I Just Want To Be Quiet

Born to teach.

noon.

Sand Snow City.

Above the city, a cloud of ink suddenly appeared, which quickly expanded and poured down.

Soon, the entire sandy snow city was wrapped in the mist of the dark sky, and the voices of shouting and calling for mercy in the city only lasted for a moment, before returning to silence.

From the outside, the sandy snow city seemed to be wrapped in a mass of night, with the city wall as the boundary, the inside of the city was thick and dark, everything was as usual outside the city, and the noon sun shining slightly dizzy people.

Reincarnation Tower.

In the early morning, a caravan from afar drove the camels towards a white city standing among the sand dunes.

With the sound of camel bells, the team left neat footprints on the yellow sand.

After a while, they arrived under the city wall, but they saw the heavily guarded city in the past. At this moment, the city gate was opened, and the soldiers at the door were leaning against the corner of the wall, holding the sword in their arms, bowing their heads and closing their eyes, as if sleeping.

This caravan was a little surprised, but didn't think much about it, and drove the camel into the city on its own.

After entering the city, I found that the whole city was quiet at the moment.

There is no shouting and chanting, no pedestrians, no children frolicking...not even chickens, dogs, and livestock.

The caravan went slower and slower, and felt more frightened as it went. In the end, they stopped at the entrance of a hotel where they would stay in the past and looked at each other.

"Treasurer, here...what's wrong?" A young helper couldn't help but swallowed under the invisible pressure, and whispered to the leader of the caravan.

The leader of the caravan had no bottom in his heart, but at the moment the camel was carrying his life's savings, and there was no room to lose.

Therefore, after he settled down, he said: "I am very familiar with the owner of this hotel, so let's go in and have a look."

Most people were left to guard the camels and goods, and the leader walked into the hotel with a few strong helpers. I saw the hall quietly, but in the corner were two drunks who were full of alcohol.

Continue to walk in, and quickly walk through the courtyard and see a row of houses.

The leader walked towards one of the rooms, where the owner of the hotel lived.

He stepped forward and patted the door, but no one answered.

So the leader began to increase his strength: "Brother, I am Lao Zhang, open the door!"

After a while, he and his helpers banged open the door together, only to see the owner's family sleeping in two rooms separated by a curtain, their eyes closed, their expressions calm, and their mouths muttered vaguely, as if they were talking in their dreams.

…A few days later, all the nine major sects received a message: “…A total of fifteen places, the vision of a caged city by night appears during the day; the nine cities are full of dreams. As for the real murderer behind the scenes, there is no trace of it.”

"The vision of the night cage city has not disappeared so far, and there is a tendency to spread around."

"This kind of darkness can isolate the divine consciousness and cannot probe the inner situation."

"The spies who enter it will quickly lose contact, so it is difficult to judge what happened inside."

"So far, all the protective arrays have been useless."

Heavy Mingzong.

Inheritance Hall.

The portraits floating above the soul lamp of thousands of lives, dimly, seemingly still hidden, floating slowly.

Suddenly, the scroll at the end, accompanied by a groan from nowhere, gradually became clear.

In the next moment, the whole inheritance hall suddenly brightened.

A surging sea of ​​blood, rising into the sky!

Faces of incomparable resentment floated in the sea of ​​blood.

Immediately afterwards, these faces quickly separated from the sea of ​​blood and gathered in midair into a wide throne, dripping blood stains continuously.

The moment the throne was formed, an ink painting-like figure appeared on it as if wet-wet by the tide of the rainy season.

At this time, Waimen Shuwu Peak, inside a two-story building.

The old Hefa woman who was drowsy on the recliner suddenly opened her eyes.

After only a little sense, he quickly got up and threw the jug aside. With a thought, the alcohol scent all over his body disappeared without a trace.

After finishing her robes, the old woman quickly walked out of the small building and walked towards the hut at the rear.

Pushing open the door of the hut, I saw a wide and deep hall in the door.

There are countless lampstands floating in the air, and blood is surging among the lampstands.

At this moment, under the Light of Life and Soul, what should have been a place of nothingness and darkness, but there is an unfathomable sea of ​​blood surging, and in the waves, the spiteful faces seem endless...

The old woman only looked at this one, but she didn't dare to cast her gaze further down, and immediately fell on her knees, and said in a deep voice, "Yinnu welcomes the ancestor of the blood of the ‘Netherblood’ to leave."

In the mid-air of the Inheritance Hall, the Patriarch of "Dark Blood" standing high on the throne of the human face did not immediately answer, but slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Yongye Desert.

Thousands of waters and mountains, countless barriers, and even [Mist of the Underworld], could not block his sight at all.

In his field of vision, the nine stone pillars seemed to be in front of his eyes, and the blood-colored coffins floating in between, did not know when a gap had been opened.

The will of the fallen immortal thus got the opportunity to begin to erode Panya Realm like a floating mirror.

At this moment, one figure after another walked into the main hall from the door of the hut, all with strong breath and luxurious robes. He was the Supreme Elder who stayed behind the gate of the heavy Ming sect. After entering, they immediately walked to the front of Yinnu and knelt down: "Greetingly welcome the Patriarch of the Blood of Darkness to leave the customs!"

It didn't take long for three figures with exceptionally strong auras to file in.

"Su Dai, a descendant of the Su clan, welcome the ancestor of the'Medblood' to leave the customs!"

"Si Hong Hanrong, a descendant of the Si Hong clan, welcome the ancestor of the'Medblood' to leave the customs!"

"Li Xin, the younger generation of the Li family, welcome the ancestor of'Mingxue' to leave the customs!"

The three ancestors on duty arrived, and immediately bowed and saluted after entering.

Seeing that the people were almost there, the ancestor of the "Netherblood" who was on the throne spoke, and asked in a cold voice, "Yongye Desert, what happened recently?"

Hearing this, the ancestor of the Li family Li Xin immediately replied: "Returning to the ancestor of the'Underworld', within half a year, there is only one major event. Our current saint son Pei Ling, Yu Yongye, the desert and the **** of tribulations."

"Mingxue" Patriarch's gaze suddenly fell to Li Xin.

Su Dai, the ancestor of the Su clan, Si Hong Hanrong, the ancestor of the Si Hong clan, and the other elders of the Su clan, originally had something to report to him. Upon hearing this, they all looked at Li Yin in shock.

Although Si Honghanrong had already anticipated it, he was still shocked when he heard Li Xin's explanation.

It's really Peiling!

What a Nine Ah Lis!

Now the whole world thinks that the God of Ten Thousand Tribulations is the prince of the Ryuran dynasty, and the thorns are finally coming, and the biggest promoter of this matter is the Jiu'ali clan!

At this time, the ancestor of "Heaven Blood" said: "Where is the Saint Son? Call him here quickly."

Li Xin respectfully said: "Given the ancestor of the blood, the younger generation will immediately contact the holy son, order him to return to the sect as soon as possible, and pay respect to the ancestor."

"It's just that, the Son is young and ignorant, and made a small mistake, which angered the current suzerain."

"I also hope that the ancestor will pity him for his hard work and mediate on his behalf."

"Mingxue" Patriarch nodded lightly, he was too lazy to care about the grievances between the juniors.

But since it is the God of Ten Thousand Tribulations, it is worth making an exception.

Thinking of this, the Patriarch of "Dark Blood" didn't even ask the reason, and said directly: "Yes!"