Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

This evening, the same chaos broke out in all the sects in the fairy world.

There was smoke everywhere, and thunder and lightning flashed everywhere.The golden-eyed people came from nowhere, and even the clothes they wore were all kinds of different styles, but they appeared continuously from all over the fairy world like ghosts and ghosts.

These three worlds are under the surveillance of the Outer Gods, and there are countless Outer Gods pretending to be lurking in the Immortal Realm.Such a predicament made it impossible for Lin Lingqing and others to spread the news to the public's ears with great fanfare. Only a few powerful heads and a few young talents who could bear important responsibilities knew the inside story.

However, now, this group of golden-eyed monks not only appeared treacherously, but also mighty and mighty. Their cultivation bases were all above Yuan Ying, and no one could stop them wherever they went.

Thick smoke billowed from Ziwei Pavilion, and the flames of war raged.As far as the eyes could see, the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion scattered and fled in shock, while the elders and Xingxiu Dharma Guardians with more advanced cultivation levels fought hard to fight with the golden-eyed man.

Those Gods outside the sky were clearly dressed in Ziwei Pavilion style costumes, and each of them had crazy joy in their expressions, as if the long-suppressed lava erupted into flames.

Whenever a disciple of Ziwei Pavilion fell down, they would throw out pieces of jade that were small but full of Yin and cold energy, and the Yin energy would immediately spread out and inject into the seven orifices of the person...

In an instant, screams one after another accompanied by panic spread on the Ziwei Pavilion.

"Ah, it hurts me to death..."

"It's Yin Qi!"

"These golden-eyed strangers can make people fall into demons!"

"Ah... I don't want to be enchanted, I don't want to be enchanted!!"

The holy son flew down from the mountain and sea star platform, and the purple obsidian disc in his hand was shining brightly.

The handheld astrolabe has gone through tens of thousands of deduction in an instant.Cold sweat gradually appeared on Jina's forehead, and she nervously said to herself, "How could this be..."

"Where did these aliens come from!"

After being "forced" to follow Mojun Lin for so long, Jina knows many things that no one else knows.Including this place, which is just a small fantasy world in the eyes of the upper realm, including the fact that the gods outside the sky intentionally refined the creatures here into furnaces...

Also because Wang Zhe, the first person with golden eyes in this life, is in Ziwei Pavilion, he knows best that the God of Outer Heaven may be lurking around his side!

Since Xu Yunzong's accident last time, Lin Lingqing hadn't paid any attention to him because of the tense situation, and Zi Xiaoluan, who was the half body of the holy son, had been kept in the sea of ​​consciousness by Fang Zhiyuan.

When Jina had time to spare on the star platform, she secretly planted a hidden star array on all the Ziwei Pavilion disciples and elders whose cultivation level exceeded the golden core level.

but--

Jina looked around anxiously, "Why is there no response from the star array? Isn't the Outer God lurking in Ziwei Pavilion these days!?"

The Holy Son barely concentrated, and looked through the thick smoke of the chaotic fire. Although the Gods outside the sky were wearing Ziwei Pavilion costumes, none of them looked familiar to him.

"Holy Son, Holy Son is bad!" Someone cried, "It's not just my Ziwei Pavilion, these golden-eyed monsters are appearing from every sect in the fairy world!"

"The astrological turmoil last time is indeed a sign of catastrophe!"

In the chaos, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jina's mind, and his eyes burned.

Yes, the Outer Gods are not lurkers these days!

If so many Gods of Outer Heaven are lurking here, they can subvert the entire Three Realms with a direct attack, why bother to stay dormant until now?

After the Xuyun catastrophe came, he saw the strange star trails with his own eyes, so something must have changed...caused these new extraterrestrial gods to wake up.

But in the end it's still the question -

Where did the God of Outer Heaven come from?

The sky hasn't cracked, the earth hasn't collapsed, how can there be so many people in the whole fairy world?

It's as if you are living at home, the door is padlocked, the windows are closed, but an outsider stabs you from the bedside out of thin air!

"Don't panic, don't panic!" An elder with white hair and beard waved his hands and shouted, "Everyone retreat, don't provoke these monsters and strangers!"

The old elder quickly saw Jina, and said repeatedly: "Holy Son, don't be afraid, quickly follow the old man!"

The encirclement dispersed, and the gods outside the sky flew into the sky one by one.Jina felt powerless and couldn't hold it back. She wanted to take a deep breath, but was choked so hard that her chest felt tight and she coughed again and again.

"Ahem..." He forced himself to think crazily amidst his dizziness.You can no longer be confined to the stereotypes, think about it... think about it!

Is there any place in this world that exists in various sects that can accommodate the bodies of thousands of people without being noticed by others?

The elder's terrified voice sounded as if it was far away: "Protect the Holy Son, protect the Xingchen Terrace, and protect the Ziwei Shrine! Don't get close to the golden-eyed demon—"

Jina jerked her head up.

His pupils trembled slightly, and his breath was in the heat wave.

"tomb……"

Jina trembled, "...underground..."

"impossible……"

The next moment, Jina turned to the depths of Ziwei Pavilion and flew away!

Countless voices behind him exclaimed: "Holy Son!!"

The sharp wind blew on Jina's pale cheeks, and the scenery moved rapidly from both sides.

The Son of Ziwei has been in seclusion all year round, but in fact he has never been to the tomb of Ziwei Pavilion.

But he remembered that his master had taught him when he was young that the ancestral mausoleum symbolized the long history and glory of Ziwei Pavilion.The masters, elders, and talents of Ziwei Pavilion in the past dynasties will all be buried in the depths of the mausoleum by descendants after their fall, and they will enjoy a peaceful sleep forever.

Eternal enjoyment, peace, deep sleep!

The Holy Son separated the thick smoke from the flames of war in all directions, and finally stopped in front of the mausoleum, gasping for breath with all his might.

A patch of ink stretched in front of my eyes, and the mausoleum of Ziwei Pavilion was neatly built.Tens of thousands of engraved steles stand upright under the sky, solemn and dull.

It must exist in every major sect, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of people... It will not be disturbed by others, and no one will even enter...

Jina sacrificed Ziyao with both hands, and the aura of heaven and earth frantically gathered in him.

The four star protectors who guarded the mausoleum turned pale with fright, and stood up to stop them:

"Holy Son, no! What are you trying to do!?"

"The fairy bones and heroic souls of our ancestors for thousands of years are sleeping here!!"

Jina's voice was tense: "Those golden-eyed strangers may be hiding under the mausoleum, let me find out!"

"Holy Son!" The elderly elder behind him chased after him, his white beard trembling in anxiety, "Don't offend, don't offend! Every monument in this mausoleum was erected by my Ziwei Pavilion ancestors, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation. How could it become a dwelling place for demons?"

Jina gasped heavily, and her eyes suddenly turned black.

He turned his heart and shouted: "Get out of the way!!"

Eighteen star tracks formed from the purple obsidian astrolabe, and they struck down in all directions like a silver snake, causing the earth to collapse and dust to fill the sky!

The Xingxiu guardians of the digital mausoleum vomited blood and flew backwards.The Holy Son's robes fluttered, his figure had already flashed into the mausoleum, and he held up the astrolabe again.

Behind him, the elder's wrinkled face was twisted ferociously, from unbelievable to furious.

Finally, shaking his fingers, he shouted: "Ji Shengzi! You, you, you—how can you be so rebellious!"

What responded to him was another blow from the Ziyao astrolabe!

... Once upon a time, Xiao Ziwei stopped on Fang Jiafuxing's shoulder and accompanied him to browse through books in Zhisong Academy.

The 300-year-old mist they had seen together then rushed back into Gina's shining eyes.

The holy son's body was full of spiritual energy, and the Ziyao astrolabe held high in both hands was spinning rapidly, and the bright silver light turned into a ray of light passing by the nearby tombstone, and crashed into the old tomb that was 300 years ago! !

The violent wind of the explosion soared into the sky, and the well-paved bricks and tiles were blown away.Dust, sand, and broken tiles blocked the line of sight.

Jina flicked her sleeves and sent a gust of wind, blowing away the smoke and dust.

In an instant, more than a thousand jade coffins under the mausoleum, which were densely packed but clearly empty, were exposed in front of everyone.

The noisy voice was suddenly cut off.The elders, Dharma protectors who were shouting furiously, and even the countless Ziwei Pavilion disciples who came behind them seemed to have their throats frozen by ice suddenly.

There are no immortal bones of ancestors, and no heroic spirits are enshrined.

It's empty, just black with countless underground holes.

"Sure enough... Sure enough. Is it treason?" Jina smiled sadly, her long hair loose, "What kind of Tao is there in this kind of captive Three Realms?"

Looking up at the gathering of more and more people from outside the sky, he murmured sadly: "It's all fake!... It's all fake."

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Zhisong Academy.The faint smell of books and woods in the Zangshu Pavilion has long been washed away by the bloody smell outside.

As the so-called scholarly spirit, the young students of Zhisong Academy are ultimately different from the self-esteemed disciples of Ziwei Pavilion who are used to it.

The fighting in the academy was even more brutal. Often, a group of passionate students would rush forward to fight the golden-eyed stranger with a shout of some senior brother or sister.

It wasn't until Dean Yan Yu came in person and waved nine defensive giant formations to form an enchantment to protect the group of young people that the casualties barely stopped increasing.

"Dean, isn't that right, where is Vice President Chen?"

A student stomped anxiously and shouted, it was clearly Bai Junyan, the proud scholar who argued with Fang Zhiyuan back then, "Brother Yuan is not here either!"

……

Yuan Ziyi stood in front of the half-collapsed Library Pavilion, his shirt was wet with sweat, his hands were trembling.

The students who were studying fled and fought, and there was no one else here for a long time.He stood upright at the door alone, which was really weird.

Just half an hour ago, Vice President Chen, who has always been unsmiling, led him to stand still here, and said coldly, "Just stand here and don't move around."

"I cast a soul-sharing curse between you and me, and what you know and see next is what I know and see."

"associate dean?"

Chen Zhi said: "I don't have time to explain more, if I die in Zangshu Pavilion, you have to tell Yanyuan everything you saw, and write it down?"

Yuan Ziyi was startled and stunned: "You..."

"answer!"

"Yes!...No, no, Vice President Chen!"

Yuan Ziyi stared blankly at Chen Zhi and strode in without looking back.

As soon as the door of the Zangshu Pavilion was closed, the old man in the deputy hospital raised his hand and threw it at Mr. Gushu on the top floor without hesitation!

The spirit of the ancient book violently resisted, followed by a tug-of-war between spirits and souls that lasted for half an hour.

The battle was raging outside, and the killing intent was rampant inside. Yuan Ziyi stood in front of the Library Pavilion, sweating profusely, not daring to move a step, let alone what happened.

He had double images in front of his eyes, sometimes he saw the closed wooden door of the library, and sometimes he saw the scene inside the door——

The ink color overflowing from Chen Fuyuan's green mountain eyebrows tightly trapped the ancient book, and the old man's voice was furious: "Chen Zhidao!! The academy is in danger, but you come to trap this old man, what is your intention!"

"The academy is in danger," Chen Zhidao said with a serious look on his face, and pinched amulets with his hands, "Before Zhidao came here, there was no ancient book showing up in the courtyard. What is your intention, sir?"

There was a severe pain in the brain, and countless fragments rushed in.They are all ancient book memories forcibly seized by Chen Zhidao.

Yuan Ziyi gasped in pain, held his forehead tightly, and thought what happened to the vice president suddenly, it was Mr. Gushu...!

There are more and more pieces and fragments. In Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter in Zangshu Pavilion, batches of students come and go.

He even saw the scenes of Yan Yuan and Chen Fuyuan reciting books when they were teenagers, all of which were in Mr. Gushu's memory.

The accident happened suddenly.

Yuan Ziyi clutched his forehead and groaned in pain. One moment his mind was still a fragment of Zangshuge, and the next moment suddenly flashed a white picture!

"--empty?"

Inside the Zangshu Pavilion, the corners of Chen Zhidao's lips were bleeding, and the fairy brush Qingshan eyebrows were crumbling.He swallowed the fishy smell in his throat, and whispered to Yuan Ziyi: "This is... 300 years ago."

300 years ago, the memory of the spirit of the ancient book.

is blank.

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Those who come will give me a lesson, and I will take pity on this little word.

I am Miao, the former Jade Witch of Senluo Stone Palace, who died on a certain day of a certain year, and threw herself into the abyss of Yin.

The few dying figures pierced my bones, and the secrets of the three worlds involved here are unimaginable.All I have seen and heard with my own eyes.

Loyalty and red blood, blue sky, sun and moon, are all witnesses.