Fang Lin took the Corpse Emperor Pill and walked out of the depths of the cave. He saw the thousand-year corpse ginseng that was absorbing the corpse energy here, and also saw the green-haired corpse king that had turned into a ball of ashes.
Outside the cave, the magic circle has disappeared. The old man is kneeling on the ground with a dazed expression. His whole person is lifeless. There is only a moment left.
"Boy, are there any good things down there?" Millennium Corpse Ginseng looked at Fang Lin with gleaming eyes and asked.
Fang Lin didn't say anything, and directly threw the three Jiyin Stones and the Corpse Emperor Pill to the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.
When the Millennium Corpse saw the Corpse Emperor Pill and the Extreme Yin Stone, his eyes almost popped out of his head. He held these things in his arms and smiled not too happily.
Fang Lin walked out of Jiyin Cave and came to the old man.
Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng also followed out and scolded the old man: "You blind old thing, you still want to plot against us? Now that I have come out intact, the Corpse Emperor Pill is also with me. Are you? Not very angry?"
The old man raised his head and stared blankly at Millennium Corpse Ginseng and Fang Lin, especially the Corpse Emperor Pill in Millennium Corpse Ginseng's hand.
"Mistress..." The old man's lips trembled slightly. The Corpse Emperor Pill was here, but the woman in white did not appear. The result was obvious. The mistress he had protected for so many years had completely disappeared.
Fang Lin looked at the old man indifferently, and he couldn't say how much he hated him. Although he had plotted against himself and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng, and wanted to kill him with the help of the green-haired corpse king in the Jiyin Cave, but he did so. He was just afraid that he and the Millennium Corpse Consultant were plotting the Corpse Emperor Pill.
If Fang Lin were this old man, he would probably be like the old man and get rid of anyone who has any ideas about the Corpse Emperor Pill, so that he can feel at ease.
"Is there anything else you want to say?" Fang Lin asked.
The old man showed a sad smile: "Have you met the master and mistress?"
Fang Lin nodded.
When the old man heard this, his smile became even wider, as if he had let go of a big stone in his heart, and completely cut off the vitality that had supported him for so many years.
"Master and mistress finally meet each other. The old man has been holding on until now just for this day, and now he can finally let go." The old man said, his eyes completely dimmed, and his body gradually began to collapse.
For great immortals, once their lifespan is exhausted, their Qi and blood begin to dry up, and eventually their bodies collapse and their souls die along with their bodies.
The old man in front of him had reached the moment of death and his body began to collapse.
It was precisely because he knew that the old man would die that Fang Lin did not take action against him.
"Master, Mistress, I will follow you after my death." The old man spoke with difficulty, and the flesh on his face turned into dust and peeled off bit by bit.
At this moment, the old man seemed to see all the past, and saw the scene he remembered most clearly in his life.
He was kicked out by a large sect at the age of thirteen or fourteen and was helpless.
When he almost froze to death in the ice and snow, a warm flame appeared in front of his eyes, driving away the cold and extending his life.
"Boy, follow me. Although I wander around like you, at least if you follow me, you won't freeze to death." This was the first time the old man heard the voice of Emperor Yan, which was gentle and yet unruly.
In the light of the fire, the old man saw the face of Emperor Yan when he was young. At that moment, the old man decided to follow this man throughout his life and never leave him.
"A Feng, help me protect the law, I want to retreat."
"Good master."
"This tiger looks delicious. Ah Feng, go and catch it."
"Good master."
"This little girl is so beautiful. I have decided to marry her."
"The master is wise!"
"I'm leaving. Ah Feng, you stay here and guard her for me."
"A Feng is waiting for the master to come back!"
"A Feng, that's my name." The old man whispered, his eyes regained their vitality, as if he had seen something.
With a warm smile, the old man turned into a pile of dust.
Fang Lin remained silent. With a wave of his hand, the dust dispersed and floated in all directions.
Boom! ! ! !
With a loud noise, the Jiyin Cave that had existed for many years collapsed, burying everything here.
"Why did this cave collapse just because it collapsed? I still want to stay in there for a while." Millennium Corpse Ginseng had a look of pity on his face. Apparently, the majestic corpse aura in the Jiyin Cave made him reluctant to leave.
Fang Lin didn't feel it was a pity. During this trip to Ghost Mountain, he had already obtained the Corpse Emperor Pill and the Extreme Yin Stone. The Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng could be improved a lot this time.
Just the conversation he had with Yanhuang always made Fang Lin feel uneasy. Although the information Yanhuang revealed to Fang Lin was not much, it was still very crucial.
The Supreme Temple is not that simple. What on earth is Wu Zun Mo Shouhei going to do
And what exactly is the so-called great catastrophe? Who is the person who silently bears everything? Are they his parents
The mysteries in Fang Lin's mind came one after another. Although he knew a lot more than before, the real mystery had never been revealed.
Looking back at the collapsed Jiyin Cave, Fang Lin exhaled and erected a tombstone in front of the Jiyin Cave. On it was written the tomb where Emperor Yan and his wife were buried together.
"Let's go, it's time to go back to the Tiantian Temple." Fang Lin said to the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.
At this moment, Fang Lin and the Millennium Corpse Ginseng left the Ghost Mountain Blood Lake and returned to the Tiantian Temple.
After the two left, three figures fell one after another on the silent ghost mountain.
When the three of them saw the situation here, they all looked a little unhappy.
"It's too late." The bald young monk clasped his hands together with a look of regret on his face.
"This tombstone looks like it was newly erected." Qin Guanyue, who was wearing Taoist uniform, frowned and stared at the tombstone that Fang Lin had erected in front of Jiyin Cave not long ago.
"It's too late. I don't expect to find the eighth ancient flame god lamp anyway." Yin Wuyan said casually, bored, kicking the gravel on the ground with his feet.
"The Ancient Flame God Lamp has not been found, but the roots of the demon tree must be brought back." Qin Guanyue said.
The three of them came to the blood lake and saw the blood lake that had dried up.
"Sure enough, this ancient magic tree is dead." The bald little monk said.
"I don't know what the purpose of those old antiques asking us to bring back this tree root?" Yin Wuyan curled his lips and said, obviously not happy about sneaking into the land of the Nine Kingdoms to do business this time.
"Seniors, of course they have their plans, we just need to follow them." Qin Guanyue smiled and took out a white bottle, which was the Yuntian Treasure Vase that Fang Lin once obtained.
"Take it!" Qin Guanyue urged the Yuntian Treasure Vase and put the roots of the demon tree and a large piece of soil directly into the treasure vase.
"Let's go!" The three of them succeeded and could stay away from this place.
ps: The fourth update is here, eat, eat, continue tomorrow, and strive to go to bed early and get up early every day. . . (.)