MMB 【008】Day of Heaven·Death
【008】Day of Heaven·Death
Envy always felt that he had no regrets in his life, but now standing on the dilapidated Heavenly Dao Hall, the dome collapsed, spider webs ran wild, and everything changed, Envy felt how wrong he was.
There are thousands of mistakes, I shouldn't have taught Bai Ze personally back then, I shouldn't have taken him down the mountain, if I hadn't taken Bai Ze down the mountain that time, maybe everything that happened later would not have happened.
"Strange, didn't the head teacher say that there are people forming formations here, using souls as guides, why hasn't there been a soul for a long time?" Bi Rong looked around and muttered to herself.
As soon as the words fell, Fan Sheng crawled out from the side passage of the main hall, crying and screaming, and shouted: "Ghost, there is a ghost!"
Envy reached the passage with one stride, and protected Fansheng behind him, but there was a faint light shining, and flew out from the scabbard, golden light flashed, only a few mournful screams were heard in the passage, and there was no sound.
"Fan Sheng, why are you yelling? You are the son of Venerable Samsara, why are you so useless?"
"What's wrong with being unpromising! Although I am his son, I have no cultivation base and am no different from a human being. I have never seen such a thing as a ghost, and you haven't even seen that ghost. It's covered in blood and drooping. Tongue, bulging eyeballs, all over..."
"Stop, stop, stop talking, are you disgusting?" Bi Rong glared at him fiercely, and walked towards the inner hall.
Fan Sheng has learned his lesson at this moment, obediently stayed behind Mu Xianzhi, clutching his sleeves tightly, Yun Li came to Mu Xianzhi's side, and said: "Senior Brother Mu, there is no one in the main hall."
At this moment, the aura of heaven is extremely weak. Envy closed his eyes and felt it for a long time, but he couldn't feel anything. He just felt that there was a smell in a place, which was very familiar. With a thought, he immediately said: "Follow me."
The four of them walked with their swords, going back and forth through the huge heavenly path, and finally came to a bamboo forest with gurgling water and a bamboo house.
"Isn't this bamboo forest, this house, and this brook the same as what you had in Kunlun?" Fan Sheng yelled and ignored him. He pushed open the bamboo door enviously, and walked along the gravel road to the bamboo forest. go.
In fact, the bamboo forest at this moment is not a bamboo forest anymore, only some withered and yellow bamboo poles, and the bamboo leaves have long since fallen and rotted into dust.
"Senior brother, I swung my sword to cut off the waterfall today. You said that as long as the waterfall stops flowing, you will take me down the mountain."
In the middle of the bamboo grove, there is a man, covered in blood, the blood drips to the ground along the edge of the sword, the ground is full of corpses, his eyes are full of desolation, he obviously looks like a murderer, but he speaks the most irrelevant words.
Several people held their swords and waited in full force. They drew their swords to face each other. The long sword was turned over in the hand of envy, holding it in the palm of his hand, and even smiled.
"Since you are going down the mountain, why do you want to kill people?"
"They deserve to die! This is the way of heaven, stop evil with evil, and stop punishment with punishment. Only in this way can the way of heaven continue to work. If good people can't get protection, is the way of heaven still considered to be the way of heaven?"
"Is it the way of heaven to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
The illusory shadow was a little at a loss, dropped the long sword in his hand to the ground, walked towards Envy step by step, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, I just tell you that there are mistakes in the way of heaven, and there are also omissions, we can make up for these places."
"Do you have to be enchanted?"
The illusory shadow had already come to the front, wiped the blood on his face, and grinned: "Yes, brother, be enchanted."
A sharp and ear-piercing sound pierced the sky, Envy's sword had penetrated the shadow's chest, expressionless.
In an instant, the phantom disappeared without a trace like fragments, and along with the corpses all over the ground, a gust of wind blew out the original appearance of the bamboo forest.
Green and vibrant.
A gust of breeze came, and Fan Sheng shivered, trembling, and asked tremblingly: "Is that person just now Bai Ze?"
"No, that's just an illusion, Bai Ze died a long time ago." Yun Qi retracted his sword, his face was terribly gloomy, and he said to Mu Xianzhi: "Senior Brother Mu, there is not a single dead spirit in the whole heaven."
Birong was also a little suspicious at the moment: "Could it be that the head teacher made a mistake?"
Envy looked at the whole mountain that was gradually withering, but he didn't understand.
"It shouldn't be, the head teacher shouldn't make mistakes." Suddenly the sunny sky became dark and boundless, and a big cauldron rose slowly in midair.
Everyone's face paled instantly, unable to speak.
"That's... Wen Tianding! Oh no, go to the main hall!"
The Wentian Ding is the second supreme treasure of the Heavenly Dao. It is different from the Yuyuzhui. The Wentian Ding stands in the center of the hall. It has been thousands of years and has never moved a single bit.
A few people walked with their swords and rushed to the main hall. At this moment, the main hall was filled with black mist, and the strong wind swept in, making people unable to open their eyes.
The golden light that fell for a moment seemed to be powerless against the black mist, and could only envelop the five people in it, keeping them safe.
The Wentian Ding soared in mid-air, surrounded by black mist, and was sucked into the cauldron. The Wentian Ding, which was supposed to be shining brightly, now gave off a dark, dead aura. At the side of the cauldron, there was a person wearing a black robe, who was surrounded by the black mist. Separated, unable to see the face clearly, it led countless dead spirits towards the cauldron.
"It's... actually using the Wentian Cauldron to refine the soul."
But Xie let out a blinding light, envying him, he took off the pendant for a while, handed it to Fan Sheng, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Take it!"
Fan Sheng looked at the pendant, he was a little dazed for a moment, he didn't come back to his senses until Mu Xianzhi stuffed the pendant into his hand, and at this moment Mu Xianzhi had already rushed to Wentianding.
It wasn't until the man in the black robe who admired him was less than a foot away from the back of the black-robed man, that the black-robed man slowly turned around, looked at the envious man behind him, and the cold sword on his sleeve quietly appeared, which was different from the man in the black robe who envied him. Xie Xiang blocked, with a bang, made a piercing sharp sound.
Against the overwhelming sword intent, Envy leaped back unhurriedly, his clothes fluttering, and countless black mist surrounded him, but he couldn't swallow him because of the evil light.
The eyebrows and eyes of envy are condensed, and he holds the sword and goes up. The blade is only an inch away from the throat of the black-robed man. Seeing that Wen Tianding is getting closer and closer behind him, the figure of the black-robed man is like a ghost, but it is only a blink of an eye. , it disappears.
Envy had no intention of panic. At the moment when the man in black robe disappeared, the handle of the sword was reversed, and he turned backwards. The illusory sword body was floating around his body. Envy raised his eyebrows and looked into the sky. The sword qi was thrown away fiercely, only the sound of swishing was heard, and all the sword qi went up, shooting at the man in black robe who was forced to show up.
Sword Qi came from all around, and the milky white mask Qi and sword intent enveloped Envy, and stood still for an instant.
For a moment, a ray of light that was brighter than the day broke through from the mass of sword energy, slowly expanding, as if it wanted to swallow it, and seemed to want to compete with the surrounding sword energy, and finally, the gap that was broken through It was getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding milky white mask and sword intent became so dim under the reflection of that ray of light.
With a bang, the white light finally broke through from the sword energy, dissipating the surrounding sword energy, envy fell down proudly, holding the cold sword that was still shining, and glared at the man in black.
"How dare you use the Wentian Cauldron to refine the formation, don't you want to kill yourself!"
"Envy, you shouldn't meddle in this matter." The black-robed man made a piercing voice, like a sharp water chestnut, with a hint of hoarseness, "I'm saving people."
"Rescue?"
"Do you still remember Bai Ze? That person who was killed by you at Zhuxian Terrace, do you still want him to come back to life? I know that Bai Ze has always been by your side. Let me go. In a few days, I will send him off How about you flesh and blood Bai Ze?"
"Who are you!"
The long sword in the hand of envy is born from the heart, a sword light flashes across, the figure of the black robe disappears, and the black mist that fills the sky also dissipates between the heaven and the earth.
It's just that some words, in the mind of envy, can never dissipate.
The Wentian Cauldron fell slowly from mid-air, and countless undead spirits poured out from the cauldron and fled in all directions. Bi Rong and Yun Qi had already made preparations to imprison all the undead spirits under the Bantian lock.
The shimmering light from the pendant in Fan Sheng's hand corresponds to the Wentian Ding from a distance, and the two lights meet, emitting a ray of light that shocks everything in the midair, directly shooting into the sky.
The light dissipated, the sky was clear, a ray of ghost floated out from the pendant, the weak soul floated in mid-air, was pulled by Wen Tianding, several people's minds were like a thunderclap, and they couldn't move.
That is……
"Senior Brother." Yun Qi raised his heavy legs and walked towards the soul step by step, his wide eyes were full of unbelievable surprise.
"Senior Brother Shangguan! This...it's impossible. Didn't Senior Brother Shangguan die in martyrdom back then and his soul flew away? Wang Chuanhe could see clearly, how could the soul come out of the momentary fall? Could it be... back then..." Bi Rong Shaking his head in disbelief, he talked about those possible guesses.
Fan Sheng held the pendant in his hand and stared at it blankly for a while.
"I don't know, I didn't do anything." Fan Sheng only felt that his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and some things he couldn't control seemed to burst out of his chest, and the feeling of half-knowledge was too uncomfortable.
"It's none of your business, someone sent senior brother Shangguan's soul into the pendant, and got the echo of Wentianding, and then released senior brother Shangguan's soul."
"Who released that?"
Birong and Yunqi couldn't help but put their gazes on that Shuyuzhuo.
Who put it?
Back then, who else could have.
"Senior Brother Mu..." Yun Qi felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.
"You bring the soul of Senior Brother Shangguan and other dead spirits back to Kunlun, and I will go to Kyushu."
Yun Qi stood up, looked at him, restrained his deliberate indifference, his red eyes looked even more immature, trembling and almost speechless, "I don't understand."
"I also do not understand."
Who knows what happened back then, except for the person whose soul was scattered and forgotten.