After Transmigrating into the Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character in an Immortal Cultivation Novel

Shen Qingyi never imagined that one day she would transmigrate into a book, becoming a cannon fodder female supporting character in an immortal cultivation novel, and one who gets cannon foddered o...

Chapter 239 The Wind Rises

Chapter 239 The Wind Rises

This...what happened in the first place?

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but step back slightly.

She felt a chill running down the soles of her feet, along her toes, and straight to her forehead.

Especially when thinking of the stone sea that just disappeared.

At first, she thought that the stone sea was used to test and trap some trial disciples.

But now it seems that the trap formed by those stones is really aimed at... them...

Shen Qingyi retreated again, but not just in front of him, everywhere he looked was a sea of ​​bones!

Suddenly, Shen Qingyi's gaze fixed.

Eyes looking straight at one place.

There was something there, something that Shen Qingyi had seen before!

That pattern is on the spirit pillar of the main hall of their Tianshui Peak!

But the master once said that the pattern was passed down from the founder.

The history of Lingdao Sect can even be traced back to the late ancient times.

Shen Qingyi plucked up his courage and slowly approached the broken weapon.

When he got closer, Shen Qingyi could see more clearly.

It is indeed the mark on their Tianshui Peak spirit pillar!

Shen Qingyi gently brushed away the dust.

When Shen Qingyi saw the skeleton hand still tightly holding the long sword and protecting the thin skeleton in his arms, he felt a little complicated.

Shen Qingyi let out a breath.

He bowed deeply to the skeleton.

The yellow sand rose up, and the whistling wind sounded throughout the entire boneland, seeming more like a kind of weeping!

Shen Qingyi suddenly raised his head. There was clearly no wind in the bone field just now.

She didn't use the wind spiritual power either!

Then why is there wind now?

Unlike ordinary yellow sand, the sand in the boneyard is brown.

The flying sand lifted up the hem of Shen Qingyi's clothes, and the sect token on Shen Qingyi's waist collided with the accessories he was wearing, making a crisp sound.

The sound echoed in the space for a long time.

Looking behind the yellow sand, more densely packed bones were revealed.

Especially when he saw the chains made up of thousands of creatures tightly trapped under the bones of the huge creature that seemed to be trying to escape from this area, Shen Qingyi seemed to feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

She had also seen the bones of that creature!

In the attic of the Painting Ancestor of Chaoyang Peak, there used to be a book that recorded various monsters and beasts. It recorded that in ancient times, the Seven-Eyed Clan invaded the Yunze Continent. They were born with seven eyes, observed people's hearts, and were good at bewitching and provoking all living things in the world.

The tribe also likes to raise evil beasts that eat away hearts.

The Heart-Eater has a huge body and infinite strength. It specializes in eating souls. Those who are swallowed will suffer a fate worse than death until their souls are destroyed.

However, the Heart Eaters had already been killed or sealed in the ancient war. The last few of them, along with the few remaining Seven-Eyed Clan members, fled back to the Upper Realm.

The scene before my eyes...is the ancient war...

Regarding the ancient war, the jade slips today are just a few pages of paper, a few summaries, and a few sighs...

Shen Qingyi still remembers that in the previous life, their mentor once said that when war breaks out, all souls will wither.

Shen Qingyi gently put down the long sword in his hand, took out the food he thought was the most delicious from his space, put it on the ground, and took out a pot of wine.

“Crash!”

The aroma of wine is everywhere.

The food and wine were placed on the ground. Shen Qingyi looked ahead. In the silent space, the sound of the wind gradually became smaller.

The wine was clear, without any scattered sand.

"Seniors... the world of immortal cultivation is very good now... rest in peace!"

The battle here, and the heart-wrenching fight over there, Shen Qingyi, I wonder if they can still hear it...

“Hoohoohoo

!”

The wind blew again, and the aroma of wine that had originally filled the air disappeared completely.

(End of this chapter)