At midnight, a white shadow quietly landed in front of the cave on the top of the mountain. After standing for a while, he saw that there was no movement everywhere, so he walked into the cave. After a while, Ling Huayin walked out of the shade of the tree.

Situ Yan never expected that there would be a Soul Gathering Grass here. After he removed the barrier, he immediately picked up the Soul Gathering Grass on the ground carefully. When he got up, he heard Ling Huayin's cold voice: "What are you doing here?"

Situ Yan sighed inwardly, turned around, and smiled and said, "Linghua, I discovered that why are you walking soundless?"

Ling Huayin stared at the thing in his hand and asked, "What are you holding? You specially sent Eluo to come back to get this?"

Situ Yan replied indifferently: "It's not good to let too many people know about some things. Linghua wants to know?"

Ling Huayin stroked the hair on her chest and nodded slightly, "I'm quite curious."

Situ Yan chuckled and said, "Since I am a friend, I shouldn't hide it from Linghua. I'll tell you again when I go out."

The two walked out of the cave, Situ Yan found a clean stone and sat down, and said to Ling Huayin: "Have you ever heard of the Soul Gathering Grass?"

"Is it the thing in your hand?" Ling Huayin stood beside him, staring at the plants in his hand.

Situ Yan continued, "For the years, I have been looking for the Soul Gathering Grass. One day when I woke up, I found that I could not remember many things about myself, and there were only some vague fragments in my mind. Every day on the day of the lunar eclipse, my seven souls will leave my body, and I need the Soul Gathering Grass to imprison them in my body. But this is not a long-term solution. Soul Gathering Grass is very rare. Sometimes after going through a lot of hardships, I can only find one, and I can only barely survive the lunar eclipse."

"Then is there any other way?" Ling Huayin couldn't help but worry about Situ Yan's experience.

"Yes, but it's even more difficult. I heard that there is a soul-gathering stone in the earth that can solve my trap. However, the earth is not where I am a mortal immortal who can enter. Although I have tried every means to enter the earth over the years, I am powerless." Situ Yan said indifferently, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Ling Huayin asked: "You haven't thought about why you are like this?"

"I once tried to find the reasons, such as why I lived in Qinghuitai, why I couldn't remember what happened before, and why I left my body. So I visited a monk who was enlightened. He said that my three souls were missing, and the missing souls led my seven souls and my memories, so I became much less dull than ordinary people's seven emotions. Sometimes when I saw others crying and sad about the death of others, I would laugh out loud for the joy of winning treasures, but I didn't know the taste, as if I had never experienced these. Because I felt different from others, while I was looking for the method of gathering souls, I would also observe other people's lives and try to experience that kind of feelings by myself. In recent years, I have gradually been able to understand one or two of them. However, sometimes I still feel a little regretful, and I always hope to know my origin from others." Situ Yan said slowly like a story.

After hearing this, Ling Huayin was slightly moved and sat down beside Situ Yan, "It turns out that you can't remember your origin."

Situ Yan turned to look at her and said in confusion: "Or?"

Ling Huayin looked ahead and said calmly: "I am like you. I have never known where I came from or what my name is since I was a child. When my first master picked me up by the swamp, he saw the three words Ling Huayin on a stone beside me, so he named it. I had thought about finding my parents and finding out my life experience before, but later after I met him, I gradually stopped obsessing with my life experience. I don't know what's the point of knowing it, and what's the point of knowing it. No one can protect me, so I will shelter myself from the wind and rain. Others regard me as different, so I will ignore them. This is the way of survival he taught me." Ling Huayin said, and a relieved smile unconsciously hung on the corner of her mouth.

Situ Yan pondered for a moment and asked, "Is the person you are talking about your senior brother?"

Ling Huayin lowered her head secretly, silent, as if she was a little unhappy, and Situ Yan was very sensible and didn't ask more questions.

After the two sat quietly for a while, Situ Yan broke the deadlock: "The corpse refining Gu I showed you today is actually of use."

"What?" Ling Huayin raised her eyebrows.

"Do you still remember the blood soul bead I mentioned to you today?"

Ling Huayin nodded and said, "Remember. What is the Blood Soul Bead used for? I have never heard of these."

"The Blood Soul Bead is used to collect souls. The Corpse Refining Gu is an important material for refining the Blood Soul Bead. The bracelet that Gu Nian gave to his wife is made of Blood Lotus Jade and one of the materials for the Blood Soul Bead. The rest are still missing the blood of the demon and the illusion soul. I vaguely feel that the things I encountered these days are related to the Blood Soul Bead. The method of refining the Blood Soul Bead is very evil. You need to use the blood of the great demon as a guide, and then use the blood of thousands of people to forge a soul to obtain the illusion soul. This method was once circulated in the southern realm, and a demon refiner was refined. Later, when the ghost king in the earth learned about it, he was very angry and sent a ghost to the earth to forbid the method forever, and imposed the most severe punishment on the demon refiner in the earth. Although some people later wanted to try to refine the Blood Soul Bead, they all ended in failure."

"There are still people in the world who practice such evil magic. Although you can't remember your own affairs, you know a lot of these strange magics."

Situ Yan smiled, "Unfortunately, I have one on my body."

Ling Huayin looked at him in shock, and saw Situ Yan reaching his hand in front of Ling Huayin. When he spread his hands, he saw a red bead the size of an egg, emitting a faint light.

"Why do you have this thing?" Ling Huayin stared at the boss with her eyes wide open, feeling a little disbelief.

"What would you think if I said this thing was right next to me when I woke up?"

Ling Huayin hesitated for a while, then looked at Situ Yan and said, "I believe you have nothing to do with that evil spell. Could it be given to you by your master or friend?"

"I thought so at one time, but I have asked many people who know me, but they have never mentioned my master. Moreover, I used to be alone, and in my memory, only Heng Wei and I were friends who could be discussed."

Ling Huayin tilted her head slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Situ Yan added with a smile: "Of course, Linghua is also a rare friend I have."

Ling Huayin looked up at Situ Yan in a little surprised, and saw Situ Yan's eyes smiling, as gentle as jade, as clear as the bright moon, and as warm as the rising sun.

"What are you going to deal with this Blood Soul Bead? Continue to take it to find the method of gathering souls?"

"Well, the Wuguihai mentioned by Zhang Xingwen is the place I want to go next. I heard that you may find a way to enter the earth."

Ling Huayin thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I'm going to go there. After dealing with the matter between Bai Yi and Yanmo, I'll go with you to find it. But before that, can you go down to Dongling Mountain with me?"

"I will certainly accompany Linghua wherever she wants to go, but what do you want to do?"

"Once upon a time, my senior brother and I buried an ice jar under an old tree in Dongling Mountain. There was the water of the sacred tree that I sealed with my spiritual power. Today, the village chief mentioned that the disciple of Dongling Mountain gave them an ice jar that could draw water. I wanted to confirm whether it was the same thing." Ling Huayin said very calmly.

"You want to know if that person is your senior brother. Well, if you confirm, maybe we can still find out your senior brother's whereabouts and take back the map of the Great Wilderness of your Xianze Palace." Situ Yan smiled, "I'm waiting here and waiting. With Miss Eluo watching everyone, it's better to go to Dongling Mountain now." After that, Situ Yan pulled out his legs, but Ling Huayin called him behind him.

Situ Yan turned around in confusion and saw Ling Huayin still standing there, and asked, "What are the concerns about Ling Hua?"

Ling Huayin hesitated for a while, with a little embarrassed expression: "...I... it's a bit inconvenient for me to go like this, but what kind of thing covers the face?"

Situ Yan thought Ling Huayin just didn't want to face the old friend, and didn't think too much, so he turned out a veil and asked, "Is this OK?"

Ling Huayin took the veil and put it on, and smiled and said, "Thank you."

The two then arrived at Dongling Mountain a hundred miles away. It was already dawn, but Dongling Mountain was still covered with a large fog, just like Lingyin Village, with dirty air everywhere, so they had to land on the ground first. Looking around, there was no one, and there was not even a disciple guarding the gate. The two of them felt strange and quickly walked forward. But the entire mountain was full of devastation, and the originally magnificent building was now left with only a shell that had been looted. Not to mention people, even a bird was not seen.

"How could this place become like this..." Although Ling Huayin didn't like Dongling Mountain, she couldn't help but sigh when she saw the place she had lived in turned into ruins.

Situ Yan looked around for a while and pondered: "I'm afraid something big happened here, and there is no sign of death. Otherwise, such a big sect suddenly disappeared, which would cause a sensation from other immortals. Could it be that Dongling Mountain has moved to another place?"

Ling Huayin shook her head slowly and said, "I don't know, I just don't have to face old friends."

Passing by Sanxiantai, Ling Huayin couldn't help but stop, looked up, and a slight ripples flashed in her eyes, as if touching her heartstrings.

"What's wrong?" Situ Yan asked when Ling Huayin stood still.

"...It's nothing." As he said that, Ling Huayin walked straight towards the sacred tree.

When I arrived at the central hall, I saw a huge towering ancient tree uprooted, and the once lush green leaves had fallen and were lifeless. Even the pool next to it became dry.

Ling Huayin looked up at the top of the tree and sighed: "Maybe this is the reason why there is no one in Dongling Mountain. The sacred tree is dead, and the clear air here is difficult to retain. The things they regard as the gods are gone, so naturally they can't stay. No wonder such a thing happened in Lingyin Village, and no one cares about it. Let's go..."

"What originally wrote on that stone sculpture?" Situ Yan asked, pointing to a stone sculpture crushed by the sacred tree.

Ling Huayin looked in the direction of his finger and saw that half of the stone sculpture had been destroyed, and only a few words were left on it.

"The stone sculpture describes the origin of the sacred tree. I heard that this sacred tree was planted by a god in ancient times. Seeing that the land here dried up and the people were living in poverty, I planted a seed from heaven here and watered it with divine water. From then on, there was a source of water and clear air here, and the earth also restored its vitality. Dongling Mountain has established a sect here, protecting the sacred tree for generations, but as time goes by, the sacred tree gradually withered and needs to be watered with special spiritual power..." Ling Huayin suddenly stopped talking.

Situ Yan looked at Ling Huayin in confusion, wondering why Ling Huayin didn't continue to talk.

"Is the drought in Lingyin Village also related to the withering of this sacred tree?" Situ Yan put forward his own guess.
Chapter completed!