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Chapter 100: Little Farewell

Tu Zigu's lips trembled slightly, and the wrinkles on his old face were deeply wrinkled. Before he knew it, a little tear fell quietly. He slowly leaned down at the great wizard and put his head on the cold ground.

The great wizard smiled, his expression a little desolate, and said, "After I leave, you don't have to worry about it. If that young man is willing, he will come and send my corpse back to his hometown. The matter here depends entirely on you."

Tu Magu did not look up, lowered his voice, and choked slightly, and said, "Great Wizard, don't worry."

The great wizard said leisurely: "I will die when I go, but I am not a big deal. But you are in southern Xinjiang and the future is fierce and the other four tribes do not know the sky and the earth are thick. Seeing that my Black Witch Clan loses its power, I am afraid that it will inevitably lead to injury. In the 100,000 mountains, the beast god may be resurrected at any time. If the catastrophe is coming, you will shoulder the burden and take care of yourself."

Tumabo gritted his teeth and agreed.

The great wizard slowly stood up, looked around, and suddenly said, "If the situation is really critical in the future, although this Qilidong is the place where our Black Witch clan has lived for generations, it is not unavailable. As long as people are there, there will be hope in the future."

Tu Magu's face turned pale a little bit again, and he slowly said: "Yes."

The great wizard sighed and walked out slowly.

When the hunchbacked figure, supported by Tumaku, followed by Matsuko and Yamamoto Akitsuki, walked down from the altar on the mountainside, not many people noticed it.

But with the sound of footsteps, the figure of the great wizard who had not appeared on Qilidong Street was finally noticed by the Black Witch tribe. With the shouts of surprise, more and more Black Witch tribes threw down their work and gathered together.

The great wizard smiled and kept waving to the Black Witch people around him, but he never stopped and walked towards the exit of Qilidong.

Finally, the Black Witch tribe members gradually felt something was wrong. In the crowd, some people began to shout loudly in the Black Witch tribe language. Although Jiang Chen and Yamamoto Akitsuki didn't understand it well, they thought they knew what the Black Witch tribe members were calling.

The great wizard's face seemed a little desolate. On his face, his smile gradually disappeared, and replaced by it was clearly a kind of sadness.

But he was still silent.

Just waved.

Walk away slowly.

Tu Magu also stopped, stood at the front of the crowd, staring silently at the hunched back.

The screams and cries in the crowd were already ringing, many people were panicked, and more people had knelt down towards the old man who was gradually moving away.

The general, who was walking behind the great wizard, looked at the old man silently and suddenly realized that tears flowed all over the old face at some point.

Finally, I walked to the passage outside the valley, and the crying sounds behind me had already echoed throughout the valley.

The old man's body began to tremble slightly. Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and looked at the land, valley, and sky again...

The Black Witch tribe members in the distance exclaimed, and many people jumped up from the ground in surprise.

However, the next moment, the great wizard closed his eyes tightly, as if he was trying to engrave everything on this land in his heart, frowned and turned around again.

There was suddenly silence in the valley.

Countless gazes seemed to be shouting silently behind them!

The muscles on the great wizard's face trembled gently, slowly, slowly stepped out, and disappeared into the passage.

There was silence in Qili Cave.

After a long time, I don’t know who was the first to cry out. In a moment, the whole valley was filled with sorrow.

One hundred thousand mountains.

After passing through the black forest and over seven dangerous mountains, there is a black witch surrounded by black air and whistling in the year round. And under this bare black witch without a tree or a grass, there is a big hole. The entrance of the cave is three meters high and five meters wide. There is a cold wind whistling out from it all year round, and it is even more mixed with sharp noises, as if a certain fury soul was roaring endlessly.

In the middle of the cave entrance, a stone statue stood upright, as big as a life-sized person. It looked like a beautiful woman, facing the depths of the Demon-Suppressing Cave and standing silently. The cold wind that whistled and cold all year round blew on the stone statue, making a low sound, like a fragile wooden board in a storm.

But, she seemed to never retreat!

The lich in black was standing in front of the stone statue and staring silently.

The evil dragon beside him seemed to be particularly afraid of the stone statue, subconsciously stayed away, looked around for a while, shouted, let go of his four legs, and ran up to the black witch. Soon after, it disappeared into the black air.

The cold and biting wind blew the lich's black clothes. In this desolate scenery, this person seemed to gradually appear empty and ethereal, with a hint of unreality.

He just kept looking at it, for a long time, even Han Feng'er began to wonder if the man in black had turned into a stone statue.

After Han Feng'er pondered, she followed the Lich secretly. Along the way, she knew that the Lich had a strange technique, and she was even more careful, not daring to be careless at all, and did not dare to approach the black monster and the evil dragon at will. In addition, the Lich probably thought that the person who was following behind was dead in the black forest, and she didn't even notice that Han Feng'er behind her, so she let Han Feng'er follow him and come to the ancient cave of the Demon Suppression.

At this moment, Han Feng'er was lying behind a small hill in the distance, looking at the black figure from afar, and couldn't help but start to wonder if this man in black would stand in front of this woman's stone statue for the rest of his life?

From the time of reaching the Demon-Suppressing Cave, the Lich has been staring at the stone statue motionlessly for more than four hours.

Just as Han Feng'er was bored and was about to close her eyes and fall asleep, the figure of the lich finally moved. Han Feng'er was excited and quickly looked carefully.

I saw that the lich in black seemed to have finally made a decision after a long period of contemplation or struggle, and bent down silently towards the woman's stone statue and bowed respectfully.

From afar, Han Feng'er saw the lich, and said something softly to the stone statue, but it was too far apart to hear it. Then, the lich's body slowly turned over and floated towards the depths of the ancient cave of the Demon-Suppressing Demons.

Han Feng'er frowned, and the mystery in her heart became bigger and bigger. There was obviously something great secret in the ancient cave. But in this extremely remote and in a place with poor mountains and rivers, how could there be such a stone statue of a woman standing in the middle of the gate of the cave?

Judging from the expression of the lich towards the stone statue, it is clearly closely related to the stone statue, I am afraid there will be an indescribable past.

Just as Han Feng'er was watching the lich disappear into the ancient cave and was about to lean out and sneak over and take a closer look at the stone statue, suddenly, the lich's body suddenly stopped.

Han Feng'er was shocked and almost thought that she had exposed her body in a hurry. She couldn't help but feel regretful. When she was anxious, she found that the lich had not turned back and looked at her, as if she didn't seem to have discovered her own appearance.

Only then did she feel relieved and hid her body quickly. She secretly poked her head out again and looked towards the ancient cave.

After looking at it, she couldn't help but look straight.

Just in front of the woman's stone statue, a ball of white air suddenly emerged from the entrance of the ancient demon-suppressing cave, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding black air and Yin wind. The lich also stopped and silently stared at the ball of white air.

The white energy gathered more and more, gradually condensed into shape and turned into a human form. From Han Feng'er, he was a tall man holding a giant sword in his right hand and a large shield in his left hand. His body was completely composed of white energy and was shaking in the cold wind, but his body movements and even the expression on his face were completely visible.

Han Feng'er was speechless, took a breath of cold air for a while, and whispered to herself: "What a ghost!"

She is from the Demon Sect and knows a little about such ghosts: According to ancient sayings, only the soul and soul are immortal in life. After a lifetime, the soul and spirit will leave the body and go to the next life, and reincarnation will continue in life. However, there are resentment in the world. Because of the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, because of fear, evil, and fear, they are attached to the world, looking back on the past, and not wanting to be reborn, which is a "yin spirit".

The ghost that Han Feng'er saw was definitely not those ordinary ghosts, but the most rare "evil spirit" in the legend. This kind of soul was mostly a person with profound practice during his lifetime, but after his death, he gave up his rebirth because of some extremely deep indignation and obsession, and was willing to protect something, become a desolate wild ghost, and floated in the sun.

Such a fierce spirit has a high level of Taoism, and it has ghost power after death, so it is even more fierce. Ordinary cultivators are no match for them at all. They can be said to be fierce ghosts in all directions. However, people in cultivating often see rebirth more than ordinary people, and few people give up rebirth, so fierce spirits are so rare. Han Feng'er was really shocked when she suddenly saw this.

However, looking at it, the black-clothed lich seemed to have no surprise. Facing the fierce spirit blocking his way, he just slowly looked up.

The evil spirit's body composed of white energy was extremely tall, almost blocking the entire hole of the ancient demon-suppressing cave. The lich looked at the evil spirit holding a sword and shield like a god of war, and suddenly sighed.

"You are finally willing to come out to see me?" he said quietly.

The evil spirit stared at the Lich coldly. His white energy and the black shadow of the Lich were like two extremes that were absolutely uncompromising.

"What qualifications do you, a traitor who has betrayed the Empress, dare to say this?"

The lich's body seemed to tremble for a moment. He was always unfathomable and was stabbed by such a sentence, and his whole body was as painful as he could.

He looked up at the angry face, but for a while, he remained silent and slowly lowered his head.

"You get out of the way!" The lich was silent for a long time and said slowly.

The fierce spirit looked at him coldly and said, "Didn't you regret it before the statue of the Empress?"

The black clothes on the lich's body moved lightly again, and it seemed that he was under the black clothes. He was also very excited, but he did not look back at the stone statue woman after all.

"I'm right, it's the Empress who is wrong!" he said in a stern voice.

"roar!"

The evil spirit suddenly roared angrily, and the roaring sound was like thunder in the sky and instantly fell into the world, exploding to the distance and flying stones: "Beast! You shameless person, you dare to say such words!"

Han Feng'er frowned in the distance, and couldn't help but reach out to cover her ears. From such a distance, she couldn't hear the black and white conversations. However, the sudden shout of the fierce spirit almost seemed to be thundering in her ears, buzzing in her ears.

In the distance, the lich was masked with a black veil. He couldn't see his expression, but he only heard his voice, but he became more and more desolate and painful: "I'm right, I'm right..."
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