Chapter 677 Message
The sky of Hades is always dark.
The Qingjiao Army marched rapidly across the gray-black plain.
On the back of the black blood paper horse, Ross stopped healing, opened his eyes, and looked towards the horizon.
A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"That's the Water Burial Valley!" Ning Zhuo knew the location. After all, Sun Lingtong had been here before, but was intercepted nearby.
Ning Zhuo also showed a look of doubt - the scene before him was very different from what he remembered.
I saw a thick black and gray fog rising from the valley and condensing into an oppressive lead cloud at low altitude.
The two black hills look like the skeletons of a crawling giant beast.
Ning Zhuo frowned: "Why do these two black hills feel much lower than I imagined?"
The hills looked like two giant beasts facing each other, with a relatively narrow but bottomless crack in the middle - that was the entrance to the Water Burial Valley.
"There was obviously a big battle here!" Ross's expression conveyed the thought.
Both he and Ning Zhuo looked worried.
The former was worried about the old man with gray bones, while the latter was concerned about the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin.
As the distance shortened, the details of the gray-black fog became clearer.
Countless tiny, off-white flocs drifted in the mist, resembling burnt paper ashes or the spores of some fungus, swirling silently and emitting a mixture of mold, corpse-like stench, and a strong, watery smell.
"This is the burial water unique to the Water Burial Valley. Under normal circumstances, it flows in the valley in the form of streams." Ross introduced with a hint of heaviness in his voice.
Sun Lingtong had never been into the valley, but Luo Si had been in and out too many times and was quite familiar with the situation in the valley.
Ning Zhuo remained silent, feeling increasingly anxious, and wished he could go into the valley right now to find his mother.
But he finally endured it and instead issued an order for the entire army to be on alert and slow down.
This action earned Ross a look of approval.
After experiencing several major battles, Ning Zhuo's military skills have far exceeded ordinary levels.
"Stay here and keep a good eye on Qing Chi. Don't let her get hurt again." Ning Zhuo ordered, "We'll be back soon."
Qingchi is still in a coma.
Unlike Roth, he recovered quickly and was able to ride a horse on his own long ago.
Ning Zhuo arranged for the Qingjiao Army to temporarily camp near the entrance to the Water Burial Valley. He and Luo Si went to the Water Burial Valley to investigate.
Finally arrived at the entrance.
The strong stench was like a physical fist hitting Ning Zhuo's nose.
Ning Zhuo almost suffocated.
Ning Zhuo quickly held his breath, let Luo Si walk in front, and followed closely behind, and entered the Water Burial Valley together.
The surface of the mountain in the valley is covered with honeycomb-like holes, covered with thick, greasy moss, and there are many slippery traces of snakes and insects crawling.
"The mountains and rivers here used to be distinct, and the air was at least very fresh." Ross sighed.
The situation was unclear, and both men prudently chose to walk rather than fly into the air - which would have made them easy targets.
There is no rocks or soil under your feet, but a smooth road.
A swamp formed by a mixture of bone residue from the destruction of some unknown ghost, rotten aquatic plants, sticky silt, and fragments of pale talisman paper.
The burial water was still being pumped up into the sky, turning into gray-black mist - this was because the residual power of the spell after the fierce battle was still affecting the surroundings.
No matter what kind of magic it was, Ning Zhuo could only tell that it was not water-based.
"There must have been a terrifying clash of spells here!"
The further you go inside, the more jagged and abrupt the mountain walls on both sides become. Surrounded by black and gray mist, they seem like all kinds of ferocious monsters that may pounce on you at any time.
The two of them had already released their spiritual awareness and activated detection spells.
After walking forward cautiously for several hundred steps, the distance between the mountain walls on both sides became wider and wider.
After turning a corner, the two men saw a vast battlefield in front of them.
The ground was flat, half of it was covered with thick frost, which was freezing cold, and the other half was charred, as if it had been roasted by flames.
The foothills on both sides were crisscrossed with spiderweb-like cracks, and on the mountain walls, there were many twisted lines and scars, it was hard to imagine what kind of impact they had suffered.
"What are these?" Ning Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart sinking.
On the edge of the battlefield opposite, he found a lot of paper man's remains!
The two men crossed the battlefield, and as they got closer, the big-headed boy easily identified that these paper figurine fragments were the paper figurine army of the White Paper Fairy City.
The two continued to move forward and found that the paper figurine fragments on the mountain path had increased significantly.
Torn paper arms and legs, shattered paper armor, deformed fragments of paper weapons... mixed in with the dirt and rubble, forming a terrifying paper graveyard.
A moment later, the two arrived at the middle of the Water Burial Valley.
It's changed a lot here!
The originally wide mountain road was buried and blocked by a large amount of broken rocks, forming a pile of rocks.
And in this pile of rocks, there were several broken bodies as big as mountains lying.
Most of the body of the hundred-armed demon god was covered by rocks, and most of the hundreds of giant arms were cut off at the root! The remaining dozens of arms were also mostly twisted and broken, hanging down helplessly.
Its massive body was covered with huge claw marks deep enough to reveal the bones, as well as charred holes running through its chest and back.
His ferocious head with huge horns had been separated from his body and thrown far away.
Luo Si said in a deep voice: "This is the Hundred-Armed Ghost God."
He stared at the head of the ghost in the distance, his eyes focused on the ghost's distorted expression.
There was more than one ghost or god who died in the battle.
A ghost god whose lower body is made of tree roots and the upper body is the image of a busty woman, his body embedded in the stone wall.
His robe was tattered, and around him were many black glass lanterns that had been damaged by battle.
Luo Si continued: "This is a ghost lamp master."
After walking a few hundred steps, the two men found an empty skeleton throne lying upside down on the ground.
The throne is huge.
On the ground not far from the throne, a pile of rubble almost buried the entire body of the third ghost.
Only the right forearm was exposed.
The arm was covered in cracks, and from these cracks shone rays of blue light. The blue light was faint and quite eerie.
Ning Zhuo and Luo Si were shocked.
Except for the third one whose origin is unknown, the first two of these three ghosts and gods are ghosts and gods with outstanding combat power.
Judging from their aura, they are all at the God Transformation level!
But they all paid the price with their lives.
Even if they are ordinary and inferior to top-notch cultivators like Lord Wangchuan and the Silent Ghost Monk, they are still at the God Transformation level.
"The battle here must have been extremely brutal!" Ross exclaimed.
Ning Zhuo's eyes were dim, and he naturally thought of the three paper puppets in the paper man army.
"The paper army led by my mother encountered a powerful enemy in the valley. Most of the soldiers were killed at the front, so there was a lot of paper scraps scattered along the way."
"When she got here, she had to use the three paper puppets to summon the gods and bring down the three great demons."
"In the end, the ghosts and gods all died, but my mother was able to continue on!"
Ning Zhuo replayed the battle in his mind, and his worries grew. "Every time Mother takes action, she loses a lot of spiritual energy. Her condition is limited, and she won't be able to hold on for much longer."
Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo felt not only heavy in his heart, but also anxious.
The same is true for Ross.
The two of them quickened their pace at the same time and finally reached the deepest part of the Water Burial Valley.
The scene before them made Ning Zhuo and Luo Si feel like they were struck by lightning, and they forgot to breathe!
The terrain of the valley bottom has been completely rewritten!
A huge pit with a diameter of several dozen feet and a depth of more than ten feet occupies the core!
The pit wall is as smooth as a mirror, with traces of high-temperature melting remaining.
The viscous magma flowing in the pit reminded Ning Zhuo of Huoshi Mountain.
At the edge of the giant pit, the earth took on a strange, wave-like twisted shape, and all the rocks were pushed to the sides, filled with frost, scorch marks, corroded pits, etc.
The two people's consciousness continued to spread, and the detection spell penetrated in all directions.
Luo Si was the first to discover: "There is a simple magic circle hidden in the magma."
The magic circle had reached the Jindan level, but it was too crude, so Ross easily broke a hole in it.
The two of them followed the cave entrance and entered the formation space.
"Mom!" Ning Zhuo's body shook violently, his Adam's apple rolled, and he almost spit out his true feelings.
"Senior Huigu!" Luo Si exclaimed.
The old man with gray bones was wearing a loose gray robe and had a skinny body. He lay flat on the ground, motionless, and had no breath at all.
It was as if a small part of his head was torn off by some sharp claws.
But his eyes were closed and his body was disposed of hastily.
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin sat cross-legged beside the old man with gray bones.
She held the snake sickle in one hand, and the base of the sickle was deeply inserted into the huge stone slab.
She had lost half her torso, half her arm, and her left leg. From the massive damage, one could see the internal mechanisms were completely twisted and deformed.
At the wound, the spiritual veins were broken and hung like silk ribbons.
The chalcedony spiritual liquid, which condensed with faint Buddha light, dripped from the cracks.
Charred holes, cracks frozen by ice, and horrific penetrating wounds.
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin's head hung low, stained with blood and dust. Her left eye was a black hole, the mechanism within it completely destroyed, leaving only a few broken spiritual veins.
She should have fallen down instead of sitting up straight. The snake sickle on the ground provided her only support.
Ning Zhuo keenly noticed that the five fingers of the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin's only remaining right hand were tightly gripping the long handle of the sickle like an iron clamp.
Her knuckles were even twisted and deformed due to the extreme force, as if she wanted to become one with the weapon, revealing her fighting will to fight to the death against powerful enemies and protect her loved ones!
Ning Zhuo's eyes were red, and he finally couldn't help but whispered, "Mom!"
This call immediately made Ross look over.
Intense sorrow and boundless fear filled Ning Zhuo's body and mind. He stumbled to the front of Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin.
Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin did not respond at all, and there was dead silence.
Ning Zhuo suppressed his almost broken mind, and with uncontrollable trembling of his fingertips, he carefully explored the condition of the broken immortal puppet.
The spiritual power of Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin completely disappeared!
This broke Ning Zhuo's heart and soul, and he almost collapsed.
He suddenly realized that he had also paid an extremely heavy price to destroy the Lord of Wangchuan's century-long conspiracy.
He simply couldn't accept this price!
despair.
At this moment, a barely audible sound was heard, like the sound of a spring loosening.
Then, a jade slip slipped out from the body of Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin. Ning Zhuo subconsciously reached out and grabbed it before it fell to the ground.
Luo Si's eyes also turned red, and he knelt beside the old man with gray bones.
He was temporarily attracted by the strange noise, and looked at Ning Zhuo with sad eyes and an inquiring look.
Ning Zhuo immediately immersed his consciousness into the jade slip.
The next moment, he was shocked.
This is because the contents of this jade slip were specially left to him by his mother.
"My dear, do not despair. Your mother is not truly dead, but has retained a breath through strange means. In the future, you will go to the Wanxiang Sect, open your mother's cave, and take everything from it. When the great snake sickle trembles, the time has come. Please cremate all the things that belonged to your mother in her lifetime, and your spirit will return."
"By then, maybe Mother can turn this into a blessing in disguise and master more of the mysteries of the strange way."
When Ning Zhuo saw this content, he stopped crying immediately, as if he had returned from hell to the world of the living.
"Mom!" He collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted. He felt even more tired than he had felt on the altar battlefield not long ago.
Fortunately, fortunately, everything can still be salvaged.
There was quite a bit of content in the jade slip. After Ning Zhuo recovered from his shock, he immediately continued reading.
"Water Burial Valley has become a hopeless place. Alas, although I joined forces with Senior Gray Bone to kill the powerful enemy, I was ultimately unable to save him."
"My dear, the Lord of Wangchuan will never give up! You must leave this place immediately, leave the underworld! Don't stay for a moment!"
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"The Lord of White Paper Immortal City...this person...must be guarded against with caution. Regardless of whether the Lord of Wangchuan Prefecture wins or loses, for White Paper Immortal City, this is a different time."
"Therefore, you must properly place the Qingjiao Army."
"Let them remain in the dark and damp swamp, and let them go into the underworld from time to time."
"With the guidance of Senior Huigu, I have discovered many of Xuansu Scholar's tricks. We can use these tricks, cooperate with the military, and let them travel between Yin and Yang, and continue to exert influence in the swamp."
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"You need to take care of Qing Chi yourself! I believe you already have some suspicions about her. These doubts will be answered in the future."
"We absolutely cannot allow her to remain in the Qingjiao Army, nor can we leave her in Baizhi Immortal City. Either of these will put her life in jeopardy."
"Take her away and go to Wanxiang Sect together."
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"Before Senior Huigu died, he allowed me to teach you the 'Water Burial Chonghe Jide Sutra'."
"You must diligently practice this Taoist scripture, accumulate merit, and eliminate the hatred of the underworld and heaven..."
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"When you get to the Wanxiang Sect, you can go find her... She's my mother's best friend. You can try to trust her."
"My mother has an estate in the Wanxiang Sect that owns a piece of talisman paper. If you reveal your identity, you will be able to inherit it."
"Do you remember what mother told you? Don't try to explore the chaotic life gate. Your current strength is far from enough."
…
Ning Zhuo stood there, looking like a clay sculpture or wooden carving for a moment.
Every word in his mother's message was like a heavy hammer, striking his heart.
Every arrangement, between the lines, reveals a mother's love and worry for her son...
(End of this chapter)
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