Little Ru looked young and petite. She seemed to be only 15 or 16 years old. She didn't seem to be shrewd in her speech, but her realm of the Exterior and the sense of maturity in her gestures gave her a strange veil and added some charm.
At this moment, she was holding her head and rolling in the collapsed crimson rocks. She groaned in a low voice and seemed to be in great pain.
Mengqi was about to check, but he found that Little Ru's groaning had weakened. Her rolling movement slowed down as if she had recovered. Her breath didn't change, but became more vigorous. This made Mengqi secretly click his tongue in wonder.
"Miss Little Ru, are you okay?" Seeing that Little Ru was no longer covering her head, Mengqi asked. He was very puzzled about her situation.
During the battle, the surrounding movements couldn't be hidden from Mengqi's senses. He knew that Little Ru started to have a headache after he used "I, the Unique and Righteous" with his sword instead of his palm. She wasn't seriously injured by the battle.
Meng Qi was well aware of the effects of "I, the Unique and Righteous". He also knew that people with flaws in their minds would definitely be affected. Little Ru's initial reaction was very normal. Wasn't her master, Song Bingde, also stunned?
But the battle had ended for a while and Song Bingde had recovered. Why was Little Ru still in pain?
Could it be that she had a great hidden danger in her Vital Spirit or soul?
Little Ru's face was pale and her eyes were confused. She didn't know what day it was.
She did not answer Meng Qi. Instead, she looked around blankly. Gradually, there was a hint of sadness in her expression. Her childish appearance, eyes, and temperament seemed to have matured all of a sudden, complementing her behavior. She no longer looked out of place. She was like a petite and delicate mature lady instead of a young girl!
"Huh …" Mengqi frowned slightly. He was a little puzzled by Little Ru's change.
"Could it be that she was young because she lost her memory?" Thinking of many melodramatic stories, Mengqi subconsciously made such a guess.
Little Ru restrained her emotions and slowly stood up. She forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. After witnessing your sword art, my Vital Spirit was shocked and felt a tearing pain. But now it's better."
Her face was still pale and sickly, looking delicate and pitiful.
"That's good." It was not like Mengqi could directly ask others if they had any hidden injuries or illnesses in their souls or primordial spirits. So, he nodded slightly and did not say anything else.
Song Bingde let out a sigh of relief, "Xiao Ru, you're usually so lively, but who would have thought that you're even more fragile than your master. You see, your master doesn't even have a headache … …"
Little Ru interrupted him and groaned as if she was still in pain. "Master, I want to go back to the cave to rest."
"Alright." Song Bingde glanced at Mengqi and the others and hurriedly nodded. He seemed to think that with them around, he would not be able to rob the tomb, or that he would encounter dangerous changes.
The master and disciple immediately bade farewell. "Silver Sword" Yi Xin took the elixir and left, taking his brother's corpse with him. The message was too vague and there was no direction. The possibility of finding the reincarnated body was slim!
Mengqi decided to study the Everlasting Valley further. He found a relatively flat spot and sat down cross-legged. He recalled what he had seen before he died, as well as the message left behind by Yi Meng and Gu.
Another me? Them? Could it be that this place is like the Hall of Future Life, where I can see the countless afterlives derived from different possibilities? Mengqi pondered.
But why could Yi Meng only see one of himself and not his corpse, while Gu could see "them" and return?
Song Bingde and Little Ru had been robbing tombs for so long that it was normal for them to ignore the "unimportant" message. But why didn't they encounter other Exterior-level corpses?
Was it because Gu was the strongest, close to the Half-step to Dharmakaya? Or was there something strange about the place where he was buried?
While he was thinking, Huang had already put Gu back into the coffin, nailed the ritual implement, and put it on his back. He stood up again and said, "I'm going back to the tribe with the elder. Do you want to come?"
He wanted to thank Meng Qi for saving his life.
"No need. I'm going to explore the Everlasting Valley." Mengqi flatly refused.
Hearing this, Huang, who had always been straightforward, could not help but say, "Didn't you say it's sad and lamentable? Why do you still want to explore the secrets of the Everlasting Valley? "
The man from the Southern Wilderness was still holding a grudge against Mengqi's previous comments.
Mengqi sighed and said, "I'm not targeting the elder. It's just that the more I've experienced in recent years, the more I hate the idea of reincarnation. That's why I blurted it out."
"No one is willing to die," Huang said calmly. Desolation said calmly. He was tall, almost two heads taller than Meng Qi. Standing there, he looked like a small mountain.
Mengqi stroked the hilt of his sword with his right hand. "No one is willing to be someone else's reincarnation. Are you willing?"
The atmosphere suddenly froze. Huang's eyes changed. He opened his mouth a few times but did not answer.
This kind of thing only depended on one's standpoint. At present, Mengqi was clearly against reincarnation!
He did not want to be reincarnated, so he did not want to see it!
Huang's bronze skin shimmered under the demonic blood. He adjusted the coffin on his back and was about to leave. Finally, he asked, "Then why do you still want to explore the secrets of the Everlasting Valley?"
"If I don't understand it, I can't resist it." Mengqi was still as concise as a swordsman. But in his heart, he was cursing, "I can't tell you it's because of the Death Task, can I?"
Of course, if he could figure out the truth about reincarnation, it would help him escape from the chessboard!
Huang was silent for a long time. For the first time, he was shaken about reincarnation. He stepped on the collapsed rocks and walked out of the valley. Suddenly, he stopped and turned around. He said in a clear voice, "That pair of master and disciple didn't seem to be here to rob the tomb. They seemed to be looking for something."
Looking for what? Mengqi suddenly got up and flew to the place where Song Bingde and Little Ru disappeared with the Somersault Steps.
I hope it's not too late!
…
Out of the Everlasting Valley was the Snake Tail Peak. Miasma was everywhere, poisonous insects and wild beasts roamed everywhere.
After flying into the mountains, Little Ru suddenly sighed with melancholy, sadness, and pain.
"Little Ru, are you still not feeling well?" Song Bingde looked around sneakily, afraid of being followed.
"Master, I'm fine." Little Ru's expression returned to normal.
"Of course she's fine. She's just awakened." Suddenly, a voice came from afar. Song Bingde quickly turned around, holding the sword in his right hand and the bell in his left.
Yi Xin's silhouette appeared in the silver sword gleam. He stared at Little Ru with a burning gaze.
"What awakened?" Song Bingde was puzzled.
Yi Xin chuckled. "Your good disciple is no ordinary person. She's an orphan from the Everlasting Tribe!"
"What?" Song Bingde cried out, looking at his disciple in disbelief.
Yi Xin sneered. "My brother and I once visited the Everlasting Tribe to ask for the method of reincarnation but were cruelly rejected. They were too powerful for me to provoke. Now that you're the only one left, hand over the secret method!"
After saying this, he looked at Xiao Ru again.
"Senior Yi, what are you talking about?" Little Ru's pale face was filled with confusion.
"Stop pretending. The special senses of the Everlasting Tribe can't fool me. I've been observing you for a year!" Yi Xin grinned. "If you tell me the truth, I'll let you live. If not, I'll skin you alive and search your soul!"
Little Ru's expression suddenly turned gloomy. She no longer looked like a young girl, but more like an old witch. She said in a crisp voice, "The Oath of the Poison God!"
In the Southern Wilderness, the Poison God and even the Higher Gods often performed miracles. It was said that when the Blood-robed Cult escaped from the Central Plains, they were protected by the Poison God.
"Oath?" Song Bingde looked at his disciple and then at Yi Xin, his mouth wide open.
…
Mengqi traced the traces of Heaven's Will. Half an hour later, he finally saw Song Bingde and Little Ru.
Seeing the swordsman in white, Song Bingde smiled bitterly. "Brother Wuming, you must be here for Little Ru. We'll tell you everything!"
Faced with such an attitude, Meng Qi was baffled, but he deliberately pretended to know everything.
"Start from the beginning."
Little Ru gritted her teeth. "Years ago, the Rakshasa of the Bloody Sea made use of the changes in the Milky Way and the earthquake of the Long Snake Mountain to break through the Everlasting Tribe's Valley Protection Formation. I happened to be dying and 'saw' my reincarnated body. Before I could leave any hints, I was killed."
"This body was muddle-headed. I could vaguely remember something but couldn't remember everything until I saw your sword art."
Song Bingde said bitterly, "Brother Wuming, I was tricked too. I've always wondered how she could have the strength of the Exterior at such a young age. She also knew about the Everlasting Valley in the Southern Wilderness and kept encouraging me to come."
Mengqi was shocked. Fortunately, he had caught up with them. Otherwise, he would have missed the chance to meet the survivors of the Everlasting Tribe!
No wonder Little Ru and Song Bingde were in the Everlasting Valley!
Mengqi looked cold as if Little Ru had told him everything. He asked calmly, "What's the matter with your reincarnation method?"
Little Ru pointed to the pond in the mountains. Under the moonlight, it sparkled. "Everyone has their own fish pond. Every fish in it is you. You can use the special ability of the Everlasting Valley to sense them."
"Before death, this sense is inexplicably strengthened. You can fish one and combine it with your decaying soul. Then, you can cast it far away and reincarnate."
"Fish pond? Fishing for souls? " Mengqi's hair stood on end.
At this time, Little Ru said, "As long as you swear by the God of Venomous Vermin and let us go, I can tell you the secret method of reincarnation."
"Oh, there's such a good thing?" Mengqi was extremely puzzled. He forced himself to keep a straight face and nodded slightly.
After a while, Mengqi frowned and returned to the Everlasting Valley. He became a dead man again and buried himself.
This time, he secretly used the secret method of the Everlasting Tribe. The blurry images he saw before finally became clear!
However, it was useless. These were all things that Mengqi had experienced in his previous life. Going to school, working, computers, mobile phones, planes, and cars!
"It is indeed me. But what about the other me? What about 'them'? "Meng Qi's mind was filled with such doubts!
He used the secret method with all his strength, but it was still useless. So, he made a slight change and his spirit rose continuously. Gradually, he felt like he had left the Everlasting Valley.
At this time, a golden fragment reflected in Mengqi's eyes.
Finally, he saw something else! Mengqi was overjoyed and flew over.
The golden fragment grew larger and larger, revealing a familiar scene. An iron rod, with the top supporting the sky and the bottom supporting the ground, was as thick as a mountain. Both ends of the rod had golden hoops, surrounded by lightning and green lotuses. Life and death, withering and flourishing. Amidst the withering and flourishing, one could vaguely see the universe!
"I, Old Sun, will not cultivate for the next life!"
Meng Qi was stunned by the roar. Could it be that he was related to the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?
But he suddenly felt something was wrong. Because of the angle, he was not swinging the rod in mid-air. He was obviously standing in the depths of the Spirited Mountain, looking up at the scene. There was a dancing shadow under his feet!
Was this "me"?
The shadow suddenly swelled. The body that overlapped with Mengqi's senses suddenly turned and looked at him with cold and emotionless eyes. He could not see the face!
"Ah!"
Mengqi had a splitting headache. He jumped out of the mud and the only thing in his mind was the pair of emotionless eyes!
…
In the depths of the Long Snake Mountain, Yi Xin was lying on the ground. His eyes were wide open in disbelief.
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