Fuji Avenue

Chapter 435
(One)

The tunnel is gloomy, and the fire of magic cannot be dispelled.Lin An's mind couldn't concentrate on the fragment he wanted to find for a while.

"Little brother is a disciple of the Guishan Sect under the command of the master..."

Half of Wu Fan's face was illuminated by the fire, and the other half was dark. He said softly, "Perhaps fellow Taoists have also heard that during the siege battle, almost all the monks from our sect were wiped out..."

Lin An remembered.When the Jiao clan went out of the city to attack the Dawei camp, the Jiangshi camp also rushed to support, and the Guishan sect was at the forefront.

"In the past two days, a few of us have inquired that the Zongmeng seems to have removed the Guishan Zong's clan name because most of the disciples of the clan have died... I just want to ask if Fellow Daoist Lin can... Let the teacher tell you... leave our Zonghao, everything else doesn't matter..."

Lin An was embarrassed by his misunderstanding.

"Hey, how many people do you have?"

"More than 20 people," Wu Fan said, "We originally had more than 500 people here..."

"How many people are there in Zongmen Mountain?"

"more than ten."

"Why are there so few?"——Although the clan alliances have conscripted several times before and after, most of the sects still have at least one-third of the monks left.

"Because our Guishan sect is closer to Ganlong, and the decisive battle of the siege of the city was tight a few days ago, we all recruited here."

"The rest is..."

"Only me at the psychic level," Wu Fan said, "The others are at the door-opening level, and there are some outer disciples who are just getting started... We used to have three uncles at the ground bridge level, but they all died when the horned demon rushed over... ..."

"...There are so few people, and there are no monks at the ground bridge level. According to the regulations of the clan alliance, the third-level spiritual veins can no longer be enjoyed, and there is no need for the Guishan sect to exist. But the descendant camp will not treat you badly... The reward order will come down soon, and I think most of you will be placed in Changyuanzong. In the whole world, how can you compare with Changyuanzong in terms of cultivation resources? I want to congratulate fellow Taoists for their prosperity."

"Fellow Daoist Lin," Wu Fan knelt down suddenly, his face was flushed with gray ashes, "No matter how good Chang Yuanzong is, it's not our home. We don't dare to think about the spirit vein. To preserve the name and foundation of our ancestors. In order to protect us, my master blew himself up and died on the battlefield. When he died, he also told us to carry forward the sect... We were not up to date, but now we are The sect can't keep it anymore, we don't even have the face to die."

Lin An still wanted to shirk, but seeing him begging so hard, he said in a strange way: "Let me give it a try..."

I regretted it on the spot when I said it - if I want to solve the matter of Guishanzong, I must go to Chu Zhi.

He hated Chu Zhi, wished he could eat his flesh and drink his blood, how could he beg him?
Can casual promises count?
Forget about it when you get back.If Wu Fan really came back with a stern face, he would tell him that he had already told Chu Zhi—it still wouldn’t work.

"Come here!"

Wu Fan shouted towards the dark tunnel behind him.

More than a dozen youths with childish looks, sallow and thin faces rushed out from the darkness, and knelt beside Wu Fan.

"Let's thank Fellow Daoist Lin for your kindness!" Wu Fan solemnly kowtowed.

"Thank you, senior, for your great kindness and virtue!" The teenagers kowtowed, and there was a thumping sound on the floor...

Lin An sighed and helped them up one by one.

He thought of Yun Yinzong who made a big mistake.Didn't Li Qingyun risk his life for Yun Yinzong's sake?Fortunately, Yun Yinzong's crime was too great, and he couldn't help it.When the sky fell, there was a big man supporting him, and Wei Buer was the big man. Let him worry about Yun Yinzong's affairs.

But what about Wu Fan?At this point, he also felt extremely embarrassed.

After finishing his family's request, Wu Fan sent away all the young monks, and led Lin An even harder to explore the tunnel.After walking for an unknown distance, they came to a rather spacious underground hall with wall lamps and murals of the Jiao people on the walls.Going back and walking through many corridors, it is nothing more than the same situation.

Lin An was somewhat hopeful.

"I don't know what you are looking for, maybe I have news."

Lin An said: "Have you ever heard of Weixin?"

"Surname Wei? This is rare..."

Lin An sighed, "Let's go back."

"May I ask which sect monk this Weixin is?"

"A monk, who knows—"

Wu Fan stopped walking, "I've seen Buddhist murals here..."

"Take me there!"

Wu Fan didn't dare to be negligent, and led Lin An all the way to a deeper place. Sure enough, at the end of the corridor, behind a wall that had been shaken down, he found a wall full of Buddhist murals.

Lin An controlled the fire to illuminate the murals, and saw that the portraits on the paintings were brightly colored and had different expressions.There are benevolent bodhisattvas, majestic heavenly kings, and strong and brave wrestlers.Looking back, there are dozens of murals with rich and colorful contents, some of which record Buddhist stories, some depict images of gods and Buddhas, some reflect monks' practice, and some depict the scenery of temples...

"It's here!" Naturally, it was impossible for the Jiao tribe to draw such a mural.

He asked Wu Fan to go out.

"That matter," Wu Fan said, "I'm counting on you!" After bowing, he turned around and left.

Lin An looked at his back until he fell into the darkness——Wu Fan had great hopes, but he didn't know that he didn't plan to go to Chu Zhi at all. The hope he held was like the tunnel in front of him, and there was only endless darkness when he walked down.

He hesitated for a while, then looked at the mural on the wall—where would the fragments be hidden?Chi Guang searched carefully for several hours, but couldn't find any clues.

"Is it still necessary to use [Reincarnation Memory]..."

He sat cross-legged on the ground, a little discouraged. [Reincarnation Memory] is a sea-suppressing beast magical power that he gained after entering the psychic realm.This supernatural power is consistent with the Dao of Reincarnation, where you use it, you can see what happened in the same place in the previous life.The effect of supernatural powers is amazing, but every time it is used, it will consume a lot of life energy, so he has long made up his mind that he will never use it lightly-but this time he will make an exception.

"Past life and present life, reincarnation, like a dream..."

The reincarnation Gu in the inner sea flickered, he closed his eyes, and immediately entered the fantasy dream of his previous life.

The deep corridor guards the silence of thousands of years, the murals all over the wall exude a sense of antiquity, and the dim light of the wall lamp in the basement hall plucks the strings of time.

I don't know how long this scene lasted.

"Boom!" The sound of the wall falling.

A flash of fire shot in from the collapsed part of the wall, and a figure walked in through the ruins.Perhaps because he was in a dream, his face was covered with a layer of gray mist and blurred.The figure walked into the underground hall, saw the murals on the wall, and skillfully found one of the murals called "King Sipi Cuts Meat and Saves Pigeons", tore off a piece from the piece of meat that King Sipi put on the balance, and held it in his hand .

Looking at the back of the painting, there are five skin fragments of blood sacrifice clansmen stuck together!

The dream disappeared immediately.He also came to his senses, turned on the firelight, and quickly found the picture of "King Shibi Cutting Meat to Save Pigeons", and carefully removed the piece of meat from the balance.

A black shadow of a cloak suddenly emerged from the corner of the shadow, passing by like the wind, and grabbed the painting in his hand.

"Tear!"

With a crisp sound, the painting was split into two halves.

"court death!"

He threw a third-order top-quality thunderbolt talisman at the cloak with his backhand—Chu Zhi was afraid that he would encounter an accident, so he would give him more means to save his life.

Facing the thunderbolt attack containing [-]% of the power of the monks in the ground bridge realm, the black shadow in the cloak could not avoid it, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

Looking up, it turned out to be a face he knew from before——

"Ancient life?"

"We're in the same family," Gu Yousheng said with a chuckle, "I've left three for you, that's interesting enough." After saying that, the whole person disappeared without a trace...

Lin An searched around, but ran in vain.Looking at the shards in his hand, there were indeed three shards left—he himself never wanted to go to the ancient city to seek death, one shard was enough for Chu Zhi.

As for why Gu Yousheng appeared here—maybe he was the traitor in the previous life, and he was not sure.Lin An was not interested in exploring.

After returning to Chu Zhi's temporary residence, he handed two of the fragments to Chu Zhi and received Chu Zhi's reward.

Before leaving, thinking of Wu Fan's plea, he hesitated for a long time in his heart.

Chu Zhi asked, "Is there something on your mind?"

He just came back to his senses, looked at this face that he hated so much, and waited for a long time before telling Wu Fan about it.

Chu Zhi said: "Seeing your hesitation, I thought it was a big deal. I will remember it."

(three)

In the north of Katse City, in the remote places of Jiangshiying and Daweiying cemeteries.

All the disciples who died in the war had been buried in the ground, and in a few days the priest monks from the clan alliance would come here to preside over the requiem formation.The cemetery at this moment is filled with the silence of the dead.During the period from the burial of all the monks who died in battle to the opening of the Requiem Array, the souls of the dead were allowed to stay in the world for the last time.

As usual, no one will come to the cemetery at this moment.

The sky is gloomy with clouds, the depressions deposited by the rain are volatilizing moisture, the gloomy atmosphere is flowing in the cemetery, and the loneliness and coldness of no one is everywhere.

Wan'er came here like a ghost.She walked to Yun Yinzong's cemetery, and took out a pottery jar that was emitting a stench.He raised the jar with both hands, and a pool of sludge poured down from it, fell to the ground, and spread into a big ball.

The sludge flowed by itself, as if an invisible hand was reaching into the sludge and stirring.

Gradually, a lump in the center of the sludge bulges, twists and wriggles, forming a vague outline.

The invisible force is added to the sludge, making the outline gradually clear.After a while, the face of a sad person appeared.

"People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts,"

Wan'er squatted down and looked at the mud, "You should be happy this time."

The muddy face opened its mouth, much hoarse than before—"I die, Yun Yinzong can live."

"When the disciples die, they die. As long as you are still alive, isn't Yun Yinzong still alive?"

Sludge's face turned slightly to one side, and his eyes turned to this cemetery, to the tombstone not far away, as if he was looking at the name on the tombstone,

"Every disciple is my life. If I die, I will lose my life. Do you think it's better for me to die once, or hundreds of times?"

"what about me?"

"I'm even more reluctant to let you die."

"I am a walking dead," Wan'er said, "I would rather die than live."

"Sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self-you have made a great contribution to the Yunyin Sect, and people will never forget it later. After the revival of the sect, I will also make good compensation to you."

"It's a pity," Wan'er sneered, "Yun Yinzong is about to die."

She then detailed the news she had inquired over the past two days.

Mud's face contorted for a while, and he let out low growls of anger and resentment.

After a long time, the sludge finally calmed down and said:

"They'll remember what I did for the Terran—"

"Cultivate a few rebel masters and disciples, and tacitly allow the disciples to trade in magic horns," Wan'er said, "Or—to cultivate evil skills and collect beautiful furnaces everywhere?"

"You hate me..." Sludge said, "Why don't you kill me—it's easy now."

Wan'er didn't answer, and looked up at the tombstone of Yun Yinzong's disciple who died in battle.

She read softly:
"Three brave martyrs of Yunyin Sect 410 are buried here... They fought against Katse and sacrificed their lives on the battlefield... They gave everything to the human race for generations to come. They died without any regrets or regrets, and their lives are immortal. It will live forever..."

"It's really funny... People who sacrificed their lives to fight the enemy bravely ended up like this."

Then I read: "Life is a bitter journey, and we still have to carry a burden to move forward, which is endless; but you, you will no longer suffer—"

"Yeah, life is a bitter journey, endless... endless..."

"And you, no more suffering," she said, "after you are gone, who should I hate? After you are gone, wouldn't the bitter journey in this world come to an end? This is too cheap for you... ...I want to see you live like this, it will be more fun..."

Sludge didn't show any fear, "This is what I deserved."

It paused, and then said: "You go to see Wei Buer in these two days, he may have a way to help this sect escape the sea of ​​suffering."

"I do not."

Mud looked at her with kind eyes.

She stood up abruptly, stepping on the mud,

"I don't want to see him, and I dare not see him!"

She trampled the muddy face to pieces, "Every time I see him, I will be forced to think of my mistakes, my ugliness and filth. Every time I see him, it is God's blessing on my soul and The torture of conscience is the ridicule of Taoist ancestors!"

"He is getting better and better, but I am getting worse..."

She burst into tears - she had a chance to live well, and God gave her a chance, but she just pushed herself into the abyss,
"You always force me to see him, why are you so cruel..."

"Then tell me," said Sludge, "why did I make myself look so inhuman?"

Wan'er didn't say a word, trembling all over.

The mud said again: "The ancient city is about to open, I have a way to get the fragments. Don't you want to go inside the ancient city? There are ways to break through the barriers of the heart, and your cultivation will not be trapped here. Come out of the ancient city After that, you should practice hard, and when your cultivation base is higher than Wei Buer, won't he look up to you?"

When Wan'er heard "Looking up at you", her whole body trembled.Gradually calm down.After a long time, I nodded.

……

In the woods not far from the cemetery, a giant tree with luxuriant branches stretches its body in the breeze.

In the center of the trunk, a piece of bark suddenly twisted.Soon, an old face appeared on a piece of bark.

It looked in the direction of Katse City—it was supposed to come, it was finally coming.

It glanced at a thick branch on the trunk of the tree.The branch moved towards his eyes, a leaf turned into a palm, and a piece of mottled color was held in the center of the palm.

The old face showed a down-to-earth expression.A little bit, blend into the big tree again.

……

in the same forest.Huo Hu was riding a white tiger, hiding in mid-air.

On the soles of the feet were the broken corpses of two monks, all wearing the uniforms of Chang Yuanzong's law enforcement team.

He jumped off the white tiger, searched the two bodies, and the storage bag several times, but still couldn't find what he was looking for.

In the end, he took a fire and burned the two of them into a ball of ashes.Riding a white tiger and disappearing into the depths of the jungle...

……

More than a hundred miles west of Kaze City, in a deserted beach, Gu Yousheng's face was pale, and he handed a piece of debris to Sui Yue's hands.

"My lord, Gu Yousheng is fortunate not to disgrace his life!"

The years took over the fragments.

A cold mechanical voice sounded in Gu Yousheng's ears: "Complete the ancient city of Kaze and the Bloody Sacrifice——Blood Sacrifice tribe's skin fragments side mission, the mission completion rate is 60%, and the mission reward point is 10..."

He was overjoyed and forced himself to suppress it.The main quest of the ancient city is about to start, and he plans to exchange all the quest points he has for items and abilities that can improve his own combat power. After all, 100 quest points will be deducted if the quest fails, and he will not care about the exempt points anyway. It's better to play Stud and gamble all the chips for one last fight for your own destiny.

"Wei Buer is going to the ancient city too?" Sui Yue asked.

"My subordinates think, it's probably the legend of the resurrection of the ancient city..."

Sui Yue turned his back on Gu Yousheng, and the prophecy sounded in his ears——

"Their last hope will be destroyed at the hands of a pair of interracial lovers and a half-breed..."

She was silent for a long time, then suddenly flew up.

Gu Yousheng hurriedly followed, "Where are we going?"

Looking at the city of Katse, Sui Yue snorted coldly, "I'm looking for someone's trouble."

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