In the misty mountains, Qian Wu was constantly avoiding Shenxu's people while going deep into Shenxu.
He was going to inform the ancestor of Qinglian and let him know that someone from Shenxu was coming.
After several days of hiding and rushing, he was cautious for fear of being discovered.
Finally, we broke through the siege and arrived near the creek.
"In order to rush here, I have been on tenterhooks these past few days, but there are all vain people outside. They claim that eighteen saints have come. This lineup is enough to sweep this place."
He couldn't help but sigh, and didn't even want to come over, but many of the laws of Qinglian's ancestor were still in his body.
If this person accidentally detonates it, he will be finished.
So he had no choice but to rush over and inform the ancestor.
"We're close. We're right in front. Speed up. The people from Shenxu outside may be here in less than an hour."
He gritted his teeth and kept moving forward. Finally, he saw the creek from a distance and smiled.
"The ancestor of Qinglian..." he shouted with some fear.
It originally only took half a day's journey to get here, but after wandering around in the fog, avoiding enemies, fearing being discovered by other saints, and being surrounded by eighteen saints, it took him several days to get here.
"Qian Wu, you came just in time. I have something to ask you." Wang Shuo said.
"Ancestor, you... oh, how long has it been? Are you still in the mood to ask questions? Do you know that the godless people are outside? Eighteen of the saints alone came, and the others killed three corpses.
Quasi-sage, there are hundreds of people...why do you still have the heart to sit around?" Qian Wu said eagerly.
If it weren't for Wang Shuo's laws in his body and his life and death were not under his control, he would have escaped long ago.
"You mean, there are eighteen more saints coming from Shenxu?" Wang Shuo's eyes flashed, and he actually showed a little excitement.
Looking at that look, Qian Wu thought he had seen it wrong. Was it... excitement? What the hell? This look shouldn't appear at this time, right?
"That's it... didn't Shenxu come here a few days ago? Eighteen saints came here under three-color clouds. There were countless masters inside." Qian Wu started to make gestures, hoping that Wang Shuo would evacuate here quickly.
Take shelter from the limelight for a while.
Wang Shuo shook his head helplessly: "You're late."
"Are you late? Eighteen saints have already discovered this place? Or... you have been captured?" Qian Wu was dumbfounded and stood there, completely confused.
Yin Rou'er had already heard what Wang Shuo said, she blinked quickly and said with a smile: "Hee hee, you are late, but you were not captured by the saint, but those eighteen saints were all killed."
"Killed? Who was killed? Is there any strong man?" Qian Wu asked.
"The eighteen people I killed were okay, but they were too few." Wang Shuo shook his head.
Phew~
Isn’t this enough? Eighteen saints, do you think they are eighteen clay Bodhisattvas?
No wonder he could still feel some of the saint's breath when he first came in, but gradually he couldn't feel it anymore.
He thought these saints had gone deep into the fog. Who would have thought... that they would all be killed by Wang Shuo?
"Okay, these are just small things. Let me ask you, do you know about a legend from two hundred thousand years ago about a woman..." Wang Shuo asked.
Qian Wu scratched his head. He had not yet recovered from the shock. After being silent for a long time, he finally accepted the fact that all eighteen saints were killed by Wang Shuo.
At the same time, I was secretly worried. Is this person a quasi-sage? The eighteen saints killed him immediately, but they still responded: "I don't know much about what happened two hundred thousand years ago, but I once
I saw it in a miscellaneous book..."
"About 200,000 years ago, a woman did appear near Nanshan. If it is a legend, there is only one legend from that time period."
"Oh? So you know." Wang Shuo said.
"I know something..." Qian Wu continued with a wry smile: "Two hundred thousand years ago, it was said that a girl came to the village. She couldn't speak. She was like a mute. She sat at the door of the Yu family every day. Later, she was still a member of the Yu family.
See how pitiful she is and adopt her..."
"But I don't know what happened. One day, because of the disappearance of a member of the Yu family, the girl suddenly went crazy and started killing. Everyone who could be seen with the naked eye died in the girl's hands."
"Later, the girl killed Shenxu indiscriminately, killed countless saints in a row, turned into a green-faced and fanged monster, and was sealed in the sacred mountain by Shenxu, but this is just a legend."
After Qian Wu finished speaking, he exhaled.
Legends should not be taken seriously. After all, it only needs someone to modify it and then spread it, and the legend can easily be changed.
As for whether the girl from that time existed or whether she was killed by Shenxu, no one knows.
What's more, the Yu family never provoked Shenxu back then, right?
"Monster!"
Hearing this word, Wang Shuo fell into a brief silence. Yaochi turned into a monster?
And when she came to the village, she had already lost consciousness? So what had she experienced before?
If she was really sealed in the sacred mountain, it's no wonder that there are very few legends about her in this world...
Every time Yao Chi leaves a photo of himself, he is always in a graceful and graceful posture, and he is proud of the courage of many saints.
But... maybe that's just the side that Yaochi wants to see for herself, but what about the side that Yaochi doesn't want to see for herself?
When you are injured, when you are hunted.
In the face of many dangers, when life and death are uncertain.
These... Yaochi has never said anything.
In those photos, nothing too dangerous or difficult to deal with happened.
She has experienced a lot, but a lot of it she has not talked about.
Maybe... all she wanted to show Wang Shuo was her relaxed side, not her dangerous side.
She... didn't want Wang Shuo to worry.
Thinking of this, Wang Shuo's mood was a little complicated for no reason. If Yaochi was really suppressed in the sacred mountain of Shenxu, he would have to go to Shenxu for a trip.
Shenxu captured people from the Yu family back then. Wang Shuo suspected that this was more true. Whether it was then or now, Shenxu... was always staring at this place.
What is the reason for this? All this can only be answered by going to Shenxu.