When Song Yu woke up, it was already dark.
Xie Nanshi sat under the lamp and looked over immediately when he heard the movement. Seeing that Song Yu's eyes were of normal color, he retracted his gaze with relief.
Song Yu stretched out and jumped out of bed refreshed: "That guy didn't show up before?"
Xie Nanshi nodded: "Probably not."
"Should?" Song Yu was stunned for a moment and quickly responded: "Have you ever been out?"
Xie Nanshi hummed, took out a talisman and offered it, and a translucent white ghost fell out of it.
Song Yu was startled. He didn't expect that he casually mentioned that he could ask the White Walkers. Xie Nanshi actually caught a live one for him. He looked at the White Walkers who were also confused and dumbfounded. : "Little Taoist Master, you are moving very quickly."
Xie Nanshi nodded and took Song Yu's words as a compliment: "I asked, and the divine movement is indeed their orthodox cultivation method."
This is obviously good news. Although the source is a bit strange, the technique is not guilty. Song Yu approached the strange ghost and saw that although it had a ferocious expression, it was unable to do anything. He couldn't help but poke the opponent's shoulder: "Tell me the origin of this fugue?"
The White Walker stared at Song Yu fiercely, obviously not intending to speak.
Jie Nanshi raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning struck the strange ghost. The White Walkers screamed in pain, and their originally fierce eyes became a little pitiful.
"Wandering is the basic training method of Yunjian Mountain Sect. Even outer sect and handyman disciples can practice it..." The strange ghost did not dare to hide it and spoke quickly, and added automatically and consciously: "Yunjian is the largest immortal cultivator in our world. At the gate of the mountain, the ancestor among them has reached the realm of knowing the sky, and is only one step away from becoming a flying immortal."
Hearing this, Song Yu became even more curious: "Has anyone over there ever successfully ascended?"
The White Walker's expression was dazed and stuck for a moment, and then he quickly shook his head: "Never."
Song Yu felt a little regretful, and then asked: "What is the name of the ancestor with the highest cultivation level?"
The strange ghost shook his head again: "The ancestor has been practicing in seclusion for nearly a thousand years. No one knows his name, only his Taoist name Xuantian."
Oh, Song Yu sighed. It seems that the setting of this alien world is quite complete. I wonder if there will be an alien copy of "Meet the Gods" in the future. Judging from the current settings, as long as "Meeting God" can be successfully launched, we can still look forward to it.
Now that it has been basically confirmed that there is no problem with the technique of traveling around, Song Yu does not dare to practice it easily. The main reason is that he can easily release the ghost king's clone while practicing and sleeping: "Then what should we do now? Go. Hidden front?"
Xie Nanshi nodded, but he did not refuse to let Song Yu go with him this time. Because the purpose of this trip was to search for Guixu near Zangfeng, and secondly, I also wanted to go back to the sect to see if there was a way to get rid of the White Walker King. "That technique is useful to you, just practice it, and I will protect it for you."
Song Yu was overjoyed when he heard this and was about to answer. Just listen to the strange ghost suddenly shouting: "Impossible, how can people in your world be able to practice fugue!"
To be honest, if this strange ghost didn't make a sound, Song Yu would almost forget that there was another strange ghost in the room. Song Yu walked directly to the White Walkers and squatted down: "Are you familiar with the technique of wandering the mind?"
The White Walker was silent, obviously Song Yu touched a question that he was unwilling to answer.
Song Yu didn't care much. After all, he couldn't completely believe the answer he got from the White Walker: "Little Taoist Priest, do you have a way to detect this White Walker?"
Xie Nanshi was silent for a moment before replying: "Yes." This method is somewhat inhumane, and the consciousness of the person whose memory is probed will be completely destroyed. However, the White Walkers are not native to this world, and there is really no need to treat them humanely.
Hearing this, the strange ghost was completely panicked: "I am Yunjian's handyman disciple! I am willing to tell you everything I know. I can also recite the skills of traveling around to you!"
Song Yu looked at the strange ghost with some confusion: "You are very sensible, but it's a pity... I don't believe you."
After he finished speaking, he made way for Xie Nanshi.
"No! Please! Don't!" The strange ghost shook his head wildly and looked at Jie Nanshi who came over with a look of fear on his face: "Please! Just kill me!"
Jie Nanshi's face was slightly unbearable, but he still stretched out his hand and put it on the head of the strange ghost, reading all his memories in an instant. When Jie Nanshi let go of his hand, the strange ghost had faded to the point where it was almost invisible, and even his eyes had become numb and lifeless.
Jie Nanshi glanced sideways, with a slightly cold expression, and raised his sword to kill the alien ghost completely.
Song Yu saw that Xie Nanshi looked bad, so he came over and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Xie Nanshi pursed his lips. This was actually the first time Xie Nanshi explored the memory of the White Walkers. In his last life, he was only focused on getting rid of the White Walkers and finding his father. He did not delve into where the White Walkers came from and why they existed. In this life, his spiritual power before the Demon Suppression Pass was not enough for him to support the use of this technique.
After all, you are exploring another "person's" memory. If your spiritual power is not several times greater than the other person's, you will most likely get lost in the other person's memory sea.
"In that world, the 'White Walkers' are no different from humans, and their lifestyles are not much different." When Xie Nanshi said this, he felt that his throat was tight, but he still managed to cheer up. .
Song Yu was stunned for a moment. Although he had already speculated about another world, people in this world were obviously accustomed to treating the White Walkers as invading monsters and had never regarded them as the same kind. To be able to have such a recognition, it is obvious that Jie Nanshi saw in the memories of the White Walkers that they are no different from ordinary people. But if that's the case, why was Jie Nanshi's final move so neat?
As if he saw the confusion in Song Yu's eyes, Xie Nanshi took the initiative to explain: "This... this person has killed countless people, and he is not a kind person." Such a person should be killed no matter which world he comes from.
Song Yu was silent for a while. He could tell that although this strange ghost deserved to die, Xie Nanshi took action without any hesitation. But his Taoist heart had begun to waver.
In fact, he did not stop him at first, and even said that he encouraged Xie Nanshi to use an almost brutal method of soul searching because in his opinion, the so-called
PC is just a piece of data. So in the same way...
"I don't think you need to have a big burden, no matter what they are like in their own world. But when they cross the dimension of the world, they become aliens who need to use human skin to survive, and are not like the people here. Ghost." Song Yu paused for a while: "Even if it is a good person in its own world, to this world it has become a monster that devours others. Of course, if there is such a thing that can survive without relying on human skin, Except for living people, but there are too few of them."
So since they are not the same kind of people, there is no need to be merciful, let alone shake the Taoist heart for this.
A trace of hesitation and confusion flashed in Xie Nanshi's eyes, "Thank you."
Song Yu stretched out his hand and slapped Xie Nanshi on the back hard. However, Xie Nanshi stood as steady as a rock, but it was his own hand that hurt him from the slap. Song Yu waved his hand helplessly: "I'm going to be angry if you say such things again, not to mention that you probed this person's memory for me. By the way, how was the investigation? Is there anything wrong with the wandering technique? "
Xie Nanshi knew that Song Yu wanted to change the subject, so he followed his question and shook his head: "This person's cultivation is no different."
"That's good!" Song Yu's eyes completely brightened, and he stretched out his hand to push Nanshi away: "It's time for you to rest. Anyway, practicing fugue can also give your body a rest. You can practice it quickly, and I will protect you!"
Xie Nanshi was helpless for a moment. He explored the authenticity of the "Spiritual Movement" technique to give Song Yu the ability to protect himself, not to practice it himself.
Song Yu saw the hesitation in understanding Nanshi and was a little bit dumbfounded: "I didn't say I won't practice. I just woke up. It's time for you to rest again. Then why should we be so clear about it? You have a good rest and we are good. Set off to hide the front."
Xie Nanshi finally said hello.
While he was practicing, Song Yu left the camp and went to the main tent to look for Song Chengwei. On the way, I heard that they had made a surprise attack on Bai Zhaojun last night, and now that they had returned from a great victory, they were drinking and celebrating.
Song Yu raised his head and glanced at the rising sun, and couldn't help feeling that the people in this military camp were really unruly. As long as they won a battle, it didn't matter whether the time was right or not, they had to celebrate first.
As the commander-in-chief, Song Chengwei naturally wanted to have fun with all the soldiers. Song Yu didn't want to join in the fun, so he quietly notified the guards around Song Chengwei and waited in the main tent not far away.
After a while, Song Chengwei strode in. His face was reddish, and he had obviously been drinking. Looking at Song Yu, he looked at Song Yu with a bit of hatred: "I remember that you liked to drink and have fun with the soldiers when you were at Zhenyao Pass. Why are you hiding this time? ?”
Song Yu didn't take it seriously: "That was my own money, and it was normal to drink. I didn't participate in the battle this time, and I didn't spend money to buy wine or meat to join in the fun." What's more, everyone drank half of it. When he came over at this time, he felt that he was not here to have fun, but to cause trouble.
Song Chengwei sighed: "Are you looking for me because you are leaving again?"
Seeing Song Yu nodding, Song Chengwei became even more helpless: "You are also Tianyong's young city lord, why are you wandering around outside every day..."
"Wait a minute." Song Yu quickly reached out to stop what Song Chengwei was saying: "If I remember correctly, haven't I been kicked out of Tianyong and am no longer the Young Master of Tianyong?"
"Who said that? I have never given such an order."
Song Yu was silent. He thought back on his game experience, and it seemed that every time it was just the words of his cheap dad. Even outside the City Lord's Mansion, everyone still defaulted to him as the Young City Lord.
"What are you planning on?" Song Yu looked at Song Chengwei with a complicated expression.
Song Chengwei also touched his nose with some embarrassment: "There are internal and external troubles, why don't we make more preparations for you."
"No matter what you are planning, I will definitely leave this time." Song Yu waved his hand: "What's more, I haven't completely cured your body yet. How can you save enough for a breakthrough if you don't leave for a while?" I’ll use my experience to cure you.”
"What experience?" Song Chengwei felt that after such a trip, there seemed to be a generation gap between his son and him, and he couldn't understand what he said. "Okay, as a father, I don't have to stop you from leaving."
"Do you have any other requirements? For example, take Golden Thigh with you?" Song Yu took out a bag of peanuts from somewhere and asked while eating.
Song Chengwei's eyes hurt when he saw it. Although his son was originally a coward, he had always been shameless and respectful. What is this in front of me... I don't have a standing posture or a sitting posture. Song Chengwei didn't want to put him back into the world anymore.
However, the battlefield was in turmoil, and Bai Zhao lost his city lord again, so it would not be a good thing for Song Yu to stay. He waved his hand with some headache: "You can leave whenever you want..."
"Probably today."
Song Chengwei was speechless for a moment. In the end, he just waved his hand and turned back to the banquet. His back looked a bit weathered.
