In fact, before stepping here, Xie Zheng had never thought about the origin of the Folding Moon Sword, after all, she had always trusted Xun Lang Jianzun, and what he said would basically not be questioned.

But since seeing the seven-sided stone murals, she has gradually emerged in her mind as if she had experienced those scenes, although she can't form specific events, let alone see information such as participants and places, but it undoubtedly makes her understanding of this place rise to a completely different level.

It's a little strange to say, walking among the statues, she even feels intimate and close.

It's as if she was one of them.

It's really weird.

According to Xie Zheng's understanding of herself and the Tianhai Realm, it is absolutely impossible for her to have such a memory of her past life, in the final analysis, she is just a tool person who has been 'created', how can she have any past life to speak of?

It wasn't until she crossed the 'crowd' and reached the end that she finally understood where the guidance in the dark came from.

"I can't imagine that your master actually has this ability? Can you even get the bones of the Demon God of Moro? ”

After experiencing a huge shock, Bi Fang finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but quip: "Xie Zheng, your master is so good to you, you shouldn't be his illegitimate daughter, right?" ”

Xie Zheng: "......"

She tilted her head and waited for her viciously: "Shut your dog's mouth, I'm so similar to Xie Hyun, are you blind?" ”

Bi Fang was a little speechless for a moment, indeed, he only cared about his mouth and forgot to consider the actual situation.

"But no matter what, Xun Lang Jianzun really doesn't look like a native of our world."

"The monk is already powerful enough, I'm afraid he is even more powerful than the monk!"

After Bi Fang's words were finished, Xie Zheng glanced at him meaningfully and said, "Do you think that my master and my ancestor look very similar?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Bi Fang suddenly pursed his lips and closed his mouth.

Indeed, as Xie Zheng said, Xun Lang Jianzun does look very similar to the Lord of Cuiwei Mountain, just looking at his appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a brother.

But one of these two is a god in the nether world, and the other is....

Thinking of this, Bi Fang's face changed slightly: "Shouldn't it, your master... It's really the child of the Lord of Cuiwei Mountain..."

This bold speculation, even if it was Xie Zheng, even if he agreed with it in his heart, he did not open his mouth to echo it.

After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not important, the important thing is that we have clues about the Moro Demon God, and it's good to go back." ”

It can't be Ciyin and Fuqi and his wife to do business, they should stay here to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Bi Fang thought that this was also the case, so he nodded: "What should I do next, do you want to take this keel away?" ”

Xie Zheng: "......"

She was silent for a moment before she said slowly: "What are you going to do with such a hoodoo thing?" ”

When Bi Fang heard this, he didn't say anything, but walked around the high platform twice, and then returned to her and said:

"I took a look, this dragon bone has no breath of life, and there is no breath of curse, it should be just a dry bone, don't you know how to summon spirits, why don't you try to summon spirits?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Zheng shook his head solemnly: "This is a dry bone, maybe before he was expelled, the Moro Demon God had already fallen." ”

"If the divine bone in Shizun's hand was given by Shizu, then he must know a lot of inside information, but he just doesn't want to tell us."

The lord of Cuiwei Mountain is now the sword spirit of the Folding Moon Sword, coming and going freely, uncontrolled, it is difficult for Xie Zheng to see him, if he doesn't want to say something, he will definitely not be able to ask why.

As she spoke, her eyes fell to the group of statues not far away: "The Moro Demon God has no choice, but there are ways to do this." ”

When Bi Fang heard this, he was about to ask her what she could do, when he saw Xie Zheng suddenly holding the sword and jumping up, falling under the high platform, facing the statue group in front of him.

And standing from Bi Fang's perspective, you can just see that the statues in the front row, which were originally gray and black, suddenly appeared with a faint silver glow around them, like... Come alive!

When he noticed it, Bi Fang was shocked, and his figure fell to Xie Zheng's side in a flash, and he didn't forget to remind: "Be careful!" ”

Xie Zheng didn't see surprise on his face, as if he had expected this situation a long time ago.

"This is my sword intent."

Speaking of this, she looked at Bi Fang with a strange look: "Can't you tell the difference?" ”

Bi Fang: "......"

He... It is true that there is no telling.

When encountering danger and location, his subconscious reaction did not slow down by half a minute, and his cultivation was not affected, but his perception of external objects became more and more blurred.

"It's weird here, my five senses seem like I've been blinded by something."

Xie Zheng nodded, indicating that he already knew, but he didn't take it to heart.

Because her five senses were not affected in any way, they were more sensitive and transparent than usual, and she could easily detect anomalies in each statue.

That sense of familiarity and control over everything in this place reached its peak after pulling out the folding moon.

The fragmented memories are gradually connected into a complete picture.

She saw the truth of the so-called banishment.

……

"Venerable, is there really no way?"

On the steep top of the mist-shrouded mountain, a young monk dressed in a light golden monk's robe stands upright, his body is like the most green and straight pine and cypress in the mountain, full of vigorous and upward vitality.

The beautiful voice is clear and tactful, but it is so low that it seems to be about to fall to the ground.

"There's no way."

After a pause, his handsome but expressionless face suddenly bent into a faint smile.

"As you can see, there are already two gods hidden in the Seven Divine Thrones of the Divine Realm, and next, it is also the turn of the poor monk."

What he said was a big proposition related to his own life and death, but the expression on his face was light and light, as if he was talking about something inconsequential.

"His Holiness... If His Holiness insists on doing so, then our clan... May you go with His Holiness...! ”

The young monk turned around with a slight look of surprise on his face, as if he had not expected him to say this.

"Moro, you don't have to."

It was only at this time that Xie Zheng finally saw clearly that this person called 'Moro' had a young and immature face, not only did the face be like this, but the figure was also thin and thin only for a thin teenager, and the outfit on the upper body was simple and economical, revealing half of his shoulders and chest.

Well... Really juvenile...

Just when Xie Zheng was stunned, Moro spoke again, and his voice was extremely firm: "Venerable, I have made up my mind, no need to persuade me." ”

As soon as the words fell, the young monk fell silent, shook his head helplessly, and watched as the young man jumped up, fell to the top of the mountain, and disappeared.

And in the long sea of clouds under his feet, only a vague figure of a giant coiling dragon was left, which slowly dissipated.