Chapter 81 80 The Setting Sun

Chapter 81 80. The setting sun

As expected.

Those handsome and majestic figures that looked like heavenly soldiers and generals have all disappeared, and the golden palaces and towers have also lost their brilliance.

The whole city has become gray and white.

Full of dead silence and... scorching heat.

Yes,

I don't know why, Song He's fungus body can actually feel the heat around him, and it's so hot that he wants to sweat.

Fungus body can also sweat? Does that mean it's about to be roasted...

But you know what, roasted mushrooms are really delicious.

I don't know if it's because the eldest brother is next to him, Song He is not worried at all, but instead has wild thoughts.

But soon, a stream of clear water soothes his restlessness.

"Look." The eldest brother stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

Song He followed his finger and saw a giant torch suddenly appeared on the top of the tall, but pale city.

The burning torch emitted a dazzling golden light.

It was just made of the materials... the dragon-like horns of the evil-repelling clan that Song He had just seen.

They burned fiercely, emitting an unusually hot light.

Like a small sun.

The sun near dusk - the flames were brightly dancing, but full of dusk, as if it would set in the next second.

Is it because this thing felt hot?

When Song He looked directly at it, an old voice came from afar: "Guests from afar, hiding in the darkness and fog, are really a bit timid!"

"Swoosh~"

Along with the sound came a golden light like lightning, which shot out from the "sun" and projected towards Song He and the others.

It looked fierce and mixed with a huge amount of destructive aura, but the eldest brother stood in front of Song He and just waved his sleeves lightly.

"Ding~"

The golden light like golden lightning disappeared silently.

"You old cat, don't scare my little junior brother!" The eldest brother laughed and scolded.

"If I don't test him, I won't trust him to entrust the children to him... Hey, why is he here in a fake body?"

The first words seemed to come from a distance, and the latter words sounded directly in his ears. A golden-colored, golden-cast evil spirit appeared in front of the two.

It looked old with the naked eye, as if it had experienced countless years. Although it was dazzling, it always felt old.

And its aura... was at the level of Yuanying.

"Junior Song He, meet Senior Xie Xie!"

When he saluted, Song He couldn't stop wondering: With a Yuanying cultivator, do they really need a fake Jindan like him to bring a bunch of foundation-building cultivators to build a Liuming flower formation?

"Hmm?"

The Yuanying-level Xie Xie walked in front of Song He, his nose flared, and he said in surprise: "Do you have... a special spiritual plant?"

Hearing this, Song He immediately took out the cat-joy grass.

This must be what he said.

Then he saw that this demon-repelling beast, who was clearly at the Nascent Soul stage, was actually trembling, and some golden tears dripped from its eyeballs that seemed to be made of melted gold.

The tears fell to the ground, and suddenly splashed golden ripples. The jade-like ground seemed to have been refined and became more crystal clear.

It turned into a high-level material?

‘High-level spirit beasts are really full of treasures... I heard that the tears of mermaids at the Nascent Soul stage can even make people stay young forever. ’ Song He looked at the continuous tears and suddenly felt a little distressed.

“Stop, old cat.” The eldest brother smiled and asked, “Is this okay? How about my little brother?”

“Okay.” The demon-repelling beast nodded gently, and it looked up at the small sun on the top of the city. A look of attachment flashed in its eyes, and was replaced by determination.

Its voice regained its dignity and asked:

"When are you going to start?"

"Two days later."

"...How many of my people can you accept?"

"Come as many as you can. If you can't trust me, you have to trust my master Xingke Zhenren and Heyun Patriarch." The eldest brother emphasized the word "Heyun".

"Heyun... Mermaids are lucky, but they don't know how to cherish their blessings." The tone of the evil spirit clearly showed that he looked down on the mermaids.

"How is she now?"

The eldest brother was silent for a moment, first glanced at Song He, and then replied: "It is extremely difficult to be reborn from heaven. Even with the help of the treasure tree, success or failure can only be handed over to God."

The old evil spirit nodded and said in a teasing tone: "This is the secret of your sect."

"The dead will not reveal secrets." The eldest brother said calmly.

These two Yuanying-level bosses were communicating over there, and Song He felt under great pressure. Even the dead said this. You won't fight directly the next moment, right?

And... Patriarch Heyun wants to be reborn as a god?

Oh my god, is this secret really suitable for me to hear?

He felt uncomfortable all over in an instant, and wanted to leave but couldn't.

Fortunately, the two big guys didn't continue to talk about strange things.

The old Pixie turned his head and looked at Song He, saying: "Two days later, my granddaughter will fight against the black tide with you, and she will become the next leader of the Pixie tribe."

What about you?

Doubts echoed in his heart, and Song He suddenly remembered the old man who could become the elder or patriarch of the mermaid tribe with a golden elixir.

It stands to reason that this kind of magical race should have a Yuanying after a long time, right?

Could it be...

Facing Song He's somewhat puzzled eyes, the old Bixie said calmly: "There will be annihilation spirits in the first wave of the black tide. Only when all of us old guys above the Jindan level die, can we ensure that you can survive the remaining eight waves."

The voice of the eldest brother followed:

"Annihilation spirits are special dark spirits. Only those with magic power above the Jindan level can kill them, but when they die, they will drag the person who killed them to death together.

There are as many annihilation spirits as there are people above the Jindan level in a village. This curse... has not been lifted so far."

"..."

Song He was silent.

This... is indeed a curse. Those above the Jindan level must die to survive the first wave, so the remaining young beasts of Qi Refining or Foundation Building can only seek shelter under other forces.

In the cultivation world, you cannot gain a foothold without strength.

It is indeed a very cruel thing.

"Little guy, don't worry about us. It's just... after we die, I beg you to leave one or two horns and rebuild a fire." The old Bixie bowed his head slightly.

He lowered his noble head to Song He, the fake Jindan.

There was a pleading tone in his voice.

From this angle, Song He could even see the "crown" made of its curved dragon horns, and the golden horns were flowing with golden light like the morning sun.

"Golden elixir and Nascent Soul-level evil-repelling horns are extremely valuable materials for exorcising evil spirits, and can also be used to cast some special-purpose magic tools." The voice of the eldest brother came faintly.

Well, what kind of multiple-choice question is this to test your character?

Almost without thinking, Song He answered solemnly with a serious expression and tone: "I will try my best to help the remaining evil-repelling horns build a home. All the horns will never leave unless they are burned out."

The old evil-repelling horn's expression did not change.

The eldest brother smiled with relief, patted Song He on the shoulder, and said:

"You see, my little brother is still very reliable. What he said is what my Xingke lineage means."

The old evil-repelling horn's expression changed.