Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"If you have nothing else to do, I will go..."

The monk glanced downwards with a hesitant expression, as if asking Youhuang if they could go on an adventure.

"Go ahead, but be careful." You Huang thought for a moment and said, "There are many dangers in the Divine Realm. Don't just focus on finding treasures and forget about the dangers."

"Senior, aren't you going to take a look?"

The cultivator was a little surprised. He thought that the powerful cultivator in front of him would join them in competing for the cultivation resources inside.

You Huang looked up at the hole in the sky and said, "No, I'll go up to see what's going on. Remind everyone that there's no reason for the fall. Just look for it along the edge and don't go deep into the treasure hunt to avoid danger."

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me."

The monk also took a look at the hole in the sky, then turned and flew towards the fragments of the divine realm below.

Compared to the situation below, You Huang wanted to know what happened above, so he turned around and headed towards the hole in the sky. Just as he got close, he saw a long tentacle extending out...

"Why are you back?"

You Huang was about to raise his sword to chop, but the next second he found himself standing in front of the Nightmare Tapir again.

Meng Mo said charmingly: "It is said to be a corner of the future, how can I let you see the whole thing? If I reveal the secret, I will be punished by the heavens."

"What did you see?" Yan Rong's voice came. Before You Huang could speak, Meng Mo pressed her lips and said, "Only you know it. You can't tell it."

"Since I asked to see a glimpse of the future, perhaps the future has already changed." You Huang smiled bitterly and said thoughtfully: "In fact, what I want to see most is my own future, but it's a pity that I didn't see it."

“The future of the world is the future of its people.”

The nightmare tapir deliberately kept the audience in suspense. It seemed as if he said something, but it also seemed as if he said nothing. After he finished speaking, he disappeared back into the thick fog.

You Huang was stunned for a moment and smiled silently, then walked towards the passage leading to the next level. He didn't know what kind of monsters he would encounter on the fourth level. Thinking about that corner of the future, it should be a long time before people would call him senior.

“Few people can pass the fourth level so quickly.”

As soon as he arrived at the fourth floor, he heard a lazy voice. Youhuang looked around but didn't find any trace of the other party. Suddenly he felt something was wrong.

"You don't have to look for it..."

"I was thinking about something, not looking for you." You Huang interrupted the lazy voice: "This is the karst world, right?"

"That's right, this is the karst world. What's the problem?" There was a hint of interest in the lazy voice, and You Huang smiled: "It's a big problem. If this is the karst world, nightmare tapirs shouldn't appear, and a cold thing like you shouldn't appear either."

"You actually know me!" The lazy voice became even more excited.

"Mountain ghosts are spirits in the mountains, usually also referred to as mountain gods. However, because mountain gods have not been officially canonized as true gods by the Emperor of Heaven, they are still called "mountain ghosts" in the world. I think the mountain ghosts of Sansheng Mountain cannot be regarded as ordinary mountain ghosts."

You Huang pointed out the other party's identity indifferently, and said thoughtfully: "As a mountain ghost of Sansheng Mountain, you should be the first to notice the invasion of foreign demons, so you died in the battle, became a deserter, or died in the collective self-explosion of foreign demons."

"Mountain ghosts are the spirits of the mountains. If the mountains are gone, the mountain ghosts will also disappear." The lazy voice suddenly stopped being lazy, but instead seemed a little sad.

"But you are still alive, aren't you?" Youhuang was not affected by the mountain ghost's emotions. A sharp laugh rang out, and the environment changed dramatically. Three large lakes filled with purple-blue devil blood were formed. The lakeside was full of broken corpses, and devil blood and divine blood continued to flow into the lake.

You Huang immediately understood everything and asked curiously, "Three Sacred Mountains are gone. It must have been very difficult for you to live to this day, senior."

"Aren't you going to ask me how I survived?" There was some inexplicable emotion in the mountain ghost's voice, and it was unclear whether it was excitement or nervousness.

"It doesn't matter what you rely on, what matters is that you are still alive." You Huang said slowly, "Only later generations will have the opportunity to know more about the truth of the matter, and it just so happens that I also have something to clarify with you."

"What do you want to know?" the mountain ghost asked curiously.

"As the spirit of the Three Sacred Mountains, you must have existed for a very long time."

"That's natural." The mountain ghost said proudly, "The Three Sacred Mountains in the Wasteland are older than the God's Domain. They have existed since the formation of this world. The Lord of the Realm created the first batch of humans and designated their place of residence as the God's Domain. However, the first batch of humans were flawed and could not accept the inheritance of the Lord of the Realm, so the true gods came into being."

"What is a Realm Master?" It was the first time You Huang heard this term.

"The consciousness of this world is the World Master, also known as the Heavenly Dao in later generations. She controls the fate of all living beings in this world."

"So it's what people call God." You Huang nodded in sudden enlightenment, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Senior, have you ever heard of a person with a special physique whose sea of ​​consciousness can be used to repair divine weapons and artifacts, and can even replace the Nurturing Spirit Holy Pond to nurture unformed artifacts."

"You are talking about the physique of a holy weapon. This physique is not innate, but is acquired through rituals and training." The mountain ghost hesitated and said, "The ritual process is very cruel. Once the ritual is successful, the person being ritualized will never be able to escape this fate for the rest of his life."

“Why can’t I get rid of it?”

You Huang only felt a chill running up his spine.

The mountain ghost groaned for a moment and said, "Because no matter how much time has passed, the person who sacrificed her can find the reincarnated victim and sacrifice her again to become a holy weapon."

"Later, the world master felt that the ritual method was too cruel and against the harmony of heaven, so he completely destroyed it." The mountain ghost seemed to be thinking, and after a while he said: "How do you know the physique of a holy weapon when you are still young? There should be no one in the world who knows this physique."

"Did the Realm Master personally select the people to perform the ritual?" You Huang tried to remain calm so as not to let the mountain ghost hear any clues.

"How could the Realm Lord do such a thing? Naturally, he would hand it over to the God Lord who is in charge of the God Realm. As for who the God Lord would hand it over to, no one knows."

The mountain ghost gave the answer without hesitation, and suddenly complained: "To be honest, the gods in charge of the divine realm are just like the officials in the human world. They pass the responsibility of assigning things to others, and in the end no one knows who did it."

"senior……"

"You haven't answered my question yet."

You Huang's question was interrupted by Shan Gui, who said helplessly, "Because I have this physique. Didn't the senior say that the Dharma was destroyed? Why would someone practice the holy weapon physique more than 100,000 years ago? And how can I get rid of this physique? I don't want my sea of ​​consciousness to be filled with garbage for generations."

"You actually have the physique of a holy weapon, are you kidding me?"

The mountain ghost's surprised voice suddenly came closer, and a shadow appeared in front of Youhuang's eyes, and he felt a chill between his brows.