Yan Qing looked at this senior sister standing in the center of the main road. She rang the bells in each household for a long time but there was no response. She walked up to her and said, "Senior sister, I heard a word from that old lady, holy water. Maybe if you add this, it will be of some use."
The senior sister was stunned for a moment, bit her lip and said, "Okay, I'll try."
The result was indeed effective.
The people of Barrier City, who had not made a sound no matter how much they were persuaded, were like poisonous snakes swarming out of their nests at the smell of holy water. They opened their doors and windows and rushed out impatiently, filling the long street.
The nine sect disciples were shocked when they saw the faces glowing with cold light.
The people of Zhancheng, especially the women, looked even more strange. They had thin eyelids and lips, but their faces were as big as steamed buns. Almost all the women in Zhancheng had big bellies and wore extremely loose clothes.
The senior sister of Shangyang Sect forced herself to remain calm, telling herself that these were all innocent people. She said, "Thank you for your trust. I came here to exorcise the demons under the order of my sect, and I will definitely protect you."
But no one in Zhancheng paid any attention to her, not even a word of gratitude. They just looked at her numbly and anxiously, waiting for her to fulfill her promise.
Yan Qing walked in front, looking at the Shangyang Sect and the Foxiang Temple. One person rang the bell and the other struck a bell to disperse the long fog and summon mortals, and they walked towards the City Lord's Mansion in a mighty manner.
Such a scene of empty streets happened two hundred years ago.
Yan Qing saw a child holding a peach branch at the edge of the team. The child was dressed in red and green, with two small horns on his head, and was very cute. The child was obviously full of curiosity about the outside world, and he opened his eyes wide to look at every brick and tile in the city. However, because he was too absorbed in observing, he didn't pay attention to the road, and was tripped by a stone and fell to the ground, making a pitiful cry.
Yan Qing looked at him for a long time, walked over to help him up from the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Kid, it's raining, why don't you hold an umbrella or look at the road?"
The child's eyes turned red with grievance. He rolled up his trouser legs and found that his knees were bruised.
He couldn't walk anymore, so he could only look at Yan Qing with tears in his eyes.
Yan Qing did not refuse and picked him up from the mud.
Children's body temperature is always warm, and there is a fresh scent of peach wood between their clothes.
"Thank you." The child sniffed, and then asked in a baby voice, "Brother, where are we going now?"
Yan Qing said calmly: "Brother doesn't know either."
The child said in panic: "Brother, many people have died in the city recently. Will I die?"
Yan Qing said: "Maybe."
The child pouted and was about to cry: "Brother, I'm so scared."
Yan Qing smiled slightly, but asked in a cold and irrelevant voice: "How much of your mana has been restored?"
"Ah?" The child blinked and said innocently, "Brother, what are you talking about?"
"There are no children in the barrier city."
Yan Qing took the peach branch from his hand, turned his wrist, and the pointed branch was directly against the child's throat. He smiled, with red light in his eyes: "I don't want to waste time talking to you. Where is Xie Shiyi now?"
The child giggled. He no longer pretended, and his pair of green eyes looked even more innocent and pure on the child.
"You want to save him?"
Yan Qing said, "There's no need to scare me. You don't have the ability to kill him right now. You're just going through all this trouble to lock him up for a few days. What's the point?"
The devil raised the corners of his lips, with an innocent look on his face: "Of course it works, brother."
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the crowd in front of him.
The light from the sky shone directly down, and the shadows were long and twisted, overlapping on the ground, forming a dark river.
"Brother Yanqing, do you remember what I told you in Shifang City? I said that everyone has a nightmare in their body, just like a shadow, which can never be shaken off for eternity."
Yan Qing said: "And then?"
The demon god smiled and said, "Then you must admit one thing. As long as there are still people in this world, I will never perish."
Yan Qing pursed her lips and stopped talking.
The demon god said: "I was born because of the evil of killing gods, but my continuation is very simple. Human emotions are too complicated. Evil thoughts can be born at any moment."
The demon god raised his head slightly.
"Oh, right, don't you Buddhists have the Eight Sufferings? Birth, aging, sickness and death are suffering, meeting with those you hate is suffering, separation from loved ones is suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates are suffering."
"Look at this city, birth, aging, sickness and death are happening all the time."
"In fact, its birth seems to interpret the pain of life."
The demon god laughed and took the peach branch back from Yan Qing. It changed its shape and shrunk by half again. It swung its two bare legs like a doll and sat on Yan Qing's shoulders.
Holding the peach branch, his green eyes looked at the city built for him without any emotion.
The demon said, "Do you feel pity for them?"
Yan Qing smiled sarcastically.
The demon said, "Do you want to save them?"
Yan Qing had long developed the habit of turning a deaf ear to His words.
The devil was no longer obsessed with this topic. He just tilted his head and spoke slowly in a long voice.
"You certainly don't want to save them. But your lover doesn't think so."
Yan Qing looked indifferent.
Seeing him like this, the demon licked his lips and said leisurely as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune: "Yan Qing, you have to save Xie Shiyi even if you don't want to. He is the chief disciple of the Wangqing Sect, a disciple of Emperor Nandou, and the leader of the Immortal Alliance. This is his mission and his responsibility, and he must be saved."
Yan Qing just looked ahead and said calmly, "It turns out that people like you are the best at moral blackmail."
Demon God: "How is this moral kidnapping? Someone has to sacrifice and pay, right? He has enjoyed all the power and the admiration of the world, and the talent brought by Liuli Heart, so he should bear all of this."
Yan Qing walked in the mist and rain, smiling gently.
The demon's eyes turned slightly, and he lowered his voice again: "Let's take a step back. Yan Qing, if Xie Shiyi is a selfish coward who lives in his own world, will you still love him?"
Yan Qing said calmly: "Continue."
Demon God: "Okay, I'll continue. Yan Qing, do you know what is the only way to seal me in this world?"
"Xiaoyu Palace, let Xie Shiyi sacrifice his life and Liuli Heart be the center of the formation?, and re-activate the Demon Slaying Formation."
The demon's voice came through the misty rain.
"I'll tell you the method of sealing, Yan Qing, do you dare to try it?"
The demon god continued, "Xie Shiyi was born with the mission of ending the troubled times, and even Weisheng Zhuang had the same hope for him. Otherwise, if Weisheng Zhuang hated Lan Xize so much at the time, he would have strangled him to death in his stomach. How could he let him survive?"
"It can be said that the purpose of Xie Shiyi's birth is to save the world."
She pointed her finger forward, toward the people in the barrier city, and said, "Including them."
"If Xie Shiyi doesn't save him, then he will be unfilial to Weisheng Zhuang, unrighteous to the Wangqing Sect, and unkind to the world."
"Yan Qing, if you really love him, would you have the heart to let him bear the charge of being unfilial, unjust, and unkind?"
Yan Qing raised his head and let the mist beside him brush his cheek. He never liked chatting with the demon god because he was too noisy.
The demon stopped talking, smiled and closed his mouth.
He sat on Yan Qing's shoulders, holding a peach branch in his hands, looking like a fairy child in a painting. Yan Qing rarely listened to the words of the demon god, but this time, the demon god's last sentence seemed to solve the problem that he had been unable to find the answer to.
Why did Xie Shiyi bleed to save the city
He followed the dark crowd, as if he had walked into that bizarre dream.
Tens of thousands of people gathered at the City Lord's Mansion, where Bai Xiaoxiao knelt down in tears, and Xie Shiyi turned around in silence. There, pairs of greedy and selfish eyes were satisfied as they wished.
The rain was as soft as silk, covering the sky and the earth, so it blocked out all the sounds of the world.
Yan Qing stood at the end of the crowd, watching the disciples of Shangyang Sect and Lingyao Sect talking to the city lord in the sky through the door.
Yan Qing didn't pay attention to what they talked about, he only knew that the people around him were becoming more and more annoyed and restless.
He was looking at the flowers blooming diagonally in the corner with boredom, but he didn't expect that the final target would be himself, making him the protagonist.
After several negotiations.
A blue bird drove down, and a long sigh came from the sky, and then a group of people walked out. The three people in the lead, in addition to Bai Ziqian, there were Bai Xiaoxiao and Yan Lexin. The Hehuan Sect actually arrived here before them.
The senior sister of Shangyang Sect was stunned when she saw the clothes of Hehuan Sect: "Yan Lexin? Why are you here?"
Yan Lexin glanced at her and said nothing.
Seeing this, Bai Xiaoxiao took the initiative to step forward, biting his lip and said, "It's good that everyone is here today. There is something I want to say on behalf of the city lord." He paused, looked around at the people, and then frowned and said, "We came to the barrier city a few days earlier than you, so we received the reply from the sect in advance. Now the situation in the upper heaven is even more grim. Almost all the nine elders have been sent to Cangwang Sea to solve the matter of the Demonic Ditch. I'm afraid they have no time to take care of the human world."
The people in the barrier city suddenly became chaotic, and all kinds of panic-stricken sounds were heard.
Bai Xiaoxiao: "But everyone please be patient. The city lord received a letter in his room yesterday. God has given a decree. If you want to save everyone in the barrier city, you only need one thing."
The senior sister of Shangyang Sect was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"
Bai Xiaoxiao held the portrait in his hand, his palms sweating, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, whether he was happy, shocked, or sad. He had forgotten what happened in the Tinglan Secret Realm, and he didn't believe that Xie Shiyi escaped because of Yan Qing. He only knew that Yan Qing was a demon among all the rumors.
Bai Xiaoxiao slowly unfolded the portrait in front of everyone: "This man will come to the Barrier City in the near future. He is an extremely evil demon. As long as we dye the moat red with his blood as a deterrent, we can be saved!"
"show me."
From a distance, it was difficult to see clearly through the rain and fog. The senior sister of Shangyang Sect took a step forward, reached out to take the paper, and suddenly widened her eyes after seeing the face on it. With a snap, the paper was wet by the rain and fell heavily to the ground. Her lips trembled, and she turned around in the rain, her eyes fell on Yan Qing in disbelief.
The demon god had been waiting for this scene for a long time. He swung his legs, hummed a tuneless song, and was in a very good mood. Yan Qing slowly raised his head, and the overwhelming rain flowed over his tall nose. The young man with gorgeous eyebrows and eyes was like the most vivid stroke in this misty city.
When Bai Xiaoxiao followed her gaze and saw Yan Qing himself, her expression changed drastically.
Yan Qing was almost amused by this scene.
He pointed at himself: "Me? I'm here to bleed and save the barrier city?"
The cold smile in his tone had not yet faded. Suddenly, the whole world felt quiet.
Time stopped, and then the child on his shoulder let out a cheerful laugh.
Yan Qing stood in the rain, looking expressionlessly at the city where time had been stopped by the devil.
Every drop of rain is frozen in the air, carrying the cold light of the green tiles and white walls. Even if it reflects the brilliant sunlight, it does not make people feel warm.
The demon suddenly said, "You will agree to them."
Yan Qing didn't say anything.
The demon god said, "I am so stupid, Yan Qing. Why didn't I think of your biggest weakness in those hundred years? Oh, no, I thought of it, but the method I used was wrong."
"Do you know why I came to the barrier city?"
"Because this is where everything originated."
The demon god smiled faintly and said, "Aren't you curious about why I am so afraid of Xiaoyu Palace?"
"Because above the gods, there is the Heavenly Dao. Liu Lixin's mission is to save the world. Ten thousand years ago, it was the Southern Dipper God, and ten thousand years later, it is Xie Shiyi. Liu."
"If you don't save the barrier city, then the one who will be bleeding today will definitely be Xie Shiyi."
Hunting Hill.
Xie Shiyi originally wanted to find an exit in the cave.
Unexpectedly, he found something very old on the wall. Blue phosphorus powder fell down, and after touching a certain mechanism, the whole cave shook.
The mountain wall peeled off the moss and powdered yellow soil, completely revealing the innermost stone color to him.
The smooth walls were covered with graffiti, some words, some pictures, all left by Wei Shengzhuang. After she completely got rid of the control of the nightmare in the dungeon of Lingxin Palace and regained her freedom, even if she stayed alone in this desperate cave, she seemed to be happier than before.
She used pointed stones to write characters, recording the passage of time and the passage of time. She used words to write memories, like a colorful travelogue, writing whatever came to mind, and putting all the mountains and seas she had seen into her writing.
She lost everything, but she seemed to still be able to entertain herself staying alone in this cave.
Treasure hunters are lonely.
It was not difficult for her to accept dying in loneliness.
Wei Sheng Zhuang wrote.
I guess the Forgotten River Tripod should be the same size as the wine jar used at the banquet. The black four-legged square tripod is small but can contain the world. I asked Dabai if the Forgotten River Tripod can glow. Dabai said that they were born in the darkness, so how could they glow.
Well, if the treasure can’t glow in the night, it always feels like something is missing.
In the first few months, she was still recording what she saw in her life, but later, as the presence of the baby in her belly became stronger and stronger, her records changed a lot.
Wei Sheng Zhuang was actually at a loss, and she would occasionally get flustered and not know how to face the child. But how could someone who could remain sincere and passionate after losing everything and seeing through the fickleness of the world give birth to a child out of hatred
She was destined not to see the child grow up, so she faced the wall in the cave, just like the illusion of Wangchuan Ding, recording the growth that she was destined to miss, from the moment she was born to the time she took her first steps, to the time she became full of vigor and vitality.
She thought that this child must be good-looking and talented. Whether the character is like her or another person, he must be quite lonely when he was young, and he would not care about other people's opinions at all, like a cold snowball. Every time she thought of this, she couldn't help laughing. There is always only an outline in the painting, without specific facial features, but the expression is vividly displayed.
She wrote stroke by stroke.
You saved me from the nightmare of love, and I hope you will never be trapped by nightmares in the future. Don't be controlled by evil thoughts, don't be crazy about love, and don't lose yourself.
But you have a heart of glass, so you shouldn't encounter these things. But living too sober is not necessarily a good thing. I hope you can meet someone who truly loves you.
Love is good, but some people’s love is not good.
Xie Shiyi read these words, his clear and cold eyes did not move away for a long time. As an outsider in the Bixizhu, he watched Wei Shengzhuang's life.
So standing in front of this wall, I can seem to imagine her holding up the charcoal pencil with a smile on her lips.
When she tied up her long hair, she looked like a young girl, and the red beans in her braids sparkled brightly.
I once thought that it would be great if you could end the chaos.
But later in my conversation with Dabai, I found that the chaos brought about by the nightmare could never be ended.
That's it, I don't want you to be born with all this. I hope you grow up in peace and without worries.
As for the name, although I have chosen one in my mind, I won't tell you. This will be a secret that no one in the world... knows.
She chose to die without any worries, so she didn't want to give him any shackles.
It would be best if they were just strangers who had never met each other.
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes, holding the sword in his hand, but the tip of the sword fell on the wall covered with marks and then swirled back into his sleeve. He did not break the wall, but turned around and looked for a way again.
Xie Shiyi sat cross-legged on the black stone, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize the spiritual energy and blood in his body.
Not long after Xie Shiyi crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing, he found the weak spot in the formation in the cave. He opened his eyes, and his dark eyes looked far to the east, and he used his sea of consciousness to cover the light pink gap here.
He stood up suddenly, his snow-white robe brushed away the green grass, and he thrust the sword of No Regrets in his hand straight forward.
The cold light instantly illuminated the world and entered his eyes, as if the peach blossoms were frozen.
Xie Shiyi rarely had such a strong murderous intent. Perhaps because it involved Yan Qing, even if his actions were calm and composed, some murderous intent and hostility were revealed in the smallest details.
Under the sword intent of No Regret, the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally formed a rich rouge color.
Xie Shiyi sheathed his sword, put on his black hair and white clothes, and stepped in.
He thought that when he got out, he would reach the Hunting Mountain.
Suddenly, a familiar and old voice sounded in his mind, like a wake-up call.
"If you go there now, you'll be courting death!"
Xie Shiyi was stunned, the sword of no regrets in his sleeve vibrated, and his tone was cold and doubtful.
"senior?"
The sigh of Emperor Nan Dou was like a candle in the wind, weak and distant.
"Knowing clothes..."
Emperor Nan Dou's voice trembled as he shouted again and again before he finally found the right emotion.
"I didn't expect that I would see you again in this situation."
Emperor Nan Dou asked tiredly and agedly, "So did you get what you wanted this time?"
Xie Shiyi also realized that something was wrong from his tone and slowly raised his head.
Emperor Nandou sighed and said, "I have advised you long ago in the Land of the Fallen Gods that cause and effect cannot be reversed, but you insisted on trying. Now after all the twists and turns, it ends like this again. Do you want to die again?"
Xie Shiyi was stunned and stood still. His back was like a bamboo in the snow. A rouge-colored light lingered in the corners of his eyes, like a bunch of peach blossoms growing silently.
The question he had been thinking about before entering the cave was answered in a shocking way because of the words of Emperor Nan Dou. Now the answer seemed to be looming in front of him.
After a long silence, Xie Shiyi said softly, "Senior, don't talk about getting what you want. I would have no regrets if you let me die now."
Emperor Nandou was silent for a moment, then heaved a long sigh: "Have you seen the demon god?"
Xie Shiyi nodded: "Yes." He held the sword and frowned almost imperceptibly: "I think He is very familiar. I must have seen Him before."
Emperor Nan Dou smiled bitterly: "Of course you have seen Him. After all, it is the second reincarnation now."
Xie Shiyi was stunned: "The second one... reincarnation?"
Emperor Nan Dou was silent again, then he sighed softly and said.
"Well, in the last reincarnation, you and the demon died together."
Emperor Nan Dou's smile was somewhat sad: "Come to think of it, I just realized now that in the last reincarnation, it was you who personally resurrected the Demon God step by step."
Xie Shiyi was stunned.
Emperor Nan Dou: "You resurrected the demon god, used him as a sacrifice, and used your own life as the center of the formation, and obtained the Nan Dou token that can change your fate. Is it worth it?"
Xie Shiyi murmured: "Nandou token?"
Emperor Nandou nodded: "Yes, did you resurrect the person you wanted to see?"
A strange feeling suddenly emerged in Xie Shiyi's heart. His pale fingers tightly grasped the sword and he lowered his eyes to hide all his thoughts.
Emperor Nandou sighed and said, "You should be thankful that the heavens have favored you and given you another reincarnation."
Xie Shiyi asked: "Heavenly Way?"
Emperor Nandou: "Well, I know what you want to ask. You want to ask, since there is Heaven in the world, why do we still allow demons to wreak havoc on the world? But Shiyi, you need to understand that the demons have been wreaking havoc for tens of thousands of years, and it is actually all human beings who are to blame. The disaster caused by human evil thoughts can only be solved by humans. Heaven is sleeping in the thousands of winds and snows of Xiaoyu Palace and has never woken up."
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything.
Emperor Nan Dou smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps Heaven likes you very much, so it gave you a chance to start over. Then this time, don't make the same mistake again."
Xie Shiyi pursed his lips.
Emperor Nan Dou said: "The power of the demon god has not yet fully recovered. Do you have another way to seal it? You don't need to use the Glazed Heart to activate the Demon Slaying Formation."
Xie Shiyi: "Can it only be sealed?"
Emperor Nandou said: "It can only be said that from the moment the demon god was born, this demonic nightmare disaster will never end, because the evil thoughts in people's hearts are endless. If it is sealed with a glass heart, it will last for ten thousand years; if it is sealed with a divine body, it will last for five thousand years. The only difference is the length of time."
Xie Shiyi nodded: "Senior, what do you want me to do?"
After hearing his words, Emperor Nandou was slightly stunned. Even though he was Xie Shiyi's master, he rarely heard such words from Xie Shiyi. Xie Shiyi would not ask for anyone's opinion.
In the previous life, the young man was calm to the point of being crazy. Under the calm and gentle appearance was a somewhat twisted soul, absolutely dictatorial and absolutely cruel. It was not until the end that he understood what this disciple wanted.
Such a cold-blooded and blood-stained sword actually became somewhat gentle in this life.
Emperor Nan Dou shook his head and then calmly spoke of the events that happened ten thousand years ago.
"The Wangchuan Ding was originally a sacred object in the Xiaoyu Palace. One black and one white, it is divided into two phases, one is the main body, and the other is the spirit. These two phases have been sleeping for many years."
"Ten thousand years ago, the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas poured all their evil thoughts into the Forgotten River Cauldron in order to become purer and more powerful. As the evil thoughts accumulated, the Devil God was born. The Devil God brought disaster to the world, causing the Nine Heavens to flow like a river of blood."
"In order to atone for their sins, the gods and Buddhas sacrificed themselves to set up a great demon-killing formation. I became the last person to start the formation."
Emperor Nandou said.
"All the nightmare-detecting divine tools in the world today are actually transformed from the bodies of gods and Buddhas. They could be an arm of a god, or a leg of a god. The Thousand Lanterns are the eyes of all the gods gathered together."
Xie Shiyi frowned.
Emperor Nan Dou said: "While the demon god has not yet fully awakened, you will lead him to the Xiaoyu Palace, and use these ten nightmare-detecting artifacts to temporarily seal him."
Xie Shiyi said: "It's a temporary seal, so what happens after the seal ends?"
Emperor Nan Dou was stunned. He felt sorry for the disciple in front of him. He moved his lips and said helplessly, "That's what will happen later."
"Shiyi, maybe one day you will need to sacrifice your Glazed Heart to save the world. But I still hope that the life you have finally gained can last a little longer."
"You shouldn't go to find Yan Qing now. You should go to Xiaoyu Palace."
To the heaven.
An ice-blue hummingbird flew across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, carrying the meaning of the endless wind and snow in the Xiaoyu Palace, and came to the bedroom of the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
The leader of the Hehuan Sect had a gloomy expression, but he still read the words brought by the hummingbird.
"Three days later, Qin Ziang will officially become the master of Xiaoyu Palace?"
After reading the information, the leader of the Hehuan Sect gritted his teeth and crushed the note.
"There are frequent disturbances in Cangwang Sea right now. What is Qin Ziang doing?!"
If the Immortal Alliance is a killing weapon spontaneously established by the Nine Sects and Three Schools, then the Xiaoyu Palace is the heart of the world that has stood for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.
It is located above thousands of snow-capped peaks, difficult for birds to fly over and difficult for people to find.
Towards the front is the Demon Slaying Formation, and to the back is the Demon Realm exit. It is located at the most central axis of the Nine Heavens, running through the six directions.
At the same time, Fuhuamen.
Jing Ruchen also received this message from Hummingbird.
"Qin Ziang enters Xiaoyu Palace..."
She let the hummingbird fly away, pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time, then walked out of the palace.
She dismissed the maids and contacted the Grand Elder Wanqing alone. Going to the back mountain of Xuanji Peak, there is a natural warm pool. Next to the pool, red and pink petals fell colorfully, creating a picturesque scene.
Jing Ruchen is now the leader of the Fuhua Sect, dressed in white, looking gentle and noble.
The lapels, sleeves and belts are all decorated with white feather patterns, and the silver brocade shines brightly.
When Wan Qingchang saw her, he bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Sect Master."
Jing Ruchen had always regarded Grand Elder Wanqing as an elder, so he personally helped her up and said softly, "Aunt Wanqing, there is no need to be so polite. I summoned you today just to ask you something."
Wan Qing smiled kindly and said, "Just let the Sect Master say it."
Jing Ruchen nodded and sat down beside the pavilion: "I just took the seat, and I would like to ask Aunt Wanqing to tell me about Xiaoyu Palace."
Wan Qing was stunned: "Xiao Yu Palace? What do you want to know, Sect Master?"
Jing Ruchen thought of the words Jing Ruyu had written down on paper, and asked his two most important questions. He said seriously, "Aunt Wanqing, what is the connection between Xiaoyu Palace and the Demon Realm?"
Wan Qing was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Master, you should know that the Demon God was killed by the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas with the Demon Killing Formation."
Mirror Ruchen: “Yeah.”
Wan Qing said: "The Demon-Slaying Formation caused the Demon God to be severely injured and his soul was scattered, but the Demon God's body was not human. Its body was torn into pieces and turned into black mist. It fought stubbornly and cut a path through the snow to the lower heaven, which is the Demon Realm."
"The demon god wanted to escape to the Demon Realm to linger, but was immediately hunted down by Emperor Nan Dou. They fought from the Lower Heavens all the way to the Cangwang Sea. The demon god's true death should have been in the Cangwang Sea. There, the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas perished and perished together with the demon god. The demon god's body turned into a vast fog on the Cangwang Sea."
"The entrance to the Demon Realm of Cangwang Sea is suppressed by divine breath, and no one can get out from it. But the passage to Xiaoyu Palace is not blocked."
Jing Ruchen was stunned: "Can Xiaoyu Palace enter and exit the Demon Realm at will?"
Wan Qing smiled and shook her head: "No. These two places. One can only enter but not exit, and the other can only exit but not enter."
Jing Ruchen hesitated to speak: "Then..."
Wan Qing seemed to know what she was going to ask, and smiled in advance and said, "Master, if you ask when the Xiaoyu Palace was built, I can't give you an answer."
"It's been under the sun for a long time."
"The snow has been falling in Xiaoyu Palace for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years of snow, all the peaks are covered with a thick layer of ice. The terrain alone is daunting."
Jing Ruchen nodded, but when she thought of the few words Jing Ruyu left behind, she became worried again, and her beautiful brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Jing Ruyu's cooperation with the Qin family cannot be taken lightly even if it is fake.
Jing Ruyu saw many strange things about the Qin family. In her eyes, Qin Ziang was just like her, coveting the throne of Xiaoyu Palace and wanting to be the master of the world.
But the establishment of the 480-story temple is full of strangeness.
The Qin family's words of great benevolence and kindness, they all said them together to deceive others, but Jing Ruyu didn't believe a word of them in private. But with Jing Ruyu's suspicious nature, they were destined not to leave her any clues. The research of the Qin family's 480 temples was related to nightmares. Jing Ruyu was also very interested in this, but she knew there were risks, so she didn't take any action.
nightmare.
For people of their status and position, nightmare is not something to be afraid of. The only thing Jing Ruyu is afraid of is the Immortal Alliance. She is interested in nightmare, and it is definitely not out of a desire to save the world.
But what did Jing Ruyu know... What could she not deduce? Jing Ruchen shook his head, said goodbye to Elder Wan Qingchang, and returned to the main hall of Xuanji Palace alone.
On the way, she saw the bamboo forest and the magical flowers everywhere, and she stopped for a moment. The white twin flowers used to be everywhere here, but later they were uprooted by Jing Ruyu. Now, in the entire Fuhua Gate, the only place where these flowers still bloom is Yasha Peak.
Jing Ruchen returned to her room, sat in front of the window, and picked up a white flying feather. She wanted to tell Feiyu something, but after thinking about it, she put it down. She had rarely seen Feiyu during this period.
Feiyu took on various tasks, and after she resumed her position as the sect leader, he stood in the shadows again, drawing a clear line between them and refusing to overstep the mark.
She dropped her fingers on the table and looked at herself in the mirror. For a long time, Jing Ruchen didn't dare to look in the mirror, for fear of seeing a familiar face, afraid of looking herself in the eye.
She and Jing Ruyu were born into a noble family, but their mother had always been very strict with them since they were young. Their training began when they were mortal demons.
In the human world, there are countless tragedies of fathers eating their sons and mothers eating their daughters. When a demon species fully awakens, the first to collapse are the blood relatives. The living people are unwilling to believe that their relatives have turned into monsters, and the dead have no place to seek redress for their grievances.
The mute woman knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.
She did not beg her to let her son go, but anxiously gestured to ask if there was any other way. Her son's consciousness was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and he was crying and holding his stomach and vomiting. At that time, she met the farmer's weathered eyes and was speechless for a long time.
Jing Ruyu sat on a stone nearby, teasing a butterfly that rested on her fingertips with a sweet smile. On her way back, she wanted to say something to Jing Ruyu, but Jing Ruyu just leaned over and said to her as if she was telling her a secret in the boudoir, "Sister, did you notice that the color of the butterfly is similar to the clothes on the old woman?"
Cruel and naive
Jing Ruchen touched the mirror with his fingers, and then touched the tip of his nose, covering up the only difference. No one could tell who was who.
She remembered her mother's evaluation of Jing Ruyu.
Evil intentions.
It turns out that everything had already begun to happen when I was young.
But even such a dark person would actually rush over at the last moment and sacrifice his life for hers.
Jing Ruchen walked towards Xuanji Hall, and she saw the plaque again. After the renovation, Jing Ruyu imitated everything from that year, striving to make every detail exactly the same, as if she wanted to completely inherit everything from Jing Ruchen.
The plaque has a glittering Milky Way, and the brightest Xuan Ji star is made of green beads like a jade mirror.
But she clearly remembered that this bead should have been white at first.
Jing Ruyu remembered it wrong, or maybe she saw it wrong.
—"It turns out that night, the bright and shining thing was not the stars, not you, but... the nightmare in my eyes."
The mirror-like face is against the light and shadow.
Her sister was a demon that even the Thousand Lanterns could not detect. But if her mother knew from the beginning that Jing Ruyu would become a demon, could she really kill her
It's impossible. You see, even the twin curses that were destined to end in blood didn't make the mother have the heart to do that.
People are always seeking that little bit of luck, betting on that slight impossibility, and then losing everything.
Jing Ruchen continued to investigate many things. She turned to a secret compartment and found a notebook, which contained several pages of Jing Ruyu's notes.
Jing Ruyu has coveted Xiaoyu Palace for a long time and recorded many things about it.
It was also here that she learned that Xu Ruqing entered the Xiaoyu Palace in the first year of Jinghong.
Xu Ruqing rarely appeared in public. During the one hundred and thirty years that he was in power, he seemed to have lived in Xiaoyu Palace. No one knew what he was doing.
The only time he went out was to the human world, but he didn't stay there for long and came back soon.
The previous leader's whereabouts were unpredictable, he lived in seclusion, like an invisible man, and did not leave much impression on everyone. The only thing worth mentioning is that in the year when Xu Ruqing passed away, an avalanche occurred in Xiaoyu Palace.
Thousands of snowflakes fell in a rush, and the sound of the avalanche shook the earth. Xu Ruqing became seriously ill, and just when everyone was looking forward to taking power from him when he died, Xu Ruqing passed the throne to Xie Shiyi, who was still a young man.
Jing Ruyu was almost going crazy.
"Why? Why? Why?"
The vermilion pen wrote these three words angrily, filling up the entire page. Jealousy seemed to have become a demon that trapped Jing Ruyu.
Jing Ruchen had always known that Jing Ruyu was very jealous. She was actually jealous of Xie Shiyi. She was jealous to the point of madness, jealous to the point of wanting him dead. Her sister had always been a very utilitarian person since she was young, and she said that everyone in the world was comparing them two sisters together.
But isn't she the one who likes to compare the most
Jing Ruchen flipped back and saw a passage, and was stunned for a long time.
"I asked Xu Ruqing, Xie Yingfang is only a hundred years old, how can he be the master of Xiaoyu Palace. Xu Ruqing said that he and I are the same person, and I will thank him later."
Jing Ruyu wrote this sentence in a very calm manner. Each stroke was sharp and vigorous, but the tip of the pen paused for a long time at the end, spreading out thick ink dots. It was obvious that Jing Ruyu stared at the line of words and thought for a long time.
Not only Jing Ruyu, but Jing Ruchen also fell silent after reading this.
Xu Ruqing said that he and Jing Ruyu were the same kind of people.
What kind of person
"Xu Ruqing..."
Jing Ruchen whispered the name softly.
How could a person who holds all the weapons in the world be the same person as Jing Ruyu
Jing Ruyu said, "Interesting."
Of course she would not be grateful to him. She would only be filled with resentment and jealousy because Xie Ying, who already crushed her in terms of talent and cultivation, now crushed her in terms of status.
Jing Ruyu and Xu Ruqing didn't have much contact, and the one who really understood Xu Ruqing might be their mother.
No one in the Upper Heaven has ever seen Xu Ruqing Chang? What is he like? This leader of the Immortal Alliance who has always lived in Xiaoyu Palace is like a gust of wind in the Upper Heaven. After he dispersed, he left no trace.
What on earth was Xu Ruqing doing in Xiaoyu Palace
And was it really because of that avalanche that he became seriously ill and died
What causes avalanches
Every strange phenomenon in the Xiaoyu Palace seemed like a sign of some kind of destiny. Even if it was the smallest avalanche, the events behind it were unimaginably far-reaching and huge.
Jing Ruchen was already filled with doubts. He turned to the next page and saw those words, his pupils constricted.
Jing Ruyu was obviously frightened.
she wrote.
"Xie Ying has come out of the customs, and the snow has stopped."
Jing Ruyu wrote the three words again and again in trembling handwriting.
"The snow has stopped."
Because they are twins, their handwriting is actually very similar. Jing Ruchen stroked the three words, as if she could empathize with Jing Ruyu's fear and anxiety at that time.
On the day Xie Ying came out of retreat, the snow stopped falling in Xiaoyu Palace. Even if it only stopped for a moment, it seemed like ten thousand years to the world.
In the Xiaoyu Palace, the sky is filled with clear snow.
The only sound on the vast snowfield was the falling snow, rustling and whistling past, making the place seem even more desolate and lonely.
Every mountain peak here is covered with a layer of colored glaze by the ice. The colored glaze reflects the sunlight and casts gorgeous and brilliant rays of light in the clouds.
Jing Ruchen walked out from the back hall of Xiaoyu Palace, followed closely by a member of the Immortal Alliance.
Jing Ruchen tilted his head to look at Yu Xin and smiled: "No need? Follow me, I won't run away."
As a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, Yu Xin naturally did not dare to be rude to Jing Ruchen, who was in the Spirit Transformation stage.
But this is Xiaoyu Palace, and every piece of flying snow in Xiaoyu Palace seems to be transformed by the order of heaven and earth. The higher the cultivation level, the more afraid of this place.
Yu Xin said respectfully: "Master Jing, please forgive me. This is the order left by the leader, and we have to obey it."
"Really?" Jing Ruchen's white skirt swept across the three jade steps below, blending into the vast white snow, but her tone could not tell whether she was happy or angry: "Right now, the Demon Realm over in Cangwang Sea is in turmoil, and the world is in chaos. But Xie Ying trapped us here, what exactly does he want to do?"
She originally thought that the letter was sent by Qin Ziang, but she didn't expect that when she arrived at Xiaoyu Palace, she found that Xie Ying had never firmly controlled this place! Qin Ziang was imprisoned underground, and the nine sect leaders could not move an inch, and every move was controlled by the Immortal Alliance.
Yu Xin: "The Sect Master can ask the Alliance Master in person."
There was no smile in Jing Ruchen's eyes: "Will he answer if I ask him?" The price to pay for getting the answer from Xie Ying is not small.
A cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage can walk without getting covered in dust, and she didn't want to get covered in a speck of dust from the Xiaoyu Palace.
Jing Ruchen stepped in the air with every step he took, and said calmly, "Qin Ziang would never have thought that Xiaoyu Palace is actually the tomb where his body is hidden."
Yu Xin didn't say anything.
Jing Ruchen asked, "When will Xie Ying come?"
Yu Xin said: "I don't know."
Jing Ruchen moved lightly with lotus steps and arrived behind the Xiaoyu Palace. She looked at a snow-capped peak that towered into the clouds. Her eyes flickered with light. “Is this the place where he practiced seclusion for a hundred years?”
Yu Xin said, "Yes."
Jing Ruchen asked, "Can I go in?"
Yu Xin said: "As long as you can get in."
"Oh." Jing Ruchen spread out her white palm, and a lotus flower appeared on the thin lines. She raised her finger, and the lotus flower instantly turned into a sharp weapon, twisting the wind and snow time and space, and attacked the cloud peak.
But there was a crisp bang, and the lotus hit a barrier and broke into pieces, like powder dissolving in the snow and falling down.
Can't open.
Jing Ruchen was not surprised. She withdrew her hand, remained silent for a long time, and then smiled faintly.
"Tell me, for a scheming and calculating person like Xie Ying, how real can the performance of living and dying together be?" She didn't know what her mood was now, perhaps funny, or perhaps ironic.
In fact, the devil did not lie to Bai Ziqian.
Yan Qing was originally the young lord of Shifang City, and his aura was enough to deter the demons. The blood-stained moat could indeed keep the city safe.
For Xie Shiyi, saving this place requires a lot of blood, but for Yan Qing, just a little blood is enough. Oh no, the two cannot be compared. Xie Shiyi's blood is used to eliminate the curse of the barrier city, while Yan Qing's blood is only to bless this group of people to be safe.
Every word of the demon god was close to his ear. When Yan Qing cut his finger with the soul thread, he didn't feel anything.
Maybe it was just that the rain was too heavy, which made him want to experience the pain that Xie Shiyi felt at that time.
Although it wasn't very painful for him.
The raindrops hit the crimson river surface, creating ripples one after another.
"Hahahahahahahaha." The Demon God was in a very happy mood as he made a deal with him for the first time after pestering him for a hundred years.
He raised the peach branch in his hand high up, and it became an umbrella, using the white paper peach blossom umbrella to separate him from the clear sky and quiet earth.
Time? Recovery surges.
Yan Qing walked alone towards where the crowd was the loudest.
Bai Xiaoxiao opened her lips and stared at him, unable to utter a word.
At this moment, a shocked and angry voice came from the sky: "Yan Qing?!"
The person who spoke was Heng Bai, who led a group of disciples from the Wangqing Sect to the Barrier City.
Disciples from all nine sects have come to Zhancheng, and the Wangqing Sect may be the last to arrive.
Heng Bai was originally carefree, but when he got close to the center of the city, he saw a familiar figure covered in blood. He looked closely and found it was Yan Qing, and he was immediately furious. Heng Bai flew down from Yunhe with a sword in his hand, stood next to Yan Qing, and gritted his teeth: "What are you doing?!"
The senior sister of Shangyang Sect and Yan Lexin were both stunned: "Heng Bai? Elder??"
"Are you bullying me because there is no one left in the Wangqing Sect?!"
Heng Bai was so angry that he vomited blood. After yelling at this group of people, he immediately turned his head to look at Yan Qing.
He and Yan Qing usually didn't get along, so he just asked awkwardly and dryly: "Yan Qing, do you want to die?"
Yan Qing didn't expect that people from the Wangqing Sect would also come. He raised his eyes and curled his lips, saying lazily: "Don't worry, this little blood won't kill me."
Heng Bai was angry when he saw him being so careless, and when he saw that he was alone, he immediately asked, "Isn't Senior Brother Xie with you?"
Yan Qing: "No, I'm looking for him too. It just so happens that we can go together?"
Heng Bai? Shocked.
Yan Qing added: "You are late. The matter of the barrier city has been resolved now."
The arrival of the group of young men from the Wangqing Sect helped Yan Qing to relieve much of his murderous intent and hostility.
Yan Qing walked up to Bai Xiaoxiao, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with a smile, and whispered, "Bai Xiaoxiao, you just said that the nine sects are now in Cangwang Sea to deal with the trench issue?"
Bai Xiaoxiao's blood seemed to freeze and she stepped back in fear with tears in her eyes.
Seeing this, Yan Lexin defended him and said, "Yan Qing! What do you want to say to me, Junior Brother?!"
Yan Qing said calmly: "I didn't do anything. I just felt that the world was in chaos, and as disciples of the Nine Sects we should stand up now - isn't it, Junior Brother Bai?"
Bai Xiaoxiao no longer had time to make a choice.
After returning to the upper heaven, almost all the disciples received an order to go to the Cangwang Sea to kill the demons.
The nine major sects used Canghai Realm as their base, gathering the supreme elders from all sides. Now the leaders of all the sects are in Xiaoyu Palace, and the oldest one is Xi Chaoyun. After Yan Qing appeared, he gave a perfect reason for what happened in Tinglan Secret Realm: he and Xie Shiyi did not flee together. Xie Shiyi was injured by Huai Mingzi, his spiritual power collapsed, and he had to retreat to heal his wounds.
And he got lost in the chaos and arrived in the human world accidentally?.
Regardless of whether outsiders believe it or not, with the Qin family away and Xi Chaoyun suppressing them, no one dared to say a word.
After the fog cleared, the moon was high in the sky, and the cliffs and rocks by the sea became extremely clear and sharp. Zijinzhou was a place similar to a human dynasty, with clear hierarchy, gorgeous and luxurious buildings, and green tiles and red walls showing wealth. It used to be brightly lit here, but now at night, only the stars are bright.
During the three days in Zijin Island, everyone saw the tragic conditions in the world. However, as long as the trench was not blocked, this problem would never be solved.
Xi Chaoyun decided to take several supreme elders to the Demon Realm, and at the same time asked the outstanding young disciples of the nine sects to guard the outside of the ditch.