Ding--
After the insects gnawed at the corpse, they quickly dispersed. A delicate lavender ring fell on the smooth stone surface, making a sharp sound.
Xiang Shen picked it up and put it back on the ring finger of his right hand. Looking up, he saw that the swarm of insects that should have retreated did not leave. Instead, they flew to a layer of colorful crystals outside the vortex, densely attached to the surface, and began to gnaw crazily.
This is...sand in glass fire?
Xiang Shu recognized this object at a glance and was quite surprised. .
She heard Da Mu mentioned that the sand that sandworms like to eat the most is also a spiritual material with extremely hardness.
Except for powerful destruction, only sandworms can decompose and destroy it. No wonder Xueyunzi was lucky enough to find this place in advance, but he has been unable to leave.
I attracted sandworms to eliminate the enemy, but I had no intention of inserting willows into the tree.
After sorting out the whole story, Xiang Shen sat cross-legged on the side of the palace, bit off his fingertips, and smeared it on Xueyunzi's storage ring.
A bit of the smell of blood escaped, and the sandworms attached to the crystal layer moved slightly, but they did not want to leave the delicious piece of food in front of them and did not flutter their wings.
Xiang Shu felt relieved and lowered his head to fiddle with the storage ring.
Xueyunzi was dead, and the ring was an ownerless thing. In the blink of an eye, it absorbed the blood on the ring surface and brought it under Xiang Shen's control.
Concentrating on Xiang Shen, the space in the ring suddenly became clear at a glance.
The space of this storage ring is more than ten times larger than that of Commander Wang, but it is slightly inferior to the blood ring. The things inside are piled full and extremely messy.
Boxes full of spiritual stones, bottles and jars with unknown functions, bundles of books, and several sleeping, ownerless corpses...
Um?
Suddenly, a bead caught Xiang Shu's attention.
The bead was completely black and was left alone by the blood cloud. It was wrapped with resentment and almost condensed into substance. From time to time, it transformed into human faces full of pain.
Some of them looked familiar.
Could this thing be... related to the Blood Sacrifice Array?
Xiang Shu was secretly frightened, thinking back to the big explosion he heard in the city that day, in which even the secret rooms of the ancient city were blown out of the cracks.
Thinking of this, she tried to take out the black bead, but stopped when she was about to take out the storage ring, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
Can't take it!
Just now, she suddenly had an extremely dangerous premonition in her heart. This bead was extremely unstable, and she was afraid that the moment she took it out, it would explode to pieces.
After calming down for a moment, Xiang Shu put the black bead back to its original position and continued to integrate other things.
All cultivation resources, such as spiritual stones, booklets, bottles and cans, were all transferred into the blood ring. The rest of the miscellaneous items that could not be recognized as calendars were temporarily left in the ring without being processed.
It took an hour to clean up, and the sandworms had already eaten away the colorful crystal layer and left behind smooth round beads the size of eggs.
Glazed sand beads are a very precious material for refining weapons.
Xiang Shu rarely recognized the treasure and smiled to himself.
Speaking of which, if Xueyunzi hadn't accidentally revealed it to the Heart-Forging Lotus that Yulin got, she still wouldn't know what it was called.
My understanding of the world of cultivation is too little. It is hard not to say that it is luck that makes me survive until now.
With a soft breath, Xiang Shen's vision returned to clarity, he waved his sleeves, collected all the glass sand beads, turned around and stepped into the whirlpool to disappear.
This time the transfer was much longer than the last time.
Xiang Shen recited to ten silently in his heart, and then the light began to shine again in front of his eyes.
She opened her eyes, and what she saw was a barren tomb. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was very dim, making the tomb look ghostly.
She was secretly on guard and walked slowly along a path among the barren tombs. Her eyes swept over the tombstones on the side of the road. The handwriting was blurred, but the word "Lu" was vaguely visible.
This is the real ancestral land of the Lu family. How could it be so desolate?
After taking two steps, he glanced at Shu and suddenly raised his head.
I saw a dark red light path passing from one side of the "dark cloud" to the other, and a dull gurgling sound could be heard vaguely, just like blood flowing in the meridians.
What I thought were dark clouds at first looked more like... flesh and blood against the backdrop of blood.
Xiang Shu suddenly felt terrified and couldn't help but speed up his steps. Unexpectedly, he reached the end of the cemetery before it was time for tea.
In the hazy dusk, you can vaguely see a three-foot-long coffin placed in the huge open tomb in front of you. The dust on the coffin has not dispersed, as if it had been dug out not long ago.
There was a person sitting in front of the coffin. He was thin and small, with his head lowered and his face could not be seen clearly. Apart from that, Xiang Shu didn't see anyone else.
Where did Shu Gaoming and Wan Lingmo go?
And why are the monks and Xiuzhen family members who are suspected of being Xiang Wenli missing?
Xiang Shen frowned secretly and slowly approached the coffin, the fog gradually dissipating in front of his eyes.
The man with his head bowed still couldn't see his face clearly, but the familiar clothes on his body shocked Xiang Shu.
Lu Zhu!
She came to Lu Zhu in two steps at a time, grabbed his hand, and was relieved when she saw that her palm was warm and she still had a pulse.
It turns out he just fainted.
She held up Lu Zhu's head and pressed it hard to stimulate her mind.
After three or two times, Lu Zhu's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.
He looked up at Xiang Shu, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who...are you?"
Xiang Shu was startled slightly and touched her face. The injuries on her face had healed and she had returned to her original appearance. No wonder Lu Zhu didn't recognize her.
"it's me."
Xiang Shu said softly.
When Lu Zhu heard this, his expression became even more confused, "This voice... is so familiar."
He stood up staggeringly, as if he was drunk, and covered his head in pain, "Where have I heard..."
Xiang Shu frowned immediately, "Lu..."
As soon as the word "LV" was spoken, Lu Zhu in front of him suddenly trembled and turned back without any warning. There was only violence and anger in his confused eyes at this moment.
"court death!"
not good!
Xiang Shu was caught off guard and was grabbed by the throat. His back hit the coffin hard, and blood spurted out, making him dizzy.
"Sister Shen..."
Blood spots fell on Lu Zhu's face. He immediately let go of his hand and stood there muttering to himself. His face suddenly became distorted, sometimes confused and sometimes crazy.
After a while, he finally returned to his familiar appearance and quickly ran over to help Xiang Shen up.
Xiang Shu didn't wait for him to run over, and jumped far away vigilantly.
Lu Zhu was stunned and didn't try to get closer. He just stared at Xiang Shu blankly, and two lines of tears fell down.
"It's me, Sister Shen..."
Lu Zhu choked and took out a dusty book from his arms. He hesitated and took two steps forward, then stopped and put the book on the ground.
Standing up straight, Lu Zhu had wiped away his tears and smiled: "Sister Shen, this is the eighth-level town sect's secret method. I have kept my promise."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in the void, and a vortex appeared out of thin air.
After doing this, he took a few steps back and spoke from a distance: "The exit vortex won't last long. Sister, please leave quickly."
"what's wrong with you?"
Xiang Shen covered his throat and managed to make a little sound. The sound was like rust, hoarse and unpleasant.
With a gloomy look on her face, she walked over and picked up the book. Without glancing at the whirlpool, she came straight to Lu Zhu, stared at it for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Has your body been taken away?"
Lu Zhu trembled, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"There is still hope. I know a way..."
Xiang Shen covered her throat and tried her best to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Lu Zhu went up and hugged her tightly.
"useless."
Lu Zhu buried his head on Xiang Sheng's chest and said in a muffled voice, "I still have... the last bit of time. Sister, it's great to see you."
Xiang Shen's expression became more gloomy, his jaw tightened, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.
She took a deep breath and whispered: "Who is he? How could you be taken away from your home in your ancestral land?"
"He is the ancestor."
Lu Zhu let go of Xiang Shen, with a faint smile on his face, "The ancestor said that he wanted to avenge the Lu family. As a descendant of the Lu family, I cannot disobey or resist."
"He wants revenge."
Xiang Shen looked directly at Lu Zhu, "What about yours? How will you settle your revenge?"
Lu Zhu looked slightly disappointed and shook his head, "I don't know, sister, we don't talk about this."
He pulled Xiang Shu to sit in front of the whirlpool, raised his hand and threw out a mysterious light, which gradually shrank and returned to its original size.
"Then what do you want to say?" Xiang Shen asked.
"Just say...the next life."
Lu Zhu smiled shyly, "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, sister, but this journey with you has turned out to be the most free and happy time in my life.
I also didn't expect that my soul would dissipate until the end, and the remaining memories would be you, except for my mother who died young. Only you, my sister, would be left.
If there is a next life, I will really be your brother, your biological brother, okay? "
"……good."
"Then you have to be nicer to me, even better than my mother."
"Um."
Xiang Shen nodded seriously, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something, suffocating him.
His soul was scattered with nowhere to go, and Lu Zhu... had no afterlife.
"Sister Shen, please smile. You are so beautiful, and you look even better when you smile." Lu Zhu was still talking, but her voice became weaker and weaker, and her face became distorted more and more frequently.
Xiang Shu reluctantly twitched his lips, "My sister's surname is not Shen. Remember, my sister's surname is Xiang, and her name is Xiang Shu."
"Then in my next life, my surname will also be Xiang."
Lu Zhu murmured, and suddenly grabbed Xiang Shu's lapel tightly, but quickly let go, holding back the tears in his eyes and said, "Sister, it's almost time."
Xiang Shen took a deep breath, stood up and was about to step into the whirlpool, when a crazy idea suddenly came to his mind.
She suddenly stopped and looked back at Lu Zhu: "Lu Zhu, sister wants to ask you a question... What are these 'dark clouds'? How do they relate to the ancestral land?"
Lu Zhu didn't understand why Xiang Shen asked this question, but he still replied: "It is the dharma of the ancestors. This dharma supports the formation and shell of the ancestral land. It is closely related to the soul of the ancestors and I cannot control it."
Xiang Shen's eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "Do you hate him?"
Lu Zhu was stunned for a moment, then bit his lips and nodded vigorously.
Xiang Shu smiled immediately. Her voice was still hoarse, but it was filled with tenderness that she had never had before.
"Brother, I asked you before, how will you settle your revenge?"
She took off the storage ring from her right hand and said, "If you say you don't know, then my sister will make the decision for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the storage ring was thrown into the high-altitude Dharma form, and he raised his eyes towards Shu, with a cold light suddenly appearing in his eyes.
"burst!"
