Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The unlucky guy who picked Wu Xingxue was the first "envoy" Zhao Qinglai they found.

Zhao Qinglai's nails, which were held in his sleeves, were as sharp as a knife blade, and they could easily draw ravines when they fell on the stone wall.

He picks Wu Xingxue, because the other party looks dignified and thin, unarmed, and he looks like the kind of young master who only knows how to enjoy the wind and the moon.Brother Gongzi didn't even wrap a thick cloth towel to block the wind, he just hugged the hand warmer, and his neck was left open.

As long as he stroked that neck lightly, blood gushed out...

Effortlessly, everything is done!

Zhao Qinglai licked his teeth, aimed at the side of the neck, and slapped his hand——

Clang!

When the voice sounded, Zhao Qinglai didn't react.

People who are dead always react more slowly.When he realized that it was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed——

The hand he used to stroke Wu Xingxue's neck was gone.

Under Zhang Kuang's sword intent, the thousands of sharp edges that opened suddenly swept across Zhao Qinglai's body like the unavoidable cold wind in midwinter.

His tightly tied thick jacket was torn apart, and the strength to support his body suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Qinglai's eyes burst out, and he raised his eyes abruptly.

Wu Xingxue had disappeared, and now it was another person standing in front of him.Seeing the tall man, the long sword was not light or heavy on the ground, looking down at him while holding the hilt of the sword, he said coldly: "Come on."

……

I can't come.

Zhao Qinglai collapsed on the ground in an instant, and his roar changed from hoarse to sharp, like a whistle, resounding through the entire tomb, full of unwillingness.

It's not just Zhao Qing.

Those who jumped at the three immortal disciples were also cut into pieces by the flying sword intent.

The Xianmen disciple's sharp sword stabbed straight out, but it missed nothing.Watching helplessly, the person who had been so fierce last moment suddenly collapsed and fell into the pile of rags.

When they were "summoned" to the Great Sad Valley, they had already been cut into pieces, with deep hatred and fierce aura. They should have been monsters that everyone feared.

But when they rolled to the ground in disarray, their bodies were pale and stiff, with scars all over them.The head turned several times, the eyes were red, and they were staring open...

Everyone couldn't bear to watch it again.

They were all real people after all.

The young disciples of the Immortal Sect were still young, and they were the most obvious. They took a few steps back with pale faces, neither moving nor not moving with their swords in their hands.In the end, he looked at Xiao Fuxuan who was at a loss for what to do.

Yi Wusheng is the elder of the fourth hall of the Hua family, and he has seen many similar scenes, but he never retreated.But he is a doctor by nature, and he still can't bear to watch.Also subconsciously looked at Xiao Fuxuan.

There are actually not many rumors about this immortal in the world, because those who deal with him are all the most evil and evil people.He doesn't care about good and bad, he doesn't care about good or bad, he doesn't hear anyone's prayers, and he never protects anything.

There are very few portraits of him, and there are not many statues of gods. Most of them stand in places that ordinary people dare not go to.

Others, such as the immortals in the Lingtai, the portraits and statues are all smiling, and the spring breeze is blowing the world.

Only him, no matter which statue, no matter whether it looks like it or not, his expression is always cold, without a smile.

It's no wonder that the people don't like to offer him at home.Because at first glance, ordinary people's gatherings and separations, life and death joys and sorrows, in his eyes, can't make any waves at all.

Just like at this moment, he lowered his eyes, cast his eyes from the long eye slits, swept across the stumps and heads all over the ground, and glanced at those eyes that refused to close their eyes, and there was still no emotion on his face.

After scanning it, he just raised his thin eyelids.

Zhao Qinglai and their screams became extremely shrill, echoing in the tomb, leaving a slightly sad ending.

Xiao Fuxuan turned a deaf ear to the ending sound, he gathered the sword intent and put it back into the sheath.

At that moment, almost everyone in the tomb felt uncomfortable.

It's not because of likes or dislikes, but because of the discomfort of being too sharp and sharp.

Just like a sword that has killed many things, even if it is washed clean of blood, wrapped in a jade shell, and lined with the cool and lonely moonlight, it is still a fierce soldier that no one dares to touch.

Only Wu Xingxue felt differently.

Because he pressed his fingers against Xiao Fuxuan's back, when Zhao Qinglai and the others collapsed to the ground, with limbs and heads rolling around, he clearly felt Xiao Fuxuan turned slightly sideways.

It was an extremely small movement, so small that even Wu Xingxue couldn't react immediately.

It wasn't until his sight to the stump was cut off, and he could no longer see those unsettled eyes, that he realized that Xiao Fuxuan was blocking him, preventing him from seeing those on the ground.

This is really strange.

A demon who kills without batting an eyelid, yet someone would block his eyes.

After being blocked, Wu Xingxue slowly realized that he really didn't want to see those things.

Perhaps it was the big dream in Quedu that changed his nature.When he saw those stumped limbs and heads, he felt uncomfortable, just like he couldn't bear the blood on his hands after killing the pussy.

Wu Xingxue was silent for a moment, then moved her finger against Xiao Fuxuan's.

"Xiao Fuxuan."

"En." Xiao Fuxuan responded in a low voice.

Wu Xingxue leaned forward and was about to speak, but saw Xiao Fuxuan turned his head before waiting for the next sentence.

At that moment, he was a little closer, his breath almost falling in front of his nose.

Wu Xingxue pursed her lips and straightened up after a while.

Xiao Fuxuan said in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?"

Wu Xingxue: "It's nothing, I forgot when the words came to my lips."

Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyes, and there was a sharp crease at the end of his thin eyes.

Wu Xingxue looked at him and said softly, "Then... thank you, Shangxian?"

"..."

Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu felt like they were going to die when they heard such a thank you.

***

The stumped limbs that collapsed on the ground did not calm down, they were struggling persistently, scratching with sharp fingers, making creaking noises, as if they wanted to piece together and stand up again.

Hearing this, the Xianmen disciple's hairs stood on end, he rubbed his neck, and rummaged through his body.

"Where's my Qiankun bag? Brother, did you bring it? Why don't you take these, these..."

Gao E, Zhao Qinglai and their eyes were still rolling, looking at the crowd, their mouths opened and closed as if they had something to say.In front of these gazes, the young disciples really couldn't say the word "murderous thing".

"These people are all put into bags? They can't just be scattered like this, or should they also be pasted with talismans?"

"How can I post this? I don't have so many talismans!"

The woodcutter was still in good shape before, so it was enough to stick a talisman to prevent him from suddenly acting up.Right now, this place is a mess, there are limbs everywhere, even if you want to paste amulets, you don't know which one to stick.

The little disciple finally got out the Qiankun bag, squatted down and was about to make a move, but was grabbed by one of the severed hands.

"what!!!"

As soon as he jumped up, he drew his sword to remove the severed hand.But a hoarse voice sounded: "Please, please, little master..."

The little disciple wanted to cry but had no tears, so he almost begged her, "What are you begging for, let go of your hands first."

The sharp nails pierced into his flesh, and they clenched extremely tightly: "Please, little master, I can't be here, I can't be here, I really have two daughters, I really have..."

The hoarse voice began to whine.

After hearing this, everyone recognized that it was Gao E who was speaking.

"I can't be here, I have to find someone to replace me, I want to go home..."

"I'm going home, I'm going home."

She turned her head in a panic, and her other hand crawled quickly on the ground, grabbing a person's ankle nearby.

It wasn't any immortal disciple who was caught by her, but Ning Huaishan.

"Hey you—" Yi Wusheng wanted to stop subconsciously.

Ning Huaishan's face was pulled down, and there was a flash of fierceness in his expression.

After all, he made his voice in Zhaoye City, and he has been fighting in the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​corpses. He doesn't have the humanity of a young disciple of the Immortal Sect.

I saw him squatting down with his elbows on his knees, licking his fangs, and his smile was more creepy than that of a monster: "You really asked the wrong person, ma'am, even though I'm thin, you think I'm easy to handle Oh, I have a bad temper, if you dare to make my ankle a little skinned, I—"

"Please, please brother, my two little girls are still waiting for me, they are very young."

"My man is gone. They wouldn't be able to live without me."

"In this world, they can't survive, they are really too young, please..."

Gao E clutched his ankle and said.

The doctor Wusheng stepped over and wanted to intervene, but he saw that Gao E's long and pointed nails had pierced Ning Huaishan's ankle, and blood was winding down his protruding bones.

His fingers were already curled up, and the blue veins were clearly visible through the pale skin.

He obviously had stored up his strength, but he didn't crush the severed hand that didn't know how to live or die.

For some reason, he stopped halfway and was actually listening to Gao E.

"I just have these two children, they are my life, please."

"What's the use of begging me, ma'am?" Ning Huaishan said suddenly, still in that annoying tone, "You're already dead, you can't go home anymore. Those two girls of yours are also doomed not to survive. You I've seen this, many times—"

He said softly: "My mother also begged for the same person back then, is it useful? No."

Yi Wusheng was stunned when he heard this sentence.

Ning Huaishan squatted, no one could see his expression, only his claw-like fingers and the top of his hair.

Yi Wusheng suddenly remembered that when he saw this little devil dozens of years ago, he was thirteen or fourteen years old, as thin as a stick, and seemed to die with a random move, but there was a stubborn fierceness in his eyes. meaning.

He thought to himself at the time: Which family's child is this, who committed crimes and went astray.

Looking back after decades, this little devil is not so skinny, but still thin.When squatting, there was only a ball, obviously full of killing intent, but it was still slow to land.

Perhaps Gao E reminded him of the beginning of the wrong path.

"It's useful, it's useful, there's a way..." Gao E cried reluctantly.

"Oh, what's the way? Is there a way for you to break into pieces like this? Look at the gods you worship all day long. Now that you're crying like this, which god cares about you?" Ning Huaishan said, "Now you just chose me again , then let me teach you a truth, either find a way to live, or die and die, don't beg, don't cry, admit—"

Before the word "Fate" came out, he was kicked from behind.

It's not heavy, it's not heavy that makes him angry!

Ning Huaishan turned his head murderously, and saw the face of his city lord.

Ning Huaishan: "..."

What's the matter!

"Talking too much, being long-winded. I haven't seen you move for a long time. Get up." Wu Xingxue pulled him with his foot.

Ning Huaishan: "..."

"I'm sorry, she's on my feet." Ning Huaishan said with a bit of grievance, and stepped aside, still supporting his feet, for his city lord to see.

Wu Xingxue looked at the sharp severed hand: "Just now you said it's useful, you shouldn't be talking nonsense, let me listen, what can I do?"

Gao E immediately shouted: "Find someone to replace me! Just replace me!"

She was almost delighted, and her voice was so high that she broke her voice: "As long as someone replaces me, I can go back."

Wu Xingxue asked: "Oh, so sure? Someone told you this method?"

Those immortal disciples were taken aback for a moment, and they said yes.Not everyone knows the life talisman. Ordinary people are trapped in this formation and become a murderous creature. Most of them are following their nature-hungry, so they find something to eat.

Even if subconsciously want to find a substitute for the dead ghost, it should be wandering in the valley, waiting for some unlucky people to come.

But these few are special, they know how to disguise, they know how to go out of the valley to find someone, and they even know that the scent of tribute can hide the corpse's aura, so that people can't detect that they have changed.

This really doesn't seem to come from the murderous animal's muddle-headed instinct, but it seems that someone has mentioned it.

Gao E: "Yes! Yes, yes..."

Her reaction was not as fast as that of a living person, and she kept repeating these few sentences.

Everyone immediately asked, "Who?"

Gao E said softly: "The gods, the gods told me."

immortal?

Wu Xingxue recalled Xiao Fuxuan's saying that there were many gods who died in immortality, just like Yun Hai, those statues of gods were also erected here later, like a huge fairy tomb.

So Gao E's answer is not surprising.

But the others didn't hear Xiao Fuxuan's words, and they were still puzzled: "How did the god tell you, and how did you know he was a god? Have you seen it?"

"No, no." Gao E said, "It's a dream. The gods gave me a dream."

When the stumps on the ground heard this, they became agitated. Zhao Qinglai and the others echoed, "Yes, we are too. It's a dream."

They chattered, and everyone knew about it——

These few people were summoned to the Great Sad Valley, as if they were sleepwalking, they broke themselves to pieces, and folded themselves into the last few vacant statues of boys and girls.

When all this happened, they didn't know it, and thought they were having a bizarre dream.

In the dream, they were in a fairy temple, sitting cross-legged on the altars on both sides of the fairy temple, holding incense burners in their hands, just like real fairy envoys.

They recited scriptures together with the other immortal envoys, and suddenly saw a tall shadow coming in across the threshold, and said to them: "The ties of the world are still unbroken, and the obstacles are not clear, so I can't be an emissary for the time being."They will have to be troubled to send someone else.

When their replacements arrive, they can go home.

When they woke up, they found themselves sealed in the statue of the virgin.

The horror of that moment is unforgettable.

"What does that fairy look like?" asked the doctor Wusheng.

This time, Gao E and the others couldn't speak at all, as if they had been silenced and restrained.

The more restrictions are imposed, the more curious everyone becomes.

But he still couldn't find out why, so he had no choice but to give up, and asked instead: "Then did he ever say, what kind of replacement should he ask you to find?"

Because of common sense, these few people want to find someone to replace them, and it couldn't be easier to find a few orphans, widows, old and young in the outskirts.I also echoed what the god said, "The fate of the world is broken", why bother to take the risk to go to the fairy gate?

"As I said before, he said that everything is ready in the temple, but there is a lack of immortality in the southeast, northwest and four directions."

They guessed that the immortal energy should refer to the people in the immortal sect.But they are ordinary people, naturally they dare not look for big disciples or some powerful figures. After much deliberation, the easiest ones are the young disciples who have just started.

Speaking of which, their luck is not bad. Most of the people who had accidents before they came would go to the fairy gate for help, and they were not obtrusive.

Secondly, the Canglang Northern Territory collapsed, and most of the powerful figures from the nearby fairy gates had not returned, or had just returned, so they couldn't take care of them.This allowed them to get three little disciples.

The Xianmen disciple wondered: "Isn't there still one left?"

Gao E hesitated and said: "If you can deceive as many as you can, if you can't, then... just look for opportunities later."

"..."

The younger disciples became more and more frightened when they thought about it, and their faces turned green.

The doctor's expression is also a bit complicated.He glanced at Wu Xingxue, then looked at Zhao Qinglai, and said, "Then why did you pick him... Young Master Cheng?"

They all said that they were looking for someone with immortal aura, and besides the three young disciples present, there were at least two more who could choose.One is Xiao Fuxuan, and the other is Yi Wusheng himself.

Even if Xiao Fuxuan didn't want to get close at first glance, isn't there still him, he has a little remnant soul left at the moment, if he really fights, maybe he can't compare to those three little disciples.

Zhao Qinglai also had a unique vision, so he just skipped over him and picked the most devilish one.

Doctor Wusheng originally just said something casually, but Zhao Qinglai replied grumblingly: "Among those with immortal energy, he seems to be the best to deal with."

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

What's in the people? ? ?

At that moment, Doctor Wu felt that either he was deaf, or Zhao Qinglai was blind.

***

After Gao E and the others said this, everyone gradually understood.

No wonder there are already 33 statues of "boys" and "virgins", but the tomb looks quiet, as if there is no battle.It turned out that it was because the people were wrong, and there were still four immortal spirits missing.

"So, is the life talisman really useful? Can it revive the idol?" The young disciple of Xianmen looked at Dr. Yiwu, "Otherwise, what is the god doing so seriously?"

"This..." Now even the doctor Wu couldn't answer.

"It's useless." Xiao Fuxuan's voice suddenly sounded.

Wu Xingxue turned to look at him, and saw the life talisman attached to the portrait of a boy and girl between his fingers, and said: "This talisman is rare among the people, but it is everywhere in the fairy city."

The implication is obvious, which fairy from Xiandu would use this thing to resurrect himself?

"Could it be that some folks didn't understand and made such a move?" the young disciples speculated.

Xiao Fuxuan moved his lips, but before he could make a sound, the little disciples shook their heads again and again, denying it to themselves: "No, no, no, no one who is ignorant of the people would come to a place like the Great Sadness Valley to form a mess, crazy what?"

"Then why is this life talisman sticky?"

"That's right, this talisman fell off with a light touch, and several statues of boys and girls were also broken..."

They muttered.

Speaking of broken pottery, Wu Xingxue saw Xiao Fuxuan frowned slightly, and poked the broken pottery on the ground a few times with the tip of his sword.

Wu Xingxue looked over and saw the bloodstains of scratching all over the statue of the virgin who had pretended to be Gao'e.

He stared at the blood mark for a while, and suddenly noticed something was wrong.

After Gao E and the others turned fierce, their nails were as sharp as knives, almost cutting iron like mud, and fell into ravines on the stone wall, but they couldn't scratch this pottery statue of a boy and girl?Only caught a mess inside?

Moreover, the accidents of these people are recent events, but the statues of boys and girls seem to be some years old, and they may be about the same age as the statues in the tomb.

Then what were these statues of boys and girls doing in the tombs before these people pasted the talismans?

Xiao Fuxuan suddenly raised the tip of the sword, and the fragment fell into his hand.

Wu Xingxue took a look, and saw that there seemed to be a small mark under the criss-cross scratching blood marks on the fragments, but because it was completely destroyed, it couldn't be seen clearly.

"This is?" Wu Xingxue asked.

"I can't see clearly." Xiao Fuxuan paused and said, "It's probably for printing."

"For printing?" Naturally, Wu Xingxue had never heard of it, and asked again: "What's the use?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Collect incense for offering."

Wu Xingxue smiled: "Shangxian, do you think I understand?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

He probably seldom explained these minutiae to others in detail. Wu Xingxue looked at them with a smile, and said again in silence for a moment: "In the past, the immortals in the fairy capital would leave incense on the statues in order to receive incense offerings from various fairy temples in the world. for printing."

Wu Xingxue remembered what he said about Yun Hai before, and in the end, he was deposed as a fairy and sent back to the world because he had no incense.

"In this way, incense offerings are to all gods, just like food is to the common people. If you don't have it, you can't live?" Wu Xingxue said.

Xiao Fuxuan corrected: "Almost all of them."

Wu Xingxue: "There are exceptions?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Yes."

Wu Xingxue: "For example?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "...Me."

Wu Xingxue let out a soft "ah", but he understood.He was summoned to become an immortal, not under the care of the twelve immortals in Lingtai.It is also in charge of punishment and amnesty, which has nothing to do with the common people in the world, exceptions are normal.

He didn't ask much, just said: "Then what is the purpose of leaving the seal on the statue of the boy and girl? This tomb is sunk in the ground, and no one comes to worship. Whose incense will I receive?"

As Wu Xingxue said, he suddenly thought of the ever-burning lamps that were quietly burning all over the stone wall, and suddenly felt that the people who opened up this tomb and put down the statues of boys and girls didn't really want to collect incense, just like this ever-burning lamp. A silent companion.

Gao E and the others still had a few bundles of unbroken tribute incense in their tattered clothes. Wu Xingxue bent down and pulled out three, took an oil lamp on the stone wall and lit it, and burned the incense stick beside the broken pottery. for a while.

Suddenly, the thin curling green smoke dispersed in a certain direction.

"What's the matter with the smoke?" The Xianmen disciple looked over, stretched out his hand and said, "There is no wind in the cave right now."

"Could it be pointing?"

Everyone looked at each other and immediately followed Qingyan.

They passed through countless holes along the way, and found nearly [-] statues of boys and girls, each of which was opened, and there was a tragic death inside.They had all scratched and struggled inside, so the inside of the pottery statue was bloodstained and messy.

Xiao Fuxuan picked out a fragment for each one, and under the bloodstains of the fragments was a seal that had been scratched to pieces.

***

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Doctor Wu muttered, "I'm afraid we have reached the end of the Great Sad Valley...?"

Before the words were finished, they followed Qingyan through a side road and entered a huge round room. Doctor Wu suddenly became speechless——

Because the round room was full of tall god statues.

The discussion of those immortal disciples stopped abruptly, and they gasped.

They have entered the ordinary fairy temple, and the statues inside are not so tall.There are also statues of gods at the entrances of some towns and at the port of Jindu, which are extremely high, but there are not so many.

Most of them were carved on wooden pillars and stone pillars. This was the first time they had seen such a scene full of giant statues.

The lingering sense of oppression kept them silent, and they didn't even dare to look more.

But they couldn't help watching.

"These statues are the same as the one outside the tomb... I don't know any of them." The Xianmen disciple showed shock on his face, "I have never seen so many strange gods gathered together."

"Senior, what about you? Do you know him?"

Yi Wusheng shook his head, he raised his face, glanced over one by one, and said after a long time: "I don't even know each other."

As soon as Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu entered this place, they felt that they could spit out three lives in place.

Their faces turned pale, and their throats rolled subconsciously, but they heard their city lord ask softly: "Do you want to vomit here too?"

Ning Huaishan pressed his mouth, swallowed the overwhelming feeling, and said after a while: "Shouldn't we vomit?"

Fang Chu put Ning Huaishan's shoulders on his shoulders and bent down.After holding back for a long time, until his eyeballs turned green, he turned his head and asked Wu Xingxue, "City Lord... I wanted to ask before, why didn't you respond to the statue at all?"

He wanted to vomit again, afraid of being disrespectful to the city lord, he quickly buried his head on Ning Huaishan's shoulder.

Ning Huaishan warned: "If you dare to spit on me, I will never end with you. I am serious."

Wu Xingxue looked calm: "I don't know why I didn't respond."

Ning Huaishan looked at him with a green face, and said "Oh" for a long time, and said in his heart that the city lord didn't remember anything, so he probably forgot if he knew why, vomit——

Hold.

The two of them really couldn't do it, they scrambled back while waving their hands.

Wu Xingxue was left puzzled.

He asked Xiao Fuxuan puzzledly: "You said earlier that Yun Hai is not the only immortal here who has not died well. Presumably these statues are all here?"

Xiao Fuxuan was looking at the statues.

There was no surprise on his face, but he swept through everything one by one.It was as if... He knew who there would be, but he was still looking for something.

After reading everything, he closed his eyes and replied calmly, "Well, it's all."

That's weird.

Wu Xingxue murmured in her heart - if they were all beaten back to the human world like Yun Hai, then the people carved by these god statues would not be considered immortals long ago.

Since it is not considered a fairy, it has been forgotten by the world.Then these stone statues shouldn't have any influence on the two little devils, Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu.

After all, when they saw the statue of Yun Hai before, they didn't react much.

He was about to speak when he heard a young disciple exclaim: "There are words on this altar."

Wu Xingxue looked down, and the altars at the feet of the statues were really engraved with words.

"Sang Feng, you can't move the mountain with your palm."

"Or song, Palm Snow Pond."

"Menggu, take charge of Jingguan."

……

Wu Xingxue passed through the statues of gods, and scanned the writing on the altar.On it are the names of each god and the places they once held.

For a moment, he stopped suddenly among the group portraits, feeling that these immortals who did not die well seemed not so strange.

It was as if...he had seen these smiling faces before, but never again.

"There is a seal on the back!" Another person shouted.

Wu Xingxue came back to her senses in a daze, and glanced over.There are imprints on the back of the two statues near him, and the positions are symmetrical to the name taboo and palm ground in front.Wu Xingxue bent down and scanned it with an oil lamp, and found that the marks corresponded to those in the portraits of boys and girls.

"Sure enough, these statues are enshrined." Wu Xingxue murmured to himself, and he looked up to count again, and found that there were no more, no less, exactly 33 statues, exactly the same number as the statues of boys and girls.

It's as if the people who built this fairy tomb hoped that even if they were no longer immortals, they would still be accompanied by someone, so that they would not be lonely.

But thinking about it this way, it doesn't make sense for those people who were summoned.

Why would they stuff themselves into the statues of boys and girls, and why would they scratch the seals inside?It's as if... those offerings didn't have a soothing effect, but instead made something restless and bored.

There are not many oil lamps in this round room, and the deeper it goes, the darker it becomes.

Wu Xingxue vaguely saw that there seemed to be something at the end of the statues standing in a row.The outline is hidden in the shadow, so blurred that only a cornice can be seen.

pavilion?

Yaotai?

He subconsciously thought of what the fairy capital might have, where the immortals used to live.After all, the same is true of folk cemeteries, and some things like houses will be built in the tomb.

Holding the oil lamp, Wu Xingxue walked there, just wanting to see what happened.

As soon as he lifted his foot, someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him back.

"Don't go forward."

Xiao Fuxuan pressed his shoulder, and a deep voice rang in his ear.

"how?"

"There are arrays."

"Array?"

"Yes." Xiao Fuxuan said, "I just saw that these 33 statues are not standing randomly, but arranged in a formation."

As soon as his words fell, screams and exclamations resounded in the round room: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The screams were hoarse and shrill, there were men and women, it was Gao E and the others' voices.

Wu Xingxue took a closer look, and saw that the stumped limbs seemed to be attracted by something, and they quickly crawled towards the darkness ahead, and then struggled and screamed.For a while, the smell of blood spread.

Wu Xingxue could almost see the blood splashing.

His wrist was being grabbed, so he had to squint his eyes and turn his head.But he felt a lightness on his shoulders, and Xiao Fuxuan's slender hand blocked the tip of his nose by a few millimeters, offsetting the splashed blood.

Xiao Fuxuan withdrew his hand, coldly shook off those blood beads, and threw an oil lamp into the darkness.

All of a sudden, an open fire burst into the darkness with a "boom", the fire was white and blue, and it was as high as the top.

Gao E and the others were scalded by the flames, woke up screaming, and retreated back, no longer burrowing into the darkness.

Disregarding his politeness, the doctor asked loudly over their screams, "Why are you running there!"

"sound."

"I heard the voice of the fairy again."

Gao E said.

The "immortal" who entrusted them with a dream, saying that the southeast, the north, and the west still lack a little bit of fairy spirit?

Wu Xingxue narrowed his eyes and looked through the bright blue flame. When the flame slowly fell, he finally saw clearly what was in the darkness——

It was a pavilion carved out of cold stone.

It is not a fairy temple for worship, it is more like someone's residence, with couches, screens, stone railings, and flying corridors, just like a certain Yao Palace in Xiandu, but the Yao Palace is closely connected to a high platform. Full of prophecies.

The prophecy cannot be seen clearly, but there is a plaque on the Yao Palace, there should be words on the plaque, but it was chiseled out for some reason.There was only one corner of the plaque left, and the rest fell to the ground, and the word "wind" could be vaguely seen.

...Sit in the spring breeze?

"Sit in the spring breeze."

When those three words flashed through Wu Xingxue's mind, Xiao Fuxuan also spoke so heavily that he couldn't tell who came first.

"Where is this place?" Wu Xingxue quietly looked at the high platform and then at the cornice.

Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a long time and said, "Abolish Xiantai."

Wu Xingxue let out a soft "Oh".

Presumably, those abolished gods once stood on that high platform full of prophecies.How could such a place of abandoned immortals be named "Zit Chunfeng"? It really... failed Chunfeng for nothing.

The Abandoned Immortal Terrace Cultivator is here, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, it looks like it is used to warn someone.

Wu Xingxue thought that there were 33 god statues in this round room, and by comparison, the solitary cloud statue seemed out of place.

Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu still reacted greatly to the 33 statues, vomiting and feeling uncomfortable. Presumably there are still some immortal powers on these statues, which should be formed by the long-term worship of the statues of boys and girls.

But the two of them didn't respond to Yun Hai's image, which showed that Yun Hai was really given the name of immortal.

From this point of view, it is self-evident who this abandoned Xiantai is warning.

Wu Xingxue remembered what Xiao Fuxuan said, that Yun Hai was devoured by evil spirits and died in the Valley of Sadness.It caused Hua Xin to go down with a sword in his hand, slaughtering all the demons in the Great Sad Valley, and then repaired this cemetery, offering Yun Hai's statue, and later offering other statues one after another.

He had been a little puzzled before, since the master and apprentice love each other deeply, and since he wanted to enshrine the dead disciple, why did he sink the tomb in the ground and keep the mortals away?

Now that I think about it... I'm afraid it's not a simple offering.

The Daoming blue flame was always burning, like a barrier, separating everyone from the ruined fairy platform.

Under the light of the fire, the abandoned Xiantai was like a tomb, tightly pressing down on the things in the tomb.

Judging from the fallen plaque, the tomb has been moved.

The flames were too bright, and the flickering light was reflected on the 33 huge statues, and reflected in their half-drowned eyes. At first glance, it seemed as if the eyes had moved.

"Brother...why do I feel that the statue seems to be looking at us?"

"Did I think too much? The statue seems to be a little more sideways than before."

"Let it be illuminated by the fire."

At the feet of the 33 statues, there seems to be a slight light shining between the stone slabs and ravines, like a faintly flowing formation under the cloth.

"Xiao Fuxuan." Wu Xingxue tilted his head and asked, "You said these gods are a formation, what is this formation for?"

Xiao Fuxuan looked at the faint lights criss-crossing the ground, and said, "Suppressing evil spirits, or suppressing remnant souls."

He was silent for a moment, and then said: "Make it so that it will never see the sun again."