Chapter 9 Farewell

Qilidong, the altar of the Miao people.

A new day, like the sun shining on the altar platform, feels like a brand-new taste. Gui Li and Xiao Bai stood on the platform in front of the altar in the middle of the mountain, looking at the land under the mountain that had been burned by the flames of war.

Between the ruins everywhere, the Miao people go in and out. Looking from a high place, they are like busy ants for their homes.

Xiaobai sighed and turned his head to the ghost standing beside him and said, "You have thought about it. The monsters in the mountains are not so easy to deal with!"

The ghost's expression remained unchanged and said, "I'm not afraid of death. What am I afraid of?"

Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and shook his head with a wry smile. At this moment, there was a "squeak" next to him. The two turned their heads to look, but Xiaohui ran over, but the running posture was a little strange.

After a moment, their eyes unexpectedly fell on the monkey's hands at the same time. Xiao Hui held a large bag on both sides, which was the big wine bag used by Miao people to hold wine.

Gui Li was stunned for a long time and slowly turned his head to Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai smiled bitterly and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know."

Xiaohui quickly ran closer and looked at its expression, which was completely different from the master and Xiaobai's thoughtful appearance. Obviously, he was very excited. He couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and the faint smell of wine emitted from the two big wine bags in his hand. The two wine bags were swollen and seemed to be full of Miao spirits, which was very different from the fact that there was only a small bag left in the wine fight a few days ago.

Yesterday, when Gui Li and Xiaobai discussed carefully with the big wizard, the monkey Xiaohui was really bored in the gloomy altar. The monkey was lively. How could he endure it, so he sneaked out quietly. At that time, Gui Li was thoughtful, surprised and happy, but he didn't even notice that the little gray slipped away.

Xiaohui unconsciously remembered the wine he drank that day. He was addicted to alcohol, so he slipped to the foot of the mountain. After the fierce battle, Miao's home was broken. It was a busy time. In addition, Xiaohui seemed to be just a gray-haired monkey. How could anyone pay attention to it? After several searches, taking advantage of the chaos, the monkey found two large bags of unopened spirits in the ruins.

Last night, I didn't know where Xiao Hui hid these two big bags of wine in a secret place. Early this morning, when he saw that he was about to leave, the monkey ran out and dragged these two big bags of wine back. Obviously, he planned to taste them all the way.

At this moment, I saw that the master Gui Li and Xiao Bai looked a little strange, and Xiao Hui was a little confused. The monkey opened his eyes and looked at the two. After a moment, Xiao Bai covered his mouth and smiled softly and said to Gui Li, "Forget it, you promised Miao people such a big deal. Even if you take... Er

Before she finished speaking, she laughed first. Gui Li shook her head and slowly turned around. Only Xiao Hui stared at the monkey's eyes, looked at Xiao Bai, and then at Gui Li. She put down a wine bag and scratched her head with one hand, which was quite confused.

Deep in the altar, the Miao patriarch Tu Ma Gu sat opposite the big wizard, and there was no one else around.

Tu Magu was silent for a long time, the great wizard did not speak, and there was a suffocating atmosphere in the air. Finally, Tu Magu's face changed, and it seemed that he couldn't help saying, "Big wizard, you are so seriously injured, why do you have to go with these two natives?"

The wizard sighed gently and said, "I didn't tell you just now."

Tu Magu said with hatred: "The Li people robbed our sacred weapons, and we risked our lives to take them back. Why do we need to ask outsiders for help again?"

The wizard shook his head and said, "You're wrong."

Tu Magu was stunned and said, "What?"

The great wizard was silent for a moment and whispered, "If the Li people really robbed our sacred weapons, I don't have to worry so much. I'm afraid... Alas!"

Tu was puzzled and said, "Big wizard, what do you mean by this?"

The wizard said, "Do you remember the legend of the beast demon passed down from generation to generation by our Miao people?"

Tu Magu's face changed greatly and he was shocked and said, "Is that legend true?"

The great wizard smiled bitterly and said, "It's true. In those years, the Linglong Empress sacrificed herself to seal the beast demon in the town demon cave, and the descendants must not let the five beast demon sacred artifacts return to the town demon cave at the same time. But to this day, all five sacred artifacts have been lost, and I'm afraid it's really a sign of the relapse of the beast demon.

The expression on Tu Mage's face changed. As the patriarch of the Miao clan, he naturally knew the weight of the legend, but after a long time, he couldn't help saying, "Big wizard, in this case, you can't leave here. In case... with you, we will feel at ease."

The great wizard shook his head silently and said, "My old life will last for another 30 days."

The body of the hemp bone was shocked.

The wizard sighed, "Actually, I'm not willing to leave. When I go, I'm afraid I'm going to die in a foreign country. But now the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang are divided, and all talents have withered. In case I'm expected, I'm afraid no one can cope with the crisis. Although the young man in Middle-earth is not very old, he has a strange skill. The black stick around him is so important and evil. In fact, I have only seen it in my life. But the most important thing is..."

He looked at the numb bones meaningfully, lowered his voice, and whispered, "The most important thing is the "Xuanhu Jian", which is known as the essence of all fire, on him."

Tu Magu was shocked and said, "What, this thing is not burning incense..."

The great wizard showed it with his eyes, and he was numb and didn't say anything, but the look of surprise in his eyes increased.

The great wizard said slowly, "When he first met me that day, the stone statue of the dog god behind me had a strange omen, and the sacred flame was even more warning, and the two beast demon sacred objects, the black staff and bone jade were uneasy. If it hadn't been for the suppression of the supreme sacred object of the beast demon "X As for how this sacred object was lost from the incense valley, I don't know."

Tu Magu is silent.

The great wizard paused for a moment and continued, "After that, while I was talking, I deliberately told the origin of Xuanhuojian, and the two were really surprised. Especially when it comes to the "Eight Evil Xuanhuo Famisen", their faces have changed greatly. I think they must have a close relationship with this magic magic array.

Tu's long breath came out. Obviously, these words were what he had never thought of.

The great wizard said lightly, "You know, the legend handed down from our Miao people in the past dynasties, only this Xuanhuojian and the eight fierce Xuanhuo magic array can suppress the beast demon. Now, not to mention that the Xuanhuojian is not in our hands, we snatched it from the young man. I'm The eight fierce mysterious fire array is even more unknown. Therefore, under such a situation, the young man is the only hope of all sentient beings in our southern Xinjiang. Even if I die in a foreign country, I still want to go with him. I just hope that before I die, I can save his friend's life. I hope he will help my Miao people every day.

The numb lips trembled slightly, the old face was deeply wrinkled, and unconsciously, a little tears quietly oozed out. He slowly fell down to the big wizard and put his head on the cold ground.

The great wizard smiled and looked a little desolate. He said, "After I leave, you don't have to worry about it. If that young man has the intention, he will send my bones back to his hometown. It's all up to you here."

Tu Mageu did not look up, lowered his voice, choked slightly, and said, "Big wizard, don't worry."

The great wizard said leisurely, "When I go, it's just a death. In fact, it's nothing. But when you are in the southern Xinjiang, the waves are fierce in the future, and the other four ethnic groups do not know the depth of the sky and the earth. Looking at the loss of power of our Miao clan, I'm afraid it will inevitably fall into the well; and among the 100,000 mountains, the beast demons may be resurrected at any time, and the cat

Tu Mage gritted his teeth and agreed.

The great wizard slowly stood up, looked around, and suddenly said, "If the situation is really critical in the future, although this seven miles is the place where we Miao people have lived for generations, it is not impossible to give up. As long as there are people, there is hope in the future."

Tu Magu's face was a little pale, and he slowly said, "Yes."

The great wizard sighed and walked out slowly.

When the rickeping figure, with the help of Tu Ma Gu, followed Gui Li and Xiao Bai, came down from the mountainside altar, not many people noticed.

But with the sound of footsteps, I don't know how long the figure of the big wizard who hasn't appeared on the streets of Qilidong was finally noticed by Miao people. With a shout of surprise, more and more Miao people gathered at the work in their hands.

The wizard smiled and couldn't help waving to the Miao people around him, but he never stopped and walked all the way to the exit of Qilidong.

Finally, the Miao people gradually felt that something was wrong. In the crowd, someone began to shout loudly in Miao language. Although Gui Li and Xiaobai didn't understand much, they also knew what the Miao people were shouting.

The big wizard's face seemed to be a little desolate, and his face was full of vicissitudes, and his smile gradually disappeared. Instead, it was obviously a kind of sadness.

It's just that he is still silent.

Just wave your hand.

Go away slowly.

Tu Magu also stopped and stood at the front of the crowd, silently staring at the rickeping back.

The exclamation and crying in the crowd were already ringing at this moment. Many people panicked, and more people had knelt down to the old man who was drifting away.

Gui Li, who walked behind the big wizard, looked at the old man silently and suddenly found that tears flowed on the old face.

Finally, I walked to the passage outside the valley, and the cry behind it had resounded through the whole valley.

The old man's body began to tremble slightly. Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and looked at the land, the valley, the sky...

Miao people in the distance exclaimed, and many people jumped up from the ground in surprise.

However, the next moment, the wizard closed his eyes tightly, as if to engrave everything on the land in his heart, frowned and turned around again.

In the valley, there was a sudden silence.

Countless eyes, as if shouting silently behind him!

The muscles on the wizard's face trembled gently, slowly stepped out of the footsteps slowly, and disappeared into the passage.

In the seven miles, there is a silence.

After a long time, I don't know who was the first to cry. In a moment, there was a sound of sobbing in the whole valley.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains.

Through the Black Forest and then over the seven dangerous mountains, it is a high mountain surrounded by black air and roaring in the wind all year round. And under this bare mountain with no tree or grass, there is a big hole. The mouth of the cave is three feet high and five feet wide. The yin wind keeps roaring out of it all year round, and it is even more mixed with sharp sounds, as if it were some furious soul, roaring endlessly.

In the middle of the entrance of the cave, there is a stone statue standing upright, like the size of a real person. It seems that it is a beautiful woman, facing the depths of the magic cave, standing silently. The cold wind that roars all year round blows non-stop on the stone statue, making a low sound, just like the fragile, wind-shading board in the storm.

It's just that she never flinched!

The lich in black stood in front of the stone statue at this moment and stared silently.

The dragon beside him seemed to be particularly afraid of the stone statue. He subconsciously stayed away, looked around for a while, shouted, let go of his four feet, and ran up to the mountain. Soon after, it disappeared into the black gas.

The cold and piercing gloomy wind brushed the lich's black clothes. In this desolate scenery, this person seems to gradually appear nihilistic and ethereal, with a trace of unreal.

He kept looking at it like this. For a long time, even the golden bottle began to doubt whether the man in black had also turned into a stone statue.

He narrowly escaped from the black forest. At the same time, he accidentally found a deep killing knife under the huge rock of the cliff, which made Jin Ping'er vaguely guess that the general of the Ghost King Sect entered here earlier than himself?

It's just that although the killing knife is there, the killing monk is missing, and the magic weapon is there. This danger can be imagined, but I'm afraid that most of the killing monks have suffered. In the mountains of 100,000 people, it is really killing people step by step.

But after Jin Ping'er meditated, he still secretly chased the lich's footsteps. Along the way, she knew that the lich had strange skills, and she was more careful. She did not dare to be careless at all, and did not dare to approach the monster in black and the dragon at will. In addition, the lich mostly thought that the person who was tracking behind her had died in the black forest, but she did not notice the golden bottle behind her Before the ancient cave.

At this moment, Jin Ping'er lay behind a small mountain bag in the distance, looking at the black figure from afar, he couldn't help but wonder whether the man in black would stand in front of this woman's stone statue for the rest of his life?

From the time he arrived at the magic cave, the lich has been staring at the stone statue motionlessly for more than four hours.

Just as Jin Ping'er was so bored that he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, the lich's figure finally moved. Jin Ping'er cheered up and quickly looked at it carefully.

The lich in black seemed to have gone through a long period of meditation or struggle, and finally made a decision. He silently bent down to the stone statue of the woman and bowed respectfully.

Far away, Jin Ping'er saw the lichener, said something in a low voice to the stone statue, but it was too far away to hear at all. Then, the lich's body slowly turned around and floated to the depths of the ancient cave of the devil.

Jin Ping'er frowned, and the mystery in her heart became bigger and bigger. Obviously, there was a great secret in the ancient cave, which was probably the mysterious figure mentioned in the conversation between Shangguan Ce and the lich. But in this remote place, poor mountains and rivers, how can there be such a stone statue of a woman, just erected in the middle of the gate of the cave?

Looking at the lich's expression towards the stone statue, it is clearly closely related to the stone statue, and I'm afraid there is still an inexplicable past.

Just as Jin Ping'er saw that the lich was about to disappear into the ancient cave, he planned to lean out and sneak over to take a closer look at the stone statue, suddenly, the lich's body suddenly stopped.

Jin Ping'er was shocked. She almost thought that she had exposed her figure in a hurry, and couldn't help but regret it. When she was in a hurry, she found that the lich did not look back at her at all, as if she had found herself.

Then she was relieved and quickly hid herself. Fang secretly poked out her head again and looked in the direction of the ancient cave.

Under this look, she couldn't help straightening her eyes.

Just in front of the stone statue of the woman, at the entrance of the ancient cave of Zhenmo, a cloud of white gas suddenly appeared in the air, which formed a strong contrast with the surrounding black gas yin wind. And the lich also stopped and stared silently at the white gas.

The white gas gathered more and more, and gradually condensed into a human figure. From the perspective of Jin Ping'er, he was a tall man holding a huge sword in his right hand and a big shield in his left hand. His body was completely composed of white gas, swaying in the gloomy wind, but his body movements and even the expression on his face were completely clearly visible.

Jin Ping'er was stunned and speechless. After a long time, he took a cold breath and whispered to himself, "What a ghost!"

She is from the origin of the demon religion, and she knows more or less about such ghosts: from ancient times, life is old and death, only the soul is immortal, and at the end of her life, there is a soul leaving the body, going back and forth, living and reincarnation. However, there are resentment spirits in the world. With the three poisons of greed, anger and delusion, fear, evil and fear, they are attached to the world. Looking back on the past and unwilling to go back to life, it is the "Yin spirit".

When Gui Li was still the little disciple of Qingyunmen, Zhang Xiaofan, he and Lu Xueqi fell into the undead abyss in the empty mulberry mountain ten thousand bats. At the ruthless seaside, he met countless yin spirits under the abyss. It's just that those yin spirits are the souls of mortals. They were killed by the blood refining hall in those years and can't be reborn. Ordinary people are killed when they meet them, but in the eyes of the practitioners, they are not powerful demons. Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi did not achieve the Taoism in those years, and they can

The yin spirit seen by the golden bottle is by no means the ordinary yin spirit, but the rarest "fierce spirit" in the legend. This kind of soul, most of them were people with profound practice in their lifetime, but after death, because of some great and deepest indignation, they actually gave up their lives, were willing to guard something, be a desolate wild ghost, and floated in the yang world.

This kind of fierce spirit is already quite high in its own way. In addition, it has ghost power after death, which is even more fierce. Ordinary practitioners are not opponents at all. It can be said that they are all fierce ghosts in the world. It's just that people in the true cultivation often look more about the past life than ordinary people, and rarely give up the past life, so the fierce spirit is so rare. Jin Ping'er was really shocked when he suddenly saw it this time.

But looking at it, the lich in black didn't seem to show any surprise. In the face of the fierce spirit blocking his way, he just looked up slowly.

The fierce spirit's body composed of white gas was extremely tall, which almost blocked the hole of the whole town demon ancient cave. The lich looked at the fierce spirit holding a sword and shield like the god of war, and suddenly sighed.

"Are you finally willing to come out to see me?" He said quietly.

The fierce spirit stared coldly at the lich. His white spirit and the black shadow of the lich are like two uncompromising extremes.

"You traitor who has turned your back on your mother, what right do you dare to say this?"

The lich's body seemed to tremble for a moment, and he was so unfathomable that his whole body was stabbed by such a sentence.

He looked up at the angry face for a long time, but he was always silent and slowly lowered his head.