The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

This guy is definitely not a normal human being!

Behind the collapsed ice layer, a dazzling light took Ying An and Xinyue's sight away.

Lying in the frozen grotto is a crystal clear skeleton, as if carved from ice crystals by the most skilled craftsmen.

Ying An never thought that he would actually see such a thing at the bottom of the Spirit Bone Pagoda.

The gloomy underground, the light source from nowhere, through refraction, illuminates the cave brightly, and even the skeleton is clearly visible.

The skeleton was about three meters long, and it was covered with transparent and sharp ice clusters. After many years, no flesh and blood remained on it, only the biting cold continued to attack the surrounding area.

[What kind of monster is this, what a powerful breath? 】

Xinyue trotted around quickly, looking quite confused.

"Xinyue, haven't you found any more obvious features?" Ying An paced to the side of the skeleton.

On the skeleton, what is connected to the bones of the two arms is not the scattered and detailed metacarpal bones that can perform flexible work, but the most obvious feature... the skull with hollows on both sides.

Three... skulls?

In Ying'an's memory, the only Pokémon that fit this characteristic seems to be in Hezhong and Kalos areas, the representative of the quasi-sacred beasts of the black and white series-the three-headed dragon.

The problem is, the distance between Kanto and these two places... that is not an ordinary distance.

The climate and ecological circle of Kanto do not meet the conditions for the reproduction of the three evil dragons. First of all, it is ruled out that it has moved here from thousands of miles away.

Coupled with the tyrannical character of the three evil dragons, if they are wild species, they will inevitably be besieged by local dragon species, and their corpses will most likely be exposed in the wilderness. How could they be buried at the bottom of the spiritual bone tower? .

Therefore, Ying An has great confidence that the three evil dragons are magical beasts raised by humans.

However, after solving this problem, more questions came to his mind.

The three evil dragons are elves with evil attributes and dragon attributes.Logically speaking, no matter how powerful it was during its lifetime, it would not be able to cause such a glacier anomaly.Not to mention that it would not have such a big impact on the earth's veins, causing the Galagala after death to transform into terrifying evil spirits.

"Don't doubt yourself, this is not the elf that should appear in Kanto."

Hiss... so cold.

Ying An hesitated for a moment, then lightly touched the skulls in the middle of the three evil dragons with the palm of his hand.

The cold, like a gangrene attached to the bone, climbed up from the fingers.

[Hey, be careful! 】

Xinyue noticed something was wrong, her tail trembled, and a brilliant golden lotus bloomed from Ying An's wrist, blocking the rise of the cold air.

"……Do not worry about it."

With a movement of Ying An's palm, thoughts wrapped around five fingers and a strong force, the cold air blocked by the holy flame suddenly shattered with a crackling sound, together with the solid ice on the skull.

"Xinyue, I remember you said that the Spirit Bone Pagoda was built by the first general, right?"

【Yes. 】Xinyue didn't know what Ying An meant by her words.

"If this is the case...then the roots of the first general are very suspicious."

Ying An carefully looked at the skeleton that had completely assimilated with the ice, almost becoming a whole piece of unmelted ice, and there was a trace of clarity in his eyes: "Is he really a Kanto native?"

"Perhaps, I can change the question." Ying An folded his palms together, and shards of ice that had been crushed into dust spilled out from between his fingers: "What kind of relationship does he have with the Hezhong District?"

He couldn't believe that when the first general chose the site to build the pagoda, it was a coincidence that he landed on this cave.

What's more, this kind of extreme coldness enough to counter the Phoenix King's fire, and the sharp ice edges that directly spread and grow from the shattered ribs of the three evil dragons... This is not an ability that ordinary elves can possess.

Maybe it's... Kyurem? !

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Chapter 655 Chapter 39 The Soul of the Dead

The witches around began to chant scriptures from ancient times aloud, and they moved quickly and tacitly, forming a mysterious array.

Chrysanthemum, who was already dressed up, stood in the center of their array, and her gaze was fixed on the purple tower without any change.After the queue was completely lined up and the witches and onmyojis were all ready to take their positions, Chrysanthemum wrapped the white cloth on which this strange scripture was written on her arms, and then took out the bell on her waist and held it in her hand.

The old witch silently poured the ancestral "holy oil" on the simple wooden staff in her hand.After decades, the stick of burning fire finally regained its original function.

Jingle Bell--

Chrysanthemum tied the golden bell to the top of the stick with a red thread, shook the stick, and made a cool and holy sound.

As the deputy head of the Ziyuan family, Juzi wanted to do such a big thing, and there were not many people who raised objections.

On the one hand, they are afraid of the evil spirits and get out of trouble through Chrysanthemum's body; Can you not have a little compassion?

In the end, Juzi still proved herself by relying on her excellent strength.

This also made those young people in Ziyuan Town notice with astonishment that the honor of Ziyuan's number one master seems to have been held in the hands of Chrysanthemum unceremoniously.

Taking her action as a signal, other priestesses also took out their musical instruments - shamisen, lute, small taiko... The priestesses seemed to regard this place as a place to play music, and began to play and beat themselves The ensemble of musical instruments produced an elegant and tragic tune.

The music sounded, and the surrounding firewood burst into a grand flame, and the witch and the ghost danced together.

The beginning of Kagura, which means the "Sunset Festival", has entered the final stage ahead of schedule.

In Chrysanthemum's shadow, the lavender mist floated up, forming a face with a smirk all the time,

"Let's go, Geng Gui."

Amidst the melodious music, Chrysanthemum took a deep breath of the cold air, and walked into the pagoda through the gate of the enchantment.

All that was left for everyone was that sassy and unruly back.

"If she can really come back, the position of Patriarch of the Ziyuan family should probably be handed over to Juzi earlier."

The old man who handed over the wooden stick in his hand laid the groundwork for Juzi's future in a flat tone. After hearing this, several old men around her frowned slightly and nodded in agreement.

Even if the current Patriarch of Zi Yuan's family is here, they don't need to look at his face if they want to express their opinions.

What's more, the other party is not there yet?

What they knew more clearly was that the old witch Zhu's statement was not just because of Juzi's ability as a talent among the younger generation.It is an affirmation of the knowledge she has learned from the outside world.

Ziyuan, you can no longer rest on your laurels...

……

With the help of Geng Gui's concealment ability, Juzi climbed to the sixth floor of the spiritual pagoda without any risk.

However, what did she see...?

"...What the hell is this?"

What Ju Zi blurted out made Geng Gui laugh strangely in doubt.

"It's not about you."

Chrysanthemum waved her hand towards Geng Gui, then suddenly raised her right hand, her fair and slender fingers quickly drew a few mysterious gestures in mid-air, and waved towards the hole.

After a moment of silence, the clamor of ghosts rang out from the top of the spiritual tower, and the ghostly energy, which was so thick that it was almost visible to the naked eye, left a "patch" of similar color on the shattered wall.

The scene in front of her was completely different from what she had expected.

The toppled gold statue has been shattered into two pieces. The white jade skull on the statue seems to have been penetrated by a huge penetrating weapon, and it is cracked on one side.

The wind blows gently through the cracked walls.

Other than that, there was no other sound.

Leaving aside how these destructions occurred, the key question is, what about the evil spirits entrenched here?

Chrysanthemum placed the stick in front of her vigilantly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Even if the wall collapses, it is impossible for the evil spirit to leave quietly.

In this regard, she still has great trust in the enchantment of the spiritual pagoda. Even if the evil spirit cannot be stopped, it is impossible that there will be no warning signal at all.

Where will it be?

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

The golden bell tied to the wooden staff made this melodious chime while shaking.

Burning in the torch on the seventh floor, that piece of golden feather trembled in the sound of the bell... trembling.

The stunned expression stayed on Juzi's face for a short moment. She retreated sharply, and her figure landed on the stairs on the sixth floor. The dark coffin made of the ghost energy released by Geng Gui waved her At the same time, he has already stopped in front of her.

Then, the light shines!

Countless golden-red flower petals fell from the tower all over the sky, burning extremely enthusiastically, like stars like fire.

These fluttering "petals" fluttered and swayed down from the purple ceiling. Once they touched something, they would immediately turn into a fiercely burning golden fire.

The flame has no temperature and no mass, it just burns.Not long after, the entire sixth floor was engulfed in a hallucinatory sea of ​​golden flames.

The golden statue melted gorgeously like a candle, and the black sarcophagi were also swallowed up by the beautiful and dangerous sparks.

We, it's time to go home...

In a trance, Juzi seemed to hear a strange and hoarse voice.

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In the early morning, after a sleepless night, Juzi, who was inexplicably praised by everyone as a hero, couldn't sleep all night, and now she was sitting by the stove cooking porridge.

When she was in Yuhong University, she could still eat directly from the cafeteria.But when she got home, she was still used to doing it herself.

Originally, she didn't eat much. For breakfast on weekdays, she only needed a bowl of thin porridge and two dishes of side dishes.

Even if Damu was dragged over by her for special training, she would let him go to the breakfast shop outside to deal with it.

However, because the light effect of the spiritual pagoda was too strong yesterday, it caused a sensation in the whole Ziyuan Town, and the shops that were usually unshakable in their work and rest hours were all closed.

Without taking this into consideration, and with the addition of two "rice hammers" at home, the portion of the breakfast she originally prepared was not very sufficient. This is obviously not the proper etiquette for entertaining "guests".

Ju Zi waved the small fan in her hand, but her eyes moved unconsciously between the two who were drinking porridge.

In her heart, there is still a doubt.

According to the Tuyumen family, no "ghost" is willing to go to the sixth floor to fight the evil spirits.

So, who attacked the statue of the evil spirit and fell down, and even smashed the most important "skull"?

Regarding the situation in Ziyuan Town, Juzi felt like a bright mirror in her heart.Maybe some of the older generation can surpass her in terms of experience, but she who has begun to understand the essence of the ghost system will definitely surpass them in hard power