The thirty-first sky in the dark night is full of weirdness.
Because this is a world of monsters, there is no refuge for major sects and clans like the Daolian Tian before.
The only shelters here are the caves and caves in the territory governed by the twelve mountain kings.
In the Xiongshan Hall, there was still some noise at this time. Some human monks and the demon cultivators from Xiongshan were laughing together, drinking wine vigorously, and even being drunk, forgetting the racial differences, holding hands and calling each other brothers.
Xiaobai led Zhao Wujiang to his cave.
The interior of the cave is simple and simple. It is at the back door of the cave. After exiting, it is on the back mountainside of the main peak.
The mountain wind was lingering in the dark night, and Xiaobai and Zhao Wujiang were blowing the mountain wind.
It is no longer as strong as a mountain like the Wolf King, but has returned to its original appearance as a snow wolf.
It lay quietly next to Zhao Wujiang, explaining to Zhao Wujiang the strange things he had encountered before.
The black shadow flying past on a broomstick in the moonlight was not a monk, but a resentful spirit.
It is the thirty-first-level Dao Lotus Heaven that is like an everlasting resentful spirit in the wilderness mountains.
Every dark night, this resentful spirit would fly from the west to the east, seeming to be patrolling its territory.
"Have you investigated the identity of this resentful spirit?" Zhao Wujiang exhaled quietly, the moonlight was cold and bright, and the mountain shadows were dancing and hazy.
Xiao Bai breathed out the smell of alcohol. His eyes were still gray and black, but without the original clarity. Even though this was his territory, his eyes couldn't help but look around cautiously. He was worried that someone would hurt Zhao Wujiang.
It replied:
"They should be members of the Yu clan in ancient times."
"In the ancient times? Was there the Yu family?" Zhao Wujiang felt like he had heard of it somewhere.
"Yeah." Xiaobai hummed softly:
“I also heard what other mountain kings said.
Because this resentful spirit has a pattern of the mythical beast Zoyu on its forehead. "
Xiaobai said, using his wolf claws to draw a picture:
"The mythical beast Zou Yu is the totem of the Yu clan in ancient times, so we speculate that this resentful spirit should be a member of the Yu clan."
Zhao Wujiang looked at the picture drawn by Xiaobai and remembered that he had seen a resentful spirit with a dragon pattern tattooed on his forehead in front of Dao Liantian. He appeared out of thin air. In order to protect him, he rushed towards his pursuers and was beaten. broken.
Now that he heard from Xiaobai that this was the totem of the Yu clan, he realized that almost all the resentful spirits who protected him before were members of the Yu clan.
So, does Zhao Wujiang have anything to do with the Yu family?
Or is this just a random ghost found by someone who wants to help him?
"How strong is this resentful spirit?" Zhao Wujiang frowned, recalling Xiaobai's cautious actions before, extinguishing the light, then silenced, and waited quietly.
This showed that this resentful spirit was extremely powerful, but how strong it was, he wanted to know.
Xiaobai shook his head:
“I don’t know the specifics.
But according to everyone's speculation, it should be a supreme being.
But since no one has seen the Supreme, it is difficult to confirm.
But it is definitely much stronger than us. "
Zhao Wujiang nodded.
"That's right." Xiaobai seemed to have thought of something and asked seriously:
"Brother...brother, have you heard about the ancient tomb?"
Zhao Wujiang shook his head. He had heard of caves, ancient ruins, etc. before.
But I have never heard anything about the ancient tomb.
After all, he is considered a casual cultivator and does not know as much as the cultivators from the big clans and sects.
Those monks know many things that are difficult for casual monks to know because they have the secrets recorded in the notebooks of their ancestors and the instructions given by their predecessors.
Xiaobai's eyes in the dark night glowed with a faint green light. He lay quietly with a peaceful expression on his face and said softly:
“It is said that there is an ancient tomb in the Thirty-one Level Lotus Heaven.
There is a cave inside the ancient tomb.
There is an attic with books, a method of practice, magical weapons, and a broken Taoist weapon! "
"Taoist?" Zhao Wujiang looked at Xiaobai in surprise.
Dao weapons are weapons that contain the origin of Dao. Let alone ordinary monks, even the Supreme may not own one.
Now there is actually a Taoist soldier in the thirty-first-level Taoist Lotus?
Even if it is broken, it is enough to shock the world.
