While speaking, the weird spring of resentment had already touched the old Taoist priest's shoulder.
"Don't ask him."
Daojun Bingxin stared angrily.
"If you don't beg you, you will die. When is the time, you still have a hard mouth to die."
Ye Lingguang was so anxious that he almost went crazy.
"Xuechi, I don't know what grievances you have with Dixin, but he is actually not Dixin, he is Taoist Bingxin. You should not blame Dixin for the enmity between Dixin and the Heavenly Demon Court."
Seeing this, Ye Lingri persuaded him.
"He is clearly the emperor, what kind of Taoist Bingxin."
Blood can't believe it.
"He is Daojun Bingxin, the founder of Daomen. After the boy Dixin ascended, he didn't remember anything about the Ninety-Nine Lands. Later, the boy was seriously injured in order to save Sister. After waking up, he didn't know Why, he became Taoist Lord Bing Xin. Could it be that you can’t help it, he doesn’t know Tian Mo Ting and you at all?”
Ye Lingri also knew that it would be troublesome to explain, but facts are facts.
Xuechi was silent, presumably thinking.
He did realize that when Emperor Xin saw him or heard about Ye Lingyue's death, his reaction was very flat.
Emperor Xin has a deep affection for Ye Lingyue, there is no reason for his reaction to be so indifferent.
"Is it because of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art?"
Xue Chi thought of the exercises that Emperor Xin practiced.
Nine Lives Burning the Heaven Art, the supreme magic skill of the Heavenly Demon Court.
Ye Beiming and Di Xin are the only two people who have obtained all the exercises.
It is said that after practicing this method, one can achieve a supreme demon body, and those who can practice will also cut off the seven emotions and six desires.
"Maybe, but he is indeed not the emperor, but Daojun Bingxin. Right now, the Wudu is in chaos, and my sister and my relatives and friends are all trapped there. If Daojun Bingxin doesn't go back, this catastrophe will be difficult to resolve."
Yeling and Rixiao use emotion and move with reason.
"Lingyue is in Wudu? You were left alone by her in Wudu? Do you know that Wudu is very dangerous, there are resentful gods there!"
Xuechi's voice was full of shock.
"Resentful God? What the hell is that? We only know that there are often planting tides in that area."
The faces of the two brothers Ye Lingri and Ye Lingguang were full of confusion.
"It's too late, it's too late, once the God of Resentment recovers, its power will be astonishing."
Xuechi's voice was full of anxiety.
"Anyway, you let the old Taoist go first."
Ye Lingguang looked again, and Daojun Bingxin only had one head left.
Those weird black liquids flooded his body.
"It's not that I don't want to let it go, I can't let it go, the Resentment Spring has consciousness, and it chose the emperor as its sacrifice. It is impossible for people who are swallowed by the Resentment Spring to get rid of it."
Xue Chi sighed.
"Heh~ Who said that, in front of my Daoist Lord, this broken pond is nothing!"
In the pool, Emperor Xin, who had been submerged, spoke.
"Old Taoist priest, don't be stubborn. It's over now, the old Taoist priest is so powerful that he can't fight..."
Just when Ye Lingguang and Ye Lingri thought that this time, Daojun Bingxin was in danger.
Suddenly, in the pool, a precious light flashed.
The entire pool glowed with golden light.
"this?"
Xuechi couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and looked at Yuanquan in disbelief.
With a rumbling sound, a small dagger shot out of the pool like a stone breaking the sky.
On that dagger, it was shining brightly.
The two brothers of the Ye family took a closer look, only to realize that the Jin Hui was written one by one.
The dagger was suspended in the air.
The runes on the dagger turned into countless golden lights, which sprinkled on the black fountain of resentment.
"Isn't that the Spirit Flying Scripture?"
Ye Lingguang was speechless.
Recognize those familiar scripture words.
He was forced by the old Taoist priest to study the Lingfei Sutra, and he has already mastered every word on it by heart.
It's just that besides the Lingfei Sutra, there are obviously other scriptures on this dagger. The two brothers, Ye Lingguang and Ye Lingri, don't know what scriptures they are.
"Ah Guang, do you feel that those words are somewhat familiar. How come the handwriting looks like sister's handwriting?"
Ye Lingri noticed another point.
As soon as he reminded him, Ye Lingguang also noticed that the handwriting on this mysterious little dagger was actually the same as Ajie's handwriting.
Although the handwriting is the same, the two brothers also feel that the handwriting on the dagger cannot be related to sister.
Because... those golden scriptures seem to contain powerful power.
The fountain of resentment, which was originally pitch black, changed astonishingly after touching the scriptures.
The dark color is fading and disappearing.
"?"
Both brothers were shocked.
When the black liquid in the pool disappeared completely, Daojun Bingxin reappeared.
But seeing him tall and tall, with cold eyes, the dagger fell back into his hand.
Looking at Emperor Xin's feet again, in the pond that had dried up again, bones were exposed one after another.
These bones... The Yelingguang brothers showed astonishment in their eyes.
Those bones were taller than ordinary Tianmin, and they looked like strange demons at first glance.
These strange monsters actually sank dead in this pool.
"Old Taoist priest, okay you, you actually hid such a powerful treasure!"
Ye Lingguang was speechless.
That dagger looked unusual at first glance.
"The fountain of resentment? How is this possible? Where did you get the source?"
With the appearance of the dagger, the starry sky above the main hall gradually dimmed, and the starlight scattered in every corner of the main hall also disappeared.
Seeing all this, Xuechi's voice became a little more crazy.
"Stupid, don't tell me you're still obsessed with it. The fountain of resentment and helping you fulfill your wish are all fake. It's really stupid to sacrifice many of your own people in exchange for an illusory wish."
Daojun Bingxin scolded angrily.
stupid as hell...
Bing Xin's voice echoed throughout the main hall.
"Fake? Is it all fake? How is this possible... Impossible..."
The main hall of the Heavenly Demon Court began to shake.
"Old Taoist priest, let's go, this place is about to collapse!"
Ye Lingguang rushed forward, he didn't bother to care about the Heavenly Demon Court, he only knew that he had to leave quickly.
Just now what Xuechi meant, Wudu would be in danger.
"Don't worry, this place didn't exist in the first place, why did it collapse."
Daojun Bingxin said in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Demon Court in front of him really disintegrated and disappeared.
"I'm going! This is just an illusion!"
Only then did the Ye Lingguang brothers realize that they were in a barren plain.
Except for the pool at Daojun Bing Xin's feet, the bones in the pool are still there.
A lonely red figure suddenly appeared.
It was Xuechi, he staggered, walked to the edge of the pool, knelt down on the ground, seeing the pool full of bones, Xuechi burst into tears.
"False, true are all false... I... I am a sinner. Brothers, all died because of me, I am sorry for them."