Under the Sky [Ancient Sword III]

Seeing the written reply after seeing Ling Xing, Yanjiu sent the letter back without stopping.It wasn't that he wanted to give it away, but that he didn't dare not give it away. If he didn't send it in time, Zhanliu and Jinyun might just ignore Wu Yan and pluck him out.

The bird is under the eaves and has to bow its head.

At the same time as he was on his way, Zhanliu and his party had arrived at the place where the witch's blood was gathered in the southwest.

This is a lively town, different from Yanling and Yangping, the costumes of the people here still retain the ancient characteristics.

Zhanliu and the others who were out of place in other places seemed to be a good match here.

"Totem." With sharp eyes, Zhan Liu saw a mark very similar to the totem used in Xiling hidden in the dark.

Are they? !

Jinyun glanced at the past and compared it with the totem in his memory. They were indeed similar, but there were also differences.

The long river of time seems to have no changes for them, but it is too long for ordinary people. As time goes by, the totem may change.

Si Wei looked left and right: "They seem to be ordinary people, they don't seem to know any spells."

Just in time for the market in the early morning, there are all kinds of stalls on both sides, and people come and go to exchange the items needed for buying and selling.

Zhanliu's eyes darkened, she thought of the Xiling back then, how wonderful it was, but there was really nothing she could do.According to Ji Xuanyuan, when he was still alive, he was able to protect the people of Xiling to stay in Xiling City, but after his death, there is really no guarantee that there will be no accidents in Xiling, and the underground Longyuan is a disaster that may erupt at any time, so between him and With the cooperation of Leizu, Xiling moved to the city.

Ji Xuanyuan was not buried in Dinghu, but chose to be buried in Xiling with Leizu, because he was a rare Tianyuan Qi, who could restrain Xiling. In order to prevent anyone from building a city here, he sealed Xiling with formations.

However, neither he nor Leizu expected that being buried in Xiling would be affected by the old place of Xiling, and they would be in a state of neither life nor death, sinking into a dream.

People from Xiling moved out, and I don't know what happened afterwards, and most of the spells of the Wuzhitang were not all moved out at the beginning, and those who took away did not know how much they were lost or changed.

"Anyway, let's find out." Zhan Liu guessed that this should be a branch of the descendants of Xiling, maybe they are not in the same group as those who caused troubles. After all, this place is peaceful, and people's eyes are not crooked, but they are very energetic.

As soon as the words fell, before they could inquire, a group of priest-like people surrounded them.

Ordinary people on the side of the road also looked at them curiously, wanting to know what happened.

"Stay here, everyone." The leading priest gave a salute.

Si Wei was the most impatient among them, she stomped her feet and said, "What do you want to do?"

The priest had a good temper, and explained: "I'm sorry, foreigners have to check when they come in and out recently, please forgive me for causing trouble."

Jinyun silently glanced at Zhanliu, Zhanliu's eyes were heavy, it was really uneasy everywhere, and he didn't know what happened here.

But they didn't intend to cause trouble, so they followed them to the local county government.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, after waiting for a while, a person with the most complicated attire and the most powerful spiritual power came in.

Those priests saluted one after another: "Master Ghost Master."

Four people: ...I'm really not used to it.

Their reaction when they heard the ghost master was - isn't that Wu Xie.

Wu Yan glanced at the people who came, the spiritual power was indeed the best in this place, but it was far behind them.

I heard from Cen Ying that there are very few people who can stimulate spiritual power nowadays.

"You..." The ghost master's eyes darkened, and his expression became more serious.Is there anyone in the world with such tyrannical spiritual power?Not just one!Vaguely, the spiritual power in his body also echoed it.

When the rest of the people heard this, they were also ready to go, and they were very vigilant.

Zhanliu said, "Are you a ghost master? The strongest person in the Wuzhitang?" Whether it's an enemy or a friend, they have to speak clearly, and they are not afraid of combat power.

The ghost master stared calmly: "The Hall of Witches...the name has not been used for a long time, who are you?"

"Zhanliu."

"Jinyun."

"Wu Yan, Si Wei."

Zhan Liu reported the names one by one, and the ghost teacher felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"Master Ghost Master! Their names! I have seen them in the books of the ancestors." A priest exclaimed.

All of a sudden, the memory point was touched, and the ghost master remembered: "Wu Yan...the ghost master with the highest talent in Wuzhitang!" He looked at Wu Yan carefully, the totem on his forehead was very conspicuous, and the totem in his hand The bone flute is also the same as described in the book. As for the attire, there is no way to pay attention to it, but many elements are the same as they used.

Si Wei muttered: "Wu Yan, are they really descendants of Xiling?"

The person who died 4000 years ago reappeared before his eyes. He didn't think it was real, but the ghost master's intuition told him that it couldn't be fake. Apart from Wu Yan, would there be anyone in the future who is so powerful?

Zhan Liu reassured Si Wei: "It must be. The blood connection cannot be faked. After all, it has been too long, and many records have disappeared."

Most of the things that have been handed down to the present have changed, but the legends are not all false.

The ghost master calmed down, and tried to sense their blood. Compared with them, the blood of witches carried by the four of them was incomparable to the sea and the stream.

He didn't know the purpose of several people coming here, but he probably couldn't beat them.

"What's the purpose of you guys coming here?" He cut to the chase.

Wu Yan and Si Wei did not speak, Jinyun served as the background board, and Zhan Liu explained what had happened in recent days, and said in a deep voice: "Those people know the magic of Wu Zhitang, so we want to find the descendants of Xiling's bloodline and ask what happened. .”

The ghost master didn't seem to be surprised, and was a little tired: "They are a group of lunatics, lunatics who delusional to live forever. The story starts from the previous generation. The benefits of lotus, and how to live forever. So, everyone was divided into two groups, one group just wanted to protect ordinary people to live in peace, and the other group pursued the illusory and ridiculous method of longevity. The differences became bigger and bigger, causing different There was less conflict, and in the end we won and they escaped."

This can't help but remind Zhan Liu of those people in the country of witches in the records, it's really a reincarnation from generation to generation.

He continued: "We also sent people out to search, but failed to find their traces. There has been no movement for so many years. Until recently... several priests in the city died for no reason."

Zhanliu and the others understood why they had to check their contacts, it was precisely because of this.

"That method is definitely their revenge. Listening to you, they are getting more and more terrifying. It is also our omission, thinking that they are really quiet, but now we have to protect the people of this side. We are too busy to take care of them. How to distract them from solving them "Yangping Dreamland, Yanling Formation, etc., if they succeed, how many innocent people will die.

The ghost master let out a soft sigh: "But I thought they were just wishful thinking, but after seeing you guys, I believe that the technique of longevity really exists."

"Even gods and gods will die at the end of their lives. The art of longevity is all fake, but it's just that if you practice well, you can live longer." Zhan Liu started to fool around casually.

"Yes--"

"Oh no!"

Voices from outside interrupted their conversation.

A priest stumbled in and ran in: "Master Ghost Master, another priest has died." His voice became heavier, and their expressions became very serious.

Wu Yan finally opened his mouth: "Zhanliu, I'll go and have a look."

He wanted to see what unsightly means those people used, it really lost the face of Wuzhitang.

As the most powerful ghost master of the Wuzhitang, who calls the wind and rain, he has the capital of pride.

Zhan Liuxiu lowered her eyebrows: "Wu Yan, let's go together." She said, looking at the current Master Ghost Master, what she meant was that everyone should go together.

Since everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope, it is more convenient to find out the bottom line of the troublemakers in the dark.

Their biggest disadvantage is that they have few manpower, and they don't know their opponents well, so they lose the opportunity and are more passive.

If the culprits were really those who split, their strength was not much higher than the ghost masters here, at least a little bit worse than Wu Yan and Si Wei.

For example, Yangping's dream is based on the power of the half-soul lotus, and Yanling's formation is a little more complicated, but it is not difficult.

Judging from the news obtained today, did those people know what the consequences would be before deploying the formation?It's probably not clear, many things passed down may become what they will become, and what is bad may become good.

The corpse of the dead priest was lying in the lobby of the county government office, his face was extremely hideous, and his perfectly fine face was distorted beyond recognition.

Si Wei squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's throat. Everyone seemed to hear the sound of some insects, and then saw the corpse's mouth open wide, and a living creature crawled out hurriedly.

"Hey, Wu Yan, this little guy is quite interesting." Thousands of years later, people will not be able to invent things they haven't seen.

Wu Yan's tone was light: "It's just a defective product of Blind Leech." It's not very useful, but it can be used as a medium to curse and kill people.

It didn't take long for the worms to fall to the ground and squirm before turning into a puddle of blood.

Zhanliu and Jinyun were in a heavy heart. Those who didn't understand this thing or weren't very vigilant really couldn't escape.

The ghost master's voice was low, with self-blame: "We no longer know many spells of the Wuzhitang, and we don't even know about them. I also checked the corpses before, but it was too late and I was not capable enough, so I didn't find them in time. "

If it can be done earlier, it can be prevented, and many priests will not die.

Zhanliu sighed slightly: "It's not your fault. It's too easy to kill people. There are too many ways. They want revenge, so how can you easily find out."

Most of the remaining priests here are calm-minded, do not fight or grab, and are able to protect ordinary people with peace of mind, no wonder they are.

"Thank you for your help, I will tell you everything I know."

The grievances and grievances of the previous generation should also be settled in this life, and no more innocent victims should be added.

The author has something to say: Today's update is late, QAQ, I think I can't leave my bed anymore.