The devil has too many vests

Forbidden place in the sky.

Yan Weilou's main body was raided by two Taoist peaks and two half-step celestial beings. During the fierce fight, the incarnation had just communicated with Su Xinghan and explored a special field that had never been set foot before.

When he stood up contentedly, and was about to drag Su Xinghan to explore the gray stone town in front of him, the deity had already killed the last enemy, and fell on an unknown place with terrible injuries. On the island in the middle of the lake, he began to heal his wounds.

"Um--"

Between the bones, Yan Weilou, who had just stepped into the stone town, immediately felt the sharp pain that came from his consciousness, which was continuous and piercing to the bone.A very light muffled hum subconsciously escaped from his lips.

"Ayan!" Su Xinghan was the first to notice something wrong with him, and hurriedly looked over worriedly, "What's the matter? What's wrong with this place? Could there be evil thoughts at work?"

As he spoke, he quickly released his consciousness, sweeping away inch by inch, and looked around vigilantly with his eyes, which were astonishingly bright, as if he wanted to find out what was hidden in the dark.

Yan Weilou quickly pulled him back: "Don't worry, I'm fine, it's not the problem here."

Su Xinghan withdrew his eyes suspiciously, but his eyes fell on the young man's face carefully, not letting go of any changes.

This look made him discover the clue.

Although Yan Weilou's face didn't seem to have changed much compared to before, but if you look closely, you can find that there is a bit of patience between his slightly frowning brows.The lips that were still holding a gentle and ambiguous smile just now also faded away, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth became straight.

The boy's dark pupils were always calm and deep, without much emotional ups and downs, but when he met Su Xinghan's eyes, he showed a subtle and soothing smile.

He also turned around and urged Su Xinghan, who was standing still, with a helpless and indulgent smile: "I'm really fine, let's continue walking, I can already sense that the place I'm looking for is very close. "

The battle was over, and he wasn't in any danger now—even if there was danger, they couldn't fly out of the forbidden area immediately.Then why bother to tell Su Xinghan, not only does it not help, but also affects his mood for nothing?

Su Xinghan stared at him seriously, and didn't choose to expose it, he just stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, shaking it lightly: "Don't worry, I'm very interested in this town, it seems to be a relic from the ancient times. Can you explore along the way?"

"Of course you can." Yan Weilou almost lost his consciousness in pain, his head was dizzy, and he agreed without thinking too much, with a particularly bright smile, "If you like it. Actually, I'm also a little curious."

Next, Su Xinghan really began to seriously observe everything around him, from an old stone road, to the rusty sword fragments on the stone road, to the wall with patterns from ancient times on the roadside, he carefully looked at it It took a while to move forward a few steps.

Yan Weilou's footsteps also slowed down in unison. While Su Xinghan was concentrating on looking at the ancient ruins, he stood quietly at the same spot, silently enduring the sharp pain from his consciousness, and even had time Separate your mind to observe the recovery of your own deity.

"The progress of rib repair is 70%...the lower arm bone is corrected, 100%...the flesh and blood on the chest is 80%..." Automatically broadcast the progress in his mind, as if installing an artificial system, Yan Weilou can't play it by himself He was so happy, he forcibly ignored the pain, and before he knew it, he became energetic again.

At this time, Su Xinghan also seemed to suddenly lose interest in the surrounding ancient ruins, and returned his attention to Yan Weilou: "Don't waste time, Ayan, let's find the general outline of Butian Jue first."

Yan Weilou tilted his head in doubt: "You figured it out so quickly?"

"Ah?" Su Xinghan blinked his eyes slowly, feeling a little dull.After he understood the meaning of Yan Weilou's words, his eyes twinkled, he shook his head slowly, and said in a flat tone, "It's not interesting, it's more interesting to find the general outline of Butian Jue."

These words are quite like a scumbag who loves the new and dislikes the old.

Yan Weilou secretly laughed because of his thought-provoking association.Noticing that the pain in his consciousness was getting lighter and lighter, his mind was also much clearer, and he was no longer as muddled as before.

He glanced at Su Xinghan's slightly flickering eyes, as if he had discovered something, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Yan Weilou held the hand by his side, and said softly, "...Then let's find the general outline of Butian Jue."

This small town is shrouded in a sea of ​​gray mist, and the whole is gray and white, but it has not been eroded by the fog.As far as the two of them could see, there was only a short gray-white stone road about ten meters in front of them.

Ten meters later, a gray-white wall blocked the way.The two of them turned around a corner before they truly entered the small town.And what they saw immediately made their eyes widen.

They saw a straight gray-white stone road paved in front of their eyes, extending towards the sea of ​​gray fog, and the end of the road was submerged by the sea of ​​fog.

At this time, the two of them were like characters without maps and navigation in the game, surrounded by thick fog, and only one light could illuminate a radius of three feet, that is, the area illuminated by the forest white calamity fire.

They could only see three or two nearby buildings, and a bone kneeling on the left and right sides of the stone road.

——That's right, this white bone that has already lost its flesh and blood, even after death, still kneeling firmly on both sides of the stone road.It seems that the subjects are welcoming the coming king early, or the sinners cannot get rid of the shackles of sin until they die, and can only repent and redeem their sins here forever.

This weird scene made the atmosphere here extraordinarily weird.The two of them were silent for a few breaths, and then they raised their feet and took a few steps forward.

The forest-white calamity fire floating around moved forward with them, illuminating a small section of the path again.The gray mist dissipated, and two kneeling bones appeared in the sight of the two of them.

A gust of cold wind blew faintly from all around, and the dense white bones seemed to be glowing with a bright light.

Yan Weilou blinked suspiciously, and murmured: "What is this...? Could it be a sacrificial ceremony in ancient times? I always feel that this place is gloomy, like a cemetery."

"It's really possible." After observing carefully, Su Xinghan nodded thoughtfully.

As we all know, ancient times were far more barbaric than now, and blood sacrifices were commonplace.

"Look, the patterns on the ground and the formation patterns on the walls, in ancient times, were often used to decorate altars and mausoleums..."

Su Xinghan pointed out one by one, and found out the things he had seen many years ago in his memory.

Yan Weilou said, "It's really a cemetery?"

"Well, if I remember correctly, ordinary people can't afford to use this kind of pattern. Only great people who are admired by countless people can decorate the mausoleum like this."

Speaking of this, Su Xinghan suddenly had a weird guess, and couldn't help but look at Yan Weilou in amazement.

Yan Weilou was slightly taken aback by him, but he could see what Su Xinghan wanted to express with just one look.

He raised his finger and pointed at himself, dumbfounded: "Mingguang, you don't think... this is my graveyard, do you?"

Su Xinghan didn't speak, just looked at him with his eyes: Isn't it?

"I'm not dead, why build a cemetery..." Yan Weilou muttered dumbfoundingly.

It would be fine if he was the reincarnation of the soul after death, but it happened not.He is very sure that his body is the one before time travel, perhaps it has shrunk due to several time travels.That being the case, there are no corpses, so why build a cemetery?

The two of them just casually diverted their thoughts on this topic, and then continued to move forward.

The dark white flames melted away the surrounding gray mist, and this straight stone road appeared little by little in front of the two of them.And the most impressive thing is the white bones kneeling on both sides of the road.

Walking all the way down, counting, there are actually hundreds of them.

It stands to reason that these bones that have existed for an unknown period of time are most likely to produce obscurity and remnants. If they really "live", it will be a living horror movie.But they just knelt quietly beside the road, dead silent.

Yan Weilou poked his divine sense over and scanned it with great interest, only then did he understand the reason.

"The soul is flying away..."

"—These people didn't simply die, but died with their souls scattered, so they didn't have any remnants."

After making a judgment, he shook his head casually: "Tsk, that's cruel."

Fortunately, this road is not really endless, and the bones on both sides are not endless. Soon, the two reached the end of the road, and what appeared in front of them was an open space in the center of the town, similar to a square.

The blank gray-white slate paved a circular open space, but there was nothing on it.

"Wait a minute." Yan Weilou was about to step forward when Su Xinghan suddenly pulled him back, "There seems to be a word there."

He looked in the direction that Su Xinghan pointed, and saw that at the bottom of the stone steps in front of the square, that is, at the end of the road, there were indeed two lines of ancient characters engraved with complicated characters.Just carved into a raised floor tile.

"The sinful shall not defile the glory of the saint."

"The destiny is broken, all beings are free, kill, kill, kill!"

Although it is an ancient text that has been lost, the two people present can recognize it.Especially the last three "kill" characters, each of which seems to be written in blood, the red is particularly glaring.

Just the moment their eyes met, there seemed to be an infinite illusion in front of the two of them. It seemed that thousands of troops and horses were coming across time and space.

"Weird..." Yan Weilou frowned, resisting the ferocious murderous aura and took a few steps forward. Just as he bent down, he immediately discovered that there was a line of smaller characters under the two lines of ancient characters. It's easy to ignore.

Seeing the fine print clearly, Yan Weilou's pupils shrank suddenly.It was the square characters he was familiar with, and the handwriting was somewhat familiar. It was exactly the same as the handwriting on the first volume of Butian Jue that he had obtained back then. Yan Weilou didn't know until he dreamed about the fragment about "Yuan". His own handwriting.

Because a person's handwriting always changes in different periods, if he didn't see it in a dream, he would foolishly think that there is still a senior time traveler in this world.

Taking a closer look, this line of small square characters is very eye-catching, like a brat who knew the ending in advance, and circled the name of the murderer directly at the beginning.Compared with the above two lines of tall ([-]) text, there is an incompatible sand sculpture style:

"It's here, what you're looking for is here, just poke~"

Yan Weilou: "..."

He suppressed the indescribable emotion, and was about to step forward, but suddenly heard a "puchi" laugh in his ear.

Looking sideways, I saw that Su Xinghan pursed his lips tightly as a cover-up, and looked at him innocently, like a well-dressed cat with its black, bright and round eyes widened, but the eyelashes fluttered. The frequency is a bit high, and the eyelashes are still stained with a little moist water.

You can tell at a glance that he also recognizes those square characters.

Yan Weilou fell silent again.

...So, why did the original "Yuan" teach Su Xinghan square characters?Just to cheat him now?What kind of savior of the human race, this is a sand sculpture!

There is almost a sense of shame of disclosing the black history in front of the sweetheart just after confessing.Yan Weilou was very annoyed at a guy who only wanted to blame him.

After the embarrassment passed, his face regained his composure, and he looked back at Su Xinghan calmly: "Well, maybe this is the clue to the general outline of Bu Tian Jue. The person who designed this route is really strange."

...That's right, a certain weird sand sculpture is "Yuan", but what does this have to do with Yan Weilou? !

The soul-linked Jiehuo danced more and more happily. Under the strange feeling in his heart, Yan Weilou waved his hand, and a white flame suspended in mid-air suddenly seemed like a milk swallow thrown into the forest, and happily moved towards the line of fire. The word falls on the brick.

The raised characters were quickly melted by the flames, and the two lines of complicated ancient characters suddenly shone brightly.

Suddenly Yan Weilou was in a trance.

The gray fog quickly enveloped the entire town, and a feeling of illusory and illusory quickly spread. There seemed to be many illusions in front of his eyes, like a mirage, but it was unbelievably real.At this moment, Yan Weilou only felt that his consciousness suddenly crossed time and space, continuously floating to the upper reaches of the extremely distant river of time.

Some hazy memories in his mind, like glass that has been wiped clean, become exceptionally clear.

It was countless years ago, when he saw that there was still a vague and huge will entrenched above the Dao of Heaven, it was an invisible shadow covering the whole world.

He writes the fate of all living beings and controls the rise and fall of all worlds.Whether it is a mortal or a practitioner, an ordinary person or a demon, the success or failure, life and death of all living beings in the world are all under His control.Many people don't know that their lives are arranged by them from birth to death.

Until one day, that irresistible and huge will seemed to meet an unprecedented powerful enemy, and the string of destiny controlling all living beings in this world began to crack. The deceived creatures finally saw the truth of fate and determined to resist.

——It is impossible for the doll to resist the manipulator behind it.However, the manipulator at this time was too busy to take care of himself, and the silk thread controlling the doll broke.

This world, which was originally tightly controlled, had a loophole because of the rupture of the string of fate. At this moment, an outsider from another world came here by chance.

He is the biggest variable besides fate, and he is the best person chosen by Heavenly Dao in this world to cut off all the strings of fate.He seems to be the person chosen by the will of all living beings.

I don't know if it was a mistake, or the choice of the will of all beings in the dark, this outsider who shouldn't belong to this world, actually directly overthrew the demon destined to be at the top of the food chain with his solitary bravery. Changed the fate of the entire human race.This huge reversal completely broke the string of fate covering the whole world, and the fate of everyone went to the unknown.

At the same time that all living beings regained their freedom, the existence that ruled the lives and destinies outside the sky was cut to pieces by a powerful enemy, and the string of fate that enveloped the entire world turned into nothingness.

——All the dolls broke free from the shackles of the silk thread, and the manipulator was kicked off the stage and became a spectator.But his last will is still dying, relying on his previous connections to find the protagonist who should have appeared in this puppet show.

Thus, among the countless fragments that were chopped off, a miraculous fragment quietly fell into this world, and fell into the hands of the "protagonist" who was supposed to be the fateful man before his fate changed.

When the "protagonist" thought he had an adventure and saw the bright future that should belong to him when the string of fate was not broken, he regarded the outsider who changed his destiny as a thief who stole everything from him.

……

Yan Weilou blinked slightly.

The wonderful feeling of being in a trance as if traveling through time and space faded away, and all the weird illusions disappeared. He held an ancient scroll that appeared in his hand at some time, and a bored smile overflowed his lips.

"So that's how it is..." Looking at Su Xinghan who was also awake from a trance, he tilted his head, "Old-fashioned plot, so I really took the script of the savior? What's wrong... "

...I always feel that the big villain is more in line with his personality.

In the next instant, a strong sense of vibration came from the ground, tiny cracks continued to spread from under the feet, and the entire forbidden area in the sky was violently shaken.

The invisible chain ripples continued to spread outward. At this time, no matter where they were distributed in the vast land of Shenzhou, all the existences that entered the heavens and humans could feel this vibration.

"What happened? Is that... a forbidden place in the sky?"