He Comes From the Void

The next day, Kahn got up early.

But the old people got up earlier, and they just drank the hot porridge just out of the pan, which is very warm in winter.

After thanking them for their hospitality, the two of them took a walk in the village, and the fragrance of the soil dug out by the farmers in the snow seemed as if spring had never been far away.

Not long after, Yi also came out from the farmer's house where he was staying, with a twill bag on his shoulder.

He was a little surprised to see that the two were earlier than him.

"Are you going up the mountain too?"

"I want to visit the Wuji ruins." Kahn replied solemnly. He wanted to go up the mountain with him to investigate the source of the evil energy. He wanted to swallow these "evil energy" and help Yi in his own way.

"There's nothing to see on the mountain anymore." Yi sighed lightly: "Since they're all here, it's okay to take a look, and come with me."

"Going up the mountain? How can I be missed?"

With a deep voice, Jax came out from behind the haystack.

"Why did you go up the mountain again?" Kahn asked.

"I can see that there is something on this mountain that disturbs Master Yi's heart. I have to go and see what that demon is." Jax carried the lamppost like a weird exorcist.

Yi smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the woods, with the other three quickly following behind.

In the forest, I heard the morning song chanted by the birds. The sky, with all the clouds gone, is a rare clear sky.

It's just that the forest is still, as if it has lost its aura and is sluggish.

There used to be lilies on both sides of the path leading to the mountain, but they had withered in winter, and they could no longer accompany Yi to climb the mountain. After climbing for two consecutive hours, Kai'Sa had to stop to let out the heat. Even though the skin armor was wrapped around her body after mimicking, there were already some signs of overheating.

And Yi, who was wearing armor, was still walking briskly ahead. The Baluan people never found it troublesome to climb mountains, they were already used to the feeling of climbing.

Maybe this is the plateau blood.

After climbing for a while, the four finally reached the top of the mountain.

What appeared in front of them was a barren land, and the wreckage of a village was scattered in front of everyone.

It used to be a quiet mountain village, surrounded by picturesque scenery. This village named "Wuji" remembers Yi's childhood.

But all because of a poisonous fire, it became the ruins now.

The air seemed to still smell of ashes, and Kahn noticed that blood-sucking vines were growing here too.

This land spurred these vines to absorb and purify the poisonous water and ashes, but it was also polluted and polluted, creating evil spirits.

Yi set off again, heading for the cemetery.

Karn followed him, past overturned columns and stonework.

The remains of houses, schools, and shrines were all mixed together, including Yi's parents' workshop, which could no longer be found.

The accessible cemeteries are arranged in perfect symmetry, with spaces between the mounds for passage.

He walked through the gaps, touching the hilts of each of the swords planted in the ground. These are his memories of warriors, teachers, and apprentices, without missing a single sword.

"Your memories will last forever. May your names be remembered by the world. Please rest in peace."

There was not enough time for him to pay homage to them one by one, and the most important people did not go to pay their respects.

"This used to be a lily garden," Yi said, his voice quickly becoming weary: "After that fire, this place became a vacant lot, and I turned this place into a cemetery in order to bury everyone as soon as possible. "

"You did the right thing." It was originally Yi Dui's self-report, but Jax added it: "My hometown was also destroyed, but I couldn't even bury my comrades in arms."

"Oh?" Yi looked at him suspiciously. He suddenly discovered that there were many similarities between Jax's mask and his seven-degree insight eyepiece. From what he said, he could tell that he was also a person with a story.

"Those monsters are raging in my hometown. No matter the living or the dead, they are transformed into monsters. The whole city has fallen, right in front of my eyes, and I can only run away." Jax said.

Yi pondered, unable to imagine what a tragic scene it was, but it must have been much more horrific than what he had encountered, and he did not see the scene of his hometown being destroyed with his own eyes.

Karn also wanted Jax to talk to Yi more, tell the horror of the void, and then trick Yi into the camp against the void. But Jax doesn't do that, it seems that from the beginning, he just wants to comfort Yi by comparing his misery.

"I'm sorry." Without thinking deeply, Yi came to a grave.

In front of the grave lay a hammer, its head rusted from the moisture of the mountains.

"Master Dolan, I'm here to see you, old man." Yi took out a plate of fruit from his cloth bag and put it down: "I still remember when you first brought me to practice, you said that I swung my sword four thousand times a day and that I should become a blacksmith. Not a swordsman. Maybe I should have listened to you, inherited my parents' workshop, and became a swordsmith, so maybe the fire wouldn't happen."

"But I thought it through later. If I had chosen to be a blacksmith, no one would have inherited Wuji Sword. Forgive me."

Yi bowed deeply, then walked towards the last two graves, guarded by golden scabbards.

"Imai, Yibai."

Yi drew two short swords and put them into the scabbards on his parents' grave. Fits perfectly.

He took off his helmet, solemnly knelt down, and buried his head deeply.

Kahn noticed that some white silk was mixed between Yi's temples, and it fell on the robe.

"May the wisdom of your elders continue to guide me."

The sacrifice process was very simple, Yi put on his helmet, and seemed to have other things to do.

He meditated on the spot, and then his feet left the ground, suspended in the air.

Kahn saw it with his left eye, a wave of spiritual power spread over him, and Yi was communicating with the spiritual realm.

He also tried to look, but saw death and decay all over the place.

Acid and poisonous water have twisted the magic of the land, affecting the spiritual realm.

He saw spirits inhabiting another realm, entangled in demonized vines like the poor takin, and the essence gradually weakened.

The strong spirits will break free and abandon this evil land as the young people move.

Those who remain here are corrupted...or will soon be.

The land will eventually deteriorate completely.

"What are the roots of those vines attached to?" Kahn wondered.

Suddenly, Yi moved.

He drew out the piercing sword, which was infused with the power of the spiritual realm, he turned into an afterimage and rushed out, and the cemetery suddenly changed.

Jax's muscles twitched, and for a split second he wanted to shoot, to see if he could stop Yi.

But he endured it anyway.

After a flash, Yi returned to the original place, the knife was sheathed, maintaining the previous posture, as if it had never moved.

The vines collapsed one by one. Some slid off fallen roofs, others crumpled in place.

The rescued spirit body sang with joy, and the listless bamboo branches stood up, like students who had been named.

Yi smiled reassuringly, but he knew it wouldn't completely solve the problem.

Treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and these vines will still grow again, covering the degraded land.