secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 294: Mountains and Seas Can Be Separated!
Bai Yujing and Huang Yinlin ran down the tops of the mountains, through sparse forests, and searched around the rugged mountain roads.

I don't know when, with Du Yu as the center point, within a radius of [-] meters, there is no more lightning.

Du Yu was stunned.

Now it seems that the tops of the mountains are indeed densely populated areas of thunder and wrath.

Once away from the proud Jiarong grass, this team will no longer be targeted by God.

Du Yu didn't think it was because he had taken Jiarong fruit.

After all, when he left the mountain, he had already eaten the fruit, and the thick and twisted lightning still fell a hundred meters away from him.

"Master Qing, have you noticed that not only are there fewer thunders around, but even the sound of thunder seems to be quieter?" Du Yu raised his head and looked at the dark cloud-covered sky.

Yang Qingqing was naturally aware of this, and speculated: "Maybe it's due to the characteristics of the Jiarong fruit."

"What does Master Qing mean?"

"Since the creatures have the effect of lightning protection after taking Jiarong fruit, the existence of Jiarong grass is intolerable for the mountain world."

Listening to the woman's analysis, Du Yu nodded secretly: "So, the Mountain Realm may really have spirituality."

No wonder the descendants of the Yan clan have to live away from the Jiarong grass.

But it can't be too far away, after all, it has to rely on its fruit effect and go out to act.

It is true that there are fewer thunder and lightning outside the mountain, but that doesn't mean there are none!

Yang Qingqing looked at the mountain wall in the distance, and frowned slightly: "It may also be the creatures in the clouds."

Oh yes!

Du Yu's mind became active, there were still unknown monsters hidden in the dark clouds.

Even Jiarongcao, which has been on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, fighting against the sky day and night, has not been able to see its real body.

"Over there." Yang Qingqing pointed forward.

Du Yu woke up from his contemplation, and followed the direction of the woman's finger, looking forward to the left.

Huang Yinlin understood, and tried to move forward on the right side of the mountain, giving the owner enough angles to observe.

At this moment, the team has entered the bottom of the canyon.

The road here is narrow, no more than 2 to 30 meters wide, and the mountain walls on both sides are vertically towering, which is also a "line of the sky" terrain.

This is obviously a natural lightning shelter.

The deeper the valley bottom and the higher the mountain walls on both sides, the less likely it is for the winding lightning to fall here.

"Cave." Du Yu's eyes widened slightly, and while speaking, Huang Yinlin rushed out for more than ten meters, which made him confirm what he saw.

"A hundred miles away, the bottom of the canyon." Yang Qingqing murmured, "It should be here."

The two slowed down their mounts and came to the entrance of the cave.

The tunnel is deep and deep, and I don't know where it leads.

Yang Qingqing raised her hand, and rose petals lingered from her fingertips.

"Whoo~"

The petals flutter slowly, igniting a crimson flame.

As the woman moved forward with one hand, the river of petals burning with flames rushed into the dark tunnel.

"Come on, Youying." Du Yu cupped his hands in front of his face, and Youying doll appeared quietly holding the big torch.

"Well!"

"Give us the light, be careful." Du Yu held the little guy's head in his hands and turned it 180 degrees.

"Hmm!" Little Youying waved the torch, sprinkled a little firefly green sparks, and bounced towards the tunnel.

The two went down all the way until they encountered a fork in the tunnel, and then they stopped.

There are a total of five passages, the depth of which is unknown.

"Go to the far right first."

"Yes." With a thought in Du Yu's mind, Xiao Youying stepped on the rune and ran to the right.

This is a path that spirals downward, and the further you go, the quieter it becomes.

As if the thunder in the sky had been cut off, the only sound left in the long tunnel was the "da da" sound of Bai Yujing's snow hooves stepping lightly.

As for the barren silver lynx.
The soft pads under her claws made her not even make the sound of footsteps.

After traveling for a long time, the terrain suddenly opened up.

But Du Yu and Yang Qingqing didn't have any joy on their faces, instead their eyes were complicated.

In the huge area, gravel bags are neatly arranged, and wooden tombstones are erected in front of the small bags.

Looking around, there are more than 200 seats.

Du Yu didn't feel scared, but felt that the scene was bleak.

How desperate are the people who have set up tombstones generation after generation
Most of the tombstone text is very simple: name, date of birth and death, who erected the monument.

The sound of the geese, the geese reflecting the south, and the geese cloud.
Although it is very old, the name on the wooden tombstone is three-pointed and can still be clearly distinguished.

These people have come to this world, but they have suffered from the flames of war, so they can only struggle to survive here.

However, Yanjiang misjudged the situation, and the human race did not perish.

Perhaps, he did not misjudge.

In those days, the homeland was in the middle of the battlefield, and very few people survived.

Du Yu whispered: "524 years."

Listening to Tuer's words, Yang Qingqing looked at the last row of tombstones on the right.

The tomb of Yanyao, in the 524th year of the Shenshu calendar, was erected in honor of Yan Jinshu.
The words engraved on the tombstone are very simple, and there is no mention of the relationship between the person who erected the monument and the deceased. Even the deceased has no birth year, only the death year.

Perhaps, even the year of death has yet to be verified.

After all, in the boundary of this mountain, there are only dark clouds and thunder in the sky, without the circulation of the sun and the moon, the year must be doubtful.

Yang Qingqing said lightly: "The Yan family has persisted for more than 200 years."

In this solemn place, Du Yu's voice was also very soft: "Master Qing, do you know when they were taken into the Mountain Realm?"

"Well, Shan Hai Zhong has spoken."

Du Yu: "Is it finally willing to communicate?"

Yang Qingqing nodded lightly: "The people of the Yan tribe should have entered the bell in 303 of the Great Xia calendar, which is also the third year since the Shanhai Bell was born.

let's go, let's go up. "

Du Yu recruited Xiao Youying, and silently followed Master Qing to leave, but before leaving, he took another deep look at Lin Lin's tombstone.

Such an ending is too bleak.
The mountain sea clock is just a portal, and there is no aura at all in this boundary between mountains and seas.

Except for the first generation of people living here, it is indeed difficult for the second generation, and even ordinary people of subsequent generations, to survive.

Even including the first generation of spirit masters, they have no spiritual energy supply, and life is also difficult.

As Du Yu walked through the tunnel, he realized that the mountain home was much bigger than he imagined.

Walking down the road, traces of life can be seen everywhere.

Until in a spacious area, Du Yu found an ancient book that had been sealed for a long time.

"Don't touch it." Yang Qingqing said suddenly.

Du Yu immediately withdrew his hand and turned to look at Master.

Yang Qingqing: "Books are fragile, let professionals pick them up."

"Yes." Du Yu held back his curiosity and looked around.

This place looks like a school, but it is not serious. There are still vague traces on the walls, as if some children once drew graffiti here.

In this labyrinth-like mountain home, Yang Qingqing led Du Yu to search for a long time.

The immortal master's thinking is clear and very organized, he only walks on the right hand side, and then turns around at the end, not letting go of any path.

The two climbed up the mountain and did not know how far they were, and finally came to the residential area.

Although the place is empty, Du Yu seems to have traveled through hundreds of years and saw the traces of the ancients.

"Oh!" Everyone quietly walked through dozens of residences, and Xiao Youying suddenly cried out!

It picked up the big torch, stood at the entrance of the tunnel, and aimed straight ahead.

"Stop!" Du Yu hastily stepped forward to stop, while hugging Xiao Youying with both hands, he also saw a dense white bone lying on the ground in the residence.

Come to think of it, he/she was originally sitting against the wall.

"Will this person be the last one to erect the stele?" Du Yu stepped forward slowly, "Yan Jinshu?"

Inside the pile of bones, there seemed to be a dagger.

He committed suicide?
In the harsh environment of this mountain boundary, dark clouds, thunder and lightning, hunger and pain, mental depression and despair, all of these constitute the reason for the genocide.

The clansmen died one by one until finally, the last clansman
In the end, he chose to leave.

But there is no one who erected a monument.

Du Yu pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

"pick it up."

"Dagger?" Du Yu turned to look at Master Qing.

"Take it back, it's an explanation to Shan Haizhong."

"Okay." Du Yu carefully picked up the dagger, it was rusty, like a mortal.

"Let's go." Yang Qingqing sighed softly, turned and left.

Du Yu put away the dagger and followed silently.

The two stopped and stopped all the way, and after more than an hour, they finally returned to the entrance.

"Heh" Du Yu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Shan Haizhong, is willing to open the gate of heaven for us, and the people from the second team have already left first." Qing Shi's soft palm lightly patted his shoulder.

Du Yu was puzzled: "When did Shan Haizhong become so talkative?"

"Because we found the right place, the second team that was exiled here will no longer be needed by Shan Haizhong."

Yang Qingqing snorted: "The top of the mountains, next to Jiarong Grass. Go, go home."

"Ok!"

The two masters and apprentices returned the same way, walked out of the narrow valley bottom, rushed out of the dense forest burning with fire, and embarked on the mountain climbing road, all the way to the top of the mountains.

The dark clouds churned, but the thunder remained the same.

The sea of ​​red leaves and flowers gradually came into view, and under the dark clouds, there was actually an illusory ancient clock floating.

Suddenly there was a blast of thunder, which slammed down on the edge of the ocean!
"Boom!"

"Meow!" Huang Yinlin let out a growl as if his fur had exploded, and his speed dropped sharply.

In the howling wind, Du Yu took off the Jiarong necklace with one hand, and stuffed it directly into the tyrant's mouth: "Don't be afraid! Tyrant, go!"

"Meow!" Huang Yinlin held the fruit in his mouth, and the sweet juice burst in his mouth.Her speed suddenly increased, heading straight for the sea of ​​red leaves and flowers.

The old voice came again: "Have you found it?"

Yang Qingqing: "My condolences."

Jiarongcao seemed to have expected it long ago, and sighed deeply: "Hey!"

Du Yu raised his head and looked at the illusory and huge mountain and sea clock high in the sky.

This is the so-called Tianmen?

Yang Qingqing: "Just now, did three men and one woman come here?"

"Yes, they were attracted by the mountain and sea bell, and when they communicated with me, they were enveloped by the heavenly gate and left."

"Thank you for your help, Jiarong, there will be a time later." Yang Qingqing's legs lightly pinched the deer's belly, and Bai Yujing jumped up, carrying the wind.

A flower vine protruded from her hand, and when she was about to roll towards Du Yu, she saw the red leaves and red flowers on the top of the mountain suddenly soaring!

The long blades of grass seem to stretch infinitely, they criss-cross and weave rapidly.

In an instant, a crimson Tongtian bridge appeared in the world!
"Thank you!" Du Yu lowered his head and shouted loudly.

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt struck from the sky, and the Red Leaf Bridge in front was instantly crushed!

Du Yu was startled, and a strange rune appeared in his palm, ready to build a foothold for Huang Yinlin in the air.

"Boom!!!"

The mountain sea bell, which was already huge, became bigger again, enveloping the two masters and apprentices.

"Snapped!"

"Pa~" Yilu Yilyn only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and water splashed everywhere under his feet.

In front of him were faces with fiery eyes and joy.

Behind him is the towering, bronze-colored Mountain and Sea Ancient Bell.

"Teacher Qing!"

"Du Yu." The deep pit is no longer a forbidden area, Lin Shiwei and Li Mengnan have been waiting here, and strode forward one after another.

Yang Qingqing showed admiration on her face, and the apprentices can now take care of themselves.

She leaned over to reach out, and patted the heads of the two of them as a reward.

"Xi Lv Lv~" Fenghenju neighed, roared past, and shattered into endless wind demon breath, which poured into the woman's body.

"Nai!" Bai Yujing called out dissatisfied as she was blown sideways by the strong wind.

Yang Qingqing covered her face with one hand, and when her long hair was flying, through slender fingers, she happened to see a woodcutter standing silently in front of the clock wall.

As the wind and waves subsided, Yang Qingqing said softly, "Du Yu."

"Yes." Du Yu turned over and got down, took out a rusty dagger from his pocket, and handed it to Shan Hai Zhong Qi Ling.

"There are 246 tombstones, counting the last person who left, a total of 247 people."

Shan Hai Zhong Qi Ling's hands gradually solidified, and he took the dagger tremblingly, but its face became more and more illusory.

The desolate sound of the flute still haunts the valley.

Sadly, there are no more last clansmen.

there is none left,
The figures living in Shanhaizhong's fantasy were finally pierced one by one in front of this rusty dagger.

"His name is Yan Jinshu." Du Yu patted Shan Haizhong's shoulder and said in a low voice,

"Maybe."

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