Ba Tian seemed to have his own thoughts in his heart. He determined that the monk had given Qi Ziyan a bad idea, so that Qi Ziyan died and received Qinger, but he lost his beloved sister Yu. His resentment was hard to calm down. I hate the monk, as well as the Buddhist school where the monk is located, and other innocent Buddhist disciples.
"Smelly bald donkeys, one by one don’t learn well, go to Zen, meditate, recite the scriptures, super-duty... It's all vain and crooked ways. If it weren’t for you, my sister Jade wouldn’t leave. If I had thoroughly understood what I said before, I would also I won’t let Sister Yu do such silly things."
"If I have to choose one of Yu sister and children, I would rather choose not to have children. We can adopt one, two, three, many, many, they are all our children, and we are also enjoying the family relationship at this moment. Le, not me and Sister Yu are separated from each other!!!"
"Resurrect her, find her remnant soul, and then resurrect her. Why should I listen to Moxin? I can find Sister Jade's soul by myself, yes! I can find it by myself."
"I am the Demon King myself. I guess that I will also go where the soul is. It is not necessary to wait until the demon soul wakes up. How many lives must be sacrificed to form a demon soul? Too long, I can’t wait, I want Sister Yu immediately wakes up."
With his own random thoughts, Ba Tian cursed the world for a while, hated the monk for a while, and blamed the sky for a while. He roared in front of Qi Ziyan's cold jade ice coffin like crazy.
Suddenly he thought that he could also find Qi Ziyan's soul, and he was not only overjoyed.
The Second Demon King quietly looked at Qing'er and the sword in the room below, and he was in a daze.
In the quiet room, on a small bed, there was a baby that was one foot long lying quietly, and the baby looked so sweet.
Yuan Huhu's small face was flushed with whiteness, and the puff's small mouth seemed to open and close. The long eyelashes are curled up, the immature eyebrows are sparsely drawn, and a small nose is very delicate and exquisite. From the facial features, it seems to be very similar to Qi Ziyan, but there is a bit of domineering aura between the eyebrows.
"Tsk tusk, this kid is really a cute little boy, just inheriting the aura of the big brother, you can see that she will not be in the pool in the future!"
"The smooth face is already delicate in the heroic and martial arts, and the beauty hides the stubbornness. When she grows up, she is a beautiful lady of the highest quality. It is a pity that she has stopped growing, otherwise..."
"When I saw this child for the first time, I felt very close to myself, and I also liked this child. Judging from the attitude of the sword towards her, it seems that this child is not just as simple as it seems. If she is unsealed Continue to grow, maybe my second uncle is really close to her!"
The Second Demon King Teng Kun stared at the child blankly, thinking wildly in his heart.
"Baojian, Baojian, I miss my two devil kings, this king pity you so much, but you chose this little girl who was sealed in the baby. I really don’t know if this girl is truly extraordinary, or you are obsessed with it. Did you miss it for a while?"
"I don't even care about my dignified Demon King's love and affection, and I want to protect her desperately, oh yes, you won't die, I'm really confused by you."
"Never mind, follow your wishes, otherwise you will be the jewel in the king's palm at this moment. Regret! Regret!"
The Second Demon King Teng Kun kept thinking about it. He stroked Xia Qing'er for a while, and then stroked the sword. It can be seen that he is still reluctant to give up the sword.
No matter what kind of strange treasure other people in the demon domain usually honor, this two demon king is not tempted, but he never wanted to be in a dark corner, but he sighed for an unusable sleeping sword!
The Great Demon King walked out of the ice room, he came to the hall of the Demon Realm, and sat on the skeleton chair in the hall of the Red Flame Demon Realm.
After he sat down, he felt strange energy from the chair. He closed his eyes slightly, mobilized his spiritual consciousness, and carefully communicated with the skull chair.
"Are you going to die? Can you go to that kind of place?" The Skull Chair let out an angry roar, showing a turbulent flow of energy.
"I am a dignified Demon King, why can't I go to such a place?" Demon King Batian replied dissatisfied.
"That's not an ordinary place, where the yin and yang two qi meet, and a living person like you is gone, and the soul is taken away directly. What if you go and can't come back?" The energy flow of the magic chair is violent, and it is trying to block it. Domineering.
"I've been there, and I stole the other shore flowers last time. There is not much danger. I still return safely? So there will be nothing wrong with my visit this time. Just leave the Demon Territory to the second brother, I don't worry."
Seeing Batian's determination, Mo Chair was determined to persuade him in vain.
Suddenly, the five skull heads quickly turned on the magic chair together, trying to use brute force to trap Ba Tian and prevent him from looking for Qi Ziyan's remnant soul.
Ba Tian retracted his consciousness and opened his eyes. He saw that the magic chair was trying to prevent him from resurrecting Qi Ziyan.
After Fanghua passed, apart from the faint aftertaste, I'm afraid it can only be the untouchable past and the nostalgia with Jiu Mixin.
Even in order to keep the faint aftertaste, I would like to go to the sea of fire in the underworld, even for the beloved nostalgia to gain a faint warmth.
The five-skeleton magic chair in the Chiyan Demon Territory was left by Xiaotian before Moxin fell asleep. It was a magic weapon for cultivating evil spirits, and the magic chair was filled with the will of the magic heart.
On the surface, it seems that he is trying his best to help Ba Tian grow up as soon as possible, but in reality, it is also an obstacle to the Demon Heart in order to watch Ba Tian and prevent him from falling into love.
When the old feelings of Tyrant resurrected, Skull Chair had discovered that he had been secretly regulating Tyrant’s emotions, but Tyrant’s affection for Qi Ziyan was so deep that it would be difficult to break free from the memories again and again. If it keeps like that, then Tyrant will be destroyed sooner or later. Lost himself, and forgot the great cause of restoration of the demons.
The devil's heart depends on the Batian to form. Once the Batian is lost, the devil's heart is just a ray of remnant thoughts, and everything will fall short because of his deep love. Thousand-year expectations and plans must not be ruined by a small woman, so when Tyrant wants to go to hell madly, the magic chair will go all out to stop it.
Ba Tianduan sat on the magic chair, but found an abnormal flow of energy. This energy was completely different from the past. That energy seemed to be constantly shuttled through his brain, more like looking for something.
Ba Tian closed his eyes slightly, mobilizing his divine consciousness to carefully observe the flow of that energy. That energy rose from the magic chair and penetrated into his sea of consciousness through the center of his eyebrows, constantly flipping through his memories.
Demon King Batian only felt as if he was suddenly controlled by something. His mind kept flashing one after another. Those images were not his own thinking and recall, but they jumped out one by one, showing In my own mind.
There are many reminiscences, including scenes of the battle between Zhengma and demons thousands of years ago, scenes of Tyrant’s injury and escape, scenes about fighting with Teng Kun, and scenes about Qing'er, and even about the hateful county grandfather who was destroyed by him. Yes, there is the wicked woman who abused Qinger, but there is no Qi Ziyan.
The Great Demon King experienced such a thing for the first time. He thought about it carefully, but there was nothing about Qi Ziyan. His main consciousness was very clear, and he could see one by one quickly jumping over his brain, turning his own mind as if he was being flipped through. Quickly flip through the memory fragments paragraph by paragraph.
After he watched it quietly for a while, his brow furrowed. Why did he feel that something was wrong? All these stored in my mind are fragments of my own memory, but I always feel something is wrong.
Ba Tian retracted his consciousness, closed his eyes and sat slightly, adjusting his breathing, he thought carefully.
"Well, by the way, I don't have all the memories of Sister Yu. Could it be that it was deliberately blocked? The situation of the sea of knowledge just now clearly was caused by someone. I did not expect that there is such a skill. It seems that someone is trying to stop me. Go and find Sister Yu." The Demon King retracted his consciousness and thought about it carefully, and finally figured it out.
He adjusted his sitting posture, relaxed his body, put his hands on his knees, gently exhaled a stale breath, then took a deep breath, and let his true qi run in his body for a week.
True Qi flows all over his body along the eight channels of his strange meridians, but when the Qi reaches the back of the brain, he finds another qi wandering there. Tyrant frowns slightly, and after contemplating for a while, his mouth is open. I worked hard and said in my heart: "Yes!"
The wandering infurience is very weak, if it is not deliberately used to attack, it will not be found at all, and the infuriating energy seems to be very cunning, with a little clue, the infuriating energy has already slipped away, and the sky is passing by. After a long time of capturing, I finally found it.
Ba Tian once again mobilized all his luck and mobilized his spiritual consciousness, only to realize that there was something else in his brain.
He closed his eyes slightly, and discovered by condensing his consciousness that there was a gray skull in his brain. The skull was constantly walking along the back of his head, and the skull seemed to have a very memory of himself. Familiar with.
I saw it knocking here and there for a while, the movements were very slight and very fast, and it felt like a guilty conscience.
At the same time, Ba Tian also saw the deep picture of his memory through his divine consciousness.
He found that his memory was actually like a bead pierced on a thread. And the thread that wears all the beads is actually time...
"It's amazing! Unexpectedly, the brain is also such a fun thing. It turns out to be like an old woman who has nothing to do. It connects every big and small thing that happens just like that through time." Ba Tian saw the scene. Later, I secretly said.
He saw that there were memory fragments of different sizes on that line, some of them were deeper, some were more shallow, some were glued to others, and there were some scattered things beside the wires. He only knew that what was connected with the line had happened before, but he couldn't understand the things that were not connected but existed.
While he was paying attention in meditation, suddenly a bead was hidden from the wire. He had clearly seen the bead inlaid there just now, but in a blink of an eye the thing disappeared. He thought he was dazzled and took a deep breath. Continue to meditate.
After a while, the cunning thing appeared again, and this time it saw clearly that those things were hidden by some mysterious thing.
"Heh! That's the case. I didn't expect that there are still such profound problems in places that we usually don't pay attention to. I would like to see what you are? Why do you cover up my past with sister Qi Ziyan? Just when I am a memory Idiot?" When Ba Tian confirmed that the memory bead was hidden by something, he was determined to find out.