I will bury the gods

Chapter 38
Back in time to last night——

The eldest son is recognized as a banished immortal.

On the day he was born, the fortune teller saw a strange astrology, and the perennially dim Xuanwu star was bright because of him.

At that time, the birds kept by the whole Wu family sang together to congratulate the eldest son's birth.

He is regarded as the hope of the witch family.

When he was five years old, he said that he dreamed of an ancient building. It was a building between the mountains and clouds. He had never been there, but all the details could be clearly described.

In his dream, he saw the blue sky covered with Xia Rui's light under his feet, and saw a huge whale-like creature dancing in the sea of ​​clouds.

He dreamed that a little maid was sitting in the building, guarding a lamp with an unfamiliar name on it, but he felt that it was his own name.

The older I get, the clearer this dream becomes.

When he was ten years old, he told Master Yun that he was the reincarnation of a true immortal.

True Immortals are different from the Immortal Realm after Ningwan. True Immortals are a kind of status. They are the reincarnation of gods. Go back to that mountain and worship in that building.

Although he is a true immortal, he will never forget the kindness of the Wu family's upbringing. He promised to lead the Wu family out of this desolate land and truly live in the soil blessed by the holy fire.

At the age of 13, he recited the mantra and made the iron tree bloom.

When he was 14 years old, he dreamed of being in the realm of the gods and paid respects to many deceased immortals one by one.

When he was 15 years old, he even dived into Wuzhu Lake once, and found the front of Shenting by instinct, but it was a pity that Shenting was closed.

……

The older he grows, the more immortal he becomes, like a piece of jade, gradually fading away every trace of blemishes, and finally becoming crystal clear without any stains.

He is more important than everyone in the Wu Family.

Even if he said that he was going to leave after receiving the inheritance from Lord Guardian, no one raised any objections. Although he is young now, everyone feels that even the legendary human-god state is not enough for him. of things.

Immortals relegated to the wilderness, inherited the inheritance of ancient gods, traveled the world, achieved greatness, and returned to the fairy mountains. This is a beautiful story in the eyes of the world.

Therefore, tonight, when the eldest son disobeyed Master Yun and insisted on choosing Xiaohe as his servant, Master Yun also chose to respect him.

In a few years, he'll be able to go further.

But the story of the eldest son came to an abrupt end tonight, and the further future became a fantasy.

In this high-rise building, there is no scent of orchid musk deer, nor the lingering smell of blood. Instead, there are blood everywhere and a corpse.

The body of the eldest son.

He lay flat on the ground, his empty pupils reflected the illusory algae well, and this fairy-like skin seemed to be dusted and lost all its luster.

This is his favorite room, with his favorite painting, favorite piano, and favorite sword, and now they are all smeared with blood and filthy.

He never thought he would die until the sword plunged into his body, through his chest.

Half an hour ago, this new servant girl was supposed to conclude a contract with him, but she slowly drew out her sword after she walked into the building.

The movement of her drawing the sword is very beautiful, like clear water coming out of a rock crevice, like a waterfall cascading into the Milky Way, she seems to have rehearsed countless times for this moment, and the killing intent filled in the scabbard is like a cloud of smoke.

The eldest son didn't take it seriously, he looked at her with a smile, and praised her for her courage, and said that he was willing to play with her and forgive her for her mistakes afterwards.

But the girl's next words made him feel slightly angry:
"I hope you are not too weak."

He has practiced Taoism for nearly twenty years, and these are the most craziest words he has ever heard.

In the first confrontation between sword blades, the eldest son indeed had the absolute upper hand, overwhelming the opponent's sword moves, but in the middle of the battle, the little girl suddenly untied the red rope from her hand.

The red rope seemed to be the seal of her body strength. The moment she untied it, the realm became a beast that escaped from the body. The eldest son vaguely heard the chirping of the sparrow, and saw the entire sky that was pressing down.

The realm gap between them was quickly smoothed out, not only that, but Xiaohe was faintly superior.

The gap between the two people's pure realms is not that big, and the eldest son believes that he can defeat her by virtue of his extraordinary sword skills and the spell given by the fairy in his dream.

But he found that he couldn't make a sound.

In this world, if a spell is created by someone, then this person will become the origin of the spell. Anyone who casts this spell must obtain the permission of the founder. The method of obtaining permission is the spell.

The correct incantation must be spoken audibly for the spell to work.

For example, the patriarch who is called the root of all dharmas, his physical body has long since disappeared, but his soul has become a huge and hazy existence, recording thousands of dharmas.

All practitioners of the patriarch's method can establish a connection with the patriarch's spirit thousands of miles away. Sometimes, even if you don't have a little cultivation, as long as you recite the correct mantra, the patriarch's spirit will give birth to a sense, so that Weili made the spell take effect and fell in front of you! *
Therefore, many ascetics seek to create spells by themselves, making themselves the origin of a brand-new spell, so that there is no need to ask outsiders.

In short, casting a spell requires a voice, even a strong inner voice.

But he discovered that the other party had the ability to silence all voices, and he couldn't even convey his own body through his heart!

The spell fails, and the fight of life and death is between swords.

All his sword skills have been cracked.

For today, she did not know how many times she practiced, and she is so proficient that it makes people feel distressed.

The eldest son was really distressed because the sword pierced his heart.

He fell fast.

In the end, he was nailed to the wall with a sword, and his soul decayed.

"This is... why?"

The eldest son looked at the sword that pierced his heart, and said his last words.

Although he always said that there are unpredictable things, he always felt that even if he died, he would die in the battle with dragon corpses or evil gods in the future, or in the battle for the Dao of the real immortals, and he would never be a witch.

This is the birdcage he finally walked out of, but he was crucified here before he could fully develop his wings.The birdcage became his coffin.

He never thought that the person who killed him was his sister.

……

The eldest son is dead.

All the doors of this building were opened, and everyone was welcome to enter. More and more people gathered, and almost all the big names and surnames of the entire Wu family came.

When they heard the news, they thought it was just a joke of the eldest son, or it was a divine art such as self-cutting the body and nirvana, so when they first saw the corpse, they always thought that he would get up and reveal a fairy like a smile.

But nothing happened.

The body drained the last of its temperature and was completely cold.

Everyone in the Wu family surrounded the corpse, and after confirming that it was not a joke, they tremblingly turned their gazes to the murderer.

The murderer was sitting on the edge of the window, her body was perfectly outlined in a tight black dress, her slender legs were resting on an expensive wooden chair, the window was half open, she leaned against the window and looked at the dawn outside, her face There is no joy, but a lack of interest.

After seeing her, many people lost their minds and even stopped looking at the dead body on the ground.

No one has ever seen this stunning girl with snow hair and black clothes, she seemed to appear out of thin air.

"You killed the eldest son?"

"Who are you? What's your grudge against the Wu family?"

"The eldest son is the reincarnation of a fairy, even if the Wu family can't do anything to you, the fairy mountain behind him will not let you go!"

"Where is the son's servant? Where did he go?"

"Go and invite Master Yun!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, the crowd became a mess.

The girl ignored their yelling, and they didn't dare to approach her anyway.

There were thumping footsteps on the stairs, and the third lady of the Wu family came. She squeezed through the crowd and almost threw herself on the eldest son's body. She was stunned for a long time, and finally burst into tears.

She looked at the snow-haired girl sitting on the window, and concluded that she must have killed her brother in a sneak attack, so she didn't care about anything, just rushed over madly.

The girl twisted her feet, kicked the chair flying, and hit the third lady. The third lady subconsciously blocked it with her arms. When the chair was blocked, the girl with slender hair like snow appeared in front of her, and she was hit by a knee. Grabbed the third lady's lower abdomen, then turned around and went around behind her, knocking her to the ground with a palm knife.

She stepped on Miss San's back and pulled her up by her long hair.

"I heard that a string of your qin is broken?" the girl asked faintly.

Yun Zhenren went to tune the piano for her. Such a trivial matter almost killed all of them.

The third lady was pulled up by her hair, and her face was forced to face her. When had she ever encountered such a thing when she was pampered, she wanted to use her true energy, but her body was crushed to death by the other party.

She stared wide-eyed, forced herself to maintain a trace of dignity, and asked through gritted teeth: "You, who are you...?"

Ji Luoyang also squeezed out from the crowd, and when he saw the snow-haired girl in black, he was also shocked in place.

Although he doesn't recognize this face, but he recognizes this clothes...

"you……"

Ji Luoyang opened his mouth, he looked at the corpse of the Banished Immortal on the ground, his pupils also shrank, and he was frightened.

"Ji Luoyang! What are you standing there for? Kill, kill her!" Miss San shouted.

Ji Luoyang is Miss San's servant, so he came with her, but he didn't expect that it would be like this.

The ordinary young girl who usually looked at her was so charming at the moment. The third young lady who was barely pretty was eclipsed in front of her, as dull as the corpse on the ground.

Snapped!
The girl slapped her across the face, causing Miss San to tilt her head and leaving a bright red slap mark on her face.

Her head buzzed, and she began to regret that her brain rushed up, why didn't the other members of the Wu family come up, everyone worked together to subdue this witch, they dared to watch themselves suffer humiliation from behind, they...

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The girl slapped three times in a row, causing blood to ooze from the corners of Miss San's lips, and the jewels, hairpins and jade crowns fell all over the floor.

She was still fondling the piano gracefully in the room before, and even asked Ji Luoyang with a joke if she hated herself. Of course, Ji Luoyang only dared to say no, but she smiled and said that you slaves would not dare either.

But she didn't expect that the retribution would come so soon.

She believed that Master Yun and Patriarch would come soon, so she forcibly endured the pain, and was ashamed to say begging for mercy in front of everyone.

The girl slapped her hands indifferently, dragged her hair to the eldest son's piano, smashed her forehead on the piano, and cut off the strings with her fingernails to wrap them around her neck.

"You like this very much?" said the girl, "Then I will use it to send my sister on the road."

elder sister?

She has no time to think about the meaning of this title...

Third Miss realized that she was really going to kill herself, she couldn't bear it anymore, and began to beg for mercy and admit her mistake.

Ji Luoyang also yelled 'No', striding up to stop her.

In the end, it was Yun Zhenren who suddenly appeared and prevented the death from happening.

"So it was you, so you didn't die."

Master Yun looked at her for a long time, finally figured out what had happened, and sighed, "I still misjudged you after all."

"Yeah, I didn't die. You all thought she ate me back then, but she didn't. Not only did she not, she also took me away from the Wu family and went to the mountains to raise me up."

All the gratitude and hatred in Xiaohe's words turned into a calm smile at this moment.

"You fooled me." Yun Zhenren said.

"It was Cai Huanyu who tricked you."

Xiaohe took out a colorful feather, put it to her lips and blew gently, "This is my aunt's birth feather, it conceals my true face and my blood, if it weren't for this, the little white you carried that day Sparrow, after seeing me, I’m afraid that the liver and gallbladder will shatter and die.”

Master Yun was silent for a moment, and then his face changed: "You got the inheritance of the White Phoenix?!"

"Yeah, isn't this what you've been looking for?" Xiaohe said, "Now that it's returned to the Wu family, are you... not satisfied?"

"How could she be willing to give this to you?" Master Yun sighed.

"You killed her daughter..." Xiaohe said sadly, "If my aunt doesn't give it to me, who else can I give it to..."

Listening to their conversation, most of the people were confused and couldn't figure it out, but some people quickly remembered the turmoil 14 years ago.

It was a night of heavy rain, and the beautiful concubine of Xinna, the head of the family, gave birth to a baby. The baby caused a sensation in the Wu family because she was redundant.

The Wu family has stayed here for 300 years just for the inheritance of the gods. The quota for inheritance is full. This baby will destroy everything, and may even bring bloody storms to the family.

While everyone was arguing about how to deal with her, whoever released the demon sparrow next to the Patriarch's throne, it was a terrifying sparrow that the Witch family had spent decades capturing!

It regained its freedom, flew out of the cage, snatched the owner's life beads and the newborn baby, and flew away in the rainstorm and lightning.

When watching the blackbird fly away, many people did not realize that this would become the source of all disasters in the future.

She is that baby.

She was supposed to be the fourth young lady of the Wu family, and she should have died on a rainy night.

But in the end, she walked out of this rainy night, so the nightmare of the rainy night was returned to the Wu family.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky was cracking, and the rainwater gathered into a stream, washing the ground crazily.

"Is Master Yun going to kill me?" Xiao He looked at him and asked.

Master Yun held his hands behind his back, and there was a faint killing intent floating on his body, so he didn't speak.

"He's dead, there are still three god inheritors, and there are still three god servants. It's just right, nothing has changed, and even... this may be the secret arrangement of the guarding god." Xiaohe smiled. He said, "Is the real person not satisfied with this result?"

Xiaohe looked at the rain outside the window and said: "The Wu family has always had a tradition of killing people to succeed to the throne. I killed the eldest son. From then on, I should be the eldest lady of the Wu family. By the way, my name is not Xiaohe. , My real name is - Wu Youhe."

She took back her last name.

Thunder and lightning split the sky.

Master Yun closed his left eye, killing the dragon corpse had consumed a lot of energy, and now he was even more exhausted beyond words.

What Wu Youhe said is right, everything can go on, and there are no extra people...

The Eldest Young Master is the reincarnation of a true immortal, so all these karma will be borne by someone, so what does it have to do with him?

"Where's your aunt? Is she here?"

This is Yun Zhenren's last question.

What answered him was a cry, a cry sharper than lightning.

"The real person has actually met aunt a long time ago." Xiaohe said.

Master Yun looked out the window.

In the thunderstorm sky, a black bird circled high.

In the sky of Wuzhu Lake, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe were sitting on the edge of the cliff, and they could see flocks of blackbirds flying on the lake every day, and it was among them.

On the roof ridge of the ancient courtyard, Lin Shouxi once looked at it; on the ancient tree of Shayaoyuan, it stood together with the colorful feather sparrow, very inconspicuous; Zhongfei Yuan disappeared under the moon...

Now, this familiar black bird flew over the Wu family.

Master Yun's expression changed.

The black bird shuttled through the thunderstorm, glanced at him proudly, and flew in a certain direction.

"That's..." Master Yun's face changed again, "Patriarch!"

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* (This patriarch can be understood as a server, you connect to the server, send instructions, and the server gives you feedback)
　Only this chapter today qwq
　　
　
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