Immortals, don't watch dramas

1939 Intersection

The abutment that the voice said was not far away.It took them less than half an hour to reach their destination.

I saw it from a long distance, standing on a high cliff, lonely, like a lone boat in the vast ocean, revealing a trace of loneliness.

The shape of the abutment is simple and grand, and they couldn't see it all from the angle they looked up at. They could only see the carved pillars erected around it, reaching into the sky, and they didn't know if it was for decoration or had any special effect.

And from the abutment at the top, there are long steps hanging down from all sides on the four sides, falling to the ground.There are so many steps that they can't be counted at a glance. If she doesn't use her spiritual power to walk up, she will probably be exhausted.

The voice came suddenly, and disappeared after only a few guidances. It seemed that they had completely let go of their hands and asked everyone to run automatically.

In fact, it didn't tell everyone where the central abutment was, but in the end everyone touched it by coincidence and found this place accurately.

The criteria for finding it are also very simple, the person holding the Mingzhu can detect it just by getting close to it.As for those without Mingzhu... naturally find the place with the most people, and the center abutment is here, and it is almost impossible to make mistakes if you catch one right.

Soon they found the exact location of the abutment.It went unbelievably smoothly, without any accidents in the middle... Well, this team led by Zhenjun Yuanheng and prepared with hundreds of monks, probably only has the role of bullying others.But no one dared to jump out and challenge their bottom line.

This time she finally returned to her own sect, and the leader was Zhenjun Yuanheng, whom she was very close to. Ning Xia couldn't help but liberate her restrained temper, and naturally spoke more casually.

Looking at the legendary abutment from a distance, Ning Xia hesitated and said, "This altar looks so gloomy, do we really want to go up there?" She originally wanted to talk about the "abutment" in flat tone, but she didn't know Why did it become a raised tone when it reached the edge of the mouth, and then it naturally became an "altar".

She didn't notice it herself, she just felt that something was wrong with the voice change just now, and her brain was still too dull to react.It took a long time to realize, no, what she said just now, it seemed to be saying "altar" or something...

This pronunciation will naturally become very clear when it falls into the mouth of others.

Unexpectedly, the first person to correct him was none other than Zhenjun Yuanheng.

"How did you talk? If it's an altar, then why are we rushing up there? Could it be that we are... sacrificial offerings?" Zhenjun Yuanheng glanced at Ningxia.For some reason, Ning Xia always felt that the other party's tone and tone were a little weird, and quite meaningful.

Only then did she realize that she seemed to have said something wrong by slipping the tongue.That's right, they are the foundation, and everyone came here for the quota of the Immortal Palace, and this foundation is said to be the only entrance.

If it is said to be an altar, wouldn't those who enter it be all sacrificial offerings?Ningxia herself also wanted to go in and have a look, not for the chance, but just to watch the development of the plot on the spot, so it was not in vain.But if it is a sacrifice, it will still be exempted...

Really, the more she said the more outrageous, she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.

Suddenly, Ning Xia glanced at the direction of the abutment again, and felt his heart skip a beat.

Not to mention, even though she made a slip of the tongue, the more she looked at her, the more she looked like her.That place is more like an altar than an abutment. Could this altar be an altar before?

Thinking of this, Ningxia felt that the surrounding area was getting colder and colder, and there seemed to be an increasingly uncomfortable feeling in the air.windy——

"Imagination is too good." A voice interrupted Ning Xia's thoughts, and the other party seemed a little helpless: "He has already formed an alchemy. How can you still be so impatient? How many years have you been practicing, can it be Still afraid of those illusory things?"

"...It's nothing, I just can't help but recall some bad memories when I saw this." Ning Xia's voice was a little dry, and his voice was surprisingly far away.

Ningxia had seen the altar before and was very impressed.A few years ago, she was lucky enough to enter Fuyun Island to practice. The place is not big, but there are many things to do.And during those days, she was always surrounded by mist, and even everything and people were covered with a layer of mist.

She thought that the sword slave was already the most bottomless and bizarre thing she had seen there.Later, after she accidentally lost her friend, she was involved in the conspiracy again, and Ning Xia once again felt that not everything in this world has a bottom line.

That was the first time she had seen so many people die before her eyes.Also this time, she remembered the real smell of blood so clearly.

On that day, what caught her eyes was not only the sword cry that was enough to be engraved into her soul and unforgettable forever, but also those broken souls that mourned in agony, and the great sacrifice array that seemed to be eternally lacquered with blood.

Those people who were so alive a moment ago were instantly destroyed by the power of the big formation, leaving no traces left in this world...

These bloody memories did not pass away with time or gradually faded under the wash of the torrent of time, but became part of the memories engraved deep in her mind.

If she didn't think about it, it was just a memory that lay peacefully in the back of her mind.However, once stimulated, the changes will quickly emerge and quickly occupy part of her rational thinking.

True Monarch Yuanheng in Ningxia naturally noticed the abnormality.He was a little concerned... Does this guy know that when he said "nothing", there seemed to be "big problem" written on the right side of his face, and he was trying to fool someone.

What is it?Zhenjun Yuanheng frowned, as if directly prying open a hard clam shell, asking someone to confess directly.

Unexpectedly, it involves a group of people who have already made a disguise.They were also looking in the direction of the abutment, their gazes were somewhat similar to those of Ning Xia, but there was a big difference.

Ning Xia would think of what happened that day, and so would everyone.And their senses will only be stronger than Ningxia's, because they were the ones who were injured the most in that bloody disaster. Countless brothers and sisters were damaged here, and they would never be able to see the sun on the second day up.

Therefore, Ningxia's eyes are pure fear, disgust and rejection, and her eyes seem to be looking at another very distant image through the abutment.

Greedy wolf mace and everyone is indescribably complicated.Their emotions became more intense, as if they were watching something they hated very much, regret, self-blame, powerlessness... all kinds of emotions intertwined.

At this moment, they and Ning Xia seem to have fallen into a dimension different from this one, traveling through time and space, separated from everyone.

Zhenjun Yuanheng quickly rejected several thoughts in his mind.Could it be something that this child encountered not long ago?
(End of this chapter)