Chapter 68 Blood Crystal
On weekdays, she still knows how to call herself a disciple in front of Wen Yu, but now that Lin Guiyuan is dead in a different place, she is actually crying, and she is the only one in the world!
Bailian followed the team of the zombie tide and demon sea to this side.
But looking at the attitudes of Master Wen Yu and his disciples, as well as the many decent disciples in the mountain, there was no reaction at all. They were doing what they were doing without any fear, as if they had been used to it for a long time.
On the other hand, the group of villagers who had followed Bailian to escape death huddled in a circle, crying for their fathers and mothers. They were really frightened by the horrifying scene in front of them.
And this group of violent evil spirits and monsters actually circled around them after entering the mountain environment.
Even though his eyes were shining brightly due to hunger, for some reason, as if restrained by some invisible order, the fierce light in his eyes had to be suppressed, and he hesitated to pounce on the crowd and bite him. .
Bailian also followed the corpse tide as they wandered aimlessly around the central area.
Micro scan with peripheral vision.
Under an ancient tree, two charred figures stood with swords in their hands, their eyes scanning the zombies and demons without any emotion.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's eyes narrowed sharply, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes.
How is that possible? !
Are they Yang Zhao and Huang Kang? !
Aren’t the two of them dead?
Bailian never believed that with the cultivation level of these two people, they could survive Jinsheng's lightning-inducing sword.
It can even be said that when he pushed their bodies away, he could completely confirm that there was no life left in their bodies.
But what is happening now? !
These two people actually... stood here properly, and judging from their appearance, they actually got along quite harmoniously with the people here.
However, Jin Sheng, whom they had admired so much a few days ago, was imprisoned on an ancient tree in a miserable state, covered in blood, and tightly bound with countless talisman ropes.
At this moment, he lowered his head, unconscious, and his slightly heaving chest told Balian that he was still alive at this moment.
But the thirteenth-ranked Yuanli Sword in his hand lay quietly in the black gold scabbard, playing with Wen Yu's hands uncertainly.
I saw Wen Yu lying on a grand master's chair woven with green vines, playing with the Yuanli Sword in one hand, and pinching Wen Zhendong's nose lovingly with the other hand.
He smiled and said: "This Golden Crow Vine, even as a teacher, I can't figure out its origin and grade. It is really extraordinary. This Vine has recognized its owner, so naturally it will not be attracted by your spiritual power.
< br>But it doesn’t matter, that little beast has been beheaded by your own hands. Throw your head into the river of blood. The identification mark of this vine will fade away and disappear in a short time. If you like this golden crow vine, there is no harm in giving it to you as a teacher."
Wen Yu. The words were spoken very grandly, but Xiao Jiujiu was worried about him in his heart.
He thought: The origin of this Golden Crow Vine is unknown, but its spiritual power is very extraordinary. It does not look like a thing in the human world. It looks like a spiritual thing from the fairy world or the divine world.
If I stay with you, I am afraid it will cause trouble.
And the violent force erupted from the Golden Crow Vine almost injured him several times, which was really dangerous.
But it is a pity to abandon it. It is better to let my female apprentice keep it. Anyway, she belongs to him.
If the mark of recognition in it is removed and the magical effect of the Golden Crow Vine is fully understood, it will not be too late to retrieve it.
If it caused trouble, it would be easy to blame it all on his disciple, and he could get rid of it himself.
Wen Zhendong is completely blind, the person who really likes her and carefully puts her in her heart. She abandons him like a shoe, treats him as an enemy, and even doesn't hesitate to cut off the other person's head with her own hands.
And Wen Yu, who was hypocritical and hypocritical in his treatment of her, coaxed her into submission with just a few gentle words. She immediately beamed with joy and kissed Wen Yu hard on the face: "Master, you are so kind!"
Compared to the first time they met that day, even though Wen Yu, master and apprentice, were sometimes a little ambiguous Action, but due to human etiquette, it will never be as blatant as it is now.
The other decent disciples of the sect clearly saw this scene, but their eyes were slightly averted, not daring to show too much emotion. It was true that they seemed to be following Wen Yu's lead.
And Mr. Meng, who had gone through so much trouble to save them from the endless sea of suffering, now became a prisoner for some unknown reason. Like Jin Sheng, he was tied up under a tree with a talisman and lost his freedom.
It’s just that he was not seriously injured like Jin Sheng. Apart from his slightly disheveled clothes and the removal of his fly whisk and sword, he was not treated excessively.
Occasionally, a young disciple would come forward, whispering in a low voice as if to comfort him, and offering him food and water, but what he received in return was a mouthful of spittle from Mr. Meng on his face.
The young disciple had a stern look on his face, as if he had a guilty conscience, he avoided Mr. Meng's cold questioning gaze and retreated.
The plain moon hangs high, and the fishy wind blows on my face.
The sight of the corpse tide and monsters gathering like a sea is shocking and despairing.
But it is nowhere near as heartbreaking as the scene at this moment.
Lin Guiyuan saved Master Wen Yu and his apprentice with a single thought. Instead of getting gratitude and beautiful love in his heart, Lin Guiyuan caused disaster.
Mountain Father gave the order tiredly and could not bear the death of fellow Taoists under the siren crows. He opened the mountain gate barrier and allowed these bloodthirsty demons wearing hypocritical human skins to set foot in the mountain, but what they got in return was a bloodbath. Massacre!
Suddenly, the night wind turned violent, and the plain silver moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds. The breeze that carried the bloody and violent energy turned into a fierce wind, and it was miserable, as if a heavy rain was brewing.
The color of the sky and the earth changed. Some people in the crowd looked up at the stormy sky with a hint of fear, and swallowed unconsciously.
Even Wen Yu, who had been playing with the Yuanli Sword, suddenly stood up from the Grand Master's chair.
He glanced at the sky with uncertain eyes, and then stared deeply toward the lake with an uneasy expression.
When Wen Yu saw it, many people followed his gaze.
Balian staggered among the corpses, raising his drooped head an inch and looking towards the lake calmly.
However, what he saw made Balian's heart stop beating suddenly.
The water in the lake, which was as clear as a mirror at first, did not remain still, but was drained away.
Under the deep lake bottom, only slightly moist and soft silt is left. The lake with an area of ten miles has been drained cleanly without even a drop of water left!
Beside the lake, there was a huge bottomless crack, as if it had been cut open by a knife.
The other end of the gap was connected to the long river of blood that was the abandoned body of Lin Guiyuan.
When Bai Lian left this mountain environment, there was absolutely no such river of blood.
He looked down the long, smelly river.
I saw that the majestic divine palace standing in the void and in mid-air had been mostly split open.
It was so defeated and desolate that only half of the ruins of the mansion were left, which did not contain the treasures or inheritance in the mountains that Wen Yu said.
There was only a blood-colored crystal that was as long as an adult's arm and half a meter wide.
(End of this chapter)