Chapter 4: Worship the Dead as Teachers
A month ago.
"Tick, tick..."
The sound of tiny drops of water breaks the silence, and in this quiet environment, it is so clear.
No, it's not the sound of drops of water, but the sound of drops of blood-red blood dripping.
The ground was shrouded in a thick blood-red fog, invisible for ten paces, as if an unimaginable catastrophe had occurred here.
On the ground were pools of blood of various sizes, like this, which had no boundaries and stretched all the way to the edge of the sky.
Occasionally, one or two blood-stained bones could be seen in the pool of blood.
"Gollum, Gollum."
A string of bubbles bubbled out of one of the pools of blood, and a circle of water rippled in the pool, as if something was going to come out of the pool.
A crimson object slowly rose in the center of the pool of blood, revealing a small horn, covered in blood, and it was impossible to see what it was.
After a cup of tea, the thing in the center of the blood pool could already be seen in a general appearance, and the blood stains were flowing from top to bottom.
This, this is actually a corpse.
The bones seemed to be wrapped in a mysterious force, and this mysterious power made the bones slowly rise above the pool of blood like waves of water.
A heart slowly formed on the sternum of the bones, the meridians, the blood veins stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the skull, limbs······
A teenager, naked, floating above a pool of blood.
There is still a trace of blood on the muscles of the strong and fair, and if you look closely, there is a black and white breath on the muscles.
"Give you life, give you a new life, and you will be willing to worship me as a teacher."
An old and quivering soul echoed across the empty land.
The boy slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of purple nebula-like eyes seemed to have a trace of black and white aura wandering, but it was only for a moment, and it was back to normal.
Danfeng eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, water chestnuts and horns, and a little childish face already has a bit of heroism, and three thousand green silks hang down on their shoulders.
The young man looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a figure standing on a boulder not far away, no, to be precise, it was a figure floating on the boulder, without feet, as if it was held up by a mysterious force.
This figure was wrapped in a white robe, and his face could not be seen clearly, and it looked very ghostly and mysterious, and he could only judge from the old voice he made that it was an old man.
"You... Who are you? The boy struggled to spit out a few words.
"Call me a teacher if you want." The mysterious white-robed old man said.
"Who am I?" The young man looked at the old man in front of him and asked.
"Ah!!h A memory rushed into his mind frantically, and the boy held his head, but he couldn't hold back the sharp pain and cried out, and it took a moment to recover.
"My name is Chaoji?" The boy said to himself.
"Babble, babble."
Suddenly, there was a sound, and a white ball "swished" onto Asahi's shoulder.
This is a white spherical little guy, the little guy has big round eyes, the whole body is furry, very cute, just in the memory of Chao Ci, Chao Ci has never seen such a creature, Chao Ci can't say his wonderful feeling at the moment, as if he can communicate with this little guy.
With a "whoosh", the little guy circled around the word several times, so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, and then crashed headlong into his body and disappeared.
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Dome Immortal Palace, picturesque, green tree pavilion.
There was a world of difference between this place and the blood-stained land just now.
"This time multiple time and space are staggered and overlapped, and my immortal cultivation realm is also affected by this time, with such a large range of multiple space overlapping, something may happen to this dome, right?"
The woman with long hair scattered over her shoulders and fluttering clothes that could only be seen on her back said.
"Palace master, don't worry too much, this may just be the natural movement of the celestial bodies!" A gray-haired elder behind the woman said resignedly.
"But I still have too much uneasiness in my heart, and it has been many years, and this uneasiness has not appeared." The man known as the palace master said.
Did the palace master suddenly remember something, and then said: "The beloved disciple Bai Di seems to have encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation, so it's just right to arrange for her to go out and practice for a while." ”
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"Dead vines and old trees, dim, is this still what I remember my home looks like?" A girl in a green shirt with a pair of green wings on her back knelt on a dark ground and said.
"Zhiqiu, don't complain, come and take a look, he's dying."
The girl turned her head, her green hair hanging down gently, her immature face was already a bit of a country, and her turquoise pupils emitted a hint of green light.
The girl ran over, and gently placed a hand on the dying clansman's body, and a green breath of life fluctuated between her fingers.
"Ahem..." A weak cough sounded.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The girl's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, but when he raised his head and saw that the ground was full of dying clansmen, a sense of powerlessness instantly swept through his body, and this was already the 109 clansmen she had treated.
"Grandpa, this, when is this the head?" The girl's speech became a little weak at this time.
"This... It may only be the holy relic in the clan, but..." Grandpa said, it seems that he has too many concerns.
"Grandpa, what is that holy relic? Can you save millions of my elven comrades? Zhiqiu said, looking very puzzled, if there can be such a holy relic in the clan, why didn't he take it out earlier?
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"Ahh
Chao Ci lowered his head, only to see that he was floating above the blood pool, and suddenly it seemed to be affected by gravity, and with a "bang", he fell heavily into the blood pool.
"I... I can't swim. Chao Ci wanted to struggle desperately, but the body that had just been reshaped had obviously not yet adapted to it, choking on a few mouthfuls of blood, and a burst of nausea made his stomach begin to tumble.
Chao Ci couldn't hold back his nausea, and he could only look at the mysterious white-robed old man on the boulder for help.
I saw that the white robe moved slightly, and I couldn't see its expression clearly, and then I only heard the mysterious old man in the white robe say: "If you worship me as a teacher now, I will save you."
"You... You... Didn't you take advantage of the fire to rob? Chao Ci choked a few more mouthfuls of blood, trying to adapt to this sentence.
The familiar phrase ringed in my head: "Child, no matter what, don't give up hope of living." ”
"There's not much time left for you, think about it." The mysterious white-robed old man seemed to gloat.
"I worship you as a teacher, you can at least save me first!" Chao Ci said.
But I was thinking about it in my heart: "That teacher who has such a trick, don't worry about it so much, wait until I go up, hehe, then let's talk about it, at most it's a trick and don't admit it." ”
"Boy, don't think I don't know what you're thinking? I want you to apprentice now, otherwise, you will fend for yourself. "The mysterious white-robed old man seems to be able to see through the thoughts of Chaoci, so he has to let Chaoci apprentice now.