Afterwards, Wang Liangyu and his party walked along the bank of Onezawa for half a day, and saw a city in the distance.
After a while, everyone approached the city and learned that it was Juye City.
However, the three of them did not enter the city and went straight to the east of the city.
"I feel something is wrong!" After riding for a while, Wang Liangyu frowned more and more, and his tone was very solemn.
Yao Ji turned her head to look at Wang Liangyu with surprise on her face: "How could you detect it?" After a pause, she said to herself, "This place is filled with blood and evil, not far from the place where Qilin is buried!"
"The blood is spreading?" Wang Liangyu was startled when he heard this, and looked at Yao Ji in a panic.
Seeing this, Yao Ji seemed to have remembered something and burst into laughter: "Don't worry, nothing will happen!" After saying that, she turned around and pointed to Juye City in the distance and said, "If it is true as I said, how can there be anything in the city?
Are there people living there?”
Wang Liangyu was right when he thought about it. If the blood evil was really as terrifying as Yao Ji said, wouldn't the area around Dayezawa be turned into a forbidden area, and no living thing could survive!
Just when Wang Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief, Yao Ji suddenly changed her voice and said with a solemn expression: "However, we cannot take it lightly, the blood evil is still a bit dangerous!" After a while, he added, "Especially in places with strong blood evil.
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to get close to it, and even if practitioners get involved, they are easily affected by it, losing their minds and becoming bloodthirsty and cruel!"
Wang Liangyu couldn't help but become nervous when he heard this: "Is there any way to defend against it?"
Yao Ji smiled and said: "Of course, as long as the blood evil is isolated, it will not be affected!"
"Is this possible?" Wang Liangyu thought, and the true energy in his body spurted out, forming a layer of invisible Gangqi outside his body, covering his whole body.
Yao Ji was stunned when she saw this, and then nodded and said: "I didn't expect that you still have such a method." After saying that, she looked at Ah Qing again, and saw a thin layer of Gang Qi emerging around Ah Qing, "
With this strong energy protecting your body, the blood evil will definitely not affect you!"
After walking for a while, Wang Liangyu felt strange again, his eyes wandered around, and he felt inexplicably nervous.
"It's right in front!" At this time, Yao Ji pointed her hand not far ahead, and the expression on her face became serious. "The blood evil is full of resentment. The death of this Qilin is really strange!"
Having said that, before Wang Liangyu could react, Yao Ji walked over first.
Wang Liangyu turned around and looked, and there was a stone tablet standing a hundred meters ahead. On it were written three ancient Chinese characters, Huolintai.
Behind the stone tablet is a tomb.
Wang Liangyu stretched out his hand to hold Ah Qing's wrist and quickly caught up with Yao Ji.
"What should we do now?" Standing in front of the tomb, Yao Ji turned to look at Wang Liangyu who was following her, and asked hesitantly.
"Of course we're digging graves and examining corpses!" Wang Liangyu replied subconsciously, then realized it and asked hesitantly, "There shouldn't be any taboos, right?"
Yaoji looked solemn and said slowly: "Qilin died unjustly, and his soul is hard to destroy. Now he is being suppressed and sealed under the Huolin Tower!"
"Ah?!" Wang Liangyu's expression changed suddenly when he heard this, and he seemed to think of something. He looked carefully from side to side for a long time, and then said in silence, "This is a Confucian technique!"
Wang Liangyu had practiced with Confucius for a long time. Although he never really practiced Confucianism, he knew Confucianism very well. He had not paid attention to it before, but after Yao Ji reminded him, he soon discovered the traces of Confucianism on Huolin Terrace.
Yao Ji suddenly understood after hearing this, nodded and praised: "It turns out to be Confucianism, it's really amazing!"
"What should we do now?" Wang Liangyu agreed and then asked.
Yao Ji stared at the Huolin Terrace for a long time, then asked Wang Liangyu: "I can break through the Huolin Terrace, but in this way, the Confucian magic on it will be broken, and it will be difficult to suppress the Qilin soul!
"
"Can't you suppress the Qilin soul?" Wang Liangyu hesitated when he heard the words, and asked with some surprise, "What about killing it?"
Yao Ji shook her head and explained: "I don't have the magical power to suppress the soul!" After saying that, he hesitated for a long time and then said, "As for killing? Although I can, I can't do that!"
Wang Liangyu thought for a while and understood what Yao Ji meant. This Qilin spirit cannot be killed!
After pondering for a long time, Wang Liangyu said thoughtfully: "In that case, let's go find Master first." After a pause, he turned his attention to Huolin Terrace and said in a deep voice, "Maybe there will be extra gains from Master!"
Yao Ji nodded in agreement, and the group immediately left Huolin Terrace and headed to Qufu.
Not a day later, everyone arrived in Qufu.
As soon as he approached Qufu City, Wang Liangyu saw a familiar figure standing at the city gate, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Why are you here?" Seeing Zeng Shen, Wang Liangyu hurried forward to greet him, with a face full of surprise.
Zeng Shen looked confused and looked at Wang Liangyu in confusion, then bowed and saluted: "I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are?"
Wang Liangyu was startled, and then realized that he still had the disguise spell cast by Yao Ji!
"I, Liangyu!" Wang Liangyu didn't let Yao Ji lift the spell. As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spat out four big words, "Introspection and caution."
I had seen it before and instantly recognized that the strange person in front of me was Wang Liangyu.
Because the four words "introspection and caution on independence" were exactly the words that he called out with his words when he first had a discussion with Wang Liangyu.
Zeng Shen knew about Wang Liangyu's current situation. After confirming it, he did not say anything and led Wang Liangyu towards the city.
"Zeng Shen, why are you at the city gate?" Wang Liangyu, who was standing behind, recalled the previous scene and asked curiously.
Zeng Shen glanced at all and lowered his voice and said: "Master Yan said that you are arriving today, and I have been specially ordered to come here to greet you!" After saying that, his eyes turned back and fell on Yao Ji, and the surprise in his eyes flashed away, "I must be here."
, this must be a man of God!"
Wang Liangyu looked astonished and looked at Zeng Shen in disbelief. Could this be calculated?
Not only Wang Liangyu, but also Yao Ji was surprised when he heard this.
Before Wang Liangyu could ask, Zeng Shen spoke first, shrugging his shoulders and saying, "Don't ask me, I can't understand it either!"
Wang Liangyu and Yao Ji looked at each other after hearing this, and heard something strange in Zeng Shen's next sentence.
"Long time no see, how are you, Master? Is everyone okay?" Knowing that this was not the time for a deep conversation, Wang Liangyu casually changed the subject and asked.
Hearing this, Zeng Shen let out a long sigh and lamented: "The year before last, Boyu passed away, and last year, Ziyuan also passed away. Master was deeply affected and overly sad." As he spoke, he exhaled with a bitter look on his face and said, "Xishao
After receiving Lin, the Master bluntly said, 'My way is poor,' and then he stopped compiling the Spring and Autumn Annals!"
Wang Liangyu had a dull look on his face, and his whole body was stunned.
Boyu is Kong Li, the only son of Confucius.
Ziyuan was Yan Hui, Confucius's favorite disciple.
The two passed away one after another, and the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. For Confucius, an old man who was over seventy years old, it was really a huge blow.
"That's wrong!" While thinking wildly, Wang Liangyu suddenly realized that this is a world of immortals and gods. Both Kong Li and Yan Hui have inherited Confucianism and have profound cultivation. How can they be dead at such a young age?
Seemingly seeing Wang Liangyu's puzzled look, Zeng Shen looked bitter and shook his head and said: "The two senior brothers left in such a hurry, we don't even know why!" After a pause, he added softly, "Ask.
Master, Master only said, this is destiny!"
"Destiny?" Wang Liangyu muttered, his eyes a little more confused.