Chapter 215 214. The clan flees, chasing the souls of thousands of miles (7.1K characters - big chapters please subscribe)
The sea of suffering is quiet and the waves are hidden, and a strand of obsession lingers over the huge dragon body, but cannot fall into it in half. It is because the dragon body is composed of more powerful divine thoughts.
The weak, even the most unforgettable thoughts in their lives, seem so fragile in front of the strong.
The ancestor Wuxiang sat under his black heart. He had already received the news that "Song Yan agreed to end the cause and effect, and handed over the mask of Wuxiang and chose to leave." He also believed that Tang Changsheng could not deceive him. , because he and him are one side.
But he was still hesitant, so he had clearly reached the entrance of the soul threshold, but he turned back and forth, trying to spend more time thinking.
In fact, if he had unlimited time, he would definitely continue to wait without taking risks.
When he has been in dozens or hundreds of years, how can he be in danger?
But I can't wait.
If you want to sit on the dining table of the end of the world, grab the knife and fork gracefully, and share the life of the table, he must at least bring more dragon clans to this world.
The master of heaven and earth here must be taking action, and other suffering existences are also taking action. The longer he drags on here, the harder it will be to serve.
"Just level 4 cultivation domain!" The ancestor Wuxiang snorted coldly, and then roared in an venting manner, "If you have the ability, come out clearly! What's the point of sneaking?"
"The fourth brother, don't be irritable. , Didn’t that boy named Song Yan hand over all the formless masks that can change? If he wants to integrate into the ancient clan, he can only use illusion.
The Tang Ningxin you mentioned must be able to see through the illusion .What are you still worried about? Could it be that when you fight with that kid, you are so brave that you are so cowardly? Haha Ha
What's more, the strong man said nothing! Tang Changsheng was waiting for the female to hide, and he also chose to leave because of the cause and effect. What's there to worry about?" The black dragon's eyes flashed. The wise thinking look was quite arrogant and disdainful. The thick dragon's lips cracked, revealing its sharp fangs. "Did you forget that you are a dragon?"
The eyes of the Wuxiang ancestor flickered, and he thought about it again After a long time, he said, "Third Brother, maybe I am really worried."
Heilong said, "When you keep suffering from chaos, the fourth brother."
Before you finished speaking, a charming voice from the poisonous dragon came from the side: "Shut up, the third brother."
Heilong was stunned He took a break and said, "Second sister, am I wrong? We are the great dragon clan!"
The poisonous dragon smiled like a silver bell, and then said, "We are just a combination of the great dragon clan and the evil thoughts from outside the domain. The monster formed by snatching life in this sea of suffering. Third brother, we are just divine thoughts, we have no body or soul, you idiot."
The ancestor Wuxiang said, "The second sister thought he was Should I go? ”
The poisonous dragon said, "Of course we have to go. If you don't go, how can we get out of the sea of suffering?"
The ancestor Wuxiang nodded slightly and said, "I was attracted by the 'Wuxiang' talent at the beginning, so I chose to be with Tang." Forever making transactions. There are countless talents in the human race in the world, but the 'No Form' method can change the body shape, breath, and simulate spells. It is the best talent suitable for us.
I have never seen a special talent in the previous world. In this way, I will change my body and try it. After all, the sacrifice cannot be achieved. "
The poisonous dragon smiled.
The ancestor Wuxiang said in a daze: "Second sister, why are you laughing at?"
The poisonous dragon said, "Who told you to return to the ancient Wuxiang clan?"
The ancestor Wuxiang suddenly woke up, "Second sister, you mean."
The poisonous dragon said, "Where did you come and go back?" Where to go? The low-level cultivation place has less energy in the past, but now there are countless natural disaster beasts. Although they are dangerous, they are faster to sacrifice. The most important thing is that natural disaster beasts do not have the wisdom, and the most It can be lured and used."
After saying that, it turned its head and looked at the crimson fire dragon next to it, and smiled and said, "Brother, what do you think?"
The crimson fire dragon said in a deep voice: "The fourth brother, since this is the case, you and Tang Changsheng will go to the low-level Xuan Cultivation Land together. As for Tang Ningxin, you can let her take root here quietly, investigate information, understand the situation, and develop secretly.
If the Wuxiang Ancient Clan cannot stand it, then let them be buried here, as it is just a private place for our descendants to take over the body. "
Dulong smiled and said, "Brother is right. The fourth brother, it doesn't work here. Just change the place. There is danger there. Then jump back. If something is wrong, jump back and repeat. Again, the jump back and forth and unpredictable changes are the style of our dragon clan. "
After saying that, it glanced at the black dragon with a mocking look and said, "It's so simple and honest as your third brother. I'll have already destroyed the clan. "
The ancestor Wuxiang nodded slowly and said, "I understand. "
"Tang Cheng, you need to be careful when going out for inspection today. Every once in a while, the disciples of our clan will encounter misfortune." Tang Yi looked at the boy in front of him deeply and patted him with encouragement. Shoulders.
Although he saw that there was fear in the boy's eyes, he was still determined more, which was the determination to take risks for his tribe members.
Tang Yi sighed softly, thought for a moment, and suddenly took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it over.
The young man was stunned and asked, "What is this?"
Tang Yi said, "This technique is called "Thinking Escape", and has become extremely corrected by the old ancestor Song Dynasty. Easy to get started, you should spend more time and fulcrum the true spirit and jade. If you can practice this method, you can really meet a strong enemy and you will have more chances of survival."
"This is like this A rare thing”
"Take it. If the clan does not exist, how can there be any magic inheritance?"
"Thank you, manager." The young man bowed deeply, and then smiled, "It won't be long before I think I'm going to change my words." He called Elder."
Tang Yi waved his hand, encouraged him a few more words, and then turned around and left.
Song Yan looked at his far away back and swept the jade slip "The Escape of Thoughts" in his hand, and was a little amused and crying.
After Tang Yi left, he was soon sent to the instigation that the ancestor Ning Xin needed to hold an emergency meeting.
In the past, only the elders of the clan could participate in such an emergency meeting, but today he became one of the participants.
After he walked out of the conference hall, his identity officially changed from being a manager to an elder.
A formless mask, coupled with the deep cultivation and accumulation over the years, has completely changed his status in the clan.
Song Yan, a member of the lower class, lost the contrast of the former subordinate countries of the ancient Wuxiang tribe, and could only live like a cow and horse every day. He worked hard on patrols and had a simple schedule. The big shot he could talk to was Elder Tang Yi, who was in charge of external affairs.
Tang Ningxin, who had played with him before and was warmly welcomed, has now become the ancestor Ningxin that he could only look up to.
On weekdays, he could at most look up at the mountain in his small house, open the window and feel the mountain wind falling from a high place, and think about how extraordinary and unattainable the goddess in blue-clothed by the sky pool on the top of the mountain was.
Time flies and more than a month passes.
Song Yan clearly felt the "not good" atmosphere.
Sword Xiu and Kou Xiu are approaching.
If this continues, the ancestral vein of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will be discovered soon, and the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will have no choice but to escape.
However, he was not worried that Tang Ning was still in the ancestral vein. Maybe this was another plan for the sacrifice of the ancestor Wuxiang?
This thought lasted until this evening and came to an abrupt end.
At the evening, when he returned, he was notified by his familiar tribe members, saying that "the ancestor decided to relocate the clan regardless of the ancestral lineage."
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan acted very quickly.
Before Song Yan had time to remember this ancestral vein, he followed everyone to the northwest.
Before leaving, the clan unified the issuance of a "showing jade", which can prevent the loss from returning to the large team after being lost, and can only be used by the No-Flagate clan.
The next day.
The scenery of the forest is rustling and moving backwards.
The migrating Wuxiang tribe all remained silent.
It is really desolate to leave your home for thousands of years and go out to find another place to stay.
"Where are we going?" Song Yan asked casually the same clan beside him.
The clan man shook his head and said, "Just follow the ancestor."
A few more days later.
The Wuxiang Ancient Tribe lives in a foothill.
After the night approaching, a sound suddenly exploded in the darkness.
That was the voice of Elder Tang Yi.
"Run! Run! The sword cultivator is surrounded!"
"Run first, then gather elsewhere!!"
A moment later, I saw A rainbow light had already broken through the sky in the distance, and its brilliance shone brightly, and the night sky shone brightly. These were obviously the vanguard troops of the sword cultivator Kou Xiu, but since they dared to show themselves, there must be a late stage of the Divine Infant here. And there must be more than one!
Because these sword cultivators Kou Xiu did not know that there was such a variable as Song Yan, he was not sure whether the ancestor Wuxiang was in the clan.
They came here because they heard that in the Songya Secret Realm, there was a Divine Infant who used a secret technique to spread the news and told them that "the murderer is the ancestor of Wuying, and he is a demon."
So, they came.
Originally, it was just approaching step by step, but after seeing the Wuxiang Ancient Clan evacuate, he quickly chased after him.
The first one to arrive is indeed just a pioneer, and the large army is still behind.
These vanguards were also careful. Even when they saw the disciples of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who were fleeing quickly, they just asked their cultivators to surround them from both sides and chase them.
At this moment, a pearl-like sound suddenly floated up. On the cliff, the goddess in green was sitting cross-legged, with a burnt-tailed zither in front of her knees, and her long jade-white fingers were slowly floating on the strings of the blade-like guitar. fluctuation.
It seemed that I felt that a sword cultivator was chasing his family. The blue-clothed goddess looked cold and her zithering became extremely rapid. Sound waves spread to the surrounding area.
In the next moment, Kou Xiu, the sword cultivator who was chasing the ancient tribe of Wuxiang, covered his ears and fell from mid-air.
Tang Ning's five fingers stroked again, and the loud sound of the piano suddenly turned into a sound wall, blocking the pursuit's path. Immediately, she raised her head and her eyes shot a playful look that looked like a smile.
The sword cultivator is naturally very good. His face is clear, his temples are slightly frosty, his eyes are clear, his hair is tied with bamboo hair, his hair is tied with blue shirt and cloth shoes, and his wooden sword is wrapped around his waist is wrapped with vines. While walking, Mu Xuan follows him.
He looked at Tang Ningxin on Dingshan Cliff, bowed his hand slightly, and generously told himself: "Sword Alliance, the leader of the Wufeng Sect in Qingzhu Mountain, He Yue people, have met Elder Ningxin."
Tang Ning My heart glanced at the person coming, and was basically sure that the first group of sword cultivators were just sword cultivators. He sighed secretly and said, "Master He, coming to chase our clan at night is the way to ask about swords in your Wufeng Sect?"
He Yueren said, "Elder Ning Xin was joking. Today, you know and I know, why are you still trying to fight a puzzle?"
The kung fu was talking, and there was a sword cultivator in the future. Chase.
Tang Ningxin felt that the new group of sword cultivators had a very murderous aura and couldn't help but his pupils shrank.
She naturally knew that there are usually four types of sword cultivators in the Sword Alliance, one is Hongchen, the second is Haoran, the third is Killing and the fourth is Wuqing
This group of people came from obviously practicing the "Killing and Killing Sword Art".
Sure enough, the sword cultivators saw the disciples of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who were fleeing everywhere, and they all looked grim and bloodthirsty, so they wanted to chase them forward.
But at this moment, the green-clothed sword cultivator He Yue said lightly: "Let's go."
The sword cultivators immediately set their pace and stopped moving forward.
He Yue people saw Tang Ning and said, "Elder Ning Xin played the piano in the empty mountain, and his clan members fled, real and real, real and real. He also couldn't see clearly, not knowing whether it was an ambush or a guilty person.
So Alright. I have had a fight with you. If you lose, you are about to die and no one will come to save you. I think the ancestor will not be here.
In this way, let the tribe members stop running around and follow me After a trip back to Biluoshan, after investigation, as long as they are innocent disciples who are unaware of the truth, I guarantee that they will be fine!
Of course, if the treacherous people who collude with the demons, the human race will not tolerate them. It is not allowed! ”
A few words were upright and upright.
Tang Ningxin sneered: "Hyphor."
He Yueren said: "He, have a clear conscience."
After saying that, his five fingers slowly landed on the hilt of the vine-wrapped wood sword. , the voice is low.
"Elder Ning Xin."
"Come and fight!!"
Song Yan's identity was Tang Cheng at this time, so he naturally ran away all the way.
The clan member who followed him and fled together was Tang Shen, who was named as his clan member who grew up wearing shorts since childhood.
They also received the bonus of "True Spiritual Jade". At this time, they were both in the early stages of the Purple Mansion, otherwise the task of patrolling outside would not have been handed over to them.
After all, if you fail to even enter the Purple Mansion Realm in this level 2 cultivation land, then you will be able to control it.
The two of them ran and communicated with each other.
Tang Shen said in a deep voice: "Brother Cheng, I always feel something is wrong."
Song Yan naturally knew that for ordinary people in the tribe, even if he could know that the clan leader was collecting his soul with dragon bone blood banners and creating killings. , but he would never know the deeds of "Yin and Yang Xuanlong".
Even if he was still confused about the ancestor Wuxiang.
He nodded and said, "Shen'er, stop talking, run away first."
Tang Shen sighed and said, "I'm still looking forward to looking for a sect from which sect." A genius is a Taoist couple. Now my clan’s Taoist couple is no longer limited to the original clan. I was still looking for this, but this happened. "Song Yan said: "I still miss a woman now?"
Tang Shen said: "Brother Cheng, if I die, you are still alive. Burn a paper beauty for me. I like some meat. Pay attention when you burn it. Cultivate and practice every day. Oh, it's really true. I'm tired of it."
Song Yan said, "The heart of Tao is not strong!"
Tang Shen said, "So what if you are strong or not? How many heroes and heroes in this world, genius and monsters? We cultivators like us, Compared to them, they are simply mortals.
Nothing else, you say that Master Song, I still remember that he was just an ordinary Zifu monk back then. You say that we ordinary people may be able to compare Go to him? ”
When Song Yan heard this, he felt a little moved. In fact, if he had not had the wisdom of heaven and would have spent tens of years of sweat to practice, how could he have achieved what he has today?
After all, he is actually a mortal, with a mortal heart that desires freedom and pleasure.
He just took the jade in both hands, but he was guilty of being guilty of the jade. Then he kept hiding from the siege of the real genius, the real superiors, and the real monsters.
"Yes, how could it be comparable to them?" Song Yan sighed long, but the "they" he said was not a bullshit, but the master of heaven and earth, but saw it in the void The mysterious old man is this vast and unknown world.
Tang Shen feels that he is a mortal.
Don't he feel that?
Song Yan suddenly smiled again, "Actually, I have visited the mortal city before and felt the benefits of beauty."
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Tang Shen said, "Okay, Brother Cheng, you don't call me!"
Song Yan said, "You are not practicing, do you want me not to influence you?"
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The two of them passed on their thoughts, as if they were talking and laughing, but in fact they were just using this tone to relieve each other's tension.
And at this moment, an extremely strong roar came from a distance with the energy that almost teared the sky.
The two of them turned their heads at the same time, and their spiritual senses dispersed, but they saw a green shadow flying backwards among the mountains and ridges, the mountains collapsed and the sound wall shattered.
The two of them looked pale at the same time.
Tang Shen said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor Ning Xin is defeated."
Song Yan said, "Escape!!"
The two of them immediately accelerated toward the northwest again.
The voice of He Yue people sounded from the sky: "The ancestor Ning Xin did not admit defeat, nor did he want to summon his clan members to go back to Biluo Mountain with He. Then, no wonder He is not a mistake."
< br>After saying that, he waved his hand.
Many sword cultivators fell like rain, and the sword light covered the sky and came from afar.
He Yue also turned into a rainbow light and chased Tang Ningxin from afar.
Tang Shen didn't know how long he had run, but the sky was already clear and the sun was shining in the sky, throwing a miserable golden luster.
Song Yan could probably sense that Tang Ning was running away.
Ancestor Ning Xin really tried his best to escape his clan members, but when facing the army that the sword cultivator Kou Xiu arranged to encircle and suppress the "formless ancestor", he was still powerless and could only care about it at this time. I flew northwest, burning my essence and blood all the way, and using up all the cards.
What appeared in his mind at this time was not to escape or turn the tide, but to be confused.
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan abandoned its ancestral vein and fled. Does this mean that the Wuxiang Ancestor does not intend to come back? Or are you trying to make other plans?
It was only a little short of time. In an instant, the ancient tribe of Wuxiang turned from a hunter to a prey.
A thought flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, he felt something, and suddenly he felt a swordsman in blue-clothed dress standing on the path not far away.
Who is this swordsman not a He Yue person?
He Yue people appeared here, which only one thing was that Tang Ningxin completely escaped from the roundup.
‘It seems that Tang Cheng’s identity is here to be explained. ’Song Yan sighed secretly in his heart.
If he is beheaded by then, he will shed the cause and effect directly and evacuate it in a flash.
As he was thinking about, Tang Shen in front of him had already changed his face drastically, and then he suddenly turned around and ran away. He had also used his spiritual sense to scan the He Yue people in front of him.
But when he moved, the green light rushed over.
He Yueren appeared behind the two of them like a ghost, and said calmly: "Two, where do you want to go?"
Song Yan glanced at Tang Shen, who was already so scared that he was beyond fear. "Shen'er, escape." Song Yan did not convey his thoughts, but said directly.
His voice trembled, too.
But his eyes bravely looked at the shadow of He Yueren opposite him.
However, since he was ready to give up his identity, he naturally wanted to use this identity to save the people around him, to fulfill his brotherly feelings, and to take a look at He Yue people to add more to his shadow puppet A general.
When Tang Shen heard these three words, he unexpectedly did not run away, but suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "How to escape?"
Song Yan smiled and said, "You even have women." I haven't touched it before. It's a pity to die. I'll come today.
If you don't die, just burn a paper beauty for me the next day.
If you die, run faster on the road to Huangquan. Just catch up with me."
After saying that, he slowly sacrificed the flying sword, preparing to wait for Tang Shen to run away, and drag the He Yue man a little, then quickly lost the cause and effect, and then found a new identity again.
He has done such a thing easily.
The cause and effect between him and Tang Shen is limited to his identity as Tang Cheng.
But an accident happened.
Tang Shen did not run away, but gasped, and also called out the flying sword, standing beside him, and said cheerfully: "You and I are really brothers, we can't live together, but we can die together. .”
Two men and two flying swords faced the monk who was impossible to defeat for them. However, there was no longer any fear in their eyes, but there was only the heroic spirit of looking at death.
The next moment is the eternal separation of life and death.
And they were ready to die.
But, He Yueren did not take action. He glanced at the two disciples of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and suddenly said, "Let's go."
After saying that, he pointed at him again He pointed to the east and said, "Everyone knows you have run northwest, why don't you change direction?"
Immediately, the blue-shirted swordsman disappeared from his original position.
This was another long-lost accident for Song Yan, which made him unable to help but think of the Nanwu Jianmen and the bright side of the world.
"Sect Master He is really a pure sword cultivator." Tang Shen sighed, "What he practiced is the sword art of the world, and the most important thing is friendship. We are also lucky."
"Don't be lucky." Now, run away quickly.” Song Yan rushed east again.
At present, although he noticed the abnormality, he still couldn't figure out what the Ancestor Wuxiang was planning. The best way was to follow him to the seclusion place. After all, it was not sure that the Ancestor Wuxiang wanted to Through this escape, the potential crisis will be eliminated, or it is to lure the tiger out of the mountain.
It is unknown whether the ancestor Wuxiang asked his clan members to escape, and he waited for an opportunity to take the ancestral vein away.
Song Yan wanted to escape while trying.
The two followed the direction of He Yue people, and they did not encounter any blockages again. They ran all the way and lived in seclusion in a small valley for two months. Seeing that there was no wind and waves around, they quietly became quiet He turned around the northwest and went to find the tribe members to meet.
The next year
Mianque River.
Here, the mysterious energy is still sufficient, but it is the place where monsters live, and the main ones are mirage monsters.
The mortals entered this place and thought they had entered the deep mountain fairy palace. They went deeper in the play of the celestial girls, and then sat at the dining table, thinking about how lucky they were, and were eaten as lunch.
It’s not much different for ordinary monks to enter.
But the remaining disciples of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan have gathered here.
The number of people is only more than 600.
The barrier condensed by the formation opened up the scale of a small village in this mirage-like fog.
"In the future, let's practice here. When the outside world calms down, make plans." Tang Ningxin looked at the remaining tribe members, and felt uncomfortable, but when she thought of the ancestors and the clan members, she still had her own tribe members, but she also felt that she was not feeling like she was still there. After calming down, he said secretly: 'I am right, I am not wrong! The world is about to collapse, and it is difficult to overcome. If the ancestor can survive in the end, then my Wuxiang Ancient Clan still has hope! For this goal, even more sacrifices are worth it! '
Finally, some tribe members couldn't help asking, "Old ancestor, why is this happening?"
Tang Ning lowered his eyes darkly, but did not answer, but said lightly, "From now Our clan no longer divides your lineage and my lineage, but shares skills and secret techniques. When we reach prosperity, we will come out of this stream again! "
After saying that, she waved her waved her With long sleeves, you will reach the edge of the formation cover, sit cross-legged, and enter into meditation and practice.
The rest of the tribe had no choice but to settle down here.
In a blink of an eye, two years have passed.
Song Yan never waited for the ancestor of the Wuxiang.
Although he had patience and time, he realized that the other party might have other plans.
He secretly sighed in his heart: "Just just because of a speculation without evidence, he can give up the ancient Wuxiang clan. He is really a hero who cuts his arm and is extremely decisive."
Sure enough, none of these old monsters can be dealt with. I also have to be careful, so as not to overturn the ship in the gutter and die before crossing the sea of suffering. '
Song Yan observed for a while, and saw that Tang Ningxin was practicing here for decades. He took advantage of the opportunity to go out to search for cultivation resources in Shenquejian, and Tang Cheng's body was taken out of the storage space, thrown into the depths of the mirage domain, and then shed the cause and effect, and left decisively.
After the cause and effect are gone, there will be no Tang Cheng in the world.
In the following time, Song Yan went around and investigated the whereabouts of the Foreshadowing ancestor.
The entire second level of cultivation land suddenly became chaotic.
Many turbulent factors that were lurking in the past suddenly began to accumulate on the table. After you finished singing, I appeared. The devils were confused, the monks were in conflict, and there was chaos everywhere.
Song Yan took a full twenty years to turn around.
In the past twenty years, he did not find any whereabouts of the ancestor Wuxiang, and even the secret realm of the ancient Wuxiang clan has not moved at all.
However, he did not gain nothing.
In the past twenty years, he successfully turned seven late-stage powerful men of the Divine Infant into shadow puppets and deposited them into his own shadow. In this way, coupled with the original He Yue people, Qiu Baiwei, Yin and Yang Xuan Dragon is one of the ten strong men.
Although only the original owner has 60% or 70% of the strength, Song Yan can still use "Hundred-Phase Demon Shadow" to gather these nine figures into one, and the power will be unimaginable at that time.
However, he never had a chance to try.
On this day, he watched another battle, but still did not find any shadow of the Foreshadowing Ancestor. He couldn't help but feel his mind: the Dragon Clan of the Sea of Tribulation wanted to escape from the Sea of Tribulation, but could only rely on sacrifices.
The ancestor Wuxiang must be very urgent to sacrifice. Even if he can endure so many battles, he will never stop taking action until now. The only explanation is that he is no longer here.
It seems that he is not only a hero who cuts his arm off, but also has also turned off the chessboard he has laid out for many years.
Be serious and decisive.
This guy must not be kept!
Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The cause and effect between him and the ancestor Wuxiang became deeper and deeper, and the other party could tolerate it to such an extent, which also made his murderous intention more and more intense.
After more than a month.
The ancient teleportation array flashed.
Song Yan suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea.
This is the first level of cultivation land, the former site of Wangjian City, and it has long become a paradise for natural disaster beasts.
Song Yan observed for a moment, hid his breath, took out the map of the past and began to fly westward.
In the west are the Ancient Night King clan, the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold and the Wild Land, the Ancient Foresight without Foresight.
He wants to go to the former site of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan first.
(This chapter ends)