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In the stone hall, there is no blame standing silently.

Not far away is the remains of Hua Niang.

He looked at the smile on the woman's face, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he didn't want to think about it or give an evaluation.

I remember that Qi Sanren has a saying that is good: Go to the dream to find cause and effect, and don't be a chaotic person in the next life.

Wuyi shook his head and turned around, only to realize that when he was staring at the flower girl on the ground, the more than thirty surviving women in the stone hall were also looking at him.

"Let's all go home!"

Wu Ji waved his hand, his words were a little weak, but seeing that no one moved, he thought for a while and suddenly said, "Let's go and wait at the bottom of the mountain, I will try to open the stone door." And there are all the cars and horses under the mountain, and it is not difficult for you to go home. ”

The poor women still looked like they were hesitating, but in an instant, they knelt down and bowed one after another, and then they got up one after another, and each walked away in panic through the hole where they came.

Without thinking much about it, he raised his feet and ran to the remains of the two monks, Wan Feng and Wang Yu. He concentrated for a moment, and found two points of mana light from the opponent's sleeve and directly smashed them with his sword. There was a "bang" explosion, and there were suddenly two large piles of things on the ground. He made a slight discernment, leaving only seven or eight paper talismans, and collected the rest of the things along with the dark iron black sword into the Kui Bone Ring, and then retreated to a cave, raised his hand and waved the paper talismans, and seven or eight flames swept away.

In the blink of an eye, the flames filled the surroundings and joined together. Then the flesh burned, and the stench of scorching was disgusting. The fire grew more and more fierce, continuing to rush to the various holes in front and behind the stone hall.

Blameless walked down the hole to avoid the fire, and didn't take a few steps to suddenly slam his feet. He was only slightly stunned, hurriedly turned back, protected his body with spiritual power, directly crossed the sea of fire, and jumped out of the row of sunny ventilated holes on the south side of the stone hall. And the others were in mid-air, dumbfounded.

I saw that in the corridor on the lower floor of the stone hall, the more than 30 women seemed to have an agreement, and they actually carried each other over the stone fence and jumped off the cliff at the same time. One after another, the weak figures fell to the ground quickly, light, relieved, and resolute and fearless......

"No—"

There was no blame and the heart to save it, but it was too late, and when he shouted, the series of figures had already fallen to the ground one after another. There was a "bang" sound, and a cloud of dust and smoke rose from the foot of the mountain. When he was stunned, he lost his bearing, and his body shook, falling like a stone.

More than thirty poor women fell one by one in blood and dust.

The blameless fall was in a hurry, and the wind movement was urging, and the body suddenly slowed down, and then his feet slowly landed. He was still in disbelief, his mouth open, looking around the corpses, suddenly stopped, couldn't help waving his arms, and shouted loudly: "I have escaped from the tiger's mouth, why did I jump off the cliff? I am about to go home, why do I take my own life? I can endure humiliation and survive, but I am bent on death? Stupid women, where do we put our parents and brothers...... and sisters where do we put

His neck was bruised, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked extremely angry, and his expression was full of unspeakable pain and sorrow. After a while, he staggered a few steps, sat on the ground like a lost soul, and buried himself deeply with his head in his hands.

Those women were humiliated in every way, but they still secretly survived, and when they went home, they suddenly gave up and chose to die, who will tell me, what is this for?

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At dusk, there was an additional mound on the hillside on the west side of the Red Ridge Valley.

Buried under the mound were the remains of thirty-two women, buried over thirty-two different years. Thirty-two young lives died in such a hurry, and finally they ended up in the same way.

And next to the mound stood the figure of a man in white, looking up into the distance with his hands behind his back.

Instead of burning the remains of the women who fell off the cliff, he dug a pit on the hillside to bury them. After he was done, he stood for so long.

Not far away, the lake is clear and waveless. As the sun sets, the lake and the lush forests are shrouded in a warm golden hue. Nothing seems to have happened in the quiet valley, just like the cycle of the seasons cannot take away the loneliness of time.

As twilight fell, the silent valley sank into darkness.

Blameless sighed slowly, turned around and picked a bunch of wildflowers from the grass and put it in front of the mound, and then walked down the hillside to the lake, pacing slowly by himself. On the other side of the lake there is a meadow, which is as soft as a tree. He walked to the grass and lay down on his back, then closed his eyes and snored softly.

Since he returned to the capital, he has not slept soundly. Now hiding in this Hongling Valley, which is far away from the world, you should sleep very well......

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Three days later, the valley was as silent as yesterday.

The figure on the grass had changed from lying on its back to curled up, but its eyes were still closed, and its soft snoring was intermittent. And when the sun rose, his snoring was gone, and his whole body convulsed, and then he suddenly turned over and sat up, looking stunned as if he had woken up from a dream.

Where is this?

It's not Lingshan, it's not the capital, it's not the barracks, it's not the border battlefield.

This is the Hongling Valley of Hongling Mountain, a place isolated from the world, or a den of thieves where bandits are entrenched, and more than 30 innocent women from good families are buried......

Remembering everything that had happened three days ago, he couldn't help but sigh again, and shook his head suddenly, trying his best to dispel the depression in his chest. After a few moments, he had gradually regained his old self.

Manpower is sometimes poor, there are many confusions in the world, and it is lonely all the way. Even if it is all this, it is nothing more than a delay on the way. Next, I still have to rush to Lingxia Mountain.

Blameless was silent for a moment, and then took out a diagram and looked at it intently.

In the map of the Western Zhou Dynasty, there is no mark of Hongling Valley. However, I heard that Hongling Valley is located between the two countries, and to the east, as long as you reach Nanling Kingdom, it is not difficult to find the direction of Lingxia Mountain.

Blameless put away the picture Jane, and there was another jade plate engraved with the word "Lingxia" in his hand.

This piece of door master token left by the Qisan people is not trivial. It is not only the only way to go to Lingxia Mountain, but it may also be a talisman to save your life!

Thinking of this, Wu Ji couldn't help but reach out and stroke the jade plate, and when his fingers inadvertently brushed the handwriting on it, his expression moved slightly.

The word Lingxia is a raised yang text, the size of a copper coin, which is inconspicuous, and behind the character, there is another layer of light word marks, which can only be distinguished by condensing the divine sense. There are dozens of subtle characters on the top and bottom, and when they are connected, there is a formula: Lingxia Jue......

Blameless suddenly made a discovery, and was secretly surprised. And after half an hour, he finally figured out the usefulness of Lingxia Jue, he was very unimpressed, but he didn't have time to think about it, and then put away the jade plate and waved the bone ring in his left hand again.

In an instant, a large pile of things scattered.

There was a black shadow roaring out, soaring into the air for more than ten zhang, and then falling on the grass with teeth and claws, it was actually the young Jiao, which was more than two zhang long, one foot thick, and the whole body was black and bright. It circled back and forth on all fours, hissing from its mouth, then glanced back at it, and shook its head as if pleading.

After the young Jiao was cast the "Ten Thousand Beasts", he became a lot more obedient, but he was confined to the narrowness of the ring and could not be casual, he could only sleep every day, and he was really suffocated, and now he was suddenly released, and he was very surprised and happy and vivid.

Blameless looked at it, as if he was looking at a naughty child: "From now on, I will call you Xiao Hei." Go for it—"

The young Jiao actually understood, nodded again and again with a big mouth, stroked his limbs, shook his head and tail, and then jumped up dozens of feet, "plopped" into the lake, and gradually made a big splash.

Wu Ji looked at the black Jiao playing in the lake, and a faint smile appeared on his face. After a while, he looked down at the pile of things in front of him.

Forty or fifty spirit stones should be the savings of the three monks entrenched in Hongling Mountain. Those three guys are also rich.

A jade plaque and two jade slips, respectively, are the token of the immortal gate, and the jade slips and classics of the Yushan exercises, which should be left by the old man called Wude. And there is an explanation in the classics, it seems that the Yushan Immortal Gate has long since declined. And on that jade pendant, the words Hongling Immortal Valley are engraved.

The three or five jade slips are ordinary immortal cultivation techniques, or codexes, which are the things of two monks named Wan Feng and Wang Yu.

In addition, there are three identical jade pendants, four or five flying swords of different textures, more than ten bottles of various kinds of elixirs, more than ten talismans of different uses, hundreds of gold and silver jewelry, and fragmentary sundries.

Wu Yi grabbed the three identical jade pendants and examined them for a while, leaving one of them. The rest of the things were put into the bone ring by him, and then he stood up, and with a light tiptoe, he went fifteen or six feet, and galloped along the shore of the lake.

After a while, he returned to the bottom of the cliff where he came, and then followed the stone steps and went straight to the three-story cave with a height of 100 zhang. At the entrance of the stone hall on the top floor, there are still traces of smoke and fire and the smell of blood.

Blameless raised his hand to summon the magic sword to chop the rock, and it took an hour of incense to finally seal the so-called Juxian Palace, and then searched for it on the second floor, and then the lowest layer. Whether it's extravagant or poorly furnished, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

He turned back and continued to look at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there are four or five other caves, stacked with all kinds of goods, food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Blameless and polite, I searched for some suitable things such as clothes, boots, wine and food, and brought them with me.

In the open space at the foot of the mountain, there is also a row of stables, with dozens of healthy horses tied and more than a dozen carts parked.

He let out all the horses in the stable, leaving only four of them to walk, and the rest to roam around without their bridles. The Hongling Valley is large enough, with mountains and water, and abundant vegetation to feed the herd of animals.

Blameless turned over the horse, and was about to leave, as if reluctant, looking back at the valley.

On the originally silent lake, a black Jiao's figure was churning. I saw that sometimes it broke through the water, and sometimes splashed with waves and was happy.

The guy was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't take it with him. It just so happens that this Hongling Valley is located in seclusion, far away from people, and the aura is overflowing, it is better to leave it here and return it to a free world.

"Xiao Hei, it's good to play, don't go out without permission to cause trouble, see you in the future!"

Wu Yi whispered a word, and a hiss suddenly echoed from the lake in the distance. He rode his horse to the cave door that led to the outside of the mountain, took out a jade pendant and pointed it forward.

In an instant, the stone gate "Karala" rose.

Wu Yi led the next three horses directly through the doorway, and before he closed the stone door, he heard someone say in surprise: "Little old man meets the immortal chief——"

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PS: This chapter is very tangled, I don't think I wrote what I wanted to write, or rather, if I was the main character, I didn't know what to do. As for what to do after the protagonist returns to Lingxia Mountain, I don't know, I always set up problems for myself like this and torture myself. After thinking about blamelessness for a long time, I still deleted it, this fucking life is so helpless, I want to change, or find happiness in it, what a strong mind it must be!