It was probably because the old man said that the ending was too miserable and tragic.
Some people still couldn't help but say, "No...it won't happen. We can integrate with them and then use them to break the ban."
This time, there was no need for the old man to rebuke, and the others directly refuted him, "Have you hidden in the mountains and forests for many years and your thinking has been dulled? They are like locusts, not real locusts. They have brains, so many people from outside come in continuously." If someone appears, will they be at your mercy?"
"Or have you not experienced the first few years when outsiders came in? Most of them would crowd around a person crazily and ask if there was any mission, and where was a place to earn spiritual stones, but some people would set fire to it. Houses, they even stabbed lonely people who were unable to practice for no reason. They did many incomprehensible things, just to see if the house could really catch fire, and if we people could really die too, look. See, it’s just to satisfy their perverted curiosity.”
Even though most of the people following the old man were already in the Foundation Establishment Realm, there were still a small number of people who had personally experienced such a thing back then. Being mentioned in this way by the speaker still made people's hearts tremble, and it still made people feel like they were here day and night. Chill in back in warm environment.
But finally, no one spoke or questioned anymore.
It was like this in silence all the way until they flew to the place half a mile outside Lingyu Town, which was called "Newcomer Village" by outsiders but was actually their home.
Surprisingly, they did not hear any noise. Normally, the voices of these outsiders would almost overturn the entire town, and the volume did not weaken at all even half a mile away.
Several people looked at each other, feeling frightened, stunned, and hesitant for a moment.
But after they paused for half a cup of tea, they did not choose to turn back, but speeded up and entered the area of Lingyu Town.
The empty Lingyu Town came into view. Without the noise and crowds, they fell into a trance and slowly fell to the ground.
The wind swept the pieces of paper scattered on the ground across the feet.
The strange and oppressive spar at the high point of the town has also disappeared, and the traces of Lingyu Town being swept away by these outsiders have also disappeared.
A group of people looked at the scene in front of them infatuatedly, not even noticing that there was light rain falling in the sky.
The half-grown children who were driven away never obeyed the discipline and still sneaked out. They had only introduced Qi into their bodies recently and did not know how to avoid simple rain. They could only run towards the town with their hands folded above their heads.
"It's raining, it's raining, go over there and take shelter." A child shouted.
I originally called for the children who were walking with me, but I didn't expect to wake up the adults who were just waking up from a dream. They raised their hands to catch the rain, and listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the ground. For a moment, they seemed to be crying.
You can really hear the rain in Lengyu Town, not the noise.
The old man calmed his mind and walked forward step by step until he reached the high point. This was originally the location in the center of Lingyu Town, a place of worship. There was a full moon altar, but as the huge crystal stone became strange, When it landed, the Full Moon Altar shattered.
But he slowly turned around, looked at Ling Yuzhen who was safe and sound, and suddenly smiled again.
It turns out that the fairy just concealed it with words. It turns out that the trouble in Zhuzhou has been solved quietly by them. It turns out that they have not given up.
The old man straightened up and said to everyone, "You have also seen the current situation. It was Jiuzhou who helped us solve this disaster. It was them who led us back to our homeland. The past may be our selfish motives. too heavy."
Everyone was silent, not knowing whether they were deeply touched or dismissive.
But at least at this moment, everyone is following this respected old man of the Youyue clan.
Several half-year-old children stood on tiptoe and looked towards the center of the town. The rain blocked the sound of voices, making them extremely curious.
In the end, curiosity got the upper hand, and regardless of the rain, he headed boldly towards the center of the town.
"...We have called ourselves Zhuzhou for so long that other people in the world of cultivation feel like they have evil intentions every time they see people from Zhuzhou.
This is not their fault. Think of Hongpao and the others, think of those Zhuzhou people who are hiding in every corner of Kyushu for fun. Under the influence of their innate supernatural powers, we can easily sense their violent mood swings and strange changes in their moods. , this could have united us Zhuzhou people.
But over the past ten thousand years, we have been doing our own thing, looking for different ancient gods for comfort, but what happened in the end? "
"In the end, like Hongpao and the others, they were exposed, punished, and abandoned by the gods. And we were also implicated, suffered the punishment of heaven, had our innate magical powers abolished, and our cultivation was restricted."
"Ever since their accident, I have been thinking, is it really the ancient gods who guide them? Can they really take us back to the legendary place called Yuyu Nine Heavens? Ha, maybe, this It’s also a scam.”
When the last murmur came out, some people made slight noises, which may be refutation or agreement, but they were covered up by the sound of rain, and the old man did not want to go into details.
He just said slowly, "The fairy is right. We are stuck in an endless quagmire. Instead of relying on those so-called gods, it is better to save ourselves and extricate ourselves from the quagmire."
"starting today--"
The old man suddenly turned around and hit the ground hard with the crutch in his hand. He saw that the surface of the remaining altar began to crack, and the cracks spread in all directions.
Those trivial sounds became louder than even the sound of rain could cover up.
"Mr. Chen!"
"Mr. Chen! No!"
"This will offend the gods!"
The people below tried to stop him, but he waved his sleeve and blocked the outer layer with a light curtain. His other hand used the crutch without hesitation to instill power downwards until the entire altar shattered and all the pieces were broken. Then it turned into powder in full view of the public, and disappeared under the influence of rain.
He said, "From now on, we, the Youyue Clan, will no longer sacrifice to the ancient gods."
"this……"
"Mr. Chen, think twice!"
"Mr. Chen, let's discuss it further!"
But some people see it clearly.
"It's useless. Ever since the red-robed 'gods' suddenly disappeared decades ago, Mr. Chen has been doubting whether those 'gods' are 'gods' after all."
"I know that I never regard them as 'gods', but would it be too hasty to easily abolish the rules that have been maintained for nearly ten thousand years?"
"..."
The children in the back stared blankly at this scene, listening to the adults' words and words, and had forgotten to cover the rain above their heads.
At this moment, an oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above the head.
The youngest child blinked, looked up at the umbrella in confusion, and then looked to the side, only to see a beautiful fairy she had never seen before.
"Fairy..."
"Shh." As soon as he said it, Zhao Ning reminded him softly.
The child also pretended to be alert and lowered his voice.
"Sister Fairy, what are they talking about, what's the 'spirit', what's the rush."
Zhao Ning raised her hand and pressed it on his head. The spiritual light dimmed and all the dampness on the child's body disappeared.
She handed the oil-paper umbrella to the child, who took it blankly and blinked at her.
Hearing her voice pass through my ears.
"Behind all haste is the final subversion accumulated to the extreme. Only at this moment can you feel haste."
"But after experiencing this moment, the child, I am so grateful that it is just a thought."
Chapter 257
Zhao Ning learned the whereabouts of Fengming Mountain from the child's mouth.
Fengming Mountain did not disappear out of thin air, but Zhuzhou Dagong used his last mana to seal Fengming Mountain before he passed away. It was the place where the ancestors of all Zhuzhou ethnic groups rested. They did not want them to die here. There was no one to protect him, and he was disturbed by outsiders.
The experts were not wrong in their calculations, but within a few decades, a group of strange outsiders who claimed to be gamers did appear in Zhuzhou.
And Zhao Ning is also an uninvited outsider.
The ban imposed by the powerful men was not that easy to break, but Zhao Ning did not want to break the ban. With the help of the three-leaf slips found from the Zhuzhou people, he used secret methods to disguise himself as Zhuzhou people, and then used the ancient thunder to Marking the words "broken" and "broken", Zhao Ning reluctantly opened a crack that could be entered by one person. After Zhao Ning entered, the forcibly broken hole was automatically restored.
But since you can get in, you can get out. The top priority is to find Feifeng Lingyan first.
The entire Fengming Mountain fell into an unspeakable weirdness at night. The surroundings were dead silent, and the night was unexpectedly dark.
Zhao Ning made some calculations with her hands, guided the southeast direction, and then flew away, flying half a mile in the air, when she suddenly heard a bird-like neighing sound coming from the mountains.
After another turn, the mountain suddenly lit up with the light of the tombs, and I saw that the mountain was dotted with various tombs. Some of the tombs could no longer see their original appearance, and had been eroded by the years and blended into the earth. Some of them were newly built at a glance. There are even remnant souls that shuttle back and forth around the tombs, or hide deep in the tombs and peer upward.
She didn't pay attention to this, she just stopped and some subtle fluctuations were reflected in her consciousness.
At this moment, divine light suddenly gathered behind Zhao Ning, and the divine light formed a shield to block the sudden sneak attack, and then turned to defend and attack to forcefully return the opponent's offensive.
I saw fireworks like fireworks blooming from behind, and Zhao Ning turned around for a moment, and the Chamoon Sword appeared in front of him, and he only heard a few "dings".
Several jet-black feathers were fixed on the body of Chayue Sword with extremely sharp edges.
When Zhao Ning lowered his eyes, the Moon Moon Sword buzzed, and several feathers shattered into pieces, falling lightly down into small pieces.
"Your Excellency, if you are angry with me for trespassing on Fengming Mountain, why do you need to attack me secretly?"
With his palm clenched, the Moon Moon Sword pointed pointedly at the ground, and the opponent's offensive was also hidden in an instant.
It didn't make any sound or show any flaws, as if it was integrated with the night.
Zhao Ning was on guard, turning slowly and looking around in every direction.
She added, "Today I just want to borrow Feifeng Lingyan to treat my nephew's facial illness. After using it, I must return it intact. If you feel that you can't be treated by me in such a grand manner, you can open it." Let’s discuss some conditions.”
However, no one answered Zhao Ning's question.
Zhao Ning even sensed more approaching fluctuations.
The next moment, Zhao Ning's figure suddenly swayed, and with just a few slight deviations, he saw several arrows made of feathers coming from all directions. The sharpness of the arrows was comparable to that of a fourth-level spirit. device.
It's just that Zhao Ning dodged so easily that after the rain of arrows ended, a new, more oppressive force quickly approached from above.
Holding the Chamoon Sword in one hand, he combined it with the other hand to form a spell. The Chamoon Sword flower flashed, and the Chamoon Sword came out of his hand. The two techniques merged into one, forming the Breaking Sword Art, and the magic power gathered on the Chamoon Sword. , stabbing straight upward.
The precision collided with the offensive from above, and the two forces collided into two strong waves of air, with the aftermath surging outward one after another.
But fortunately, the resting place of Feiming Mountain is not only surrounded by restrictions, but also has a defensive formation above the tomb.
At this moment, all the formations are activated, blooming with brilliance, but the vegetation in the mountains does not have such protection.
Each time the aftermath hit, it lifted up a layer, until the vegetation disappeared and the earth revealed its own earthy color, the aftermath of these two forces weakened a little.
As the aftermath weakened, the black energy surging on the opposite side seemed to gradually lose a layer of black veil, revealing the dangerous body hidden inside.
It is a completely black bird.
Its whole body was tightly clasped, using its body as an arrow and its beak as the tip of the arrow. Its body was only the size of an ordinary crow, but its strength was comparable to that of Zhao Ning.
However, even though the night helped it hide well, it still exposed three unusual quills on its tail.
That is……
The bird's eyes were extremely sharp, and Zhao Ning couldn't even take a quick look at it before he noticed that his tail was being watched, and his anger suddenly escalated.
A chirp seemed to tear through the night, and its adducted wings suddenly opened, and its gathered tail wings also expanded, and the entire body instantly enlarged four to five times.
And its offensive became steeper and intensified several times.
