The ancestor of Fuwei told about the battle of the Demon Well in the past, feeling sad.
Originally, the guards of the Eighteen Palaces were unwilling to risk their lives, but the palace master said: "Since I, Du Tianfu, am an extreme force in Xuanyu State, I must shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. If you are not willing, I will not
You can go."
The guards of the Eighteen Palaces are not people who are greedy for life and fear of death. They are just worried that something will happen to their group and that Dutian Palace will have no successors. Sure enough, the battle of the Demon Well is far more terrifying than the palace owner and others expected. Who can walk out of the endless desert alive?
There is only one person.
If it weren't for the survival of an ancestor of the Fu Wei, the situation in Dutian Mansion would probably be even more serious than it is now, and the sect might even be wiped out.
"Back then, my Dutian Mansion suppressed all realms, and Xuanyu Prefecture was called the leader. Now, more than a thousand people live here. I am ashamed to be the master of the palace!"
The ancestor sighed sadly. Due to the large mood swings, the magic well karma in his body took the opportunity to cause trouble, further aggravating his injuries and coughing violently.
On that day, the ancestor originally wanted to die in the desert with the palace master and others. However, each of the brothers took the risk of death and forcibly removed some of the karma from the ancestor, opening up a way to survive.
"Xiao Qing, you must get out alive, Dutian Mansion cannot interrupt the inheritance."
"You are the least contaminated with karma, so you must hold on. The future of Dutian Mansion will be left to you."
"Even if you go to Huangquan Road, your brothers will walk together. It's just hard for you to live alone in this world. Don't be afraid, your brothers will be waiting for you."
"Xiao Qing, I will leave all the fine wines I have collected to you! If you miss us, have a drink. Dutian Mansion is our painstaking effort, and you have to sit here until the last moment."
Among the eighteen palace guards, the eighteenth one who survived was named Nie Ziqing. The seventeen palace guards above him were all older than Nie Ziqing.
The instructions of his brothers echoed in Nie Ziqing's ears again, and before his eyes he saw the bloody appearance of his brothers fighting to the death. The eighteen brothers had their share of quarrels and conflicts, but the feelings between them were stronger than anything else.
Brothers are willing to sacrifice their lives for each other.
There must be someone in Dutian Mansion to stabilize the situation and not to interrupt the inheritance. The guards of the Eighteen Mansion just looked at each other and made a decision to send Nie Ziqing out at all costs and leave him the chance to survive.
Nie Ziqing returned to Dutian Mansion alive, but he suffered from soul torture every moment. People who survived often suffered more.
Many years ago, Nie Ziqing drank all the wine that his brothers had saved, and became extremely lonely. Sometimes, Nie Ziqing fell into a state of madness, imagining that he was still a child, free and unrestrained.
Xu Changge and others listened to the words of Patriarch Nie Ziqing, as if they had witnessed the turmoil with their own eyes, and felt sad in their hearts. There was a dull and depressing atmosphere in the air, and they felt the same.
"The Endless Desert has become more and more restless recently. It won't be long before the desert becomes turbulent again."
Xu Changge broke the silent atmosphere, his expression solemn.
Inside the stone gate, Nie Ziqing heard these words, and the demonic energy emanating from his body became a little stronger, and he said in a deep voice: "It has only been a thousand years, is the disaster of the magic well going to happen again?"
"Little monk, can't even the living Buddha suppress the magic well?"
Nie Ziqing asked.
"I don't know, little monk." Shu Qinzhi shook his head. He had never heard the old monk say anything about the magic well.
"If the desert is really unsettled, I will not sit idly by and ignore it. It would be a great honor to die in the desert and be buried with the master and the others."
Nie Ziqing is not afraid of death, he only wants to implement the beliefs of the Palace Master and others and fight to the death.
It is far better to die fighting in the desert than to die in a cave.
"Thousands of years ago, Dutianfu took on all the responsibilities, but the world didn't know anything about it. If Dutianfu hadn't escaped from the world, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out. I will get back the dignity and honor that Dutianfu has lost."
Even if Xu Changge's blood is not Du Tianfu's blood, it is impossible for Du Tianfu to be wronged.
"There are successors to Dutian Mansion. If they know about it, they will be smiling."
Nie Ziqing smiled happily.
As for what Xu Changge said, Nie Ziqing didn't take it seriously for the time being. Even though Xu Changge was the descendant of Emperor Haotian and had an extraordinary background, he was just a little baby now and could not change anything.
If God favors Dutianfu, let the child Xu Changge truly grow up and protect Dutianfu from being bullied by others in the future!
Nie Ziqing prayed silently.
After saying so much, Nie Ziqing felt a little tired, and his tone seemed a little weak: "I'm tired, you can go!"
Xu Changge and others bowed, turned around and exited the cave.
After returning to the side hall, everyone felt very heavy.
"Is the magic well at the bottom of the desert really so scary?"
This was the first time Su Fengwu knew this secret. It turned out that this was the real reason for the decline of Dutian Mansion.
"No matter how terrible it is, it must be dealt with."
Xu Changge was thinking in his mind how to solve this matter at the minimum cost.
"What can you do?"
Chen Zifeng didn't know about the magic well before, but now that he knows it, he wants to do something. If Tianjiyuan can help, Chen Zifeng will definitely try his best to get the old guys from Tianjiyuan to help.
"There won't be any trouble for at least ten years. Let's see first and then talk!"
Xu Changge calculated the time.
During this period, Xu Changge needs to study the blood coffin in Linglong Tower. If he can get the blood coffin to leave Linglong Tower and is willing to take action, then suppressing the magic well will not be difficult.
The blood coffin has its own spiritual intelligence and is tainted with a trace of the authority of the being from the ancient times. With this trace of cause and effect, it is easy to suppress the demon well.
After all, that being was the previous Lord of the Linglong Tower. He once cut off an era, destroyed an ancient forbidden area, and renamed the forbidden area the Coffin of the Burial Immortal. For such a terrifying figure, every ray of cause and effect has endless power and terrifying power.
Extremely.
Everyone chatted for a while and then each meditated and rested.
Xu Changge walked into a guest room and placed a ban around it.
Then, Xu Changge's spiritual thoughts entered the Linglong Tower in his body and tried to get close to the blood coffin.
Xu Changge talked for a long time, but the blood coffin was indifferent and there was dead silence.
Whenever Xu Changge approached a certain limit, the blood coffin would emit a breath of death, preventing Xu Changge from moving forward even an inch.
"Can we discuss this?"
Xu Changge wants to make a deal with the spiritual wisdom of the blood coffin.
After a long time, the spirit of the blood coffin did not respond and ignored Xu Changge.
"In any case, Linglong Tower belongs to me now. By entering the tower, do you owe me a favor? Should you repay it?"