Chapter 1013

There were no clouds in the sky, and the blazing sun shone directly on the mountains and the earth. Places that were not covered were hazy and distorted. Many places were shrouded in a miasma.

"The rainy season is here again …" Yuan Wen hid in the shade and squinted at the outside of the stockade village.

Although he was born and raised here for more than 20 years, he did not like the rainy season in the Southern Wilderness. It always rained heavily, and even when the sky was clear, his body was wet and uncomfortable, as if covered with a layer of water.

"Yuanyang said that the north is not like this …" He was fascinated and admired his sister. Not only did she eat some strange herbs, but she also got rid of her terrible birthmark and became slim. She was also full of courage and dared to venture north alone. She had seen many strange things, and every time she talked about it, the young people in the tribe were always envious.

As soon as he thought of his sister, he saw Yuanyang coming back from the barren mountains. She was breathing heavily, and her snow-white skin was covered with sweat. It was obvious that she had just finished a hard practice.

"Sister, you are the most powerful among the young people in the nearby tribes. Why are you still working so hard?" Yuan Wen did not walk out of the shade and said casually.

He hated practicing in the rainy season. Even the slightest movement would make him sweaty and wet his clothes.

Yuanyang smiled. "Brother, the road of Kung Fu is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind."

With the pressure of Samsara and danger, he did not dare to relax. Even though he had opened his Seven Apertures and formed his Inner World, there was still a huge gap between him and those who had enlightened the Apertures.

Yuan Wen was annoyed. After his sister returned from her trip to the north, she talked differently from the other girls in the tribe. Many elders praised her, which made him even more useless.

Yuanyang had traveled extensively and could roughly understand his brother's mentality. She did not say much and went back to her mud hut. She planned to wash up and change her clothes.

After seeing so much, she no longer paid much attention to the matters in the village. She felt that most of them were trivial matters that were not worth wasting her time on.

She opened the thick wooden door and glanced around. Suddenly, she squinted and saw a young man in white sitting next to the hanging pot in the fire pit. He was leisurely roasting sweet potatoes, and the aroma filled the air.

"Young, Young Master …" She suddenly became agitated and immediately covered her mouth, afraid of attracting the attention of others. However, her clansmen seemed to turn a blind eye to her and did not hear anything.

Yuanyang suddenly turned around and closed the door. When she was about to bow, she suddenly let out a low cry and said in a panic, "Young master, wait a minute."

She paced left and right in a panic, muttering, "Oh no, I haven't even washed up. I'm covered in sweat. How can I meet the guests …"

She was more straightforward than the Central Plains women.

Meng Qi looked on with a smile and said nothing. He slowly peeled off the skin of the sweet potato and tasted it.

After a while, Yuanyang cleaned up and came out of the bedroom. Her hair was in many braids and her eyes were bright.

"I came to ask you about the situation in the Southern Wilderness." After Yuanyang bowed and sat on the other side of the fire pit, Mengqi said with a smile.

Yuanyang was happy that she could help her young master. "There are millions of mountains in the Southern Wilderness, but they are all barren mountains and rivers. Poisonous fog and poisonous insects are everywhere, and there are countless monsters and wild beasts. It is difficult to travel here and there, and the news is blocked. There are many evil spirits and heretical doctrines, and they all live in the mountains. The nearby tribes submit to them. Half of it is to be exploited and the other half is to protect the tribes from the invasion of monsters. Only the most powerful ones are exceptions …"

She chose her words carefully and tried to use the more elegant words she learned from the Great Jin Dynasty.

Mengqi did not interrupt and listened attentively. When Yuanyang finished, he asked, "What about the Blood-robed Cult?"

Hearing these three words, Yuanyang could not help but feel a little scared, as if she had been instilled with the horrors of the cult day and night.

She took two breaths and said slowly, "The Blood-robed Cult is the cruelest. They love to use human bodies to practice their martial arts. They are also cruel to themselves, so they are extreme and love to kill. The extermination of the tribes in the Southern Wilderness is most likely their doing."

"The evil spirits do not want to provoke them. If they kill one, they will definitely come for revenge. But the Southern Wilderness is not easy to transmit information, and wild beasts do not have spiritual intelligence, so they do not dare to be too arrogant in front of the strong."

Otherwise, if they really angered them, they could secretly capture them and throw them to the wild beasts. No matter how strong the Blood-robed Cult is, they would not be able to find the culprit.

"The headquarters of the Blood-robed Cult is deep in the Southern Wilderness, but many elders and disciples like to occupy mountains and enslave tribes …" Yuanyang continued.

Mengqi came to the Southern Wilderness for two main purposes. The first was to find out the truth of the Blood-robed Cult's strange martial arts, so that he would know how to deal with it if he encountered them in the Death Task. The second was to find out about the so-called "reincarnated spirit child". It would be best if he could directly cut off the Blood Sea Rakshasa's infiltration of the World of Gods and Devils through Du Huaishang!

Therefore, he took the initiative to ask, "Have you ever heard of reincarnation in the Southern Wilderness?"

Yuanyang's expression suddenly changed, as if she had thought of something frightening. After a long while, she said, "When I was young, I heard from the elders that there is a tribe near the Long Snake Mountain called the Everlasting Tribe. Everyone in the tribe has the ability to reincarnate. When they are about to die, they will leave a message and a token for the tribe to find their reincarnated body. Every time, the reincarnated body will be found with all the memories of the deceased. Their personality, habits, and the way they speak are all the same, but they become children."

"It is very difficult for a child to be born in this tribe, unless one of the tribe members dies and becomes the reincarnation of the other."

This kind of strange and inexplicable thing always gave her similar nightmares when she was young!

"It sounds like a tribe of living Buddhas …" Mengqi almost laughed.

He was no stranger to this kind of situation, so he was not afraid.

Yuanyang knew that her master was powerful and did not fear ghosts. She laughed at herself and continued, "But the Everlasting Tribe has been wiped out."

"Wiped out?" Mengqi was a little surprised and vaguely guessed something.

As expected, Yuanyang nodded and said, "More than ten years ago, the Hierarch of the Blood-robed Cult suddenly attacked and wiped them out."

Mengqi had finished eating the sweet potato. He put his right hand on the back of his left hand and gently tapped it, lost in thought.

"The Rakshasa of the Bloody Sea killed the Everlasting Tribe who had the ability to reincarnate" and "Du Huaishang was his reincarnated spirit boy". If these two things were not related, Mengqi would be the first to believe it!

"Did anyone from the Everlasting Tribe escape?" he asked.

Yuanyang frowned and thought for a long time before shaking her head. "It is said that the Blood-robed Cult searched for them for a while, but there was no news after that."

"Hmm." Mengqi nodded thoughtfully. After learning the location of the Long Snake Mountain, he patted his clothes and slowly stood up.

Yuanyang's eyes lit up. "Master, if you want to go to the Long Snake Mountain, I can show you the way."

"No need. Before going to the Long Snake Mountain, I want to cause trouble for the Blood-robed Cult. Do you want to follow me to the Blood-robed Cult's branch?" Mengqi said with a smile.

He was alone in the Southern Wilderness. As long as he controlled himself well and did not attract the attention of the Blood-robed Cult's top leaders, he was not afraid of others. Therefore, he planned to "ask" for help directly!

Yuanyang choked. She believed in her master's strength, but her tribe was in the Southern Wilderness. If her master succeeded, he could just pat his clothes and go far away. She could run away, but not her temple.

Meng Qi laughed and disappeared from the mud hut with a step.