A hundred years of life pass in a hurry.

Everyone is from simple to mature, then to worldly, and even then to treacherous, but in the end it will slowly return to blandness, although it is no longer simple, but it has also seen through a lot and does not care.

In his previous life, Tu Yuan had met many very open-minded old people, probably knowing that there was not much lifespan, so he was more open to people and things, and more old people were kind to others and taught their children and grandchildren, which was to leave the last bit of favor for the family.

Of course, there are also people who grasp it very tightly everywhere because they are old, as if they want to seize the time that passes in front of them, and they want to grasp the passing life.

In his previous life, Tu Yuan was just a student who had just graduated from college, and he had not experienced in the red dust. When he came to this world, facing the treacherous environment of the Yin Soul Valley and this strange world, his heart was actually panicked and chaotic. He tried his best to integrate into this world, but what he had learned and seen in that world for more than 20 years has been deeply imprinted into his bones, and his values and outlook on life have been formed.

So when he was in the Valley of the Shadows, most of the time he was passively accepting and passively bearing, because he didn't know how to resist and didn't have the ability to resist. Although he guessed and pondered in his heart, and knew about some disputes in the Yin Soul Valley, he couldn't participate in them at all, he could only avoid them, and the farther away he was, the better.

When Senior Brother Zhang Mo handed him a flame talisman, he didn't think about whether Zhang Mo had ulterior motives, but what if he thought about it. People take it out to you, whether you want it or not, it's a choice, since you chose to want it, it's because he chose to burn the jade at that time.

Even when he thought about it later, he killed Gao Hu by himself, and later Gao Long's persecution, there was a lot to say, and he even suspected that this qiē was dominated by Qiu Baijie, or a half-truth, if he died, it would be just right, not to expose his secret, if he did not die, he could still implement his plan.

Immortality is a baptism. The current Tu Yuan has changed greatly from the Tu Yuan who just came to this world.

Tu Yuan, who was trapped in this dead city, suddenly thought of the distant Yin Soul Valley, and he didn't know what happened to the Duan family where the Yin Soul Valley belonged to.

Fleeing from the temple, and out of the temple, the old man ceased to come out, and went through the streets, and returned to the house where he had come to the city. When he entered the courtyard, he stopped at the edge of the blood pool, and saw the candle dragon lifting his head to the edge of the blood pool to watch, but he did not climb out.

Approaching step by step, Tu Yuan was very careful, staring at the candle dragon's eyes, for fear that he would suddenly burst out and pounce on him. He suddenly wanted to know what kind of ability the little colonel who wrote a diary who originally lived here was able to open a blood pool at home and raise such a fearful creature.

Do they raise dragons as fish?

Coming to the edge of the blood pool, the candle dragon had already dived into the bottom of the blood pool, but its body could still be seen slowly writhing at the bottom of the pool.

Suddenly, he found that the candle dragon had an iron ring on its tail, and the iron ring was tightly fastened to the bottom of the pool. Only then did he understand why the candle dragon did not leave, not that he did not leave, but that he was locked.

Who locked it? I don't know, is it the little school who wrote the diary? Tu Yuan didn't know. He didn't plan to let it go, neither daring nor wanting to make a difference.

Back in the house, he began to look around the room, and found a study, next to the school's bedroom, there was a door, and if he didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to find.

It's better to say it's not so much a study than a study, and it's better to say that there are more weapons than books, but both books and weapons have decayed.

This reminded Tu Yuan of the bamboo diary on the table.

He didn't go through the diary again, there was a sense of repulsion in his heart, although he felt that the bamboo book should be unique, but he still didn't plan to touch him again.

Flipping through the shelves, plucking the rotten bamboo books. Suddenly, a zygote placed in the corner of the bookshelf appeared in his eyes.

Carefully opened the box, inside was a roll of bamboo books, took it out, heavy hands, opened it, a vertical word on the right, it seemed that it should be the name of this bamboo book, but he found that he couldn't understand it. There is nothing special about the words in the book, although the book is still intact after I don't know how many years. Tu Yuan understood that this was not a spiritual book. Or rather, it is a spiritual book that has lost its spiritual will.

If it is a spiritual book, even if you don't know the word, you will know the meaning of the words in the book in the process of reading. What he copied in the Valley of the Shadows was the Book of Spirits. When a spiritual book is read a lot, the spiritual grammar on it will be almost scattered.

He put the bamboo book into his talisman bag, rummaged for a while, and found nothing of value, only a fist-sized pale gold metal was quite special, and it was also included in the talisman bag.

When he came out of the study, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him. The locked candle dragon was staring at itself in the room with its head held high.

Tu Yuan's back was cold, and an inexplicable chill rose in his heart.

He had the intention to avoid its gaze, but another thought arose in his heart, thinking that I was a cultivator, so how could I be afraid of this. In that world, people who practice martial arts must also practice courage, and when practicing kung fu, they must be able to face the sword without blinking.

And now in this cultivation world, there are a lot of secret methods If they are afraid, then the divine soul will be invaded, and ten percent of the ability will not be able to use three percent.

Moreover, in the previous life, there were some impure views, white bone views, and the like, all of which were methods of practicing the mind and practicing the gods. Now in the middle of the dead city, wrapped in boundless dead silence, there are dead spirits wandering outside, and evil things are watching inside, he came to the courtyard, sat down on the edge of the blood pool in the courtyard, and stared at the candle dragon with a pair of bloody eyes.

Some things such as staring at it, will look very carefully, and then will feel disgusting, and there will be fear, there have been people staring at ants, thinking about a lot of things in their hearts, such as thinking about ants while they are asleep, from their eyes, ears and nose into the body to bite themselves to death, and then I am afraid when I see ants.

It's my own spiritual reason. Tu Yuan sat there staring at the evil dragon in the pool of blood, in this environment, his whole person was like a string tightened. Practitioners pay attention to everything in their hearts, but they are casual, like water, when the autumn moon is cold, when it is quiet, when it is angry, it is angry.

He tried to relax himself.

Sitting there for a long time, he tried to relax, and after a long time, he slowly relaxed, but the fear became even stronger.

In this way, every day at dusk, the drums would sound in the school grounds, and then all the 'people' would be gathered in the school grounds to chant, and the rest of the time, those people would be scattered all over the city.

Time and time again, Tu Yuan found that the dead gray in the eyes of those people was slowly dissolving, and there was a spirit of evil intent, and slowly, some people had blood in their eyes, just like the old man he saw in the temple that day, no longer numb.

With a sudden burst in his heart, Tu Yuan felt that it might be those dead spirits who had really devoured or fused the souls of these people. Now they might just be a different person.

He was also more and more careful, keeping his head down when there were other people, so as not to let people notice him, but fortunately no one in the whole city had spoken until now.

Slowly, among those people, after chanting at the school grounds, they took the initiative to go to the idols in the school grounds to chant the sacrificial nerve texts.

A few times, Tu Yuan secretly went to see Yao Yao, wanting to see what was going on with her, wanting to see her eyes, to see if she had completely fallen, but she had been under the statue seat, she had not moved, and he did not dare to approach.

Every drum beat and chanting is a torment for him, and it is tempering again and again. The first drum beat was like a boat in a storm, but fortunately it survived again and again.

He didn't know when he would not be able to hold it out, because the people in the city were getting more and more evil, and those people were becoming more and more terrible, and he didn't know when he would be recognized. More importantly, he felt that the aura above the statue was getting heavier and heavier.

This environment, this kind of things that may happen, affect him, but every time he goes back, he has to meditate, relax his mind, and slowly, he really no longer fears.

This is not a direct practice like swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, but it is also a cleansing of one's own soul, although this kind of practice is not clear and tangible, but it has a far-reaching impact.

He himself named this method 'Dead City Blood Pool in front of the evil dragon sitting alone', after thinking about it, he felt that this name was too long, in case he accepted a disciple or something in the future, this name was unspeakable, thinking that this way of cultivating the mind was to let himself not be afraid in the great evil place, and to make Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his face, so he changed his name to 'Fearless View'.