Chapter 1618: Awakening

"Could it be... a demon beast similar to the fire ape? Or... is it Hanba?"

Thinking of Hanba, Xiao Hua immediately broke out in cold sweat on his back. This Hanba is a natural spirit creature, and its magical powers are natural. With Xiao Hua's cultivation, he is definitely not an opponent. Xiao Hua's eyes turned quickly, and he looked at the dark left side. He did not feel the kind of thirst from the heart, so he was slightly relieved.

But then, Xiao Hua sneered again: "Humph, maybe this is a trick of confusing the enemy. Someone harmed Master Keqin and deliberately set up a maze to make people unable to guess who was behind it! But... who is so embarrassed by the master of refining that millions of Mengshan souls admire?"

Thinking of Ziming's purpose of visiting Master Keqin, and some of Ziming's own words, Xiao Hua gradually had a bottom in his heart.

"Who?" Just when Xiao Hua felt that he had a clue in his mind, a strange feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. He hurriedly looked up and looked at a stone wall in the distance in the valley.

The stone wall was several dozen feet in size and somewhat flat. In fact, it was covered with dry vines, and a "rustling" sound was heard in the night wind.

Xiao Hua held the Ruyi Stick in his hand and flew to the stone wall. He looked at it with his naked eyes and scanned it with his Buddha consciousness, but he did not see anything strange. However, the unspeakable feeling just now passed by the stone wall.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Hua pinched the magic formula and used the earth escape technique to escape into the stone wall again. He checked the area within several dozen feet of the stone wall, but still did not find any clues.

"Strange, is the young master suspicious?" Xiao Hua escaped from the stone wall, still not daring to look back, and then went to several other caves. After collecting the corpses of dozens of Master Keqin's disciples, he walked to the front of the Soul Refining Cave with grief in his heart.

These dozens of disciples all died miserably, all of them died of hollowing out their brains, and each disciple seemed to be packing things before death. The things in the valley were all packed up without exception. Less than half of them were packed up!

"Only the Soul Refining Cave has not been checked!" Xiao Hua looked at the Soul Refining Cave in front of him, and the bamboo-like soul weapon was also in his hand. Unfortunately, he did not know how to activate the soul weapon, nor did he know how to open the Soul Refining Cave.

At this moment, a ray of light emerged from the horizon in the distance, and then it seemed to open the prelude to light. The surrounding sky. The valley far away at the foot of the mountain was born with light. The night was about to leave, and a new day was about to come in Baiwanmeng Mountain!

"Forget it~" Xiao Hua remembered Ziming's instructions and did not dare to delay any more. He urged his magic power and returned to the reception desk!

"Mr. Xiao~" Seeing Xiao Hua coming late. Ziming was a little anxious and worried, and said anxiously, "Quick, return the master's disciples... Alas, so many disciples... Have they all returned to the arms of Hou Tu God?"

Seeing that Xiao Hua actually took out dozens of corpses in succession,

Ziming's eyes also showed horror!

Xiao Hua did not say much. Put the corpses on the ground, and follow the way they saw, and put them into strange postures. Li Zongbao and Fairy Hongxia did not dare to neglect and hurried over to help. Ziming, on the other hand, looked at so many corpses. Somewhat absent-minded.

"Alas~" Ziming sighed slightly, and said faintly after a long time, "Although... I don't know the reason for the matter, it seems that... it has a lot to do with my coming..."

"Let's send Master Keqin first~" Xiao Hua looked at the sky, which was already a little white. Although he didn't quite believe what Ziming said about the night of sacrifice, for Ziming and for the good wishes in his heart. Xiao Hua was still willing to follow the ceremony of Baiwan Mengshan and send Master Keqin back to the embrace of Hou Tu.

"Well, I know!" Ziming said, raising his hands. His figure also fluttered, and the slight tremor in his mouth was like a song, and also like a dance step. In Xiao Hua's eyes, this fluttering was more like the dance of the Yuanshen!

A kind of faint solemnity came from Ziming's dance. Xiao Hua didn't feel anything from Ziming's dance. On the contrary, watching Ziming's gestures and her swinging black hair, Xiao Hua seemed to see Ziming's confession to the world, her sorrow in her heart, and her admiration for Master Keqin!

Xiao Hua even found that he could see her worship of the great god Hou Tu from Ziming's dance!

Xiao Hua felt like he had been enlightened. The earliest thing in this world was not words, let alone text. This dance... I'm afraid it's the most primitive way for people to express their emotions. Extending from this, Xiao Hua naturally thought of the way of cultivation. The Dao Sect is written, or passed on by word of mouth, the Buddhist Sect... Picking flowers to pass on the law, and this soul cultivation is the means of dancing the primordial spirit, I am afraid... directly pointing to the essence of cultivation...

"Could it be... Soul cultivation is..." Xiao Hua suddenly had a strange idea, "Could it be that the twelve great gods are compared to my Dao Sect... Yes, the founder of my Dao Sect... Who is he? It seems that I have never heard of him!"

The death of Master Keqin was also a touch to Xiao Hua, and Ziming's dancing posture was even more of an inducement, which made Xiao Hua have an impulse to think wildly. That is, when he thought of some inexplicable things, Ziming had stopped. But she was seen prostrating on the ground with great piety, muttering to herself facing the sunlight that was about to burst out in the east.

With a "boom~" sound, without seeing how Ziming made a move, a cluster of dark green flames appeared out of thin air, and instantly covered the corpses of Master Keqin and others.

In the flames, the corpses of Master Keqin and dozens of others turned into dust in an instant, and at this moment, the brilliant sunshine pierced through the sky like a bright sword, and a touch of orange-red sun appeared in the clear sky in the east.

A rather strange feeling arose from Xiao Hua's heart, and Xiao Hua couldn't help but open the Dharma Eye on his left hand.

"Ah?" Xiao Hua couldn't help but shout out. Just above everyone's head, about nine feet away, a crack was closing, and dozens of blurry figures disappeared there. A rather tall figure was looking back. Wasn't it Master Keqin's face?

"Xiao Lang~" The Hongxia Fairy next to him also had a solemn face. At this time, she heard Xiao Hua screaming and hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"It's okay~" Although Xiao Hua was shocked, he smiled on his face and shook his head slightly.

Seeing that Xiao Hua didn't say anything, Fairy Hongxia looked at the jade fire again. With the disappearance of the corpses of Master Keqin and others, the jade fire gradually died, as if it had never appeared.

And Xiao Hua used his magic eyes to look up again, and the gap disappeared like the jade fire.

"It seems... this situation is very familiar..." Xiao Hua frowned slightly, thinking secretly, as if he had seen such a situation before.

"Mr. Xiao..." Just when Xiao Hua wanted to recall, Ziming walked in front of Xiao Hua and asked in a low voice, "Thank you for your help just now! I wonder if there is anything unusual in the valley?"

After Xiao Hua told what he saw, Ziming was also puzzled. He looked at Xiao Hua, then at Fairy Hongxia and Li Zongbao, and hesitated: "I think... Master Keqin seems to have noticed something wrong and was about to leave. Is it at this moment that he suffered a disaster?"

"Well, I think so too!" Li Zongbao nodded.

"But..." Fairy Hongxia disagreed, "If the master noticed something was wrong, why didn't he leave with us? Instead, he waited until we left before making this plan?"

Xiao Hua endured it for a moment and didn't tell Master Keqin's entrustment. At this time, he actually understood that Master Keqin must have predicted something, and even predicted the death of all the disciples in the valley! That's why he entrusted his own refining mantle to him!

However, Xiao Hua was also puzzled. Since Master Keqin knew something, why didn't he follow him and others? What if he left with him and others?

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua was shocked again. If Master Keqin followed him and others, maybe...his people would die here inexplicably, right?

"Maybe Master Keqin knows that if he follows us, we will die! He doesn't want to drag us and others and ruin our lives?" Ziming bit his lips and whispered, and he had the same idea as Xiao Hua.

"The question now is~" Li Zongbao narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Who murdered Master Keqin! Was it a demon beast... or a human!"

Yes, the one who eats human brains raw must be a demon beast. Ordinary soul cultivators, monks, and sword cultivators would not have such a hobby!

"Since it is a demon beast, what does Master Keqin's spell mean?" Fairy Hongxia whispered, "Perhaps these are all a way to deliberately set up a maze... to cover up the real murderer!"

"Xiao also tends to this statement!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly, "From the situation in the valley, it is very likely that many people acted at the same time to catch Master Keqin and others off guard!"

"But Master Keqin has always been famous in Mengshan..." Ziming whispered in disbelief.

"Hehe, for fame and profit, what can't be done?" Li Zongbao sneered, "Maybe Master Keqin blocked someone's way and did something someone didn't want him to do!"

"Si~" Hearing this, Ziming was suddenly startled, looked up at the rising sun and said, "Mr. Xiao, we shouldn't stay here for long. If that person can easily kill Master Keqin, we are not his opponent! And..."

Speaking of this, Ziming hesitated a little, and didn't say anything else, then pointed his hand in another direction and said, "Mr. Li, thank you, we will go from there!"

"Okay!" Li Zongbao was not surprised at Ziming's change of direction. The Liuyun flying boat that had not been put away was immediately urged. When the four people stepped on the flying boat, the flying boat hurried in one direction, leaving only the reception desk empty to welcome the rising sun, and only the valley under the reception desk that had dispersed the blood was crying in the morning breeze, as if mourning the fate of the owner of the valley, and also seemed to repeat the impermanence of joy and sorrow in this world! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.)