Shi Huaiyu knew that Master Yan was blackmailing him, and said that the only elixir to cure Zhuo Yaxuan was in his hands, but now Shi Huaiyu couldn't confirm whether Master Yan had picked back the thousand-year-old snow lotus from the Holy Land?

Whether Yan Shi was coaxing Shi Huaiyu, or whether there was really such a thing, Shi Huaiyu did not know.

Now he wants the old Taoist priest to go to the holy land more and more, even if the old Taoist priest is unwilling to go, others can go to it, Shi Huaiyu now only hates himself for not having the ability to doppelganger.

So, Shi Huaiyu stepped forward, stopped the figure of the old Taoist, and hurriedly explained: "Old man, I only know now that the thousand-year-old snow lotus can save Zhuo Yaxuan's life. ”

"However, this trip to the Holy Land is not only to pick thousand-year-old snow lotus, but also one major thing, I want the old gentleman to solve my problems and help."

The old Taoist priest didn't know what else would happen when he went to the Holy Land besides picking the thousand-year-old snow lotus.

Shi Huaiyu knew that the old Taoist priest in front of him was worthy of his trust, so he told his plan and discernment.

He carefully explained how he earned those people from the demon clan and lured them into the trap step by step, and how he set up the trap to let them fall into the legal net, so as to gradually crack down on the forces and henchmen of Hua Qiang and others.

Shi Huaiyu particularly emphasized that he did this because he also had a thought, that is, to be able to avenge the dead Tang Xinyi, and let the murderers involved in this matter know that if he offended the people of the Protoss and harmed the Protoss people, no matter how powerful they were, even if they ran to the ends of the earth, he would find them out one by one and bring them to justice.

Shi Huaiyu swore to explain, the old Taoist priest's face that was still full of anger just now gradually eased, after listening to Shi Huaiyu's words, he looked at Shi Huaiyu, nodded, and said: "Now I really need to go to the Holy Land, I will go to see the daughter of the Zhuo family, let her also help come up with ideas, it is best to go to more people, the daughter of the Zhuo family can contact more people." ”

"Especially for people who have a relatively large degree of brain development."

The old Taoist priest said, nodded heavily at Shi Huaiyu, indicating that he recognized Shi Huaiyu's idea very much, and Shi Huaiyu got out of the way and let the old Taoist walk along the rugged mountain road.

Seeing the old Taoist priest gradually disappearing into the darkness, Shi Huaiyu took out his mobile phone to check the time, and found that it was almost early in the morning, so he no longer hesitated, but identified the direction, and immediately walked in the direction of the Soul Lock Valley.

After walking for less than half an hour, that is, a distance of one or two kilometers, Shi Huaiyu walked to the depths of the Soul Lock Valley, turned on the flashlight, and found the place where the sword slave Zhang Changan fell at that time.

Shi Huaiyu walked up to the high platform, inspected left and right, and immediately regretted it: I was in a hurry to let the old Taoist priest go to the holy land just now, why did I forget to ask the old Taoist priest how to uncover the secret inside this high platform?

Shi Huaiyu was a little anxious, less than a few hours before dawn, if he couldn't find the secret inside the high platform before dawn, then, he had to leave here, otherwise, after the guards found themselves entering here, it would alarm many people, and the demon people would also know his whereabouts, and when the time came, the plan he designed would be self-defeating.

Shi Huaiyu took a flashlight and walked around the high platform twice, and he didn't know how to reveal the secrets inside the high platform.

After nearly an hour, Shi Huaiyu was still puzzled.

After watching the petrified body of the sword slave Zhang Chang'an fall, Zhang Chang'an's entire body fell apart, broken into many small pieces, scattered in various places, Shi Huaiyu couldn't help frowning when he looked at these fragments, he was worried about Tang Xinyi at the time, and he didn't pick up these pieces one by one and bury them, this is at least Zhang Changan's bones.

Now in short, I can't find the secret hidden in the high platform, so let's take advantage of the fact that the sky is not yet bright, and clean up these small pieces first.

Shi Huaiyu took a flashlight, looked everywhere under the high platform, and after more than half an hour, Shi Huaiyu picked up all the pieces around him, and after piecing it together, he wanted to dig a pit on the spot, bury Zhang Changan, and put it into the ground.

At this time, Shi Huaiyu looked at Zhang Changan's corpse and frowned, Zhang Changan's entire limbs and hundreds of bones were found, and even the big hate word on his chest was faintly visible, but the head was missing.

And Shi Huaiyu had already searched all the places around for more than 100 meters, and he didn't see Zhang Changan's corpse, Shi Huaiyu suddenly wondered, what happened for a while?

Shi Huaiyu fell into deep thought, and the small cell in his brain that was lit up was spinning rapidly: Zhang Changan's head, high platform, secret?

Could it be that this high platform is Zhang Changan's head?

And into this skull, it is not a man's body, but a mind?

Shi Huaiyu had an epiphany in an instant, and the old Taoist priest repeatedly said that the daughter of the Zhuo family asked him to wait here for him, just to tell himself that everything must be thought about with his mind, not just rote memorization, and drawing a scoop according to the gourd.

And the secret that Zhang Changan hid at the cost of his life, full of a hundred years of grudges, is not so easy to get, it must be extremely secretive.

Shi Huaiyu returned to the high platform, looked at the bottom of the high platform, and remembered that he had just picked up Zhang Chang'an's corpses one by one, and the location of these corpses formed a picture in Shi Huaiyu's mind.

Although this painting is very rough, I really want to have a word, and this word is walking.

It is a state of taking off and preparing to take off.

The whole word is extremely arrogant, like a big eagle spreading its wings, and like a tiger wanting to go down the mountain, the pen goes and the dragon flies, and it enters the wood for three points.

Shi Huaiyu jumped off the high platform, and in the place where the sword slave Zhang Changan once stood, he learned the pattern made of Zhang Chang'an's corpse, and the thoughts of the whole person were completely integrated into Zhang Changan's situation and thoughts.

Shi Huaiyu forgot his existence, and the whole person seemed to be completely Zhang Changan's, even his mood, emotions, and the way he spoke.

Thinking of Zhang Chang'an's death because of grudges, the anger in his heart, the dissatisfaction in his heart, and the resentment in his heart made him use his fingers to carve a big hatred word on his chest.

And he couldn't find the master, couldn't reveal the master's secrets and plates, and the anxiety in his heart, the expectations in his heart, and the longing in his heart, tortured him day after day.

Helpless, with the erosion of the years, his body has been petrified, the energy in his body is disappearing little by little, if he can't find the master, the energy that maintains his hidden secrets will be exhausted, at that time, he will become a sinner of the entire god race, and the uneasiness, fear, and hesitation in his heart make Zhang Changan indignant, and a pair of eyes bulging prominently.

Shi Huaiyu is now Zhang Chang'an, and he understands all of Zhang Changan's thoughts.

Zhang Chang'an's consciousness is now also Shi Huaiyu's consciousness, the minds of the two are completely integrated, after the fusion, Shi Huaiyu saw a bloody rain in front of him in the dark night, saw the tragic scene of blood flowing and drifting, and saw the inhuman scene of corpses all over the field, and eagles and hungry wolves pecking at will.

This is the purgatory of the world, full of devastation, which makes Shi Huaiyu's heart feel suffocating and stinging.

And in this layer of dead corpses, a tall man with a face covered in blood and purple-black blood bubbles dripping from his body gradually stood up, he trembled and staggered, stepping on the blood flowing under his feet, step by step towards the dim sun.

Looking back suddenly, when Shi Huaiyu saw the face of the person in front of him, his heart suddenly lost consciousness with pain: this man who crawled out of the dead body was the sword slave Zhang Changan.

What did he go through?