Chapter 410: Died Three Times

"As human beings, your aura is easier to disguise. You are a divine beast." Song Ningshu explained, "Also, Baili Xi holds a core position in the Baili family and will receive more attention."

"And the personal guard Bing Ling disguised himself as wasn't as important as Baili Xi."

"Oh." Bai Yao nodded, and with his last claw he broke a hole in the restriction under his feet. In order to prevent the person who set up the restriction from discovering it, he used his spiritual power to patch up the hole.

A large hole appeared beneath his claws.

"Do you want to go down?"

"Next, Ye Lin, you stay here and watch." Song Ningshu looked at Ye Lin.

"Yeah." Ye Lin nodded.

Song Ningshu led the others down the cave, and everyone restrained their breathing.

"The evil aura is very strong." Jiang Sui said.

The walls emitted a faint blue light, and smoke was drifting out from inside.

Lu Yilin: "The feeling of hell came out."

The further you go, the heavier the yin energy becomes, and there is a faint smell of death.

After a while, they sensed the presence of a living being. They looked at each other and walked forward with lighter steps, using the breath-concealing technique to the extreme.

On the wall, thin weeds twisted gently.

The rose scent seeps in little by little, so faint that it is imperceptible.

Han Lie threw out a few snowballs to form the formation, and rubbed the poison pill that Gu Qingyue had refined before into it. The snowballs rolled silently along the road under his feet. Some blue appeared in the mist, but it was not obvious under the light from the wall.

There was a dull sound of "dong dong dong" coming from inside, and the sound of people falling to the ground one after another.

The footsteps were chaotic for a while, and soon they quieted down, but there was still a continuous "dong dong dong" sound, but it was not the breath of a human.

Everyone flew forward quickly.

The thin grass grew quickly and covered the walls. The sharp thorns pierced into the skin of those who fell to the ground. When the poison came into contact with the blood, it immediately penetrated into the skin.

They couldn't be more dizzy.

Everyone showed up and went deeper inside.

It was a large stone circular platform with many coffins placed on it. The coffins were covered with a layer of white frost and emitted a black light.

At this moment, the coffin trembled slightly, and the sound of "dong dong dong" came from inside.

Outside the coffin, a dozen monks fell to the ground, their faces purple. They were dragged by thin grass towards the walls on all sides and were finally tied to the walls.

Lu Yilin and Wen Xu looked at each other and saw what they wanted to express in each other's eyes.

【Could it be... a zombie?! 】

Song Ningshu turned his head, glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on one of the coffins.

Jiang Qianliu: "Neither Baili Xi nor those ten cultivators have any memory of this place."

Bai Yao then extracted the memories of the dozen or so monks who had passed out from the poison, "Just take a look and you'll know."

In the memories of those monks, this was something only the head of the Baili family knew.

Those useless puppets were refined into half-dead corpses.

The face is pale, the skin is sagging, soft and elastic, but the eyes are red and the eyeballs are protruding. Low-level Yin corpses have green hair on their bodies, while high-level Yin corpses have red hair on their bodies.

In the coffin is the corpse.

"Help! They've used a dead body three times. I've never seen anything so disgusting and vicious." Lu Yilin couldn't help but exclaim, "It really looks like a zombie."

The realm of the Yin Corpses ranges from the early stage to the peak of metamorphosis. No matter where they are placed, they are powerful and can kill everyone. The Baili family regards this as another trump card besides the puppets.

Bai Yao broke some of the restrictions on the coffin, then pulled open the coffin lid, and a pale face popped up.

Bai Yao took a big step back and put down his claws in an instant.

It’s not good that the master’s second brother’s clansman got his head hit off.

Ice and snow spread in this space, freezing the corpse.

The aura of this Yin corpse is in the middle stage of the Yuhua realm, and its green hair is clearly visible through the ice.

Song Ningshu stepped forward and observed for a while, then probed his spiritual power into it. "The soul has been shattered, and only the last trace of consciousness supports the action."

Lu Yilin, Ye Qingzhou and others have taken out the photo stone, injected spiritual power into it and started to activate it.

Taking advantage of the restrictions that imprisoned the Yin corpses, Song Ningshu frowned and dissolved the curse in the Yin corpses, leaving only the last trace so that the owner of the contract could feel it without any suspicion.

Bai Yao followed the same method and broke the restrictions that imprisoned the Yin corpses in the hall, and Song Ningshu lifted the curse according to the same method.

In the end, the coffin lid was not closed, but the corpse in the coffin stopped making "bang bang bang" noises and was as quiet as a normal dead person.

They should have been living people, able to laugh and have other emotions. But after death, their souls were difficult to control, and they were shattered and eventually refined into weapons.

In the memories of those monks tied to the wall, they struggled and cried when they were taken away to be refined into puppets and their souls were shattered because they did not meet the requirements.

The people of the Baili family ignored their struggles and forcibly pulled out their souls. Fearing their revenge, they scattered them again.

Some members of the Gu family were even still alive, clearly feeling the pain of their bodies being torn apart and refined into puppets. Those who could not be refined into puppets were pulled here and refined into Yin corpses.

After finishing everything, the sea of ​​fog in his body quickly repaired the consumed spiritual power. Song Ningshu looked at the entire large circular coffin for a long time without saying a word.

It is said that the dead are the greatest. How can people be so cruel? Some people are not worthy of being called human beings.

That’s right, the other half of their ancestors were not human, and the other half were human, but they were also evil cultivators and bad people.

Finally, Song Ningshu pursed her lips and bowed to them in a gesture of respect.

Others also performed the memorial ceremony together.

Song Ningshu stood up and said, "Let's go upstairs."

The others followed her in silence.

Ye Lin saw her come out and saw that she looked unhappy, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xu, who was following behind her, handed him the photo stone.

After reading it, Ye Lin also fell silent.

…

At midnight, "Baili Xi" took them into the Baili family's territory.

Seeing Baili Xi's face, the cultivator guarding the clan land let them pass without even asking any questions.

Next comes the stage of protecting the clan elders.

"Young Master, what brings you to the clan's territory this time?"

Baili Xi raised her chin and said impatiently, "Didn't I tell you last time? Choose puppets for the ten guards around me."

"I understand. Please go in, young master. I am just asking questions according to the rules." He did not dare to anger the future head of the family.

"Baili Xi" held their arms and slowly led them in.

Walking forward, there was no one walking there anymore, and it was a very desolate open space.

Following the moves they remembered to avoid the formation, the group walked forward slowly.

When they arrived at a pavilion, Jiang Nian stopped and looked at Gu Qingyue.

When Gu Qingyue took it out from the porcelain bottle, he cut Baili Xi's wrist and took a large bottle of blood.

He shook the bottle and poured a drop of blood into the middle of the pavilion.

Then, a red light enveloped everyone.

The Baili family's ancestral land is a very deep ice cellar, with winding stone stairs leading to the underground.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are some circular grasses as thin as hair, which emit a strong smell similar to sandalwood, which makes people feel dizzy.

The group blocked their sense of smell, but the smell still lingered in their nostrils.

The people in the Baili family are accustomed to this smell, and have been taking pills and soaking in medicine pools to resist this smell since childhood.

Bing Ling took out the Qingniaozhu and activated it.

The Qing Niaozhu floated up, casting a faint light above their heads that enveloped them, and then swallowed up the smell.

Only then did the group feel refreshed.

"There are tens of thousands of stone steps, so speed up." Qi Yangui said.

Upon hearing this, the others accelerated at the same time.

Wherever the spiritual sense passed, there was no breath of living people, and the surrounding temperature was surprisingly cold.

It's not the kind of cold that occurs in the severe cold of winter with heavy snow, but the kind of cold that penetrates into the bones and is like entering the underworld.

It took a quarter of an hour to finally land.

On the ice, there stood puppets with their eyes open and expressionless faces. Some of the puppets had somewhat similar features in their eyebrows and eyes.

Among them, more than a dozen puppets showed signs of being pieced together.

Of the 327 puppets that were successfully refined, 31 have already been used, all to block the killing attacks of the Baili family.

The killing move was blocked, or it shattered into countless pieces, or maybe it didn't shatter, and the unbroken ones were no longer useful and were dealt with by the Baili family.

How to deal with it? Dissolve it in water.

Gu Qingyue follows Baili Xi's memory to look for the former wife of the Gu family's headmaster, his mother, Shi You.