When the sound exploded in Qin Tiexin's sea of consciousness, Duan Xuan groaned behind him.
He felt a hand grab the corner of his clothes, and then there was a very slight muffled sound behind him.
Before he could reach out, Duan Xuan's body had already gone limp. Her eyes turned white, and all her strength seemed to have been drained from her body, and she fell straight to the ground.
Qin Tiexin knelt on one knee, caught the back of her head with his left hand, and protected her back with his right hand, and laid her down smoothly on the gravel ground. Her breathing was still there, and her pulse was normal, but the sea of consciousness was temporarily closed by the aftermath of the sound. It was not a serious injury, but she would be comatose for at least a while.
Qin Tiexin himself was not feeling well, and his sea of consciousness was also shaking violently, as if there were thousands of bronze drums beating on the inside of his skull at the same time, causing his Divine Sense to scatter and gather together in waves.
He gritted his teeth, sank his consciousness into the depths of the sea of consciousness, and forcibly stabilized the shaking Divine Sense foundation. The voice stunned Foundation Establishment Realm's Duan Xuan with just one sentence. If he hadn't been Body Refining successful and had a solid soul foundation, he might not have been able to hold on.
The sound was still going on. It was deafening, the pronunciation was weird, and every syllable was like muffled thunder rolling in from a very far distance.
Qin Tiexin can't understand it at all. The structure of those syllables is too strange, completely different from the pronunciation method of human language, like the original tone squeezed directly from the chest and deep throat.
Just as he was trying to understand the meaning of those syllables, the black ring on his chest trembled slightly.
Then Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts in his mind slowly turned a page, and a line of words appeared on the page.
Offender, die.
The short thorn just touched the arm, triggering its counterattack. It regarded Duan Xuan as the attacker.
Qin Tiexin didn't hesitate at all, clasped his hands into fists, and sent his voice into Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts through the sea of consciousness. Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts trembled slightly, converting what he wanted to say in his heart into the Elder Gu language, and released it from the pages of the catalog.
"Senior, I don't mean to offend you. The attack just now was caused by my recklessness. I am willing to be punished, but I kindly ask you not to hurt your companions."
The arm moved slightly. The five fingers curled up and released very slightly, and the joints made an extremely subtle sound of bone friction. The runes on the surface flashed slightly, as if receiving these words.
After a few breaths, the voice sounded again in the sea of consciousness, and this time the tone had obviously changed. The translated text appeared on the page of Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts: "Can you understand what I say?"
"Yes."
"You are indeed a member of my clan."
Qin Tiexin was stunned.
Its people?
He was raised by his grandfather in Ink City. Grandpa made it clear that you are not my biological child, I picked you up outside. But when he entered Flowing Cloud Sect, he went through the entry detection and also underwent identity verification at Wind and Snow Pass. Two completely different sect detection methods gave the same result: Qin Tiexin is a human race, with pure blood and ordinary qualifications.
How is it possible that he is of the same race as this mysterious arm?
"Senior, did you admit your mistake?" Qin Tiexin asked cautiously, "Junior is a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect, a human race with roots in Miaohong, it is impossible..."
"I won't admit my mistake." His arm interrupted him, and his tone was so firm that there was no room for doubt, "Your blood is from the same ancestry as mine."
Qin Tiexin opened his mouth, glanced at the withered arm on the ground with only skin and bones left, and suppressed the words that came to his lips.
Senior, you don't even have a drop of blood, and your whole body is shriveled up like this. How can you tell that my blood is from the same clan as yours?
He suppressed his doubts and continued to ask, "Who is the senior?"
"I don't know."
"What's your tribe, senior?"
"I don't know."
"... What do you call senior?"
"I don't know."
Qin Tiexin was silent for a moment and asked carefully, "Senior... has lost his memory?"
The arm was silent for a long time, and when it sounded again it was a little lower than before, "Maybe."
"So, senior, is there anything you need help from junior?"
"I don't know." The arm's answer was as straightforward as before, "I need you to help me find the answer to who I am."
Qin Tiexin One head and two big ones.
There are enough things happening to him. Grandpa asked him to find information about the Hundred Refinements Sect. He hasn't gone to Heavenly South Domain yet to find Lin Household and Martial Uncle Wu. The revenge of the Spirit Creek Sect has not yet been settled, the hatred of the Iron Spine Sect is still on him, and he still has to practice True Fire Furnace Scripture. The matter of Primordial Unity True Person has not been revealed, and [Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts] has no clue at all.
Now another mysterious arm with amnesia came and asked him to help find its own life experience.
He subconsciously wanted to refuse. "My junior's cultivation level is low. Qi Refining plus Body Tempering can't reach the ninth floor. Even Azure Xuan Region has not gone all the way. I'm afraid I won't be able to help my senior..."
"No." The voice of the arm said firmly, "You can. I have been sleeping for many years, and you are the only one who wakes me up. The blood on your body is the blood of my race. You may be my only kin."
"How long has Senior been asleep?"
"I don't know."
Qin Tiexin was silent.
He can't be beaten and beaten, and he can't run away. This arm can teleport to any position within five feet, can pierce Black Armor Mastiff's skull with one blow, and can stun Foundation Establishment Realm's Duan Xuan.
Qin Tiexin took another look at Edgeless. The fist-sized dent on the side of the jet-black blade was still there, and the edges were turned outwards. Several Spirit Rune strips on the surface of the blade were broken in the impact, and they had to be repaired when they returned.
This is the result of the strength in the arm, otherwise he and Duan Xuan would be two corpses lying in the ruins.
"Then what do seniors need from juniors?"
"You just need to keep me by your side." Arm's voice became calmer, "My memory will slowly recover. I will tell you what I need from you at that time."
Qin Tiexin glanced at Duan Xuan lying on the ground and took a deep breath. "Junior can agree, but senior must promise junior one thing. Don't hurt my companions."
"Yes."
Qin Tiexin breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately faced the next problem - he couldn't carry a five-foot-long arm around all day long, right? How to explain being seen? Did he tell others that this was Spirit Artifact that I picked up in the ruins?
"Senior's figure... is strong." Qin Tiexin carefully considered his words, "Would you like to condescend to temporarily live among the juniors Storage Bag?"
The arm did not answer, but acted directly.
The five-foot-long gray-brown body turned in the air and turned into a stream of light that penetrated into the Storage Bag around Qin Tiexin's waist. It was the Storage Bag given to him by Chen Xi that was engraved with Frost Rune and was specially used to preserve the flesh and blood of Demon Beast.
Qin Tiexin sensed it, and the arm was already lying quietly in the corner of Storage Bag. The runes were dim and motionless, like a dead branch. But he could feel that a very weak connection had been established between himself and that arm.
Qin Tiexin tentatively called out in the sea of consciousness, "Senior?"
"Hmm." The voice of the arm came from the depths of Storage Bag. It was separated by a layer of space barrier and was not as clear as before, but it could still be translated through Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts.
Qin Tiexin hesitated for a moment, then asked the question that had been lingering in his mind, "Senior, are you from the...[Ancient Witch] clan?"
The arm was silent for a moment, and then replied with two words: "I don't know."
Qin Tiexin thought, is it really just an error?
This may not be what Ye Cang is looking for [Ancient Witch Arm] at all, but just a severed arm that hosts the remnant soul of a mysterious monk, which was accidentally awakened because his blood entered the bone.
As for the meaning of being of the same clan, is it possible that he practices Body Refining Cultivation Method, which is a hard-core physical training route, and happens to be from the same lineage as the owner of this arm? Or simply that there is some kind of special constitution in his blood, causing some misunderstanding of this broken arm that has been sleeping for more than two hundred years?
He shook his head and did not think about it further. Duan Xuan was still lying on the ground. He had to deal with the matter in front of him first.
Qin Tiexin squatted down and gently shook Duan Xuan's shoulders. "Duan Xuan? Duan Xuan?"
Duan Xuan's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
She was tensed instinctively at first, and then when she saw Qin Tiexin's face appeared in her sight, the tension relaxed. She breathed a long sigh of relief, sat up with her support on the ground, and rubbed her temples.
"Just now..." Duan Xuan sat up on the ground, "What was that sound?"
"I'm not sure, maybe it's some kind of magic left on that arm."
Duan Xuan glanced around. "Where is that strange arm?"
"It seems like he's gone." Qin Tiexin said very calmly, "I was stunned just now, and when I woke up, my arm was no longer there. I checked around and found no traces, so I came to wake you up."
Qin Tiexin doesn't want Duan Xuan to be involved in such a complicated matter. The fewer people who know about the mysterious arm, the better.
Duan Xuan didn't have much doubt. She was not the kind of person who was obsessed with things. She was relieved when the danger was lifted. She sat in place and circulated her spiritual power for a few days to recover the vibration of the sea of consciousness and stabilize Divine Sense.
The sky has slowly darkened. There is a layer of yellow light that is about to dissipate on the distant horizon. The light of the mountain sealing formation has completely dimmed, leaving only a few residual lights on the edge flickering intermittently in the air.
The entrance to the ruins will reopen tonight.
Duan Xuan stood up and patted his clothes. "It's almost the end of the day, let's go out."
Qin Tiexin nodded and inserted Edgeless back on his back.
The two walked out of the ruins of the square side by side and walked towards the entrance of the ruins along the way they came.