Worlds’ Apocalypse Online Chapter 359: Innate and Holy
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The wind blows from the tunnel overhead.
Gu Qingshan moved his hand away from the hidden grid on the wall and sighed:
"It is not easy for Fengyu Saint to build such a concealed passage on its own without turning."
The fox girl proudly said: "Of course, she did all the misconceptions of the entire Unturned Land. Many constructions were intertwined with each other. The layout of the underground palace and the passages and array. All the saints have opinions. Only she can Convince the crowd, and then make a final decision."
Gu Qingshan nodded and said, "But the time has passed so long, hasn't the evil demon noticed at all?"
"Then I don't know. Why don't you use me to count." said the fox girl.
Gu Qingshan took out the copper coin in accordance with the words and sprinkled it into the void.
The coins kept spinning, and finally they all revealed their upward side.
"The big murderer, how do you count it is this hexagram." The fox girl discouraged.
"—then be careful."
Gu Qingshan didn't care, and said with a smile.
He rolled on the spot, turned into a big orange cat, and borrowed "Jade Wuxia" from Wei Zun, and his figure was hidden in the void.
"Go?" the fox girl asked.
"Meow!" Orange Cat nodded and called.
It flew upwards at once.
The passage is full of cold wind, dry and cool, and the orange cat rushes upward along the vertical wall.
After dozens of breaths.
The orange cat slowed down and quietly looked up.
I saw a dark shadow lying on the wall, motionless.
"Amitabha Buddha, this is the guardian of the evil demon, who is responsible for patrolling the unturned places, checking the situation everywhere, and be careful with the donor." The old monk's voice sounded.
The orange cat gently jumped to the other end of the wall, and in a flash, he passed the shadow.
It turned around and looked at the demon, only to see that the other party was still motionless.
Orange Cat tilted his head and thought, equipped himself with the Title of "Void War God", and looked at the evil spirit again.
This time, the orange cat immediately saw countless runes in the void.
They arranged and combined together in a specific way, surrounded by demons, forming a mysterious technique.
"What are you?" the orange cat asked secretly.
All the mystery runes surging up, one after another narrated their power to the orange cat in a silent voice.
After a while.
The orange cat appeared in a daze.
——It turns out that the entire passage is full of invisible mysteries, which are specifically aimed at demons, making it impossible to perceive the movement around them.
But if someone wants the situation in check, this mysterious technique will be completely hidden again, so that this technique will not be detected.
The evil demon only knew that there was a hidden passage here. After checking that there was nothing unusual, he sent someone to guard it, but he didn't know that it was futile.
The orange cat sighed silently.
Wind and rain Saint.
Countless years after her death, the magical technique she set up can still achieve this step, and the strength is simply unimaginable.
However, Saint like her is still dead.
The orange cat shook his head and continued to run up the wall.
After a few breaths.
It crouched in front of a small recessed terrace.
The orange cat stretched out its front paws and touched a certain wall brick hard.
On the terrace, a little thing suddenly appeared.
The orange cat stared at the thing, a confused look flashed in his eyes.
——It was a rattle stained with blood.
When it appeared, the magical technique covering it disappeared silently.
It seems that Fengyu Saint has worked hard to preserve this rattle.
The orange cat took a few steps forward and crouched in front of the rattle.
——When I was previous life, did I like to play rattles when I was young?
Not right.
This toy--
No impression at all.
The orange cat groaned, stretched out his front paws again, and tried to gently touch the rattle.
As soon as its paw touched the rattle, it suddenly shook all over, and its mind went blank.
Countless lights and shadows are constantly flying and condensing in memory, and finally turned into a picture that is very long ago.
——The village.
The black smoke billowed and burned for most of the morning, and the flames finally swallowed the entire village.
The scorched ground is full of corpses.
Under a nearly collapsed earth wall, a small corpse opened its eyes.
This is a boy.
He is about three years old, black and thin, and still in good condition.
After the boy woke up, there was no panic at all, but he looked around carefully.
By this time the fire has gone out.
The roof has been burnt clean long ago, leaving only four bare walls.
There are two dead bodies in the room, a man and a woman.
The boy glanced at it, and he was clear.
He took a rattle from his arms, stood up, and walked to the pair of men and women.
The boy gently turned the rattle to make it play a drum.
Boom——Boom——Boom——
Three drums sounded, and illusory figures appeared on the two bodies.
There is a small figure snuggling next to them.
The boy said: "You must be the parents of this body, and you, the owner of this body original(ly)——"
"Sorry, I only have this thing in my hand, and let me save you to reincarnate, how about?"
The man and woman looked at each other and nodded.
The woman hugged the tiny figure in her arms and said something silently.
The boy listened to several breaths and nodded: "I borrowed his body to use it. I should have helped you to renew the front in the next life."
The woman knelt down and saluted the boy.
The boy avoided, and said: "Don't be polite, this is my business."
He gently shook the rattle.
Boom boom boom boom boom——
The drums were intensively sounded, and gradually brought an inexplicable force.
"Go and reincarnate. When your family reunites again, the world should have recovered its stability." The boy said.
The three phantoms nodded at him, turned into streamers and flew into the void, disappearing.
The boy watched them leave. After a while, he slowly collected the rattle and walked outside the house.
He walked slowly through the ruined walls, occasionally seeing the corpse, he gently shook the rattle to send the other person to reincarnation.
At noon, the boy finally walked out of this ruined village.
He stood by the road, looking back at the remnant village.
"Unexpectedly, the great chaos has become like this, and even mortals can't be peaceful."
"It seems that I am going to grow faster."
The boy's complexion was frosty, but his stomach made a long cooing sound.
He paused and suddenly realized that he had more urgent things to solve.
"Find something to eat...what do three-year-old beings eat?"
He closed his eyes and flipped through the memory of the body.
The memory of this body is only three years. There are too few things to know, but he still has some impressions of what he eats.
"Yes-the Lingguo under the western **** is suitable for me to eat."
The child walked along the dirt road to the west, and found a bright red fruit on the slope.
In my impression, this fruit is the most precious thing in the village, and only some of them are picked for children and the elderly during the holidays.
He slowly climbed down the soil slope, walked to the low fruit tree, picked one off and ate it.
"Contains some spirit power, which can nourish the body, develop wisdom, and prolong life."
The child commented while eating.
Suddenly, a voice sounded from deep in the woods:
"You little baby, you know a lot."
After the child had eaten one, he picked another one, and while wiping the dust off the fruit with his clothes, he asked: "Who is in the forest?"
I saw a burly figure coming out of the forest.
He was a man with a big beard, a bow on his back, two sabers slung around his waist, a spirit fruit in his hand, and a big mouthful.
The man looked at the young child in front of him, then glanced at the distant village.
"Only this child is still alive...tsk..."
The man walked over, squatted down beside the child, and said: "I am the murderer, Lin Changfeng, who often eats human flesh, drinks human blood, and has countless dead souls under him. Are you afraid?"
The boy shook his head and said: "Not afraid."
"Not afraid? Why not?" the man wondered.
The boy pointed to the fruit in his hand, and pointed to the gourd on his back, and said: "You are eating fruit. There is water in the gourd but no bloody aura, so you just now is lying."
Lin Changfeng stagnated, and said angrily: "The kids are so smart now? Did you grow up from snack Linguo to now?"
"I eat better than spirit fruit." The boy said.
"No wonder."
Lin Changfeng patted his thigh and suddenly figured it out.
At this moment, a distant wind was blowing slowly.
Lin Changfeng listened to several breaths, his expression changed: "Little guy, there will be a period later, I will withdraw first."
The voice fell, his figure flashed, and he flew away into the sky.
The next moment.
He suddenly turned back and fell beside the boy.
I saw him stamp his feet and said: "Damn! Damn! There is only one dead end to keep you here, why did I just meet you!"
"A dead end?" The boy asked puzzledly.
When Lin Changfeng jumped up, he slapped himself and cursed: "I told you to be nosy again!"
He put the boy on his shoulders and fled into the distance.
The fruit forest returned to silence.
Take a breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Suddenly, a majestic voice filled the Heaven and Earth room, seeming to be sending out an announcement to hundreds of millions of beings:
"The worlds are endless, Wei Zun is prehistoric."
"The great catastrophe of the era is coming, primal chaos is about to reopen, with peerless power to save the common people."
"——You Saint must hold on to the battle."
"Others, go to Zhoushan!"
This voice resounded throughout the world.
The child stayed quietly on Lin Changfeng's shoulders. He didn't seem to be afraid, but just listened to these words curiously.
He patted Lin Changfeng and asked curiously: "What are those people doing near Buzhou Mountain?"
Lin Changfeng snorted and explained casually:
"It is said that there is a congenital sacred who descended from primal chaos who will appear near Buzhou Mountain-but I think this is a deception-since it is congenital sacred, why not go directly to the holy palace and guide everyone Saint fighting with demons?"
The child nodded and returned to silence again.