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Chapter 445 High Mountain

I started to accept this fact.

In other words, even if I don't want to accept it, it's no use.

Because as time goes by, and as I walk through more and more villages, the death energy around me seems to have become a part of my body.

If someone could see me at this time, they would definitely think that I am a dead person, a walking corpse.

But the strange thing is that after I accepted it, I no longer rejected this feeling.

Some even like this feeling.

Every time I walk through a village, every time I clear a village with the Demon Sword, I feel refreshed.

But while I feel happy, a different emotion arises in my heart. This emotion makes me feel endless emptiness, not physically, but mentally.

It's like something is missing.

I have a vague feeling that this missing thing is what I need and am looking for.

I don't know how much time has passed. In this endless darkness, even though I walked through one village after another, I completely forgot about time.

Finally, when my whole body was completely enveloped in the air of death and my whole body looked like a black mist, the voice that kept echoing in my mind disappeared.

Instead there is a picture.

Each picture seems to come from a long, long time ago.

I saw a village.

The village was very big, bigger than any other village I had ever seen. If we really wanted to compare it, it would be at least as big as ten Badong villages, and it couldn't even be called a village.

The entire village is located in a high mountain.

There are many people in the village, at least tens of thousands, and they live in the village and only do three things every day.

They are going up the mountain, going down the mountain, and worshiping.

It's just that the people who did these three things were divided into two parts. One part was dressed in white and the other part was in black. Although they were in the same village, they were distinct from each other.

Among them, people dressed in white go up the mountain to worship every day.

And the people dressed in black went down the mountain and went to the foot of the mountain to worship.

There are two temples both at the top of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that the two temples look obviously different.

The clouds and mist on the top of the mountain are shrouded, and at first glance it looks like a fairyland. People in white clothes go up the mountain, and in the clouds and mist, it is like entering a fairyland, and each of them who goes up the mountain will hold a bead in their hand, and the bead is all over the body.

It's crystal clear, but if you look closely, there seems to be another sleeping figure inside.

After they went up the mountain and entered the fairy palace-like temple to worship the statues in it, they threw the bead from the top of the mountain.

I tried to track down the beads they dropped, but those beads disappeared instantly after falling from the top of the mountain, as if they had never appeared.

I tried to look at the statues among them again.

But I couldn't see it clearly.

I could only vaguely see that the statue seemed to be holding a sword, and the sword was flashing with thunder, but other than that, nothing could be seen.

I was a little disappointed, and then I put the picture in my mind on those people dressed in black.

They are a little different from the people in white.

Although the beads they held in their hands when they came down the mountain were not crystal clear, they were obviously turbid. Although the degree of turbidity of each bead was different, they were obviously not that bright.

They also took those beads to the temple at the foot of the mountain to worship, and the difference between the temple at the foot of the mountain and the fairy palace-like temple at the top of the mountain was that this temple gave me the feeling of being filled with deathly silence.

And outside the temple, I saw several statues.

Two of the statues are somewhat familiar to me.

It was strikingly similar to the bull-headed figure and the horse-faced figure that appeared when I used the Shocking Formation.

It's just that although these statues are dead objects, the pictures I saw gave me an extremely terrifying feeling, as if they came from the abyss, from death.

There is also a statue in the temple.

Different from the statue on the top of the mountain, I can clearly see the appearance of this statue. Although it is still a bit blurry, I am already sure that this statue is none other than Lord Taishan.

However, when I wanted to take a closer look at the picture that appeared in my memory, the picture began to flow away like a tide, and then became blurry. In the end, I could only remember one thing, and that was these pictures.

Maybe it has something to do with where I am now.

In other words, the village located on the high mountain may be related to Niang'er Village.

But other than that, I can't think of anything else.

I'm not sure if these images belong to my memory.

I can only be sure.

I seem to be getting closer to the truth.

Although the cost is that in this darkness, I seem to have become a completely stranger to me. If the appearance of this picture had not briefly awakened me, I would have gradually forgotten the purpose of coming here.

Fortunately, this short period of sobriety was enough for me.

I no longer control the Demon Sword, but let the Demon Sword take the initiative to clear out the undead zombies left here as before. Although the death energy will still affect me, the impact is much reduced.

At least it keeps me sane.

Although this reason is still being eroded, I still can't let me refuse the pleasure after killing those undead walking corpses.

I began to silently count the time, silently count the number of villages I had passed, and silently count the number of demigods who secretly paid attention to me.

Finally, when the last being with demigod strength stood in front of me, I knew that it was time to end everything I had here.

Same as the previous ones.

When it looked at me, it still asked the same sentence.

"Li Xuantian, when will you wake up?"

I used to be confused and puzzled, but then I chose to ignore it and ignore it. But now, I look at it and I have the answer in my heart.

"I'm awake the whole time."

"Why bother trying to stay awake anymore?"

After saying that, I no longer looked at it, but focused on the City God's Temple, which had quietly appeared in front of me again.

At this time, the Chenghuang Temple was opened.

The difference from when I came here before is that the death aura on the temple has almost disappeared, and the whole temple looks a little more sacred. Even the city god in the temple is more like a god at this moment.

Already.

only……

I don't look like a human anymore.

I looked at him and said, "Is this what you want to see?"

He shook his head and said, "It seems that you still haven't woken up."

I smiled and said, "I probably understand what you mean."

"As Xuannv told me before, the path I am going to take next may make me no longer the same person."

"I didn't quite understand it before."

"But now I understand."

"Those memories belong to me."

"Now I don't need it anymore."


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