Chapter 15 Ancient Soul

Xu Min shouted anxiously: "Who will save Zhang Yuan?" The little brother was killed. She shouted hard; but no matter how loudly she shouted, there was still an echo from the distance. In the empty green valley, there was a continuous call from a woman.

She remembered the simple but clever brother. When she met him for the first time, she practiced him in front of the target. He was bruised all over, but instead of resenting himself, he thanked his advice. She remembered the handsome man and was willing to give his life for herself.

Thinking of these things, Xu Min could no longer suppress her inner pain, and she got up and ran to the peak of heaven. Her only hope is to return to Tianshifeng to find someone to save her younger brother.

She didn't know how many times she fell on the bumpy mountain road. The blood from her injured body kept flowing, but she still ran to the peak of heaven desperately. The vast sky, the wind and shadow, the morning light, who will be with you? The bell is ringing, where is the clear shadow going?

The quiet peak was disturbed by a shouting woman. No matter who she met along the way, she would begged anxiously. At this time, she was anxious and powerless. Once upon a time, she suddenly found herself so helpless. In the end, she stood under a willow tree and cried. Everyone knows the name Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's body has been swept by the water monster, and the thin and weak figure always appeared in his mind. The woman who was anxious for him. Am I really going to die? Will she remember me for the rest of my life if I die? Maybe many years later, she will find her own. Thinking that after his death, she would become someone else's woman, his heart ached like a needle and a sword.

"Kid, you are still thinking about her when you are about to die. You are really an infatuated person." Zhang Yuan suddenly heard the water monster talking.

Zhang Yuan was about to speak, but the lake water poured into his mouth, which made him very uncomfortable. Boy, it's me who speaks. Not only will you not die, but you will be blessed by misfortune.

The water monster swam into a dark path; this dark path is dark, cold and narrow. There were hard stones on both sides of the secret road, and it was dark around. Zhang Yuan couldn't see anything. I only felt that my body seemed to hit the hard stone pillar from time to time. Fortunately, the water beast carefully protected him so that he would not be injured.

After a while, the water monster rolled Zhang Yuan into a huge cave. The cave is very spacious and gloomy, and the ground is covered with wet moss. There are many old furnishings in the cave, and some items have long been weathered and rotten. Judging from these weathered and rotten objects, this cave should have existed for a long time.

The water monster put down Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan felt relaxed all over his body and breathed the humid air. Although the air smells bad, it's better than holding your breath.

A figure gradually condensed in front of Zhang Yuan. This figure was like a ghost. If there was nothing, it floated in the air, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. After the figure condensed and took shape, a handsome man appeared in Zhang Yuan's sight. This man looks only in his thirties, but his eyebrows reveal the vicissitudes of life and the perseverance of frustration.

"Soul" Zhang Yuan reflexively stepped back a few steps and hurriedly pulled out his sword from his waist. It is rumored that people will become souls when they die. Zhang Yuan is still a little afraid of the dead.

The soul was not angry when he saw Zhang Yuan's behavior, "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Zhang Yuan asked vigilantly;

The soul said sadly, "What year is it outside now?" Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and then replied, "It's 13 years of Henggu Youyuan."

The soul said to himself, "In the thirteenth year of Henggu Youyuan, I have been dead for more than a million years. At that time, the Henggu Emperor destroyed the cold and ferocious demon family, and the world changed the year to Henggu in order to appreciate his kindness. 129,600 years old is one yuan. According to this calculation, I have really died for more than a million years.

From the words of the soul, Zhang Yuan felt the gloomy melancholy, but he could not feel any emotional fluctuations in the soul.

I don't know why. Seeing that the soul was so lost and ecstasy, Zhang Yuan's fear of him turned into sympathy. The soul's eyes were confused and he didn't know what to say.

"Ky, tell me your real name." The soul said; Zhang Yuan didn't want to offend the soul, so he said respectfully: "My name is Zhang Yuan, a disciple of the Nine Sword Palace. Senior, why did you become like this and have lived for more than a million years?

The soul said; I don't have much time left. Now let me tell you some ancient secrets. "A long time ago, the secret method of Taoism was very low-level. When you practiced to the spiritual period, there would be a thunderstorm. If the thunder disaster is successful, the people who overcome the disaster will fly into the void. If the thunder disaster fails, the people who overcome the disaster will be scattered.

At that time, the strong man in the realm of heaven could live 500 years without accident. Then one day, a vision suddenly fell from the sky. A broken space suddenly appeared in the depths of the cold wilderness, resulting in countless space cracks. The devastating space cracks frantically devouring the surrounding objects. At the same time, meteorites continue to fall in the distant sky. The meteorite hit the earth, causing the land to sink and dust all over the sky. Hundreds of millions of miles of land instantly turned into nothingness, and anyone who was affected, whether it was a civilian or a monk, would not live a lifetime. Such a shocking disaster shocked the whole planet. At that moment, like the end of the world, all living beings were frightened. Such a disaster of heaven can't be done by human beings.

The soul spoke slowly while recalling blankly. Although it has been a million years, the past is still vivid. How can the soul forget the lingering destruction disaster?

Zhang Yuan listened attentively to the soul. He seemed to feel the same way and experienced the horrible scene himself. Countless people died in an instant, and tens of millions fled in panic. Thousands of birds in the sky are singing, and all beasts in the forest tremble. The whole earth has become hell, with broken limbs and arms everywhere.

Only the soul said; "This disaster has lasted for several months. After everything calms down, some people have found alien secrets in the chaotic land. These secrets are very profound and mysterious and more powerful than any secrets on our continent.

After getting these secrets, the illusory strong man beyond the heavenly level began to appear. The cultivation has reached nihilless, and its life expectancy can be as long as 2,000 years. Just as everyone was working hard for this, a more terrible thing happened. This is more terrible than the previous disaster. This matter involves all the monks in the world, and no one in the world is immune.

When talking about this, the soul paused and tried to calm himself down. After calming down for a moment, the soul continued; after that, the thunder disaster never appeared again.