Chapter 869 Karma and reincarnation, it is time to follow the Yin lineage!

I stood in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, watching the setting sun, the rising moon and the clouds, and finally, I fixed my gaze on Mu Yunxi again.

She was still lying quietly at the top of the mountain of corpses, her beautiful eyes were still open, and the unwillingness and reluctance in her eyes had not dissipated until now.

This ancient war lasted for three days and three nights, and the scene could be said to be extremely tragic.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood were filled with sorrow.

But in the end, for some unknown reason, both armies retreated in a hurry, leaving behind corpses all over the ground and no one cared.

That night, a lone moon hung high.

The heavy dark clouds rolled, like an angry dragon, sweeping in from the north.

At this moment, I, with the help of the moonlight, stepped on the piled corpses and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain of corpses.

The mountain of corpses was difficult to walk on, and the deaths of these people were too tragic. Even though I had seen many corpses and thought I could remain calm, at this moment, looking at the faces of these people who died with their eyes open, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

However, before I climbed to the top of the mountain of corpses, I suddenly felt a shock in my heart, and then I turned my head suddenly and looked to the north.

I saw a man's figure flickering in the mist.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a cloth canopy in his hand, and a knife on his waist.

And vaguely, I also saw two lines of big characters written on the cloth canopy.

Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven.

The ghosts are arresting souls, and living people should stay away!

After seeing these two lines of big words, my pupils shrank immediately, and the whole person froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Is it... a living ghost? Could it be my ancestor who is in the lineage of the ghost? Which generation is it? This dynasty is definitely not my ancestor who is in the lineage of the ghost, but which ancestor could it be?"

The scene in front of me stunned me. I thought that I just resonated with the corpses in the corpse field, and under empathy, I entered a mysterious spiritual world and was fortunate to witness this ancient war with my own eyes.

But I never expected that this ancient battlefield was actually visited by a living ghost!

However, I know very little about the history of the lineage of the Yinren. My master never mentioned it to me, so I don't know who the ancestor of this dynasty is.

If it was my master, he would definitely recognize him at a glance.

"Are you here to save the souls of the dead? But... if there really was a ancestor of my lineage of the Yinren who came to save the souls of the dead, then logically, there wouldn't be a pile of corpses here, and Mu Yunxi wouldn't have hijacked corpses and slowly cultivated into a flying zombie!"

At this time, the man had walked out of the mist and came to this ancient battlefield.

It was only then that I finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

I saw that this man was about forty years old, with a well-trained figure, a goatee, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle. He exuded an extremely powerful aura from head to toe.

He was wearing a green Taoist robe and holding a cloth canopy. After he stopped, he stabbed the cloth canopy into the ground.

It was not until then that I finally saw the knife on the man's waist.

It was the Soul-Slaying Knife, the token of my sect as a member of the Yinren lineage!

And on the other side of his waist, there was a token as big as a baby's palm.

Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see the details of the token, but I could still conclude that it was definitely a Yinchai token from a living Yinchai!

At this moment, the man's eyes suddenly fixed, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked in my direction.

My heart was shocked, and my eyes were full of shock.

Because I am very sure that this ancestor saw me at that moment just now!

But how is this possible? We belong to different eras. I just empathized with those corpses and entered this spiritual space. There are hundreds of years of history between us. How could he see me?

Could it be that he is so powerful that his eyes can see through the yin and yang, penetrate hundreds of years of history, and see the future?

He stared at my direction for a long time in a daze, then shook his head and muttered, "I never thought that hundreds of years later, a descendant of the Yin people would come here to build a bone bridge. I never thought that the Soul-Slaying Sword would be unsheathed. Great, I'm a descendant of the Yin people, so I'm happy!"

After saying that, he stroked his beard and smiled heartily, "In this case, this place is not suitable for salvation."

After saying that, he pulled out the cloth curtain, then turned around, walked forward two steps with his back to me, but The next second, he suddenly stopped, and then said in a deep voice: "I failed to help the dead souls here to be reborn, which is a dereliction of duty. I have accepted all the charges and consequences. I know you should be able to hear me. I don't need you to thank me. I only have one wish, which is to revive my lineage of the Yin people and return to the top of the Taoism!"

After he finished speaking, he held the cloth canopy and walked quickly into the mist. In just a moment, his tall figure disappeared.

But I was stunned in the same place, looking at the direction where he disappeared, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"How could this be, how could this be, this pile of corpses, was actually... caused by me?"

At this moment, I was already shocked beyond words.

Because I know that if I had not resonated with these corpses and came to this ancient battlefield that belonged to hundreds of years ago, then I would not have met this ancestor who was a descendant of the Yin people.

And if we had not met, this ancestor would have saved the souls here and let them be reborn. In this way, this land of corpses would not have been born, and Mu Yunxi would not have cultivated into a flying zombie.

It is not even an exaggeration to say that Mu Yunxi can have today's cultivation because of me, but at the same time, it is also because of me that this land of corpses was formed, and the ancestor who was a descendant of the Yin people suffered a great cause and effect.

This seems to be a dead cycle, just like the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg.

Was the corpse field formed first, or was it me who entered this space first and affected the ancestor, which led to the formation of this corpse field?

But the cause and effect have been determined, and it is no longer important to think about these things now.

I took a deep breath, then opened my mouth and murmured: "One life of cause, one life of effect, cause and effect reincarnation... retribution is inevitable. This ancestor has created cause and effect for me, his descendant hundreds of years later. What will be his ending?"

"Thank you, Master!" I suddenly turned to the direction where the Master left, knelt on the ground, and bowed deeply to him.

As if responding to me, a hearty laugh suddenly came out from the mist in the distance.

Along with it, there was also an extremely heroic voice: "Go to the Yin Meridian, and be happy!"