Chapter 49 The truth about everything

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In an inn in Liuyun Town, the early morning sunlight poured in through the windows and illuminated the room.

Lin Yunzhi slowly woke up, but found that he was wrapped in thin ropes and could not move. He wanted to shout but found that no sound came out of his throat.

There were two people in black clothes in the room, a man and a woman. They both wore special bamboo masks and looked extremely mysterious.

One of the mysterious men was holding a white porcelain bowl with yellow medicinal liquid in it. He walked up to Lin Yunzhi and began to pour the medicine.

Lin Yunzhi was frightened. He tried to break free, but the rope that bound him became tighter and he could not escape. He could only watch as the man fed the liquid in the bowl into his mouth.

As the medicine entered, a strange aura quickly filled Lin Yunzhi's body. He felt like he was flying into the clouds, feeling happy but a little confused.

Soon, a strange expression appeared on Lin Yunzhi's face, a self-satisfied and unscrupulous smile. He closed his eyes, as if he were in a fairyland.

At this time, the mysterious man wearing a bamboo mask looked at Lin Yunzhi quietly. He watched Lin Yunzhi being confused by the effects of the potion, with only a cold and deep look in his eyes.

Lin Yunzhi was intoxicated in the fog and became a fool who always answered every question.

Li Shuidao held the bloody jade guide and began to ask about the origin of this object...

Seventeen years ago.

Lin Yuanxiu, the old man of the Lin family, broke into an ancient tomb in order to break through the bottleneck of cultivation in the later stages of the Rongling realm and explore the secrets.

That ancient tomb is not an ordinary place, it is obviously the footprints left by immortal cultivators. The tomb is full of traps and traps.

Seven Rongling Realm monks from Qinglin Hall broke into it. The mechanisms deep in the ancient tomb were sometimes shaken by wind and thunder, and sometimes mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. Everywhere they went was extremely dangerous.

In the end, only three people survived successfully, and Mr. Lin Yuanxiu also received a blood-red jade.

This piece of jade is blood red. Although it looks ordinary, Mr. Lin Yuanxiu regards it as a treasure, keeps it secret, and studies it repeatedly...

After a period of research...

Mr. Lin Yuanxiu discovered that as long as he poured his magic power into the blood-patterned jade pendant and sunk the jade pendant into a well under the moon, he could decipher its secrets.

Whenever the moonlight fills the well and the water is calm, strange changes happen.

Faint words appeared on the surface of the well. Mr. Lin Yuanxiu recorded these words and finally obtained the complete inheritance of "Blood Demon White Bone Technique".

"Blood Demon White Bone Technique" is a powerful demonic technique.

It can be seen from just a few words passed down through the practice.

By practicing this technique, you can have a white bone blood slave. When fighting someone, the white bone blood slave can turn into a bloody monster, enter the enemy's body, absorb the enemy's life energy and blood essence, and transfer the converted power to the practitioner. , causing the cultivator's strength to increase rapidly.

However, Lin Yuanxiu had no way to practice this technique by himself.

To practice the Blood Demon White Bone Skill, a white bone blood slave is required as a companion. However, his companion is a three-foot-long Qinglin beast, and it is impossible to replace the companion, which makes Lin Yuanxiu feel very regretful.

Lin Family Ancestral Hall.

Secret meeting room.

The red candlelight reflected on the calm faces of Lin Yuanxiu and several family elders.

Lin Yuanxiu's voice was low and firm: "The secret of the "Blood Demon White Bone Kung Fu" can only be known by us family elders, and you must not spread it to outsiders. Then who of the younger generations of the family will practice this technique..."

The elders nodded silently. After thinking for a moment, they came to a decision together: Lin Yunzhi, the direct descendant of the family, was the most suitable candidate to practice the "Blood Demon White Bone Kung Fu".

If you want to practice the "Blood Demon White Bone Skill", you must first obtain a White Bone Blood Slave.

The process of obtaining a white-bone blood slave is quite cumbersome. It not only requires a large amount of spiritual materials to create a formation, but also blood sacrifices to thousands of living souls, integrating the resentment of the thousands of souls into the living body, and then tortures them to death after ten years. , then thousands of souls will burst out and merge into the bone marrow to become a bone-blood slave.

"The blood and bones first appear, the resentful spirit awakens, unites my mind, and becomes my strongest..."

Because the process was so cumbersome, Lin Yuanxiu had to confess the truth to the family elders.

Frankly telling the family elders that although it could mobilize family resources and eventually create a bone-blood slave, it also laid hidden dangers for the family's demise.

After all, everyone has selfish motives...

A small fishing village with more than a thousand people located in Cangzhou.

late at night……

An altar stands quietly in the center of the village.

As usual, Xia Ruoxue was sleeping soundly next to her family. However, the trajectory of fate began to change at this moment.

Xia Ruoxue, who was only four or five years old, was secretly held on top of the altar by the Lin family monks.

The altar is divided into two parts: high and low. The high part is a little boy named Lin Yunzhi, and the low part is the figure of Xia Ruoxue.

Lin Yunzhi was still young. He didn't know the family secrets and only regarded this ceremony as a small game among children.

Lin Yunzhi stared intently at Xia Ruoxue's petite face, feeling a sense of confusion in his heart.

The small fishing village is filled with tranquility in the early morning.

The little girl Xia Ruoxue woke up in the arms of her family as usual, rubbing her eyes.

At the dinner table, her parents and family silently prepared breakfast for her, but their faces were covered with a heavy layer of gray.

However, the peace of the entire small fishing village was broken by shrill wails.

Since early morning, elderly villagers have fallen down one after another.

Their relatives moaned feebly, and tears moistened their eyes.

A chaotic scene in the small fishing village unfolded before Xia Ruoxue's eyes. People were surprised, helpless, and some even began to collapse.

They supported each other, but could not stop the spread of death.

gradually……

Sadness and pain enveloped the entire village, and every cry seemed like a fight against fate.

In the evening, Xia Ruoxue stood alone in this dilapidated wilderness. She stared at the fallen people, feeling a sense of powerlessness and deep despair in her heart, as if she was trapped in a dark fog.

At this moment, an old and kind old man walked up to Xia Ruoxue.

He slowly reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from her face. "This is a terrible plague. From now on, I am willing to be your adoptive father. You can follow me from now on, child."

The old man's voice was soft but firm, and his eyes were full of hope and kindness.

His name is Lin Yuanxiu, the talker of the Lin family and the initiator of all this.



Lin Yunzhi told the whole story intermittently...

Hearing what happened in the small fishing village, Xia Ruoxue suddenly felt a surge of intense sadness and anger in her heart.

She thought of the despair of her parents, relatives, brothers and sisters falling one by one around her. Pain and despair surged into her heart like a tide. She felt as if she was in a crazy nightmare.

Her eyes were wild, the mask on her face was torn off, the sword in her hand shone coldly, and she was completely out of control.

"Ah!" A roar filled with the pain of betrayal and hurt.

Poof!

One knife, two knifes, stabbed into the stomach.

Lin Yunzhi, who was trapped in the hallucination, not only did not feel any pain, but instead smiled foolishly.

"Xue'er, if you kill him now, you will only let him die in joy. He won't feel any pain. Let me do it." Li Shuidao said kindly.