I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

"Someone has to make sacrifices." The giant turtle made a decision.

Then its steps gradually became firm and steady.

It took a step forward.

The ground beneath my feet gradually changed from the red of flesh and blood to the color of soil.

The rivers of blood became clear again.

After a few steps, the giant turtle's steps became smaller and smaller, and its skin became more and more wrinkled, making it look much older.

Something magic happened.

The mountains and rivers that had been assimilated by the flesh and blood of the evil creatures began to return to their original state, the filth on the earth faded away, and the flowers, plants and trees regained their vitality.

Some monsters crawled out of the soil. They had been sucked into the ground by the tentacles and became the tentacle monster's meal. But now they were alive and well.

The little white horse emerged from a river. She strode onto the shore, shook herself off the water.

A Pegasus with golden horns and golden mane walked out of the forest in a daze. When she saw the little white horse by the river, she rushed over excitedly.

The sound of horse hooves attracted the little white horse's attention and the little white horse then ran over excitedly.

"Mom~" The little white horse burst into tears and moved closer to the big white horse. As if something important had been lost and found again, she happily licked the hair on her mother's beautiful buttocks to show her longing.

Chapter 450: Even the betrothal gift has been thought of

The name of this island is Xuanwu Island, which everyone only found out later.

At this time, Zhao Kangping and others followed many monsters on the island and came to a giant turtle as big as a hill.

The giant tortoise looked very old, with cracked skin and bald scales. It was already dying, its eyes half drooping, as if it would close at any moment and never open again.

According to the Pegasus clan's Horse King, this Grandpa Turtle is the island's guardian. He practically grew up watching many demon beast leaders, and his seniority is extremely high, holding a high status on the island.

It is said that it is the descendant of the mythical beast Xuanwu and has strong Xuanwu blood in its body.

Many monsters thought it was dead, but it was actually sleeping underground on the island. However, it might really die today.

Zhao Kangping and his friends also took this opportunity to learn more information about the island.

This island is actually formed from the corpse of an ancient mythical beast, Xuanwu.

There have been some legends about the Four Spirits of Heaven circulating in the Canglan Realm since ancient times, but most of them are vague and incomplete.

What is certain is that there were indeed four such mythical beasts in this world, but no one knows where they went.

But here, some myths and legends are completed.

This world is very big, and the Canglan Realm is just a very inconspicuous world in the vast universe.

Outside the Canglan Realm, there are many realms of similar size or even more magnificent and vast.

The dominant race in some worlds is still human, while in others it is not.

It just so happened that the Canglan Realm was targeted by several worlds dominated by non-human races.

It was against this backdrop that some malicious invaders invaded the Canglan Realm.

Actually, this happened a long time ago.

There have been many great catastrophes in the Canglan Realm, many of which were caused by foreign invaders.

The catastrophe mentioned here probably occurred at the end of what later generations called the ancient era of immortal cultivation.

That great catastrophe was when the Canglan Realm encountered foreign invaders.

But what is strange is that the world of immortal cultivation cannot find any information about these invaders, and that period of history is also blank.

People only know that the catastrophe ended the glorious ancient era of cultivating immortals. Many powerful forces disappeared, a large number of races were completely exterminated, and countless powerful traditions were cut off in that catastrophe.

Perhaps the war was too intense, which even caused a generation gap.

But on this island, they had the opportunity to learn about a corner of the catastrophe.

The tentacle monster they saw was one of the invaders at that time. To be more precise, it was just a part of the broken body of one of the invaders.

Fortunately, the revived evil creature was incomplete and in an extremely weak state, so they were able to kill it.

In fact, Zhao Kangping was very curious. Why could he kill this monster? Why didn’t the predecessors who sealed it just kill it directly?

It stands to reason that the strong men of the ancient times were generally more powerful than the monks of today. Why didn't they kill them, but chose to seal them instead?

The old turtle gave him an answer, there are two reasons.

The one who fought against the evil deformed monster was the divine beast Xuanwu. Even when facing the monster in its prime, it had to give it its all.

But even so, both sides can only fight to the death.

Later, it was not Xuanwu himself who sealed the remains of the monster, but Xuanwu's offspring. His offspring did not have the strength to kill the remains of the monster.

Secondly, the main reason why Zhao Kangping was able to destroy the remains of the monster was because his heavenly thunder possessed the power of a heavenly tribulation, which was just enough to restrain the monster and completely destroy it.

"So this place is actually the corpse of Xuanwu." Zhao Kangping suddenly realized. He looked at the headless snake corpse and finally understood where the previous sense of déjà vu came from.

But he had more questions.

The Black Tortoise is a mythical beast that guards the north, but this place is probably very close to the equator, so it's not an exaggeration to say it's in the south. How did this Black Tortoise get here?

No one could answer his question, but his own guess was that the battle was so fierce that even the mythical beast Xuanwu, guarding the north, came south to provide support. Little did he know that once he arrived, he could never return.

The fact that such a huge creature died here shows how tragic the catastrophe was back then.

I just wonder if the other three of the Four Heavenly Spirits participated in that war? What was their fate?

The turtle grandfather was also unaware of this. He claimed to be a descendant of Xuanwu, but he himself did not know how many generations he was descended from.

Xuanwu is actually a combination of two creatures: the black tortoise and the dark snake. Together, they are also called Xuanming. The ancient pronunciations of "Wu" and "Ming" are similar.

The word "Ming" easily makes people think of death, for example, Hades is another name for the underworld.

The snake corpse that transformed into a mountain range was probably the Hades Serpent.

This dark snake is yin in nature and carries a very heavy yin energy.

According to Grandpa Turtle, the Black Turtle and the Dark Snake are actually a couple, the Black Turtle is male and the Dark Snake is female. So the snake is his grandmother for countless generations.

But Xuanwu has been dead for countless thousands of years, leaving only this island as proof of their existence.

Let’s go back to the tentacle monster that swallowed a large number of creatures on the island, but because it had just been eaten not long ago, it had not had time to digest.

Grandpa Turtle sacrificed himself to bring back the lives of those who were wandering on the brink of death.

The price of this method is its life, so its death is irreversible.

Although Zhao Kangping was not familiar with Grandpa Turtle, he was deeply shocked by its selflessness.

"Is it worth doing this?" Zhao Kangping asked as he saw that the old turtle was breathing out more than breathing in.

The old turtle closed its eyes, but it was not yet dead. Then it said, "I have lived long enough. I have watched many of them grow up. If I can use my life to save theirs, it will be worth it."

Many other monsters gathered around its massive form, huddled quietly at its feet. A sense of sadness spread throughout the scene, and many monsters even began to cry.

Luo Xueqing was deeply touched when she saw the large group of monsters that seemed to be seeing the old turtle off.

It turns out that there can be such deep feelings between monsters.

The little white horse flew to the old turtle's feet and rubbed its nails with its front hooves, as if to say hello. However, the old turtle, who was nearing the end of his life, did not respond to her.

Bai Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help shedding tears: "I have seen this turtle before, but I didn't expect it to be such a good monster."

She remembered that she had seen it under the water when she was looking for the purple-core jade stamen. At that time, she deliberately concealed her breath so as not to disturb it.

As a result, when a disaster occurred on the island, it was this old turtle who sacrificed himself to save most of the other creatures.

Zhao Kangping felt that the atmosphere here was a bit too depressing, so he went out to get some fresh air.

As soon as he left, Luo Xueqing followed him.

Bai Qianqian saw them leaving and followed them.

At this time, the sun has just set below the sea level, the moon is rising, and night has arrived.

"Xueqing, have you learned anything from this experience on the island?" After walking a distance, Zhao Kangping said to his disciple with his back to him.

She stopped and was stunned, unable to answer for a while.

He turned to look at her, looking at her expectantly.

However, this instead gave her an invisible pressure. She scratched her head and said embarrassedly, "Well, I feel that there are also kind-hearted people among the monsters."

Zhao Kangping's question is a bit vague, and I'm afraid a thousand people will give a thousand different answers.

He didn't expect Luo Xueqing to give a long speech, but he hoped she could have her own opinions.

"What else?" He was obviously not satisfied with the answer.

At this time, Luo Xueqing did not grow into a decisive, cool and heroic female swordsman like in the original novel.

"Ah...I..." She lowered her head a little embarrassedly, and it seemed that she didn't think too much about it.

Zhao Kangping always felt that his eldest disciple was a little dull, but in fact he preferred her like this.

He sighed and patted her head again: "This time we have this old turtle senior to back us up, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to have such a good thing again in the future."

"There will probably be another catastrophe in the world of immortal cultivation in the future, and when that happens, the world will inevitably be in chaos."

"By then, the dead will be dead, and there won't be someone else dying in their place like this time. Are you ready to face that kind of world?"

Zhao Kangping knew the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation. This wasn't a fairytale world, and there was no such thing as a destined happy ending. A good ending was earned through one's own hard work.

Luo Xueqing was stunned when she heard this. The world is generally peaceful nowadays, and she never thought that there would be chaos in the world.

"I..." She felt that her master was a little serious and she was a little scared.

Zhao Kangping looked at his apprentice's confused expression and knew that she was definitely not mentally prepared.

It is true that all this is still a bit far away for her, but is it really far away?

Having read the original novel, he knew very well that some things that were supposed to happen would definitely happen.

But he can't reveal too much now, but he must urge his apprentice to become stronger.

He patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. We will face any difficulties and obstacles together."

Although Luo Xueqing didn't understand why Zhao Kangping suddenly brought this up, she felt that her master wouldn't bring it up for no reason. Perhaps she should also be more careful.

……

"Sun Yanrong, you despicable villain..." The unconscious Qi Honglian suddenly sat up. She felt a little pain at the back of her head.

But when her vision gradually became clear, she found herself in a cave.

She was lying on a makeshift haystack, and Wang Xiaoyue was sitting on a large rock next to her.

"Master...Senior Qi, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xiaoyue almost called her uncle master.

After smashing the monster's heart, Zhao Kangping and the others handed Qi Honglian over to her care.

"It's you, where is this place?" Qi Honglian covered her forehead.

Her memory was a little confused. She seemed to remember that she met Sun Yanrong on a narrow road, and then she didn't know where she got the courage from to go up and fight with the other party.

As they were fighting, one of Sun Yanrong's lackeys came over to help.

As a result, she started fighting with the woman, but when the fight was intense, Sun Yanrong suddenly attacked her.

Uh, that’s not right. Didn’t Sun Yanrong die for a long time?

Wang Xiaoyue noticed that Qi Honglian was not in a good condition. She said, "We are in a cave on the island. Daoist Zhao asked me to look after you just now."

Now she also knew one thing. She had previously guessed that Zhao Kangping and Qi Honglian were Taoist couples, but in fact they were not.

But it was fine this way. As a modern person, Wang Xiaoyue still couldn't stand men having harems. How could her uncle let such a philandering man get her?

The most despicable thing about this man is that he actually tried to touch her master.

Well, although Nangong Ruyun is no longer her master, no man can be worthy of such a beautiful and fairy-like master.

"Uh, is that so? Hiss~ I seem to remember stabbing someone with a sword. Who was it?" She had been caught in an illusion before, and after the incident, she still had some impression of some of her actions.

At the entrance of the cave, Gu Qingyun and several of her maids were roasting fish by the campfire.

This fish was caught from a nearby river. Perhaps because the spiritual energy on the island is rich, these river fish have been nourished by the spiritual energy for a long time, and their meat is very delicate and delicious, and there are almost no fish bones.

"Sister Miaoyan, come and have some grilled fish." Gu Qingyun handed a string of freshly grilled fish to Ji Miaoyan.