"It doesn't matter who falls on the head." Ye Yi suddenly laughed sarcastically, the black cloak was rolled up, and the gorgeous gold embroidery on the edge burned like a flame, "If the sky wants to chastise the world, it must first have something like Taoism Well, but God..."
"There is no way!"
Ye Yi's voice suddenly became sharper, and the sword light fluttered like cherry blossoms, and the stone steps outside the Jiuxuan Mountain Gate were suddenly enveloped by the sky-filled sword light.
When the light of the knife enveloped the entire long stone steps, the surrounding ghost fires "hushed" and turned from dots into prairie fires in a blink of an eye. There were countless tiny, mournful cries, as if the unjustly dead people in the underworld gathered together to cry.
The skeletal remains crawled out of the box. On the pale skull, the empty eye sockets suddenly became dark and deep like a black hole. The cry of ghosts seemed to vibrate even the air. When the light is swallowed by the will-o'-the-wisp, the feeling of trance and unreality like the overlapping of thousands of bones becomes stronger.
All dead.
The gathering of tens of thousands of corpses condenses the obsession, unwillingness, sadness and other emotions before death. A human skeleton is a hell on earth, a paradise on earth.
The man wearing the bamboo hat didn't seem to see the lights of the sabers, and he bowed again respectfully towards the skeleton.
"Soul, soul, soul, who is the one who restrains you?"
The man recited the eulogy from ancient times in an ancient and difficult language, his voice was vague, as if he had traveled through tens of thousands of years. The syllables are ancient and the tones are peculiar, with a sense of vigor and simplicity.
Sparks of faint blue flames were blown up by the strong wind and floated in the air. In the night, they suddenly turned into thousands of illusory figures. The long stone steps outside the Jiuxuan Branch suddenly became crowded, and countless ragged souls piled on top of each other—they were tens of thousands of remnants, dressed in brown clothes, their faces were either blurred or clear.
The chill penetrating into the bone marrow spread, and frost suddenly formed on the stone steps.
"Where do the dead go? The living are miserable!"
The man in the bamboo hat raised his voice, and finally he was no longer as calm as before, like a suppressed volcano, finally couldn't help but completely burst out its anger and hatred.
——70,000 in Qingzhou, 100,000 in Yongzhou, an unknown number traveling south, how can the souls of those who died in agony and despair in hunger return safely? If the person who died with hatred did not get the answer, he would be under hell and could not rest in peace. The dying people are struggling to survive, just to find an answer for them!
Pale light appeared in the empty eye sockets of the skeleton. The blue flames covered the entire body section by section, and finally the entire skeleton burned.
Even with Ye Yi's cultivation, he felt a soul-deep chill. Those overlapping remnants opened their eyes amidst the sound of the ancient eulogy, and surged up like a tide. They tried to drag Ye Yi into the underground Huangquan together.
Because of the existence of thousands of people's bones, the power of tens of thousands of remnants of souls gathered together, even the space became vaguely distorted, and the sound of devil crying was shrill and shrill.
"The ceremony of the ancient sacrifice, you are a member of the bereaved family."
Facing tens of thousands of remnant souls, Ye Yi showed no surprise on his face, he spoke calmly, and the knife in his hand kept ringing.
The man in the bamboo hat didn't answer, he continued to bow to the skeleton, his voice turned sad.
"Come back, come back, I follow you like a shadow."
"Go, go, go, all the time."
The eulogy of the ancient sacrifice ceremony is extremely strange, and the weird syllable seems to contain powerful power. When it is read from the mouth of the man in the bamboo hat, it resonates with the heaven and the earth. The savage power has been drawn from the bygone era.
At this moment, Bingzhou City was suddenly silent.
The chickens and dogs were silent, the watchmen trembled, and no one dared to speak.
Almost as long as they are alive, they all feel a kind of fear that rolls up from the depths of their memory-it is the fear left by their ancestors, the fear of the ruler of the prehistoric.
Thousands of remnant souls suddenly became violent, their figures almost distorted, and their resentment almost condensed into a viscous substance. In addition to that obscure power from the wild, even with Ye Yi's cultivation base, they had no choice but to use it. Resist with all your strength. If someone whose strength was slightly lower than his was standing here, his spiritual consciousness would have been severely injured by this time, and his soul would be permanently injured.
Facing the tens of thousands of ghost souls commanded by the ten thousand skeletons and the vibrating and distorted space, Ye Yi suddenly laughed.
"The survivors are still the survivors."
He laughed loudly, with contempt and arrogance.
"In the end, I still seek the blessings of my ancestors like a coward!"
Ye Yi's voice sounded like thunder, and the distorted space trembled slightly with the eulogy of the man in the bamboo hat. The dark fluctuations caused by the ancient ritual were actually faintly interrupted by his casual ridicule.
—I am too old to draw a knife.
Before Bailishu left, Ye Yi once said this to him.
However, at this moment, he is like a young man, showing his sharpness, laughing and cursing, wanton and arrogant.
Ye Yi's cloak rolled, and no one knew how many knives he had made at that moment. The light of the knives flew away like falling cherry blossoms again. He danced, the cloak flew, and the gold silk embroidery on the edge resembled The flames burning fiercely in the dark night were so bright that they overwhelmed the blue will-o'-the-wisps.
Seeing Ye Yi at this moment, no one would believe what he claimed to be "very old"!
Such a beautiful knife danced in his hand, and every swirling light of the knife carried a domineering killing intent. He was clearly wielding the saber on the spot, but the light of the saber filled the sky and the earth, wherever the will-o'-the-wisp covered, the light of the saber accompanied him.
The light of the knife is like a long stream of stars.
The great river poured down, and the fire annihilated.
On Wufeng, the branch of Jiuxuan, an elder in a black robe sat cross-legged on the roof of the house of the disciples of Jiuxuan. If you look down from the sky, you will find that the entire Bingzhou Jiuxuan Sect was enveloped by a faint light at some point, and the only gap is the Jiuxuan Sect where Ye Yi is.
The face of the elder in black was somewhat tired after a long journey.
He was one of those black-robed elders who left the Nine Profound Sect that day, but even in Nine Profound Sect, there were very few disciples who knew him.
He is one of the great powers of Nine Profound Gate retreats. After the opening of the Qingming Pagoda, he rushed all the way and entered Bingzhou City without attracting any attention in the dark night. Almost all the black-robed elders who left the sect were the same as him. No one took the flying boat, and they all relied on their own cultivation to avoid the Qingming Pagoda all the way.
When Ye Yi and the man in the bamboo hat started to fight, the elder in black robe raised a strange jade box, and opened a barrier with the help of spirit stones, covering the Jiuxuan sect except where Ye Yi was. , resisting the aftermath of their actions, and protecting the disciples of the Jiuxuan sect.
He came to Bingzhou here as another line of defense to suppress Tianzhu, and also as a "shield" to protect the sect.
And Ye Yi is the knife to deal with the enemy.
"Huayi walks at night, draws a knife in the snow."
The black-robed elder who had kept his eyes closed until now suddenly opened his eyes when Ye Yi swung his sword like a dancer. He read slowly in a hoarse voice, with a complicated look on his face.
Among Elder Qin's generation, the most famous one was not the current leader Yi Heping, not Elder Qin, the leader of Limai Peak, not He Qingchuan, the father of Hezhou, but the now unknown deacon of Bingzhou Jiuxuan, Ye Yi.
——Hua Yi walks at night, draws a sword in the snow, like a flower in the dark.
At that time, Ye Yi's reputation spread all over the land of the Twelve Dynasties. He was one of the most dazzling figures of that generation, and even the current suzerain of the Hehuan Sect fell in love with him.
but…
Staring at the light of the knife floating over there, the black-robed elder sighed in a long, depressing manner.
But the most outstanding person, in order to guard the thing below, died of life, just like an old man. Even he didn't expect Ye Yi to be able to make such a decisive step. Ye Yi... He melted his blood essence into the land where the Jiuxuan of Bingzhou belonged, and made himself a part of the Jiuxuan sect!
Fertilizing the earth veins with essence and blood, nourishing aura with soul, and finally turning himself into a part of the Nine Profound Sect like Wufeng.
So in Bingzhou Jiuxuanmen, no matter where you sneak in, you will be discovered by Ye Yi, so he has suppressed Tianzhu for hundreds of years. Therefore, he could no longer leave Bingzhou for half a step.
Ye Yi, it is impossible to go back to the Nine Profound Sect to take a look.
The elder in the black robe withdrew his consciousness from the battle between Ye Yi and the man in the bamboo hat. Those who fought against Ye Yi had never seen Ye Yi at his most ostentatious. Young Ye Yi was so arrogant while wielding a knife while making a speech. There is no one in the whole world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
The mocking sentence "begging for the protection of the ancestors" has been extraordinarily mild.
The black-robed elder didn't think about the result other than Ye Yisheng from the very beginning.
"The door of the Nine Serenities is wide open, and the stubborn spirit is here." The black-robed elder read these two sentences slowly in today's language, and shook his head, "It's really a mess, and the old things are coming out one by one. Jump out of the corner."
If Jun Wanbai and the others heard what the black-robed elder said, they would be shocked.
When Baili Shu broke Li Xin's "dead state" in the martial arts arena, it was these few sentences that he chanted. It's just that at that time, Bailishu, like the elders, used the current language to chant, but the man in the bamboo hat used an extremely ancient language.
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On the long stone steps, it became clean and deserted again, and the tens of thousands of remnant souls who died of famine had all disappeared.
Ye Yi slowly withdrew his knife.
In front of the memorial archway of Jiuxuan Mountain, there were only him and the man in the bamboo hat left.
The man in the bamboo hat was half kneeling on the ground, and he also had many stab wounds on his body. He pressed one hand on the box and the other supported the ground, coughing up blood. Ye Yi's face was slightly pale. He was carrying the knife, but he couldn't tell if he was injured. The black cloak was shaking as before, and the gold embroidery on the edge was shining brightly.
And in front of the man in the bamboo hat, a giant gate of white bones stands in the void, and the huge gate is supported by thousands of skeletons on their backs. The previous tens of thousands of remnant souls were just to delay time, but the real ultimate move was the huge door of white bones held up by thousands of skeletons.
A nine pylorus door.
The Gate of the Nine Serenity stands in mid-air, giving people the most direct fear and awe. It represents the enemy that living things must face-death.
The man in the bamboo hat was coughing up blood and panting, his face was bloody. Just now, the moment the bamboo hat on his head was cut by the light of the knife, he raised his hand without hesitation and ruined his face.
Ye Yi turned the blade slowly, he didn't look at the Jiuyou Gate floating in the void, but squinted slightly, looking at the bloody and unrecognizable face of the man in the bamboo hat: "You look a bit like Jin Tang Dark Guard."
Jintang's hidden guards always wear a mask, no one else can see their faces, they remain anonymous all their lives, and live like moles.
"People who come in the dark are not moral in themselves, not to mention that they don't know the outcome of life and death. Before there is a result, letting others see their face will bring trouble to others. It is better to destroy this face directly."
The man laughed hoarsely.
"The person who must die today is you."
Ye Yi spoke plainly.
Even if the man in the bamboo hat summoned the Gate of the Nine Serenities through the medium of the human skeleton, this terrifying load would still break his heart. So from the very beginning, no matter whether he succeeds or not, this person will definitely die. Even if he was lucky enough not to die due to the Gate of the Nine Serenities, he would not be able to survive.
The dispute between the Immortal Gate and the dynasty is still raging in the dark, and those people dare not really tear their faces apart at this time. Therefore, regardless of success or failure, the people of the dynasty will kill him, leaving no chance for Xianmen to trace the source.
Without knowing the origin, even if it is the Nine Profound Sect, it is impossible to attack the twelve dynasties of the whole world together.
"I said..." The man in the bamboo hat stood up staggeringly while supporting the box, blood rolled down his face, the only thing that could be distinguished was a pair of tired eyes.
"I brought everything with me."
He said softly, raising his hand as a gesture to open the door.
The ten thousand skeletons in front of them also opened their hands together, and slowly opened the nine pylorus gates in the void.
The door made of countless white bones slowly opened, behind the door there was a thick black mist, and the wind was rustling, and there was a faint sound of water. It seemed that behind the door, there was black water flowing from the secluded capital, and a terrifying traction force came from nine Sweeping out from behind the Nether Gate, as if wanting to bring all living things into the underworld.
Opening such a door to the Nine Serenities, the body of the skeletons gradually collapsed, and the feeling of overlapping and dislocation became more and more serious, as if the scattered bones would collapse back at any time.
The Nine Nether Gates opened, and the surrounding space visibly distorted.
Ye Yi's expression remained unchanged, he turned his wrist to shake off a drop of blood on the knife, and raised his head to look at the opened Jiuyou Gate with complicated eyes.
— It's like watching a long-lost old friend.
The author has something to say: the recitation of the man in the bamboo hat is the same as that of Baili Shu
"Souls and souls, who are the ones? Where do the dead go, and the living are miserable! Returning and returning, I am like a shadow, going and going, never resting. The door of the nine nether worlds is open, the stubborn spirit Don't be negative."
This is a relatively obscure foreshadowing buried at the beginning.
Then I tell you Elder Anliye, Elder Ye, who walks at night in Chinese clothes and draws a sword in the snow, is like a flower in the dark, he is super handsome.
Today I also explained the reason why Elder Ye said "I really want to go back".
All the foreshadowing mysteries are unfolding bit by bit, the ancient secrets, the things covered under the Skynet, Bailishu's past and identity...these are slowly unfolding.