Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 228 The dumb little girl
"Do you really want to alarm the ancestor with this matter?" The woman asked in surprise, "The ancestor has not been out of seclusion for a hundred years, so why not disturb him like this?"

The strong man said in a deep voice: "If you don't even report such a thing to the ancestor, then what else is worth reporting?"

His eyes fell firmly on the little girl in Chu Tianming's arms.

……

Chu Tianming walked in the black mud building, step by step, walking slowly and leisurely.

He smelled the smell in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have returned to that dark and turbulent era.

Hei Ni Zhu, he had been here once, and only once. The reason he came then was because of the tiger spirit...

Thinking back to the first rebellion of the Black Stone Sea... The wilderness was dark and the sky was dark. Countless monks bravely marched into the wilderness, and many monks even entered the Black Stone Sea.

Tiger soul is one of them.

At that time, Hu Po was a young and talented monk. He had not known Xiao Yao until they were on the Starry Sky Ancient Road. Later, just because of this friendship, he went from the wilderness to the Black Stone Sea alone.

The sky was filled with darkness, and there was a boundless bloody battle. The tiger soul became more and more courageous as he fought until he was exhausted.

Chu Tianming discovered this young man with a passion for fighting, and extended an invitation to him before entering the Black Stone Sea.

"Tiger soul, do you want to follow me, enter the black stone sea, kill him and turn the world upside down?"

The young Hu Po was ready to fight to the death, but when he was exhausted, he met Chu Tianming. Chu Tianming waved his sleeves, and the boundless darkness suddenly collapsed, and all the ghosts and nightmares were annihilated.

He was shocked by the powerful cultivation of this young man in white who suddenly appeared. He saw the Holy Lord Long Lan, the Calligrapher Lanting beside Chu Tianming, as well as the iconic ape, dog, rabbit and chicken...

He suddenly understood that the young man in white in front of him was the "Master Tianming" known as the Imperial Master in white, and he also understood what such an invitation meant.

But he looked at the disaster and darkness in the wilderness behind him, gritted his teeth, refused Chu Tianming's invitation, and said categorically: "Sir, in the wilderness today, evil spirits are rampant, and all living beings are in ruins. With my cultivation, even if I join I'm afraid that Young Master's team can only play a very small role, so it's better to stay here. If you can resist, it's your share, and if you can do your part, it's your own! The human race in the wilderness needs me more than Young Master!"

Hu Po's words were spoken without any pretense. His expression was sincere and his blood was surging. From his blazing eyes, Chu Tianming could see the real blood burning in his chest.

"Darkness is coming. It is a blessing to have people like you in the wilderness." Chu Tianming said happily, and then he waved his sleeves, and a battle flag flew out and fell into Hu Po's hands.

"There are 81 ancient cities on the edge of the Black Stone Sea. Are you willing to hold this flag, settle in Black Ni Zhu, and become the guard of Black Ni Zhu?" Chu Tianming asked.

Hu Po knelt down on one knee, put the battle flag on his shoulder, and said passionately: "I am here in the city! I, Hu Po, are willing to go to the Black Mud Building and defend to the end, waiting for the good news of the young master's triumph!"

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Chu Tianming never expected that the Tiger Soul would last for tens of thousands of years. Even a strong person at the level of the Holy Emperor would hardly have such a long lifespan with a glance of ten thousand years.

What's more, what kind of monk can have such an original intention that will last for thousands of years?

Even Chu Tianming was amazed by Hu Po's spirit.

Chu Tianming walked around the black mud building. In the black mud building, every stone slab was full of traces of the baptism of war. Every surviving mud-roof house had scars from knives and axes. On the ancient city wall, It is full of shocking claw marks and traces of collisions between ghosts and nightmares...

How could this black mud building resist the erosion of ghosts and nightmares with only such an ancient city wall in the age of darkness?
In a daze, Chu Tianming seemed to see the figure carrying the battle flag in the long river of history. He stood on the ancient city wall, waving the battle flag, crushing countless ghosts and nightmares, fell down and stood up again, He stood up and fell down again. He had endless blood and a will that could not be knocked down.

He is the last line of defense in the wilderness, an unknown hero buried in the darkness.His name is Hu Po, and he is the guard of the Black Nid Building. He has been guarding the Black Nid Building for more than [-] years just because of his original intention!
"Tiger Soul, Tiger Soul..." Chu Tianming sighed.

While walking, the little girl woke up.

She opened her eyes, and they were empty, like a puppet.She was still hanging on Chu Tianming's body like a koala, with no intention of coming down.

"Are you awake?" Chu Tianming looked down at her.

She looked up blankly, and when she saw Chu Tianming, her eyes were a little confused, but she didn't speak.

"What's your name?" Chu Tianming asked again.

The little girl looked at Chu Tianming dullly, still saying nothing.

"Forgot?" Chu Tianming asked again, "Or?"

The little girl remained unmoved and just stared at him blankly.

Chu Tianming frowned slightly, a look of chaos appeared in his eyes, looking through the little girl's heart.

The next moment, Chu Tianming was startled.

"Only a ray of soul is left? It's really rare."

Theoretically speaking, the soul of a monk can be split, but it has not been split for a long time. Like the soul marks of Lord Heavenly Sword and Lord Dao Lei before, it is just a simple way to use the soul.

Split a ray of soul, and then refine it into a soul mark, allowing it to be controlled within a certain range of the main body.

But this ray of soul of the little girl is as dim as a ghost fire. It is obviously the soul of duckweed, without the main body. Most of such souls are caused by leaving the main body for too long, and rarely before the death of the main body. It is differentiated, because if it is the latter, the main body falls and the soul turns into a residual soul. Once it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, it is very likely to turn into an obsession body.

But this little girl is a very pure human being, at least... she seems to be.

"Fortunately, you met me... If it were anyone else, I really wouldn't have been able to get you to speak." Chu Tianming said with a smile. After some exploration, he concluded that the internal organs in the little girl's body were not lodged with dirty things. Then he raised his palm and tapped lightly between her eyebrows.

When he pointed it out, the image of the black coffin flashed behind him, and at the same time, an ancient inscription sank into the little girl's eyebrows.

The next moment, a faint light appeared in the little girl's empty eyes.

Chu Tianming smiled and asked, "Are you awake?"

The little girl looked at Chu Tianming cutely, her big eyes gradually becoming brighter.

She stared at Chu Tianming's face, as if she wanted to see a lot of things. As she looked, a look of panic suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Fire...darkness...it's him..."

"It's him……"

The little girl's voice was trembling and pitiful. She hugged Chu Tianming tightly and kept shouting in panic with a voice as thin as a mosquito.

(End of this chapter)