The Yunmeng Mausoleum is located in the location of the mountain behind Yunmeng, but if you want to enter it, you need to pass through a vast empty area.

Although it is blank, but in fact, it is also a cemetery, and the people who are buried are all disciples of Yunmeng who have died since the opening of the mountain, some have died due to the war, and some have been murdered, all in all, as long as it is a disciple of Yunmeng, they will be buried here after they die.

It's not like the Afterlife Sect, which directly throws the dead into the black abyss.

"In the past, it was very deserted, and there were not many people to be seen except for friends and relatives who worshipped, and there is no such thing as it is now. ”

Lao Qin walked in the front, looking at the dozens of miscellaneous servants in this cemetery digging pits and burying people, and let out a sigh.

"Master I said that people are inherently dead, so don't be too sad, Lao Qin. ”

Mo Xie stepped forward to comfort Lao Qin while looking at the corpses lying on the ground waiting to be buried, and a strange look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As the owner of darkness, Mo Xie could see at a glance that these dead people had been completely eroded by darkness when they were alive, otherwise they would not have left so much darkness after death.

Moreover, there were obvious traces of freezing on the surface of the corpse, and it was obvious that after these disciples were completely eroded by the darkness, they were frozen by the power of the Dream Eyes, along with the darkness and their own souls.

"Yun Meng is really ruthless when he moves. ”

Mo Xie looked at the distorted expression on the corpse's face, and sighed in his heart.

Although he had never been frozen by the real ice of his dreams, he could imagine how intense the pain these monks would have when they were frozen because of the experience of separating their souls several times.

And the most terrifying thing is not only this, but all monks who are frozen in dreams will not die in the first place, their souls and bodies will survive in the ice for a period of time, so this pain will continue until death.

This shows how cruel and decisive Yunmeng's methods are in the face of darkness.

"Your master is right, but when death really comes, how many people can do it as freely as they say. ”

Lao Qin smiled bitterly, and said in a dull tone: "Bold, your talent is very strong, if Yunmeng was a few decades ago, you would definitely be vigorously cultivated, but now because of this war, the way of the world has changed, and Yunmeng Sect is no longer one of the four famous sects at the beginning." ”

Lao Qin opened his mouth when he said this, his expression was a little struggling, as if he was thinking about whether to say the next words, but before he could think about it, Xiao Zhan on the side continued his words.

"Lao Qin is right, this war has started a few days ago, and the entire Southern Regions have fallen into chaos, and now the reason why Yunmeng has not yet made a small attack is that the time has not yet come, sooner or later there will be such a day.

So be bold, if you have the opportunity, you must leave here before Yunmeng is broken, go to the Western Regions, go to the Northern Regions, go to the Eastern Regions, it's good anywhere, just don't stay in the Southern Regions. ”

Xiao Zhan said this really meant, he couldn't hear any hypocritical thoughts, he had actually discussed with Lao Qin two days ago, and was ready to leave Yunmeng under the pretext of going out to investigate in the next few days, to avoid the danger that would come at some point.

However, because the current world has changed, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have appeared, making their own strength not enough to protect their own safety, so Lao Qin and Xiao Zhan thought of the ink evil and wanted to let the ink evil join in, so that the chances of survival of the two will be much greater.

Maybe one day after leaving the Southern Regions, the two of them can also join a good sect with the light of the ink evil.

But what they don't know is that the "honest man" with a smile on his face is actually a hungry wolf who eats people.

"I'm not leaving. ”

Mo Xie hummed and said: "My master said, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, although I have not been in Yunmeng for a long time, but I know that Yunmeng has grace and me, so my benefactor is in trouble, I will not abandon my benefactor and ignore it, even if I don't have the ability to repay the spring now." ”

"You!"

"Hey...."

After the two of them saw Mo Xie's firm appearance, they suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and their mouths moved and they didn't continue to persuade anything, maybe persuasion can have an effect on others, but for Mo Xie's kind of foolishness, it is undoubtedly to play the piano to the cow.

There was silence for a while.

Lao Qin diverted the topic, trying to dispel the embarrassment that filled the air, and he said, "By the way, what are you doing here." ”

"Ah, yes, it's all dead buried here, what's there to see. ”

Mo Xie pointed inside, without even blinking his eyes, and made up a lie on the spot: "In the past, when I was in the world, I met a disciple of Yunmeng who was very good at drinking, but when I came to Yunmeng to inquire, I heard that he had already died in a battle, so I came today to worship and worship." ”

"Oh! I didn't expect Daring to know other people. Lao Qin became interested when he heard this, and said with great interest: "Come on, come on, I'm very familiar with this piece, what do you say this person's name, I'll help you point it out, and you can find it one by one." ”

“..............”

"His name is Chen Chen. Mo Xie's face was expressionless, but he lied in his heart, the name Chen Chen was just made up by him, God knows if there is such a person in Yunmeng, and he is still a dead person.

"Chen Chen?...." Lao Qin touched his chin thoughtfully, and after a while, he patted his thigh, raised his hand and pointed to a place in a cemetery, and said: "I remember that there seems to be a person named Chen Chen over there, I don't know if it's the one you know, let's take a look." ”

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked in, leaving Mo Xie alone in the wind.

“0.0”

.............

After worshipping the monk named Chen Chen, Mo Xie separated from Lao Qin and Xiao Zhan and returned to their respective caves.

On this trip, although he didn't see the specific location of Yunmeng's mausoleum, he also knew about the general situation on the way.

First of all, he will pass by two halls along the way, one is the Royal Beast Hall, and the other is the inner gate hall, these two halls not only have elders in charge, but also have a lot of disciples coming and going, and they are easy to be recognized.

The second is the huge cemetery, except for the corresponding miscellaneous servants digging pits and burying people here, the ink evil does not perceive other people, and there is no trace of the formation, it can be seen that this is a place that is unmanaged.

Finally, there is the Yunmeng Mausoleum, where the ink evil has no chance to step on it, but he can also imagine that there must be a guardian around, otherwise it is impossible for the cemetery outside not to place people, which shows that the Yunmeng Sect is quite confident in the strength of the guardian.

All in all.

The news obtained from this trip is still very crucial, so that he can avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles on the day of the operation.

"Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. ”

Mo Xie muttered to himself as he closed his eyes and began to wait for the moment when the people in Yunmeng were panicking and those small sects were attacking this place.

Time passed slowly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

During this half month, the battle between the two behemoths was still fierce, and as the battle continued to escalate, the entire Muyue Mountain Range was moved to flat ground, so that thousands of monks died every day.

During this period, many casual cultivators quietly came over with the mentality of picking up corpses, but the chaos of the battlefield far exceeded their expectations.

For a while, as long as someone talked about the Muyue Mountain Range, all they heard was a change of color.

And the war situation in other parts of the Southern Regions is also intensifying, as the number of sects that have been destroyed increases day by day, many monks have a feeling of impending disaster, especially those who have no confidence in the strength of their own sects, they have already fled under various excuses, for fear that they will be served by someone if they are one step late.

At the same time, the area where the four sects were seated also had turmoil for the first time, as the weakest Qingcheng faction, it was jointly attacked by more than a dozen small sects in half a month, not only was the great array of the Protector Sect broken, but even the elders of the Protector Sect died several times, and they were about to be breached.

After this matter was spread by people with good intentions, the rest of the small sects within the scope of the three sects all saw a light called hope, which made them ready to move and prepare to do it at the same time, they were also waiting for the news that the Qingcheng faction was destroyed, and it seemed that as long as the Qingcheng faction was destroyed, they would start to officially attack the three sects.

The Sword Sect, the Barbarian King Mountain, and the Guardian Sect Elders of the Yunmeng Sect can be said to have seen it in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts, but they are helpless, because they all know that most of their own combat power has participated in the war with the Afterlife Sect, and it is impossible to send people back to defend themselves.

Coupled with the spread of darkness within the three sects, they are also facing a situation of civil strife all the time.

Fortunately, the Yunmeng Sect has dream eyes that can freeze the darkness, so that the darkness completely loses the possibility of spreading, but the Sword Sect and the Barbarian King Mountain are miserable, and almost every day, a large number of disciples are bewitched by the darkness and fight with their fellow disciples.

Originally, there weren't many disciples stationed in the sect, so there were even fewer of them.

At this time.

Big dreams.

The three wild dogs were standing in front of Chen Lao, and now they no longer had the arrogance they had when they first met, and some were just humble and respectful.

Because in the cooperation in this half a month, they have all seen the iron and bloody wrist of this mysterious person, Liu Er died because of this, and his head was cut into three parts by Wang Chongshan and quietly sent to the table of the three of them.

The tragic death and cruel methods, even if they have experienced a lot of bloody things, they can't help but feel a chill down their spines, for fear that they will end up with Liu Er.

After all, Liu Er's death has fully demonstrated that Lao Chen has the ability to kill them unconsciously.

So as long as people who are not stupid understand that they seem to be free now, but in fact, a rope has been tied around their necks, and the other end of the rope is being held by Lao Chen.