Yan Qing was so concerned about the events of the first year of Jinghong before, just to find out the truth about Xie Shiyi. Now that all the truth has been revealed, he is not so enthusiastic about the events of Yan anymore.
There is even plenty of time to study pornographic books.
After arriving at Lingxin Palace, the Seventh Eunuch took them to a bathing pool deep in the plum forest according to the rules and let them take a bath.
As soon as Yan Qing saw the eerily green lake water, he rolled his eyes and refused to go in.
But in order to conceal his tracks, he and Xie Shiyi stayed in Merlin for a while.
Xie Shiyi's Yuqing Peak also has a large plum forest, but every plum tree there is the eye of the formation, it is harsh and cold, and the falling flowers and leaves are filled with murderous intent.
The plum forest in front of Shangli Palace was obviously carefully maintained and nurtured, with colorful plum blossoms that fill the sky and the earth with all their colors.
There are lanterns hanging on each plum tree, dotted at the end of each extended black branch.
During the day, Yan Qing still couldn't see the doorway clearly. But at night, he knew the purpose of all this.
He had seen the night before Shangli Palace in the Bixizhu. It was dark and gloomy, echoing with the wind and snow, like a cold and dark road leading to the abyss. But now at night, the fluorescent light in the lanterns was slightly lit, and the fire trees and silver flowers formed dots and lines, even illuminating the entire Lingxin Palace.
Drive away all cold and darkness.
The entire Shangli Palace seemed to be sparkling.
This scene made Yan Qing laugh.
The Seventh Eunuch explained to him, "A long time ago, Shangli Palace was the main hall of Lingxin Palace. After the reconstruction, no one lived here anymore. But at night, the lights in Shangli Palace are always on, and the door is always open. There is a rumor in Zijinzhou that Lan Xize is waiting for Weisheng Nianyan to return."
Yan Qing sneered: "The rumors about your Zijinzhou are really outrageous."
The Seventh Eunuch was very aggrieved: "Oh, Young Lord, I am not from Zijinzhou! I was born in Shifang City and will be a ghost of Shifang City when I die!"
Yan Qing ignored the disgusting declaration of this "loyal slave" and turned to look at Xie Shiyi. After the misunderstanding between him and Xie Shiyi was resolved, he went directly to the barrier city. He was busy with all kinds of things for Yan's affairs and had no time to "manage his relationship". How could this be possible? Without "enough emotions", what good would he do with all the things he had learned?!
So Yan Qing pointed at the dazzling Merlin and asked, "Isn't it beautiful?"
Xie Shiyi: "Do you like it?"
Yan Qing smiled calmly and said, "No, I just want to ask if you look good. If you like, I can light the lamp and open the door for you forever in the Red Lotus Pavilion."
Xie Shiyi was stunned by Yan Qing's sudden love words, then turned his head away and smiled softly.
Yan Qing continued, saying affectionately: "It's more than just the Red Lotus Pavilion. As long as you are happy, I don't mind laying thousands of lights all over Shifang City."
The Seventh Eunuch reminded him in a depressing way: "Young City Lord, Shifang City no longer exists."
Yan Qing: “Oh.”
He was unmoved and continued to express his feelings like a peacock. Le Yangyang said: "It's nothing. At worst, I can build another Shifang City for you."
Seventh Grandpa: “…”
Why didn’t I feel it was too little before? The city lord is so crazy.
Yan Qing's "deep affection and domineering" did not move anyone except himself, and only made Seventh Eunuch feel sad and Xie Shiyi laugh.
But after Xie Shiyi finished laughing, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
There were far more people sent to Lingxin Palace from the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples than them. Yan Qing and Xie Shiyi put on the Qin family's exclusive silver fox mask and walked through Merlin to an altar. Canghai Realm was originally near the sea, and this altar was so high that it seemed as if one could see the end of Cangwang Sea at a glance.
Yan Qing also met the current head of the Weisheng family, Weisheng Xinglan, here. He was cursed and looked like a seven-year-old boy from birth to death, with one eye yellow and the other deep blue. The boy with heterochromatic eyes wore a loose black robe and had a strange voice.
"That's all?"
The person next to him said, "Reporting to the clan leader, Meicheng is in a hurry. No matter how many, we should send them over quickly."
Wei Sheng Xing Lan was obviously also worried, and nodded with a serious face. He waved his hand, and soon the maid came over and gave Yan Qing and the others a lantern each.
He said: "You will go down the cloud ladder to the Cangwang Sea in a moment. Remember, no matter what you encounter, do not throw away this lantern."
The people who were sent here from the four hundred and eighty temples were basically weak in spirit and rigid in thinking. They took the palace lantern like puppets, held it in their arms obediently, and waited for instructions.
Wei Sheng Xing Lan said, "Seventh Eunuch, this time you will lead them to the Demon Realm."
The Seventh Eunuch waved his whisk and said respectfully, "Yes, Patriarch."
When you actually stand at the edge of the altar, you can't see anything.
There is no vast ocean, no bright moon, no floating flowers or waves, only the thick fog that cannot be torn apart.
The ladders went down layer by layer, and the people in front walked like puppets holding lanterns, and Yan Qing followed closely behind them.
He didn't expect that the last step would be to go to the Demon Realm.
The fog in the Cangwang Sea is too thick, and anyone traveling together will get lost in it. The lamp that Weisheng Xinglan gave them should be convenient for the people of Meicheng to find them after they reach the Demon Realm and take away the "nightmare" in their bodies.
When the ladder really entered the water, Yan Qing was stunned when he sensed the familiar breath of Cangwanghai. The next second he realized that his hand was tightly held by Xie Shiyi, so strong that he would not retreat even a little bit.
The strange movements in Yan Qing's heart slowly subsided, and the red in his eyes gradually faded away.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the fog was getting thicker and thicker.
The entrance to the Demon Realm is in the center of the Cangwang Sea. It is a huge trench. No one knows how long it is, and no one knows how deep it is.
Yan Qing said with a smile, as if thinking about something.
"When I first arrived in the Demon Realm, I landed in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Later, you also came out of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Do you think this is fate?"
But after he finished speaking, there was no response.
Yan Qing called out, "Yaoyao?"
It is still quiet.
The smile on Yan Qing's face faded, he raised his hand, and only a ball of cold mist remained in his hand.
Turning around, there was no one around.
…Everyone will be lost in the vast sea of delusion.
Yan Qing walked step by step to the dark crack. It split the seabed, letting the water flow out, like a wound "carved into the ninth heaven".
Yan Qing raised a mocking smile at the corner of his lips and jumped in.
at the same time?.
Demon Realm, Meicheng.
This brand new Demon Realm city was built on the ruins of Shifang City, and was always surrounded by green mist. Only the City Lord's Mansion was shining brightly, as if all the jewels in the world were inlaid on it.
Deep in the palace, night-shining pearls were strung into a bead curtain, covering a jade pool. Countless black liquids were surging in the jade pool, surging and twisting like poisonous insects. In the center of the jade pool, a blood-red lotus was blooming. And on the lotus was a weak soul. Her long hair was like flowing water, her figure was graceful, and her waist was hunched. She had an old and decayed face. Half of her face was old and covered with wrinkles and brown spots, and the other half was decayed and only bones were left.
A person Yan Qing has known for a hundred years.
"Finally..."
The demon god did not use the soft and charming female voice. He muttered to himself, his voice was hoarse and broken, like an old man with an injured throat.
There were two black holes on the demon's face and his eye sockets were empty.
As soon as his fingers touched his eye sockets, the intense malice and hatred in his body seemed to turn into substance.
The demon whispered.
"Yan Qing, do you think that if you drag me down with you, I will die?"
He smiled oddly.
"Yan Qing, you are dreaming."
"I don't even need to spend my own time. There will always be someone in this world who will find a way to revive me."
For power, for strength, for the one you love, or for the one you hate.
The demon sneered.
Back then, Yan Qing dragged her to die with him, which did have an impact on her.
A fire in Shifang City caused him to lose his soul.
He wished he could tear Yan Qing into pieces, but he couldn't and shouldn't.
Yan Qing is the biggest variable in this world.
He must rely on Yan Qing to be able to truly grow up under the coverage of the Heavenly Dao knowledge of Xiaoyu Palace.
The demon god lowered his head, and his long black hair blew into the nightmare pool. Those evil thoughts seemed to have found a home, and they clung to him almost crazily.
The demon's face was distorted, but when he heard the footsteps, all the malice in his body immediately disappeared and he raised his head again.
Someone was walking towards this side through the beaded curtain, and the voice was from a very far away place.
"When will you grow eyes?"
The demon sat on a lotus, like a gentle and harmless evil spirit in captivity.
He said, "I still need thirty more. Once I absorb the nightmares of thirty more people, I will be able to grow eyes."
The man asked again: "After that, how are you going to recover all your strength?"
The demon god said: "I want you to help me find someone who was born on the winter solstice of the first year of Jinghong, and bring him to me."
The man said in a cold tone, "Born on the winter solstice of the first year of Jinghong? Even you don't know his name?"
The demon god smiled faintly: "Isn't it true that destiny is hard to predict? I never expected the fusion of the Spirit of the Oblivion River and Nightmare. Who could have known that the host chosen by the Spirit of the Oblivion River would be so stupid."
A pair of pale hands pushed aside the bead curtain, and the man's green robe dragged across the smooth ground. His blood-red vertical pupils looked at the center of the lotus without a trace of humanity.
He had silver hair and looked more mature than in his youth, but his venomous evil and coldness were still there.
Lan Xize stood in the main hall of Meicheng, staring at her for a long time, and said expressionlessly: "I can revive you, and I can kill you now."
The demon understood: "Oh, don't you like me calling her a fool?"
He propped his chin with his fingers and smiled slightly, as if sighing: "In fact, I like her very much. I have always regarded her as my child. It's a pity that the ignorant people of the world did not treat her well, so I am very happy to resurrect her."
Lan Xize's eyes flashed with disgust, and he did not continue the topic. He just said: "Besides the fact that he was born on the winter solstice of the first year of Jinghong, are there any other clues?"
The demon god sat on the lotus platform and said softly, "I was born against the will of heaven, so it is difficult for me to predict the secrets of heaven."
He thought of something and suddenly smiled: "But I think he will come here on his own. You should pay more attention to Zijinzhou."
"That child has so many surprises."
In the most likely future that He deduced, that young man would cause the person Yan Qing loved to die without a burial place.
The devil was very happy when he thought of this and he couldn't wait for that day to come.
He looked across the Nightmare Pool at the white-haired man standing in front of him with his empty eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up.
When I was bored, I started to get excited again.
—Yan Qing, if the person you love also died, would you agree to make a deal with me in order to resurrect him