27-Sea Festival Song (1/2)

The Luo family had carved a magic circle on the reef with blood. Now the reef is still there, but the blood has long disappeared. Luo Sanniang escaped quickly at that time and didn't know what happened later. After the Luo family turned into fishmen, they were dragged away and burned to ashes. There was no way to trace their memories.

Luo Sanniang described the appearance of the magic circle. She glanced at it in panic and didn't see it clearly.

Si Qingyan restored the appearance of the formation from her memory and drew it on the reef with sea water.

The formation is very complicated and not at a level that ordinary people can access. Luo Sanniang spent most of her time doing various manual work and didn't know where her family got the evil magic from. On the night of the accident, she was tied with ropes and pretended to sleep in the cabin, quietly grinding the ropes. They bled her one by one, and after drawing the formation, they wanted to dig out her heart. Luo Sanniang broke free from the ropes, jumped into the sea, burst out with extraordinary speed, and successfully escaped.

Of course, just because she returned home and got along with her family as usual, it can be seen that she is not very smart. It is not easy for a child like Luo Sanniang to live to this day.

"This is the pattern I saw that day."

Luo Sanniang was shocked by Si Qingyan's ability to restore the formation, but she also began to be afraid. What if he wants to dig her heart out again?

"Don't be afraid."

Si Qingyan flicked Luo Sanniang's forehead.

"Master." Luo Sanniang called out stupidly and fell silent again.

Oh, he is a fool.

Si Qingyan silently loved his apprentice's IQ in his heart and began to analyze:

"Originally, I couldn't see anything. Considering the terrain, this should be the eye of the sea. It should gather the power of Feng Shui from all directions and purify the sea area. However, there is no abnormality here. Instead, it looks like a pool of stagnant water. The Feng Shui power here has been extracted to form a huge formation, which seems to be suppressing something."

"And this formation intends to use the power of blood to pry open the seal. Now it should have succeeded."

"Is it the same as Lianyunhai? Is there also evil things suppressed here?" Si Wujiu asked.

"Maybe so. I'll know what it is when I explore it."

The red butterfly in the sea was too abrupt. Si Qingyan released a small carp, which was still rejected by the entire sea.

But he insisted on going down, and finally drew out the Flower God Sword. With one sword, a gentle white light shone, splitting the dark sea water in two.

No matter how gentle the sword light was, it did not change its original intention.

The sword is a weapon of killing.

The separated sea water did not close together. The weak silver light formed two light curtains, intercepting the surging power of the sea water. It seemed to be non-threatening, but if it was touched slightly, it would be pierced into a sieve by the sword energy compressed to the extreme.

"I'll go down with you." Ao Wu followed behind Si Qingyan.

No one else spoke, and followed silently.

"Maybe it will be a little dangerous." Si Qingyan did not refuse.

Sooner or later, he would leave Cangya, and in the future, this place would be guarded by others.

From his feet, the ice-blue stairs meandered to the bottom of the sea, and frost flowers condensed into gorgeous patterns on the ice surface.

Perhaps everyone has a special preference for a certain sound. Since the day when the sky fire was frozen, Si Qingyan felt a little happy when she heard the sound of ice, as if a seed broke out of the ground in an instant.

Si Qingyan suddenly liked this uncommon ice talent.

This sea area is closest to the land. On the map, it is called Erhai.

Not far away is the land, but it is terribly deep.

The ice-blue stairs extend downwards continuously, and the red butterflies dance, emitting warm flames from their wings, illuminating the way ahead.

Unexpectedly, the fish in Erhai were not affected. They still swam freely and were unexpectedly peaceful.

They had already walked to the bottom of the sea 10,000 meters deep, and the shape of the swimming fish gradually became random, even a little bit hot to the eyes.

At the deepest bottom of the sea, there is a floating land.

This is a long-abandoned city with many tall buildings, gorgeous and beautiful styles, countless treasures piled up, not at all vulgar, like a giant crystal palace. Judging from the height of the doors, windows and palaces, the residents in the city are about two to three meters tall.

A tribe living on the seabed? And they are very intelligent and should have extraordinary abilities.

This land is engraved with many mysterious patterns, complex and changeable. The system scan shows that the results are ancient characters, exclusive to a certain tribe. Because the tribe has been lost in the long river of history, there is insufficient data and it cannot be translated.

They have entered the sea water, and the terrifying water pressure has dissipated near the lost land.

With their footsteps, the runes on the buildings flashed, the dust disappeared, and the city was like a treasure wiped clean of filth, revealing its true appearance. The precious light shines on each other, as bright as daylight.

In front of every house, there are wind chimes strung with shells, crystals, pearls, etc., which turn into ashes in the inaudible footsteps.

This is a beautiful and empty dead city.

Endless sorrow unconsciously lingered in the heart, making people cry for no reason.

"Come... kill me."

A strange voice sounded in Si Qingyan's heart. It was also an unknown language, but they could communicate with each other consciously, so they could understand each other's meaning.

The other party was too weak.

The roads in the city were winding and complicated. Si Qingyan sensed the location in the center. They kept moving forward along the avenue, and the grief in their hearts became more and more intense.

Luo Sanniang was already sobbing and hiccuping from time to time. Si Wujiu also wiped his eyes with a handkerchief repeatedly. Ao Wu, Le Zhengliyou, and Bai Xiaocao were better, just crying silently.

Si Qingyan had a stronger ability to resist blows, and his heart was depressed, but he would not show it.

Finally, they walked to the bottom of an altar.

The bones were made by some unknown method, but they were as smooth as jade and a bit transparent. Judging from the size, they should be some giant sea beast.

"Kun bones."

The syllables were very unfamiliar and inaudible, but everyone understood what he meant.

A black chain as thick as a wrist hung from the edge of the altar. Looking up, the bone steps were winding up, and nine black chains were visible from all parts of his body, including his neck, shoulders, hands, ribs, coccyx, and tail.

He was about three meters long, and his upper body was not much different from that of a human. His long silver hair floated in the sea, emitting a soft light. His silver eyes were slightly closed, and he was so weak that he could no longer open his eyes. The silver fish tail was extremely gorgeous, but it was pierced by the black chain. The flesh and blood had grown into one with the chain and could not be separated.

Narrow eyes, high nose bridge, lips without a trace of blood color, three-dimensional and beautiful facial features, like a lifeless work of art, bound noble, sacred like a trapped beast.

He is undoubtedly the synonym of beauty.

A beam of light shone down from his head, and the sea water beside him was exceptionally clear.

The white robe reflected complex patterns under the light, soft and textured, exceptionally light and gorgeous.

The moment everyone saw him, they felt a bang in their hearts, surprised by the creator's kindness, and couldn't help crying.

It was a kind of empty sadness that was enough to hurt the soul.

Who is he? Why is he locked here?

"Use your sword, kill me."

He raised his eyes gently and looked at Si Qingyan.

Such a subtle movement, everyone felt that he was extremely strenuous.

He was born with a strong appeal.

"Come to me, you will know everything you want to know."

His eyes showed a bit of eager pleading.

"Master, can I..."

Luo Sanniang grabbed Si Qingyan's sleeve, not wanting to see Si Qingyan kill the people on the altar.

When he saw this scene, he laughed instead, and for a moment, the sadness in everyone's hearts dissipated slightly.

"There is life and there is death, this is destiny." He chuckled.

"Destiny can be violated." Si Qingyan intuitively felt that this was another existence similar to Ao Xiao.

"I can't compare with Ao Xiao. He has never made mistakes in guarding the blood plague, but I have been eroded by Doomsday. Please let me... die awake."

"What is your name?" Si Qingyan walked towards the altar.

Luo Sanniang subconsciously let go.

"Jiaohuang Yiyuan."

[The original body of the virus has been discovered. ]

[The target has been eroded by Doomsday, please destroy it in time]

"I know you can devour Doomsday, and I have tried it. This one is very special. Killing me directly is the best way to solve it."

Jiaohuang Yiyuan can read thoughts directly.

No one thought he was scary. Every time they looked at Wei Yuan, they felt their livers and gallbladders torn apart, their hearts ached, and their tears could not be controlled.

Even so, they could not raise any hostility.

[The doomsday is extremely unstable and has merged with the entire sea area]

[Please ask the host to purify the original body]

Si Qingyan finally drew out the Flower God Sword.

He knew that Wei Yuan would not resist, and that he could easily kill Wei Yuan. This was what he should do, and what Wei Yuan hoped he would do.

This sword was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

His hands could not help but tremble.

Wei Yuan showed a comforting smile.

For Si Qingyan, it could only make his heart heavier.

"If I burn this sea, can I save you?" Si Qingyan gripped the hilt of the sword. The gentle power coming from the sword body could not let him relax at all.

Wei Yuan shook his head, his eyes were gentle, with a bit of indulgence, as if he was looking at his own junior, like a teacher instructing his disciples:

"Stab the heart."

The Flower God Sword was finally delivered into Wei Yuan's heart.

Very steady, very easy, as if penetrating a layer of ice crystals.

"The stars are turning."

"The stars are moving."

Si Qingyan saw countless sparks rising from the body of the abyss, and everything around him changed dramatically.

The tides rose and fell on the sea, the moonlight shone on the silver fish tail of the mermaid, and the soft and graceful singing rose from the fog island. They swam freely in the sea far away from the mainland, looking at the endless starry sky.

I don't know how long it took, but it was just a moment in his eyes.

He saw the stars in the sky flowing towards the human world, and countless meteors fell and hit the earth, just like Cangzhou on a rainy night, even more miserable. The distant land was blazing, and the crying sound reached the distant sea and fell into the ears of the mermaid.

They didn't have time to grieve, and the disaster also fell in the deep sea.

The clear sea water turned black and quickly swallowed everything.

The mermaid gradually moved closer to the land from the deep sea far away from the land.

This is an escape.

Compared to the might of Azure Dragon, the mermaids are so weak. Even though they are the kings of the sea, with long lives, beautiful singing voices, and the power to purify the sea, they cannot stop the erosion of Doomsday.

Looking down at the ocean from the sky, they are surrounded by dark sea water and trapped in a lonely sea.

The entire Cangya is too busy to take care of itself, and no one can point out a way out for them.

The blood of the mermaids can temporarily stop Doomsday. But the sea is too wide, and even if the blood of the whole tribe is released, the situation cannot be reversed.

In the end, the mermaids decided to activate the forbidden formation and sacrifice the power of the whole tribe to the mermaid emperor, Yiyuan, so that Yiyuan, after the transformation of blood, has the opportunity to purify Doomsday and even seal it.

Rather than die together, it is better to leave hope to the mermaid emperor.

The oldest Kun in the sea can no longer feather into a roc. He gave his bones to the mermaids to build an altar, and his soul ascended to the sky and died in a free manner.

The altar, which consumed countless precious materials of the mermaids, was like a flesh and blood mill, transferring the power of its own kind to the Mermaid King.

At that time, the mermaid emperor, Yiyuan, had just ascended the throne. He was gifted, gentle and powerful, and was highly respected by the tribe.

The last person to enter the altar was the youngest child in the tribe. He looked about the same as a two or three-year-old human child, with a small tail and short and soft silver hair. He looked up and asked:

"Your Majesty, can you hug me?"

Yiyuan leaned over and picked her up.

"I heard... the singing of the tribe..."

"Your Majesty, may you be well."

Because she was too young and was at the center of the altar, she was transformed faster.

Yiyuan's arms were empty. So far, he had lost the last tribe member.

He sat alone on the altar, with the power to purify the doomsday.

He smeared blood on the entire altar, and with it as the center, it quickly spread to the four seas.

The blood of the mermaid was also bright red. After contacting the black sea water, the black sea water with a strong ominous smell became clear again.

The lives of all the tribe members underwent a qualitative change in him, and he had an endless supply of blood. He couldn't remember how long it took to make his blood spread all over the sea. Cold, dizzy, lonely, and endless.

He thought he would die, and he had completely merged with the sea. He found that the purification was not thorough, and if he disappeared, everything might be restored.

He used the power of the sea eye to maintain his life.

Gradually, he took the foreign invaders into his body and sealed them, forming a complex and strange formation.

He completely merged with Doomsday, and his own ability made Doomsday unable to play a role, but his consciousness was greatly affected.

His ability began to weaken, and another consciousness appeared in his body, revealing the weakness of the formation to the fishermen on the beach, allowing Doomsday's power to leak out and transfer to Nanzhou.

His blood was mixed in the sea water, but it was fine for the time being. The situation in Nanzhou was serious and getting worse.

Finally, Si Qingyan came.

He had always been evenly matched with Doomsday, and adding a slightly heavier weight to the scale was enough to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

The silver light faded, and everything in front of them gradually became clear. The faint singing was like the sound of nature, coming from an unknown place and then disappearing. They were still standing under the altar.

Wei Yuan murmured low and ancient syllables, and no one knew the true meaning. The language of the mermaids had long been lost, and only when he wanted, the meaning of the language would be understood by others.

The memory of the mermaid king Wei Yuan was completely over.

Si Qingyan sheathed the sword and caught Wei Yuan's body.

Very light, like a feather.

This is how mermaids are after they die, their bodies become very light.

A teardrop-shaped purple pearl rolled out of Wei Yuan's robe and fell on the white Kun bone, with a crisp sound.

The sea water turned bright red, exuding a very faint bloody smell, which quickly dissipated. The night was boundless, the tides rose and fell, and no one noticed that the sea turned into a sea of ​​blood in an instant, and then returned to normal in an instant.

Just like many years ago, no one saw the lonely young mermaid king on the white altar in the deep sea, melting his blood into the endless sea...

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In ancient times, there were mermaids far away from the sea, living in water like fish, but still weaving. When they cried, pearls would come out of their eyes. If they used mermaid fat as candles and used lacquer lamps in tombs, the fire would not go out. Now there is no evidence left, so the doubts remain.

——《Cang Ya Secret Scroll》

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