Xianzong.
Ziyue frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something on her mind, and at this moment, a faint ripple appeared in the space in front of her.
Han Chengping phantom walked out, smiled and cupped his hands, "I have seen the Great Elder."
"Humph! What are you doing here?" Ziyue was expressionless.
Han Chengping smiled unabated, "Now that the serious troubles of the confidant have been eliminated, Han came to remind the elders that the agreement between you and me should begin."
Ziyue's eyes were cold, "Of course I won't break my promise, but do you think Ning Ling has the mind to take care of it now?" Her voice was a little slower, but it became more indifferent, and every syllable was full of sensuality. "I don't need your reminder, and I don't want what you said today to threaten me, understand?"
Han Chenggong surrendered, "How dare Han dare to threaten the first elder, but he is uneasy. I have received the promise of the first elder, and I will wait patiently." He took a step back and continued: "In this case, Han will not disturb the elder's rest, that's all. Farewell."
As he was about to leave, his face suddenly changed slightly, and Ziyue's eyes on the opposite side showed a shock, and the figure disappeared in a flash. Retreat to the stone room, Ziyue's figure appeared, she waved her sleeves, shattered the stone door directly, and flew directly into it.
Ning Ling sat cross-legged. At this moment, her whole body was in disarray, and the power of the rampant tore apart her body. It seemed that the realm collapsed, and the end of her backlash!
"Ning Ling, what are you doing?"
Ziyue shouted loudly, raised her hand, and forcibly suppressed her out-of-control cultivation in her body.
Ning Ling opened his eyes, his eyes were empty and indifferent, "Master, this disciple really hopes to avenge Qin Yu, but I can't control my heart. Whenever I think of his death, the disciple feels despair in this world. I will live one more day. , I have to endure another day of pain, this pain almost tore my heart. The disciple begs the teacher, don't save me anymore, let me die with Qin Yu, and be free. "
Ziyue's face was full of anger, "Bullshit! Ning Ling, please wake up this seat, Qin Yu is already dead, do you want to kill yourself for a dead person? Even if you don't take revenge, have you forgotten? The one under the Kuya Pagoda, she already knows that you are coming, and she is looking forward to seeing you!"
There was a wry smile on the corner of Ning Ling's mouth, "Actually, the disciple has already begun to regret, why did he leave the abandoned land and come to Xianzong? I have never seen my mother, and the memory of her in my mind is just blank. I gave up Qin Yu for her, and I have already forgiven him once. But now, Qin Yu chased me to the land of gods and demons, and for my sake, he took the risk of cultivating the art of mixing one qi, and finally ruined his life... I have worked hard for my mother, I've tried it, and it's worthy of her fertility back then, but I owe Qin Yu forever, and I have no chance to pay it back. Now, I just want to accompany Qin Yu to leave this world, maybe he is somewhere, waiting for me in loneliness and despair. "
Speaking of this, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, which was anticipation and determination, like a sharp arrow, instantly piercing Ziyue's heart. She never imagined that Ning Ling's affection was so deep, the original preparations were useless at all.
Han Chengping's clone appeared behind Ning Ling, raised his hand to wipe her, closed her eyes, and fell into a coma.
Ziyue shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
Han Chengping fluttered back, avoiding the violent force, and said solemnly: "Han just let her sleep for a while, otherwise you and I will not be able to talk at all." After a pause, he continued: "Elder, forgive me. Han said bluntly, Ning Ling has made up her mind, can you save her once, twice, three times, will you be able to stay by her side every day in the future?"
Zi Yuehan said: "What can you do?"
Han Chengping said: "Han remembers that in the Jiutian Jingyue Palace, there is a treasure of the soul, which can be extracted from the memory of the monks and sealed inside."
Ziyue's face changed slightly, "You want me to erase Ning Ling's memory?"
"This is the only way to save her. If she forgets it, she won't be heartbroken, and she won't be short-sighted." Han Chengping's eyes flashed slightly, "After this ups and downs, although Ning Ling lost her memory, her heart was tempered. , there will be a great possibility to complete it, the most powerful technique of Jiutian Jingyue Palace is too high and forgetful!"
Ziyue was silent for a while, then she took Ning Ling away with her sleeve, and took a step forward and rose into the sky.
Three months later, a female cultivator in white walked out of the gate of the Ziyue Palace, and the breeze blew her long dress, fluttering like a fairy. She raised her head and glanced at the bright sun in the sky, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "Shen Yuanyin... the name feels unfamiliar, it seems that I have had a dream for a long time, and now I wake up, but I also forget it. There are many stories of dreams... but what you forget should not exist, it's just a dream, let it go."
"See Senior Sister Yuanyin!" Several female nuns passed by and saluted respectfully.
Shen Yuanyin nodded slightly, stepped on the void, and after a few flashes, her figure flew out of the mountain.
The next moment, black clouds surged out from the sky, countless thunder lights appeared, and the roar of "Boom Rumble" resounded through the sky.
Shen Yuanyin raised her head, her eyes were indifferent and expressionless, she raised her hand and shook it forward, and a pure white long sword appeared, slashing towards the sky.
The thunder trembled, the thunder in the sky disappeared, and the endless black cloud was directly divided into two in the next moment.
It was so neat and tidy that it seemed to be slashed by a sword!
The sun was falling, and the divine vowel sound was bathed in it. As if the goddess of the Nine Heavens came, her long skirt was automatic without wind, and the breath in her body skyrocketed at an alarming rate.
Instantly broke through the limit and stepped into the realm of the sea, but the improvement did not stop, until it reached the fourth floor of the sea, and then slowly calmed down.
A huge voice sounded, resounding throughout the entire immortal sect, "Shen Yuanyin, a disciple of Jiutian Jingyue Palace, broke through the realm of the sea, and was canonized as the young palace master on the same day.
"See the young palace master of Shen Yuanyin!" Countless Xianzong cultivators knelt down and bowed to the ground, showing their awe to the peerless figure under the sky.
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Qin Yu's mind was fluctuating for a while, and he opened his eyes from the practice. He frowned slightly and couldn't find the reason. He slowly pressed down on the confusion in his heart. After a little sense of his current state, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I have to say that Master Yao, a cheap master, is really attentive in helping him collect treasures. It took only three months for such a serious injury to recover almost completely.
It's a pity that he has no good intentions, and Qin Yu has experienced this kind of thing before... Thinking of Ziyue, Qin Yu's eyes showed a cold killing intent.
The memory goes back to the beginning, the day he prepared to sprint to the ninth level of the Hunyuan Yiqi Art, everything was going well, but at the critical moment when his practice was running, his mind suddenly fell into a blank. It wasn't that he was distracted, but that the operation method of the Hunyuan Yiqi Art suddenly disappeared, and the yin and yang two qi, which were quietly merged in the next moment, completely lost control.
At that moment, Qin Yu's heart filled with enlightenment, and the Primordial One Qi Art that Ziyue handed over to him was originally incomplete! In other words, the so-called helping him to cultivate and reversing the indestructible real demon body is just a lie from beginning to end!
The yin and yang two qi are out of control, and the terrifying and destructive power is enough to tear Qin Yu to pieces in an instant. If it hadn't been for the instant death of life and death, he suddenly shot, completed the remnants of the art of Hunyuan and one qi, and used unknown means to tear apart the space. He is now incarnate. gray.
Thinking of this, Qin Yu has a bit more hatred for Ziyue and Xianzong, especially thinking of Ning Ling... Witnessing the destruction of yin and yang in the outside world, she definitely thinks that he is dead, and Ning Ling's feelings for him must be unbearable.
The only thing that reassured Qin Yu was that since Ziyue dared to plot against him, she must have done the backhand in advance, which would ensure that Ning Ling was safe and sound.
"Xianzong..." Qin Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the cold killing intent. Now he is as weak as an ant in front of the behemoth. In a short period of time, there is no possibility of revenge at all, and it is even more impossible to expose oneself in front of Xianzong. Otherwise, in order to kill and silence, Xianzong will definitely kill him at all costs to avoid Ning Ling knowing the truth.
Ziyue beat around the bush, and did not hesitate to spend countless treasures to send him into a desperate situation... This means that the immortal sect valued Ning Ling more than he originally thought.
snort! It's a pity that the organs are exhausted, but the people of Xianzong can't think that Immortal actually masters the complete Hunyuan Yiqi Art. Not only did he not die, but he really successfully cultivated the Hunyuan Yiqi Art. One day, he will return to Xianzong, tell Ning Ling everything, and then together with her, make the entire Xianzong pay the price!
When the knock on the door sounded, Qin Yu regained his calm and said, "Come in."
The puppet maid pushed in the door, with a gentle smile on her face, "Master Qin Yu, Master Yao, please come over."
Qin Yu looked at the beautiful but lifeless maid in front of him, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. This kind of lifelike puppet was originally made from living people. The process was extremely painful, and the puppet soul still remained after the refining. , but he is manipulated by others all his life, especially those who serve those who make themselves into puppets, suffer all the time, the pain is unimaginable.
"Understood, you wait outside the door."
The puppet maid respectfully said yes, turned around and left.
Qin Yu got up with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Seeing that his injuries were almost healed, he really lost his patience.
Then, let's solve it first!
Qin Yu slightly adjusted his robes, pushed open the door and went out, "Let's go."
With the puppet maid leading the way, Qin Yu found that she seemed to want to say something, but she remained silent in the end.
After a while, the two came. In the secret room where Qin Yu was originally placed, Master Yao was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed. At this moment, he opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "My dear boy, your body should have recovered, right?"
Qin Yu cupped his hands, "Thank you Master for providing me with many treasures."
It seems that the purpose is about to be achieved, and since everything is under control, Master Yao laughed a few times and said, "Thanks is unnecessary. I have my purpose for helping you, as long as you repay well."
Qin Yu smiled, "I don't know, how does the master want the disciple to repay?"
Master Yao's laughter was even sharper, "It's simple, just dedicate your soul and body to being a teacher." With a wave of his sleeves, a layer of light lit up, sealing off the entire secret room.
"Good boy, I have helped you so much for the master, now you don't have to resist!" The invisible force imprisoned Qin Yu and pulled him directly across from Master Yao. His eyes suddenly turned pitch black, and two black lights shot straight out. , drilled into Qin Yu's eyes.