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Chapter Fifteen A Tragic Time

The ancient city disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, but Yang Wenjing was really sure that the ancient city did exist, and the sword bone in her body was still there and did not disappear with the ancient city.

"How many secrets are there behind this?" Yang Wenjing looked at the ancient city that had disappeared, and was in a daze, constantly wondering what she had to do with the ancient city.

After a while, Yang Wenjing returned to Shanheyuan and directly looked for Elder Jide, wanting to know what was going on in his cultivation tree and wanting to ask clearly.

Elder Jide's residence is very remote, and it is a remote courtyard among the mountain and river courtyards. Not to mention the magnificent, it has mountains and waters.

At this time, Elder Jide was fishing!

"Oh, another one!" Old man Jide was grinning and could not hide his inner joy.

Because the old man Jide had been fishing for a month, he caught a fish.

"Grandpa Jide, isn't this Tongyou River? How come there are fish!"

Yang Wenjing happened to come to Elder Jide and couldn't believe it when he saw Elder Jide fishing in Tongyou River.

Tongyou River is a very special river. The source of this river is a desert, and the end is the place of the Nine Netherworlds. Therefore, this river is also called Tongyou River, which passes through the mountains and river courtyards.

Tongyou River is also called Heishui River. As the name suggests, the river water here is black, like ink and cannot be seen at the bottom.

No matter what it is, as long as you reach Tongyou River, it will fall into the river, even the gentle goose feathers are no exception.

"Ah, it's quiet, there are naturally no fish in this Tongyou River!" Old Man Jide fiddled with the fishing rod and told the facts.

"Then why can you catch fish?" Yang Wenjing became even more curious and asked.

"Although there are no fish in the river, there are ghosts!" Old Man Jide smiled kindly, hung bait for the fish hook, and threw the fish hook out!

After a closer look, the bait turned out to be a ball of red light, which was extremely charming. It was obviously not an ordinary bait, but was made by Tongyouhe.

"Ghost Spirit?" Yang Wenjing came close to see clearly.

Old Man Jide put the ghost spirit in a purple gold gourd, and the ghost spirit in the gourd mouth can be clearly seen through the gourd mouth, and the gourd mouth was some kind of forbidden by Old Man Jide.

"Black, Grandpa Jide, what are these ghosts?" Yang Wenjing had a lot to ask.

"This ghost spirit cannot be explained by just a word!" Old man Jide took a sip of wine, looked at Yang Wenjing with a smile, and said, "Let's do this! I'll tell you a story. After listening to it, you will know what the ghost spirit in Tongyou River originated!"

"Um!"

Yang Wenjing nodded and sat upright next to Mr. Jide, listening with scruples!

For Yang Wenjing, every time Mr. Jide tells a story, he will listen carefully. Mr. Jide lives in a great life, and what he has experienced and seen is far beyond what he has been compared to an eleven-year-old child.

Yang Wenjing couldn't help but hear some secrets.

Old Man Jide looked at Yang Wenjing, took another sip of old wine, recalled deeply, and began to talk.

"It is said that in the mythical era, this river was not called Tongyou River, but called Sijia River. However, later, a war broke out at the source of the Sijia River, that is, the northern desert of the Central Earth. Many people died in that battle. Countless bodies, corpses and endless blood were flowing. Blood stained the entire desert. The Sijia River was turned into a blood river. The remains of the desert and the blood flowed along the Sijia River to the end of the river. At that time, the end of the river was not called the Nine Netherlands, but the ancient sea!"

Old Man Jide paused for a moment and continued to speak, saying, "Later, people died in battle in the desert. Those who died in battle eventually turned into ghosts and wanted to return to their hometown along the River of Silu, but in the end there were very few people who could truly get ashore. They could only follow the River of Silu to the downstream. Over time, the ancient sea became the gathering place for ghosts and spirits. After more than 100,000 years of evolution, the ancient sea became the end of this river and was praised by the people of today as the Nine Netherlands!"

Old Man Jide looked at Yang Wenjing and sighed: "Those who died in battle are our seniors. They fought to protect this land. After they died in battle, they just wanted to go home along the river of homesickness and take a look at their hometown!"

What the old man Jide mentioned is a dark ancient history. That ancient history is very miserable and desolate. It is impossible to record how many people died. It is just that the ancient books say that the battle was broken and the earth was broken, and the radius of hundreds of miles was stained with blood. The bones were piled up into mountains and blood gathered into small rivers. After the war, the rich land became a place of destruction.

If you want to say what is left in the desert now, there is only a huge stone ancient stele that can be seen. A powerful monk has found that ancient stele, and only two words are seen - Heavenly Court!

As soon as the word "Heaven Court" came out, a storm broke out in the Middle Land Realm, but I didn't know that the tragic period of time, but I just knew that the name of "Heaven Court" was very familiar.

Heaven, that is the most powerful existence in the mythical period!

But in the end, the battle ended.

No one knows whom has started a war with in the future, and only the name Dark Ancient Court has been passed down in the world!

The rest are submerged in the years

......

"These ghosts are our seniors in Middle Earth, or in other words, they are also members of the Heavenly Court!" Old Man Jide's eyes flashed and he stared at the shaking fishing rod.

"The ancestors who protect their hometown!" Yang Wenjing looked at the ghost in the purple gold gourd, and her heart suddenly felt thrilled.

After listening to the old man Jide's speech, Yang Wenjing couldn't calm down for a long time. What era should have been tens of thousands of years ago? Such a fierce battle occurred.

What are those invaders? What are the wars for?

These are worth thinking about, but worth exploring!

Old Man Jide sighed and said, "At that time, our world had only one Middle Earth. No matter what the gods, demons, and demons, there was only one Middle Earth!"

Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Court was broken, and more and more powerful people began to draw boundaries as respected, gradually evolved into the world today.

If Old Man Jide's words were put outside the world, it would definitely cause discussion among many people. This is a shocking news, as if it has become a secret, and not many people in the world know it.

"Another one!"

When the old man Jide saw the fishing rod shaking, he couldn't help but smile on his face, but at the same time he could see a hidden sadness.

The ghost spirits are very fierce. If it weren't for hearing what the old man Jide said just now, Yang Wenjing would hardly believe that these evil spirits were actually transformed by the predecessors who protected their hometown 100,000 years ago.

Looking at the ghost spirits who were struggling in front of him, Yang Wenjing felt that these seniors were too miserable and pitiful. After dying in battle, in order to take a look at their hometown, she eventually fell into Jiuyou and became ghost spirits, and could not have a good ending.

"Grandpa Jide, what will these seniors caught in the end get?" Yang Wenjing asked, wanting to know the answer.

"They will eventually be put into the transformation pool and embark on the road to reincarnation!" Old man Jide responded. This is not an unspeakable secret.

"Reincarnation!" Hearing this, Yang Wenjing frowned and asked, "Grandpa Jide, is there really a saying of reincarnation in this world?"

"If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you have no. I don't know where they will eventually go!" Old man Jide pondered for a moment and responded in this way.

Reincarnation is an indescribable topic. Some people firmly believe that after death, there will be reincarnation in the next life. Of course, half of the people think that when they die, they will die, turn into ashes and turn into dung, and then they do not exist in this world.

The Transformation Pool is only in legend, and few people have seen it now. The old man Jide now puts them in the purple gold gourd, which is undoubtedly a destination.

It is better than being able to lose his soul in the dark Tongyou River. Now the ghosts in Tongyou River can still exist, and their strength will definitely be extraordinary before their lifetime, otherwise their souls will gradually be unable to withstand the erosion of Tongyou River water and dissipate after death.

Speaking of this, the fishing rod moved again!

"It's strange, why has it been so easy to get caught recently?" Old Man Jide frowned and looked at Tongyouhe.

In the past, it would be good to catch one in a year, but now it has caught four ghosts.

"Is it possible? Will there be any big deal in the future?"
Chapter completed!
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