The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 379: The East is Bright and New

Before Xinyi reached the entrance of the village, he saw a fire and a burning odor. He was startled and ran away quickly, but he saw Zhao Wuyang sitting alone at the entrance of the village, dejected and silent.

The burnt smell and flames were caused by the burning of corpses. Xinyi couldn't tell which of the corpses were zombies and which were villagers.

He walked forward, rubbed Zhao Wuyang's head, and sat down beside him. Xinyi thought that the reason why Zhao Wuyang was so depressed was because he couldn't bear to see these life and death, but he underestimated Zhao Wuyang.

"Brother Xinyi..." Zhao Wuyang hesitated to speak.

Xinyi waited for Zhao Wuyang to speak, while considering how to comfort him, but he didn't want to wait for a long time, and Zhao Wuyang didn't continue to speak. He was a little curious, turned his head to look over, and saw Zhao Wuyang frowning, wondering what he was thinking.

"Nothing happened..." Xinyi was afraid that Zhao Wuyang would run into a dead end, so she thought she should take the initiative to speak.

"Did Lord Black and White say anything to my brother?" Zhao Wuyang did not turn around, still lowering his head in deep thought.

This is the first time that Zhao Wuyang interrupts someone.

"But what's wrong?" Xinyi felt that Zhao Wuyang would not do this for no reason, so she told him about the previous incident of the ruined temple on the mountain.

"Phoenix cry..." Zhao Wuyang pondered, "So that's the cry of the phoenix."

Lingxiang once gave Zhao Wuyang a copy of "Records of Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas", which mentioned the Phoenix.

"There is a mountain in Penglai, called Danxue, on which there are many golds and jades. Danshui flows out of it, flowing southward into the Bohai Sea. There is a bird there, shaped like a chicken, with a pearl on its crown, feathers hanging down like a waterfall, and feathers as long as whips, shining brightly..."

Zhao Wuyang recited the description of the phoenix in "Strange Stories of Mountains and Seas", but his brows did not relax at all.

"The book says that the phoenix is ​​a descendant of the ancient goddess Queen Mother of the West. It takes a thousand years to breed an egg, but it has to hatch and be born from the sky. It has to go through many rebirths in fire before it can grow up. Once the phoenix cries..."

Zhao Wuyang stopped, but Xinyi remained calm and just glanced to the side.

"Once the phoenix sings, wherever its voice reaches, all things will be renewed..."

Xinyi fell into deep thought:
Spiritual roots are rare, but a phoenix can be born. This is very strange. Lingxiang seemed to have calculated it long ago, so she left a lucky bag for me. At first, I thought she wanted me to be at ease, but now it seems like a signal. But Lingxiang is only at the foundation-building stage, how could she calculate this?

"If it is true as the book says, that all things are renewed, then everything makes sense." Zhao Wuyang continued.

"How?"

"Three years ago, the gate between the underworld and the human world was destroyed. Souls had nowhere to go, so they had to attach themselves to corpses, which is why zombies came into being. Now that everything is renewed and the Tiger Gate has been rebuilt, the lingering souls will naturally go to the underworld."

Zhao Wuyang said, looking at the burning corpse. He remembered that during the chaos just now, he vaguely heard a series of bell sounds, like the black and white impermanence's soul-calling bells.

"Although these zombies have lost their souls, they have not returned to the earth for a long time. Due to the outflow of the Netherworld Qi, they have become corpse demons. The corpse demons are bloodthirsty and have smelled the breath of the living here, so they come here."

This does make sense, and in this way, the disappearance of the Black and White Impermanence can be explained.

But looking at Zhao Wuyang's expression, he didn't look like his doubts were resolved. Instead, he seemed to have even greater doubts, and what he said was just a prelude.

Xinyi kept silent, waiting for Zhao Wuyang's next words.

"Brother Xinyi, is Lotus Heart Sword Intention a technique created by Elder Fu Cang?"

Zhao Wuyang finally raised his head and looked at Xinyi, who nodded.

I had heard of it when I was practicing at Qingwei Peak.

At that time, Long Qi was about to break through and was very proud of himself, but Ling Xiang sneered at him, mocking that Long Qi was only borrowing the family skills, while she was able to create her own skills. She also said that this skill was mysterious and not everyone could practice it.

But what does this have to do with the present?
Xinyi didn't understand what Zhao Wuyang meant, and looked at him in confusion. "Just now when the crisis came, I couldn't bear to take action, but a man in black suddenly appeared, dodging and moving, and using the Lotus Heart Sword Intent, and the fire on these corpses also came from that man's talisman."

Upon hearing this, Xinyi sat up in shock.

"Can you see it clearly?"

Zhao Wuyang shook his head.

"That person was so fast that he flashed by, so I couldn't see him clearly. But I definitely couldn't have mistaken his Lotus Heart Sword Skill."

Xinyi naturally would not disbelieve Zhao Wuyang, but there were too many doubts in this matter.

"Is there a possibility that Elder Fu Cang escaped from the Demon Lord and returned to the human world when the gates of hell were wide open at the Tiger Gate?"

Zhao Wuyang guessed, but Xinyi did not respond.

Xinyi knew very well what kind of person Lingxiang was. She would not leave Maidong in the demon world and return to the human world alone. If both of them came back, they would definitely appear together. But according to what Zhao Wuyang said, it was just one person just now.

It is true that only Lingxiang can master the Lotus Heart Sword Intent, but she was taken to the Demon Realm by the Demon Lord in the first place. The Demon Lord had put a lot of thought into this, so how could he give her a chance to escape?
Lingxiang's legs were injured, and she could no longer perform the Cloud Steps. Zhao Wuyang had made great progress in his skills over the past three years. How could the person who he couldn't even see clearly be Lingxiang?

But with the Lotus Heart Sword Intentions and the talisman, who else could it be if not Lingxiang?

If it is really a spiritual incense, why is it avoiding us?
Xinyi couldn't figure it out either. He felt as if he was in a game of chess. One move could decide the outcome. If he was not careful, the whole game would be lost.

This chess game seemed to be set up by Lingxiang, but there was always something wrong with it. It seemed like it had been planned long ago...

that person……

who can that be?

During these three years, Xinyi was not only busy dealing with the zombies, but also secretly investigating the demise of the Qiao, Long and Lu families. It was only afterwards that she learned about the three families' mission to suppress demons.

At that time, all three families were exterminated by the demons, but coincidentally, each family left a bloodline, and they gathered in Yuanqing many years later. All these developments were too coincidental.

According to the information Xinyi had found out, all the signs showed that there was a thread running through it all the time, and the one leading that thread was the legendary Tumei Fairy.

When Xinyi was forced to submit to Bai Wuchang, he would always hear him mention this person, mostly about the life-extending elixir, but never much else. From all the signs, it seemed that the cause of everything had already appeared at that time.

"How long have we been away from the sect?"

Xinyi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke. Zhao Wuyang was caught off guard and didn't react. After he came to his senses, he thought about it and then replied.

"Two years and eleven months."

It’s been nearly three years!

Xinyi heaved a long sigh and looked towards the east, which was the direction where the phoenix sound came from. The sky was already white and stretched out for a long time.

"It's time to return to the sect."

Zhao Wuyang nodded. Now that the Ghost Gate had been re-established, they really had no reason to stay in the mortal world any longer.

At this time, the cries of babies were heard one after another in the village, as if heralding the birth of a new life.

(End of this chapter)