When Third Senior Brother said this, Master, the others, and I all thought of the Black Monks' "Black Lotus Altar" and "Life and Death Altar."
This was intelligence revealed by the demonic Daoist Golden Spring.
But Senior Brother was not doing well. Just saying those few sentences had made him uncomfortable.
"Zhuang Sheng, if you're uncomfortable, lie back down in the ash."
Master spoke.
But Senior Brother Zhuang Sheng shook his head.
"Master, I... I have to finish. My condition is terrible. The Bamboo Joint Ash can't delay my pain, can it?
I have to finish, or my mind will become completely scrambled. Then I won't be able to say anything."
Senior Brother Zhuang Sheng insisted on speaking.
Everyone frowned slightly. He was right.
The method Grandpa had given us could only delay Senior Brother's condition as a phantom soul, keeping him from dispersing quite so quickly.
It was only a delay, a temporary fix that did not address the root of the problem!
Once his condition worsened, what Senior Brother described really could happen.
So, we said nothing more.
This intelligence was still quite important.
At the very least, with this information, we could target the Black Monks.
At the same time, I had a selfish motive as well.
The Life and Death Altar—it could bring the dead back to life!
Xiao Yu had a soul and a body. If we used that altar, would Xiao Yu have hope of resurrection?
But I did not say it aloud. I only watched Senior Brother Zhuang Sheng.
Senior Brother Zhuang Sheng was in great pain. At that moment, he clutched his head.
"Master, my memories are chaotic and blurry.
I can't accurately describe its location, but that mountain was a Great Snow Mountain.
In my fragmented memories, it seemed to be