(a)

The tunnels were gloomy, and the fire of spells could not be dispelled. Lin An's mind couldn't focus on the fragment he was looking for for a while.

"The younger brother is a disciple of the Guishan Sect under the control of the Lingshi......"

Wu Fan's face was half bright and half dark by the firelight, and he said softly: "Maybe Daoist friends have also heard that almost all the monks in our sect were wiped out during the siege battle......

Lin An remembered. When the Jiao people went out of the city to attack the Dawei camp, the descendant camp also rushed to support, and the one at the forefront was the Guishan Sect.

"In the past two days, a few of us have inquired that the sect alliance seems to be removing the sect name of the Guishan Sect because most of the disciples of the sect have died...... I wanted to ask Lin Daoyou if he could ...... Can you talk to the commander...... Leave our sect number behind, and don't worry about anything else......"

Lin An was embarrassed by his misunderstanding.

"Ahem, how many of you still have it?"

"More than twenty," Wu Fan said, "we originally came more than 500 people......

"How many people are there in the sect?"

"More than a dozen. ”

"Why are there so few?" - Although the sect has recruited several conscripts before and after, most sects will still have at least a third of the monks left.

"Because our Guishan Sect is closer to Ganlong, the siege and decisive battle a few days ago were tight, so we all came over. ”

"The rest is ......"

"Just one of my psychic realms," Wu Fan said, "The others are all open door realms, and there are some outer disciples who have just started...... We used to have three Uncle Masters of the Earth Bridge Realm, and they were all dead when the Horned Demon rushed over......"

“...... There are so few people, and there are no Diqiao Realm monks. According to the regulations of the Sect Alliance, the third-order spiritual veins can no longer be enjoyed, and there is naturally no need for the Guishan Sect to exist. But the Camp won't treat you badly...... The reward will come down soon, and I think most of you will be placed in Chang Yuanzong. In the whole world, if there is a place where the cultivation resources can be compared with Chang Yuanzong? I want to congratulate the Taoist friends on their prosperity. ”

"Lin Daoyou," Wu Fan suddenly knelt down, the fire shone on his face, a piece of red and blue gray, "No matter how good Chang Yuanzong is, it is not our home." We don't dare to think about the spiritual vein. I just want to be able to keep the name and inheritance of my ancestors. In order to protect a few of us, my master blew himself up and died on the battlefield. When he died, he also told us to carry forward the sect...... A few of us are not angry, but now we can't even keep the sect, and we don't have the face to die if we want to. ”

Lin An wanted to shirk it, but seeing him begging so hard, the ghost envoy said, "I'll give it a try......"

When he said that, he regretted it on the spot - if he wanted to solve the matter of the Guishan Sect, he must go to Chu Zhi.

He hated Chu Zhi, he wanted to pick his flesh and drink his blood, how could he beg him?

Can casual promises count?

Forget about it when you go back. If Wu Fan really came back with a dead face, he would tell him that he had already told Chu Zhi - it still didn't work out.

"Come here!"

Wu Fan shouted at the dark tunnel behind him.

More than a dozen young-looking, yellow-skinned teenagers came out of the darkness and knelt beside Wu Fan.

"Let's thank Lin Daoyou for his great kindness!" Wu Fan solemnly kowtowed.

"Thank you seniors for your great kindness!" the teenagers kowtowed, and the floor was banging......

Lin An sighed and helped them up one by one.

He remembered the Cloud Yin Sect who had made a big mistake. Didn't Li Qingyun fight for the sake of Yun Yin Sect's breath? Fortunately, Yun Yin Sect made a big mistake, and he couldn't help it. When the sky fell, there was a big man on top of it, Wei Buer was a big man, and the affairs of the Yunyin Sect made him worry about it.

But what about Wu Fan's matter? At this point, he also felt extremely embarrassed.

After saying what he wanted, Wu Fan sent all the young monks away, and took Lin An to explore the way in the tunnel even harder. I don't know how far, I came to a rather spacious hall, there are wall lamps in the hall, and there are murals of the horn people on the wall. Further back, there are many corridors, and this is nothing more than the case.

Lin An had some hopes.

"I don't know what you're looking for, maybe I have news. ”

Lin An said: "Have you ever heard of this person?"

"This is rare......

Lin An sighed, "Let's go back." ”

"Dare to ask which sect monk this believer is?"

"A monk, who knows-"

Wu Fan stopped, "I've seen the ...... of Buddhist murals here."

"Take me there!"

Wu Fan didn't dare to slack off, and took Lin An all the way to a deeper place, and sure enough, at the end of the corridor, behind a collapsed wall, he found a wall full of Buddhist murals.

Lin An drove the fire to illuminate the mural, and saw that the portraits on the paintings were brightly colored and had different expressions. There are bodhisattvas with kind eyebrows, majestic kings, and strong and brave wrestlers. Looking further back, there are dozens of murals with rich and colorful contents, some record Buddhist stories, some depict the image of gods and Buddhas, some reflect the practice of monks, and there are depicting the scenery of the temple......

"This is it!" Naturally, it was impossible for the Horn people to paint such a mural.

He asked Wu Fan to go out.

"That's the thing," Wu Fan said, "please!" bowed, and then turned around and left.

Lin An looked at his back until he didn't fall into the darkness - Wu Fan had great hopes, but he didn't know that he didn't plan to find Chu Zhi at all, the hopes he held were like the tunnels in front of him, and there was only endless darkness when he walked down.

He struggled for a moment, then looked at the mural on the wall—where would the fragments be hidden?

"As a result, do you still have to use [Reincarnation Memory]......

He sat cross-legged on the floor, slightly deflated. [Reincarnation Memory] is a Zhenhai Beast Divine Power that he harvested after entering the psychic realm. This supernatural power is consistent with the Great Dao of Reincarnation, and where it is used, you can see what happened in the same place in the previous life for a period of time before and after. The effect of the supernatural power is very magical, but every time he uses it, he loses a lot of longevity, so he has long made up his mind that he will not use it lightly - but this time it is an exception.

"Past and present lives, reincarnation, like a dream......"

There was a slight flash on the body of the reincarnation Gu in the inner sea, he closed his eyes, and immediately entered the illusion dream of his previous life.

The deep corridors guard the silence of thousands of years, the murals on the walls exude a long-lasting sense of antiquity, and the dim light of the wall lamps in the hall plucks the strings of time.

I don't know how long this image lasted.

"Boom!" the sound of the wall falling.

A flash of fire shot in from where the wall had collapsed, and a figure stepped through the ruins. Perhaps because it was in a dream, his face was covered with a layer of gray mist. The figure walked into the hall and saw the mural on the wall, skillfully finding one of the murals called "The Corpse King Cuts His Flesh and Saves the Pigeon", and tore off a piece of the flesh that the Corpse King had placed on the scales and held it in his hand.

Looking at the back of the painting, there are actually five pieces of skin fragments of the Blood Sacrifice clan stuck together!

The dream vanished. He also came to his senses, took control of the fire, and soon found the picture of "the corpse king cut the meat to save the pigeon", and carefully removed the pieces of meat on the scale.

A black shadow of a cloak suddenly emerged from the corner of the shadows, and the wind swept by, grabbing the painting in his hand.

"Tear up!"

With a crisp sound, the painting was drawn in half.

"Look for death!"

He threw a third-order top-grade thunderbolt talisman at the cloak with his backhand - Chu Zhi was afraid that he would encounter an accident, so he gave him more means to save his life.

In the face of the thunderbolt attack containing the power of the Sancheng Bridge Realm monk, the black shadow of the cloak could not avoid it, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

When he looked up, it was a face he had recognized—

"Ancient Yousheng?"

"Same door," Gu Yousheng said with a smile: "I left three for you, it's interesting enough." As soon as he finished saying that, the cloak disappeared without a trace......

Lin An searched around, but ran empty. Looking at the fragments in his hand again, sure enough, there were three fragments left - he himself never wanted to go to the ancient city to find the dead, and one fragment for Chu Zhi was enough.

As for why Gu Yousheng appeared here, maybe the traitor in the previous life was him, and he couldn't say. Lin An was not interested in exploring.

After returning to Chu Zhi's temporary mansion, he handed over two of the fragments to Chu Zhi and received Chu Zhi's reward.

Before leaving, I thought of Wu Fan's plea and hesitated in my heart for a long time.

Chu Zhi asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

He came back to his senses, looked at this face that made him extremely disgusted, and waited for a long time before telling Wu Fan's matter.

Chu Zhi said: "Seeing that you are hesitating, I thought it was a big deal." I remember. ”

(c)

In the north of Kaze City, the Descending World Camp and Daweiying Cemetery are remote places.

All the disciples who died in the battle have been buried in the ground, and in a few days, the sacrificial monks of the sect alliance will come here to preside over the requiem array. At this moment, the cemetery is full of dead people's silence. The period between the burial of all the fallen monks and the opening of the Requiem Array allows the souls of the dead to make their final stay in the world.

As usual, no one will come to the cemetery at this time.

The sky was overcast with clouds, the rain-soaked depressions were evaporating, the gloomy atmosphere was flowing in the cemetery, and the loneliness and coldness of no one were everywhere.

Wan'er came here like a ghost. She walked to the cemetery of the Yunyin Sect and took out a pottery jar with a foul smell. Raising the jar with both hands, a puddle of sludge poured down from it, fell to the ground, and spread out in a large ball.

The sludge flows on its own, as if an invisible hand is reaching into the sludge and stirring.

Gradually, the sludge protruded in the center, twisting and wriggling, forming a vague outline.

An invisible force is added to the sludge to make the outline clearer. After a while, the face of a sad person appeared.

"People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts,"

Wan'er half-squatted down and looked at the sludge, "You should be happy this time." ”

The sludge face opened its mouth, much more hoarse than before—"If I die, the Yunyin Sect can live." ”

"If the disciples die, they will die, as long as you are alive, won't the Yunyin Sect still be alive?"

The sludge face was slightly on one side, and his eyes were on this cemetery, and he was looking at the tombstone not far away, as if he was looking at the name on the tombstone,

"Every disciple is my life. If I die, I will lose my life. Do you think it's better for me to die once, or a few hundred times?"

"What about me?"

"I can't bear to let you die. ”

"I'm the walking dead," Wan'er said, "I'm better off dead." ”

"Sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self - you have made great contributions to the Cloud Yin Sect, and future generations will not forget it. After the revival of this sect, it will also compensate you well. ”

"It's a pity," Wan'er sneered, "The Cloud Yin Sect is also going to die." ”

She told the news she had inquired about in the past two days.

Sludge's face contorted, and he let out a low roar of anger and resentment.

After a long time, the sludge finally calmed down and said:

"They'll remember what I've done for the Terrans—"

"Cultivate a few rebellious courtyard masters and disciples, and acquiesce in the business of the Demon Horn," Wan'er said, "Or—cultivate evil skills and collect beautiful furnace tripods everywhere?"

"You hate me......" Sludge said, "why don't you kill me - it's easy now." ”

Wan'er didn't answer, and looked up at the tombstone of the fallen disciple of the Yunyin Sect.

She read softly:

"This burial is the four hundred and thirteen brave martyrs of the Yunyin Sect...... He attacked Kaze and forgot to die on the battlefield...... For thousands of generations, give everything. His death has no hatred or regret, his life is immortal, and he will live forever......"

"It's funny...... The people who sacrificed their lives and fought bravely to kill the enemy ended up like this. ”

Then he read: "Life is a hard journey, and we still need to carry the burden forward, and it is endless, and you will no longer be miserable—"

"Yes, life is a hard journey, endless...... Endless ......"

"And thou, thou art no more," she said, "who shall I hate after thou shalt be gone......? I want to see you live like this, it's better to live than to die, it's more fun......"

The sludge didn't show the slightest hint of fear, "This is what I deserve." ”

It paused, and then said, "You go to see Wei Bu'er in the next two days, he may have a way to help this sect escape the sea of suffering." ”

"I don't. ”

Sludge looked at her with a kind gaze.

She jerked to her feet and stepped into the sludge,

"I don't want to see him, and I don't dare to see him!"

She trampled her sludge face to shreds, "Every time I see him, I have to think of my mistakes, my ugliness and dirtiness." Every time I see him, it is God's torture of my soul and conscience, and it is the ridicule of Dao Ancestor to me!"

"He's getting better and better, and I'm getting worse and worse......"

She burst into tears - she had a chance to live well, and God gave her a chance, but she just pushed herself into the abyss,

"You always have to force me to see him, why are you so cruel......"

"Then you say," said Sludge, "why did I make myself look like this inhuman and ghost?"

Wan'er didn't say a word, trembling all over.

Sludge said: "The ancient city is about to be opened, and I have a way to get the fragments." Don't you want to go to the ancient city? There is a way to break through the mental barrier, and your cultivation will not be trapped here. After you come out of the ancient city, you will practice hard, and when you cultivate to a higher level than Wei Buer, won't he still look up to you?"

When Wan'er heard "look up to you", she was shocked. Gradually calmed down. After a long time, he nodded.

......

In the woods not far from the cemetery, a huge tree with lush foliage stretches its body in the breeze.

In the center of the trunk, a piece of bark suddenly twisted. Soon, an old face appeared on a piece of bark.

It looked in the direction of the city of Kaze—it was time to come, it was finally coming.

Its afterglow glanced at a thick branch on the trunk. The branch moved in front of him, and a leaf took the shape of a palm, and in the center of the palm held a mottled fragment of color.

The old face showed a down-to-earth look. A little, blending into the tree again.

......

In the same woods. Huo Hu rode a white tiger and escaped in mid-air.

The soles of the feet were the severed corpses of two monks, all dressed in the uniforms of Chang Yuanzong's law enforcement team.

He jumped down from the white tiger and rummaged through the two bodies, as well as the storage bag, but still did not find what he was looking for.

Finally, he drove a fire and burned the two to ashes. He rode a white tiger and disappeared into the depths of the jungle......

......

More than 100 miles west of Kaze City, in a barren beach, Gu Yousheng's face was pale, and he handed a piece of fragments to the hands of the years.

"Dazun, Gu Yousheng is fortunate not to be dishonored!"

The years have taken over the pieces.

Gu Yousheng's ears sounded with a cold mechanical voice: "Complete the Kaze Ancient City and the Blood Sacrifice - Blood Sacrifice Clansman's Skin Fragment Side Quest, the task completion rate is 60%, and the task reward points are 10......"

He was overjoyed and forced himself to suppress it. The main quest of the ancient city is about to start, and he plans to exchange all the mission points he has for items and abilities that can improve his combat power - after all, 100 mission points will be deducted if the mission fails, and he will not care about the points that are exempted from obliteration anyway, it is better to stud and gamble all the chips for his fate.

"Wei Bu'er is also going to the ancient city?" asked the years.

"The subordinates think, probably the resurrection legend of the ancient city......"

The years turned their backs to Gu Yousheng, and the prophecy sounded in his ears-

"Their last hope will be destroyed at the hands of a pair of interracial lovers and a half-breed......"

She was silent for a long time, and then suddenly flew away.

Gu Yousheng hurriedly followed, "Where are we going?"

The years looked at Kaze City and snorted coldly, "Find someone's trouble." ”