Gu Yanting and Fu Yu were still immersed in the fact that Shen Yu was the ruthless prince who ascended thousands of years ago.
The violent prince!
Fall in love!
He is still alive!
He is Wen Yi’s lover!
Thoughts flew into their minds. Fu Yu and Gu Yanting always felt a sense of astonishment and absurdity as history fell into reality.
The ascended immortal recorded in ancient books, the lunatic who massacred millions of his country's subjects, and the violent prince Shen Yu, who was regarded as "unspeakable" by the six major sects, have been resurrected!
Indescribable shock and confusion surged into their hearts, like a tide that crazily washed away their sea of consciousness.
No wonder they couldn't help but retreat when they first saw Shen Yu.
No wonder Shen Yu is so violent and fierce with murderous aura all over his body.
No wonder that with Shen Yu's wave of his hand, dozens of monks above the Foundation Establishment Realm, including seven or eight Golden Core Realm masters, and one Nascent Soul Realm master, were wiped out in ashes.
When Fu Yu and Gu Yanting were immersed in the torrent of information and unable to extricate themselves, Feng Ya knelt down even more piously:
"Go back to your highness, we are guilty."
They are the guardians of the tomb, and entering His Royal Highness the Prince's tomb without permission is a crime worthy of death.
What's more, they also took the hilt of the Qianyuan Immortal Sword.
Without Shen Yu's permission, he often moved the artifact that was contaminated with the ruthless killing sword's violent murderous aura, so it was understandable that he would be cursed.
Wen Yi watched quietly. What she was thinking was that Shen Yu should have sensed it when she and Feng Ya were in a cave. Why didn't he sense the cursed aura on Feng Ya's body?
Shen Yu did not appear at that time, but was hidden in the fragments of the Qianyuan Immortal Sword in a spiritual state. He also did not get his own code and did not recover a certain amount of memory.
This is the most likely.
"This is what you deserve." Shen Yu's stern face was extremely indifferent, and he was not deeply moved by the fact that these people had guarded the tomb for him for thousands of years.
Feng Ya and his tribe members lowered their heads.
"Your Highness taught you that."
"Your Highness, we are guilty."
"Your Highness, please forgive me!"
"..."
Voices of begging for mercy, self-blame, and guilt rang out humbly. Each of them knelt down devoutly, praying to the great god to lift the curse on them.
When everyone lowered their heads, Wen Yi discovered that there were dense wounds on their necks, backs, arms, calves...the exposed areas, and those wounds opened ferociously, like a huge bloody mouth.
There was no pus or inflammation around the wound, and there was no blood flowing out, but it was very hideous and terrifying, especially close to the bones, where you could vaguely see some white flesh and bones.
Wen Yi secretly thought: Is this the curse of the Merciless Killing Sword?
It hurts just to look at it.
"Feng Ya, get up and take us to the mausoleum of His Highness the Crown Prince." Wen Yi said.
At this time, she felt that what she needed most was to calm Shen Yu's inner mania and violence.
After all, according to Shen Yu's habit, when encountering this kind of thing, most of them would choose to kill all the tomb guards and punish them.
Feng Ya nodded and said: "Then... Your Highness, please follow me back to the camp first, because it takes a full moon to enter the mausoleum. At that time, you can use the power of the moonlight to open the mausoleum."
Feng Ya's voice became lower and lower, and by the end of the sentence, no one dared to speak out...
Fear, fear, trembling from the soul.
Speaking of opening his mausoleum in front of His Royal Highness, isn't this asking for death?!
Hearing these words, Shen Yu's face was expressionless. His face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult to tell what his expression was. Even Wen Yi couldn't see through it.
Feng Ya led the way, while Wen Yi and Shen Yu walked side by side.
Fu Yu and Gu Yanting looked at each other and followed behind them calmly.
After passing through a series of forests that made people get lost, and bypassing several checkpoints, they finally came to a Jiangnan pastoral style village.
Everyone looked at the sudden appearance of the stranger with wary eyes.
When they saw Shen Yu's appearance clearly, those who were working in the fields, herding cattle, horses and sheep, or those who were playing all knelt on the ground.
Everyone raised their arms and shouted, "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Shen Yu's expression remained indifferent. He looked at everyone coldly and walked arrogantly to the village pond under Feng Ya's guidance.
An old man who was nearly fifty years old came up to him. He looked at Shen Yu up and down, and immediately fell to the ground, "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
Everyone knelt down and worshiped, and everyone's face was full of respect and admiration.
Wen Yi was shocked.
Even though the mortal world and the world of immortality have disappeared for thousands of years, and Shen Yu's influence is far less than before, there are still so many believers.
"Who are you in charge of?"
Feng Ya took a step forward and said, "The former clan leader gave me the position and asked me to lead the clan to guard your tomb."
"Aren't you a sand pirate?" Wen Yi asked.
Feng Ya said respectfully: "Although the tribesmen live and work in peace and contentment in this paradise forest, they can only meet their basic living needs. For their spiritual desires, they need to cross the Longyan Desert to Mingyue City in exchange.
And I led some tribesmen with spiritual powers to disguise themselves as sand pirates. On the one hand, I searched for gold and silver treasures in the desert full of treasures, and on the other hand, I also wanted to communicate with the world so as not to lose touch with the entire world."
This is a bloody lesson.
Thousands of years ago, there were several clan leaders who guarded the Longyan Desert.
Among them, three clans did not marry outsiders for many years, so the offspring they gave birth to were deformed, mentally retarded, and extremely low in cultivation. Gradually, the clans completely disappeared, leaving no trace of them until their death.
Other clans are not allowed to marry outsiders, but occasionally allow a few people to come out to find a new world. After seeing the prosperity outside, they naturally cannot abide by their true intentions and continue to guard the tomb peacefully.
So those tribesmen also gradually moved away from the Moon Oasis and disappeared completely.
Feng Ya's lineage is the only one who helps Shen Yu guard the tomb.
After listening to Feng Ya's explanation, everyone felt a little sad and a little disappointed.
"Why don't you leave?" This was the first thing Shen Yu said after entering the village.
"As a guardian of the tomb, we should serve His Highness the Crown Prince from generation to generation." Feng Ya said lightly: "There was a prophecy that you would definitely return to the world. Only you can undo the curse on our clan. Please show mercy to His Highness the Crown Prince. Release the blood curse for us."
The wounds on their bodies are usually not painful.
However, on a full moon night, the wound will open like crazy.
The feet have the idea of feet, and the hands have the way of hands. They all want to separate from the body and find their own freedom.
The curse was not deep at first, but after thousands of years of accumulation, the curse has become deeply rooted and affected the survival of everyone in Moon Oasis.
They have been waiting for this day for nearly a thousand years.