Chapter 118 Xiaoyu Palace (4)

Chapter 118 Xiaoyu Palace (4)

In fact, the devil did not lie to Bai Ziqian.Yan Qing was originally the young city lord of Shifang City, and his aura had enough deterrent power against demons.A moat dyed red with blood can indeed keep a city safe.

The raindrops hit the bright red river, causing ripples in circles.

The devil made a deal with him for the first time after a hundred years of pestering him, and he felt very happy.

He raised the peach branch in his hand high and turned it into an umbrella. He used the white paper peach blossom umbrella to separate the quiet sky and the quiet earth from him.

Yan Qing walked alone to the place where the crowd was the loudest.

Bai Xiaoxiao opened her lips and looked at him, unable to say a word.

At this moment, a shocked and angry voice came from the sky: "Yan Qing?!"

The person who spoke out was Heng Bai who led a group of Wangqing Sect disciples to the barrier city.

Heng Bai was still idle at first, but when he got close to the center of the city, he saw a familiar figure covered in blood. When he took a closer look and found that it was Yan Qing, he immediately became furious.

Heng Bai Feng Huohuo flew down from Yunhe with his sword and stood next to Yan Qing, gritting his teeth: "What are you doing?!"

The senior sister of Shangyang Sect and Yan Lexin were stunned: "Elder Hengbai?"

"Are you bullying me because there is no one in Wangqing Sect?!" Heng Bai was so angry that he vomited blood. After yelling at the group of people, he immediately turned his head to look at Yan Qing.

He and Yan Qing were usually in a state of non-confrontation, so he just asked awkwardly and dryly: "Yan Qing, do you want your life?"

Yan Qing did not expect that people from the Wangqing Sect would also come. He raised his eyes and curled his lips, and said lazily: "Don't worry, this little blood can't save my life."

Heng Bai got angry when he saw his careless look, and immediately asked when he saw him alone, "Isn't Senior Brother Xie with you?"

Yan Qing: "No, I'm looking for him too. It just so happens that we can be together."

Heng Bai was shocked.

Yan Qing added: "You are late. The matter in Zhancheng has been resolved now."

The arrival of the young men from the Wangqing Sect dissipated a lot of the murderous intention and hostility in Yan Qing's heart.

Yan Qing walked up to Bai Xiaoxiao, with peach blossom eyes and a smile, and whispered: "Bai Xiaoxiao, did you just say that all the nine sects are now in Cangmanhai dealing with the trench issue?"

The blood all over Bai Xiaoxiao's body felt like it was frozen, and she backed away in fear with tears in her eyes.

Yan Lexin saw this and said, "Yan Qing! What do you want to do to Junior Brother Bai?!"

Yan Qing said calmly: "I didn't do anything. I just think that the world is in chaos, and as disciples of the Nine Sects, we should stand up now - isn't it Junior Brother Bai?"

This no longer allows Bai Xiaoxiao to make a choice.After returning to Heaven, almost all the disciples received an order to go to Cangmanhai.

Yan Qing asked the Demon God: "When did you kill Bai Xiaoxiao?"

The Demon God said: "Well, we have to let him devour Lan Xize first and let him break through to the stage of becoming a god."

Yan Qing asked: "Where is Lan Xize?"

The Demon God smiled slightly and said, "Nandou Palace."

"good."

After the fog cleared, the bright moon hung high, and the cliffs and rocks near the sea became extremely clear and sharp.The nine major sects use Canghai Realm as their base and gather together all the Supreme Elders. The oldest one is undoubtedly Xi Chaoyun.

After Yan Qing appeared, he gave a perfect reason for what happened in Tinglan's secret realm: he and Xie Shiyi did not escape together at all.

Xie Shiyi was injured by Huai Mingzi, and his spiritual power collapsed, so he had to retreat to heal his injuries.But he got lost in the chaos and arrived in the world accidentally.

Regardless of whether outsiders believed it or not, no one dared to say another word since the Qin family was away and Xi Chaoyun was suppressing them.

Zijinzhou is a place that resembles a human dynasty, with distinct hierarchies, gorgeous and extravagant pavilions, and green tiles and red walls that show wealth.It used to be brightly lit, but now at night the only things that shine brightly are the stars.

The night before departure.

Yan Qing carried a head and walked towards the stronghold.

The Demon God sat on his shoulder, looked up at the stars and moon in the sky, and said casually: "Yan Qing, can you see this when you look up in the original world?"

Yan Qing asked casually: "Do you know where I come from?"

The demon said innocently: "I don't know, are you willing to tell me?"

Yan Qing said, "If you don't know, just shut up."

The Demon God said meaningfully: "Oh Yanqing, I finally discovered that you have never had a sense of belonging here."

Yan Qing walked to a cliff and threw his bloody head into the sea. Then he sat on a stone alone and looked down at the floating waves hitting the rocks one after another.

For three days in Zijin Island, everyone saw the tragic situation in the world. As long as the trench is not blocked for one day, this matter will never be solved.

Xi Chaoyun decided to take several Supreme Elders down to the Demon Realm, and at the same time asked several outstanding young disciples to guard the outside of the ditch.

Yan Qing is one of them. The trench of Cangmanhai is too long, so they need to split up.

When Yan Qing entered the sea, he was carrying the wooden sword Xie Shiyi had made for him.The carefree young man who used to be a playful and casual boy has now lost his carelessness and is so cold that it scares everyone.

Before entering the Demonic Realm, Xi Chaoyun gave Yan Qing the artifact Jing Chai in his hair, and solemnly said: "After we enter, we will leave the matters outside to you for the time being."

Yan Qing did not refuse.

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Although Xi Chaoyun helped him deceive the others, it was impossible not to know his true identity.

Xi Chaoyun looked at his appearance carefully. After sighing, he smiled softly and said, "I finally know why Du Wei went to Xiaoyu Palace in the first place."

"The window in his palace, looking out, is the only exit from the Demon Realm to the upper heaven."

"It turns out he's been waiting for someone."

Yan Qing held the Jing Chai and was lost in thought for a moment.

Xi Chaoyun said: "If I'm not wrong, the person who made him lose his mind and walk through the nine thousand nine hundred steps was probably you."

Yan Qing frowned: "Dejected?"

Xi Chaoyun said: "Well, the first time Du Wei came to Wangqing Sect was the most depressed and sad time I have ever seen him in his life."

Yan Qing nodded.Holding the thorn hairpin, the sharp end almost penetrated into the lines of his palm.

The disciples of the Nine Sects began to hunt down the demon species as soon as they entered the sea.They hunted down a demon species in the late Nascent Soul stage and reached the ruins of the Divine Art.

"The demon species did indeed run inside."

"Everyone, watch the road! Be careful, there are a lot of gravels on the ground!"

Yan Qing came to Nandou Palace again, and this time his ears were very lively.Yan Qing's companions include Jun Ruxing and Sun Junhao.Jun Ruxing's eyes lit up as soon as she saw him, and she pulled the compass and came up to him with a shy face.Sun Junhao, on the other hand, had a cold face and turned his back on him.The rest of the people were in a state of fear and fear towards Yan Qing.It's just that at this time, everyone no longer sticks to their grudges and holds their breath to deal with the demon species.

Jun Ruxing was pulled away by the senior sister from the astrology studio: "Jun Ruxing, what are you doing, mother-in-law? I want you to calculate the direction!"

"Oh, senior sister, please be gentle, be gentle!"

Bai Xiaoxiao was the first to see the blood stains in the palace. His pupils widened and he shouted: "Look! There is a lot of blood on the ground!"

Everyone was frightened by his voice. When they looked down, they were also shocked by the mottled black blood stains.

"A lot of blood. Did that demon species run in?!"

"No, it's not. The blood has dried long ago. It should have been left many years ago."

"Everyone, stay away from the blood." An older disciple stood up, "Let's split up."

"good."

Yan Qing stood alone in front of the closed bluestone door. He touched the door that couldn't be opened with his fingers and said calmly: "Open it for me."

The demon sneered, raised his finger, and flicked the bluestone door, and the door opened.

"If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?"

Yan Qing walked into this dark corridor alone.

The lights came on one after another, and he saw that this was a main hall.

Eight pillars hold up the sky wall, and there are eight doors on the circular wall next to it.

Every door leads to an unknown place.

When the lights were completely turned on, the demon's face was twisted and his eyes were heavy. Then he said, "I'll wait for you outside." Then he disappeared on Yan Qing's shoulder.

Yan Qing finally got rid of this malignant tumor and set his sights seriously on Nandou Shrine.

Then he walked towards the door directly in front, while gently tugging on the red line on his wrist with one hand.He had previously wrapped a small piece of red thread around Bai Xiaoxiao's hair so that he could sense all changes coming from Bai Xiaoxiao's side.

If Lan Xize dares to conspire with the Demon God, he should be prepared for backlash - Lan Xize is still looking for a container for the Demon God, but he doesn't know that the Demon God has put him to death.

The only inheritance of Emperor Nandou is Xie Shiyi. Even if Yan Qing comes, there will be no miracle.But that's not what Yan Qing came here for. He held up a candle and carefully observed the structure of the shrine, and his fingers touched the cold wall.Look up.

Through the ancient damp rust, he saw the handwriting that had not been erased for thousands of years.

This door, which only Xie Shiyi and the Demon God can open, records all the history of Xiaoyu Palace.

The Forgotten Cauldron was originally a sacred object in the Xiaoyu Palace.

One black and one white are divided into two phases, one is the real body, and the other is the virtual spirit.Both phases are sleeping all year round.

Thousands of years ago, in order to become more pure and powerful, the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas poured all their evil thoughts into the Forgotten River Cauldron.As evil thoughts accumulated, the devil was born.The demon brought disaster to the world and caused the Nine Heavens to flow like a river of blood.

In order to atone for their sins, the gods and Buddhas used their bodies to sacrifice and set up a demon-slaying formation.

Emperor Nandou became the last person to start the formation.

These are all stories that Yan Qing has deduced a long time ago.

On this mural, Emperor Nandou told him another thing.

All the nightmare-detecting artifacts in the world today are actually transformed into the bodies of gods and Buddhas.They may be an arm of God, they may be a leg of God.Thousands of lamps are formed by the eyes of all the gods gathered together.

In addition, Yan Qing saw a method that was abandoned by gods and Buddhas back then.Some gods suggested that it would be better to reverse time and directly prevent the birth of the devil.But this was quickly rejected, because such a magic that could change one's fate would not only cost them their souls, but would also cause irreversible consequences.

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and gently brushed the words "Change Fate Against Heaven" with his fingers.

"Irreversible cause and effect. Xie Shiyi, why am I reborn?"

Not long after Xie Shiyi crossed his legs and adjusted his breath, he found a weak spot in the formation in the cave.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the east with his pitch-black eyes. Covered with the sea of consciousness, he saw a pale pink gap appearing here.

He stood up suddenly, brushed away the green grass in his snow-colored robe, and thrust the sword of regret in his hand straight through.

The cold light instantly illuminated the world and reflected in his eyes, as if the peach blossoms were frozen.

Xie Shiyi rarely had such murderous intent.Probably because it involved Yan Qing, no matter how calm and calm his movements were, he still revealed some murderous intent and hostility in every detail.

The crack opened wider and wider under Buhui Sword Intention, and finally formed a rich rouge color.

Xie Shiyi sheathed his sword, wore black hair and white clothes, and stepped into it.

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He thought that after going out, it would be a hunting mountain.

Suddenly, a familiar old voice sounded in his mind, like a wake-up call.

"If you come here now, you will die!"

Xie Shiyi was stunned for a moment, the Buhui Sword in his sleeve buzzed and vibrated, and his tone was cold and doubtful.

"senior?"

Emperor Nandou's sigh was like a candle in the wind, weak and distant.

He said: "This time there are foreign visitors to the shrine."

He will only wake up when the palace is passive.This moment of clarity was enough to make him shocked, angry and helpless after discovering everything.

"Know the clothes, know the clothes...know the clothes..."

Emperor Nandou's voice trembled, and he shouted again and again, and finally found the emotion he should have.

"I never thought it would be like this when I see you again."

Emperor Nandou asked tiredly and old: "So this time, did you get what you wanted?"

Xie Shiyi also realized something was wrong from his tone and slowly raised his head.

Emperor Nandou sighed and said: "I advised you back in the Land of God's Fall, that cause and effect are irreversible, but you insist on trying like that. Now that you are going round and round, with this ending again, are you going to die again??”

Xie Shiyi froze and stood still, his back like a bamboo in the snow, and a rouge-colored light shone in the corners of his eyes, like a bouquet of peach blossoms growing silently.

The question he had been thinking about before entering the cave, because Emperor Nandou's words were so shocking, now the answer seemed to be looming in front of him.

After a long silence, Xie Shiyi said softly: "Senior, let alone getting what you want. If you let me die now, I have no regrets."

Yan Qing walked out of the forbidden area, watched the bluestone door close again, and looked for the red thread to find Bai Xiaoxiao.Bai Xiaoxiao is now in a tunnel of an abandoned palace, with Lan Xize waiting for him at the end.

"Yan Qing, do you really not want to tell me about your past life?"

Ever since He planted the seed in Yan Qing's heart, he has been racking his brains to arouse Yan Qing's nostalgia for his past life.He kept brainwashing Yan Qing, telling him that except for Xie Shiyi, he didn't know anyone in the world, wasn't familiar with them, didn't miss them, and could walk away clean and carefree.

Yan Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The demon god rolled his green eyes, seeing how insufferable he was, and took out a small whistle from his sleeve.

"Are you deliberately forgetting it because you can't go back to your hometown?"

Yan Qing said: "No. Shut up."

The devil said: "I'm just curious. How could someone suddenly arrive in another world and not miss their family at all? Even if you don't have family, you still have friends. But you have never thought about them - Yan Qing, did you come here willingly?Of??”

Willing to be a ghost.When he first arrived at Xie's Mansion, he had no relatives and was angry with Xie Shiyi, wishing to kill him.

Yan Qing said, "Just think that I came here willingly."

The demon choked and looked at him hatefully.

The Demon God put the whistle to his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Okay, let me help you remember how to do it willingly."

The demon blew his whistle, and the sound was like a gust of wind, blowing up Yan Qing's youngest and deepest memories bit by bit.In fact, there is nothing to remember.

His modern life was cut short by a car accident when he was five years old.

Before he was five years old, he had a happy family with loving parents; after he was five years old, both his parents died and he had to live with others.

His uncle and aunt were busy with their business. In order to keep him from being lonely, he took many classes for Yan Qing, such as piano, painting, Sanda, and swimming, which took up almost all of his spare time.

Yan Qing has always been a person who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside.His parents are excellent scientific researchers, so his uncle also thinks that he will take the postgraduate entrance examination and study for a Ph.D., and after graduation, he will enter a research institute or a university.But what exactly does Yan Qing want to do?

Before he went to college, he didn't know that his parents had left so much inheritance that he wouldn't be able to spend it all even if he was a playboy in his lifetime.

If Yan Qing really had a clearer memory of his previous life, it would probably be his parents' funeral.

Many people came that day.He was recovering from a serious illness and his face was pale.His aunt was holding his hand tightly, holding back her sobs.

The iris flowers swayed in the wind, and the raindrops wet the holly grass.

Everything is so unreal, like a dream.

Yan Qing looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and felt a dense pain in her heart.He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

A drop of rain fell on his face, and Yan Qing turned around in shock.However, his vision went straight through the dark crowd of mourners like lightning, and at the end of the funeral, he saw a very tall man.

He must be an old friend of his parents. He is pale and slender, holding a black umbrella tightly, like a tall pine tree in the cemetery.

It's just that he is too tall and the young Yan Qing cannot see his appearance.

That person stood at the end and was the first to leave.

On the way down the mountain from the cemetery.

His uncle's eyes were red and he held him in his arms and said, "Qingqing, we will be a family from now on. Tell uncle anything you want."

The aunt wiped the rain off his face distressedly and said, "Qingqing, aunt has prepared a new bedroom for you and moved all the toys and books from your previous room. I have the key to your old house. What?When you want to go back and visit, your aunt will accompany you."

The raindrops were biting and cold on his body. He stretched out his arms and hugged his aunt's neck with red eyes. He said in a low voice like a cub: "Okay."