[Comprehensive Master Ancient Sword] If the moon is finally bright

Xie Yi and Prince Changqin didn't stay in Jingshui Lake for too long. After hastily building a temporary house on the small island in the middle of the lake, they rushed to the place marked by Ye Hai non-stop.

The Zhurong site is hidden deep in the rolling mountains, and the banner clouds on the mountainside are blowing in the wind, like a white curtain, covering the true appearance of the site.The mountain road is rugged and steep, with a vertical mountain wall on one side and an abyss with treacherous clouds on the other. The moss-covered road surface is only a few feet away, allowing people to hold on to the stone wall and walk sideways. If you don’t pay attention, you may fall to the bottom of the valley. .

After the hanging plank road, the two walked into the deep mountain along the winding mountain road.The path is still narrow and muddy, with jagged rocks on both sides, like two sharp swords piercing into the sky, cutting the dark sky above into a tiny crack.There are many strange plants clustered on the gray and white stone walls, the branches are weirdly twisted, and the leaves have completely faded from the green they should have, and turned into an ominous dark purple.

The mist in the mountains floats among the cliffs, and the rotting roots and branches and leaves for thousands of years are mixed with the corpses of countless dead creatures, turning into a colorful cloud with a sweet and intoxicating fragrance, which silently lures people who come and go Pedestrians fall into the woven net.

miasma……

Xie Yi frowned, took out a red pill and put it in his mouth, and a sachet was also hung on Prince Changqin's chest.

There are many gray and white skeletons embedded on the mountain wall, some of which are so old that they are almost integrated with the stone wall and cannot be identified, and some still have black and red rotten flesh, hanging dangling on the cliff.Xie Yi even found many human skulls on it, which made him feel strongly uneasy.

How did Ye Hai determine that this is the site of the Vulcan tribe?How could such a ferocious place become a place to serve the gods?

Xie Yi secretly picked up the formula, and the golden-green spiritual power suddenly spread out, and the branches and tendrils spawned by the spiritual power connected in the air, weaving into a dense light net, covering the two of them.Prince Changqin touched the flowing brilliance in his hand, and found that this layer of protection was tough and soft, with a thick Shennong spiritual power, protecting him in every possible way.

The two walked another section of the mountain road secretly and vigilantly, and finally some ruins eroded by wind and rain appeared in front of them.Xie Yi saw some words engraved on the stone wall, took out the weapon to reach the sky, and was about to go forward to read the memory of the stone wall.

Roar!

The prince Changqin was startled, and immediately struck the string in the air, and a sound blade shot out, and the monster hiding behind the broken wall immediately fell to the ground and died.However, the sound of the piano continued to curl up, as if awakening a certain mysterious existence in the ruins.It is invisible and qualityless, colorless and formless, only the tide-like turbid spiritual power and an endless resentment surround it, capture, distort, amplify the undissipated piano sound, and then reflect it back, confusing people's minds, Maddening.

careful!Xie Yi retreated quickly, and before he had time to check the stone wall, he pulled the prince Changqin and retreated to the end of the mountain path.

"There are strange things here, it's best not to enter rashly." Xie Yi said in a low voice, and jumped up to the top of the mountain together with Prince Changqin, looking at the gloomy place from the height.

This place is a basin, surrounded in all directions by high mountains that cover the sky and the sun, with verdant trees and no sunlight. The only road that is the same as the outside world is the mountain road when we came here.Xie Yi used his spiritual power in his eyes, and found that although this place is a valley, it does not seem to be formed naturally, but man-made. The surrounding stone walls are as smooth as a mirror, as if they were cut open by some sharp weapon, or suppressed by great magic power.

Xie Yi put the Yanjia lens on his right hand to have a panoramic view of the situation in Guzhong.The houses in the valley are like houses, houses, warehouses, pools, and altars. He can even outline the peaceful and harmonious life here thousands of years ago.Times have changed, and those residents who used to be here have turned into bones scattered on the ground, as if they died overnight.Xie Yi wanted to look again, but everything in this valley was covered with an impenetrable layer of gray, turning into thousands of weeping grimaces, forcing his gaze away.

It turned out to be the case.

This place has long been a cemetery, and this valley has formed a trap. The invisible force has blocked the entire valley. The souls buried here are disturbed, and evil spirits appear to haunt them.Xie Yi supported the Yanjia lens, and after one problem was solved, a bigger problem became bigger and bigger like a bubble rising from the bottom of the water.

Since it was the spirits of the dead, why did the plants on the mountain road change accordingly?

No, it must be more than that.

As a tribe that enshrines the god of fire, Zhurong, the position is not to say how blessed it is, but at least it can't be like this, filled with dirty and evil spiritual power.There are few people in southern Xinjiang, and there are many spiritual caves that have never been visited by anyone. It is never difficult to find a place full of spiritual energy to settle down. How could it be established in such a dangerous place?

Perhaps...there has been a great change here, so that it has formed such a dangerous place.

Xie Yihu's mind cleared up, as if the predicament he had been thinking about for a long time finally had a way out, the foul and majestic spiritual power, the indelible traces on the four walls and cliffs, and the piles of bones on the ground... this one One piece is run through by an invisible thread, like pearls strung together, finally pointing to the truth behind the mist.

Is this the tribe of Vulcan Zhu Rong?What exactly caused this tribe to perish overnight?Why did the ruins collapse and form a sinkhole?

The valley in front of him was shrouded in thick fog, which not only made him shudder, but also carried a fatal attraction, which made him involuntarily want to get closer and explore.With the knife in hand, Xie Yi walked forward step by step with Prince Changqin.To really solve these problems, only in the valley can we get the answers.

There was no sound in the valley, not even the slightest sound of wind could be heard, and the air seemed to freeze.Overcast and cloudy, blocking the intersection when we came, mutated plants with gnarled branches grew obliquely, and the dark branches and leaves cast swaying shadows on the ground.

After they left, a Yanjia bird broke through the blockade of miasma and came from the mountains.The dark clouds in the valley are like gold and iron, seemingly weak, but impeccable.When the Yanjia bird approached, it separated countless tentacles, entangled the Yanjia bird like a living thing, and wanted to drag it into the valley.

The aura attached to the Yanjia bird suddenly exploded, and the incomparable, unfathomable golden-red spiritual power collided with that ominous power and confronted each other!

There was a loud bang like a thunderbolt echoed on the mountain road, and in Liuyue City, the ruler who was sitting alone suddenly stood up and looked towards the unreachable south.

Just like a pebble falling into the water, the cloud only made waves slightly, dispersed for a moment, and returned to tranquility.Those bangs did not reach the ears of the two of them at all.

Not seeing the light of day.

This was Prince Changqin's first thought when he stepped here.

The mysterious power was disturbed by them again, awakening the monster sleeping here.Fortunately, they were well prepared, and all those overwhelmed monsters were torn to pieces.

"This is... a corpse?" Prince Changqin pulled up his skirt, squatted down and carefully inspected the monster that had been brought down on the ground.

It was clearly in the form of a human, with rotten and broken pieces of cloth hanging on its body, and a silver ornament covered in mud hanging around its neck.White bones were exposed on the body that had not completely decomposed, and black and smelly blood that had not yet completely coagulated flowed out.Prince Changqin summoned clean water to rinse off the piece of silver jewelry.

The emblem of Vulcan Zhurong is clearly engraved on it!

Prince Changqin suddenly felt a piercing pain, and couldn't help but dug his nails deep into the flesh and blood.

Father God... What happened to Father God's tribe, so that they can't even find peace after death?Is anyone still alive and escaped?

The blood on Prince Changqin's face faded completely, he never thought that the place where his hopes were pinned turned out to be such a miserable state!He stood there, motionless, as if turned into a statue.An illusory black air rose from the corpse, lingering around him.

I don't know when I heard the sad cry in my ear, sometimes it was the partner's affectionate words of love, and sometimes it was a categorical denial; The curse of the spirit; at one time, it was the cruel and ruthless punishment of the emperor Fuxi, and at the other time, it was the soul that was extracted and refined into the miserable hiss of burning silence...

Prince Changqin felt that he was in the dark and lightless Guixu, torn apart by countless whirlpools and curses until his body was smashed to pieces.Thousands of dark green soul fires were lit, like a pair of eyes staring at him with malice, singing a vicious dirge in unison in his ears.

Come on, come to us...

The living are passers-by, the dead are returning home, what good is living, death is the final destination...

The crown prince Changqin was demoted to a mortal, and he will never be a fairy!Guilty to God, nothing to pray for...

No!I'm not……

not what?Prince Changqin couldn't answer either, so he could only back away in a panic in the pitch-black void, not knowing where he came from or where he was going.The wild-eyed ghost fire swarmed up, stretching out countless sharp claws in the void, scrambling to reach forward, chasing the hem of Prince Changqin's stumbling clothes, trying to drag him down.

All evil retreat, break!

Just when those ghost claws touched the corner of his clothes, a piece of golden light suddenly appeared on Prince Changqin's skin, forming a shield in mid-air, pressing back with great momentum!

Like the morning sun rising in the turbulent sea, the flames tore through the eternal chill, and the will-o'-the-wisp retreated in fear, screaming and disappearing like foam.A warm spiritual power traveled through his limbs, warming his icy body.The darkness slowly split open, revealing the scene behind the phantom.

This……

Prince Changqin blinked, and found that she was still beside the corpse, guarding Xie Yi by her side, putting down her slender hand from his forehead.

"You are trapped." Xie Yi's voice sounded at this moment, and there was an extraordinarily calming force.

"Relax your hands, the smell of blood on your hands will attract more monsters."

Xie Yi lowered his head, opened his fingers one by one, and the cool spell fell on his palm, and the flesh and blood healed automatically until it was as clean as ever, without any traces.

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Made a button for the author's column, and found that the pen name has Koukou, embarrassing