of atonement...

Compared with Zhao Yuxi's slightly sad feelings, Lin Yetian didn't care, and continued: "Anyway, what happened ten years ago?

"It's a matter of the monument. It was Zhao Mengxi who answered.

Ten Thousand Monuments?

Lin Yetian's mind evoked a trace of memories.

Zhao Mengxi spoke slowly, and through Zhao Mengxi's narration, Lin Yetian slowly learned a story that happened a long time ago:

In the distant era of untraceability, in that barbaric era when emperors coexisted, it is said that in a small unknown ravine in the Continent of Human Spirits, there is an ancient mound.

The specific appearance of the mound has faded into history, but everyone who knows the mound has heard of its magic to a greater or lesser extent.

It is to be able to fulfill a wish in your heart.

In this mound, it can realize anything of your own, but there is only one condition, that is, it must take away the most precious things in your heart, and only the most precious things in your heart have value in the mound.

For example, an invincible treasure, or a priceless family affection, or something that is inconspicuous or worthless to others.

As long as it is the most precious thing to you, it can be traded in the mound.

For some people, the most precious thing is an invincible exercise, for someone, the most precious thing is someone around them, and for some people, the most precious thing is an ordinary but commemorative thing......

As long as you give, you will definitely reap the rewards.

Until one day, a man entered the mound and never came out again.

There are many theories about this person, some say that he is a teenager, some say that he is an old man, and some even say that he is a middle-aged aunt, which is difficult to know.

Importantly, after this mysterious person entered, I don't know at what point the hill turned into a bronze stone tablet the size of a mourning hall.

What's even more surprising is that the most important thing that the hill originally demanded in his heart has also been abolished, and now as long as someone makes a wish like this stone tablet, then the stone tablet will unconditionally fulfill their wishes.

This news spread ten, ten spread hundreds. More and more people are curious to come to this place to find out if this legend is true, and even every villager who passes by has to go in and make a wish or two.

Whether it is praying for good weather in the coming year, or praying for his lover who is sick in bed, or pleading for a great deal of gold and silver treasures, all of them are finally fulfilled by this stone tablet.

As more and more wishes were fulfilled for the stele, slowly, some people found that the stele seemed to grow up little by little.

From the stone monument the size of a mourning hall at the beginning, to the stone monument of a mansion university, in the end, the stone monument has reached the size of a towering ten thousand miles.

It was at this time that the mutation of the stele took place.

One night on a dark and stormy night, many people who had made wishes in front of the stone monument somehow disappeared.

Not only that, but countless substantial darkness appeared around the huge stone monument, and the incomparably black darkness slowly swallowed up the villages along the way like a tide, and no one saw the inhabitants inside again.

It is said that there is an invincible strong man who is conceited and his own strength, and single-handedly went to investigate this strange stone tablet, and this strong man is indeed strong enough to fight in the depths of darkness and turn the world upside down.

But it didn't take long for the villagers to be like those villagers again. According to the subordinates who were in charge of receiving him from a distance, it seemed that after the invincible strong man entered the depths of darkness, he caused a pair of terrifying huge bloody eyes to open, and the strong man was instantly swallowed by the darkness, like a weak and helpless baby.

After that, after a long, long time, until the battle in the Human Spirit Continent gradually fell into a low ebb, and finally countless Grandmasters and Ancestors began to face up to this huge stone tablet.

So, just ten years ago, the top elders of the Six Great Human Spirit Continents and countless powerhouses joined forces to launch an encirclement and suppression of this dark stone tablet. Because its stele has the greed of countless people, the coalition forces call it: Wannian Stele

The power of the Ten Thousand Monuments is beyond the imagination of countless people, in this battle, countless ancestors fell, countless strong people died in battle, even many weapons were bombed into two, and many spells and pills were consumed in this war.

The earth was turned upside down and rivers of blood flowed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and under the attack of countless bloody warriors, this stone monument that reached thousands of feet was finally destroyed!

The huge stone monument shattered into pieces of rubble, most of which were burned into ashes by the people of the coalition army with powerful flames, but still escaped from a few pieces of only a little bit of darkness that disappeared between heaven and earth......

"Over the years, there have been many strong people who have been looking for the traces of these tiles, either openly or secretly, and once they are found, they will be ruthlessly destroyed. ”

"It may be that Uncle Ning participated in that war as a free man back then, and his body was more or less contaminated with the breath of those tiles, so he was accidentally possessed by the tiles and controlled his soul..."

Zhao Mengxi finished telling the whole story and looked a little sad.

Lin Yetian tinkered with the worn-out backpack behind his back for a long time, then reached out and felt a piece of extremely black stone, and said silently:

"You mean that......"

Don't be scared suddenly!!

As soon as Zhao Yuxi, who was beside him, saw this thing, his expression changed greatly, the sea of clouds churned, and a powerful sword qi instantly erupted and enveloped it.

Lin Yetian was startled, waved his hand again and again, and hurriedly said, "Don't do it, don't do it, there's no darkness in it anymore." ”

Zhao Mengxi also whispered: "Yuxi, don't you still believe in Childe?"

"I believe he's a ghost!" Zhao Yuxi took a deep breath and muttered, but the sea of clouds around him slowly fell silent.

Lin Yetian played with it in his hand for a while, and looked at it carefully, but he estimated that it should not be used as a brick move, and he felt a little bored, so he put it into the backpack behind him boringly.

"Ten Thousand Monuments?" Lin Yetian flashed some ancient memories in his mind, a little distracted.