Chapter 2065 Innate Holy

The wind blows from the channel overhead.

Gu Qingshan moved his hand away from the dark space on the wall and sighed:

"It's really not easy for the saint of wind and rain to build such a hidden passage by himself in a place where there is no turning."

The fox girl proudly said: "Of course, she made the entire Kanyu of the Unturned Land. Many construction sites are intertwined, and the layout of the underground palace, even the passage and the magic circle, all the saints have their opinions, only she can convince the public. , and then the final word.”

Gu Qing Shan nodded and said, "But time has passed so long, could it be that the demon didn't notice it at all?"

"Then I don't know, why don't you use me to figure it out." The fox girl said.

Gu Qingshan took out the copper coins and sprinkled them into the void.

The coins kept spinning, and finally they all showed their upward-facing side.

"Da Fierce, how do you count this hexagram." The fox girl discouraged.

"—then be careful."

Gu Qingshan didn't take it seriously and said with a smile.

He rolled on the ground, turned into a big orange cat, and borrowed "Yu Wuxia" from Wei Zun, and his figure was hidden in the void.

"Go?" the fox girl asked.

"Meow!" The orange cat nodded and yelled.

It flew upwards as soon as it was in shape.

The passage was full of cold wind, dry and cool, and the orange cat flew all the way up along the vertical wall.

After dozens of interest.

The orange cat slowed down and looked up quietly.

I saw a dark shadow lying quietly on the wall, motionless.

"Amitabha, this is the guardian of the demons. He is specially responsible for patrolling the no-turning place and checking the situation everywhere. Be careful with the donor." The old monk's voice sounded.

The orange cat jumped gently to the other end of the wall, and in a flash, it crossed the shadow.

It turned around and looked at the demon, only to see that the other party remained motionless.

The orange cat tilted his head and thought for a while, equipped himself with the title of "Void God of War", and looked at the demon again.

This time, the orange cat immediately saw countless runes in the void.

They are arranged and combined in a specific way, and they surround the demons, forming a mysterious technique.

"What are you?" the orange cat asked secretly.

All the mysterious runes surged, and they all told the orange cat about their power in silent voices.

For a moment.

The orange cat showed a sudden look.

——It turns out that the entire passage is full of invisible mysteries, which are specially aimed at demons, making them unable to detect the movement around them.

But if someone wants to investigate the situation here, this mysterious technique will be completely hidden, so that this technique will not be detected.

The demon only knew that there was a hidden passage here, and after checking that there was nothing unusual, he sent someone to guard it, but he didn't know that it was all in vain.

The orange cat sighed silently.

Wind and rain saint.

Countless years after her death, the magic she set up can still achieve this step, and the strength is simply unimaginable.

However, a saint like her is still dead.

The orange cat shook his head and continued to run up the wall.

After counting interest.

It squatted in front of a small sunken patio.

The orange cat stretched out its front paws and touched a certain wall brick hard.

On the terrace, a small thing suddenly appeared.

The orange cat stared at that thing, and there was confusion in his eyes.

—It was a blood-stained rattle.

When it appeared, the spell covering it disappeared silently.

It seems that the sage of wind and rain has put a lot of effort into preserving this rattle.

The orange cat took a few steps forward and squatted in front of the rattle.

——In a previous life, did you like to play rattles when you were a child?

wrong.

This toy-

Not at all impressed.

The orange cat pondered, stretched out its front paws again, and tried to touch the rattle lightly.

As soon as its claws touched the rattle, it suddenly shook, and its mind went blank.

Countless lights and shadows danced and condensed in the memory, and finally turned into a picture from a very long time ago.

--village.

Black smoke billowed and burned for most of the morning, and the flames finally devoured the entire village.

The charred ground is littered with corpses.

Under a nearly collapsed earth wall, a small corpse opened its eyes.

This is a boy.

He was about three years old, black and thin, and his body was still intact.

After the boy woke up, he didn't show any signs of panic, but looked around carefully.

By this time the fire was out.

The roof has long since been burnt clean, leaving only the bare four walls.

There were also two corpses in the room, a man and a woman.

The boy glanced at it and showed a clear look.

He took out a rattle from his arms, stood up, and walked to the man and woman.

The boy turned the rattle gently, making it sound one after another.

thump -- thump -- thump --

Three drums sounded, and illusory figures appeared on the two corpses.

There was a small figure snuggling beside them.

The boy said, "You must be the parents of this body, and you, the original owner of this body—"

"Sorry, I only have this thing in my hand, and let me save you all to reincarnate, how about it?"

The man and woman looked at each other and nodded.

The woman held the small figure in her arms and said something silently.

The boy listened for a few breaths, nodded and said, "I used his body to help you continue to lead the way in the next life."

The woman immediately knelt down and saluted the boy.

The boy avoided and said, "Don't be too polite, this is my duty."

He shook the rattle gently.

dong dong dong dong-

The drum sound was dense, and gradually brought an inexplicable power.

"Go and reincarnate. When your family is reunited again, the world should have returned to stability," the boy said.

The three phantoms nodded to him, turned into streamers and flew into the void, disappearing.

The boy watched them leave, and after a while, he slowly put away his rattle and walked outside the house.

He walked slowly among the broken walls and occasionally saw a corpse, so he gently shook the rattle to send the other person reincarnated.

At noon, the boy finally walked out of the ruined village.

He stood on the side of the road and looked back at the remnant village.

"I didn't expect that the floods had become so chaotic that even mortals could not be at peace."

"Looks like I'm going to grow up faster."

The boy's face was frosty, but his stomach made a long growl.

He paused, suddenly realizing that he had more pressing matters to resolve.

"Looking for something to eat... What do three-year-old sentient beings eat?"

He closed his eyes and flipped through the body's memory.

The memory of this body is only three years, so he knows too little, but he still has some impressions of what he ate.

"Yes - the spiritual fruit under the west slope is just right for me to eat."

The child went all the way to the west along the dirt road, and sure enough, he found a piece of red fruit under the slope.

In my impression, this fruit is the most precious thing in the village, and some are picked during the festivals for children and the elderly to eat.

He slowly climbed down the slope, walked to a low fruit tree, picked one and ate it.

"Contains a little spiritual power, which can nourish the body, develop wisdom, and prolong life."

The child commented while eating.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the depths of the woods:

"You little baby, you know a lot."

After the child finished eating one, he picked another, and while wiping the dust off the fruit with his clothes, he asked, "Who is in the forest?"

I saw a burly figure walking out of the forest.

But it was a strong-looking man with a big beard, carrying a bow on his back, two sabres on his waist, holding the spirit fruit in his hands, and eating it with big mouthfuls.

The man looked at the young child in front of him, and then looked at the village in the distance.

"Only this child is alive... tsk..."

The man came over, crouched down beside the child, and said, "I am the murderer, Lin Changfeng, who eats human flesh, drinks human blood, and kills countless souls. 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 the gourd on his back, and said, "You are eating the fruit. There is water in the gourd but no blood, so you were lying just now."

Lin Changfeng was stagnant for a while, and said angrily: "Children are so smart now? Did you grow up from eating spirit fruit until now?"

"I eat better than Lingguo," said the child.

"No wonder."

Lin Changfeng slapped his thigh and immediately figured it out.

At this time, a distant wind blew slowly.

Lin Changfeng listened for a few breaths, and his face changed: "Little guy, there will be a period later, I will withdraw first."

The voice fell, his figure flashed, and he suddenly flew away into the distance.

next moment.

He suddenly turned back and landed next to the boy.

I saw him stamping his feet: "Damn! Damn! There is only one dead end for you to stay here, why did I just meet you!"

"Dead end?" the boy asked in confusion.

But seeing Lin Changfeng jumping up, he slapped himself and cursed, "I told you to meddle in your own business!"

He put the boy on his shoulders and fled into the distance.

Guolin returned to silence.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, a majestic voice filled the heavens and the earth, and it seemed to make an announcement to hundreds of millions of sentient beings:

"All realms are infinite, only the great and desolate are respected."

"The catastrophe of the era is coming, the chaos is about to reopen, and the unparalleled power will save the common people."

"—You saints must hold on to the battle."

"Others, go to Buzhou Mountain!"

The voice resounded throughout the world.

The child sat quietly on Lin Changfeng's shoulder, and seemed to have no fear, 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 an innate sage who descended from chaos and will appear near Buzhou Mountain - but I think this is all a lie - since it is innate sage, why not go directly to the Holy Palace to guide the saints and demons fighting?"

The child nodded and returned to silence again.