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Chapter 325: The Mountain of Thousands of Stars

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    "That's right!" Zihui also said angrily, "Daxia Zhang, you can be humble, but you can't use the opportunity of being humble to shame our Feather Spirit Race!"

    "I really didn't mean that." Zhang Shaochen quickly waved his hand and said, "However, I understand what you said. Today is indeed a great victory to celebrate."

    "Yeah." Liu Yue looked at him with rippling eyes, and said softly, "Shaochen, you really did a great job. On behalf of all the Yuling tribe, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

    While talking, the slender and slender Queen Yuling made a grand gift to the young man.

    Seeing her being so respectful, Zhang Shaochen hastily returned a salute solemnly.

    Seeing the two of them saluting face to face in the clear light of the Futian Jade Hall, the Yuling Tribe present were very happy.

    Some people actually don't know why they are happy.

    However, Elder Xuehua and General Zihui, who were familiar with the queen's past, knew why they were happy.

    Elder Xuehua was thinking in his heart:

    "Today is really double happiness."

    "Not only was the vicious human butcher organization seriously injured, but our Queen Liuyue also seemed to have pulled out the poisonous thorn in her heart, completely untying the knot in her heart back then."

    Compared with the wise Elder Xuehua, General Zihui, who looks rough and bold, has more rich and tortuous thoughts in his heart at this moment:

    "Ha, I'm really happy for Sister Liuyue."

    "In the past, she hated the human race so much, especially the young people of the human race. I know that she hated it for a reason, but this kind of hatred is a double-edged sword. It not only hurts others, but also hurts oneself."

    "It's fine now. Seeing Sister Liuyue like this, she must have solved her knot."

    "Everything is good about today's matter. The only regret is that this human warrior named 'Zhang Shaochen' is so talented, he is a great hero in the world. He probably looks down on women of a declining race like us."

    "Even if Sister Liuyue is our queen, it won't work. In the eyes of a peerless hero like the human race, it may not be a big deal."

    "But why do I feel that my Little Sister Liuyue already has feelings for him?"

    "Oh, my poor sister Liuyue"

    To be honest, as the most outstanding young hero of the Feather Spirit Clan, although Zi Hui is normally considered to be comparable to the Liu Yue brothers and sisters, in secret, he naturally has a secret affection.

    However, at this moment, he secretly felt sorry for the fact that his ideal person might not be favored by a human hero better than himself.

    Zhang Shaochen participated in the funeral held by the Yuling clan for the five war dead.

    Originally, Zhang Shaochen thought that he would attend a heavy and depressing funeral, just like in the world.

    Unexpectedly, when he really participated in it, he found that, to a certain extent, it opened his eyes.

    The funeral in Yuling Secret Realm is completely different from the common world.

    The dead Yuling will be buried in a place called "Hill of Stars" in Yunzhonglu.

    Yunzhonglu is already a fantasy secret realm, and this hill of stars is even more a secret realm within a secret realm.

    The Hill of Stars is a nearly conical hill, where it is dark all year round, like an eternal night.

    When Zhang Shaochen came to Qunxing Mountain with a large number of Yuling tribe mourners, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

    Not long ago, there were still white clouds around him, and the afterglow of the setting sun, but when he came to the hill of stars, he only felt that his surroundings suddenly dimmed.

    What stood in front of his eyes was a hill shaped like a flat cone.

    The body of the hill is dark, but there are countless light blue spots shining on it.

    They are like a sky full of stars, echoing with the brilliant starry sky behind the hills, almost blending into one.

    Seeing this situation, Zhang Shaochen remembered what Liu Yue said to him before:

    "The Hill of Stars is a hill that is always immersed in the night. It is covered with light clusters, dotted with stars, like a mountain of thousands of stars."

    As the crowd came to the mountain, the bodies of the five Yuling tribe members who died in battle were also carried to the foot of the hill of stars.

    Here on the hill of stars, there seems to be some kind of magical power beyond ordinary people's understanding; when the remains of the war dead are lying side by side on the flat stone platform in front of the hill, their bodies gradually dissipate and shatter into pieces.  Countless tiny dots of light.

    The light spots are flying in the air, like flying fire, like fireflies.

      The scene of the flying light is like the body of the Yuling tribe. It was originally composed of fireflies in summer night.

    However, Zhang Shaochen could see that such light spots were quite different from the appearance of fireflies.

    At least the shimmering brilliance is blue in color, not like the green of fireflies, but more like the dots of light scattered all over the mountain of stars.

    Witnessing this situation, even if Zhang Shaochen is not smart enough, he can figure out that there is some kind of connection between the bluish light spots turned into the remains of the Yuling clan and the brilliance on the hill of stars.

    Sure enough, the body scattered into blue light spots, and finally gathered into five fist-sized light clusters.

    This brilliant blue light group, if you look carefully, you can also see a more brilliant blue light inside, flickering and shining, as if in this way, it shows their agility and vitality in life.

    At the moment when the five brilliant blue light groups were born, all the members of the Yuling clan who saw them off, under the leadership of Queen Liuyue, raised their index fingers towards the five lingering light groups.

    At this moment, light blue light flashed on each of the index fingers of the feathered spirits that stood up, echoing each other from a distance to the brilliant blue spiritual fire formed by his dead clansmen.

    At the foot of the hill of stars, which was already like a dark starry sky, it seems that there are thousands of stars lit up again.

    These light blue sparks beating at the fingertips, like heartfelt blessings and sincere farewell hearts, dispelled the eternal darkness in front of the hill of stars.

    The young man in it was not only shocked by the marvelous scene in front of him like a sea of ??stars, but also felt shocked by the sincere farewell heart of the Feather Spirit Clan, and felt that his whole body and mind were trembling.

    At this time, the members of the Yuling tribe who held up the blue starlight, led by the elder Xuehua, sang an elegy with only a tune and no lyrics.

    There are no lyrics, and any language is discarded, but it is closer to the natural essence of this world.

    The farewell song is not so much an elegy as it is a memory of the life of the war dead.

    The past laughter and sorrow, the strength and weakness of the past are all recalled one by one in this wordless song.

    In such an affectionate singing voice, the five blue clusters of light trembled slightly, circled around a few times in front of the farewell crowd, and then flew leisurely towards the hill of stars in the distance.

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