Cen Qianshan cut the demon in front of him into two pieces with one knife, then stepped on his head and raised Hanshuang in his hand.

"Can you spare my face and keep my head?" The demon who was stepped on said calmly.

He has a pale and handsome face, but there is a pair of huge black horns on his forehead, and the lower part of his neck is covered with black scales.

Cen Qianshan was stunned, the tip of the knife was just hanging between his eyebrows.

Along the way, they clashed with many such weird demons.

Whenever they are discovered while passing by, these demon gods wandering around the Shinto will angrily attack them.

But after being defeated, they were no longer angry and accepted the fate of being dismembered with a calm face. Most of them did not even speak a word to them.

"It turns out he can talk. I thought most of these guys couldn't talk." Miao Hong'er bent down to look at the man with horns curiously.

"I need a reason." Cen Qianshan said coldly.

These weird demons seem to have eternal life. Cutting off their bodies and limbs will not make them die. It will not take long for them to regroup on their own.

But destroying their heads can prolong recovery and keep everyone safe and away.

"If your head is cut open, you will lose your memory for a long time, and there will be a feeling of 'death', which makes me feel scared." The demon with only half of his body explained calmly, with no expression on his face.

But he elaborated on a word that represents emotion-fear.

There was no blood flowing out of the cross-section of his body, but a piece of smooth black crystal. It didn't look like a living thing at all, but like an artificial sculpture.

"Why are you staying here?" Mu Xue asked, standing behind Cen Qianshan.

"I don't know. I have been staying in this world since I became conscious. There is only one voice telling me that I must protect the temple and not let anyone pass by casually. I know that is my mission."

"How long have you been here?"

"The sun never sets here. I don't know how much time has passed." The man with double horns on his forehead looked blankly at the dusky sky.

It has been thousands of years since the ancient gods ascended to the upper world and left the human world.

Mu Xue pulled on Cen Qianshan's clothes and expressed her wishes.

Cen Qianshan put away the knife decisively.

As she walked forward, Mu Xue looked back and saw that the monster with only half of its body in the rubble was stretching out its hands to crawl forward to reach the legs that were trying to crawl towards her.

"What's wrong, Xiaoxue?" asked Miao Honger, who was holding Mu Xue.

"They look like another kind of puppets, advanced puppets made by gods." Mu Xue pondered this question all the way. Although they are different in structure, she is proficient in puppetry and can always find something out of these demons.

A familiar feeling. Perhaps this will be the ultimate goal of human puppetry.

"Puppets can't be so smart, right? No matter how advanced a puppet is, it can only complete simple commands given by its master." Miao Hong'er said, "Look at Wu Chang on the road to death, even all of us are almost no match for him.

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Mu Xue thought of the man in white who was in front of Jiuyou Pagoda. At the last moment, Mu Xue clearly saw that he stopped his hand and recalled the undead, which could be regarded as showing mercy.

Can a divine creature without a heart also have feelings and thoughts?

"It's the long time that gives them the ability to think." Cen Qianshan, who was walking in front, turned around and spoke.

"If they can think and have feelings, does it mean that they are already a kind of life? Rather than a cold 'dead thing'." Mu Xue discussed with him.

Mu Xue looked up at Cen Qianshan, and Cen Qianshan was also looking at her. There was a brief eye contact between the two.

Xiaoshan and she still have such a tacit understanding.

Sometimes there is no need to speak to each other, just such an eye contact, and you already know that the other person's answer is so consistent with your own.

Cen Qianshan quickly turned around, the palm hanging by his side curled up again and again, stroking his fingers back and forth.

Mu Xue inexplicably had the illusion that he wished she could hold him, instead of Senior Sister Miao.

The paradise that I have been looking for for a long time does not have the celestial music and the glimmer of the palace as I imagined. What appears in front of me is a large silent and deserted garden.

The tall stone pillars carved from white marble were almost completely submerged by the green vegetation. The large fountain had long since dried up, and the bright smiling face of the flying fairy in the center of the spring was covered with moss marks.

Those glazed lanterns whose original color could no longer be seen floated in the air and slowly rotated. The squeaking sound of the rusty shafts was particularly harsh in the silent courtyard.

A group of people walked slowly in this deserted garden along the road paved with five-color stones.

It's very empty here. You can't see any animals or birds, and you can't hear a trace of insects or birds. Even the demons wandering around are gone.

Occasionally one or two stone statues appear in the dead garden.

Those stone statues are as tall as real people and lifelike. Most of them are facing the direction they came from. Each of them has a miserable or desperate expression, and the expressions on their faces are vividly carved, including their clothes, hair, and skin texture.

"Something's not right," Fu Yun frowned all the way, "Look at the clothes of these people. They are not the clothes of ancient times at all, but are only popular recently."

He suddenly stopped in front of a sculpture and looked at it carefully for a while, "I know this person. He is one of the best among the three generations of Tianyan Sect disciples."

Cen Qianshan looked at the statue of a woman, "She is from the Yan family in Futong City. She has the emblem of the Yan family on her clothes."

It turns out that these stone statues were transformed into living people who came to explore the temple.

Cen Qianshan and others exchanged looks, and their expressions became serious.

The stone statues that appeared sporadically at first gradually became more numerous. As if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared, an extremely majestic and magnificent temple suddenly appeared in front of them.

Outside the gate of the temple, there were countless stone statues with horrified expressions, standing or sitting. Those people wore different costumes, some of which were currently popular, and some of which were outdated hundreds of years ago.

For thousands of years, the temple has appeared many times. The best of the many explorers attracted by the temple were forever turned into stone statues and left here.

The despair and fear at the last moment of life are solidified in time, reminding those who come after you to stop moving forward.

The gate of the temple is sealed by a crisscross iron fence. An iron chain as thick as an arm is locked on the iron fence.

Looking through the gap in the fence, one can see a large, dark square, with a huge jade stone hanging in the middle. The flat stone surface shines with light, showing some vague and silent images.

In front of the jade stone that projected the image, countless figures sat blankly on their own small benches, quietly and motionless, looking at the glowing stone screen in front of them.

"These are all ghosts, bound here for some reason. Maybe they are the souls from these stone statues outside." Fu Yun stopped everyone, "You guys wait a minute, I will go up and take a look."

As soon as he stepped onto the steps of the temple, a plain male voice came from the temple,

"Go back, this is not the place where humans should come.

The Great God Dongyue has shattered the void and left. There is no more paradise in the world. There are no treasures of heaven and earth as you imagined in it, so leave quickly."

Everyone let go of their spiritual consciousness to search, but could not find the person who spoke.

Fu Yun tentatively said, "One of our companions is poisoned and wants to take a piece of fairy grass by the Wusheng Endless Pond. We have to enter, but we hope to let him go."

The voice sighed, "It's not up to me to let you go or not. The iron rope on this door is called the Heart-Binding Chain. To open it, a stranger needs to fasten it with bare hands. But what happens to the person who touches the Heart-Binding Chain?

Already seen it."

To open this door, you must break the iron chain with your own hands. The soul of the person who breaks the iron chain will be taken into the temple, and his body will be turned into a stone statue, and he will not be able to escape. This is simply an unsolvable problem.

"May I ask if there is a way to solve it?" Fu Yun asked.

"There is no way to crack it. As long as you get the water from the Inanimate Endless Pool and pour it on your body within twelve hours after being petrified, the living soul can return to its place and the stone will return to life." The voice answered, "

It's a pity that for so many years, I've watched you humans helplessly. Either my companions couldn't get the water back, or my companions found some treasures in the temple and didn't want others to share them, so they went away on their own. They collapsed outside the temple door and left this

Many stone statues.”

Fu Yun turned around and glanced at Miao Hong'er and Mu Xue.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand to untie the chain.

"Wait a minute," Miao Hong'er called to him, "I have something else to ask."

"According to what you said, those whose souls are bound can only wait for others to save them." Miao Hong'er walked up behind Fu Yun slowly, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "

Isn’t it possible that no one can break free on their own?”

The voice in the temple said: "You are young, but your heart is not small. I have been here for so many years, and there are certainly a few people who have solved the chain of their hearts. It depends on whether you have that kind of heart."

Miao Hong'er smiled and said, "Then I'll give it a try."

As she said these words, she suddenly took action, twisting Fu Yun's arm with one hand, tripping under her feet, twisting Fu Yun's arm and pressing it to the ground. Then she stretched out her other arm and held the strip on the door.

The iron chain that turned the human body into stone, pulled hard. The iron chain made a clear sound and broke easily.

Miao Hong'er's actions caught everyone off guard. No one expected that she would take action the next second after she was talking with a smile just now.

She tore off the heart-binding chain, let go of Fu Yun, and slowly stood up. The heavy iron rope in her hand gradually disintegrated and turned into dots of blue light, all of which disappeared into her body.

Fu Yun stood up immediately, his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, "Miao Hong'er, you!"

Miao Hong'er smiled and said: "Although your cultivation is better than mine, unfortunately, your physical skills are still a bit inferior. Don't forget, I am the senior sister of Xiaoyao Peak. In terms of seniority, I should come first."

When she said this, there was already a faint look of grayness on her face, which was a sign of the beginning of petrification.

Mu Xue stepped up the steps in two steps and held her arm, feeling really anxious.

Miao Hong'er raised her palms, which had begun to stiffen, and touched her head, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoxue. You and I, as cultivators, should only act with our true intentions. If it's my disaster, we can't avoid it, so there's no need to avoid it. Don't worry, follow me."

Your senior brother goes in first, your senior sister is very strong and will soon be able to get rid of this shackles and follow you."

Her feet had completely solidified, and the gray-black color of the rock began to gradually spread like water on her healthy skin.

Fu Yun looked at Miao Hong'er like this, pursed her lips and clenched her fists,

Miao Hong'er raised her head and looked at the junior brother in front of her with a forced smile, "Don't be angry, you are the strongest disciple of our Guiyuan Sect. It is more suitable for you to enter than for me."
To be continued...