Chapter 11 Reborn

The darkness is endless, and only the sound of the wind roaring becomes more and more sad. The lich walks in the dark corridor of the ancient cave of Zhenmo, like a ghost walking towards Jiuyou.

The ancient cave is getting wider and wider, but the darkness around it is getting deeper and deeper. Walking on this cold and terrible road, the lich could even close his eyes and walk forward.

For many years, he has been wandering here alone, and now he is finally going to change his fate with his own hands.

Maybe there are the fates of countless people in the world.

The gloomy wind roared, just in front of him!

A little light suddenly lit up in front of him. Although the light was so dark, it was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

The lich stopped.

The faint light flashed gently in the dark, uncertain, like a call, like **, like a longing, like a sneer...

The wind blew his black skirt, just like countless years in the past, he stared at that place.

Many years ago, he also stood here, but at that time, there were brothers beside him. In front of him, there was a figure in front of him who seemed to be thin but could cover the world.

But now, he is the only lonely figure.

"Madam..." He lowered his head slightly and said this in a low voice.

Then, he floated forward and threw at the faint light, like a moth.

The light was shining, and the gloomy wind in the ancient cave suddenly became fierce. Originally, there was only a little light, which slowly dispersed from there and slowly lit up the surroundings.

On the uneven ground, rotten white bones are falling everywhere, including characters and beasts. The huge cave wall, the hard rock, under the faint light, showed countless dense and crisscrossing cracks, as if they were torn apart by life, which was shocking.

In the dark, there is a voice, in the deepest part of the faint light, gently echoing with coldness.

"You're back..."

The ending is very long, echoing between the walls of this ancient cave.

The lich didn't say anything. He only stood in the light and stood for a moment. Then, he stretched out his arm from the black clothes. In his hand, it was a black stick inlaid with bone jade.

"Roar! ..."

A roar suddenly sounded like thunder, boiling in the ancient cave. The darkness around him retreated in an instant, and in the depths of the faint light, a dazzling light flashed in a blink of an eye, like the countless tentacles of demons, shouting and roaring at the lichens and the two sacred artifacts.

Even the thousands of years of stone walls around the ancient cave began to shake at this moment, and the big stones and small stones fell one after another.

The roaring gloomy wind sounds like a longing and heavy gasp at this moment.

"...Do you remember what the mother looks like?" The lich looked at the dazzling light with teeth and claws in front of him, and suddenly said so quietly.

In the strong light, the flashing light seemed to suddenly freeze.

The lich in black, hunting in the strong yin wind.

Even his voice sounds so erratic: "Her stone statue is still standing on the hole outside..."

In the depths of the light, there was no sound, only the telescopic light, which made the lich's figure light bright and dark.

The lich didn't say anything more. He slowly floated up and into the depths of light.

An open flat ground suddenly appeared. It is definitely different from the outside. Most of the hard stone walls are intact, but on the ground, there are many huge bones, and most of them are intact. Under the details, there are as many as thirteen.

These thirteen skeletons of different shapes and exude a soaring demonic atmosphere, the distance is unequally circled, all inside and outside the face, as if guarding something. In Hesse's empty eyes, there seemed to be cold eyes.

With the sudden appearance of the lich's figure, he began to approach this strange circle. Suddenly, there was a sour "slap" sound in the cold wind. Above these white bones, several heads began to turn and slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the lich.

At this terrible time when the heart beats almost stagnated, the lich didn't seem to care about these horrible skeletons. His eyes were only looking at one place from beginning to end.

That's the middle of the circle of these thirteen white bones.

A life-size white bone lies quietly on a white jade platform only three inches high. Unlike the skeletons around it, this humanoid skeleton is still covered with silk. I don't know how many years it has gone through. Under the light, the color of the silk is still extremely bright.

And all the light around here, even the roaring wind, is emitted from this white bone.

The lich slowly drifted closer to the white bone.

The light flowed, and the strange light lasted for a short time, as if in the dark, there were two eyes staring at him.

Around, all thirteen white bones suddenly made a "slap" sound, almost like a resurrection together. The head turned, and the deep eyes stared at the lich's figure one after another.

The next moment, the piece of silk rose into the air and floated in the air.

It seemed that there was a silent roar, and in an instant, the dazzling light shone out from under the silk, like an unstoppable arrow, roaring in all directions.

"Wow!" With a sound, the lich even felt the light rushing through his ear with surging demon power.

The violent wind, mixed with a gloomy sneer, began to echo in this ancient cave.

The thirteen skeletons suddenly looked up together and roared to the sky!

In this strange atmosphere, the lich slowly fell down in front of the white bone. In the white light, there are five very clear fractures on the life-size bone, namely, the right hand, the left ankle, the laryngeal bone, the skull, and his entire spine.

At this moment, reflecting the light of his bones, there is a white bead in his right hand, a jade plate in his left ankle, and a ring in the place where his throat is broken.

The lich slowly pulled out the bone jade set on the black stick little by little, and then gently put him on the head of the white bone. In the middle of the forehead there, there happened to be a small cracked hole. The bone jade was impartial and just put it in.

In the dark, there seemed to be a sound, calling from afar.

The lich's body suddenly trembled, and the whole body shook, and the light reflected in his eyes, like two burning white flames.

Whose soul and body is the flame burning?

He seemed to shout softly, but no one could hear clearly what he was saying. The next moment, he put the black stick in the middle of the white bone, in the spine.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

The roaring gloomy wind stopped, the dazzling white light disappeared, and the turbulent waves of the boundless sea rushed up silently and drowned everything!

Who is waiting silently in the dark?

The deepest darkness or the dawn of fantasy?

Everything calmed down, just like the desolate silence that had never changed. The white bones stopped shouting and went on silently.

A voice, quietly, in the deepest part of darkness and silence!

"Bun!"

"Bun!"

"Bun Bang!"

......

It was the sound of heartbeat, full of brand-new vitality. It was still dark around, but the magical heartbeat gradually amplified, and slowly began to flow with the sound of babbling water.

No, it's not the sound of water, it's the running blood, roaring out of the heart, dancing wildly in the dark with endless joy and unstoppable momentum.

After countless years of sleep, after endless coldness, it is warm again!

Who is it, breathing quietly in the dark?

The rushing voice is getting more and more fierce, like the imprisoned soul condenses the cry of thousands of years of resentment, and every drop of reborn blood is full of madness and defiance!

Slowly, the strange noise around began to sound, the strong stone wall shook again, and the white bones in the dark shouted again to welcome the reborn demons.

Only the lich, his figure is hidden in the darkness, feeling the invisible but dancing demon in front of him, feeling the reborn soul and flowing blood.

That feeling almost swallowed him up...

"Bun!"

With a loud noise, the huge force smashed the hard ground into a big hole. The golden bottle flew backwards and almost dodged the blow from behind, and his face couldn't help turning pale.

The stone statue woman just now almost seemed to have magic. She attracted all her spirit and soul, and she completely forgot what was outside. It was just that when the wind suddenly rose above her head, the little instinct of years of hard cultivation made her suddenly wake up and rushed out almost when it was almost impossible to send, so she luckily picked up a life. Come back.

Jin Ping'er gasped for breath, and suddenly the wind behind him was fierce. The fierce spirit had followed like a cone attached to the bone. Obviously, his body was only composed of invisible white gas, but the huge sword and shield was in his hand, lifting weight as light as a child's toy.

Jin Ping'er knew that he was powerful, so he didn't dare to pick it up. His body flashed, and he hurriedly hid back. Under these two swords, the fierce spirit had driven Jin Ping'er from the entrance of the ancient cave of Zhenmo to a few feet away.

As soon as it landed, the golden bottle's right hand turned over, and the purple light suddenly rose. The magic weapon purple awn blade had already been sacrificed and held in the palm of her hand. In any case, she did not dare to take it lightly against this fierce ghost.

Although she was on guard, after the fierce spirit drove her three feet away from the ancient cave of the devil, he did not catch up again. His invisible body was still floating beside the stone statue woman.

"Who are you? How dare you come to this land of demons and desecre the statue of the witch?" The fierce spirit stared at the giant eyes of the copper bell and said coldly.

Jin Ping'er was secretly relieved, calmed down, and said loudly, "You misunderstood. I didn't mean to offend this... Empress's statue, but at first sight, she was so beautiful that she couldn't help touching the stone statue with her hand."

The fierce spirit snorted and looked a little calm. Obviously, he probably knew that the stone statue did have magical powers, but his voice was still generally cold. He said, "Seeing that you are young and a first-time offender, I don't care about you. This is the land of demons and demons, not the place where you came from. Go quickly!"

Jin Ping'er frowned and followed the lich for so long according to her wish. Most of the most important secrets were in the ancient cave of the town. Unexpectedly, there was such a deep fierce guard at the entrance of the cave, which was really troublesome. It's just that if you want to break in, most of the liches or monsters inside will be disturbed. It's not easy to solve the fierce spirit in front of you.

She was thinking about it here. The fierce spirit saw the woman's eyes sweeping around on the statue of herself and her mother, and at the same time looked at the depths of the dark cave behind her from time to time. Obviously, she wanted to fight about the cave, and she couldn't help changing her color.

"Wow!" The fierce spirit shouted angrily and said, "Little girl, I advise you not to seek hardships. This cave is a peerless monster, and you are also looking for your own death when you go in. And I guard the ancient cave, and I will never let outsiders in. You died a long time ago!"

Jin Ping'er snorted. How could he give up so easily and said, "Didn't the man in black just now still go in?"

The fierce spirit was stunned, his eyes were shining, and he said, "So you followed that man here?"

Jin Ping'er looked at the words and looked at each other, and vaguely speculated about the relationship between the two people, but he continued to say, "Of course, that person is not like a man, ghost is not like a ghost... Er, I'm not talking about you, don't be angry!" Jin Ping'er, who almost leaked, quickly added to the furious spirit, and then said, "The man in black robbed the sacred weapon and black staff of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang. By the way, there is also the sacred bone jade of the Li nationality on it. I just went in. I also want to see what he wants to do..."

Before she could say the word "m", the fierce spirit whose face had changed greatly suddenly made an earth-shaking roar, and forced the golden bottle's words back, which shocked her face at the same time.

"What are you talking about? He has a black stick and bone jade on his body?" The whole body of the fierce spirit began to tremble violently.

Jin Ping'er was a little stunned and said, "Yes."

The fierce spirit looked up to the sky and roared, and was extremely sad and indignant. Huo Ran turned around and looked at his appearance. He was desperate to rush into the ancient cave of the demon town and find the lich to die together.

But at this time, the golden bottle and the fierce spirit were stunned at the same time.

It seemed that the never-ending gloomy wind blowing from the ancient cave of Zhenmo suddenly stopped.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that something is missing all of a sudden, especially quiet.

The fierce spirit's face is like dead ashes in an instant.

His mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to shout with all his strength, but he couldn't make any sound.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at the stone statue woman. Suddenly, his figure was shocked, and his huge body softened. Unexpectedly, he knelt down and cried loudly in front of the stone statue woman.

Jin Ping'er was shocked. She was born in a demon religion, and she didn't know how many strange things she had seen in her life, but a fierce spirit with such a high Taoism suddenly cried loudly in front of her, which was really the only sight in her life. Just looking at the fierce spirit's extremely sad, his huge body kept trembling. Although it was only composed of white gas, it was just that the sad mood seemed to appear alive in front of him.

The golden bottle quietly moved over, but the fierce spirit never noticed her. When she moved to the stone statue woman, she was about to take this opportunity to sneak into the ancient cave of Zhenmo. Suddenly, her body shook, and her eyes looked at the stone statue woman, and she was stunned.

On the cold stone statue, the graceful and beautiful woman.

Two lines of tears quietly slipped from the eyes of the stone statue.

It turns out that thousands of years of time still can't erase a deep wisp of sadness...

Jin Ping'er stood behind the fierce spirit in astonishment, looking at this sad stone statue!

In the cave behind him, there was a whisper in the distance, like something. He woke up from a long sleep and made the first sentence.

The gloomy wind rises again, and the sound is even more sad!

Even the sky and sky above my head are so dim.

A flash of lightning pierced the dark clouds.

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky.

Thunder and lightning roared, tearing the sky in a blink of an eye. Countless black clouds are boiling, surging from the sky of 100,000 mountains, gathering above the ancient cave of Zhenmo.

It rained heavily, but it rained down, mixed with huge hail, causing potholes on the ground.

Jin Ping'er was shocked, dodged left and right, and floated in the wind and rain. The fierce spirit suddenly looked up and looked at the sky. All the wind, rain and frost seemed to have no effect on him, but his eyes were full of despair.

"Ah! ..."

He shouted up to the sky.

In this desperate roar, the strange roar sounded in the ancient cave of Zhenmo, from far and near, faster and faster, louder and louder, until the end it was deafening. Jin Ping'er only felt a roar in his mind, as if it was about to crack. He couldn't help changing his color and hurriedly swept away in the distance.

And the fierce spirit suddenly turned around, blocked his huge body at the entrance of the ancient cave of Zhenmo, raised his shield, crossed the huge sword, and frowned angrily. Unexpectedly, he stood without any fear.

The roar became louder and louder, and in a blink of an eye, it rushed to the entrance of the ancient cave.

The sky roared, and the sky and the earth roared, as if all the mountains and land of the whole 100,000 mountains were shaking together.

In the wind and rain, the fierce spirit looks like a swaying and powerless boat.

The deep darkness, like a warcraft with teeth and claws, rushed to him from the ancient cave.

The fierce spirit roared angrily and rushed to the front!

The giant sword reflected the lightning in the sky and cut into the darkness. The black gas was cut from it in an instant, but it immediately rushed up from both sides and drowned his body at an extremely fast speed.

The fierce spirit shouted, far away, Jin Ping'er still heard the voice: "Your Lady..."

The next moment, the fierce spirit disappeared, and the black air was like a mountain. They gathered desperately at the entrance of the ancient cave of Zhenmo, towards the sky and the earth.

A red light suddenly flashed in the dark.

A figure, a man wrapped in a bright silk, with his back to the direction of the golden bottle, slowly fell from the black gas and stood in front of the stone statue woman.

Behind him, the black gas roared fiercely, and the shadows shook, as if there were countless demons roaring ecstasy.

Only his back looks a little strange.

Standing in front of the stone statue, he stood silently in the wind and rain.

Slowly, stretch out your hand and gently stroke the cold stone statue.

The low voice echoed quietly in the wind and rain, through thousands of years, through countless winds, rain and frost.

"Linglong..."