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Duanmu Rong looked at the mountain of bone corpses in front of her in a daze, and subconsciously sighed softly, her little hands were a little cold, and her voice was also a little trembling, she had never had the slightest good feeling and sympathy for the Demon Sect, but what she saw all the way today was that even she couldn't bear to think about the despair of the Demon Sect back then. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu Chen looked at the hill made of white skeleton corpses, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't know why Xuanwei wanted to destroy the Demon Sect back then. ”

As he spoke, his eyes flickered.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the depths of that White Bone Mountain.

"Many times in the world, there are many things that don't need a reason, and they don't need a reason, because those reasons and reasons, if you think about it from another angle, are often delusional. There are countless explanations now given as to why he did it back then, but the truth is that he came that year and did it. ”

This room originally only had a silent mountain of white backbone corpses, silent stone walls and sword marks, and it was quiet as if it was not in the world, so although the voice that suddenly sounded was weak, it was very clear.

This voice was very slight, very weak, revealing the meaning of peace in the strands, but in the ears of Xu Chen and Duanmu Rong, it was not only clear, but more like a thunderbolt, and this naturally had nothing to do with the quiet environment.

The valley has disappeared into the depths of the Reckless Heavenly Abandonment Mountain Range for decades, the holy lake has not appeared in the world for decades, and the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall has also been isolated from the world for decades, in the world's cognitive speculation, this place has long been a ruin, there can be no life, the same is true of what the two of them saw, only the white bone sword marks were lonely, where could you think that there are still people alive here!

Xu Chen was shocked and speechless, pulled Duanmu Rong behind him as fast as he could, and then took his bow and arrows, and used his most powerful weapon to aim at the hill made of white backbone corpses.

Looking closely, he found that there was a person in the hill where the white bones were piled up.

The man was very old, so old that his hair had long since fallen and his teeth had gone, and only two extremely long white eyebrows fluttered on his face, which were about to hang down to his shriveled chest, and he was wearing a very old monk's robe, which had long been tattered and hung in front of him like eyebrows.

That person is very thin, so thin that his chest and abdomen are collapsed, his limbs are as thin as firewood, there is no muscle and fat on his body, and there is a thin layer of skin wrapped around his craggy bones, especially the deep-seated eye sockets look like two black holes, which are extremely terrifying, but the eyes revealed in the partial eye sockets are so compassionate and warm.

Except for those thin and tight skin that had lost its elastic luster, this old monk was no different from the white skeleton corpse around him, so it was difficult for him to be found sitting in the pile of white bones.

Two very thin iron chains passed through the old monk's drum-like abdomen, and the other end was nailed to the hard wall behind him, and the blood of decades ago had long since turned black and smeared on the wisps of monk's robes.

This picture is very weird, and the old monk in the picture is very scary.

Xu Chen's fingers trembled slightly, and he almost let go of the bowstring and shot an arrow over, Duanmu Rong covered his lips tightly, and almost screamed in surprise - if it weren't for the compassionate and warm gaze of this thin and terrifying old monk.

"Who are you?"

Xu Chen held the jade sword tightly and asked nervously at the old monk in the White Bone Mountain.

This is the entrance of the Demon Sect, which has been isolated from the world for decades, and it is really incomprehensible that such an old monk suddenly appeared, this old monk is still alive like this, and it is beyond the scope of normal people's thinking. And anything that is beyond common sense and incomprehensible generally contains great danger.

"Who am I?"

The old monk slowly raised his head, and the iron chain through his abdomen clanked, probably driving the pain in his body, and a trace of pain appeared on his thin ghost-like bone face, and his eyes were still warm in his eyes, but they brought out a bit of reminiscence.

After a long time, a hint of enlightenment suddenly appeared in the old monk's eyes, and the skin at the corners of his lips was as loose as folding paper, revealing an ugly smile, and said, "I am a self-bound person. ”

"I have done a great wrong thing in the past, and I regret it for the rest of my life, so I chained myself to this place, and vowed to spend the rest of my life surpassing these souls, hoping to atone for one or two of them. ”

The iron chain passed through his body, and the old monk's words and subtle movements would make him show a little pain, but his weak voice and eyes were still so calm and compassionate, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Xu Chen looked at the old monk who was as thin as a ghost and angry as a spring breeze, and asked in a daze, "Atonement for what sin?"

The chain tinkle sounded again. The thin old monk smiled at the white skeleton corpse around him, stretched out his finger with difficulty and slowly stroked the edge of the white leg bone in front of him, and said, "Atonement for the sin of murder." ”

"Homicide?"

The old monk looked at him and said calmly: "I entered the Buddha Gate at the age of twenty, and then became a Buddha, thinking that I was compassionate, and I would use the Buddha's light to benefit all sentient beings. ”

Xu Chen understood this passage, but he didn't understand this passage, the mouth of the Demon Sect Hall was full of white bones and corpses, and the legend should be the soul of the Xuanwei sword, all the way to see the sword marks and the big characters on the wordless tablet, the truth should not be far from the legend, why did this thin old monk say that this was his murder?

"You...... Do you recognize Xuanwei?" he asked.

The old monk looked at the two of them like elders looking at juniors, and asked gently: "You know that madman is Xuanwei, then I know who you are, so who is this little girl?"

Xu Chen and Duanmu Rong sensed each other's kindness and trust, and even had a warm feeling of being spoiled, and subconsciously reported their identities.

The old monk said softly: "I thought that I would spend this life in the long day of Atonement, and I would never see anyone again, and I didn't expect to see the old man again, so in this way, can it be said that the mouth of the Demon Sect Hall is open?"

Then he looked at Xu Chen and said puzzledly: "You are Lu Yin's apprentice, I see that you should have just broken through the realm and entered the sixth realm ten days ago, how could the realm be so low?"

Immediately afterwards, the old monk looked at Duanmu Rong and smiled with emotion and said: "Dry Bone Mountain, the mountain does not hear the morning drum and twilight bell, I don't know the years are passing, I feel that I just slept for a while, he actually has a successor." ”

Xu Chen knew that he was the worst person in the world in the history of the academy, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed when he was pointed out by the other party, but thinking that this old monk had been sitting at the entrance of the Demon Sect for decades, calling Xuan Wei a madman must be a high-ranking outsider, and he was embarrassed to jump up and scold.

It's just that who is this thin old monk?

The elder is tall, always worthy of respect, this old monk sat on the bone mountain and said that he had atoned for his sins for decades, Xu Chen collected the jade sword behind him, but he did not step forward, looking at the thin old monk from a distance of more than ten zhang, and said with a respectful expression: "The entrance of the Demon Sect Hall is open in response to the time of the day, but I don't know why the predecessors want to say that the bones all over the ground are your sins?"

The old monk laughed weakly twice and said, "This is naturally a rather complicated story. ”

Whenever there is an adventure in the valley and encounters a strange person, he will always hear a wonderful story from a long time ago, perhaps because he has a prediction in his heart, Xu Chen's reaction is very calm, and he said softly: "Please also ask the seniors to teach you." ”

The old monk was silent for a moment, and then leisurely recalled: "Back then, that madman walked the world and wore an ordinary green steel sword at his waist, and no one in the world dared to beat him. At that time, the power of the Demon Sect was still strong, arrogant, bloodthirsty, and I don't know how many innocent people were brutally killed by the people of the Demon Sect, and the encounter between the two was naturally a storm. ”

"That storm was extremely bloody and huge, and the powerhouses of the Demon Sect that were rampant in the Central Plains died under the sword of that madman, and they also took this opportunity to eradicate the forces of the Demon Sect. ”

"That madman, this person stood in the peak of the wind and rain, and there was no awe in his eyes, and the Demon Sect was forced to suffer by the wind and rain, so he figured out a way to set up a game to provoke a war between the two sides. ”

The old monk was as thin as a ghost, and when the bloody and bloody events of the year came slowly, his tone and expression were like a spring breeze, and the cruel pictures in the past were omitted in just a few words.

Xu Chen helped Duanmu Rong to sit down against the wall, looked at the old monk of White Bone Mountain, thought about the long-term story told by the other party, and said after a moment of silence: "The method of blame has always been classified as crude and clumsy. ”

The old monk pulled the corners of his drooping lips, smiled with difficulty, looked at him with warm eyes, and said with emotion: "The Demon Sect outside has been extinguished, even if there are remnants, I am afraid that it will be like a mouse crossing the street, so a child like you probably doesn't know what the Demon Sect looked like back then and what kind of terrifying power it had." ”

The old monk's eyes like withered leaves slowly drooped, as if recalling the arrogance of the Demon Sect back then, which was a damage to his old and calm state of mind, and then he continued to say in harmony: "The Demon Sect Gong is a technique of stealing the sky, and the human body that practices the Demon Gong is healthy and long-lived, and there is no fluctuation of telekinesis, which is enough to avoid the prying eyes of the cultivators. ”

The old monk slowly raised his head, looked at him calmly and said, "If it weren't for the jealousy of the book, once the Demon Sect was fully launched, it would be enough to change the dynasty. They dare not act against the heavens, but if they want to weave a conspiracy, how can they leave any flaws? Then no one will not believe it. ”

Xu Chen frowned and asked, "As far as I know, wasn't it Jie Chenzi who really destroyed the Demon Sect back then, and what does it have to do with Xuanwei?"

The old monk sighed, his sigh was full of compassion: "What you see may not be true, you must understand." ”

Hearing this, Xu Chen's mood suddenly tightened, and occasionally when he met him, he would teach a lesson in his ears, who died back then?

Since the Demon Sect did not hesitate to weave such a conspiracy at such a big price, it naturally knew very well who to kill would make Xuanwei so crazy that he would go straight to the peak desperately. ”

Xu Chen looked at the thin old monk in the bone mountain, and asked suspiciously, "What is wrong with the arrangement of the Demon Sect?"

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then laughed, and there was a very complicated meaning hidden in the old ugly smile, some emotion, some shock, some bitterness, and some pride.

It's a very simple narrative, it's a very simple story, but it's a shocking past that has been annihilated in the dust of history, the simpler it is, the more terrifying it is, after decades, only this old monk who is as thin as a ghost, and the endless bones that fill the main hall of the Demon Sect, can still prove what happened here back then.

But Xu Chen was not calm when he listened, at least not in his heart.

Xu Chen looked at the old monk's sunken eyes: "Then why do you want to atone for your sins, what does this matter have to do with you?"

The old monk raised his arms like thin branches, the monk's clothes on his arms were ragged, his fingers were slightly opened and knotted with a handprint, and the bones under the skin of the ten fingers were terrifyingly visible, like a pair of bony hands poking out of the underworld, but the handprints of the bone hands lightly released a warm breath that made people feel quiet, and the mercy was like two white lotus flowers descending from the sky.

The breath between the white lotus handprints of the bone hand was extremely powerful and pure condensation, but there was no lethality at all, and as the breath gradually released, the surface of the white bone corpse around the old monk suddenly gave birth to a layer of extremely warm luster, as if it was about to come back to life.

Xu Chen stared at the two pairs of bone hands in front of the old monk's abdomen, feeling the breath, shocked and speechless-the strength realm displayed by the old monk was too high and unfathomable, and it was the most powerful he had ever seen in his life.