Under the firelight, Gongyang Xiamu didn't say anything after hearing these words. He just turned his head silently and looked at the helpless, frightened and uneasy Rakshasa people. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Late at night, Lin Xiaolu waited silently for the night, adding firewood to the crackling bonfire while listening to the gradually smoother breathing of the people around him.
He looked at the two brothers Zong Lawemeng and Basong Wemeng who were sleeping in each other's arms, and then at Zhuang Baobao who was meditating not far away.
He was a little unsure, whether what was happening now was a trial in the secret realm or something else. After all, the academy would not arrange for a completely invincible existence like Fu Gu. Previously, Chief Yan said that Fu Gu was sealed in He could understand why he couldn't get out of the zombie forest, but now...
If that guy is really killing people everywhere, then it will indeed be a nightmare for the students as it is immortal.
I hope everything will be normal the day after tomorrow, the secret realm will be opened, and the system owners can come in to save these poor Rakshasa people.
The boy who still didn't know what was going on in the outside world looked at the bonfire and thought to himself.
next day
It's early in the morning, it's just getting dark
"Brother Lu, we have set up a formation around this mountain. If Fugu appears, we will detect it immediately."
In the bustling temporary camp, several classmates who had some knowledge of formations reported the situation to Lin Xiaolu. The current situation was special, and almost everyone present followed Lin Xiaolu's lead.
"Then if other students are close, can we feel it?" He asked a teenager.
"Okay." The other party replied:
"As long as a classmate approaches, we can detect it immediately and pull him into the camp. It will be safer for everyone to be together."
In the field, Lin Xiaolu nodded with satisfaction and continued to discuss countermeasures with everyone.
Now their idea is to wait until the end of the secret realm tomorrow, and recruit as many students as possible before then, so that they can still have the strength to fight when they encounter the non-transforming bones, and compare quantity with quality.
"Donor Little Deer, Donor Ah Yi is awake."
In the distance, Wu Gu suddenly shouted excitedly. Lin Xiaolu heard the sound and hurried over in surprise. He saw Ha Yi who had just woken up. Others were also paying attention to his injuries.
At this moment, Ha Yi was recovering from his injuries and still looked a little weak. His first words after waking up were:
"I'm done with my chicken legs."
For a moment, everyone present was dumbfounded, and the atmosphere briefly improved.
Seeing that A Yi had woken up and was recovering well, Lin Xiaolu came to Shangguan Hamigua, who was still unconscious, and looked at her face.
After Wugu, Bingtang'er, and Zhao Mumu took turns to heal the wounds, Shangguan's little face as big as the palm of a cantaloupe has initially returned to ruddy color, and it is estimated that he will wake up in a short time, which makes Lin Xiaolu feel relieved.
And just when everyone started to discuss whether to place some defensive talismans around them, another classmate suddenly shouted from the outside of the camp:
"Brother Lu, there is a classmate's scent approaching!"
When Lin Xiaolu heard this, he immediately ran over and said in surprise:
"How many people came?"
"There's only one, and his breath is very weak. He seems to be injured."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu immediately frowned and ran down the mountain quickly in the direction pointed by the classmate.
His speed was very fast, and he ran hundreds of meters in a short time. Finally, he passed through the dense forest and saw the figure of a young man covered in blood, and then he was stunned.
"Brother Wild Dog?"
"Brother Lin!"
…
…
At noon, in the crowded mountainside, countless boys and girls, sitting together with the Rakshasa people, quietly looked at the pale wild dog in the field, which was being treated by Zhuang Baobao.
While receiving treatment, he clenched his fists tightly and said excitedly:
"More than a dozen of our classmates met what you call Buhuagu last night. In the end, except for me, everyone else died there, even my dog."
At this point, a trace of overwhelming anger flashed in the wild dog's eyes, and the veins on his neck popped out.
"You can't teleport without turning into bones. Why don't you wild dogs teleport away?" Xia Mu, the ram on the side, asked.
"It's Liu Boyang!"
The wild dog said with a sad and angry face:
"That bitch has a strange bead that can seal a space. We can't teleport at all. We can only fight with that zombie called Boneless. I only teleported out after the bitch risked his life to sneak attack Liu Boyang. !”
As soon as these words came out, Caleb, whose eyes were destroyed among the Rakshasa tribe, immediately looked miserable and said:
"That is the soul of all spirits, a sacred object of our Rakshasa clan."
On the side, Fu Luo looked sad and said with red and swollen eyes:
"All the souls and souls have been taken away. Grandpa Patriarch seems to have really died"
In the field, all the Rakshasa clan members lowered their heads, and many women even covered their mouths tightly, trying not to cry.
Seeing so many Rakshasa people in grief, the young men felt uncomfortable, and deep sorrow appeared on everyone's face.
"What on earth is this all-spirited soul?" Shuai Shuaiya suddenly asked.
In the field, Jialeb, the adopted son of Yan Buyi, took a deep breath, and then explained in a muffled voice:
"The soul of all spirits is a sacred object passed down from generation to generation by our Rakshasa clan, and it is the way of space."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Is this a way?
In the field, Caleb looked at everyone’s shocked expressions, nodded and said:
"I heard from my father that the Ten Thousand Spirits Soul is a Tao created by the saints of our Rakshasa tribe in ancient times. It opened up this world and allowed our Rakshasa tribe to stay away from your human race and not to have disputes with you. From generation to generation, we will thrive in this world and live in peace and contentment.”
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded in realization. Then he thought about it and suddenly glanced at Shuai Shuai Ya, who also looked at him.
At this moment, one person and one duck, who have been together for a long time, all had an idea:
Since this secret realm was created by the ancestors of the Rakshasa tribe and was opened specifically to avoid humans, how was it discovered by the academy?
Since they are deliberately staying away from disputes, shouldn't it be difficult to find them? How could it be used as a secret realm to test students?
In a daze, Lin Xiaolu thought of the person he had only met once - Zongheng.
Luo Wujin said that she didn’t know what kind of secret realm the Great Rakshasa Heaven was, because this secret realm was discovered by Senior Zongheng. Before that, neither she nor Mr. Zhong Ni knew that there was a Great Rakshasa Heaven. Such a secret realm exists.
In the field, one person and one duck looked at each other for a while, neither of them said anything. However, they had been together for a long time and had a tacit understanding. At this moment, both Handsome Duck and Lin Xiaolu felt a hint of gloom in their hearts.
Because they were suddenly a little nervous, worried about whether the secret realm could end normally tomorrow.
"Brother Caleb, is there anything that can restrain this all-spirited spirit?"
When the atmosphere was freezing, a classmate suddenly asked:
"If the bones don't come, and we are all restricted by this thing and can't walk, or even worse, can't move at all, then it's really over, and we can only be killed in front of our eyes."
"This... doesn't seem to exist." Caleb shook his head, and then comforted everyone:
"Don't worry, everyone. There are requirements for the use of the Ten Thousand Spirits Soul. The human monk named Liu Boyang can't have much effect."
"Then your Rakshasa clan really has no other treasures besides the Ten Thousand Spirits and Spirits?" Lin Xiaolu asked at the side.
Hearing this question, Caleb thought hard for a while, and finally, he continued to shake his head in the eyes of everyone with disappointment.
"there is none left."
