After the thunderstorm, the Chiyuan Grand Canyon was covered with sufficient ozone. As the gloomy sacrifice dissipated, several mutant trees that had mixed up the Grand Canyon ended in vain. Like the overdrawn vitality, they turned into several rolls of dead branches and leaves on the spot, and the fallen flowers followed the flowing water. The alien control bureau did not dare to relax, and several field teams were still patrolling back and forth in the Grand Canyon - this was what Xuan Ji saw from a high place, and others were in the air.

The pair of wings on Xuan Ji's back that had protected him during the sensation of the Five Thunders were fully spread out, spreading seven or eight meters, and curled up to one person. However, although it was huge, it did not appear too heavy. Each wing feather on the wings was condensed by flames and moved with the wind. The hot fire burned the air around him hot, folding the light and shadow, and looked like a illusory lightness, like a burning cloud swaying through a mirage.

Anyway, there are only planes above Chiyuan, and even the special planes of the Extraordinary Control Bureau have to park nearly a hundred kilometers north, so he is not afraid of being seen.

Xuan Ji claimed to be "unrestrained and unruly" and was a "wild" special person, but in fact it was a deceptive person.

A very capable person is also a "person" at the edge of the edge, but he is not.

He couldn't say what he was, so he had no objection to the devil summoned by the Yin Shen Sheng called him "Little Demon".

He has never been young and will not age. He has this face since he was born, and it seems that he will never change. He looked at sentient beings with the eyes of "Thousand Demons Pictures" and could see the "Genotypes of the Sect Family" of sentient beings. He looked at himself in the mirror. There was always a blank space in the pages condensed by the white mist, with a lonely line of words on it: The Fire Guardian of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

As for what kind of variety of "Fire Guardian" is, whether it is a human or a monster, or an imported or a local specialty... I don't know the useless "Thousand Demons Picture Book" after asking.

Ten years ago, he came out of the world and was staring at the spectacular winding highway and couldn't find the north, when he heard an ominous loud noise. He flew over and encountered a car accident - a car tire tread. The driver mishandled it and overturned the winding road. Xuan Ji rushed out before the car exploded and pulled out the people inside.

There was a father and son in the car, and the father was driving. Xuan Ji took a breath. The child in the back seat did not wear a seat belt and died on the spot without any time to rescue him.

There are wild mountains and wilderness around him. Xuan Ji was just here and didn't know who to save the person, so he thought of a secret method called "Talk the Corpse". "Talk the Corpse" means that within a minute or two when a person just died, he stuffed a wing feather into the corpse's ears. The wing feather turned into a ball of fire and drilled into the corpse's mind. He could hear some of the deceased's memories before his death, but how much he heard and what he heard depends on what he was thinking before his consciousness dissipated.

Generally, people who die in accidents will instinctively want to ask for help in great fear before dying. Xuan Ji wants to try his luck to see if he can find clues about how to ask for help. Unexpectedly, the boy may have hit his head and hit his head when he overturned, and the person passed by immediately, and he didn't react. Before he died, he only had some endless daily trivial matters in his consciousness.

While Xuan Ji was dazed to extend his life to his unconscious father, he half understood and listened to the human things that the young man had been nostalgic for.

The boy had just been admitted to university and was about to register for a school in another place when there was an accident.

Home, school, longing for the future, and melancholy from the girl she secretly loved, those vivid youths poured into Xuan Ji's ears, and in a very short time, as the corpse gradually became cooler and the wind and clouds dissipated.

At this time, the unconscious father opened his eyes briefly. Because of excessive blood loss, he mistakenly recognized Xuan Ji as his child in his hallucination. He held Xuan Ji's hand tightly. In a vague manner, he repeatedly said "not afraid" several times, clenched Xuan Ji's blood in one hand.

It is sticky and warm, like a spider web, rolling Xuan Ji, who had just entered the world, into the world.

Xuan Ji followed the father's inconsistent guidance and guessed and then took out the phones on the father and son. After fiddling for a long time, he actually called the police with a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

Then he buried the teenager's body, and he used a little trick to replace the teenager's identity - without having to completely change his appearance, just changing his clothes and temperament according to the teenager's outfit, and then confusing people's senses. Those who know the original owner will think that he looked like this before.

"Xuan" is the original owner's surname. He liked it as soon as he heard it, so he saved it.

"Ji" was changed by him after he understood the contemporary household registration system. Because his identity was over 18 years old, the process was quite troublesome - but although it was troublesome, it still had to be changed, because "Ji" was his real name, and I don't know who gave it, and it was born with it. The ancients said that "name and fate are connected", and modern psychology also believes that names are related to subconsciousness, so he thinks that he should call this.

Graduating from high school is a major turning point in life, especially for teenagers who go to college in other places. After a semester, their personalities and living habits often change a lot, and relatives and friends will not care too much. So naturally, "Xuan Ji" has an identity and has become a "person" with the ins and outs. The investigators from the Extraordinary Control Bureau have not seen any problems with his resume yet.

Xuan Ji flew across the Chiyuan Grand Canyon from a high altitude and flew straight to the hinterland of the canyon that the alien control bureau dared not go deep, and plunged into the depths of the dense forest. When he fell, his wings brought a few leaves, and the leaves were floating. Before he could land, a ball of black fire suddenly jumped on the ground, and the bright fallen leaves instantly turned into ash.

It is so quiet here that through the "Thousand Demons Picture Book", you can see mid-air, the ground, and even the spider webs frozen on the bushes... all of them are ancient magic circles, layered with murderous intent.

Xuan Ji walked through the big tree canopy that covered the sky and the sun, fell to the ground, put on his wings, and put on his shirt. He tied the Fritillaria button while walking in. Every step was just in the gap of the magic circle, and he walked through the terrifying magic circle clusters with ease.

Following an intermittent stream, he came to the foot of a mountain that was located in the depths of the Red Abyss.

Xuan Ji recited something silently, and then a fire light rose from his palm and suddenly sank into the ground. Then, the earth shook, and a sigh came from the depths of the canyon, as if the barrier had been opened. The forest where the needles could be heard suddenly became noisy. Countless whispers like birds and insects sounded, and snake-like vines hung down, rubbing beside Xuan Ji in a plea. The ancient wood group slowly moved its position, and for a moment, gave up a passage.

After passing through the passage given out by the ancient trees, the view suddenly became bright. It was a grand canyon a hundred feet wide, with abundant grass and trees, gurgling streams, and dangerous peaks on both sides. There was a huge...ancient city in the valley.

This is the Chiyuan Grand Canyon where "the creatures stop, and those who are good at entering are crushed and ashes are raised."

This is where he was born.

The ancient city in the canyon is like Pompeii under volcanic ash, Atlantis in the deep sea, exuding deathly spirit, and there is no one inside.

In the center of the ancient city is a huge stone carving tree that is more than a hundred meters high, with branches and leaves, which are very realistic, as if it can rustle in the breeze. To the south of the stone tree is the highest place in the entire valley, with a hall facing north and south, with a temple on each wing, engraved with a huge flame-shaped totem, which is exactly the same as the emblem pattern between Xuan Ji's eyebrows.

Headed by the main halls and temples, the courtyards of all sizes in the valley are as beautiful as the carved railings of the bridges and the stone tablets and murals are still vague.

Like a specimen solidified there.

As soon as Xuan Ji stepped into it, the ancient city like ruins suddenly became "live".

I saw layers of black mist appearing on the ground, cliffs, rocks and dense forests, spreading into the air, and transforming into various images. Some were in human form, some were just white bones, some were half humans and half beasts... Some couldn't tell what it was, maybe it was just a ball of broken limbs, and they were happily circling around him.

Then, a shrill neigh sounded, and a team of cavalry rushed out of the black fog, galloping in the air, and rolled in front of Xuan Ji in a blink of an eye. The iron hooves of the war horse were raised high, and the cavalry like ghosts on the horse's back all got off the horse and landed on the ground, turned into entities, and kneeled down to him.

Xuan Ji waved his hand: "Don't be so grand every time. The times outside have long been different. You guys do this, making me feel like a feudal remnant."

The leading knights came forward, pushed away the black mask on their face, revealing a scary face - only one eye, the rotten flesh on their face glued their facial features together, and the mottled bones appeared on their left jaw. He smiled at Xuan Ji with this face, and a hoarse and vague voice in his throat: "The patriarch... is back... home, is there outside... okay?"

"Hey, I haven't come back one day," Xuan Ji replied, "Dao Yi, thank you for your hard work, you have taken care of your family. Recently, a madman was digging graves and sacrificing demons nearby. It hasn't affected you, right?"

"Never," said the knight "Dao Yi", "is about to... ask... to dream of you."

"how?"

"'Axe Seven' and...'Sword Twelve' want...the soul returns to heaven and earth." As the sword said, a complicated expression appeared on his face like an evil ghost. He was also sad and seemed to be a little yearning. The two knights responded, took off their armor, and knelt at Xuan Ji's feet on one knee.

One of them had no head and had a blank neck, with only some erratic mist; the other one was charred all over, and red spots flashed from time to time on his body. Looking closely, it turned out that those "red spots" were all Mars - he was like charcoal in a fire, and when the breeze swept, he would suffer from the burning body.

Xuan Ji sighed. In his eyes, the "Thousand Demons Picture Book" that was not closed was marked with the identities of these "knights" - "artifact spirit".

According to legend, the Chiyuan area was once an ancient battlefield, and a large number of ancient cold weapons were left behind here. Among them, there is a special weapon, which is called "divine artifact" in ancient books, and in Xuan Ji's view, it should be called "ghost artifact", which greatly reflects the persecution of the people by the old society - they are all "refined" with living things.

Use secret methods to flexibly integrate life into the refining furnace. After the weapon is completed, there will be "artifact spirits". From then on, these artifact spirits are trapped in the body of the artifact and will be enslaved forever.

In ancient times, smelting technology was limited, and even the "god" swords and weapons would rust over time. Once the weapons that were used as the body of the instrument would have problems, the spirits would almost be destroyed - some spirits would slowly rot with the body, and some would lose their minds before they could rot... until the body of the instrument was completely destroyed, these spirits would follow.

Xuan Ji didn't know how powerful the "divine artifacts" were back then, but he knew how miserable these spirits were.

These spirits of the artifacts that were forgotten in the ancient battlefield have long lost their masters. They are his neighbors, their people and their friends. From birth, Xuan Ji was only with them. For some reason, all the spirits of the artifacts spontaneously surrendered to him. Even those who were crazy could be quiet for a short time by his side.

The spirits of the weapon called him "Chief of the Fire Guardian Tribe" for him to drive him. When he was really unbearable, he went to Xuan Ji to help destroy his weapon and seek liberation.

"Okay," Xuan Ji said softly, "Then... go to the altar first."

The altar is behind the hall to the south, surrounded by thirty-five stone tablets, with birth and death engraved on the stone tablets. According to Daoyi, they were the thirty-five "fire guardians" in front of Xuanji, which can probably be equivalent to "ancestors".

The last fire guard will not be born after the death of the previous fire guard. Xuan Ji himself was "born" in this monument. His early memories were already blurred. He only vaguely remembered that he could not move at that time, and he didn't seem to have to eat, drink, and defecate. According to Dao Yi's description, he felt that he might be a slow-growing sweet potato and potato - sprouting on the corpse of his predecessors.

The altar was cleaned up by the spirits, and the bodies of the two spirits seeking liberation were already displayed in the middle of the altar: a broken axe, and an ancient sword that was terriblely corroded by rust.

The spirits of the artifacts were all familiar with this matter, and they all stepped forward and said goodbye to Axe Qi and Sword Twelve.

Most of these incomplete spirits could no longer speak, so they just came over silently, sent each other away, and then spread their positions around the altar. Axe Qi and Jian Twelve knelt down and kowtowed to Xuan Ji, flashed, and penetrated into the broken axe and the ancient sword.

Xuan Ji was like a fine craftsman. He took the white cloth from the sword. He knelt on the ground and meticulously wiped away the two pieces of dust from the remaining soldiers. Somehow, a cloud in the sky suddenly swept away the wind, and the brilliant sunlight fell on the altar. Just as the rust on the sword wiped a piece of the white cloth. The sunlight shone out a corner of the sword. The words were not clear, and there was only the word "grass".

There are too many words on the beginning of the word "Cao" and there is no way to guess. Anyway, it is definitely not "Moye" - the spirits here are all names in the swords, and they are useless and harmless to the world. It seems that they are born for nothing else, but for the crime.

After Xuan Ji wiped the body of the broken weapon, he asked, "Don't you regret it?"

The remaining soldiers and the spirit of the weapon were silent.

Xuan Ji was doing routinely and asked this question three times. After waiting for a while, the two spirits of the weapon did not come out again. He did not regret it.

"I'll give you a ride after years of care," Xuan Ji reached out and pressed his hand on his chest and said softly, "Brother."

As he said, his fingertips twisted his chest, as if he had taken out a fireball from his chest. Xuan Ji held the fireball in both hands, and the two remaining soldiers on the altar flew up by themselves. He felt a little reluctant to leave, and circled around him for a few times, and then plunged into the fireball.

Xuan Ji closed his eyes.

As soon as the fireball touched the body of the residual weapon, it immediately soared and swallowed the body of the weapon cleanly. The flame suddenly turned pure white and could melt gold and turn into jade. In just a blink of an eye, two residual weapons melted into Xuan Ji's palm.

Two vague figures stood up from the flames and floated in the air. They were two people, one tall and one short, not those ghostly images.

The tall one is a thin scholar with patches on her clothes, but her beard is neatly clever, poor and decent. The short one is petite and delicate, with a vague appearance of a girl and a girl, which is very different from the bloody spirit of the instrument - this is the appearance of the instrument spirit "before he was alive" before he was refined into a sword.

Through the firelight, Xuan Ji saw several scenes when they were still living creatures. Unfortunately, the scene was as chaotic and short as "listening to the corpse". Before he could get a piece of it, those past figures disappeared in the firelight.

The other spirits stared at the fire on the altar in a long and silent manner until it gradually faded and extinguished in Xuan Ji's palm, and then they dispersed like wandering souls.

At this time, Xuan Ji would find it difficult to guess what these spirits were thinking. At the beginning, he was always worried that the spirits would line up to him to borrow fire after watching the funeral. After all, death had a demonstration effect. However, later he found that this was a lot of concern. Although the spirits could not understand the harmony and love of life, they were still willing to continue living.

It is not until they really reach the end of the mountains and rivers that they will carefully choose their end and solemnly say goodbye to the world.

Xuan Ji sat alone on the altar, his thick, round and smooth shell was briefly peeled off. His expression was sparse, and he was shining with a little loneliness by the brilliant sunlight. Listening to the sound of insects in the monument, he suddenly wanted to light a cigarette.

At this moment, a "click" sound came from my ears, Xuan Ji paused, and looked in the sound.

I saw a stone tablet in the stele forest cracking for no reason.

Volume 1 end
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