The three of them walked into the cemetery and looked at the thousands of tombs in it, but the old lame man showed embarrassment on his face:

"There are so many graves, which one should you worship?"

But then his nose twitched, sniffed in the direction of Huang Chang and Ji Ruo, and snorted:

"Demonic...... It's the smell of the vixen in the peach blossom forest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Looks like you two have a good relationship with that vixen...... Hey, the little girl is lucky, she actually got her essence and hair?"

The old lame's gaze swept between the buns on Ji Ruo's head, where there was a wishful hairpin transformed by the tail hair of the sky fox. And the old lame leg also seemed to be reminded by this, and smiled:

"In that case, let's take you to see something related to goblins first. ”

So he took Huang Chang Ji Ruo to a certain direction, and said with a smile when he walked on the road:

"You have the benefit of that fox spirit, do you think the monsters on Kunlun Mountain are quite kind?"

Huang Chang and Ji Ruo glanced at each other, but they didn't speak, but their faces inevitably showed a lot of approval. And the old lame didn't ask them to answer, took two more steps, suddenly stopped, pointed to a grave next to him, and sneered slightly:

"The one buried in this also thought so at the beginning. ”

Huang Chang and Ji Ruo looked at it in amazement, and saw that the tomb was very old, and there were only three words "Yang Yizhi" on the tombstone, and there was no other information. But the old lame, apparently familiar with his deeds, pointed to the tombstone and continued:

"This Yang Jun was also a well-known suave person in the rivers and lakes back then, a true disciple of Kunlun White, a ninth-level cultivator of Qi refining, if nothing else, the Fa Yuan can be expected. It's just that when I was down the mountain, I got acquainted with the goblins in the Cangshui Abyss, and it is said that she is still a mermaid princess. The merman shed tears into beads, she is charming and lovable, Yang Jun and her are happy with each other, and they are engaged to each other for life. At first, I was cautious and only lived outside. But then the woman became pregnant and felt uncomfortable living outside, so he escorted his wife back to the abyss to raise the baby...... He never came out again. ”

patted the tombstone, and the old lame man sneered:

"What is buried in this is actually only one of his legs - it has been pickled, this is the only part of him that has been eaten after the sect found that his soul lamp was extinguished, and the elite of the Battle Order Hall attacked the Cangshui Abyss. The body of a cultivator refining the Nine Heavens of Qi refining can be described as a great supplement for goblins, and it must be kept and enjoyed slowly. If it weren't for that, I am afraid that there would not be even this left. ”

"Uh...... It's disgusting. ”

Ji Ruo was already very unaccustomed to the environment here, and at this time, he was even more frightened and shrank behind Huang Chang. But Huang Chang completely understood the other party's admonition, and bowed his hand and said:

"Thank you for the teachings of your predecessors, and your disciples must keep in mind: the monsters under the mountain must not be equated with the mountain. ”

Seeing that he understood quickly, the old lame nodded with satisfaction:

"That's right, those goblins on West Kunlun Mountain have actually been tamed by us. If you think that the goblins in the world are like that, you will definitely suffer a big loss after going down the mountain. Shemales have different paths, and they all regard each other as food and bait, and hunt each other, which is the norm between shemales. You must not forget this as you travel down the mountain. Especially if you encounter mountain spirits and water monsters, those are particularly cruel and cunning, unscrupulous people, don't be fooled by them. ”

After saying this, he patted the tombstone of "Yang Yizhi" again:

"For the sake of this Yang Jun who left us this lesson, you two should give him a stick of incense. ”

So Huang Chang and Ji Ruo each lit incense candles and worshiped this Yang senior, and Ji Ruo finally understood:

"Is this a way for us to learn from our predecessors and not repeat the mistakes of the past?"

"Yes, every tombstone here means a painful experience. ”

Huang Chang muttered, the last time he came with a few senior brothers, this tomb keeper took them to worship a few other tombs, and at that time he also casually told the deeds of each tomb owner - there are tens of thousands of tombs here, and he knows every one of them? It seems unbelievable, but it seems to be true.

Regarding Huang Chang's emotion, the old lame man smiled:

"Don't think that all the people buried here are unlucky. As a matter of fact, these people are already very lucky to be able to occupy a grave and erect a monument here, and to have descendants know their deeds during their lifetime -- since the founding of our sect in Xikunlun, there have been more than 10 million fallen monks! Not one out of a hundred can be buried here, and the vast majority of fallen people cannot even retain their bodies at all. When the cemetery was set up here, some people said that it would soon fill the Valley of the Shadows, but now it seems that it is still very early!"

Raising his hand to the cemetery that extended into the Valley of the Shadows, the old lame man said:

"The battle between immortal cultivators is often borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, the power of thunder and fire, and it is not uncommon for the loser to be beaten to pieces and wiped out. Even if the skin is still there, our monks practice diligently every day, and this body cultivated by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth can be regarded as a treasure of heaven and earth. Either they are used as food by demons, or they are refined into puppets by demons...... Is it a little girl like you with fine skin and tender flesh and excellent appearance......"

He suddenly turned his head, pursed his lips towards Ji Ruo, and said meaningfully:

“...... There's so much more to it for. ”

That ugly face was scary enough even if it smiled, Ji Ruo was so frightened that she retreated again and again, and Huang Chang hurriedly patted the girl's arm to show comfort. After that, I listened to the old lame and said:

"Therefore, you must remember this: death is not the end of the battle between the monks. It's not just lives that are lost after defeat. If you fall to the upper hand in battle, do not expect that your enemies will be kind enough to beg for mercy or to hand over your belongings—even your corpses can be sold for a great deal on the black market. So no matter how terrible the enemy is, the only way to survive is to rely on yourself and fight to the end, and there is no other way to survive. ”

Huang Chang had heard Senior Brother Ji Cheng Xuanji say similar things before, but Ji Ruo had obviously heard of it for the first time. The little girl's face changed drastically, as if it was difficult to accept the cruel truth of this immortal cultivation world for a while. However, Ji Ruo was a clear-headed monk after all, although she was a little resistant psychologically, but when her reason accepted all this, she still bowed down to the old lame man of the grave very respectfully, and bowed deeply:

"Disciple understands, thank you for your advice. ”

Seeing that Ji Ruo was enlightened, the old lame man nodded with satisfaction:

"Very well, then come with me and take you to see another one. ”