The ink-colored rain dyed the ink-colored sky, and the ink-colored turbulence flooded the earth.
At this moment, the huge amount of precipitation on Void Island has accumulated ankle-deep water in the low-lying areas.
The most spectacular thing is the huge chasm cut out from the second world of Xiao Kongtong from the Falling Abyss to the Blood Realm.
At this moment, it has become a river of ink!
Outside the Miracle Forest, the area is in ruins and broken trees are floating.
The terrain here is lower, and the accumulated water level is enough to cover half of the calf.
"Pah!"
On a thick wooden stake that was higher than the normal water level, Situ Yongren stepped on it with a gloomy tone, causing the black puddle above to burst and splashing with water.
The hem of his robe has been completely soaked by the rain, and the wet areas are initially ink-colored, but after a while, the ink color will fade away.
However, due to long-term exposure to the inky rain, the hem of Situ Yongren's robe basically changed between white and black, showing a gradient of gray.
"Sword Master Rao is gone too..."
Looking up, Situ Yong's heart was already a little desperate.
When he was falling into the abyss, he was inspired by Yu Lingdi's words and rushed towards the attack of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, which was under the fallen Netherworld Ghost Capital.
Controlling the Divine Envoy of Heaven's Secret, he saved Yu Lingdi from the attack, but he also sacrificed everything for it.
Xu Xiaoshou is really not a human being!
He was actually able to behead the divine envoy of Heaven and himself at the same time!
When Situ Yongren recalled that scene again, he felt his neck getting cold.
If he hadn't had a paper substitute, I'm afraid this disaster would have been impossible to avoid...
In the depths of the sea, Situ Yongren's treasures were already snatched away.
This resulted in him entering the Void Island. In order to survive, he could only use the most basic spiritual wood and use the secret technique to make the simplest secret paper.
These papers were cut into paper figures, used for sensing, exploring, dispersing one's own breath, etc. The most important one is undoubtedly the only substitute paper figure.
The paper substitute can replace the dead body and be resurrected in a distant place.
But if the soul, will, etc. are wiped out, the person who is resurrected will only be an empty shell.
This is the most powerful life-saving magic technique that Situ Yongren has mastered.
He had already calculated that he would be in a catastrophe on Void Island, so he put a lot of effort into making a paper substitute, even if it cost him his lifespan.
I originally thought that my catastrophe had been resolved by Master Dao Qiongtian in the Sin Palace. I never thought that that was just the beginning.
The catastrophe was not over until he fell into the abyss and was beheaded.
Yes, the battle involving Situ Yongren is completely over.
But he didn't expect that not long after he was resurrected outside the Miracle Forest, the situation of Falling into the Abyss would collapse!
"I will die too, right?"
Looking at Old Yan who had lost his semi-saint status in the distance, and Sword Saint Rao who was imprisoned by thousands of ink drawing lines, Situ Yongren only felt that he would be the next one.
He felt that his fate would not be as good as that of Heavenly Man Wusei, and when he was found out, he could still get Xu Xiaoshou's protection.
"If I am caught, Xu Xiaoshou will definitely be the first one to rush up and chop off my head..." Situ Yongren shook his head and smiled bitterly, and simply stopped raising his eyes, keeping his eyes out of sight.
Save people?
It’s hard for him to save himself!
After the paper man was resurrected, he had barely recovered a little spiritual energy until now. How could he take the initiative to enter the battle again?
"Clatter..."
He lowered his head and was about to leave the resurrection site when the sound of water being split came from the distance. Situ Yongren was stunned.
Anyone?
His spiritual thoughts had not recovered much yet. At this time, he reluctantly looked up with his naked eyes and saw two tall figures walking out of the Forest of Miracles.
These are two weirdos.
The rain had already covered half of their calves, but they didn't mind it. They stepped firmly into the water step by step and walked out slowly.
Like me, you can’t fly for the time being?
Situ Yong is very
I quickly rejected this ridiculous idea.
I can fly!
No matter how bad Void Island is, it is still in the Throne Realm. How can it be possible that it cannot fly?
After a while, as they got closer, Situ Yongren could see the appearance of the two people more clearly. Moreover, they seemed to be chatting?
One of the two had gray hair, a kind face, a folding fan in his hand, and a bright smile. He was the one listening.
On his fan, when he nodded repeatedly, it would sometimes say "Awesome"; when he smiled and said nothing, it would say "Easy to say, easy to say".
The other person has a tough face and sharp lines, but his eyes are very cloudy. At first glance, he looks like a mortal.
He is the character who speaks, sometimes laughing and following, sometimes shrugging helplessly, sometimes shaking his head gently, sometimes waving his hands repeatedly.
As soon as he moved his hand, Situ Yongren's attention was attracted.
"Four fingers..."
Boom!
Thunder shook the Void Island and heavy rain crackled.
Situ Yongren's face turned pale, and his already gloomy mood became even more ashes at this moment.
Mei is a person?
Eight acquaintances?
What's going on, just leaving the tiger's mouth and entering the wolf's den again?
Or the den of the Wolf Lord!
The sound of footsteps cutting through the water gradually became closer, and the sounds of the exchanges between the two people in front also came to my ears:
"...Isn't it as powerful as you always say? There are actually many flaws in the water ghost, but they are relatively small, but if you really pay attention, you can still detect them."
"What else? You kid, tell me later!"
"At that time, I was drinking with Kong Yuhen in Gujin Wangyou Tower. When I heard the thunder, I knew that the war had begun, but it turned out that there were multiple holy tribulations overlapping..."
"Multiple holy tribulations? You should be talking about the time when Jiang Buyi's three tribulations were difficult to control me."
"It should be, anyway, there were ten levels of thunder tribulations at that time, most of which were the auras of holy tribulations, but three of them quickly disappeared, the weakest three... At this time, the water ghost's flaw actually came out."
"Where is it? He used the second plane door to eliminate the holy calamity!"
"Yes, the holy calamity can be eliminated, but what about the sudden release of the thunder calamity aura?"
"You mean..."
"The holy tribulation is a holy tribulation, the thunder tribulation is a thunder tribulation, Yu Lingdi is just a slayer, he has to survive the nine-death thunder tribulation; the water ghost is Taixu, he has suffered three tribulations, so he has to survive the holy tribulation!"
"Well."
Old Sword Saint Mei was stunned on the spot, and the paper fan stopped shaking. He quickly reacted and said helplessly:
"Who would notice this at that time? We didn't have time to take care of ourselves at that time..." "Furthermore, Yu Ling is endowed with heavenly talent, and his level of Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation must be very high." "Just through one
You can use the fleeting aura of lightning to judge the level of cultivation of those who overcome the tribulation and find out the flaws. You call it easy!"
"But only outsiders like you, who know Yu Lingdi's identity first, will pay attention to it."
Even so, Mei Jiren still gave him a fan, and four big characters appeared on the fan: Awesome, Awesome.
"This can be considered a flaw. You will notice it if you are careful." Bazun smiled knowingly.
"This doesn't count at all. I didn't think about it at all at that time." Mei Jiren sighed helplessly.
"Of course you wouldn't have thought of it because I was interfering outside."
"How to say?"
Ba Zunzun immediately smiled even more, took out a black dragon scale from his arms, and said: "I took three dragon scales of the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon in advance, and they all contain the guiding power of the Holy Emperor's will."
"Two of them were given to the water ghost, and he was asked to give one to Xu Xiaoshou as a life-saving trump card. That piece can also help him block the fatal blow of the low-level Holy Emperor. I don't know if he has used it now."
"Besides, the piece I have is just for emergencies."
"Just like that time..."
Ba Zunzun paused for a moment, squinted his eyes, and shouted:
"Anyway, the water ghost is inside and I can't do it outside.
Take your time."
"I don't know if he noticed this or not, but as long as I can see any flaws, I will use the guiding power of the Holy Emperor's will to guide them away."
"Of course, you won't be able to notice it."
After Mei Yiren heard this, she took a deep breath and glared at the young man, "You are so thoughtful!"
"You are afraid of death. Speaking of which, you are so powerful. With that sword of wisdom, you emptied the will of even the strongest semi-holy divine envoy. It is breathtaking." Bazunzun praised sincerely.
"The 'people' don't include you!" Even after saying this, Mei Jiren turned from staring into a smile, raising her chin and shaking the fan much faster:
Easy to talk about.
The two of them were talking like this while passing by Situ Yongren, but they were still communicating as if they were blind and didn't see anyone:
"I have been wondering before, how could you let Xu Xiaoshou alone in such a holy war... If there is an accident, he will die immediately!"
"How could I possibly do that? The Forest of Miracles is protected by you. If you go to the Sin Palace and change the water ghost to protect it, Xu Xiaoshou will not die no matter how much he wanders. I still dislike him for being too restrained this time!"
"Restrain?" Mei Jiren raised her eyes to the sky, as if she saw the entire dilapidated Void Island, "If this continues, the Void Island will be gone."
"Didn't I remind him once? He understands that it needs to be serious."
"Oh, you young people still dare to play, but does Xu Xiaoshou know these arrangements of yours?" "Of course I didn't know before..."
"Then when he fights, he still has to rely on himself. How panicked should he be?" Mei Jiren couldn't help but defend his student.
"If a young eagle protects you, how can it grow?" Ba Zun smiled knowingly, "Xu Xiaoshou is doing well now, isn't it? He is evolving very quickly."
"You are so relieved!"
"It doesn't matter to me whether he panics or not. Anyway, I'm always here and won't let anything happen to him."
The sound of communication goes from far to near, and then from near to far.
Situ Yongren watched the two people coming and leaving, his body trembling from the beginning to calming down in the end, as if he was completely heartbroken.
Reason told him not to move at this time, and it was better to just be a tree stump quietly.
After all, even the Meisi people and the Eight Masters didn't see me.
But that was the Sword Master, that was the Eighth Sword Immortal. How could they not have noticed him? Or... ignored him?
I am so humble, like an ant on the ground, ignored by others?
Xu Xiaoshou was so brilliant that he could even ride on the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon and be the leader of the situation?
Situ Yong felt sad and angry, and his eyes became firm.
As Mr. Yan said before: "People can die clearly, but they cannot live ambiguously."
Situ Yongren couldn't bear that he might be in a state of confusion, and the two people in front of him suddenly looked back and took away their heads with a sword.
He opened his mouth and made a sound:
"Senior, why don't you kill me?"
The sound of the rushing water stopped for a moment, and the two people in front stopped walking, stopped communicating, and looked back together.
At this moment, Situ Yongren's face turned pale and his liver was trembling.
Sword Saint Mei is here!
The Tenth Seat, the Eighth Sword Immortal, the Lord of the Black and White Dual Lines, the First Seat of the Saint Slave, the man behind the initiator of the Void Island situation, the Eight Lords are familiar with it!
Forget about the former, after all we have met.
Regarding the latter, Situ Yongren grew up listening to legends.
The Eight Masters in his impression were a monster with three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, which was more terrifying than the real ghost beast.
But unexpectedly, it was until the Eight Masters looked at him from the front.
Everything in Situ Yongren's subjective memory was shattered.
He was just a swordsman who looked like a mortal, with yellow eyes and a mutilated body.
There was not only no sense of oppression in his eyes, but also a trace of confusion.
Ba Zunzun paused for a long time, as if he had finished recalling his whole life, and then he opened his mouth and said with a slight hesitation.
:
"Who are you?"
Situ Yong's body trembled as if struck by lightning.
really!
You really don't know me!
Ahhhh...well, but it's normal. It's the first time I've seen him. I'm not as dazzling as Xu Xiaoshou. How could Bazunzun notice me? Situ Yongren's thoughts were racing.
"He is the Taoist Palace Master's disciple, called Situ Yongren, and he is a young talent." Mei Siren explained.
"Oh, young talent..."
Bazun nodded his head, quickly turned around, waved his hands and left, "If you want to name me, you still need seven points of effort. Work hard, young man. I will try my best to remember your name."
Go, go?
Situ Yongren was dumbfounded, watching the tall figure leave firmly step by step. How could he just leave like that!
Everyone in Meisi has said that I am Dao Qiongang’s disciple!
Doesn't he care at all about the words "Master of the Dao Palace"?
Moreover, this tone...
Situ Yongren couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.
Regardless of his words, expression, or tone, Bazunzhen is just an elder standing in the highest position, encouraging a junior.
This has nothing to do with identity or anything else.
But, it shouldn’t develop like this!
Thinking deeply, Situ Yongren was inexplicably furious.
Isn't this a deeper kind of disregard? It's a more heart-wrenching disregard than ridicule, abuse, and killing!
Situ Yongren followed half a step forward and shouted angrily: "Senior, why don't you kill me!"
The Eight Masters kept their pace and turned around inexplicably. Finally, without answering, they looked at Mei Siren, "What's going on with him..."
Of course Mei Jiren knew what was going on.
But people like Bazun Shu will never understand how hurtful his ignorance is, so there is no need to say more.
Mei Jiren just shook out her fan with an indifferent expression, and didn't know when she changed it: It's hard to say, it's hard to say.
"You deserve to die?" Ba Zunzhen finally looked squarely at the man.
"Shouldn't I die?" Situ Yongren's lips were trembling.
"You didn't draw a sword at me, and you didn't say anything rude, so why should I kill you?"
"But our positions are different..."
"Just because of different positions?"
"Well, Mr. Yan, Sword Saint Rao, and Senior No. 2, they all took action against Xu Xiaoshou..."
"They are them, I am the Eight Masters."
"…"
Situ Yongren was quiet.
His cognition was refreshed once again, and he realized why there is a legend in the world of "eight gods one foot high in the sky".
Not only his strength, but also the person Bazun Shu knew was not in the mortal world at all.
He is too tall!
Above the clouds!
What he said just now was indeed ignored, but not ignored.
In his understanding, there is no such thing as taking the initiative to attack the weak, so why ignore it? And why not ignore it?
Situ Yong prepared a series of ways to die for himself, and then even thought of a reverse way to survive.
Finally he discovered...
His capacity is limited to the measurable broken tree at his feet, but Bazunzun's mind is broader than the sky of this Void Island.