Chapter 44: The Catastrophe of False Pregnancy
Xuanming Valley is straight and deep, traversing thousands of mountains and hundreds of peaks. All mountains and rivers merge into it, turning into a great river that never stops flowing.
On both sides of the river, the gaps between the raised stone beaches are filled with overflowing water, and green-black water plants spread on the rocks, waiting for the arrival of the rainy season.
An Jing followed the guidance of the sword spirit and stepped into the depths of Xuanming Valley.
The fog is getting thicker.
The ink-colored water vapor is dense in the valley, forming a layer of light mist on the surface of the sandstone rock walls. The river rushes out from the deep darkness, covering the footsteps.
Legend has it that this place was the place where a swordsman slayed demons during the great catastrophe in ancient times. The long years have worn away the sword energy and demonic energy that spread across the world, hiding it in the mountains and rivers.
"Right ahead."
The voice of the sword spirit rang in his mind. It was said that the protagonist of one side was now on An Jing. A force enveloped An Jing's body, and all the ink-colored demonic energy was easily pushed away. At most, he could only feel the slightest chill. .
"Fu Xie, where are my junior brothers and sisters now? Are they okay?"
"It's right around the altar, in one of the hundred caves where swords were sacrificed. It's very good." Sword Spirit replied, and An Jing felt a little relieved.
Bai Qinghan left with a quarter of all survivors and almost all those who had awakened their destiny. This incident shocked him quite a bit, but it was not incomprehensible.
Dachen's inaction in Northern Xinjiang is indeed very... very inhumane.
But he also knew very well that no matter how terrifying and bad a decadent dynasty was, it was still a little more reasonable than a demonic sect that directly ate people.
……perhaps? Oh, damn, why are they so bad! Two piles of mud and shit, how can they compete with each other!
An Jing said that he really didn't want to choose either side, but the matter was at this point, so he could only wait and see.
At least before the Frost Tribulation, the people of Northern Xinjiang were not living in poverty. They could even be said to be in an orderly manner. Occasionally, they could hear news of saints working hard to govern... I don’t know what happened. Back then, the Spring and Autumn Period was still at its peak, and the prosperous Dachen suddenly It became as decayed as it is now.
An Jing didn't want to blame those junior brothers and sisters who chose the Demon Cult - in the Demon Cult, ordinary children of disaster would most likely end up badly, but Bai Qinghan and other fate awakeners would not. They were sure Be able to become a middle- to upper-level manager.
This status is much better than wandering around in Dachen. It is human nature to choose the Demon Cult.
He just didn't want Bai Qinghan to do anything to Gu Yeqi, Cang Linzu and others when he left.
Fortunately not.
"Brother Jing!"
When An Jing followed the sword spirit's guidance and came to a cave entrance hidden under a huge rock deep in the valley, he saw a clear figure wandering outside, looking nervously towards the entrance of Xuanming Valley.
After seeing An Jing's figure, Gu Yeqi's eyes lit up and he immediately came forward to greet him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are finally back... Hey, didn't Qinghan and the others come back with you, eldest brother?"
She had no idea when Bai Qinghan and others left, so she thought they had taken the initiative to stay outside to meet An Jing.
"...They chose the other side."
When An Jing opened his mouth, he looked at the girl who was still looking behind An Jing, waiting for the figure of his 'best friend'. He paused and told the truth: "I killed the owner of the medicine village, but Qing Han still chose the Demon Cult... … She and the others left with the remaining teachers.”
"What?" After hearing this, Gu Yeqi's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Did you kill the village owner?"
Following her voice, hearing Anjing's footsteps, Cang Lingzu and the other sons of disaster who walked out of the cave were equally astonished: "Eldest brother, did you kill the village owner?!" "Are you... actually so strong? !”
"That's not the point, is it?" An Jing was furious for a moment. He didn't expect that these guys didn't care at all about Bai Qinghan and others leaving. Instead, they were filled with emotion about his strength.
But if you think about it carefully, the three views of the sons of disaster have basically been transformed. Bai Qinghan left as soon as he left. Who has never experienced a good friend being eliminated midway through training? Even judging from the current truth, what about dying in the middle?
They have long been accustomed to losing, so they value strength even more.
"It's a good thing, Qinghan has at least awakened her destiny..."
Except for Gu Yeqi, who looked at the entrance of the valley with some disappointment, feeling sad that he had lost another very caring friend, everyone else was quite indifferent.
This is the devil. The ‘indifference’ of indifference. The silent ‘mo’.
Although they left the Demon Cult, the thinking of these junior brothers and sisters has not changed yet... It is better to say that An Jing discovered that the reason why they were willing to betray the Demon Cult was not only the ruthlessness of the Demon Cult itself and the cruelty and killing of their friends, but also the fundamental reason why they were willing to betray the Demon Cult. Because they believe in themselves more.
They didn't really understand An Jing's anger. It was just because An Jing was resisting, so they resisted too.
"Don't be too sad. Before she left, she asked me to say sorry to you on her behalf... Everyone has their own ambitions."
After calming down, An Jing comforted Gu Yeqi, and then told everyone: "You still need to wait here for a while."
"Zhuangzi's guards are still fighting with the Red Armor Guards. Dachen's troops can't tell whether we are innocent or members of the Demon Cult. Don't act arbitrarily until the situation is stable."
"If Dachen is not a good person, I will find a chance to escape. There are no ferocious beasts around Xuanming Valley, and there are still some villages. I am confident that I can lead you to survive."
This is no lie. An Jing can now be regarded as a warrior, and he also has muskets and bullets. The sons of disaster are also strong and proficient in martial arts and cooperation. As long as he can avoid sight, and provided that An Jing has the help and guidance of the sword spirit, he can do it. Live safely around the mountains for a period of time.
"Brother..." Ke Canglizu frowned when he heard this: "What do you want to do alone? Can you take me with you? I can still do something!"
"It's too dangerous. Your strength is indeed good, but you haven't reached your inner breath yet, so you are not qualified to act with me."
Cang Lingzu is also considered a genius. His strength is close to the realm of inner energy - and if it weren't for his own influence that weakened the calamity of the demonic energy, he, like Gu Yeqi, would have a 70% to 80% chance of awakening his destiny.
So An Jing explained patiently: "There is a dungeon deep in Dongshan's manor, and there are many junior brothers and sisters who have been eliminated but have not been 'processed' by the Demon Cult yet - I have to go and see how they are doing. The manor caught fire and there was no one to help them, so they were afraid they would be burned alive.”
"After making sure that you are in good condition, it's time for me to take action and save the others."
An Jing gave a few more instructions, calmed all the children of disaster, and then turned around and left.
Gu Yeqi and Cang Lingzu both knew that An Jing was true to his word, so naturally they would not retain him. Instead, they would serve as An Jing's deputy, treating the injuries of their injured companions and cleaning their wounds.
The sword spirit was right, the altar was right next to the cave where the Sons of Calamity were, in another 'crack' covered by river rocks and water plants.
This crack is completely natural. At first glance, it looks like a common crack on the rock wall, but this is just an illusion. It is extremely narrow at first, but gradually widens, forming a natural tunnel.
There were some ancient murals on both sides of the corridor. Most of the murals were washed away by the rising river water from time to time, but An Jing could still roughly tell that this was a story about an immortal slaying demons and protecting all people.
In ancient times, Huaixu suffered a catastrophe. From the nine heavens, endless demons came to the world. They brought battles, disasters and destruction, causing the country to overthrow. The earth was disordered by wind and rain, thousands of ethnic groups were exterminated, countless people hated each other and fought, and conquests continued.
In order to fight against the devil, the gods who ascended to heaven in the past have returned to the world to lead all living beings in the world to fight against the devil.
Among them is an immortal god, holding a long green blade, who can subdue demons and evil spirits.
(End of chapter)