Chapter 462 The Graveyard of the Last Civilization
The old woman was killed by Feng Xiaobing, and her reason for killing was very simple. She was helping Lin Xue kill someone.
Although Lin Xue did not kill the old woman on the snow cliff, it was obvious that Lin Xue hated the old woman, so the old woman was like a thorn in Lin Xue's heart.
If this wooden thorn will fall off on its own soon, Feng Xiaobing will naturally not bother to care about it. But if this wooden thorn wants to take root, grow and even become a big tree, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking.
Lin Xue is her junior sister and the owner of the Tianhan Jue Body. So the Ice and Snow Palace will belong to Lin Xue from now on, and the Far North Snow Region will also belong to Lin Xue from now on. And since these are Lin Xue's, then in the world of ice and snow,
There shouldn't be such a thorn.
Lin Xue hates old women, so no matter what identity the old woman has or what contribution she has made to the Ice and Snow Palace, even if she is about to become a saint, she can only die!
Her junior sister is young and kind-hearted and doesn't want to kill anyone. She doesn't know how to get rid of her own inner demons and how to do it more conducive to her own practice, so she helps her junior sister kill people and do things that her junior sister doesn't want to do.
This is Feng Xiaobing's principle, and it is also the responsibility she should shoulder as a senior sister.
The snow on the ground of Tianji Mountain thickens from time to time, and is reduced from time to time due to the strong wind. In this monotonous repetition, I don’t know how many days have passed. And the old woman’s body turned into a handful of snow-like
The white ash, I don’t know where it has drifted to...
Lin Xue practiced in peace, but in her spare time, she heard from the ears of ordinary disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace that the old woman had died.
This is undoubtedly news that everyone in the Ice and Snow Palace can accept. No one will doubt anything, including Lin Xue. She just feels more relieved and calm in her heart.
Some people have died, so certain things will naturally fade a lot, and people who think about those things will naturally be much calmer. The old woman died because of the original battle at Wolong Mountain, which left a mark in Lin Xue's heart.
It brings an end to the past.
So she forgets the past and looks forward to a new future five years from now.
But no one in this world knew that the old woman did not die at the end of her life, but was killed by Feng Xiaobing himself at the moment when she was about to enter the holy realm.
In order to allow a seventeen-year-old girl to practice more peacefully, she does not hesitate to kill her descendants who are about to enter the holy realm. This kind of price may be incomprehensible and unacceptable to many people in the world, and even
I feel it's not worth it.
But Feng Xiaobing felt that it was worth it, because in her eyes, compared with Lin Xue, compared with the long-cherished wish of 40,000 years, all people and things are not worth mentioning.
The wishes of saints are undoubtedly grand, and grand wishes often require many victims. Therefore, saints are used to sacrifices, life and death, and their hearts are indifferent and cold. Feng Xiaobing in the far north snowy area once watched helplessly.
This was the case with the two Star Soul Saints in the Wolong Mountain battle, and it was also the case with Master Liansheng when he traveled to the northwest.
Only the young girls who are not deeply involved in the world, who only live according to their own wishes and only want to live for themselves, are still practicing under the witness of the saints...
In the high and cold cave of Tianji Mountain, Lin Xue is practicing. Under the waterfall and pool of Wolong Mountain, Qin Feng is also practicing. He is practicing in order to meet each other again, and he is practicing in order to explore the mysterious cemetery...
...
"The cemetery has not been opened for a long time, and it has not been opened for a long time. Why should it be opened at this time!" On an island in the vast East China Sea, a middle-aged Taoist said angrily.
"You should feel lucky because of this. At least you have only seen that door now, but have never stepped into it." The monk wrapped in a worn monk's robe next to the Taoist said.
"Do you know that as long as I take this step, Taoist Master, I can transcend the mortal world and become a saint? But now in order to go to the cemetery, I have to hold it in and wait for another five years!" The Taoist said in a somewhat unhappy tone, because the holy realm was clearly there.
In front of him, he had to forcibly restrain himself from taking that step. This was undoubtedly a kind of torture for a genius who had practiced for less than a hundred years but was already close to becoming a saint.
But even though this was torture, the expression on the Taoist's face was obviously filled with a smile that could not be concealed.
The old monk wearing an old monk's robe did not speak, but gently opened his slightly closed eyes. The powerful breath that had been suppressed for an unknown period of time shook off a few dust on the monk's robe.
The old Taoist suddenly burst into laughter: "Of course, I, who saw the door, am still very lucky compared to you, who has already arrived in front of the door, but has to sit down and practice Zen for eight years."
The middle-aged Taoist's laughter was hearty, or he was in a good mood from the beginning! Suppressing his own practice and forcibly controlling himself not to take that step is indeed very tortured. But as long as he can take the step
Cemetery, no matter how much hard work and high price you pay, it is definitely worth it!
"Since the young monk can discipline himself with a Zen mind and sit for eight years without taking that step or thinking about that step, he can naturally continue to wait for another five years. But fellow Taoist, don't make a mistake because you are too happy.
Once you enter the holy realm, you will never regret it." The monk looked at the Taoist calmly and slowly recited the Buddha's name.
"Haha, if you make a mistake, you will be hated forever. If you make a mistake, you will enter the holy realm. This is really a wonderful era!" The middle-aged Taoist thought that he had practiced hard for nearly a hundred years just to enter the holy realm. Thinking that the holy realm is ahead of him at this moment,
But he did not go to the holy realm, and couldn't help but laugh a little maniacally: "People who can survive in this era are very lucky people. But at this moment, we who are close to becoming saints are undoubtedly even more lucky people and have more opportunities.
people!"
Chance, there are many people in the world who do not believe in chance, and there are also many people who believe in chance. The middle-aged Taoist man originally did not believe in chance, but now he believes in chance. Because in his opinion, the cemetery will be opened in five years, and he is about to become a saint at this time.
, and has not become a saint, this means that he is destined to become the most powerful person under the saint, and is destined to become one of the most powerful warriors in the cemetery. This is his chance!
This island was originally nameless, but it became famous because of the arrival of a monk twenty years ago, called Escapism. They were originally Nirvana peak warriors, and they were not far from the holy land! But they learned in advance that the cemetery was about to be opened.
And escape from the world! Because they don't want to fight, don't want to get into any disputes, or even practice. They just want to wait quietly for the opening of the mysterious cemetery.
And among the middle-aged Taoist's laughter, among the monk's seemingly calm but difficult-to-conceal smile, and on the mainland outside the refuge island, at the same time, there are countless strong men who have just set foot in the holy realm, sighing and lamenting, as if
Like a poor scholar who lost the money to go to Beijing to take the exam. And I don’t know how many amazing geniuses are heartbroken because they are too young, too weak, and because they cannot enter Nirvana within five years. They are as sad as their dead lovers.
Sad...
"The ancient cemetery was opened a little early." In Kongsang Mountain, Li Xinghun rarely took care of his own small medicine field. He sat honestly in a room with Liu Xing and Aji who didn't know how many thousand they had.
In a stone chamber that has not been opened in years.
As powerful saints, their communication in the past was naturally not limited by their respective locations. In fact, their communication in the past was usually through their minds and through the most mysterious and unpredictable breath of heaven and earth.
exchange. So at some point, Li Anhun
It seems that he is taking care of the medicine field, but in fact he may be talking to Liu Xing about the charm of a certain woman outside the mountain through his own mind. Liu Xing seems to be sleeping on a stone, but he may also be talking about the stars in the sky with Li Anhun.
A few changes have occurred, and something wonderful has happened somewhere in the world...
However, the content of those conversations were, after all, just trivial matters outside of practice. When faced with real major events, they were still more accustomed to sitting face to face and talking together.
"It's a given that the cemetery will be opened every five thousand years. So we can't say that the cemetery opened too early. It can only be said that the seeds appeared too late. Compared with the wish, reality is a bit unsatisfactory." Liu Xing raised his head and took a look.
The mural in the cave said rather helplessly.
The so-called seeds are naturally people without martial spirits and without shackles. They are the same people as the previous civilization. Therefore, they are seeds, the scarce seeds left over from the previous civilization...
The so-called cemetery is actually a cemetery that the strong men of the previous civilization built for themselves in their final despair. It is said that there are many unknown secrets hidden in the cemetery, as well as unimaginable treasures.
But what are those secrets and what are those real treasures, no one knows yet. Five thousand years ago, Liu Xing was lucky enough to set foot in a cemetery once again, and was extremely lucky to get a fragment of astrology to avoid misfortunes. From then on,
He has achieved the reputation of being the best fortune teller in the mainland.
But is a mere volume of astrology a real treasure? Maybe it is, but it’s not. Because besides Liu Xing, there are other people who have obtained all kinds of weird things. Those things may be considered part of the treasure, but they are not.
Definitely not the most important treasure... Because since the cemetery has existed, no one has ever been able to walk to the end of the cemetery, and no one has ever known what is hidden at the end of the cemetery...
Aji suddenly smiled and said: "There is Gu Ran vitality looming in the far south. It must be that the seeds of the ancient elves are about to awaken. At the same time, the purest Tianhan Jue body of the Ice and Snow line has also appeared again and begun to
Practicing magic in the far north! Plus the people from that river..."
At this point, Aji's smile suddenly became a little thicker: "They are all the seeds left by the previous civilization, and the cemetery of the previous civilization was opened according to the weather and because of them! So, these are them
The opportunity! Why should we worry?"
"Yes, the cemetery is the last remaining place of the previous civilization. For the seeds, it was originally their home. No one can make it to the end in the cemetery, but the wanderers who return home never get lost. So.
As long as they enter the cemetery, they are destined to reach the end." Liu Xing said after thinking for a moment.
"Having said that, we need messengers to protect the flowers, and old farmers like me are needed in the medicinal fields. If the wanderers returning home are too weak, they always need to be protected by guards, otherwise they will be easily killed by bandits blocking the road." Li An.
Hun patted the dust on his body and said.
"Then let's recruit talents." Aji looked at Liu Xing, then at Li Anhun, and added: "Let's do it in your name. After all, you two are at least better than my reputation in the world.
Be louder."
After hearing this, Liu Xing and Li Anhun looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly, because they both knew very well that they were afraid that in the next five years, they would never be able to live as lazy and casual a life as before.