Chapter 341: A Monument
Their worries were actually not unreasonable, because a hundred years ago, the Demon Clan of Rising Sun Island had launched a race war that affected half of the Great Yan.
Although it failed in the end, it can be regarded as an inseparable bond with the human race.
Fang He naturally knew about these things, and the reason why he had to give this order was actually to acquiesce to the monks on the Terran side to invade and occupy Rising Sun Island.
This was not only to avenge their original battle, but also to take revenge on them for calculating their own and Southern Liyue.
The next development was indeed as Fang He expected, as the Terrans who traveled back and forth to the Endless Sea cultivated more and more, the hatred that had been once couldn't help but explode in an all-round way, but the Demon Clan of Rising Sun Island no longer had a decent leader and the combat power of the group, and in the end it could only become a habitat for the Terrans.
Although the rest of the demon clan were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't dare to think about revenge or anything, because this kind of thing was obviously agreed by the Harrier Eagle in their mouth.
If it weren't for that, the demon lord alone would be able to guarantee that the Rising Sun Island would not fall, and the demon clan of the Rising Sun Island would not be wiped out.
Although this kind of thing is a great loss for the demon race, it is a great blessing for the human race, and the extinction of the demon clan on Rising Sun Island is enough to comfort the heroic spirits of those who died in the war launched by the demon clan on Rising Sun Island.
For this reason, the Dayan Holy Land also held a three-month carnival, during which everyone was equal, and the guards who used to maintain order also took off their uniforms and joined the civilians.
However, Fang He set foot on the Origin Spirit Realm alone again at the beginning of this carnival.
The reason why she didn't bring Nan Liyue with her was because Nan Liyue wanted to prepare for the official restoration of the Spirit Sect, and in order to make Nan Liyue more smooth, the little wolf who wanted to go to the Origin Spirit Realm with Fang He was also forcibly stuffed by Fang He to Nan Liyue.
That being said, the little wolf's refusal was just a scene, and he preferred to stay by Nan Liyue's side rather than Fang He, because this fairy sister-in-law was really good to him, and in some cases even better than Fang He.
It is also beneficial to stay by Nan Liyue's side, and Nan Liyue's spiritual heart can cleanse its soul in a way that the Ethereal Spirit Ring does not have.
In addition to all of the above, in fact, there was another reason why Fang He left them all behind, and that was their last experience in the Origin Spirit Realm.
Last time, what Fang He heard and saw when he was alone was not the same as when he was walking alone, and many things were discovered when he was walking alone.
However, walking alone has the advantages of being alone, but it also has the disadvantages of being alone, such as loneliness.
For a long time, Fang He had become accustomed to Nan Liyue and the little wolf by his side, and it was still very unnatural to suddenly be separated like this.
However, he also knew that his path could only be walked by him, even if Nan Liyue's talent was still above him, even if Nan Liyue had strength that was not much inferior to him, he could only pursue those guidelines alone, and he could only solve the mystery by himself.
In the Origin Spirit Realm of this trip, Fang He's purpose was not only to guide the old man, but also to find clues about his parents.
The last time he came back from the Origin Spirit Realm, Fang He had talked to Shangguan Yun about it, and he had asked him to use Tongyou to help calculate it.
The result was almost exactly what he thought, that is, his parents were not dead, but lost in the original spirit realm.
However, whether it was the result of this calculation or Fang He's own guess and the actual situation, there was still some discrepancy between the last time, he had obviously seen his father, which showed that although he was lost, he had not lost the ability to think and act.
From this point of view, what really kept me from seeing my parents for so many years may be due to other reasons.
It was precisely because of this kind of thinking that Fang He didn't put his mind on the surrounding environment at all along the way, causing him to completely fail to notice that the environment he was in when he went deep into the Origin Spirit Realm this time was fundamentally different from what he had heard and seen last time.
Looking from behind Fang He, he couldn't see the way he came, as far as his eyes could see, it was all misty, and the air was full of the breath of the origin.
The origin here is not the origin of ordinary times, but the essence of the world, that is, particles that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye.
Fang He walked like this, walking for a long time, until he felt that he should reach the end of his impression, and then woke up from his contemplation.
When he saw his surroundings clearly, his heart was suddenly pleasantly surprised.
It turned out that directly in front of him, there was a monument standing on it, which was marked with a very ancient script—the Origin Spirit Realm! Eight Chinese Net
In other words, from here on, it can be regarded as the territory of the Origin Spirit Realm, and the walk in the Origin Spirit Realm that I thought before was just walking on the road to the true Origin Spirit Realm.
At this moment, Fang He's heart was also so excited that he stepped towards the back of the monument without even thinking about it.
Airplanes~
With a soft sound, Fang He's figure disappeared in front of the monument, not even half of his breath was left, and his vision also became extremely dim when he took that step, and Rao even had holy eyes and Dao pupils that could not see through it.
I don't know how long it took, a little light finally appeared in Fang He's eyes, as dazzling as the moon guiding the direction in the dark night, and it was still rushing towards his location at an incomprehensible speed.
Bite~
Just as Fang He's figure passed through the light that was still very weak a moment ago, but now it was extremely large, a sound of glass breaking clearly sounded in his ears.
Not surprisingly, Fang He at this time could be regarded as having reached the true Origin Spirit Realm.
At the same time, in addition to the sound of glass breaking, there was also an old voice in my ears.
"You... It's finally here. ”
The tone is flat, but it gives a sense of anxiety and amazement.
Fang He was not surprised by this sudden sound, because the owner of this voice was already familiar to him, it was the old man who gave advice and guidance in the tomb of the gods and ruins at the foot of Jinghong Mountain.
Although it is not known for the time being that the old man did all this, it once again proves his constant connection with Fang He.
The old man's matter, Fang He didn't think much about it, because it was useless to think about it, just like the instructions he had always received, whether it was Fang Ling, the old man, or others, as long as the time was up, all the mysteries would be solved.
Moreover, now he didn't have the heart to think about these things, although the old man came to such a seemingly welcoming but bitter word this time, he didn't choose to show up to meet Fang He.
Maybe there is something else important to do, or maybe the time has not yet come, as he said.
Thinking like this, Fang He was only slightly stunned and walked forward.
Unexpectedly, the true Origin Spirit Realm is not large, and it is similar to Donglin City, but the aura in it is thousands of times richer than that of Donglin City, and even richer than the sea of aura that I have seen several times.
As for why such a rich aura did not turn into the ocean, Fang He did not know for the time being.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.