A lonely city, stationed in a towering wall, divides the land under the sky into two distinct parts.
On the west side of the city, you can see endless stretches of yellow sand for thousands of miles.
On the east side of the city, there are green mountains, mist, and crisscrossing roads.
Longtou Pass was originally a place of fierce battle between Dayu and Xiqiang. Over the years, the war continued, and the land to the west of the city was constantly crushed by iron hoofs, causing serious desertification.
In the spring of this year, the Qiang people deliberately sprinkled grass seeds, and there was more rain than in previous years, so the sand ridge showed a light green color.
The title Longtou Pass has become a thing of the past, and now there is a new name called "Donglang Pass".
Because this majestic pass that stretched over the heads of the Qiang people was captured by the Donglang King and his army, the Qiang King was overjoyed and informed the Qiang people. He also sent a gold plaque and hung it on the city.
This grand pass became the palace of the East Wolf King. In the center of the open space in the main city, a large golden tent stood in it.
The setting sun shines in the evening, it is already the You hour.
As usual, the East Wolf King pretended to read the battle report sent from Fenglindu for a while in the big tent. On the metal shelves in the big tent, the meat was fragrant and the wine was strong.
The battle report is nothing to read. On both sides of Fenglindu, although Dayu's naval forces occasionally invaded, they were unable to penetrate deep into the land. The Qiang people are not good at water warfare. They do not seek merit but no fault. They only focus on defense. The two sides were in a stalemate from last autumn to this spring. , both sides gradually died down.
After the Qiang people captured Longtou Pass and successively attacked the "Huangshui" and "Tiger's Mouth" cities, the credit naturally fell on the East Wolf King. He was equally popular among the Western Qiang people, and he also expanded accordingly. In order to show his diligence, Virtue and reading battle reports have become his daily compulsory courses.
He walked to the table and was about to drink the wine brought by the maid in one gulp when the panicked shouts of soldiers suddenly came from outside the tent.
Immediately afterwards, the top of the golden tent was lifted open by a hurricane, and a huge black shadow covered the sky and stood in front of him.
"Who..." The East Wolf King wanted to shout "Help" out of instinct, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly became mute.
A chill rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body, almost suffocating him.
At the same time, the golden tent was surrounded by a thick fog that was too thick to melt away. It was bone-chilling and completely separated him from tens of thousands of soldiers.
The East Wolf King looked around in shock, but completely lost his direction.
At this time, his eyes flashed, and a young man in a feather coat stood in front of him.
When he saw this person's appearance clearly, his soul suddenly left his body and he collapsed to the ground.
"It's you... spare... spare my life..." The East Wolf King's face was stiff and he begged for mercy in a low voice while drooling.
Yan Yun originally came here with murderous intent, but upon seeing this scene, his surging murderous intent suddenly cooled down.
Today is different from the past. If he wants to kill this person, he only needs to stretch out a finger, which is as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
If he wanted to, it would be easy for him to kill all the tens of thousands of people in Longtou Pass. But killing people is easy, but controlling one's murderous intention is even harder.
He and the East Wolf King are already in completely different planes. Whether to kill him or not depends entirely on one thought!
"Where are my father and brother?" Yan Yun asked.
"Wu... Wuwei..." East Wolf King stammered, but couldn't straighten his tongue.
"I ask you again, where are my father and brother?" Blood appeared in Yan Yunxing's eyes.
"The Duke of Zhen Guo and... and the two generals, this... Wolf... villain has been given a grand burial, just... in the city..." The East Wolf King pinched his thigh this time and spat out this sentence. A quiet word.
"Take me there!" Yan Yun flicked his sleeves, rolled up the bloated body of the East Wolf King, glanced again, rolled the room full of wine jars into the storage bag, summoned the human-faced vulture, and soared into the sky.
The East Wolf King was hit by the strong wind, and his face was deformed. When he recovered from his trance, he realized that he was in mid-air. Under the white clouds, there was only a basket in the majestic Dragon Head Pass. size.
"Where are my father and brother buried? Please show me the way!" Yan Yun said.
"Right...right there!" The East Wolf King's mouth and nose were filled with wind, tears and mucus flowing across his nose, and he pointed at a rising mountain outside the city.
Immediately afterwards, the East Wolf King's eyes flashed again, and then he fainted.
Although the mountains are high, the shady areas are sheltered from the north wind, and the valleys are covered with tall trees.
At the highest point of the mountain facing south, facing the greenery, there are three large tombs. In front of the tombs are steles, which are respectively inscribed with "The Tomb of Lord Yanchang, General Wuwei of Dayu Town" and "The Great Dragon Head Pass of Dayu". The words "Tomb of General Yanlong" and "Tomb of General Yanhu of Longtuguan of Dayu" are inscribed.
There are still some remnants of wine and meat lying in front of the tombstone, which have been eaten by insects and ants due to exposure to wind and sun.
Yan Yun took out three jars of wine from the storage bag and sprinkled them in front of the three large tombs. Feeling sad, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
"Father, two brothers, Yun is here to see you..."
After a long while, Yan Yun used his magic power to touch the Qi Ren inner elixir in his dantian, and at the same time used his true energy to possess it, turning it into flesh and mud, and drilled in through the cracks in the rocks.
After a while, he reappeared in front of the tomb, his teeth clenched and his face ashen.
The souls of father and brother did not enter the underworld, but were sucked away!
Others cannot see this, but Yan Yun, who has mastered the Nether Soul Flag and has the help of the Ghost King, can see through it at a glance.
Who did it?
It has something to do with Meng Lingzong!
In other words, it has something to do with the monks who use the Nether Soul Flag!
Those who can absorb the souls of strangers in full view of the public must be monks, and their use of blinding techniques has reached an extraordinary level. This is not something that the eunuchs holding soul flags in the royal city can do!
The most suspicious ones are of course Liu Sang and his group who showed up in Lianyun Village!
The East Wolf King lay face down on the ground, chewing half of his mouthful of mud. His face felt painful, and then he saw a foot kicking his face.
When he looked up in confusion, he remembered the scene that had happened before. He hurriedly got up, knelt down and kowtowed like garlic.
Yan Yun asked: "Who erected these three tombstones?"
No matter how confused the East Wolf King was, he had to seize this only chance to survive. He said loudly: "Fight on the battlefield, each for his own master. I, the Great Qiang, are the most powerful. I, the villain, respect Marshal Yan and the two generals." When he arrived, he ordered people to give him a grand burial and worship him with wine and meat..."
Yan Yun's face was as heavy as water. He looked up at the sky and said, "There are many Dayu people to the west of Fenglindu. I hope you will treat them well."
The East Wolf King knelt on the ground and swore to the sky: "Don't worry, Immortal, I will send an order to the three armies to provide relief to the people of Dayu. If there is any violation, heaven and earth will destroy you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a giant bird suddenly appeared. Yan Yun jumped up, soared into the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.
"The Immortal...Kowtow to the Immortal..."
The East Wolf King screamed, bowing to the ground in a farewell manner.
He could never imagine that Yan Yun, who was stopped and killed by the two bear girls, would appear in front of him in such an elusive manner.
He was even more fortunate because if Yan Chang and his son had not been buried with honor and dignity, his life would have been over!
Above the clouds, Yan Yun looked depressed.
When he was in the Yuzhu Pavilion of Lianyun Village, thousands of souls were surging, and he saw three fighting souls using Ma Shan.
Unfortunately, due to the distance and the fact that it was the time of the battle and the souls of the dead were flying like rain, he could not see clearly whether the three souls were his father and brother.
Since the large-scale war broke out between Dayu and Xiqiang, hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides have died. If the common people are included, the death toll will be in the millions.
The number of dead souls that appeared in Lianyun Village was no more than 100,000 at most, including war souls, souls of ordinary people and a small number of monks' souls. There are also a huge number of dead souls whose destination is unknown. This trip to find Liu Sang and others is really an adventure. Act of.
In addition, whether it is the Nine-Character Mantra or the Four Evil Talisman, it can make the souls of the dead disappear into ashes. The duel with the Meng Ling Sect monks means that countless people will be destroyed and will not be reincarnated!
These people were miserable in life and suffered in death. How could they be innocent?
Of course, those who are implicated may also include his father and brother.
But as Yu Zhenzi said, to punish evil and destroy demons, to uphold heaven's virtue, and to pursue the path of survival despite all deaths, this is the basic responsibility that a monk should bear.
There are some things that you have to do no matter how difficult it is.
Yan Yun frowned and was filled with depression that was difficult to relieve.
"Quack——"
The human-faced vulture may have sensed its master's uneasiness, and let out a low cry.
Yan Yun's chaotic thoughts were interrupted, and he took a look at the human-faced vulture, only to realize that it was not as energetic as when he first saw it, and its feathers were also a little thinner.
Although there are many birds flying high in the sky, the human-faced vulture has not swallowed them. It can be seen that Scar does not know much about these birds, and he may also be deliberately deceiving them.
Yan Yun then remembered that it probably hadn't eaten for a long time.
what to eat?
Yan Yun touched the storage bag, took out a few low-level spiritual stones, and placed them in the palm of his hand.
The human-faced vulture looked at it and seemed not interested, but it was probably really hungry, so it reluctantly took one in its huge beak and swallowed it.
Suddenly, the human-faced vulture spread its wings and circled rapidly, its cry became louder, and it seemed to be very excited.
Upon seeing this, Yan Yun threw up all the spiritual stones in his hand.
The human-faced vulture turned around, caught the spirit stone, and couldn't wait to swallow it into its belly.
But it is still not satisfied, the pupils on the human face are full of desire.
Yan Yun had no choice but to grab another twenty or so spiritual stones and throw them into the air.
The human-faced spirit vulture flies like lightning and takes all the spirit stones into its beak at extremely fast speeds.
The feathers of this bird slowly emit a layer of luster like a long drought and rain. On the top of its head, a gray fleshy crown like a mountain stone also regains its vitality, gradually swells, spreads out like sunset, and is as bright red as drops.
"Quack--"
The human-faced vulture suddenly looked northwest with its deep eagle eyes, and let out several short calls one after another, as if it was a warning.
At the same time, in Yan Yun's sleeve pocket, the ghost king was shivering in the mist of the netherworld!
Yan Yun frowned, poured magic power into his ears and eyes, and looked to the northwest.
In the dusk, the yellow sand of the Gobi Desert stretches endlessly, as rugged as the skinny chest of an old farmer.
The setting sun reflects on the wilderness, and a sense of vastness arises spontaneously, and a trace of blood grows from the bottom of my heart, stirring in my chest!
Under the poor gaze, a voice like a bell sounded in Yan Yun's mind for no reason.
"The heart is born from things...it dies from things...the machine is in the eyes..."
Yan Yun's eyes stung, and two lines of blood suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes, running down his cheeks.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst open. He covered them with his hands, but could not stop them from splitting.
Two vertical eyes opened his palm, taking in the whole world.
Yan Yun was shocked to find that the things in front of him were no longer what he had seen. The dense lines of longitude and latitude outlined the air, sunshine, sky, yellow sand...
