Murong Yin walked to the door of the first stone room on the left, took out his withered arm from his sleeve robe, and spread his palm.
A crystal-like stone lay quietly in his palm, with a drop of bright red blood inside.
When Murong Yin took a step forward, the drop of blood suddenly trembled, rushing left and right in the stone, spreading out a stream of breath, and the color inevitably dimmed as he breathed.
"He said before retreating that when the Sensing Life Stone fluctuates violently, there are only two results."
Murong Yin's eyes fell on the drop of blood in the stone. Perhaps it was connected by blood. His face looked very bad. He was silent for a moment before continuing: "Either he is about to succeed in breaking through the barrier, or he is about to pass." Destroy the soul."
Murong Jing came to his side and her eyes fell on the stone door. This stone door was different from the rest of the stone doors. The different sealing runes occasionally flashed a glimmer, which meant that the stone door was in a complete state. The state of the seal.
Murong Jing asked in a deep voice: "When did it happen?"
Murong Yin replied: "It was yesterday afternoon. I have always carried this life stone with his essence and blood with me. When it fluctuated for the first time, I came to the forbidden area and finally confirmed that it was not an illusion."
The two of them only exchanged a few words, and the essence and blood in the life stone seemed to dim a little. All signs showed that Murong Yun, who was only a door away from the two of them, was approaching that bad outcome.
Murong Jing narrowed her eyes and was in a trance for a moment, then murmured: "It's been almost thirteen years, right? Since the Murong family settled here, no one has been in seclusion for so long. There should be a result."
Murong Yin hummed and said: "Once the seal is formed, it can only be opened from the inside. I planned to enter the forbidden area directly with Xuanwu, but in the end we were defeated because we did not have enough power."
There was a rare hint of loneliness in Murong Yin's voice.
Murong Jing's eyes fell on the complicated runes, and her tone became more serious: "If Xuanwu is still there, we might be able to try to break the seal on the door first. Now there is only one last option left."
Murong Yin said: "If you want to rely on brute force to break the seal, I'm afraid the early stage of transformation is not enough."
Murong Jing frowned and said nothing. Based on her understanding of Murong Yin, since things have come to this point, Murong Yin must have had a plan in his heart.
She looked at Murong Yin. Murong Yin put away the life stone, turned to look at the altar, and said solemnly: "The descendants of the Murong family can open the altar with their own essence and blood, and receive the power empowerment of their ancestors. I should be able to achieve liberation. In the early stage, but this is not enough, I need you to transfer your power to me through the mask."
Murong Jing was silent for a while, nodded, and asked: "What if you still can't open the stone door?"
Murong Yin looked into her eyes and suddenly sighed: "I think he feels sorry for you the most. With your talent, you may have reached the early stage of transcendence, but I didn't expect that you still care about him at this time."
Murong Jing said calmly: "I do still care about him, but it's just for an old friend. You don't need to think too much about it."
"It is true that I have overthought it." Murong Yin walked towards the altar and whispered: "He is the master of the Hidden Valley and the head of the Murong family of this generation, but he has left too many things to me. In fact, I I hate him a little, but after all these years, I’m just asking for a result. If it can’t be opened by then, let’s assume that he died inside.”
Murong Jing stood there, looking from behind. Even though the black robe was very wide, as Murong Jing moved around, his body still showed a bit of stoop, and it seemed that he was no longer as tall as he thought.
It is undeniable that everyone in Hidden Valley is afraid of Zhang Lu, but equally, everyone also feels that Hidden Valley is stable because of Zhang Lu. He is not a good person, but he did do a lot of things for the stability of a family and a force.
After Murong Yin stepped onto the altar, he sat down cross-legged and then took out a mask from his arms in front of Murong Jing.
Murong Jing narrowed her eyes and said with inexplicable emotion: "I thought you would always hide this mask."
Murong Yin asked: "You should have guessed that this mask is on me, right?"
When Murong Yin spoke, he made a slit between his eyebrows with his fingertips, and a drop of blood seeped out slowly. His face became much paler, and he turned to look at Murong Jing who was still there and said: "Mask cannot replace We, so I'm actually relieved to know that you took off the mask, but sometimes, we need this mask again, because after putting on this mask, we are not us."
The mask in Murong Yin's hand is transparent and seems to be made of the same material as the life stone, so it is called "Murong".
Murong Yin made a gesture with one hand, and the blood from his eyebrows floated behind the mask. The originally transparent mask seemed to be soaked with blood, and instantly turned into a blood-red mask, automatically flying towards Murong Yin's face.
As soon as the mask and Murong Yin's face came together, there was an oozing sound of flesh and blood tearing together, and there seemed to be real blood inside that began to attack wantonly.
Murong Yin, a person who was usually cold and deep, couldn't stand the pain in front of Murong Jing. His shoulders twitched and he groaned.
Murong Jing watched all this silently, and suddenly felt a little itchy on her cheeks. Her eyes moved slightly, and she immediately understood that the mask on her face had changed.
When she looked at Murong Yin again, the mask on Murong Yin's face had completely disappeared, revealing his original face looking towards her.
"You can come to the altar."
Murong Yin nodded towards her. It was the same voice as before, but when he heard it, a strange feeling arose in his ears. Murong Jing subconsciously wanted to obey, but it was almost because of this emotion that he subconsciously She calmed down in an instant and began to strongly reject this influence.
"you do not need to worry."
It seems that by wearing this mask called "Murong", he can sense the mood of other mask owners. Murong Yin's tone changed from cold and hard, and he said gently: "This is the influence of this mask on Suzaku, and It won’t affect your judgment.”
When Murong Jing looked at Murong Yin again, Murong Yin's face had become blurry. No matter how Murong Jing looked at it, she felt that it was through a thick layer of misty water vapor, making it difficult to see any expression clearly.
Murong Jing finally stepped onto the altar.
Murong Yin asked Murong Jing to sit opposite him and reminded him seriously: "Once the altar is opened, people who are not of Murong's bloodline will be excluded. At this time, try to relax your mind little by little and don't resist this rejection. "
"Why?" Murong Jing gained the confidence to forcefully walk through the passage and said, "I should be able to bear it."
Murong Yin shook his head and said: "After I accept the power of the initiation, I have to accept the power you transfer to us through the mask. This must require our breaths to be compatible. With the guidance of the mask, as long as you don't actively reject it, you will Slowly adapt to the altar's rejection, and if you resist forcefully, both you and I may suffer irreversible injuries when transferring power."
Murong Jing hesitated a little. Although she couldn't hear any problems, she had only felt so relaxed and relaxed in front of one person.
Murong Yin said at the right time: "If you are worried, you can take the pill just now. It can simulate the breath of Murong's bloodline for you."
Murong Jing glanced at the stone room and said simply: "No, let's get started."
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