Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 252

 “Blasphemy?”

"maybe."

The chief of the Wutuo tribe spread his hands.

 Just the tone of voice sounded a bit strange.

 He and Azhiya grew up together.

 The two of them are similar in age and have similar personalities, so they always talk about everything.

At that time, Azhiya was cheerful and talkative, not as stubborn, cold and erratic as he is now.

 The turning point that changed his temperament.

It was that year that his only daughter Oona rashly used the Dharma drum to perform witchcraft without permission, which resulted in an unreasonable disaster for the tribe.

But.

Wutuo knew, however, that Oona's original intention was not to blaspheme God, but to save people.

 Just because Azhiya went to the Black Desert.

 No one in the tribe knows shamanism.

Oona had no choice but to take the risk and cast it.

It's just that before that, she had not been recognized by the gods and had not yet become a real Wu Da You, that is, a female shaman.

 In this way, there is an act of blasphemy.

Azhiya, who was waiting for the news, hurried back from the Black Desert. The outcome was decided and everything was irreversible.

Angry and painful, he wanted to give an explanation to his tribe.

He could only lock his daughter into the underworld prison with his own hands.

 Let her shut herself up and reflect on her faults, and be punished to pay for her sins.

 And he himself became taciturn after that day, hiding in the house all day long.

 It has been so many years in the blink of an eye.

 The younger generation don't know the past.

 Azhiya has never been able to overcome his inner demons.

 Wu Tuo saw it and felt inexplicable pain. With Oona's talent, she could definitely become the next generation of Wu Dayou in the tribe.

 That's why he took advantage of this opportunity.

 Proposed to let Oona lead the way for Chen Yulou and others.

Although she was young at that time, she followed her father Azhiya and traveled to the Black Desert many times.

 In terms of experience, even the younger generation Po Li is far inferior to her.

In addition, and most importantly, if Oona can succeed, it can also relieve Azhiya's heart knot.

 “It turns out there is such a secret.”

 Listen to him slowly talking about the past.

It was only then that Chen Yulou and the others finally understood.

It's no wonder that after Azhiya left angrily, Wutuo would say ignore it. At that time, he only thought it was an angry comment. Now it seems that Azhiya is not the same?

 A father personally drove his daughter into a place of eternal destruction.

 Over the years.

 How much suffering did he endure?

 So the moment his old friend asked Oona to come out, he must have been excited and relieved, but he couldn't say it, let alone do it, and could only leave in this way.

 After all, people's words can be feared, and he must avoid suspicion.

 “Let's go, I'll take you to see Oona.”

 Wutuo waved his hand.

From his perspective, the incident that year was actually not Oona's fault.

Even the tribesmen who suffered Wuwu disaster have already forgiven, but the old guy A Zhiya has too many inner demons and has never been able to forgive himself.

"good."

 Chen Yulou nodded.

After all, it is very likely that he will be the guide for the next journey, so it doesn't hurt to see him first.

In addition, he was also curious, what kind of woman was Oona?

 “Chief, I'm going too.”

Seeing the group of people getting up, Po Li couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

 He has grown up in the village since he was a child, and has never heard of such a past event.

How can I be left alone at this moment?

 “Why don't you go back and take a look at your Suerqin?”

Wutuo looked back at him and joked.

Po Li, who had been acting cold and dignified all the way, couldn't help but blush at this moment and waved his hands repeatedly, "Chief, please stop joking, you can watch it anytime.

 Hear a conversation between two people.

Chen Yulou and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

There was a hint of understanding in his expression.

 No wonder he was indifferent to the accessories thrown by women when he entered the city before. It turns out that he already has the woman he likes in his heart.

 “Okay, come along.”

Wutuo joked and then put away his expression.

He led a group of people and walked straight out of the city, but instead of taking the main road they came from, they kept walking between the mud houses.

Gradually.

Even Poly looked surprised.

 He thought he knew the walled city so well that he could easily pass it even with his eyes closed.

But it was not until this moment that he was shocked to find that the place the patriarch took him through was actually indescribably strange.

 Especially when he pushed open a courtyard door.

Po Li looked up and found that no one lived in the courtyard. The ground was covered with weeds. There was only a path paved with bluestone bricks in the middle, which seemed to have traces of someone walking.

 “The patriarch…”

 Swallowing secretly, Po Li subconsciously wanted to speak.

But Wutuo ignored his meaning.

 Go straight through the path.

 Open the door that has been closed all year round.

Po Li quickly followed, and the moment he crossed the threshold, he felt an indescribable sense of gloom and decay rushing over his face.

 It was hard for my eyes to adapt to the darkness in the room.

 His expression suddenly changed.

 The room was not the hall he imagined, but a huge pit.

 The surrounding area is as smooth as a well.

The pit was pitch dark, and you couldn't see your fingers, as if it was directly connected to the **** of evil spirits.

At this moment, his position was on the edge of the pit. Po Li's heart trembled, and he subconsciously took half a step back, and his tall figure tensed even more.

"This is…"

Po Li never imagined that he would see such an amazing scene when he opened the door.

 “The underworld, purgatory!”

Wutuo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

The old face was full of complexity. Many years ago, when he was first brought here, his performance was not as good as Po Li's. If the old patriarch hadn't grabbed him, he might have stumbled and fallen.

 In ancient shamanic legends.

 The gods live in heaven, humans and all things live in the human world, while demons and ghosts can only wander in the underworld.

 And in the deepest part of the underworld.

It is said that there is also a purgatory, which is dedicated to imprisoning devils who blaspheme God and people who have committed heinous sins.

 Guzzhou, the Uighur tribe's stronghold.

Everything here is built to imitate this.

 He had seen this place back then, and because it was so shocking, he went through the ancient books of the clan after returning, and finally found a trace of records about it between the lines.

 At least a thousand years ago.

 The ancestors of the tribe lived in seclusion at this time.

He began to build this purgatory.

 So far, only a handful of tribesmen have been able to be imprisoned in it.

 So much so that many people go their entire lives without knowing it exists.

 “Senior Oona, are you down there?”

 Four simple words.

Has caused an uproar in Poli's heart.

He lowered his head and glanced at the abyss in front of him, his eyes full of fear and fear.

"yes."

 Wutuo nodded.

 Oona was the last tribesman imprisoned here.

The voice fell.

 I saw him suddenly raise his hand and make a rather strange gesture, spitting out an extremely unfamiliar byte,

 A moment.

 It's like some mysterious spell has been cast.

 In the pitch-black underground, streaks of fire suddenly appeared in the air.

 Looking like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in a cemetery.

 But for some reason, at the moment when the fire came out, Po Li, who had been hunting all year round, felt an extremely strong palpitation and sense of crisis in his heart.

  "That's not right..."     It's not just him.

The faces of Chen Yulou and the others who followed closely behind him changed slightly.

The five of them, even Yang Fang, who has been practicing for the shortest time, has already reached the stage of pushing the door open and entering the Qi Refining Pass.

 The five senses and six senses are far beyond those of ordinary people.

The old foreigner frowned, and the dragon-shooting bow behind his back was still and chirped, as if it was being burned, and the bow instantly became hot.

 Longbow warning.

 This is the first time since entering the Western Region.

How could it not make him nervous?

 “Evil spirit!”

Similar to him, Yang Fang, who was carrying the magic whip at the moment, also clearly felt the shaking behind him.

　　Hit the divine whip to suppress corpses and demons.

At this moment, through the firelight floating in the abyss, he could gradually see clearly that there was no aura of rigor mortis in the depths below, so there were only monsters and demons left.

 “It is indeed a monster.”

“But the breath is weird.”

Partridge Whistle frowned, and there was a bit of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

If it were an ordinary monster, with his current level, he would be able to see through it at a glance.

 But at this moment, those floating firelights, in addition to the evil spirit, clearly have a spirituality and vitality.

The people looked at each other and it was difficult to understand.

 Subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou in front of him.

  Judging from past situations, he seems to be able to give an answer no matter how unexplained the existence is.

This time they all noticed something strange. He didn't say a word. It was obvious that something was wrong.

only…

No one expected it.

At this moment, Chen Yulou was not in a state of confusion, but simply fell into unbelievable shock.

 Fire in the darkness of the abyss.

 They are clearly one fist-sized flying insect after another.

The whole body is red, like a piece of transparent crystal, and the wings are even more crystal clear. Through the transparent shell, you can even see the translucent internal organs and the slowly flowing flames. It is indescribably mysterious and strange.

 “Fire…ladybug?”

Chen Yulou looked like he had seen a ghost.

There seemed to be countless voices resounding in my mind.

The fire ladybug that protects the Rakshasa Ghost City actually appears here?

 For a moment, he suddenly felt like his memory was being reversed.

 Is it possible?

 Between hesitation.

 He ​​suddenly remembered that outside the altar, the patriarch Wutuo had said that Azhiya was the person who traveled in and out of the Black Desert the most among the Uighur tribes.

 Before him, this tribe had existed on the Yuhai coast for thousands of years.

Generations of shamans, like him, ventured into the sand nest in search of the legendary sacred tree.

 So, is it possible that these fire ladybugs were brought back from the black desert by the tribe's former wizards?

 And I watched it for so long.

 He has noticed a slight difference.

In the original work, the fire ladybugs guarding the Rakshasa Ghost City emit blue light, but the fire under the abyss here is not like this.

The arguments among several people did not allow Wutuo to speak.

At this moment, he looked at the fire bugs with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

Po Li seemed to have thought of something.

 The tension in his expression has been replaced by a touch of enthusiasm and excitement without realizing it.

 The blessing of the legendary fire god.

 It turned out to be true.

They guard the underworld and purgatory.

In the blink of an eye, more and more firelight emerged, driving away the darkness, and the bottom of the abyss was finally fully exposed to everyone's sight.

The vastness beneath the pit is endless, desolate and silent.

 There seemed to be a cold breath of death in the air.

 In the middle of the bottom, a hill rises from the ground, like an isolated island in the vast ocean.

The group of people suddenly understood that this was the place of purgatory in the underworld.

but.

 When their eyes fell on the top of the mountain.

 The expressions on their faces all changed.

 A figure actually sat cross-legged among them.

　　Although it is only a back view, you can clearly tell that she is a woman from her attire.

 The moment they saw her, several people finally understood why this place was called purgatory.

 It is dark all year round.

 Let alone more than ten years, most people would go crazy if they were trapped here for a few days.

 “Oona…”

Wutuo sighed.

 Looking at the woman on the mountain, her eyes were full of complexity.

"You have been here for thirteen years. The gods have forgiven your mistakes. From today on... you can leave."

 Hearing this, the woman's figure visibly trembled.

 But after a moment of silence, she shook her head, her tone indescribably firm.

 “Chief, Oona has committed blasphemy and is an unforgivable sin.”

 “I plan to spend the rest of my life here.”

 “You'd better go back.”

Wutuo's face was even more painful, "Both you and I know that what happened back then was not your fault. It was also a helpless act for you, Ata. From the day you came in here, he has never left even half a step."

 “I am not here today to persuade you.”

“I just want you to know that he was not ruthless or unjust in what happened back then.”

“I have known him all my life, and I know his character best.”

 Wutuo came here more than once, but Oona was never willing to speak.

The opportunity finally came to him today, how could he miss it?

Hearing these things that she had never known before, Oona on the top of the mountain had her eyes wide open and her expression was full of disbelief.

 She once felt that Atta was too unfeeling.

 Otherwise, how could a father personally send his daughter to purgatory to suffer, assuming that she had done nothing wrong?

 So, from that day on, her heart died.

 But now...the patriarch told her that the truth was not what she thought.

 For a time, Oona's faith that she had held on to for thirteen years collapsed little by little.

 If this is said by someone else.

 She would definitely give a shit.

 But the person who spoke happened to be the patriarch, the one who watched him grow up.

 “Really, really?”

Oona closed her eyes and raised her head. After a while, she opened her eyes again and looked at the figure above her head.

 She has to confirm again.

“Uncle Wutuo, have I ever lied to you once?”

Wutuo shook his head.

 This pair of father and daughter are more stubborn than the other.

Azhiya is obviously in more pain than anyone else, but he still wants to send his daughter here, and Oona would rather die here than leave even half a step away.

 At the end of the day.

 It's just that the knot in my heart has not been resolved.

He has been dealing with the situation for so many years, and he has tried everything he can to resolve it.

 Unexpectedly, today it was just a whim that made me move.

 “Then why doesn't he... Atta come?”

Oona pursed her lips and glanced around.

 But among the group of people, except for the leader of the Wutuo clan, she did not see a single familiar face.

“Ata has never been able to forgive himself. He has not left the city for more than ten years, and he does not dare to come today. He is afraid that something bad will happen if he comes.”

 Wutuo hesitated.

 Or a little justification.

 This is also a white lie.

 After all, as long as Una is willing to come out of the ground, time will always wash away everything.

The old guy wants to see his daughter more than anyone else.

They were probably very anxious when they came here.

 “That's it…”

Oona's eyes dimmed, and she was obviously a little disappointed.

Upon seeing this, Wutuo immediately said, "By the way, Oona, there is one more thing. I came here today to ask you to go to the Black Desert!" (End of this chapter)

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