Dragon Warrior

These four words are condensed from blood, and after thousands of years, they still haven't dried up. With endless confusion and unwillingness, Wu Yi's expression is in a trance, and he vaguely sees how he felt when the life of the man in white was about to end a thousand years ago. The misery, the inheritance of hundreds of generations is ruined at once, and I am ashamed of my ancestors, even if I die, I can't feel at ease.

The furnishings in the main hall are very simple, except for a few wooden chairs and tea tables, there is no other decoration. It seems that this is only the main hall where Tian Yuanzong discusses and receives guests on weekdays. There is an ancient painting hanging behind the man in white. There is a middle-aged monk, dressed in Taoist robes, with hair draped over his shoulders, standing on the cliff with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, very chic and calm, looking up to the sky, his eyes are clear and calm, as if everything in the world has been fully realized , there is no more confusion in my heart.

I don't know who made this picture, but just a few strokes can depict such an extraordinary artistic conception. It can be seen that the cultivation base of the painter has reached a very terrifying level. Accurately passed on to posterity.

Wu Yi stood silently for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the main hall. Perhaps the atmosphere here was too depressing, Xiaohuo and Xiaosan'er also calmed down, and stopped running around, obediently followed behind Wu Yi, sizing up everything around.

"Why are there so many dead people here, so pitiful!" Song Ziyi snuggled up to Wu Yi's side, her eyes flushed, and whispered.

Coming out of the main hall, walking down the mountain along the stone steps, what you see along the way are all dead bodies, scattered all over the place, blocking the way, and if you touch it, it will immediately turn into ashes, completely return to nothing, and the injuries are also amazingly consistent. The center of the eyebrows was pierced, the sea of ​​consciousness completely collapsed, and he died in an instant. There was no possibility of surviving. After the sea of ​​consciousness collapsed like the man in white, he could still persist in writing four blood characters, which is already against the sky. .

Wu Yi didn't speak, but there was a surge of anger in his heart. Before he entered here, he was guessing that only the high-ranking Tianshen Palace could do it, but this method was too vicious. In order to stabilize himself With a low cultivation level, he could kill innocent people indiscriminately and forcibly exterminate the inheritance of monks of the same clan. Such a bloody rule is simply outrageous.

"Xiaoxue, if your mother really did all of this, how should I face you?" Wu Yi was caught in a dilemma. Before, he just felt resentful at the arrogant behavior of the superior mother-in-law, and felt a little resentful in his heart. , but there is no hatred, but now, I have witnessed the tragedy of Tianyuanzong, and it is impossible to make him forget it.

The sense of justice hidden in his blood makes him feel that he needs to seek an explanation for this group of innocent monks of the same race who were slaughtered, but what he has to face is his beloved mother. Faced with this situation, what should he do? From here, even he was a little confused.

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the corpses became more and more dense, and there was almost no place to get down. Some of them were still immature children, and they were still not spared. Wu Yi became more and more angry as he watched, and finally smashed the boulder around him into pieces with his palm, with a cold voice Said: "No matter who you are, if you commit such a heinous crime, you should be sentenced to death. I, Wu Yi, will definitely seek justice for these unjust souls."

The formerly prosperous sect was completely dead. Both of them felt very heavy and did not stay too long. Instead, they returned to the vicinity of the main meeting hall on the top of the mountain, sat on the white jade steps, and each fell into silence. .

"This black hand behind the scenes is so cruel, just to cut off the inheritance of Tianyuanzong. Is it true that the "Tiandao Jue" is really going to be cut off, and there are no more inheritors?" Wu Yi searched for nearly three kilometers from the top of the mountain all the way down. The classics of cultivation have been searched long ago, and nothing was found, and I feel a little unwilling. If I can’t find the follow-up method of "Heavenly Dao Jue" here, it is impossible for Tianxuanzong and Fenglai Pavilion to have it, otherwise it would have been a long time ago. Disappeared, I was full of confidence at the beginning, but bumped into here by mistake, and the last thought was about to be broken.

"Brother Wu Yi, can we leave here? It's too quiet here, and I'm a little scared." Seeing Wu Yi frowning and not speaking, Song Ziyi felt hairy when he thought of the thousands of corpses down the mountain, and shook slightly Wu Yi's arm, whispered.

"This place is very important to me. I can't leave for the time being. Why don't you let Xiaohuo and Xiaosan accompany you to go out and wait for me first. There are no other living things in this space except us. As long as you don't There should be no danger if you go too far." Wu Yi shook his head slightly, giving up like this is not his style, knowing that the hope is slim, he must do his best.

"Then I'll stay here with you!" Song Ziyi doesn't want to leave Wu Yi, it's really scary here, but if he can't see him, it will be even scarier, so he just ran aside and played with Xiaohuo and Xiaosan under the stone steps , stop disturbing Wu Yi, let him stay quietly for a while.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sky quickly darkened, the main peak of Tianyuanzong became more and more dead silent, and even the occasional breeze was filled with biting chill, Song Ziyi had to lean on Wu Yi's shoulder, Looking for a sense of security, Xiaohuo and Xiaosan'er are not afraid of the sky and the earth anyway, but they also took the opportunity to lie in Song Ziyi's arms, sleeping soundly, snoring slightly from time to time, the essence of the longevity fruit has not yet Completely digested and absorbed, I was awakened halfway through, and after a day of tossing, I was already too sleepy.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... smack..." While Wu Yi was meditating, a whirlwind suddenly blew up on the top of the mountain, and the half-covered door was slammed on the wall by the strong wind, making a loud noise , completely broke the silence of the night.

"Ah..." Song Ziyi jumped up in fright. If Wu Yi hadn't held her back in time, she might have run wild. Xiaohuo and Xiaosan'er also woke up from their deep sleep, looking around vigilantly, as if sensing What happened? The guard stood beside Wu Yi, letting out bursts of deep sobs.

"Your grandpa, it's not really haunted!" There were thousands of corpses under Wu Yi's feet. This sudden change even shocked him, but he quickly regained his composure. It seems that there is something strange in the hall, and immediately sacrificed the golden tripod, sprinkled golden beams of light, protected them, and then told Song Ziyi: "Stay here, don't move, I will go in and have a look, immediately Just come out, Xiaohuo, Xiaosan'er, you must protect her safety, and you must run away."