Chapter 312 Burial (5)
Ji Fengyan stood there quietly, feeling a little complicated.
She couldn't understand the kind of family affection that was praised by people, nor could she understand... the kind of warmth that was missed by relatives.
Ever since she was a child, she has only had her master and grandparents by her side. Because she is a cultivator, the relationship between the two of them is also a little weak. She has a very indifferent view of life and death, and has long been relieved of parting.
In the ears, the suppressed cries of Ling He and the others echoed.
Ji Fengyan's mood also became somewhat depressed.
She took a step forward slowly, looked at the cold stone tablet, her red lips were slightly parted, and an obscure tune overflowed from her mouth, the tune was gentle and long, like a clear spring, slipping through people's hearts...
That tune was not a sound of nature, but it soothed the depression that Ling He and the others were clogged.
The cold wind whistling, rolled up the swaying herbs in the cemetery.
The sound of howling wind blows past my ears, like the sorrow of parting that cannot be heard...
Requiem.
This is a song to send away the souls of the deceased, and it is also a mantra to pray for their souls. Ji Fengyan can't feel the pain of parting from a loved one. Meteor, a little expression of my heart.
The melodious tune was torn apart by the cold wind, turned into broken notes, and disappeared in this place of the dead.
Ling He and the others were affected by this voice, their moods gradually stabilized, their thoughts were submerged in the soul song, and they forgot everything around them.
If they raised their eyes and looked around at this moment, they would find that... in the huge cemetery, clouds of mist suddenly lingered on every stone tablet.
And those mist, in Ji Fengyan's eyes, are the human forms of the soul energy that has not dissipated for a long time.
However...
Ji Fengyan's gaze was fixed on Ji Yun's stele.
On Ji Yun's stone tablet, there was also a faint shadow of nothingness.
But……
That shadow was not the father in the memory of the original owner, but a giant python entrenched!
Ji Fengyan's eyes widened suddenly!
The soul song can awaken the sleeping soul energy of the deceased, but what Ji Fengyan awakened from Ji Yu's grave is not Ji Yu himself at all!
But the soul of a beast...
Those ashes are not Ji Yun's!
Ji Fengyan suddenly stopped singing the Soul Prayer, and looked past the giant python spewing out snake letters, and looked at the graves of the other World Destroyers of Ji's family.
However!
On the tombs of those ancestors, what she saw was not human soul energy at all!
Illusory goats, struggling tigers... and lone wolves howling up to the sky...
how so?
The pause of the Soul Prayer made Ling He and the others suddenly wake up from their trance. They touched their tears and looked at the shocked Ji Fengyan. They thought that Ji Fengyan was sad and Ji Yun's departure, so they couldn't help but feel safe. A few words.
But Ji Fengyan stood there motionless, staring fixedly at the beast spirit that was gradually dissipating.
In the graves of the World Destroyers, are they not their bones? !
what is happening?
Where did the bones of those who destroyed the world go? !
And who replaced the ashes of these beasts?
What is their purpose?
Just when Ji Fengyan fell into a huge mystery.
A cold voice suddenly broke the silence of the cemetery.
"If Ji Yun knew that her daughter has become like this now, she might not be at peace even if she goes underground, right?"