Seeing that he was not moving, Mu Changting reached out to him to pull him up, tilting his head slightly, as if asking him why he was in a daze. His eyes are clear and bright, like sunlight that can penetrate into people's hearts warmly.
Xing Yusheng seemed to be scalded, lowered his eyes hastily, and got up by himself.
Mu Changting didn't care, he withdrew his hand, and took the lead to walk inside.
The corridor is not as dark as imagined, the more you go inside, the more things you can see. A heat wave hit the surface one after another, and even most of the clothes on my body were dried unconsciously.
At the end, the line of sight opened up.
There is a huge pit valley in front of them, and the place where they are is just one of the many entrances to the pit valley. The valley was densely filled with swords, and the fiery red magma slowly flowed in the veins, and finally gathered under the huge broadsword in the center of the valley, and then penetrated into the sword body along the strange lines on the broadsword, and then disappeared.
The broad sword was about half the height of the valley, and thick chains hung down from all directions, firmly tied to the hilt.
... This is a sword mound!
Mu Changting looked up at the huge broadsword in the center, and couldn't help admiring, even though the sword was full of devilish energy, it couldn't hide the fact that it was a peerless sword.
The swords full of pits and valleys are inserted here upside down, and the warm-raised sword spirit exists only to support it, and I don't know who came up with the idea.
It seemed that the sabers they had just been sucked away were all here.
Mu Changting frowned and said, "There are so many swords, is there any way you can find your sword?"
Xing Yusheng looked around and said in a low voice, "I'll try." Putting his index finger and middle finger together, he turned his wrist, and a summoning spell formed on his chest, and spiritual power overflowed from his fingertips.
In the silent and silent place of the sword mound, suddenly there was the sound of the clanging and screaming of the sword body, as if the whole body was trembling during the fierce struggle, but soon, the resistance was suppressed, and the deathly tranquility was restored.
Xing Yusheng opened his eyes again, and his eyes turned cold: "I can't summon, I'm trapped to death."
Mu Changting pointed to the center of the sword mound: "Let's go over there and have a look. The sound seems to be coming from under the broad sword."
There are four stone bridges connecting the center of the valley, and the two of them stepped on one of them. As soon as they stepped on it, the soles of their feet felt as if they were about to melt. Mu Changting jumped up in an instant, jumped back to the spot, and screamed in pain: "It's scalding! It's scalding! This is not walking on a stone bridge, it's simply stepping on a brazier!"
Xing Yusheng pondered: "The temperature here is very high, but the sword is inserted here and nothing happens. It is obvious that it has been casted. Moreover, if you look at the entrances of these caves, there are entire pits and valleys. Maybe not all of them are at the bottom of the lake."
Mu Changting nodded and said with a smile, "Maybe we entered another teleportation circle through the vortex."
Xing Yusheng hesitated and said, "You mean...we're not in Mount Yiyi now?"
Mu Changting said: "That's right, think about it, that lake is only so big, how could there be such a big pit hidden in it?"
Xing Yusheng gave a "hmm", and Mu Changting said again: "In short, let's get your sword back first."
Since there is no way to walk directly by two feet, we can only rely on flying.
The two raised their spirits and flew towards the center. Because the distance was too far, the middle inevitably fell to the ground. They stepped on the stone bridge on tiptoe and jumped under the broad sword with their strength.
Fortunately, in the center of the sword mound, the temperature of the feet is not as high as that of the outer periphery.
Xing Yusheng saw his startling salamander sword at a glance. He walked two steps closer and was about to pull it out. Just as his hand touched the hilt, the blade lightened slightly, and he suddenly froze there, motionless.
Mu Changting waited for a long while, then realized something was wrong, and quickly walked over to call him twice, but Xing Yusheng still kept the action just now, without any reaction. Mu Changting's heart tightened, and he walked around in front of him, waving his hands in front of his eyes.
Xing Yusheng's eyes were wide open, as if he had lost his soul, and his body was as stiff as a puppet.
Mu Changting frowned and looked at his movements, wondering in his heart, could it be the reason for this sword
Mu Changting took a deep breath, walked over and grabbed the startling salamander sword, and was about to pull it out with all his strength, when the light waves on the sword body froze, and his whole body froze as if electrified. Then, his consciousness sank to the ground, as if he had crashed into a cloud of fog .
His throat seemed to be tightly choked, and Mu Changting sat up gasping for breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself on an altar with crowds of people standing under it.
An old man in a black witch robe stood in front of the altar, offering a stick of incense to the heaven and the earth, turned around, and said slowly to the young girls standing under the altar: "Cultivation asked, top-notch climbers , There is no one in a million! Divine divination, insight into the past, the rise and fall of our family is the result of your body!"
... Is this a spirit witch? Mu Changting looked at her in surprise.
Spirit witches have been extinct for a long time, and most of them are women. They have always been a relatively mysterious identity in the practice of Taoism. The world respects and fears the lineage of spirit witches. They are born with powerful power and are good at divination and prediction, and they can often influence the rise and fall of a family or even an entire dynasty.
At the same time, it is also because they have leaked too many secrets, and most of them have a short lifespan.
So gradually, fewer and fewer people practiced this way, and even disappeared from the world.
Mu Changting's jaw dropped in shock. It's rare to see a spirit witch here, let alone such an old spirit witch!
He suddenly appeared on the altar, thinking that it would cause a sensation, but everyone seemed to have not seen him, and went their own way very naturally.
The boys and girls came to the stage one by one, half knelt down, and the spirit witch touched their tops, and then made a few comments.
Mu Changting's gaze fell on the last boy who came on stage. He was about eleven years old. The appearance is like the only bright color in the darkness, which can attract everyone's attention at once.
Mu Changting ran over and spoke to him with little hope: "Xing Yusheng! Do you still recognize me!"
The young man kept his eyes straight and passed by.
Mu Changting pulled him subconsciously, his hand touched his body, but went straight through.
Even though Mu Changting was mentally prepared, he was still in a daze. Could it be that I fell into Xing Yusheng's memories
The young boy half-kneeled down, lowered his eyes, the spirit witch placed his old hands on top of his head, and suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. There was a chill in the cloudy eyes, and Mu Changting couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart. Hurry up, just listen to her coldly say: "You were born in a cloudy year! Why did no one report it!"
The crowd under the altar was commotion, a man and a woman looked worriedly at the young boy on the stage, just about to go up, a middle-aged man said a few words according to them, and hurried up.
He saluted, wiped the cold sweat off his face, and said tremblingly: "Forgive me, Chief Wu, you were seriously injured before, and you have been in seclusion for twelve years. When this son was born, we have no way to report, let alone Dare to disturb your rest at will."
The spirit witch closed his eyes, struck the ground with his crutches, and sighed: "Forget it, it's God's will! This son is born to be lonely, so he shouldn't stay in the clan, otherwise the clan will be exterminated! Exile or death, you are Sovereign, it's up to you to decide."
Little Xing Yusheng kept his head down and didn't say a word. When he looked carefully, he could find that his shoulders were trembling slightly.
Mu Changting was about to take two steps towards him, when the screen changed, he was suddenly in a room.
The woman's weeping came from behind the bead curtain: "No! I will never let them execute Sheng'er! He was born by me, and it should be my fault for his fate. Let them execute me, let him go!" Let’s pass Sheng’er! He’s still a child!”
Mu Changting opened the bead curtain and walked in. A man with a stern face leaned over and hugged his wife. Although his demeanor was cold and distant, his movements were extremely gentle, and he said firmly, "Don't be afraid, Sheng'er will be fine. Walk."
The woman raised her head from his arms, her beauty was like pear blossoms blooming in the courtyard, and Xing Yusheng's appearance combined the strengths of the two husband and wife, making her even more stunning.
"You mean..." the woman choked up with tears in her eyes, "Our family of three broke away from the clan?"
The man nodded, stared at her affectionately, and said in a low voice: "Exactly, Tong'er wish?"
The woman's tears flowed more fiercely: "Where is your husband going, Tong'er will definitely follow, but the Xing family is where you grew up, so you left the clan, have you ever thought about the consequences?"
The man actually smiled slightly, wiped away her tears, and said softly: "My parents are gone, and now my eldest brother is in charge. It doesn't matter if I'm here or not. Besides, there is nothing more important than your mother and child."
Suddenly there was a muffled sound outside the door, the two couples were startled, and they hurriedly chased them out.
Mu Changting ran out after him, and Xing Yusheng's familiar figure flashed past the corner of the corridor. The bloodstain left on the door frame was shocking, Mu Changting pursed his lips, and gently stroked his fingers over the bloodstain.
The picture changed again, and the three of them stood in front of the closed gate of Xing's house, carrying simple bags on their backs. The wound on Xing Yusheng's hand was obviously bandaged. At this moment, he lowered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fundus of his eyes was even more black. The woman gently touched his head, and said softly: "Sheng'er, let's go."
The boy who had always been taciturn clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
The woman smiled: "Silly boy."
She glanced back at her husband who was equally cold and arrogant. The man understood, stepped forward, and said to the young man who was full of self-blame and guilt, "I ask you, why do you practice Taoism?"
Without hesitation, the young man said, "Kill demons and subdue demons, and benefit the world."
The man nodded, and said again: "The birds, beasts, monsters and ghosts depicted in the book, don't you want to see it with your own eyes? Jianghu is very big, so don't stick to the Xing family's world. A man should roam the Jianghu. Everything has a bad side. , naturally has a good side, you know?"
The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he said respectfully: "My child understands, thank you for your teaching."
Mu Changting smiled slightly, he was in a good mood, and couldn't help being happy.
He happily circled Xing Yusheng twice, and then followed Xing Yusheng's forward steps, walking backward step by step.
The sun pushed through the clouds and mist to reveal the face, and the gentle morning light fell on the family of three who were talking and laughing along the way, which looked extraordinarily warm.