After Gu Changsheng took Zhang Lei for a grand tour around the military camp, they stopped beside a hill.
"It should be here, let's go in and take a look, be careful not to touch the spider silk in the tent!" Gu Changsheng warned, and then pulled Zhang Lei into the ground.
Then, he took out the ever-changing machine array device, quietly passed through the forbidden array, and entered a mysterious area covered by the phantom array.
The two of them got out of the soil and happened to be in a tent. There were a group of cultivators sitting here, as many as twenty in number, sitting in a large circle. There were a few faint traces of blood on their lips.
It seems extremely eye-catching.
These "wooden men" all breathe, and their breathing is very steady, just like people sleeping.
There were some spider webs around the tent, and some of the thin threads were connected to the heads of these 'wooden men'. Zhang Lei followed the instructions, carefully avoided these threads, and followed Gu Changsheng to a 'wooden man'.
"Are these people the group of big men who flew by Nanqin Town that day?" Seeing the figure of the 'wooden man', Zhang Lei immediately recalled the scene at that time.
However, at this time, Gu Changsheng did not pay attention to this small detail. Instead, he squatted in front of the giant man, stretched out his hand and emitted a faint white light to illuminate the giant man's face, revealing a face in the darkness that made the two of them see it.
The swollen face also feels creepy.
Moreover, the huge face of this giant man was covered with dust rising from the ground. It was obvious that this man had not moved his body for a long time.
Zhang Lei suppressed the discomfort in his heart and did not dare to look at it carefully.
Gu Changsheng handed him a dagger and motioned for him to lightly cut his finger. Gu Changsheng calmly pinched open the giant man's mouth and watched the blood drip into the giant man's mouth while observing the giant man's reaction.
A strange thing happened. After the giant man drank more than a dozen drops of blood, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly turned his eyes to scan the surroundings. However, his expression seemed dull, his eyes were dull, and there was no trace of anything.
An outpouring of emotion.
Gu Changsheng signaled Zhang Lei to remove his fingers and quickly stopped the bleeding. After losing the blood, the giant man's eyelids sank, then he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.
"This person is a spirit jar refined by a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment! There are six tents on this lawn, and the number of spirit jars should be more than a hundred! If they are all spirits refined with the spirit bodies of monks in the Foundation Establishment stage,
Jar, here is half the strength of an ordinary sect!"
Gu Changsheng's message rang in Zhang Lei's ears.
At this moment, there was a sudden movement outside the tent. Gu Changsheng quickly took Zhang Lei and escaped into the earth again. The two of them sneaked in the earth for a while and came to a mountain wall, overlooking this mysterious land.
area.
Below, a giant bald man who looked like a monk entered the formation with a general from the Lord of Luoyun City. The man with an astonishing height quickly walked out of the tent to greet him.
"Master Kongming, I just received an accurate message from the mountain. The demon army will come to steal the camp tonight. Lord Wenyang wants you to be prepared!"
"Did you bring the spiritual blood?" Master Kongming asked anxiously.
"I'll have someone bring them in right away!" The general quickly called his subordinates and carefully placed the large porcelain jars on the lawn.
With the arrival of this group of people, the originally quiet area immediately became lively!
Soon, groups of giant men walked out of the tents and lined up neatly in the open space. Master Kong Ming solemnly took out more than a dozen brocade boxes, took out the soul-locking beads from them, and chanted a spell in his mouth, each time.
The giant man tapped lightly on his forehead.
The eyes of the giant man who had been touched seemed to suddenly become brighter. They were divided into groups of eight or nine people, dispersed to the surrounding open space, and began to move their muscles and bones.
What's even weirder is that these giant men will suddenly form different formations in the open space like dancing masters. Then they dance in different formations as if they have a tacit understanding, sometimes performing their respective duties, sometimes in unison.
, from a distance it looks like a beautifully choreographed dance.
Zhang Lei was dazzled by what he saw, but when he accidentally saw a giant man's head turning around and his eyes made contact with his, Zhang Lei felt his head buzz, a strange emotion that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
appeared in his mind.
Zhang Lei couldn't help looking at the giant man's body with eager eyes, while searching for information about this person in his memories.
At this time, the more he looked at the giant man, the more kind and warm he felt.
"Friendly? Warmth?" Zhang Lei was startled and a little surprised by this feeling in his heart.
How could he feel kind and warm to such a bald man?
With this doubt, Zhang Lei began to carefully observe the nose and eyes of the giant man, trying to find out the reason.
Gradually, he discovered that if all the swollen facial features of the giant man were reduced by one size and then put back together, this face would actually still be very honest and very familiar to him.
This face gradually became clearer in his memory. Zhang Lei's face turned a little pale and he was silent for a long time before he said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Senior Brother, is it really you?"
The voice of this sentence was very low, and only he could hear it.
This person's reassembled face looked very similar to his senior brother "Zhao Gang" who had been missing for many years. Combined with the inexplicable words left by his former master before his death, Zhang Lei was 90% sure.
The giant man must have a deep relationship with Zhao Gang.
Is it true that as Master Gu Changsheng said, the giant man in front of him is just the refined spirit of Zhao Gang, and his soul is long gone? But where did his soul go?
Zhang Lei looked at the giant man dancing in the formation, but in his heart he was recalling the big brother who treated him like a brother.
After his senior brother Zhao Gang succeeded in building the foundation, he was suddenly arranged by the master to go out to slay demons. He remembered that his master strongly opposed this expedition and even went to the ancestor himself.
As a result, the elder Yuanying of the sect personally came forward to support the leader, and the ancestor was forced to succumb. Zhao Gang followed hundreds of sect members on the expedition, and ended up falling.
The last words left to him by the dead ghost master back then were first to let him leave Baijian Pavilion, and then he said that senior brother Zhao Gang was assassinated and would not be able to live in peace after his death. At that time, Zhao Lei did not understand the meaning of these words. Looking at it now
Senior Brother Zhao Gang's experience is even worse than what the dead ghost master described!
After a long time, Zhang Lei looked away from Zhao Gang, looking at the porcelain jars filled with blood with uneasy eyes, and began to be in a daze.
At this moment, he felt that his heart was a little cold, not because of Zhao Gang's desolate experience, but because of the indifference and ruthlessness of the world of immortality.
He originally thought that Baijian Pavilion represented the right side, the exorcism clan was the embodiment of justice, and those despicable methods that took away people's soul and sucked people's blood could only be used by demons and monsters.
But in fact, those so-called righteous sects were also involved in the sinful business of refining spiritual jars, and the coldness of the world made him feel a chill in his heart.
At this moment, he lost the power of anger, as if the person who fell into this situation was not his big brother "Zhao Gang" who once treated him like a brother, but an irrelevant passerby.
Is it because he knows that the person in front of him is just a spiritual jar and is no longer the gentle senior brother? Or has his heart become very iron-blooded?
This kind of selfish and indifferent performance made Zhang Lei himself a little scared. Only then did he realize that he had become so strange since he didn't know when!
"Who is your relative?" Zhang Lei heard Gu Changsheng's voice transmission. He finally woke up from his dementia, glanced at the giant man with complicated eyes, and nodded slightly.
"That's just a spirit jar. Now it's controlled by other people's distractions. He is no longer the person you know. In fact, he is no longer a person, but a spirit corpse." Gu Gu came to Zhang Lei's ears again.
long sound.
Gu Changsheng's words once again reminded Zhang Lei of the dead ghost master's words about "lost souls" and "walking corpses". He raised his head and said softly to the sky:
"Brother Zhao, if one day I gain strength, I will definitely find the real murderer and help you take revenge!"
After saying these heartfelt words, Zhao Lei felt a little more at ease like a self-hypnotized person.
At this time, he heard Gu Changsheng's voice transmission again: "Boy, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! The situation of the spirit jar is far from being as simple as you think. You have to stay calm and don't act rashly!"
"Yes, Master!" Zhang Lei nodded silently.
At this moment, the black sword on his waist began to tremble slightly, as if it was reacting subtly to a certain aura around him.