A figure wearing a green shirt landed on the outskirts of the Phoenix clan's territory.
The mountains are still the same mountains, but the trees are not the same trees. Time has passed, and there have been some changes here.
But Wang Shuo still felt very familiar with this place. Returning here gave him a warm feeling.
I couldn't help but feel a little funny when I remembered that the first thing I did after I was born was to build a palace so that I could have a place to live and settle down.
After being away for so long, I finally came back. I wonder how this girl Xiaohuo is doing? As the Phoenix Master, the Supreme of the Phoenix Clan, she should be very comfortable, right?
He walked in step by step, walking among the mountains and fields of the Phoenix Clan's territory, admiring the familiar scenery.
The only difference is that this place is no longer what it was before, filled with flames, full of life, and full of greenery everywhere.
As he walked deeper inside, he gradually felt something strange.
His footsteps stopped, and there was a pool of blood on the ground. It was red, dazzling, and smelled of blood.
You can still vaguely recognize it from the broken body. This is the body of a phoenix...
Just like that, abandoned in the mountains and wilderness.
The body of the Phoenix, one of the three great innate beings in the prehistoric times and one of the three strongest races at present, was actually left here like this.
This is obviously not normal.
Seeing the mutilated body and the little blood stains on the ground, Wang Shuo's complexion gradually became ugly.
He continued to walk forward, and the further he went in, the more corpses there were, and the more blood... formed small streams of blood, like a scene of purgatory on earth, and he couldn't help but take a breath.
what happened?
Who did it?
His face turned cold and his eyes were cold.
We continued to move forward on foot, but the number of corpses in front of us was shocking.
In the Chaos Bell, the ancestors of Yin and Yang also saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha! The Phoenix clan is close to you, but you are a person who disobeys the way of heaven. Now even the way of heaven can't stand it. The Phoenix clan is divorced.
Destruction is not far away."
The words of Patriarch Yin Yang undoubtedly alerted Wang Shuo.
He had sinned against the law of heaven. The Phoenix clan was supposed to be prosperous, but until the great catastrophe of the three clans began, the Phoenix, who were the top creatures of the ancient world, suffered disaster in advance.
Is this related to the way of heaven?
He looked at the sky and sensed something somewhere.
He didn't say much, his face was solemn and his eyes were cold and scary.
When he came to a river, he saw a dying phoenix with broken wings.
This phoenix...
Wang Shuo has seen it, it seems to be Xiao Huo’s old team, named ‘Ah Lan’.
But A-Lan clearly still has a breath of life, so why didn’t anyone save her?
Wang Shuo walked over, knelt down, and transferred mana into her body to heal her injuries.
At the same time, he took out the Three Light Divine Water from the Chaos Bead and poured a drop into Alan's mouth.
The Three Lights Divine Water is known as the holy medicine for healing, and its reputation is not in vain. As soon as one drop of it was poured down, Alan's injuries began to heal at an alarming speed.
However, within a short time of burning incense, he had recovered as before and regained consciousness.
After waking up from a coma, Alan's first words were to shout: "Phoenix Master! Let's go quickly..."
That voiceless shout was her last loyal mission.
But when she saw her situation clearly and the person squatting next to her, she was stunned.
This person looks very familiar, very familiar.
That feeling of closeness is as if I have seen it before in the past.
After a long time, she recalled the information about this person and lost her voice: "Qinglian... Dao Ancestor..."
This is the name given to him by Western monks, and Alan still remembers it clearly.
"What's going on? Tell me about the situation here." Wang Shuo asked.
"Tao Ancestor...I'm sorry, we failed to protect Phoenix Master." Speaking of the situation here, Alan couldn't help but shed a few lines of tears.
Before she fell into coma, she and several sisters tried to stop the ancestral witches, but they were chased to this point. The remaining ancestral witches all went after the Phoenix Master.
Now I'm afraid it's going to be very bad.
"Tell me clearly what happened here." Wang Shuo frowned.
"My subordinate was injured in the battle with the Qilin clan and was arranged to recuperate around Fengshan. As a result, the Wu clan suddenly attacked and the entire Fengshan mountain was collapsed by Gonggong. The twelve ancestral witches joined forces and severely injured the Phoenix master. Finally,
Many Taoist friends from the West have come to help, but they don’t know whether Phoenix Master is alive or dead now," Alan said.
"Qilin? Witch Clan?"
Wang Shuo's face was gloomy and a little scary.
Without saying a word, he stood up and continued walking deeper.
When we arrived at Fengshan, it was already a ruin.
There are corpses of phoenixes and witches everywhere, as well as many monks. Are these the Western Taoist friends Alan mentioned?
He had preached in the West, and Western monks had received favors from him. If Wang Shuo had not sinned against Heaven, it would be normal for him to come to help. However, he had sinned against Heaven, and many Western monks still came to help him, which made him a little stunned.
At the same time, I also lamented that not everyone is a wolf-hearted person.
There were many corpses around and many familiar people.
Many of them were even hung on the rock wall and rotted into a ball.
You can vaguely see several new-born phoenixes lying on the dead phoenixes, constantly sending out compassion.
Along with a gust of wind, a fallen leaf was rolled up. On the fallen leaf, you can still see colorful blood spots, like plum blossoms reflected on it.
The wind is salty and smells like blood.
Wang Shuo clenched his fists and walked up to the collapsed Fengshan Mountain. The palace he built on it had been completely destroyed and turned into a piece of debris.
He walked to the side of the ruins, bent down and picked up a stone brick, with Wang Shuo's name clearly engraved on it, and the words 'When will you come back?' dotted below.
Was this written by Xiao Huo?
Wang Shuo thought and continued to pick up the next stone, which also had words on it.
"Miss you, long time no see."
"Where did you go? Why didn't you come back to see me?"
"It's so boring, practicing alone with no one to chat with."
"I've finished drinking your fruit wine, it's gone."
…
a lot of.
On every stone, there is a line of small words.
Wang Shuo looked at the ruins and felt a big stone pressing on his chest, making him breathless.
The hands holding the stone bricks were shaking a little.
An unprecedented anger filled his chest.
It felt like it would explode at any moment, and it was so oppressive and uncomfortable.
Ancestor Yin Yang, who had mocked Wang Shuo just now, sighed when he saw this scene and remained silent.
Alan, who was coming from behind, looked at Wang Shuo from a distance, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally did not dare to come forward to disturb him.
The day gradually became gloomy and it began to rain continuously.
Raindrops hit his face, and Wang Shuo raised his head. His eyes were faintly red, and bloodshot eyes gradually filled the whites of his eyes.