Chapter 170: The Dead Should Be Remembered

Even if you are in the forest of difficulty and see the strangeness of the Changhe Palace, the scene that happened in front of you can still be called grotesque and weird.

The high platform is in front of him, and he can go up with a jump, but there is still this abyss in front of him, as if he will fall into it as long as he jumps, and there is a human face that is sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, constantly changing between hideous and kind.

The extreme conflict and contradiction made Li Xiu's heart twitch violently for a moment, and there was a coldness all over his body that rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and at this moment he actually had a feeling of being stared at by a peerless ferocity, which was even more terrifying than the moment when he was targeted by a raccoon in Luoxian Gorge.

The fog was dusk and low, there was no one around, and there was no sound, and all the people had already ascended to the battle platform.

Only Li Xiu was still standing on the ground and did not move, Fusu leaned against the tree and glanced at the platform, his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Time passed by by the second, there were fewer and fewer people on the first platform, and dozens of extremely outstanding Tianjiao in the group had already stood on the third platform, and a venerable puppet in front of him between the opening and closing of his palms retreated backwards.

The fragmentation could not stop them in the slightest, and it was only an hour or so before and after, and those people had already begun to challenge the fourth battle platform.

At this moment, Li Xiu was still standing in the dim and low mist, looking at the abyss in front of him with complicated eyes, and the face that was getting clearer and clearer.

"You shouldn't be showing up here to stop me from going up. ”

Li Xiu's body did not retreat, he looked at the face that showed pain from time to time, his eyes were calm, and his tone was equally flat.

The scene was visually striking, but not so frightening as to scare him.

The human face floated and floated in the sky, staring at Li Xiu from far and near, and did not speak, but the abyss that came from the flat seemed to stop moving.

"The people here call Mohui Valley the place of sealing, and it is rumored that the fifty-six races in the valley were all sealed here by the ancient powerhouses with great powers, cut off from the outside world, and divided into two, it is a small world. ”

"Set up the Changhe Hall in the valley, absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world and transfer it into the valley for all races to survive, obviously sealing it, but leaving room for it, can I understand that it is not so much sealing as protection?"

"Or maybe it's for something. ”

Li Xiu looked at that face, paused and said, "Let's call it fire." ”

The dark abyss paused in front of him, and the face of the person in the mist showed a clearer outline, he looked down at Li Xiu, his face was full of pain, and he wanted to speak several times but couldn't make a sound.

It's like suffering a lot.

Li Xiu was silent for a while, raised an arm and leaned forward, the immortal bones on his chest flickering with a light that seemed to be nothing, like a lighthouse in the deep sea to light up the way home.

The pale white halo spread through the dim yellow and spread along the mist, finally touching the human face.

Li Xiu's body stiffened slightly, and the breath of immortality raged outward, and the painful color on that person's face gradually faded and turned into a kind appearance.

It's like an old man with long gray hair under a tree in the village.

"Can you handle it?"

He looked at Li Xiu and said this very abrupt sentence.

Li Xiu's arm was still in the air, the power of immortality was constantly pouring out, and he was wearing a small flower on his hand, which roughly looked more like a ring.

But it's a small flower.

It turns out that there are many like-minded people in the world.

Li Xiu didn't answer immediately, and he never knew if he could bear it before something happened.

He thought about it very seriously, and then said, "I'll try my best to resist." ”

The outline of a body gradually appeared under the human face, which was not clear, but had a general shape, he looked at Li Xiu and said: "You have to do your best to do a lot of things, but doing your best may not be useful. ”

Li Xiu didn't know who the king of people was, but he knew what he was talking about, so he said: "We are still alive now, so it proves that we won at the beginning." ”

The old man fell from the air and stepped on the abyss: "It's just that you haven't lost to the point of despair, that doesn't mean you won." ”

"Since I haven't lost yet, I have a chance, not to mention that it chose me, which proves that I am better than you. ”

The person in front of him should be respected, but Li Xiu didn't care, and there was not much politeness between his words.

"Shameless boy. ”

The old man looked at him, the two of them were in the dim mist, the power of immortal bones flowed continuously, and the outline of the old man's body became clearer and clearer.

"But you're right, since it chose you, we are naturally inferior to you. ”

Loneliness, regret, and grief suddenly appeared on his face.

Li Xiu frowned, the generation of an emotion was not sudden.

The old man shook his head: "If you put on this flower, it means that the person is dead, which is a pity." ”

Li Xiu was silent, remembering the picture he had seen in the old alley.

The sword light and the swaying petals that lit up in the middle of desperation.

There is only one flower between heaven and earth, and now it is on his hand, which means that the original person is dead, which is indeed a thing to regret and grieve.

There is a Wensheng who once said that joys and sorrows will not be connected, which is very reasonable, but it is a pity that it is different.

The specific emotions are also different.

The old man asked again, "How much longer?"

"I don't know. ”

"How is Huaiyuguan?"

Li Xiu shook his head.

Although there is still one question missing, this should be the meaning of asking three questions, and the old man did not ask again.

"I lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and then I died for tens of thousands of years, and I think a lot of familiar people are already dead. ”

For hundreds of thousands of years, such a terrible number Li Xiu didn't even think about it.

"I guarded this place, cut off the eternals, gathered fifty-six Chinese races in an attempt to leave the last hope for the world, now it seems that this is a useless move after all, if there is a loss in the world, there is no place to be alone. ”

He looked away, his eyes full of vicissitudes.

"The world doesn't need fire and hope, and there is no way back. ”

Many things could not be explained clearly or understood, Li Xiu did not interject, just listened quietly.

Li Xiu asked, "How to break the seal?"

"Do what you're prepared to do. He looked at Li Xiu and said, "The power of immortal bones is amazing, but I am already a dead man, and I have endured endless pain for tens of thousands of years and stayed here with a long-cherished wish, and after today, I will disappear and cannot help you." ”

Li Xiu said: "The deceased should leave their names to be remembered by future generations. ”

The old man shook his head: "Countless people who have passed away have never left their names, and I am just a piece of gravel in the sea." ”

He turned around and raised his hand to cut off the power of the boneless, and the vicissitudes of life had no attachment to the world, only a responsibility that could not be let go.

The dusky mist rolled and condensed, crushing the figure.