Vol 2 Chapter 1: Extinction

Chapter One Extinction
Time is the most merciless. It never stays with someone’s care, expectation or sadness. It always comes and goes quietly, walking day by day, through the vicissitudes of life, and through the vicissitudes of life. Has been in the world for millions of years.
Now it's a new day.
The morning light of the morning fell in this forest again, with a few crisp birdsong, a few low insects, everything was so quiet and peaceful, as if there had never been a violent storm yesterday.
And the dazzling and scene in the forest, washed by the storm, the night passed, and it was even cleaned up, and the forest was restored to green and secluded. Who would remember that painful past?
Transparent dewdrops dripped gently from the tips of the branches and leaves, and fell on Shen Shi's face, with a slight coolness, penetrated into the skin from the cheeks. He slowly woke up from his sleep, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the quiet forest around him, as well as the nameless lone grave beside him.
The little black pig nestling next to him yawned and woke up, stood up, shook the rain and dew drops remaining on its fur at night, and then it also looked at the grave bag.
One person and one pig suddenly became quiet. Just looking at the scratching graveyard in this way, after not knowing how long he had passed, Shen Shi turned around silently and said:
"Let's go, Xiao Hei."
He stepped forward, the little black pig followed him for two steps, then suddenly looked back at the slightly raised solitary grave, seemed a little hesitant, a little bit reluctant, but in the end he still grumbled twice in his mouth. The sound seemed to say goodbye in a low voice to the people in the grave, and then turned around and ran all the way, chasing Shen Shi, who was already slowly away.
The morning light quietly fell behind them, passing through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and falling on the nameless solitary grave. The breeze blew by, and a few fresh green grasses stuck out in the soil, bathed in a gentle light, quiet And grow stubbornly.
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After a heavy rain, the entire forest seemed to be damp, and even the air seemed to be filled with a bit of fresh moisture, washing away all the blood of yesterday.
Shen Shi originally wanted to leave here immediately, but after walking for a short distance in the direction of Lin Lin, he stopped. After thinking in silence for a while, he turned around and walked deep into the dense forest. go with.
In the dense trees and bushes, some signs of bending and breaking gradually appeared. Those were the scars of yesterday that the forest and heavy rain had not covered up. Shen Shi looked at these marks coldly, and walked forward silently. , It didn't take long before I saw the fierce battle of life and death yesterday.
Yin Hong's blood had been washed away by the heavy rain, and only a few faint traces remained tenaciously here. On the forest clearing, Qian Yi, who was motionless and unrecognizable, was lying prostrate on the ground.
Shen Shi walked over slowly, frowning and looking at the surrounding scenes. He was used to seeing blood and death over the years. He would no longer be afraid of the corpses of these dead people. Some were just disgusting.
It's just that although he is disgusted, he knows that the end of this fierce fight should be erased as much as possible. Qian Yi is not an ordinary casual cultivator who is dead and no one has to deal with. He came from a serious cultivation sect, the profound sword sect, and behind the profound sword sect there is a very powerful and powerful backer. The Sword Palace is also among the Four Principals in the world. Even if it is facing the High Heaven Sect, there will be no weakness in the Heavenly Sword Palace.
Such a powerful force is definitely not something he can provoke.
He had no regrets for killing Qian Yi, but it was justified to protect himself from trouble as much as possible. Yesterday, listening to the meaning of Nangong Ying's words, Zongmen should have known that he had appeared and sent someone to pick him up. After experiencing so many ups and downs, Shen Shi at this moment missed the peaceful years of meditation and practice on Qingyu Island when he was under the gate of Lingxiaozong. He was more eager to return to Lingxiaozong than ever.
Before that, he didn't want any accidents to happen.
The heavy rain washed away most of the blood and blurred almost all the footprints on the ground. This saved a lot of things for Shen Shi, but the most important and crucial thing was the corpse of Qian Yi in front of him. Shen Shi stood there thinking for a while, walked forward, grabbed Qian Yi's arms, and dragged him toward the dense forest deeper.
After just walking a few steps, he quickly discovered that there were dragging marks on the ground. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth, but he pulled Qian Yi's body away from the ground, carried it on his shoulders, and walked towards Deeper and deeper in the jungle.
Along the way, the bushes and thorns and the surrounding forests became denser, and gradually there was almost no place to settle. In the past few years, no one has set foot here.
The little black pig seemed to travel freely, his skin was thick and he was not afraid of those thorns and barbs. He followed Shen Shi all the time. Shen Shi looked back, and it was quite far from the place where the fierce fight yesterday was. , After standing here and being obscured by the trees, I couldn't see that place at all.
He thought for a while, and continued to walk a long way, until he was completely hidden in a place where no one appeared in the center of the forest before he put down Qian Yi's body.
Taking a cold look at the dead man, with a light wave of his right hand, a hot ball of fire appeared in his palm. After a while, under his support, the fire ball fell on the corpse and started burning. The body of a cultivator in the Ning Yuan realm was very strong before his death, but after his death, when his vitality was lost and his aura was dissipated, his body would quickly soften and collapse. Under the power of this fireball technique, Qian Yi's body was quickly burned to form. The ashes.
The fire light ignited and then slowly extinguished, reflected in Shen Shi’s pupils, like two burning flames. After watching him turn into ashes, Shen Shi stepped forward to dig out soil stones and cover them on top of these ashes. In time, it will not be long before this place merges with the surrounding forest, and there will be no abnormalities in the slightest.
When he was just doing it, his eyes suddenly condensed, but he saw in the ashes a cloth bag made of non-silk and without knowing what material it was made of, lying in the ashes without being burnt. Shen Shi frowned, reached out to pick up the bag, turned it over, and recognized that this cloth bag is a very common storage bag in the cultivation world. When he was a child, he was in the first floor of Tianyi in Xilu City, Yinzhou. , I have seen a lot when I was young, and it seems to be the most common one on the market.
This kind of storage bag is also called the Ruyi Bag. Although the name is similar, it is different from the small Ruyi Ring he bought temporarily on Herring Island. The Ruyi Bag is actually a serious artifact, regardless of the material. And the method is completely different from the temporary goods like Xiao Ruyijie.
The fixed storage space in the Ruyi bag is at least five times that of Xiao Ruyi Ring, and this space is very stable, will not be easily damaged, and can be maintained for a long time, at least for hundreds of years, so in many cases , Ruyi bags are the standing items of monks in the Hongmeng cultivation world.
But since it is a serious magic weapon, the Wishful Bag, like other magic weapons, requires spiritual force to be used, and the user's threshold is also the recognized one, that is, the Ning Yuan realm. In addition, the price of a Wishful Bag is not cheap, and not all Ning Yuan realm monks can have it. At least Shen Shi still remembers that when he was a child in the first floor of the sky, he saw that many Taoists had already A casual cultivator who had cultivated to the Ning Yuan realm, looked at the wishful bag on the counter in the shop with a longing expression.
I just didn't expect that Qian Yi would actually have a Wishful Bag on his body. It seemed that he was backed by famous sects, even if it was just a next door under the Heavenly Sword Palace, his life would not be too bad.
Shen Shi tried to use his spiritual power to explore this wishful bag, but wishful bag did not respond. Shen Shi shook his head and sighed in the bottom of his heart. Before the Ning Yuan realm, everything is really like an ant, almost Nothing can be done.
Putting the storage bag in his arms, Shen Shi quickly disposed of the remaining ashes. After covering it with soil and stones, he stood up and looked around. After confirming that he was correct, he turned and left here. .
Walking all the way back to the place where the fierce fight yesterday, Shen Shi was busy again, trying to erase all the traces of the duel that he saw, although there are still some broken branches of trees that cannot be restored, but Shen Shi still tries his best Arranged here in the original appearance, in the middle, he also found the spirit sword that Qian Yi used yesterday in a sewage.
Holding the hilt in his hand, he took a look, and saw that the blade was sharp and soft, and there were two words engraved on the hilt: Profound Sword, Shen Shi knew that some major schools of cultivation often had special refining methods. At the entrance of the instrument, like the Lingxiao Sect, there is an instrument hall that specializes in refining various magic instruments.
And the spirit sword in front of me, looks like the mysterious sword gate, or the similar instrument hall in the Heavenly Sword Palace behind them, specially refined a batch of spirit sword magical instruments with the same regulations. This is also a famous school. Another place that is stronger than casual cultivator, the chance of their disciples getting magic artifacts is far easier than that of casual cultivator.
However, this type of magic weapon with the same regulation is much simpler to refine, but it is relatively ordinary in power. Of course, the magic weapon is the magic weapon, and the magic weapon is the magic weapon. Once in the hands of the Ning Yuan realm monk, that power It is definitely not to be underestimated. I don't know how many casual cultivators there are in the world, and I want to get a spiritual sword refined by a great school.
However, at this moment, Shen Shi did not intend to stay by his side. There is no trace of a special signature on the Ruyi bag. Looking around the world, no one will see anything unusual when it is taken out, but this handle is engraved with a profound sword. Once his spirit sword is seen, it is the root cause of the trouble.
Shen Shi finished disposing of this place, trying to cover up all the traces, and then walked in another direction, and also buried this spirit sword deep under a tree in another inaccessible forest. From then on, it would be difficult to see the sun again with this spirit sword.
After doing all this, he looked up at the sky, and through the light between the branches and leaves, he could already see the rising sun.
He didn't delay any more, so he took the little black pig and walked out of this forest.
When the light in front of him re-lit, when the field, the small river and the unknown village appeared in his sight again, he let out a breath, as if until now, this new The day really started.
He did not go to the village anymore, crossed the small river directly from the edge of the forest, and then took the little black pig to the front of the field. Nangong Ying once told him that the person sent by the Lingxiao Sect to pick him up would be in October. Later, I met him at the Sanchun Tower in Broken Moon City. So what he can do now is to rush to the city named Broken Moon City as soon as possible.
The breeze blows from the front of the wilderness. After coming out of the forest, the little black pig who has been a little depressed and unhappy, looked at the wide and vast plain in front of him, looked at the green grass and wild flowers everywhere, and suddenly seemed to be in a better mood. Fly around with four hoofs, running around, chasing the butterflies and wild bees that gather nectar from time to time, or sniffing everywhere, inhaling deeply beside the beautiful wild flowers that occasionally appear in the grass.
Before you know it, it seems to be happy again.
Seeing the appearance of the little black pig, Shen Shiwu's self-heavy mood eased a little, and he sighed in his heart. At the same time, thinking of the fierce battle yesterday, he also felt a little faintly afraid.
A cultivator in the Ning Yuan realm definitely surpassed him in Dao Xing strength, not to mention anything else, but if the spirit sword was really cut, Shen Shi would definitely not be able to catch it if he couldn't avoid it. Just how can there be so many ifs in life?
What about a cultivator in the Ning Yuan realm, not yet...
Shen Shi's footsteps suddenly stopped, his brows frowned, and something faintly thought of something in his heart. The various spells cast by his spiritual power yesterday, even Qian Yi, a cultivator who had already cultivated to the Ning Yuan realm, would be injured, isn't that right? Said that his spiritual power, at least the mysterious and condensed spiritual power in the acupuncture point of his eyebrows, might also be close to the strength of the Ning Yuan realm?
He thought for a while, and took out the wishful bag from his arms. When he was testing this wishful bag in the forest before, he used the spiritual power of the ordinary Qi in his body, and the wishful bag did not respond to it. At this moment, he Slowly urged those spiritual powers in the Meixinqiao acupoint, cautiously poking into this wishful bag again.