Rune Master

Jing Chen understood Feng Ji's suggestion in seconds. Under Suzaku's expectant eyes, he put away the dice with only four sides, raised his finger to a certain direction and said solemnly, "Master, I am suddenly blessed, let's go this way."

"Ah?" Suzaku didn't react, and looked at Jing Chen with folded hands, "Where did you get your confidence?"

No matter what, it's more reliable than throwing a dice casually, right? !Jing Chen roared in his heart.

"Then it's up to you." Suzaku spread his hands, as if he couldn't do anything about you, "Wherever you go, you don't have to go, I will try to accommodate you."

Jing Chen, "..." turned his head and threw himself into Ling Yi's arms, complaining in a sad tone, "He actually said to accommodate me?!"

Damn, I met such an uneasy master like you!Who is accommodating whom!

Ling Yi couldn't help but find it funny, hugged Jing Chen, and touched the head of the man in his arms, "Good boy, we don't care about him like he does."

"Ah."

Suzaku, who was walking in front, turned her head suddenly, "Hey, why don't you two hurry up, what are you mumbling about, aren't you talking bad about me?"

Jing Chen, "..." You are quite shrewd at this time.

Feng Ji said that the south is where the seal is, but in fact it is just a general direction.

The land in the Wan Yao Cemetery is vast, even though they have been walking towards the seal, the distance between them is still hundreds of thousands of miles away.

At least that's how it looks for now.

I didn't come across the tomb of the big demon along the way. The only thing to be thankful for is probably the odds and ends that can be collected, such as spiritual plants, demon mushrooms, etc., which are better than nothing.

Yellow sand fills the sky.

This place is endless sandy soil. After walking out of the wasteland, they have been walking in such an environment for half a day.

The field of vision is filled with fine dust, and there are inexplicable evil winds blowing from all directions, and sometimes a small whirlwind will be rolled up in place, carrying the dust away.

"Master, look at that." Jing Chen leaned on Ling Yi's shoulder and looked around. He wanted to find any spiritual plants that could be collected, and he didn't want him to see some clues.

In the silence of the yellow sand, from time to time there are white bones blown away by the wind, most of them are the bones of small animals, and there are also human bones.

But what Jingchen is referring to now is a complete corpse.

And judging from the vitality and various symptoms that appeared above, it should have just died not long ago.

It's just that his way of dying seems a bit weird.

The face was thin, the body was flat, and the eyes were staring out, as if he had experienced something terrible before his death, and then died of being sucked dry by a special technique.

The shriveledness of his body is extremely inconsistent with the still strong vitality exuding from his body.

But these are not the most terrifying, because according to Suzaku's deduction, this person's cultivation should be at least at the Tian level, and it is more likely to reach the Tianyuan level!

Such an existence who could be called the overlord in the world of talismans died quietly in the cemetery.

According to various signs, there was no trace of a violent fight before death, how horrifying is it?

Suzaku's face was solemn, and he inspected the mummy carefully.

The other party's storage ring and robes have long been taken away, and there is no token of identification on his body, and nothing can be seen from the deformed face, so his identity cannot be determined.

"It can only be seen that it is a monk of the human race." Suzaku shook his head, raised his hand and put the mummy into the storage ring.

Then the person remained in a half-squatting position, lost in thought.

"Master, can you see the cause of death?" Jing Chen fell to the ground and walked around the place where the body was found, but he didn't see anything strange.

Asura yawned lazily, squatted aside and started digging.

"The demon cultivators of the human race, the blood cultivators of the demon clan, and the strange skills of other races may all cause such death." Suzaku counted in detail.

It stands to reason that those who entered the Wanyao Cemetery to explore all hung their lives on their waistbands, and it would not be unusual for one or two or even more casualties to occur.

But it is a bit strange that this kind of thing corresponds to the Venerable.

"I always feel that this matter." Suzaku said in a deep voice, "something unusual."

Every venerable is the top power of each race, with many skills and magic weapons added to his body. When his life is dying, how can he not resist and catch him without a fight?

If this is the case, there is only one possibility, that is, the power that caused his downfall was far greater than his own cultivation.

"Will this happen in previous years?" Ling Yi lowered his eyes.

"No." Suzaku shook his head, "If the venerable falls, after the cemetery is closed, all clans will have a notice to pay homage."

"Because the Wan Yao Cemetery is too big, it's really hard for everyone to meet together, so it's hard to have disputes."

"Most of the venerable ranks who fell before were seen by people while hunting for treasure in the cemetery, and then they were besieged and fell when they left the cemetery."

Even if someone is unlucky and encounters a fight, with the Venerable being the top level in the cemetery, it is still possible to escape.

This is why he still has the confidence to bring Jingchen into the cemetery of all demons in the Nirvana period.

"Ah!" Suzaku slapped his head and looked at Ling Yi, "I heard that the sword cultivator Chi Qingyuan who appeared on your way to retreat a few days ago encountered such a situation."

"After getting the inheritance of the great demon, he came out and was besieged."

"It's just that I didn't expect that old guy to be alive now. I thought I came to join in the excitement of the opening of the Wanyao Cemetery. I didn't expect to meet your breakthrough, and I fell in love with you."

"Hey, sword repair boy." Suzaku's gloominess disappeared, and he said with a bit of gossip, "Did that old guy come to you afterwards, saying that he wanted to take you as an apprentice or something?"

Ling Yi, "..." I didn't pass by by chance, that old guy had been living in my sea of ​​consciousness before, so I didn't want to scare you by saying it, "No." Because it was me and Xiaochen who went to look for him.

"Hey, that's such a pity." Suzaku patted his thigh, "I want to see what Gu Yi looks like after being robbed of his apprentice hahaha."

Ling Yi had no expression on his face, and bowed slightly to Suzaku, "I will pass on what your lord said today to my teacher."

Suzaku, "!" Resolutely confessed, and said with a smirk, "I just mentioned it casually, and I didn't take it seriously."

Ling Yi smiled slightly, "Senior is just joking."

Suzaku, "..."

Jing Chen, who was watching, said that he really wanted to see the two fight for another [-] rounds!

"Yeah?" Asura was still scratching the floor.

The sand dug out was very fluffy, and when blown by the wind, it quickly flowed back into the dug pit, making Xiaotuanzi scratch his head and ears in a hurry.

Not understanding why he was obsessed with digging the land, Jing Chen noticed that the movement was about to come over, and suddenly saw that Ashura was about to stuff something into his mouth when he picked something out of the sand.

Jing Chen shouted without thinking, "Wait! There are worms left under the mouth!"

"Yeah?" Asura turned his head, looked over innocently with big eyes, and passed the things in his hands forward, "Eat?"

As a dignified world fire, what else do you know besides eating? !Jingchen supported his forehead, replaced what Asura held in Ashura's hands with two pieces of pastries, and walked back to Suzaku, "Master, look at this."

The little bug was half dead, flapping its wings less and less frequently.

Oh no, to be precise, except that it is almost the same size as a bug, the little black thing is more like some kind of tiny monster.

The head occupies half of the body, with downy hairs, and five surrounding hard spines protrude from the mouth, which are somewhat like mosquito siphons, but there are more of them.

There are limbs under the head, which are not animal structures, like the state of a person walking upright.

"This is?" Suzaku's slightly relaxed expression immediately changed, and he focused on his palm, and then grabbed the object in Jingchen's hand, "Silly apprentice, no matter how small the things in the Wanyao Cemetery are, they must be kept. Be careful!"

"Ah?" Jing Chen, who was inexplicably criticized, was dumbfounded, and said cautiously, "Is this bug really powerful?"

Suzaku took the worm and examined it carefully. He picked up a small worm that was not as big as a fingernail and flipped it around with his fingertips. He felt that he could see a flower in minutes. "I'm not sure if it's that thing." The ice jade box threw the worms into it.

"What?"

"Kids ask so many why!" Suzaku patted the back of his apprentice's head, "Where did you find this, let's see if there are any other places."

Jingchen turned his attention to Asura, Xiaotuanzi was eating cakes happily, it was a bit difficult for him to continue looking for bugs.

In the end, under the carpet-style search of the three of them, they were only three feet away from the ground, and the other five were indeed found.

The three of them sat on the ground without any image, a little tired.

Because this kind of black beast is very good at holding back breath, even Jingchen's consciousness and Suzaku's spiritual exploration can't find its existence.

Its surroundings seem to be an endless deep hole, which can swallow all non-material energy, including light.

Seeing that Suzaku carefully put the worms into the ice jade box, and said that he wanted to rendezvous with the medicine ghost as soon as possible, Jing Chenfang realized the seriousness of the problem.

You must know that in normal times, it is too late for Suzaku to get rid of Yao Zun.

In the next few days, the journey will be long and long, so boring that Jing Chen didn't even think about how long they walked.

And just as Suzaku said, the cemetery of Wan Yao is too big, except for the mummy he met before, he never met anyone else after that.

However, during this period of time, Suzaku had a pretty good time.

He didn't expect that cold apprentice of Gu Yi to take care of Jing Chen so meticulously, and by the way, he even touched himself, eating three meals a day and eating snacks constantly.

Well, the more I look at this apprentice daughter-in-law, the more satisfied I am.

When I finally got out of the yellow sand area, the vegetation in front of me gradually increased.

Although tall trees are almost rare, they are somehow green.

Jing Chen lay on Ling Yi's body and didn't want to move, and once again lamented that this is the benefit of being smaller - he doesn't have to walk by himself.

Ignoring Suzaku's envious gaze next to him, Jing Chen gnawed at the fruit and said, "Master, the Wanyao Cemetery has been opened so many times, has no one thought about drawing a map?"

The direction is difficult to distinguish, and the landmarks are not clear. When will we go on like this?

"Yes, I have done this kind of thing before." Suzaku looked away, and the old god said calmly, "But the opening time of the cemetery is uncertain, like this time, it has been a hundred years, and the terrain inside has long been changed beyond recognition. How do I record it?"

As he said, he pointed to his eyes, "It's a pity that you haven't completed Nirvana yet, and you can't know the Qi Awareness Technique. As a teacher, these eyes are much more useful than that map."

Jingchen curled his lips speechlessly, you have said this several times on the way, so keep on blowing.

"Hey, don't you believe me?" Suzaku raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to touch Jing Chen's eyes, a ray of red light flashed into his eyes.

Warm and cool air entered his eyes, and when Jing Chen opened his eyes again, what he saw was a little different.

The air between the sky and the earth is turbid and clear, and the boundary is about ten meters above their heads, and the upper black and the lower white are clearly separated.