"Students" Conspiracy

Outside the shrine, Yexiu led the whole clan to kneel silently in front of the original statue.

Blood, blood is pooling.There is a huge golden magic circle on the ground, and there is a person sitting at the point where each line intersects.

A drop of blood was cut from each and fell into a strange and mutilated bronze bowl.The entire procedure was carried out in an orderly manner, and no one showed panic.

In the end, Yexiu held the bowl in both hands, raised it above his head, and knelt down to the unmoving statue.

Everyone was looking forward to what would happen. Their eyes were focused on the bronze bowl in Yexiu's hand. However, he was holding it very steadily, but the bowl suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood seeped into the ground and spread out in a strange shape. .

Extreme panic appeared on everyone's faces, and some even started to cry.

Yexiu stood up tremblingly, and looked back at the prostrate and kneeling crowd

Intense movements rumbled from the ground, and the pervasive volcanic ash had begun to diffuse into people's nostrils at some point.

"It is God's will to be buried here together." Yexiu announced to everyone in a low voice.

"What does it mean to be buried here together?" Everyone was silent at the result, only Jing Che asked Yexiu unwillingly, "God wants you to guard the tomb for her while you are alive, and to be buried with her when you die?! "

"Don't be disrespectful to God." Ye Xiu scolded with a bit of fatigue in his brows and eyes.

Jing Che sneered at the corner of his mouth: "What kind of god is this? He stays out of things and is so selfish."

She crossed Yexiu straight to the empty shrine, the statue swayed in the vibration of the whole mountain, the empty eyes remained unchanged, it seemed to be pity, but also seemed to be indifferent.

Jing Che knelt straight towards the statue, her clear and beautiful voice was lost amidst the earth-shattering noise, but her words pierced into people's hearts: "God, your people have guarded you for thousands of years, and you have worked hard without credit. In the face of disaster, why are you so selfish and refuse to open the passage to give them a way out!"

"Since you want to let them be buried here, then I don't need to continue to worship you!"

With the sound of "Boom" accompanied by tremors in the ground, Jing Che raised a small bronze censer, and when Yexiu flew over to stop her, the censer cut an arc in the air, and half of the statue's face was destroyed.

"You--" Yexiu didn't say the following words, but saw a strange and magnificent scene

The crowd was silent.

The blood scattered on the ground formed a continuous blood line winding towards the highest point of the sky, the crowd began to boil, some people wept with joy, and even Yexiu, who was usually as cold as an iceberg, showed a look of joy on his face.

"God is merciful!"

Everyone turned towards the shrine. The woman in front of the statue stood up and faced the wind. Behind her was the broken statue, and the broken paint rustled down.

As the blood color rose, the mountain shook more violently, making a creaking sound.From the center of the densely packed holes on the mountain, there are countless steps stretching out horizontally, leading directly to the ray of sky above ten thousand feet.

"Come on!"

The crowd suddenly exploded, stood up noisily, and climbed up the steps one after another.

At the end of the crowd, Jing Che saw a person.With anxious eyes, he pushed aside the crowd and walked towards her, covered in dust.

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to call.

He naturally embraced her shoulders, as if in a protective posture before, and she heard him heaving a sigh of relief: "When I came out, the magma in the river channel had already started to flow, I almost thought—"

He didn't say the last half of the words, Jing Che felt a little sour in the corners of his eyes, but followed the crowd without saying a word.

After walking in the crowd, she finally asked, "How do you know I'm back?"

"It's Gu Zhan," he paused, "half of his inner alchemy was shattered, and the divine power he had won so hard was taken away by Yuan Ji, and the boundary stone of the mirror was also returned to its original owner."

Baili Fengjian smiled, and said again: "All this is reversed too quickly, like a dream."

Jing Che also pursed his lips and smiled very slightly: "He didn't expect that I would run back desperately—he always looks down on human nature."

"Then why did you come back—because you are also repairing?"

Jing Che had already left her and walked forward.Baili Fengjian shook his head, and watched the grown-up girl from a distance behind him, and now he knew to leave him and move on.

When climbing into the air along the wooden steps extending from the mountain, Jing Che turned his head and looked down. The explosives under the ground had exploded, and a heat wave swept into the air.She saw the thousand-year-old ghost village through the ash that filled the sky, and was instantly submerged in fiery red molten lava.

The scorching heat seemed to make her feel that her hands were also burned. When climbing, her hands and feet were extremely flimsy. At this moment, she suddenly retracted her hands because of a phantom pain. Fall straight down!

The scorching heat seemed to have burned to the back. Jing Che saw the crowd climbing up were getting farther and farther amidst the sound of wind and gray fog. The speed of this fall was like flying, a flight leading to death.

She didn't even have time to think about whether she would die in this flight, her falling tendency was quickly stopped, and a pair of hands grabbed her firmly.

The smog was thick, and it took Jing Che a lot of effort to see that person's face clearly - it was Baili Fengjian.There was also the posture of that person—the whole person was hanging upside down on a wooden step, using his feet as a support, holding her hand in both hands and dangling. If one was not careful, both of them might fall into the sea of ​​fire at the same time.

"Hold on to me." Baili Fengjian's voice was as deep and steady as ever, but it was just for her to show, and she could feel the trembling of their clenched hands.

"Try to put your foot on a board." He guided her calmly.

Jing Che held onto his hand and didn't dare to let go, bit his lip and swung vigorously with his feet, but when he got over his head, he finally brushed past the wooden board, and the person was suspended in mid-air again.Baili Fengjian's body was pulled down by her inertia, almost sank, and the hanging wooden steps made a horrible babbling sound.

"I can't hold it anymore," she said with a tear in her voice, "let go."

"Hurry up." He emphasized again, his brows and eyes were firm and determined.He held Jing Che tightly with the strength of one hand, and with his free hand, he climbed the next wooden step. After he grasped it, he slowly retracted his feet, and his inverted body arched into an arc to straighten up. He lifted Jing Che up and hugged him into his arms.

She buried her face in his chest and refused to leave, she wept silently, as if in such a swallow, he could see her fragility, but the wetness of his clothes betrayed her.

Between the heaven and the earth, she and him who survived the catastrophe stood on a suspended wooden step, regardless of the past love and hatred buried in these years, the master and apprentice hugged tightly, and he comforted him. Looking at her back: "Ache is fine, I will take you out."

When the pair of master and apprentice walked out of the sky, it was already dusk outside, and everyone in the ghost village had gathered here to wait for them for a long time.

The world beyond a ray of sky suddenly becomes clear. This is a cliff as high as ten thousand zhang. Below the cliff is a vast ocean with turbulent waves crashing against the shore. Above the cliff is the setting sun and setting sun that seems to be within reach, spreading a magnificent crimson color on the horizon. .

At first, the crowd seemed to be discussing something clamorously, but when they saw the two people coming out, they suddenly stopped. Yexiu walked through the crowd and knelt down without saying a word.

Jing Che took a step back in shock, trying to help Yexiu up, but found that everyone behind him knelt down towards her.She was speechless in awe of this posture.

Yexiu said, "If it wasn't for Miss Jing Che, our clan would probably be buried under the molten lava today."

The crowd behind him said in unison: "The girl is the savior of my people, please accept our three respects."

Jing Che hurriedly waved his hands, but at this moment he seemed like a girl at a loss, dragging Yexiu to pull her up.

Yexiu stood up and continued: "Since I have come out of the ghost village, I must lead my people to survive on this continent. Miss Jing Che saved my people and is our reborn parent. Please give my family a surname."

Jing Che panicked even more - she was used to accepting insults behind people's backs or terrified looks at her in front of her, and no one had ever treated her with such admiration and respect.

"Yexiu, we are friends, we are regarded as peers, and now I am asked to give a surname, I really cannot bear such a thing."

"You can afford it." Yexiu's eyes were burning.

Jing Che was a little at a loss - she had never faced such a powerful enemy before, but now she faced the respect of others.She has really lost this sense of respect for too long, but she doesn't feel good, instead she feels ashamed—she, a killer who never sees the light of day, actually wants to give a surname to a nation.

She looked up at Baili Fengjian, he probably nodded slightly, and then looked elsewhere.

Jing Che gritted his teeth, pulled a smile, and said, "My original surname was Su, but I changed it just to avoid taboos, so I will give this surname to your clansmen, and I hope you can live and work in peace and contentment in the Eight Desolation Continent in the next thousand years. "

Yexiu's eyebrows and eyes are as magnificent and cold as distant mountains: "I, the Lincang clan, will definitely rise up in this continent, and avenge the catastrophe we encountered today."

"Lincang?" Jing Che called out in surprise.

"It's the first time in thousands of years that we have walked out of the sky, and what we are facing is this vast sea, so after discussing with the tribe, we named it the Lincang tribe."

Lincang, a nation that would be incompatible with their Zhenyi people thousands of years later, was established thousands of years ago under the witness of her and Baili Fengjian.If Jing Che could know at this moment that the struggle between the Zhenyi clan and the Lincang clan that started thousands of years ago was exactly what Yexiu said at this moment, "reporting the catastrophe that happened today", then she would definitely tell Yexiu that it was him. Misunderstood, it was not Yuanji who exploded the volcano and caused the magma to pour back, all of this was done by the demon king.

But at this moment, she was still immersed in the wonder of her surname and forgot about other things—the surname she was forced to change because of the taboo of having the same surname as the Emperor Lincang back then turned out to be the source of the Su surname of the Lincang clan .

That's how fate turns around.