Chen Yunsheng chuckled and said, "You calculated really clearly." Before he finished speaking, his left shoulder was heavily cut, and blood spattered on his neck and face, which looked shocking.
Bai Murong looked at the young man who was only five feet away from her with a smile, and her body was stained red. Her heart was broken like glass falling to the ground. She would rather those knives hit her body, and she would rather die than see Chen Yunsheng continue to be left to others.
at the mercy of.
Tears were like beads, rolling down the woman's smooth and white cheeks, and falling to the ground. She really regretted that she had rushed to look for Chen Yunsheng, lost her direction in the fog, and even fell into danger. Unexpectedly, instead of helping him, she fell into
He was in danger, and after thinking about this, Bai Murong only had the word "death" in his heart.
Chen Yunsheng raised his head, looked at Rakshasa peacefully, and said, "What else?"
Rakshasa didn't speak. He stared at Chen Yunsheng for a long time and suddenly said in clear human language: "That's enough."
This sentence was not loud, but everyone present could hear it. Originally, Chen Yunsheng thought that Rakshasa had lost his human intelligence long ago and was like a walking corpse with a killing nature. But when he heard the other party spit out human words clearly
, couldn't help but open his eyes wide and said: "What did you say?"
Rakshasa walked towards Bai Murong, raised his big hand high, and everyone's hearts were in their throats again. It was so close to Bai Murong, even if everyone wanted to help, it would be too late, and they could only watch Rakshasa do it.
.
Rakshasa grabbed the three-layer rope that imprisoned the woman. Bai Murong ignored the numbness of his body and flew to Chen Yunsheng's side, tore open the sleeves of his robe and wrapped his wound. Seeing the woman's panic,
Chen Yunsheng smiled calmly and said: "Fool, I have been practicing the Wood Spirit Qi Gathering Technique for a long time, and the wounds have stopped bleeding for a long time, so I don't need these things."
Bai Murong still wrapped his wounds, as if he didn't hear his words. Rakshasa stared at this scene blankly, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Let's go." [
Chen Yunsheng slowly put Bai Mu behind him. He did not intend to go back immediately. Rakshasa's words aroused his interest. He planned to "communicate" with this seemingly ugly and fierce monster.
The two slowly retreated ten feet away and stopped. Chen Yunsheng bowed respectfully and said, "I have something unclear. Why are there so many ghosts gathering here?"
Rakshasa raised its head and stared at Chen Yunsheng with its two strange eyes, as if looking at a monster. After a long time, it roared even more intensely: "Let's go."
Although this roar was rough and violent, it carried a deep sadness, which moved the hearts of everyone present, and the ghosts in the outer circle also began to whimper in response to the Rakshasa's roar, and for a moment the ghosts
Whispering, the sky and the earth change color.
The dozen or so low-level monks who were sailing and operating the boats that Le Xiang brought had never seen such a formation before. They were all so frightened that they bowed their heads and remained silent, and some even squatted on the ground.
After a long time of roaring, Chen Yunsheng looked at Rakshasa firmly, with a persistence in his heart that even he felt strange. If he was just curious just now, it has really turned into an obsession now.
"Why are you desecrating this forest?" Chen Yunsheng's question made Le Xiang secretly curl his lips. Is it necessary to ask why for such vicious creatures? For them, it shouldn't be strange to do any nasty things.
What does it mean to desecrate the mountains and forests?
Rakshasa lowered his head slightly and looked at Chen Yunsheng, with a strange look in his eyes. Facing such a strange man, he felt a little uncomfortable. After a long time, he patted his head and walked back to the collapsed thatched house, standing among the rubble.
Something was tumbling in the room, and while it was tumbling, it made a whimpering cry, as if it was crying. This was unexpected by everyone, and everyone was stunned.
There was a burst of smoke and dust, and Rakshasa turned around and came to Chen Yunsheng, with a sad expression on his face. He threw a tightly wrapped cloth bag in front of Chen Yunsheng, and pointed with his finger, gesturing for the other party to open it.
"Leave me alone." Bai Murong gently pulled Chen Yunsheng and said in a low voice.
Chen Yunsheng smiled calmly and rejected the woman.
Leaning down, he picked up the cloth bag and carefully untied the slip knot, revealing a silk book. Under his tentacles, Chen Yunsheng felt that the texture of the book was soft and unusual, and it was not made of ordinary materials. He was waiting in Tianxing Pavilion
However, it stands to reason that the material in the book cannot escape his discernment, but this book is very strange.
Unfolding the silk book, the first thing that catches the eye is a line of powerful words, "Who knows where our souls should go."
Chen Yunsheng slowly immersed himself in each small text. He didn't notice it at first, but the more he read, the more shocked he became. There was a vibration in his heart like a drum.
At this time Lexiang also came over, and Chen Yunsheng handed the silk book to them to circulate in turn. After everyone read it, you looked at me, I looked at you, and you were speechless.[
It turns out that what was recorded in the book was a piece of dusty history. One hundred thousand years ago, there was only one country on Qingzhou Continent - Shunnan. The person who left the book was a general of Shunnan, and Lantau Island was an ancient battlefield.
This commander-in-chief led the monks from across the country to engage in an earth-shattering fight with the invading enemies in the Lantau Mountains. Although he finally won a tragic victory, he was cast a vicious soul curse by the opponent. Everyone was not allowed to reincarnate and could only live forever.
die.
The souls of those who died in battle and died of old age were unwilling to accept the reincarnation and wandered around Lantau Island all day long. Over time, it became the current situation. As the supreme commander, the general witnessed the souls of each of his subordinates become unrecognizable and treat each other like wild beasts.
It eats away and wanders in the mountains and fields, and the pain in my heart is like grasping a soft intestine.
He began to think of various ways to help these dead souls continue their lives, first living in the bodies of animals, and then living in trees, but they could not stop the erosion of time. Later, the commander also died of exhaustion of life, and his ghost still lingered.
After thinking about the way of reincarnation for an unknown number of years, he finally learned that the Suani clan at the western foot of the Lantau Mountains had a rare treasure called the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, which could save the souls of the dead and comfort them in the afterlife.
However, at this time, the commander-in-chief was already very weak. His consciousness had long been blurred and incomplete, and he was about to lose his mind. Before he completely lost his mind, he left his unfinished mission on this silk book and hoped that
Someone can discover this book in the future and help them escape reincarnation.
Although Rakshasa's consciousness was no longer complete, the remaining trace of consciousness came into play, causing it to raise its head blankly and look at Chen Yunsheng in confusion.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "You are indeed the general from Chennan. Well, I can help you borrow the soul-suppressing cauldron to save the souls, but there is a condition."
When Chen Yunsheng talked about the soul-suppressing cauldron, Rakshasa's eyes showed a strange light. He hesitated in his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything. His hands were busy gesticulating in the air, but every time he raised his head, he forgot what he wanted to express.
What.
Seeing Rakshasa's clumsy look, Chen Yunsheng felt as if something had pricked the soft spot in his heart. He said slowly: "I will help you borrow the soul-suppressing cauldron, but please do not continue to tarnish this forest during this period.
"
Rakshasa raised his head and looked at Chen Yunsheng with doubts on his face.
Chen Yunsheng met the other party's gaze and said again: "I'll help you find the soul-suppressing cauldron, but please don't continue to tarnish the trees and wild beasts."
In an instant, the spiritual wisdom in the heart of Rakshasa came into play. It seemed to understand what Chen Yunsheng meant, nodded vigorously, and then patted its chest vigorously.
Chen Yunsheng put the silk book away and wrapped it in a package. He wanted to return it to Rakshasa, but he saw it kept shaking its head and making a hissing sound. Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "Okay, I will accept this.
, naturally I want to help you do this."
After saying that, he led everyone out of the valley without looking back. The ghosts and tree spirits silently spread out a path without blocking them.
It wasn't until he was fifty miles away that Lexiang asked Chen Yunsheng: "Since we have rescued Miss Bai, why should we help Rakshasa get the tripod again? Are you here for the promise of Cangwu?"
Chen Yunsheng shook his head quietly and said slowly: "I do it for that general. For tens of thousands of people. Think about it, how sad it is to see your brother who has been through life and death lose his intelligence and become like a beast."
After that, he glanced at the Canglan Guards who were walking at the front. Isn't this the case with these eight guards? Sooner or later, they will become like those ghosts and completely lose their intelligence and disappear between heaven and earth. At this time, he suddenly felt
An idea lingered around, if one day the Tianqiong Sect became stronger and no longer needed the Canglan Guards, I would use the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron to transcend them.
After hearing this, everyone pondered for a while, and everyone had a thought in mind. Naturally, not everyone thought that what Chen Yunsheng did was right.
At this time, Fang Minglan walked up to Bai Murong, found a large palace dress from Naxu Ring, and handed it to the woman. Her clothes were a little tattered after the fight just now. Bai Murong accepted it happily, because she was originally taller.
Fang Minglan is taller and plumper, so this dress doesn't fit her very well.
Fang Minglan was smart and naturally dexterous. She took out a small pair of gold scissors and lightly cut off some rags. A neither long nor short gown was transformed into a tight short robe, which highlighted Bai Murong's exquisite figure.
The two had some friendship when they were at Taibai Peak, and they felt closer to each other after the catastrophe of the Tianqiong Sect. After doing this, the two walked together, whispering, and the originally dull situation gradually opened up. Everyone
You spoke to me one by one.
Le Xiang asked Chen Yunsheng again: "In your opinion, where should we go now?"
"Go to see that Cang Wu. He destroyed our flying boat just to lure us to see him. He's so arrogant. If he can't repair Kunpeng, we won't let him go."
These two sentences were said with unusual domineering force, causing Xue Li to nod his head repeatedly and echoed: "Yes, yes, what Uncle Master said makes sense."
Along the way, Long Yuan's expression was a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Chen Yunsheng knew that he had just reached an agreement with Rakshasa and would not follow Long Yuan's wishes, but this man had an exquisite heart with seven orifices, and he was too lazy to guess the other party's wishes.
Thoughts, now that he has so many people under his command, he can't make any trouble.