Chapter 215

At the top of the high tower, the faceless person glanced at Yu Miaomiao, who was standing motionless in front of the great bell.

He had been imprisoned in this high tower for long, long years. Except for the bottom of the tower which he had never discovered, he was very familiar with every detail of these twelve floors, and the mural on the first floor was deeply engraved in his mind.

However, only now did he truly understand the true meaning of the ascension painting among the mural group.

In the painting, the destined person and the person in the tower had their figures overlapped, striking the great bell and inducing the ascension phenomenon.

This overlapping here is easily seen as the two standing facing the bell, one in front and one behind, with the painting perspective coming from behind them, as if to highlight that it was two people, which is why another figure was drawn within the figure of the person in the tower.

But in reality, it refers to the destined person being inside the body of the person in the tower.

Isn't this Yu Miaomiao at this moment?

This two-souls-in-one-body, while rare, isn't too rare. If you really want to talk about it generally, Tan Wenbin is still three souls in one body.

But souls are also different. The kind that is carried on the body or attached, the primary and secondary are very clear, and the fate and fortune have a clear primary and secondary subordinate relationship.

But here with Yu Miaomiao, it is relatively equal.

The "Yu family girl" should have been the legitimate daughter of the Yu family in this generation. Her status in the family was about the same as that of A-Li of the Qin family today. The fate and fortune blessed by the Long Wang's portal, even if she was suppressed by the cat, could not change her essence.

As for that cat, it is not a traditional accessory of the Yu family, nor is it a tool attached by the soul of a cat demon. It has always occupied absolute dominance in this body. The stupid and arrogant side of "Yu Miaomiao" herself is basically contributed by it.

The young lady recognized by A-Yuan is this cat, the main force that truly walks the river and treads the waves is also this cat, and after the Yu family incident, the Long Wang's portal has been changed in color, so its identity today is not a cat demon that committed treason and devoured its master. Strictly speaking, it is the more orthodox Yu family cat young lady today.

A unique and equal two-souls-in-one-body, with fate blessed by the Long Wang's portal, only then could it add two strokes to the great bell with its own strength.

"Hehe."

The faceless person let out a light laugh. He believed that the youth should have understood the meaning of that painting long ago.

It is ridiculous that he himself, being in the game, was muddled and always confused.

Fortunately, the good fortune and fate are already complete, the road to becoming an immortal is opened, our generation ascends!

The faceless person looked up, bathed in the glow, and opened his arms.

On his face without features, two lines of clear tears flowed out.

He had already guessed what his true identity was, but he didn't care. If the meaning of his existence was to carry out the obsession of becoming an immortal, then let the facts speak!

Whoever wins is right; whoever succeeds is the original body.

When I become an immortal,

You,

Are nothing but the skin and burden I shed in the past!

……

Bottom of the tower.

The purple chains were colliding crazily.

The black-robed person fell into a rage.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail at this moment. The cage he had designed for himself in the beginning would continue to imprison him at this time.

Gradually, he calmed down, his eyes staring fixedly at the chess game he had already won in front of him:

"Becoming an immortal... then let's become an immortal, become an immortal!"

Obsession can be drawn away, but obsession can still be born.

Sometimes believing and not believing, in the face of reality, are not that important.

……

Although the tower gate was not closed, when the glow shrouded down, it also instantly shrouded it.

It was fortunate that Li Zhuiyuan walked down from the threshold and out of the tower in time, otherwise he would have been included as well.

Above, the emerald dome gradually became stained with seven colors, extraordinarily brilliant, solemn and dignified.

Inside the high tower, the restless dead on all floors all quieted down, no longer walking around and striking the tower walls, returning to their original seats one after another.

The originally surging corpse crowd first stopped their steps, and then collectively knelt down.

This posture, they had maintained in the kneeling corpse pit for who knows how many years.

Not only them, dense on the platform, but including everything within sight, all the black shadows in the emerald barriers were also performing the kneeling and bowing ritual toward the high tower at this moment.

Looking around, this scene was truly shocking, like the descent of a celestial palace, as if ascending to the Pure Land.

Lin Shu You looked on with his mouth wide open while spinning in place. He had grown up in a temple since he was a child. Naturally, there was no lack of scrolls and wall carvings depicting immortals and gods in the temple, but he really didn't expect that one day, he would be able to witness it with his own eyes.

So those depicted in the temple... were actually not fake?

Tan Wenbin took out his camera from his mountaineering bag. This was the prize he got for participating in the fortune-telling and feng shui exchange meeting in Jin Ling on behalf of his Brother Xiaoyuan.

After untying the anti-drop pad and waterproof cloth, Tan Wenbin raised his camera and began to take pictures.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The shutter didn't stop, and even though the film had long been used up, he still didn't stop.

Yin Meng kept taking deep breaths. While deeply shocked, she couldn't help but think, was the dojo of the Great Emperor of Fengdu also this magnificent?

Runsheng licked his lips: "Grandpa, immortals..."

In this situation, deep in people's consciousness, that fantasy about immortals seemed to be illuminated into reality.

Even those with the firmest will couldn't help but start to loosen, feeling that there really were immortals in this world, and there really was a path to becoming an immortal.

The seven-colored glow was gradually covering every emerald barrier. A dreamlike world wonder was presenting itself. The dome above the head was brewing a graceful and continuous dark glaze color, as if a huge and graceful figure was gradually descending, as if a fairy was about to descend to guide everyone to ascend to immortality.

Wisps of light wind sounds were like streams flowing into the sea, first gathering, then rippling, and finally circling.

Even if there was only one percent of belief in the bottom of the heart, it could be completely magnified at this moment. Strong longing and desire made everyone involuntarily want to kneel down and worship and kowtow together.

Since we are here, let's worship... what if we can really ascend to immortality together?

Mist began to condense. Under the illumination of the glow, it was layered, like a fairyland sea of clouds, and because it was scattered, it looked like a ladder to heaven.

The initial scene was already shocking enough, and now more and more new immortal scenes appeared, making people's mouths dry.

Tan Wenbin put down his camera and, together with Yin Meng, Lin Shu You, and Runsheng, faced the cloud sea immortal ladder.

Zhao Yi sometimes showed yearning and sometimes tried hard to shake his head to regain sobriety. The Life and Death Gate seam on his forehead squirmed rapidly, and then he involuntarily looked at the youth standing beside him, finding that the youth still had a calm expression, as if completely unaffected.

Clearing his throat, Zhao Yi prepared to express his gratitude again: "Brother Zhuiyuan..."

Zhao Yi knew that if he hadn't tricked Yu Miaomiao into going in, the one who would have been sent in to be sacrificed would have been him, Zhao Yi.

That mural, it matched; that was a magical prophecy. If it didn't match, it didn't matter; it was called a reasonable error.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you believe in becoming an immortal?"

Zhao Yi: "I... don't believe~"

The last two words were floating when bitten out.

He believed a little, even if it was just a tiny bit.

But he could feel that the youth completely did not believe.

Zhao Yi was really curious, facing this scene, how did that one surnamed Li manage to do it?

Seeming to sense what Zhao Yi was thinking, Li Zhuiyuan said:

"How beautiful, how delicate, how real... Whoever designed the layout here, as long as they had even a little belief in becoming an immortal in their heart, they could never have created such an excellent scene."

It is magnificent, it is spectacular, it is yearning, but there is not a trace of personal emotion.

When Li Zhuiyuan learned to paint from A-Li, he would make such mistakes. His paintings could embody all kinds of techniques, but they couldn't reveal any emotion.

Zhao Yi: "Then we..."

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head, looked at his palm, and said: "Since we don't believe in becoming an immortal, why don't we run."

Five clear-heart talismans were placed in the youth's hand, and blood mist appeared in his palm.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Li Zhuiyuan flew a clear-heart talisman onto the forehead of Tan Wenbin and the others, and even Zhao Yi beside him was not left out, with the Life and Death Gate seam covered.

This was not an illusion, nor was it a hallucinogenic effect; it was purely that people's inner desires were hooked, and they confused their own minds, just like an ordinary person would be stunned and dazed if they suddenly saw a table full of money when they got home.

The effect of the clear-heart talisman appeared, and everyone regained sobriety, panting heavily.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Those who want to be immortals stay, those who want to be human run with me!"

Runsheng bent down and carried the youth on his back.

No one chose to stay, and everyone followed and ran.

Everyone walked through the kneeling corpse crowd. This time, no one felt that these people kneeling here were ridiculous and absurd.

Because they themselves had also been attracted and obsessed earlier. Some temptations really cannot be resisted by rationality.

They themselves were actually not smarter than them, nor calmer than them.

If they swapped positions, they would likely also become them.

Li Zhuiyuan, on Runsheng's back, saw the scholar standing in the distance.

The moment he left the high tower, the control relationship between him and the scholar was lifted.

Looking at the two halves of the big guy's body, they were also motionless. Clearly, when the glow shrouded down, the black-robed person at the bottom of the tower also lost control of the outside world.

The scholar had experienced a great battle, his clothes were broken, his figure was broken, but he still maintained a broken coldness and arrogance.

Some habits are truly unforgettable even until death.

Just at this moment, the scholar suddenly moved. He took a step and walked toward the high tower.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately turned his head to look at the high tower behind him, finding that the glow on the high tower was becoming deeper and deeper, vaguely as if stained with a layer of golden light.

Ascension started, the originally damaged rules were repaired, and as a resident of the tower, the scholar, drawn by the high tower, naturally had to return to it.

Li Zhuiyuan had long suspected that this scholar himself didn't have much interest in becoming an immortal. He came here, went to the eleventh floor, perhaps just because he had no ability to resurrect his lover, so he could only entrust it to the theory of becoming an immortal that he didn't believe in at all, which counted as a kind of escape.

The most ridiculous thing was that when the scholar struck the big guy with the book earlier, the muscle memory actually shouted "The Master did not speak of strange forces and chaotic spirits."

The scholar's step frequency was very slow, but his speed was very fast. Almost in a few blinks, he returned to the tower gate.

Just as he lifted his leg to enter, his hand swung backward, and the wordless book in his hand flew backward, heading toward the direction where Li Zhuiyuan and the others were fleeing.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mengmeng!"

Yin Meng understood, threw out the exorcism whip, rolled up the wordless book, took it back, and sent it to Li Zhuiyuan's hand.

And on the other side, the scholar had already stepped into the tower gate and disappeared.

Zhao Yi looked at the wordless book in the youth's hand and couldn't help but shout: "How many relatives do you have in this tower!"

It's no wonder Zhao Yi was jealous, because this was truly too absurd.

This person is leaving, forgot to take his things, and the corpse can still actively throw the lost things back to you?

Li Zhuiyuan put the wordless book into his bag and said: "He didn't want to destroy this book."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi couldn't care about being jealous anymore and immediately urged Lin Shu You, who was helping him run, to put in more effort.

Just as everyone ran out of the platform and came to this white imperial road, they heard a loud noise from the sky behind them, followed by a dazzling white light flashing.

Everyone subconsciously looked back, only to see that the "hand stretched out by the goddess" had pierced the dome, and the clean, bright palm reached downward.

If you only intercepted this moment of the picture, it was truly the goddess descending to earth, guiding all living beings.

But as long as you looked down a little more, you would find that the goddess's hand began to deform, constantly stretching, stretching, and stretching again, actually being white magma pouring down like a waterfall!

The emerald dome being ignited by the glow and the graceful goddess figure were just the accumulation and flow of this eerie magma.

The bursts of immortal music were airflow expanded and squeezed by high temperatures, and the cloud sea immortal ladder was mist rising after impurities were melted.

Huge white magma fell vertically toward the high tower.

At the top of the tower, the faceless person who opened his arms let out a tragic wail: "No, no, no!"

It was not because he felt the terrifying and desperate high temperature, not because the ascension failed, but because he finally realized:

So, there was no ascension at all!

The faceless person could accept the failure of ascension, could understand falling short of success. When he felt he had already failed earlier, he not only taught Li Zhuiyuan the technique suitable for scraping the good fortune of the great bell but also actively chose to fade away and commit suicide.

After all, becoming an immortal, how could it be so easy? Failure was normal.

But the scene in front of him told him clearly and unmistakably that here, from the beginning, there was no such thing as becoming an immortal!

There was no effort at all, and there was never any possibility.

"Hahahaha!!!"

The white magma first swallowed the top of the tower. When the faceless person was burned, he laughed loudly:

"Ancestor, why did you lie to me, ancestor, why did you lie to me, you lied to all of us!"

After the magma covered the top floor, it entered the eleventh floor.

The scholar had already returned here. He was still lying on his side on the couch.

Only this time, he seemed to know that the wordless book was not in his hand, so he supported his head with one hand, and the other hand was no longer holding the book, but placed on his thigh, in a carefree posture.

The magma first overflowed from the cracks, and soon it rushed open one opening after another. Even if the scholar's body was completely swallowed by the magma, he still didn't move at all.

Tenth floor, ninth floor, eighth floor...

All the dead Xuanmen practitioners were sitting properly at their desks.

Before they died, they were powerful and extraordinary, and their corpses after death were also filled with all kinds of eeriness.

But now, they were all dissolving in this white magma.

Perhaps everything should have returned to dust, and this was just a delayed ending.

The towering and mysterious high tower, under the impact of the magma, constantly melted and collapsed.

White magma was pervasive, beginning to flow down along the purple chains.

The black-robed person raised his head, and after seeing this scene, he fell into crazy struggling again.

What he was waiting for was the fruit to be stolen by himself, the rules to dissipate, the high tower to collapse, definitely not the ending in front of him.

White magma flowed onto him, and the remaining corpse qi on his body was rapidly being evaporated.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

He let out a painful scream.

Because of the rapid disappearance of his corpse qi, on the chessboard in front of him, the last black piece he had condensed with corpse qi also dissipated and disappeared.

So, this chess game, he didn't win.

After the white magma melted the wall surface, it began to pour in on a large scale. The black-robed person watched as the coffins of his family members, whom he had killed and moved here, in the two side rooms, were also swallowed by the magma and burned into nothingness.

The black-robed person stopped struggling.

He let the magma constantly penetrate his body, let his zombie body be slowly annihilated here.

At this moment, he finally realized why his ancestor had to set such a terrifying restriction in his tomb, and why his ancestor had to bury that book.

The restriction would expire on its own when the time came. At that time, later generations of clansmen would feel the induction and could safely enter the tomb, see that book, and find this place.

"Hehe, hehehe, hehehehehe!"

The black-robed person kept making laughing sounds in his throat.

He didn't believe that becoming an immortal could succeed, but he really didn't expect that his ancestor's layout had nothing to do with so-called becoming an immortal at all.

From the beginning, this was a complete scam.

Constantly attracting people to come in, constantly letting them kill each other, all those who held the dream of becoming an immortal were like fuel actively thrown into a bonfire, just waiting for that great bell to be filled, unable to bear the burden, and inducing the final burning and destruction!

He also finally understood why his ancestor had to do this.

His family had never produced a Long Wang in history, but those with natural talent had never been cut off, and the resilience of the family inheritance was not inferior to that kind of traditional Long Wang family.

It was him. Even though he was defeated by that green-shirted figure, he could be defeated again and again, but every time he was defeated, he could luckily survive and make a comeback.

Because his family had always had merit constantly being added.

Those Long Wang families still needed family descendants to constantly walk the river to maintain the portal.

His family had his ancestor laying out here in the early years, constantly attracting heretics who longed to become immortals and were not liked by the Heavenly Dao to come here to self-eliminate, thereby gaining merit.

After the fine water flowed for a long time, today it was full, and it was even more necessary to have a big wave, reducing all their remaining disasters to nothing.

This was also the reason why his ancestor set the restriction time, letting the clansmen find this place through that book. His ancestor was letting the clansmen come here to receive the final great merit.

As a result, he came too early!

He killed his whole family himself, and brought his whole family, all came too early!

At this moment, the black-robed person felt that he was the biggest joke in this world.

In his mind, the sentence the youth who played chess with him earlier said to him suddenly appeared:

"You are truly pitiful."

……

White magma was still constantly pouring down from top to bottom. After completely melting the high tower, it spread further to the surroundings.

The corpses kneeling on the platform were all swallowed by this magma. After the magma passed over them, it naturally flowed toward the low-lying areas of this platform.

Here, the two largest low-lying areas were those two kneeling corpse pits.

In the pits, there were still many corpses that hadn't had time to crawl out earlier. At this time, accompanied by the injection of magma, all their traces were swallowed.

So, these two kneeling corpse pits were used for pouring.

On the imperial road, seeing this terrifying scene, Lin Shu You swallowed hard.

This beautiful immortal palace had turned into a world-destroying hell in an instant.

If Brother Xiaoyuan hadn't woken them up in advance and told everyone to run, he would have been vaporized inside by now.

Zhao Yi spat out a long breath. He had guessed that it would be such an ending, otherwise he wouldn't have said repeatedly that he owed that surnamed Li a life.

But when this scene truly fell before his eyes, he still felt deep despair and lingering fear.

Zhao Yi: "What is the meaning of the layout here?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Someone was acting as a white glove for the Heavenly Dao here a long time ago."

Zhao Yi: "Did he succeed?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "His family was exterminated."

At this moment, Tan Wenbin suddenly shouted in horror: "Look over there!"

Not only above the platform, but the emerald barriers on both sides here also appeared white.

This meant that all the emeralds in this secret realm would soon turn into that terrifying white magma. This was to swallow this place completely, leaving no traces!

Everyone didn't dare to delay any longer. Even though they were exhausted, they had to run desperately to save their lives.

Magma on both sides constantly erupted, and every eruption was like a white, crystal-clear hand reaching out to scoop.

Under this terrifying scene, everyone was like tiny ants running for their lives.

By the time everyone ran out of the imperial road, not only had most of the imperial road behind them melted and collapsed, but magma had also spread in front.

Fortunately, this huge black water vortex could still resist for a while, but they couldn't delay any longer, otherwise, even if they weren't burned dry, they would be boiled first.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Yin Meng, use the whip to lock everyone onto Runsheng!"

Yin Meng immediately did so. One end of the exorcism whip was wrapped around Runsheng's waist, and the rest was wrapped around everyone else's wrists.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Runsheng, open all qi gates, rush out of the vortex!"

This black water vortex, when they came earlier, they had spent a lot of time passing through in batches. It was clearly too late now.

Zhao Yi: "I didn't expect that the trump card I never let Runsheng use would be used for running for my life in the end."

Tan Wenbin: "Just tell me if it's worth it."

"Splash!"

Everyone jumped into the black water, and then Runsheng opened all his qi gates, pulling everyone to swim forward rapidly.

Although Runsheng didn't like to use his brain usually, he remembered clearly. Every time Brother Xiaoyuan arranged his formation position, he had never made a mistake.

Therefore, even though it was pitch black underwater and there was no visibility at all, since he had walked it once, he would return the same way this time.

After everyone swam past the stone gate, the open square that was like Shichahai where they had cooked earlier was already filled with black water, and the emerald academy beneath it was also overflowing with bursts of white light.

Clearly, the "teacher and student" black shadows inside must have been burned and destroyed, and the magma would soon overflow.

The temperature in the water was constantly rising, bringing burning heat.

Everyone had come out of the puppet classroom earlier. At this time, white light had appeared there, piercing through the black water. Clearly, the magma had overflowed from there first.

And the direction where Yu Miaomiao and A-Yuan came out of the beast-taming classroom also had white light.

Neither of these two doors could be used.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed Runsheng's neck, signaling Runsheng to swim in another direction.

That was the direction of the third classroom, the formation.

There was no white light there yet.

Runsheng understood and swam rapidly toward that side.

After arriving there, everyone passed through the squirming gate. This gate isolated the black water outside.

But everyone didn't have time to catch their breath, because all the emerald pillars here were changing color, and the magma would soon fill in here along with them.

Runsheng "thumped" and knelt on the ground. He had been holding on until now. Now, the side effects of opening all qi gates could no longer be suppressed.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Lin Shu You!"

Lin Shu You: "Understood!"

A-You immediately performed the spirit-descending ritual, and the Tongzi descended again, again, and again.

This time, Lin Shu You felt that when the Tongzi descended, he was a bit listless.

However, the Tongzi's vertical pupil just swept across the terrifying temperature brewing in the emerald, and immediately knew that the final critical moment had arrived.

The Tongzi didn't hesitate to reach into the mountaineering bag, take out the talisman needle, and insert it into himself!

In an instant, like being injected with a stimulant, the Tongzi's momentum rose again.

He first wanted to come over and hug Li Zhuiyuan, but was signaled by the youth to Runsheng on the ground.

The Tongzi immediately carried Runsheng on his back.

Zhao Yi stepped forward like a willow in the wind. His consumption was also very large, and his body was also very weak.

The Tongzi's vertical pupil glanced at Zhao Yi.

I don't know why, but he had an urge to punch this sickly person to death.

But he had extremely strong self-control, so without a word, he tucked Zhao Yi under his arm.

Seeing the youth decide to walk himself, the Tongzi didn't say anything else, just happening to free up a hand to hold the trident and smash the emerald pillars blocking the way to open a path.

In the formation classroom, there were dense pillars everywhere. The existence of these pillars severely affected everyone's progress, but fortunately, with the Tongzi's swift path-opening, Li Zhuiyuan, Yin Meng, and Tan Wenbin followed behind and ran, and their speed was also very fast.

A coffin was placed in the center, and the coffin lid was open. Zhen Shaoan should have been lying here before.

The coffin was very high. Li Zhuiyuan didn't even look at it and ran past directly.

When Tan Wenbin passed by, he didn't hesitate, jumped up and peeked inside, saw several crystal-plate books inside, and immediately reached out to fish them out and put them into his bag.

Just after jumping off the coffin, the white magma erupted. Tan Wenbin shouted for his two god-sons to help him carry his mountaineering bag to reduce his burden, and then he used all his strength to run wildly.

Fortunately, he finally caught up with the main force.

Li Zhuiyuan looked back at Tan Wenbin and didn't say anything.

One reason was that it wasn't the time to talk, and the second was that the youth knew that if he turned back and said he shouldn't have risked taking things from the coffin, Tan Wenbin would definitely respond: "Alas, this is all I can do for the team."

The White Crane Tongzi was both opening the path and carrying people. By the time they left the classroom and came to the corridor, the time limit was up.

He used the talisman needle from the beginning this time, and the time was only this long.

It wasn't that he compressed the working hours, but that he had already been squeezed dry here.

Using the last bit of strength, the Tongzi knelt on one knee and placed Runsheng and Zhao Yi steadily on the ground.

Afterward, he didn't even have time to take another look at the youth and left directly.

Without needing to say more, Tan Wenbin immediately stepped forward to take over, enabling the ghost-controlling technique.

The two god-sons immediately became active, entering their godfather's body, and Tan Wenbin's body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He first carried Runsheng on his back, then tucked Zhao Yi under his left arm and Lin Shu You under his right arm, and continued to run.

They were already in the corridor area. It should be due to the influence of the white magma eruption inside, the ground here began to tilt downward, and the emerald barriers on the left and right sides and above had turned milky white, with magma that couldn't be held back dripping down from time to time.

When running here, not only did they have to pay attention to their feet, but they also had to pay attention to the dripping from above.

Zhao Yi had witnessed this entire escape process from beginning to end, and he subconsciously asked:

"Is this wave particularly dangerous, or is it like this every time for you?"

This wave, he Zhao Yi originally didn't have to participate in. It was because he sensed that his heart was about to fail and he was going to die that he actively got involved.

So, he was really curious now, whether it was because this wave was special, or if the one surnamed Li had always experienced this level of difficulty.

Tan Wenbin: "Last time, everyone was exhausted and fainted, but fortunately we met you."

Zhao Yi: "What do you mean 'fortunately'? I was also very dangerous, okay!"

Tan Wenbin: "If you have the strength to beep, then get down and run yourself!"

Zhao Yi immediately shut up.

The corridor ground was becoming more and more tilted, and the bottom was also constantly turning up.

But because of this, there was good news, which was that the white magma in the emerald barrier flowed downward first, touching that huge stone gate first.

This white magma was indeed terrifying. Under its erosion, the stone gate soon cracked.

The place that originally relied on the "invitation" mark to enter would no longer need a gate guard in the future, but there was no need to enter here anymore.

After rushing through the stone gate, Tan Wenbin's ghost-controlling technique reached its critical point, but the white magma in the corridor behind them welcomed the most rapid eruption with an accumulated momentum.

Along with it, the surroundings shook like an earthquake, and the snow on the peaks on both sides began to collapse.

In front was the staircase they had come up.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Jump!"

Tan Wenbin used all his strength to jump forward with the three people on him. Yin Meng immediately threw out the exorcism whip, binding everyone including herself to ensure they wouldn't be scattered in the earthquake and avalanche that followed.

And just before everyone fell, the youth swung his right hand downward, and a smooth ceramic ribbon appeared on the original steps, allowing everyone to borrow the falling momentum like a slide.

The terrifying hot breath and ice and snow intertwined, and the whole world seemed to be caught in a spin.

Li Zhuiyuan tried his best to use his qi and blood to constantly stimulate the ceramics to help everyone turn. The youth persisted for a long time, and after waiting until he roughly sensed that everyone had slid to a safe area, Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes.

He was too tired and needed to rest, preferably to take a nap.

He didn't know how long he slept, but Li Zhuiyuan heard footsteps, and the youth immediately opened his eyes.

In his vision, everything was red, which should be blood flowing from his eyes.

After blinking hard, the blood color faded, but what replaced it was a piece of white.

This was snow; he was buried in the snow.

"Swish swish!"

The snow above was being dug away.

Li Zhuiyuan's right hand gripped slightly, ready to act at any time.

He saw a pair of furry claws digging away the snow above him, and above, a yellow weasel's face was revealed.

The yellow weasel straightened its body, its face changed, and it gradually turned into a human face.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan open his eyes, this yellow weasel began to bow solemnly to Li Zhuiyuan.

In the distance, Brother Pangjin's surprised voice came:

"Thanks to Lord Wood, I finally found them!"

……

Brother Pangjin had rich wild survival experience, and because he had organized people to search the mountains not long ago, calling people to come up to help this time was quite familiar.

Li Zhuiyuan and the others were transported down the mountain.

Many of the people who came to rescue this time swore after returning that they saw Lord Wood this time. Lord Wood followed their search and rescue team for several days.

They only appeared in the morning, noon, and evening, watching from afar, but they couldn't be wrong; it was definitely Lord Wood.

At Li Zhuiyuan's request, Brother Pangjin didn't send everyone to the hospital but settled them into his own homestay.

……

After this wave ended, the sunshine in Lijiang also became brighter.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the chair in the corridor, basking in the sun.

His vision had recovered a bit, but he still had a headache.

Yin Meng sat blankly opposite the courtyard, watching her gu insects flying back and forth in front of her.

There were plaster casts on her two arms. When she jumped and slid earlier, in order to tightly bind everyone with the whip, she bore great pressure, and when her left arm broke, she switched to her right arm to continue.

After landing, she also sent her gu insects out to fly and find people.

However, whether it was the gu insects that found Lord Wood or Lord Wood himself searched and investigated by scent, it was unknown.

Anyway, when Yin Meng asked that gu insect, the gu insect's two antennae shook rapidly, meaning it was it that led the yellow weasel, absolutely!

Yin Meng, whose two arms were temporarily unusable, was a bit bored.

In the morning, she told Li Zhuiyuan that everyone else was unconscious, and she was idle anyway, so she might as well start extracting poison. Without the poison jars by her side, she always felt insecure.

Li Zhuiyuan asked her how she could extract it if her hands couldn't be used.

She said she could use her feet.

Li Zhuiyuan praised her spirit and then rejected her proposal.

Yin Meng had had accidents when extracting poison at home before. Now, extracting poison with her feet in someone else's house was truly too dangerous.

Zhao Yi, with a bandage on his forehead and leaning on a crutch, walked over staggeringly. After seeing Yin Meng, he waved to her and greeted her kindly:

"Good morning, Venus de Milo."

Yin Meng hummed at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi walked to Li Zhuiyuan's side, helped the youth pour tea, and sat down.

In the room on the other side, Sun Yan and Xu Ming were responsible for taking care of Runsheng and the others.

Even Zhao Yi felt that he and his subordinates had increasingly lived into the team's extra-team medical team for that surnamed Li.

If he had known, why did he bother researching their weaknesses when they had to suffer serious injuries time and time again?

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the flower tea and took a sip.

Zhao Yi lifted his clothes, revealing his chest. Tender skin had already grown on the wound, and through the gap, one could see colorful stones embedded inside.

Brother Pangjin said that when he found Zhao Yi, he thought Zhao Yi was already dead because there was no heartbeat.

Then Lord Wood found some stones and filled them in one by one, and then miraculously, Zhao Yi's heartbeat reappeared.

Cats have cat ways, mice have mouse ways, and yellow weasels can stand up and pee.

Sometimes the problems you search for everywhere without success, the answers might be held in the hands of casual little people or even little animals.

Zhao Yi: "Don't say, it's thanks to you sealing the yellow weasel before entering the stone gate, and it is also grateful for this.

If it weren't for it, even if we escaped from inside, we wouldn't necessarily be able to go down the mountain in one piece.

At least, I should have died."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You also sealed it."

Zhao Yi: "Ah, yes yes yes, we are quite lucky."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's not luck."

Zhao Yi: "It's karma. But you are cold to people, yet you were willing to be so good to that yellow weasel that day."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Because before entering the door, I saw it, and I had a premonition."

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes: "Tell me more specifically, I can feel that you kid play more fancy than me."

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head to drink tea again.

Zhao Yi smiled and said: "By the way, you said that black-robed person at the bottom of the tower, why didn't he project more corpse qi out at the beginning? Why was he so stingy, first thirty percent, then add ten percent? If he added a little more, you controlling that scholar, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to stop him. Alas, in the end, it's still doing big things and calculating small accounts."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and put down the teacup: "His clone has drawbacks and possesses strong independence. In fact, the forty percent he projected out at the end was already the limit. Any more... it would be hard to say who is the original body. He himself might have become a clone."

Zhao Yi: "Oh, so there is this problem, no wonder. Alas, this wave was truly dangerous, and I don't know how much merit I can get from it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Your heart problem is solved, what else are you hoping for?"

Zhao Yi: "No, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "This time I have already learned many things in this wave. After I go back, I will slowly digest them."

Zhao Yi understood. This was probably the reason why the youth could share a large amount of merit with his subordinates.

"Sigh." Young Master Zhao sighed, "Thinking of that black-robed person's family, it's really quite pitiful. The ancestor was so powerful, able to lay out such a big game in the secret realm, and should have been someone eating the Heavenly Dao's imperial grain, but ended up exterminating his own clan. In the end, he didn't get anything, wasting this great merit."

"You sit for a while, I'll go wash my face."

"Go, the sun is good today, suitable for me to bask my heart."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked into the room, turned on the faucet to catch water in a basin, and then buried his whole face in the basin, gently rubbing the sides of his face with both hands.

When the youth raised his head, half a thin human face skin was peeled off by him.

Qingtang, March Forest.

This was the location of the ancestral grave told to him by the faceless person.

Actually, Zhao Yi's sentence just now was not quite accurate.

That family might not have gotten nothing.

He had to find time next to find the current location of this place name, and then go to that ancestral grave to see.

Logically speaking, there should still be a faceless corpse lying in that cemetery now.

If it was still there, that would be fine. If it wasn't, it meant that the ancestor who once laid out the ascension game... was the only true beneficiary.

Since he could deceive and sacrifice others to exchange for merit from the Heavenly Dao, why couldn't he sacrifice his own descendants as well? When the black-robed person said he was able to enter the ancestral grave in advance because he "died," was it really just luck?

Looking at the half face skin in his hand, a guess emerged in Li Zhuiyuan's mind:

Could it be that the one who truly wanted to ascend to immortality was him?

(End of chapter)