The years I was in the human world

Chapter 119 Changle Palace

"After all, the Undead City is full of dead souls that cannot be reincarnated. Therefore, this city is extremely evil and most suitable for supporting evil spirits. If Xiao Ling wants to arrange some unusual formations and spiritual tools, it will be twice the result with half the effort." Xiao Fengzhuo cut his finger and drew a formation on the ground with blood.

He and Lu Zhouxue were guessing wildly, and the man who was originally lying down and waiting to die gradually became tense. Although he did not show it too obviously, his thoughts were guessed after all. As soon as Xiao Fengzhuo saw his look, he probably had something in mind.

"Now that this man is in our hands, it doesn't matter whether he confesses or not. It's just a waste of time." After Xiao Fengzhuo said this, he slowly put away the last stroke of the formation, pulled Xiao Yueheng's collar and threw him into the center of the formation, while saying meaningfully,

"My junior fellow apprentice has specially researched a soul-chasing formation to find his long-missing brothers and sisters. It can find all traces of the past. It is just the right time to use it now. Since it is a plan that sacrifices luck, I think it will not be difficult to find."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red formation on the ground emitted a dazzling red light around Xiao Yueheng, and then extended a blood-red mark not far away.

"Got it." This formation was developed by Xiao Jin in order to find his younger brother. Xiao Fengzhuo learned it with the original intention of helping him find the person, but he didn't expect that after the person was found, the formation was used in such a place.

Xiao Yueheng, who had been calm at first, saw that the formation had taken effect, and his expression changed obviously. He risked his blood and energy to flow backwards, and forced a ball of spiritual energy to condense in the palm of his hand, trying to destroy the formation.

Lu Zhouxue, whose presence was weak at the side, intercepted his action with quick eyes and hands, and pointed his sword at his wrist. The spiritual energy flowing through Xiao Yueheng's meridians was blocked, and after it was rebounded into his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Lu Zhouxue had never expected that the man who was equally talented as him in the past would be so weak now, with none of his ten thousand years of cultivation, and couldn't even take a single move from him. Thinking of his evil behavior when he sat down, his words were filled with a hint of regret: "Xiao Yueheng, do you really want to ruin your future?"

"What do you know? One day, you will understand that you are the fool who knows nothing." Xiao Yueheng spat out the blood in his mouth, and the wet hair stuck to his face. His eyes turned red in an instant, and his whole body showed a strange madness.

"Lu Zhouxue, I tell you, I did nothing wrong, and you are not me, you don't know what I want, and you are not qualified to judge!"

Seeing that he was desperate, Xiao Fengzhuo recalled Xiao Jin's tired but unbelievable face when he left Buzhou Mountain. He couldn't help but sneer and said, "He is not qualified to judge. What about your brother? Xiao Xueci, he has been running around for your sake, so he is not qualified to judge?"

He had never seen Xiao Jin so embarrassed. The always arrogant boy said to him in despair, "Sister, what should I do? Xiao Ling was wrong. He deliberately let the Wuxian people into the God Realm and murdered the previous Snow God. Sister, how could this happen? How can I save him?"

The young man who was determined to seek justice for his brother found out after a lot of trouble that all his efforts were in vain. The person he thought was the victim was actually a sinner who deserved to be put to death and had committed many evil deeds in the world.

Xiao Yueheng had always thought that Xiao Fengzhuo was a disciple brought by Lu Zhouxue to bully others. When he heard him mention Xiao Jin, he looked at him straight in the eye with a look of surprise: "Who are you? Why do you know my brother?"

What he was more worried about was Xiao Fengzhuo's identity. He was afraid that his actions had alarmed the group of cold-blooded yet conservative gods on Mount Buzhou. If that happened, all his plans and efforts would be in vain.

"I am the current demon ancestor." Xiao Fengzhuo squatted in front of him, raised his hand and wiped his face, removing the disguise to reveal his true appearance. Gods never show their true faces in the world because those who have achieved great success in the Tao can see clues from their faces.

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Yueheng had lost their divinity, so they naturally didn't care about these details. However, Xiao Fengzhuo was still an official god, so he had to disguise himself. Now that his true appearance was revealed, Xiao Yueheng knew at a glance that what he said was true.

"Demon Ancestor." Xiao Yueheng coughed up another mouthful of dirty blood. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and he said, "Speaking of which, the previous Demon Ancestor died in my hands. You are better than Jiuyi."

He also killed the previous demon ancestor? Xiao Fengzhuo's eyebrows jumped, thinking what kind of shocking secret is this? Did Xiao Yueheng kill more than one god?

"So what if it's Xiao Xueci?" Xiao Yueheng laughed, with a hysterical tone. He looked at Lu Zhouxue, "Qingjun, you are all crazy people who are only interested in strength. For the sake of that supreme path, you can give up everything. Even if he is my brother, he can't comment on me."

Xiao Yueheng has gone crazy. Hearing his words, Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo had the same idea. There was no need to try to wake up someone who was pretending to be asleep. Neither of them tried to hear a word of repentance from Xiao Yueheng.

"Let's go and see what he has hidden." Xiao Fengzhuo chuckled, ignored Xiao Yueheng, and stood up and walked towards the direction marked by the red light.

Xiao Yueheng stared at his back for a while, then lowered his head, thinking about something. He finally couldn't support his seriously injured body anymore, and slowly sat down, as if he had given up something. He said to Lu Zhouxue in a gloomy tone: "Heaven chooses its master, and now is the critical moment. Lu Zhouxue, I lose to you. If you want to fight for that supreme position, go ahead."

"Will you really let go so easily?" Lu Zhouxue asked suspiciously. He wanted to be in harmony with the Way of Heaven, but Xiao Yueheng felt that a supreme god should not have emotions, so he tried every means to stop him. They fought for this for many years, until Lu Zhouxue entered the world to experience tribulations. At this time, Xiao Yueheng suddenly changed his mind, and he naturally didn't believe it.

"It doesn't make any sense to let him go or not. Look at me now, what can I do?" Xiao Yueheng couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood. He seemed to be at the end of his strength. He leaned against the dead tree behind him and slowly closed his eyes. "Lu Zhouxue, people who have committed many evil deeds will also get tired."

Lu Zhouxue did not respond to Xiao Yueheng's words that sounded like repentance, but just thought in her heart, ah, it turns out he also knows that I have committed many evil deeds.

Xiao Yueheng died right after he finished speaking. He was originally an evil ghost, so the disappearance of his physical body would not make him truly dead. However, judging from the extent of his spiritual exhaustion, he would not be able to cause trouble for a long time. This was undoubtedly a good thing for them.

"Did you find anything?" After taking care of Xiao Yueheng, Lu Zhouxue followed. The red light marking the route extended all the way into the majestic palace city. Due to the tight security, the palace was difficult to enter, so Xiao Fengzhuo did not go in first, but stood at the corner of the palace waiting for him.

"Where is Xiao Ling?" Xiao Fengzhuo asked.

"He's dead, and it's hard to detain his soul. I thought that since he was injured, he would need to recuperate for a long time, so I just ignored him." Lu Zhouxue said, subconsciously ignoring the tolerance that came from the failure to get what he wanted during the tribulation.

When Xiao Yueheng was at Mount Buzhou, he was truly as beautiful as the clear moon and the breeze. There was no other god in heaven or on earth who was more beautiful than him.

"I thought you would definitely keep him." Xiao Fengzhuo said, and there seemed to be some other meaning in his calm words.

"Why do you think so?" Lu Zhouxue raised her hand and pinched Xiao Fengzhuo's drooping ear, as if to silently coax him.

"You said you loved him." Xiao Fengzhuo pulled Lu Zhouxue's hand down, squeezed it in his palm, and felt a little disappointed. "In the illusion of the old capital, you looked at him. He was so close to you, but you felt so sad."

Xiao Fengzhuo didn't even dare to think about it. If Xiao Yueheng hadn't cut off his own path and was still being pursued by Lu Zhouxue perfectly, how would he deal with it? He had to admit his own meanness. The moment he found out that Xiao Yueheng had already exiled himself, he was extremely grateful.

"Azhuo is unhappy? Why?" Lu Zhouxue tilted his head and smiled. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo's deflated face and asked the question even though he knew the answer.

"Mianmian, don't try to trick me. If you're not sincere, don't try to deceive my sincerity." However, Xiao Fengzhuo did not agree with him. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed his fingers. The answer he gave with his actions was tactful but left no room for any argument.

"Okay, don't think too much. Let's talk about these things after we get out, okay?" Lu Zhouxue let Xiao Fengzhuo hold his hand. He didn't respond directly, but it could be regarded as tacit consent. He gently coaxed the mandarin duck-eyed kitten in front of him, making the kitten smile.

"Happy?" he asked with a smile.

"I wasn't unhappy in the first place." Xiao Fengzhuo muttered softly, really like a cat saying one thing and thinking another.

After that, neither of them said anything. They carefully avoided the palace servants coming and going in the city and followed traces that no one else could see into the palace.

"There seems to be something wrong with the people guarding the city." On the way to sneak in, Lu Zhouxue noticed something unusual in the dim candlelight. There were only soldiers in armor coming and going, but no palace servants responsible for cleaning. Moreover, the style of the clothes on these soldiers did not look like the orthodox imperial guards of the dynasty.

"Looks like a Wuxiang person." Lu Zhouxue said.

Xiao Fengzhuo followed Lu Zhouxue's gaze and glanced in the direction of the soldiers: "They are Wuxiang people. Judging from the situation, it should be the period before the Chu Dynasty fled south that the Wuxiang people attacked the capital and occupied the former palace for pleasure, so most of the guards in the palace are Wuxiang people."

"It seems that this bamboo-clothed ghost wants to finish the story." Xiao Fengzhuo sighed softly.

Two soldiers carried out a corpse on a stretcher. The corpse was covered with a white cloth, so the face could not be seen. However, the bright red blood gradually soaked the white cloth, suggesting that the person had just died.

The soldier's feet shook, and a pale hand fell out from under the white cloth. It was wrapped in a coarse blue cloth and hung limply outside the stretcher, but it was unexpectedly slender and noble, very much like those of the nobles who were ignorant of the sufferings of the world. But if it was a noble, how could his body be hastily covered with a piece of white cloth after death, without even a straw mat? Even the exposed cuffs were old and rotten.

"Who is that?" Lu Zhouxue was not the type of person who cared about the life and death of others, but the hand that fell out inexplicably carried a certain kind of sorrow and sadness that made people look sideways.

"He is the king of the fallen Western Dynasty, Emperor Xi Huai." Xiao Fengzhuo naturally saw the body that was carried out silently. Without waiting for Lu Zhouxue to ask why the emperor had such a miserable ending, he explained, "The old emperor fled south with the prince. He was just temporarily captured to serve as a facade. The court officials may not recognize him as the emperor, so his end will naturally not be good."

"Really?" Lu Zhouxue withdrew his gaze, but was a little distracted. For some reason, the image of that hand dangling on the stretcher kept lingering in his mind.

"Okay Mianmian, don't worry about those things. We have reached the end of the formation marked." Xiao Fengzhuo said. What appeared in front of them was an abandoned palace. The palace door was locked with an iron lock. An ancient well could be vaguely seen through the gap in the door, and weeds were overgrown around the well.

"...Changle Palace?" Lu Zhouxue looked up at the tattered plaque on the lintel and barely recognized the words on it.

"Yes, Changle Palace, the residence of the crown prince during the Western Dynasty." Xiao Fengzhuo responded softly. He violently removed the iron lock on the door. As if he suddenly thought of something, he actually smiled, but that smile looked a little bitter for no reason. "It's a pity that the person who lives here is not noble, and is never happy."

The two pushed the door open and went in. This place had been abandoned for so long that moss had covered the stone steps and dead grass had grown in circles in the courtyard.

"Mianmian, come this way." Xiao Fengzhuo was obviously familiar with the place. He took Lu Zhouxue around the front hall and went straight to the backyard, where there was a kapok tree that had also died long ago.

A few traces of a stone table and bench were revealed in the dry grass under the tree. This place has really changed a lot, Xiao Fengzhuo thought in a daze. But even though it has changed beyond recognition, it still has not disappeared and still exists hatefully and stubbornly.

"Azhuo, the fluctuation of the formation is most obvious here!" Lu Zhouxue's shout brought back Xiao Fengzhuo's wandering thoughts. He quickly came back to his senses and saw Lu Zhouxue standing in a corner of the yard, which was also overgrown with weeds. The traces of the fluctuation of the formation were not obvious, so it was hard for him to see it so carefully.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengzhuo stopped having wild thoughts and squatted down to feel around on the ground. He seemed to have discovered something and frowned slightly. Then he clenched his fist and slammed the ground hard with concentrated spiritual power. A huge hole was blasted out on the ground, revealing the entire underground secret passage.

It was a narrow and deep stone path, and the evil aura almost hit them in the face, giving people a very bad feeling.

"Let's go down and take a look." Neither of them backed down because the situation in the stone road was bad. Xiao Fengzhuo stopped Lu Zhouxue and signaled that he would lead the way first. Lu Zhouxue did not argue with him and nodded in agreement.

The stone path looked deep, but it was actually not long. After walking for a while, we reached the end. It was a not very big stone room with an opened sarcophagus in it and a few drops of dried blood on the ground next to it.

"This should be the place where Xiao Yueheng hid the body." The remaining scent in the blood was very similar to Xiao Yueheng. Considering the wound on his hand, Lu Zhouxue quickly guessed the general idea.

"The coffin is for keeping corpses in the land of three yin, with an abandoned prince's palace on top. It is extremely sinister in the first place, and with the wedding dress technique transferring a great deal of luck, is Xiao Yueheng trying to raise a corpse immortal here?" After seeing the layout of the stone chamber, Xiao Fengzhuo's face changed suddenly.