Luo Yi stared blankly. This scene was clearly reflected in his mind, as if he had experienced it himself.
There is no doubt that this is the real reason for the collapse of Xiaoyao Sect.
The Xiaoyao Sect actually died of mass suicide, or even...cannibalism?
Luo Yi thought blankly, but no matter what, he couldn't figure out the connection.
The previous part of the picture clearly shows that the Xiaoyao Sect is an unprecedentedly united sect. It is much more united than Luo Yi's own Luojian Sect.
Regardless of their level of cultivation, all members of the sect are as close as one family. Even children live with many innate and even powerful people in the Tao realm.
This is a large sect and family that is united to the extreme.
But why did they suddenly turn against each other and kill each other?
And judging from their reactions, it was obvious that the men in golden robes were not willing to do this kind of thing of killing each other. But when they actually started fighting, no one held back...
What was the reason that made them so determined?
And that huge tripod...
What kind of existence is that?
The souls of countless Xiaoyao Sect strongmen seemed to have gotten into the mouth of the cauldron. Even the souls of the deceased Xiaoyao Sect disciples were eventually sucked into the giant cauldron.
But why is this? Why do the people of Xiaoyao Sect submerge their souls into the giant cauldron?
The dark clouds above the giant cauldron roared one after another, and they clearly contained countless creatures. But in the end, all the dark clouds were sucked into the giant cauldron. And this process lasted for forty-nine days.
What was in the dark cloud? Why did the giant cauldron absorb it? Then the giant cauldron broke through the air and flew away. Where did it go?
One mystery after another, like bubbles, kept echoing in Luo Yi's mind. But no matter what, he couldn't find any reason that could reasonably explain this scene.
Weird! It’s really weird!
This is not caused by a simple dispute over the interests of the sect. There must be deeper factors involved. And this factor is so important that tens of thousands of powerful members of the Xiaoyao Sect would rather live or die to complete it...
"What exactly is it?" Luo Yi murmured to himself.
"Curious?"
However, at this moment, a peaceful voice suddenly sounded in Luo Yi's mind.
Luo Yi was shocked and came back to his senses.
Then, he saw a kind-hearted old man wearing a golden robe quietly appear in his mind.
Luo Yi didn't even notice how the old man appeared. But when he saw the old man, Luo Yi shuddered and his eyes widened.
The old man is wearing a set of golden robes. On the robes, there are countless mysterious ancient talismans intricately engraved on them. He looks mysterious and simple. He has a clear face and white beard and hair. What is especially strange is that his eyebrows are extremely long.
His long, snow-white eyebrows hang straight down to his chest. His temperament seems ordinary, but in fact, he seems to have blended into Zhou Tian Dao. He is peaceful and rounded, like an old immortal approaching the dust, floating and calm.
And this old man was the same old man who was speaking in the scene in his mind, standing in front of tens of thousands of Xiaoyao Sect strongmen in the square in front of the Heritage Pavilion!
"Suddenly, three million years have passed by in a hurry... I didn't expect that the person who will inherit the mantle of my Xiaoyao Sect in a million years will actually be a child who is less than a hundred years old..." The long-browed old man looked at Luo
Yi, there was a trace of emotion on his peaceful face.
"Who are you?" Luo Yi's eyes gradually narrowed down, looking at the old man in gold robe, a trace of caution flashed in his eyes...
Taking advantage of Jiang Quexie's past experience, Luo Yi did not dare to be careless about the mysterious appearance of the golden-robed man.
Although the old man seemed kind-hearted, didn't Jiang Quexie's body also look kind-hearted? But what he did made Luo Yi almost die. The fault must be due to the Nine Jue, and now
Luo Yi, I'm afraid he is no longer Luo Yi.
"Don't be nervous. I, Jiang Lixi, used to be the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. Now, I am just a trace of the remnant soul in the inheritance crystal. You have the Nine Arts of Buddhism, and there is nothing I can do to you." The old man with long eyebrows said with a smile.
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"Master of Xiaoyao Sect?!"
Luo Yi was immediately shocked by the long-browed old man's answer.
Xiaoyao Sect, a super sect in ancient times! What kind of tyrannical existence could the leader of such a sect be?
Luo Yi looked at the long-browed old man in disbelief.
The old man's breath has not changed at all, it is still as if he has merged into Zhoutian Dao, Hunyuan Ruyi...
Listen to what he said, is this just a remnant soul?
So how strong was he in his prime?
Luo Yi really couldn't imagine it.
However, after a brief moment of shock, Luo Yi let out a breath, and then he bowed his hands in salute, his face completely softened, and he said sincerely: "It turns out to be the old sect master... Junior Luo Yi is rude, please forgive me."
For now, the long-browed old man has not shown any hostility towards Luo Yi. Naturally, Luo Yi will not retaliate with hostility. Luo Yi naturally has to respect such a strong man.
Luo Yi's behavior caused a smile to appear on the face of the long-browed old man. He looked at Luo Yi up and down, and finally sighed and said with a smile: "The most sincere love, the most pure goodness... But I am free from evil.
Zong, we have found a good successor."
"Uh..." The words of the old man with long eyebrows made Luo Yi stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the old man with long eyebrows would actually say such a sentence. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
The old man with long eyebrows looked at Luo Yi and chuckled: "Back then, Xiaoyao Zong used the power of the entire clan to complete the sect's mission. Only one person, Que Xie, disagreed with us and used the technique of spiritual confinement to take off the physical body.
, turned into a forbidden spirit, dormant for three million years. Three million years, Que Xie's character changed drastically... His excessive behavior, and his current ending, were all due to fate..."
"But if you have this obsession, how can you find a successor for our sect?... Everything in this world, every peck and every drink, has its destiny... If you don't deceive me," the long-browed old man said with a smile.
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However, his words suddenly aroused Luo Yi's curiosity.
Sect mission?
What is the mission of the sect?
Could it be that... Xiaoyao Sect's cannibalism and collective suicide stem from some sect's mission?
"Old sect leader, Xiaoyao Sect, what mission do you have to shoulder? You have to throw yourself in the door to complete it?" Luo Yi finally couldn't help it and asked.
"Suicide?" The long-browed old man was startled, and then sighed softly: "Indeed, in the eyes of most people, this is really the same as suicide..." As he spoke, his face also showed a look of reminiscence, as if he was
What to recall.
The words of the old man with long eyebrows made Luo Yi startled again.
Could it be that he committed suicide? Then the picture that appeared in his mind before...
"Are the images that appeared in this junior's mind... just illusions?" Luo Yi couldn't help but ask.
Luo Yi's words brought the long-browed old man back to his senses. He looked at Luo Yi and finally smiled and said: "It's not an illusion. It's just that before I answer your question, I have a question for you... These three questions
How have the lives of humans on the continent been like for millions of years?" As he spoke, a look of concern appeared in the eyes of the long-browed old man.
"How are human beings living?" Luo Yi was startled. He thought about it over and over, but he never expected that the long-browed old man would ask such a question.
How has human life been in the past three million years? How to answer this? He doesn't even know the living conditions of humans ten thousand years ago, so how can he know three million years ago?
And without a comparison, how should he answer?
Luo Yi frowned and pondered, but suddenly, an idea flashed.
A guess emerged from Luo Yi's mind uncontrollably.
The state of human life... fantasy totem... the cauldron... the dark clouds on the cauldron... the roar in the dark clouds...
In Luo Yi's mind, keywords jumped out one after another. And when all the keywords jumped together, Luo Yi remembered something else...
Sealing Dragon Sword!!!
Could it be, could it be...
Luo Yi's eyes suddenly widened, his body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "The mission of the sect... is, is..."
The long-browed old man's expression was slightly startled, but then a smile appeared on his face, and he praised: "The most sincere love, the most pure nature, the most pure goodness...and a quick mind. It doesn't matter if I pass on the mantle of Xiaoyao Sect to you.
It’s all in vain.”
However, the understatement of the old man's smile made Luo Yi stay in place.
His mind recalled the previous scenes again...
The originally peaceful and peaceful Daozang place turned into a place of death overnight. The disciples who were once as close as family members met each other at war.
When he was watching it at that time, Luo Yi was confused and only felt confused. But now, he suddenly understood. When he thought about it again, a tragic and shocking aura rushed towards him!
seal!
This, this is to seal the alien race!!!
Feng Long's unintentional words back then let Luo Yi know that the disappearance of the ancient alien race on the continent was not a sudden disappearance as in the legend, but because of some kind of seal.
At that time, Luo Yi knew that it was the most generous thing he had ever heard of.
In ancient times, there were thousands of races. Among the foreign races, there were so many strong ones. Who has the ability to seal them all?
Even if they are capable, and the aliens are not idiots, will they gather together and let others seal them?
But now, Luo Yi understands!
How did the ancient alien races disappear? Who sealed them away...
Shocking! Shocking! Shocking!
Luo Yi's mood was suddenly agitated and he was trembling. Facing this old man with long eyebrows, Luo Yi was in awe!
For the sake of human inheritance, countless strong men of the Xiaoyao Sect have given up their own lives, just for the continuation of the race.
What kind of heroic and broad feelings are contained in this? What kind of shocking righteousness?!
Righteousness!
At this moment, Luo Yi really felt the meaning contained in these two words... (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)