"Although Mr. and Bang Feng are one and the same, there is no need to be uneasy about his guilt. Yuki comforted him.

Fang Duruo shook his head to say more, and turned into a sycamore wooden staff in his hand. Motioned for Yuki to come over.

"Let's get started. Fondujo closed his eyes and raised the wooden staff, channeling the black dead qi from Yuki's eyes onto the wooden staff. As the dead air gradually withdrew, Yuki felt that his vision was getting clearer and clearer. In the end, the wooden staff, which received half of the power of the Eye of the Dead, was thrown by Fang Duruo and vaporized into nothing in mid-air.

"Thank you, sir. Yuki, who had regained his sight, bowed to Fang Duruo.

Fang Duruo nodded: "You are a person from Yunfu, you don't need to make such a big salute to a mountain god." ”

Yuki was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Does Mr. also know about Yunfu?"

Fang Duruo said: "The gods on the Nine Heavenly Que, the talent primordial gods, kind and pure, can make the ten thousand year divine beasts bow down, and time is deterred. Now the only pure land in the world of strife. but overturned overnight thirteen years ago"

Hearing Fang Duruo's accurate description, Youshu was even more suspicious in his heart: "I don't know where Mr. learned about Yunfu?"

"Thirteen years ago, when I was still living in Bang Feng's body. A man said at the foot of the hill of rest. ”

In retrospect, the man's eloquence was really good, and he described the place called Yunfu as if it was intolerable beauty in the world. The audience's Bang Feng is also really bored and likes to listen to all kinds of strange stories. So hiding in the shadow of the tree, listening to the man talking to himself, he was still interested.

While the man was talking to himself, his hands remained flat and motionless. In his hand, Fang Duruo redrew the wooden staff that had been blue. Bang Feng just closed his eyes and listened to the book, but he was hiding in his heart, but he was curious about the origin of the mysterious young man who had a demonic spirit floating around him.

The people around him seemed to be his subordinates, and they didn't dare to ask about his strange behavior, but quietly accompanied the leader to bask in the sun.

The man had held his position for three quarters of an hour, and a flaming figure slowly descended from the feather-like speed into the arms of the demonic boy.

The young man's body seemed to be fire, and he stretched out his hand to suck the heavenly fire from the person in his arms.

When Yuki heard this, he knew that the reason for the man's burning was caused by the heat generated by the friction between his body and the air during the rapid fall. This is also one of the reasons why the people of Yunfu cannot easily go to the lower realm.

He and Kaoru were able to be safe and sound at that time, entirely because Kaoru's Genshin was a rare seraphim, who could freely control the speed of descent in the air.

For the Yunfu people who do not have birds and other primordial gods, if they want to go to the lower realm, they are generally in free fall, which is undoubtedly self-defeating.

However, this happened in the year of the extermination, and there should be some unknown connection.

The man's purpose seemed to be for the seriously injured and unconscious girl in his arms, and he continued to babble some strange things and strode away.

Who is this man?

Who is that girl?

Was she pushed down, or did she escape to the Nether with the Foreknowledge of Yunfu's death?

What does the fall of these two people have to do with Yunfu?

Seeing that Yuki was deep in thought, Fang Du Ruo said, "That person seems to be from the direction of the Wu Kingdom. You can go into this country to inquire. ”

"Thank you, sir, for the point. Fang Duruo nodded, and three clear solid crystals turned into his hand and handed them into the hands of this stranger.

"You don't have someone to care about buried here, and it's going to be difficult to get out. Now I lend you these beads of tears, and you will go out in peace. "He has to wait for Bang Feng to come back, now that he has woken up, there are some things he always has to face.

Yuki accepted these three tears of departing, thanked them, said goodbye, and left.

At the bottom of the mountain, the three tears of the departed man turned into liquid and flew into the depths of the mountain of rest.

Yuki looked at the departing three rays of light and said, "It seems that the things in this place can't be taken away." ”

His eyes had healed, and now he should enter the Afternoon Kingdom. But before that......

Youshu Luck Yuanshen Tree, borrowing the spiritual energy of the leylines of the Sanxi Mountain, the Yuanshen Tree grew rapidly until it disappeared into the sky. He knotted his hands and used the spell of Ye Zangzhi to grasp the branch, and then stepped back to Yunfu.

Huang Quan, who was hiding in it, seemed to know his purpose, and was not surprised by his sudden behavior.

According to the recollections of the mountain god, Mt. Sabbath should correspond to the border location of the Yunfu Castle in the same way as the mountains of Shikoku.

As the kingdom of heaven that people in the next world dream of, there is an intoxicating crimson color glow in the sky above Yunfu City.

Yuki walked through the mist, stopping and stopping among the corpses of his people.

"What are you looking for?" Huang Quan couldn't help but ask.

"I'm looking for something missing here, maybe I can get some clues from the past. Yuki replied. At the beginning, they were in too much hurry to spend time looking for clues about the extermination.

Yuki stopped and corresponded the current scene with his memory, and came to the conclusion, "But nothing seems to have been lost here." ”

Those people seem to have come here only to slaughter and make revenge.

"There are no coveted riches in this place, or secret arts that can improve your abilities?" asked Huang Quan.

Yuki shook his head. "The city lords of the past generations know that the human heart is that there will be no secret treasures left in the city. There is not even a pen and ink that records the wisdom of the ancestors, but it is passed down from generation to generation. ”

The only thing they have here that people can covet and plunder? So what is the purpose of those people? Is it hatred? and these Yunfu people who have not left their hometown in life, old age, sickness and death?

Huang Quan's words made Yushu suddenly brighten: "Maybe their purpose is the supreme spiritual power in you." ”

Spiritual power is a characteristic that only immortals have, and it corresponds to the so-called physical strength of mortals. It can control things in the invisible and strengthen the ability of the formation.

The two people he knew, Kaoru and Shaohua, were both used to bless the special formation enchantment. The difference is that Kaoru was directly killed by a group of people who didn't understand spells, and if it weren't for Kaoru's noble bloodline, this dead corpse would not be able to bless the formation at all. Shaohua, on the other hand, is a more clever way of circulating and consuming spirits little by little. Two formations, one in a small remote country, and the other in a different world outside the **Eight Desolations.

It seems that this "role" of the Yunfu people seems to be known to all countries.

In addition, if the Yunfu people hurt people, they would definitely be attacked several times. It is not difficult to capture such a Yunfu person, who can be said to be powerless.

Having spent ten years in the Nether, he still has some understanding of human thoughts.

"You are saying that my people have become the target of several forces. He was killed for fear of being used by hostile people?"