A whispering sigh, as if there were and nothing, lingering in the hearts of everyone, making people feel depressed, like a thorn in their throat, and they still want to speak.

she……

Who is it?

When I raised my head, I found that the blood mist was everywhere, and the white bone hill and the headless figure in the blood-robed robe had long disappeared.

"They all went, who remembers that I was in trouble?"

Inexplicably, Lin Xun remembered what the will of the Fenxian Chen Linkong had said when he was in the Fentian Valley.

"At that time, when our group of people left the ancient wasteland, they were worried that the journey would be dangerous and accidents might occur, so they left their own mantle and fortune here for the purpose of passing on fire. Even if we die in a foreign land, the inheritance will not be cut off..."

This is Chen Linkong's original words.

Now, when Lin Xun heard the words of the woman who claimed to be "no disaster", a thought emerged in his heart.

"They" refer to Chen Linkong, a group of powerful men who left the ancient wilderness?

"No disaster! My Xuanming Divine Palace once recorded that at the beginning of ancient times, there was a talented Emperor Wuhuai Zhan who had fought against Jiutian and Jiuyou. He was alone and covered the years. All the same generations were dim!"

Suddenly, Ji Yunfeng spoke in a lost voice and spoke an ancient secret.

The Emperor is invincible!

Everyone was moved and their mood was turbulent. Could it be that the headless woman in blood robe just now was originally a war emperor in ancient times?

All those who can be named "War Emperor" are great figures who are enough to suppress an era!

A woman who can dominate her peers and dominate for a period of time is like a legend in itself, and it is enough to shock anyone.

"But... why did she appear here? And... her head is gone?"

Mo Tianhe took a deep breath.

Everyone was also frightened, yes, how could a war emperor even lose his head?

No one knows.

But after this incident, everyone became more aware of the strangeness and unknownness of the forbidden area of ​​the Styx River. The secret of its existence was revealed as the tip of the iceberg, which was already shocking!

The treasure ship continued to move forward, with a lot of mist, like a mystery that has been shrouded in eternity, full of unknowns.

No one noticed that at the stern of the boat, a beautiful figure sat there, wearing a blood-stained skirt, looming in the blood-colored mist, as blurred as illusion.

Lin Xun seemed to notice something and couldn't help looking back.

But he found nothing. The figure was clearly there, but his vision was empty!

Until I reached the other side, nothing abnormal happened along the way.

The blood mist faded away, and the sky and the nine bloody sun hanging on it were exposed again. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the distance, mountains lie dormant on the earth, with undulating peaks.

Without any hesitation, everyone landed on the shore, hoping to leave this place full of blood mist and mystery early.

Before leaving, a faint sigh seemed to sound in Lin Xun's ears.

Lin Xun turned around suddenly.

The blood mist was filled with it, and I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he had always felt strongly. In the depths of the blood mist, it seemed like a pair of eyes staring at him.

But when I felt it carefully, there was only the endless blood mist.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Xingyao turned around and looked at Lin Xun with some confusion.

"fine."

Lin Xun shook his head and followed everyone.

But soon, his heart skipped a beat because an old and dumb copper ring was hung on his hair in his ears.

It is only the size of a copper coin, simple and unpretentious.

Lin Xun was sweating coldly on his back. The copper ring was tied to the ends of his hair, but he never noticed it!

Who did this?

If the other party is willing, wouldn’t he be able to kill himself silently?

Lin Xun glanced at Ji Xingyao without any trace, but found that they were completely unaware of it.

Is it her?

For some reason, Lin Xun remembered the figure sitting on the White Bone Mountain, wearing a blood-stained skirt...

Lin Xun held the bronze ring in his hand, and with a slight sense, he felt only a bone-broken coldness. Apart from this, there was no other discovery.

Not long after, the "Divine Light Induction" in Ji Xingyao's hands finally returned to normal and led a path again.

This made everyone feel relieved.

In this forbidden area of ​​the Styx, the biggest worry is to lose direction.

"Fellow Daoist, I took the liberty to disturb you. Can you tell me about the 'War of War'?"

Lin Xun walked forward and asked actively.

This made everyone else stunned, and then they couldn't help but look at Ji Yunfeng.

They were also curious about why such a war emperor who had amazed for a period of time appeared in the strange blood mist and had no head.

But what disappointed everyone was that Ji Yunfeng knew very little, and he only knew the name of Wulang Zhan Emperor, but did not know his deeds and origin.

"But one thing is certain, any existence that is regarded as the 'war emperor' must have opened up a path of its own!"

There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the sage, "Since ancient times to the present, many Taoist paths have been passed down from the world. If we trace the origin, all of these Taoist paths were pioneered by the ancestors with great wisdom and perseverance!"

"Some paths are annihilated in the years."

"Some Taoist paths have been passed on to this day, such as the Xuanming God Mansion where we are, and the Wenxuan Jianzhai where Fairy Ji and others are all located, all have a sect inheritance."

"This inheritance is the path of Tao opened up by the ancestors of the sect. It can be said that it will bring blessings to all ages. When we first embark on the path of cultivation, we will benefit greatly and will not be astray!"

Everyone agreed.

Lin Xun's expression was a little strange, shocked and proud.

Because his path was also opened up by himself, and it was unprecedented, no worse than the ancient sages, and what he lacked was nothing more than further exploration.

If one day he can become a saint, he can fully develop his own tradition, educate sentient beings, teach scriptures and teachings, and be famous throughout the ages and be respected by all ages!

If you don’t follow the “old path” of ancestors, this “old path” was developed by a celestial figure like Wulang Zhandi.

For later generations of practitioners, this is a precious inheritance, but it is also a kind of constraint!

In Lin Xun's view, the experience and inheritance of our ancestors can be learned from and learned, but if you really want to create unprecedented achievements on the path of Tao, you must step out of your own path.

All learning and reference are not for imitation.

Instead, learn from one example and learn from other things, and use all the wisdom of the ancients, use it for me, and create your own path, so that you can have the opportunity to surpass the ancients.

Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die, are not like this.

...

The group walked forward under the leadership of Ji Xingyao.

I encountered several dangers along the way, but they were all resolved without any danger.

"Why do I feel that since we crossed that long river of blood mist, the dangers we encountered along the way have been much smaller, and there has not even been a fatal killing disaster."

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