Chapter 119 Xiaoyu Palace (5)

Chapter 119 Xiaoyu Palace (5)

When Bai Xiaoxiao woke up, she found herself in a cave, and the scary man with snake eyes was not there.

He stood up tremblingly and wanted to walk out to escape, but when he reached the entrance of the cave, Bai Xiaoxiao was terrified.

This cave stands on a cliff on the bottom of the sea, with an endless abyss outside!He backed away step by step, squatting down against the wall, whimpering and hugging his knees.

"Help me, someone help me..."

Opposite the cave.

Lan Xize sat on a pine and cypress between the slanting cracks, expressionlessly looking down at the green mist emerging from the bottom of the abyss.

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The Demon God went to deal with Xie Shiyi, and his current task was to cultivate a container for him.

"If I help you regain your strength, will you really help me resurrect Wei Shengzhuang?" He crushed a wooden branch with his fingers: "I don't think so."

Qin Ziang suddenly lost contact, but he was too lazy to trace it. From beginning to end, neither of them regarded each other as allies.

In the Xiaoyu Palace, the sky is filled with snow.

The vast snowfield was covered with only the sound of falling snow, whizzing by, making the place even more desolate and lonely.

Every mountain peak here is covered with a layer of colored glaze by icy edges. The colored glaze reflects the sunlight and reflects brilliant brilliance in the clouds.

Jing Ruchen walked out of the back hall of Xiaoyu Palace, followed by a person from the Immortal Alliance.

Jing Ruchen turned his head to look at Yu Xin and smiled: "You don't have to follow me, I won't run away."

As a monk in the Mahayana stage, Yu Xin naturally did not dare to be rude to Jing Ruchen, who was in the transformation stage.

But this is Xiaoyu Palace, and every piece of snow in Xiaoyu Palace seems to be transformed by the order of heaven and earth.The higher your cultivation level, the more afraid you are of this place.

Yu Xin said respectfully: "Master Jing, forgive me. This is an order left by the leader, and we have to abide by it."

"Really?" Jing Ruchen's white skirt swept over the third jade staircase going down, blending into the vast white snow, but there was no emotion or anger in her tone: "Now the demonic realm over the Cangman Sea is in turmoil, and the world is in chaos.Xie Ying trapped us here, what on earth does he want to do?"

Yu Xin: "The sect leader can ask the alliance leader himself."

There was no smile in Jing Ruchen's eyes: "Will he answer my questions?"

If you want to get the answer from Xie Ying, the price you have to pay is not small.

A monk in the Transformation Stage could walk without getting a trace of dust, and she didn't want to get a piece of snow from the Xiaoyu Palace.

Jing Ruchen stepped in the air with every step, and said calmly: "Qin Zi'ang must have never imagined that Xiaoyu Palace is actually his tomb."

Yu Xin said nothing.

Jing Ruchen asked: "When will Xie Ying come?"

Yu Xin said: "I don't know."

Jing Ruchen's lotus steps moved lightly, and she arrived behind the Xiaoyu Palace. Looking at a snow-capped peak that reached into the clouds in the distance, the light in her eyes dimmed: "Is this the place where he has been in seclusion for hundreds of years?"

Yu Xin said: "Yes."

Jing Ruchen said: "Can I go in?"

Yu Xin said: "As long as you can get in."

"Oh." Jing Ruchen opened his plain white palm, and a lotus flower appeared on the thin lines.She raised her finger, and instantly the lotus flower turned into a sharp weapon, twisting the wind and snow in time and space, and struck towards the cloud peak.

But there was only a crisp sound of the ground, and the lotus hit a certain barrier and fell apart, like powder melting into the snow and falling one after another.

Can't open.

Jing Ruchen was not surprised. She retracted her hand, remained silent for a long time, and smiled faintly.

"You said that for a person like Xie Ying who has all the tricks, how realistic is the performance of living and dying together?" She didn't know how she felt now, maybe it was funny, maybe it was sarcastic.Nameless anger surged in my heart.

She thought of everything in Tinglan's secret realm, of Xie Ying's extremely cold eyes when he broke through the Xuanyin scorching fire array, and of his trembling hands when he was half-kneeling and brushing Yan Qing's cheek.

Glass heart, glass heart.

Sure enough, he is the most affectionate and ruthless.

After running all the way, from the demon realm to the human world to the heavens, Yan Qing finally met Lan Xize at the bottom of the palace.The end of the ruins of the shrine is at Mogou.

Yan Qing walked out of a secret passage and saw the abyss.

Lan Xize was sitting on a pine and cypress growing across the cliff at the entrance of the cave. His silver hair was as white as snow. The wind blowing from the bottom up was blowing on his robe. The bottom of the robe was empty and ghostly.

Lan Xize heard the footsteps and pulled a leaf from the branch. He seemed to be chatting with a friend and was very interested.

"The supreme elders of the Nine Sects have all gone to the Demon Realm. In fact, you don't need to spend so much time. I will fill up this trench sooner or later."

"The devil gave me many ways to resurrect him, one of which is how to help the spirit of Forgotten River devour it."

Yan Qing's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Are you planning to let Bai Xiaoxiao swallow up the entire Demon Realm?!"

Lan Xize bent his eyes and smiled: "That's right."

Yan Qing said calmly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Lan Xize said: "You should find me first and then talk."

He suddenly turned around, with a pair of snake-like vertical pupils that were cold and bloody, his cheekbones protruding, and his expression was unpredictable.

When Lan Xize's eyes fell on the breath-avoiding bead in Yan Qing's hand, he smiled halfheartedly: "So this is how Wei Shengzhuang avoids me?"

Yan Qing said coldly: "You don't deserve to mention her name."

Lan Xize: "I'm not worthy? I'm her husband and I'm not worthy, so who is worthy?"

Yan Qing was no longer too lazy to talk nonsense with him. With a move of his fingers, thousands of red threads turned into spider web phantoms and struck towards Lan Xize, but his soul threads penetrated only one phantom.

Lan Xize looked down at the red thread running through his body and raised his hand to break it, but found that it would only get entangled tighter and tighter. He smiled and said, "Interesting."

Lan Xize is not as arrogant as Huai Mingzi. Even if Yan Qing's cultivation has not recovered and he is afraid of the soul thread, he will not confront him face to face. This is just a clone.

After Yan Qing discovered this, he stopped trying and said directly, "Where is Xie Shiyi?"

When Lan Xize heard this, he looked at him.

He raised his hand, and fireflies all over the sky were floating on the cliff like fine snow.

Lan Xize said: "Yan Qing, you have already seen the affair between me and Wei Shengzhuang in the breath-avoiding bead, and yet you are still passionately devoted to my son. Don't you think you are seeking your own death?"

"In some aspects, Xie Shiyi is only more ruthless than me."

Fireflies spiral into the sky, lighting up the world.

Lan Xize raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked a little frivolously: "What? Did he also give you a love nightmare?"

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Yan Qing said: "Lan Xize, don't think that everyone is as disgusting as you."

Lan Xize smiled sarcastically: "Isn't love and love inherently a disgusting thing?"

The Southern Xinjiang clan is the best at bewitching people and can disguise love in every look and smile.According to the old saying of the old man, pretending to be affectionate for a lifetime means growing old together.So he doesn't feel that the love he gets after giving Wei Sheng a love nightmare is not love.

——The only thing to blame is the spirit of Wangchuan that does bad things.

Lan Xize suddenly waved and said, "Come, Yan Qing, I'll show you a good show."

"Get out." Yan Qing's pupils were filled with cold blood.

He walked forward, his red coat and red thread dispersing all the fog: "Lan Xize, I have been watching a play before. Now this play is on my head, and I don't want to watch it."

"oh?"

Yan Qing stretched out his hand and untied the red thread wrapped around his thin white wrist.The soul threads were like thousands of demons and monsters, wrapping around him into an initial cocoon.Lan Xize's blood-pupiled eyes looked at him quietly, letting these soul threads destroy him.

Before the distraction disappeared, he gave Yan Qing a malicious smile.

The sea fog rolled up heavily, and Yan Qing was left standing alone on the cliff.

The fireflies summoned by Lan Xize emitted a faint carmine light.The red light became brighter and brighter, becoming more and more intense, covering the whole world in an instant.They kept pressing down, like a pink cloud.

There has never been a sunny day in the Demon Realm, except for the black clouds and green smoke, which is the second wonder.

After entering the Demon Realm, the Supreme Elder of the Nine Sects had a fierce battle with the city lords of hundreds of cities, and many of them were more or less injured.They covered their wounds, half-knelt on the ground, raised their heads, and looked at the red clouds in the sky in horror.

"What's this?"

"Uh-huh."

I don’t know who started vomiting first.

Then more and more people began to bend over and gag.

But the vomiting was not blood or bile, but clumps of black stuff.

First comes the mouth, then the eyes, then the nose, then the ears.Black nightmares continuously flowed out of the five orifices, which were absorbed by the red clouds and flew straight up into the sky.

Yan Qing sat where Lan Xize had been.Watching the black air floating in all directions, forming an underground river, flowing into the cave opposite and into Bai Xiaoxiao's body.

Bai Xiaoxiao was still sleeping when she suddenly felt a damp and suffocating feeling.He woke up in the corner of the cave, his pupils widened, and he watched in disbelief as countless black mist poured into his body.

"What is this? Get out, get out! Don't come here!" He was disgusted, he screamed, and he was terrified, but it was no use.

His feet were tied, and the vines emerging from the ground grabbed him tightly, forcing him to kneel down in the center of the formation.

Can't go anywhere.

If Yan Qing could enter the cave, he would find that this formation is a technique to control nightmares.Bai Xiaoxiao is the incarnation of the spirit of love and forgetfulness. Although he is the spirit of forgetfulness, he is also a nightmare!

Lan Xize never believed in the devil from the beginning to the end. What he wanted was how to use all the power for his own use.He wanted to use the skill of controlling nightmares to train Bai Xiaoxiao into his most powerful weapon.

Xie Shiyi left the cave because of Emperor Nandou's words and did not choose to go to Cangmanhai to find Yan Qing immediately.He returned to Xiaoyu Palace.

Jiucheng Feixue was waiting for the long-lost Xiaoyu Palace Master.

In the cold palace, the curtains are drooped and the lanterns are lit one after another.The nine sect masters were sitting there, with a pair of cold and angry eyes staring directly at him.

But Xie Shiyi didn't communicate with anyone.After he ordered people to lock Qin Ziang in the dungeon, he turned around and left.

"Thank you!" The leader of Liuguang Sect roared angrily.Just like that night of bloodshed, the young man in snow clothes wiped his sword carelessly, but now he still leaves everyone with only a cold back.

Xie Shiyi held the Sword of No Regrets and arrived at the back hall alone. The veil of snow-clothed sharks swept across the deep cliff, and the closed stone door opened in front of him.

If outsiders see this retreat, they will be particularly shocked, because it is completely different from the ice and snow they imagined.

This is a house that is not very ordinary but not very gorgeous either.

It is antique and full of various wooden toys.The walls are white and the tiles are green, and the half-open windows are filled with banana trees. Under the eaves, there is a small silver bell tied with a red rope, which makes a tinkling sound when the wind blows.

No one could have imagined that Xie Shiyi would transform into such a place among the snowy peaks of Xiaoyu Palace.Xie Shiyi sat in front of the case, his head was composed, his eyes lowered, and his fingers gently brushed the word "11" on the corner of the table.

Now he suddenly wanted to see Yan Qing, wanted to see him very much.

"Shiyi, you could have prevented all of this from happening in advance. With your ability, you can destroy the 480th Temple, kill the spirit of Wangchuan, and end all future troubles before the demon god revives."

"Why are you betting?"

"You let the Qin family's plan go. When the devil regains his full strength, I can only use your life to end the troubled times. Do you really have no regrets?"

How could I regret it?From the first moment the plan takes root in your heart.He knew that he could not turn back from this road, and he would not turn back.

It's almost time.

Yan Qing stood up from the pines and cypresses, her red robe matching the floating sea of rouge clouds.His black hair fell like a waterfall, and a few strands of hair brushed against Yan Yan's cold features. His skin was pale, and the red threads were all held in his hands, leaving only thin marks on his wrists.

This strange rouge cloud floating on the trench attracted all the disciples.

Immediately afterwards, half of the cliff where Bai Xiaoxiao was imprisoned suddenly collapsed, and with a final rumble, an inverted triangular platform was lifted up by red clouds and broke through the sea.

Yan Qing looked indifferent, stepped down from Lingfeng, and followed it out of the sea.

The other disciples were shocked.

"What's this?"

"Follow me quickly!"

This platform breaks through the sea and rises into the sky, even level with the altar in Canghai Realm.Bai Xiaoxiao's feet were bound by vine chains, and she was kneeling in the center of the altar, surrounded by various black fog barriers.

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Lan Xize was standing next to him, holding a whistle in his hand.

He lowered his head and met Yan Qing's eyes across the bright moon.

Two pairs of identical blood pupils were at war with each other in an instant.

Lan Xize curled his lips and smiled.

The thousands of red threads on Yan Qing's fingertips became a bridge, and her clothes suddenly reached the triangular platform like falling stars.Lan Xize is the son of Nanjiang, and he can use all the plants, trees and fireflies.A laurel tree on the altar blocks out the sky and the sun, just like a Yaotai under the moon with colorful flowers.

Lan Xize said: "You are quite fast..."

Yan Qing looked at him with clear eyes. He was not irritated and asked directly: "Lan Xize, is it your handiwork for the fifteen years of Jinghong?"

Lan Xize said calmly: "Are you talking about the civet cat in Zhancheng replacing the prince? I just let Xie Shiyi return to his identity. He has usurped someone else's identity. Isn't it right to pay the price?"

Yan Qing: "No, if it weren't for your instigation and oppression, the Xie family would just beg to keep this civet cat."

Lan Xize was noncommittal.

Yan Qing said: "You have been observing the barrier city."

Lan Xize smiled, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "My wife died there, and my son was born there. Naturally, I will always pay attention to this place."

Yan Qing laughed sarcastically when he heard this, exposing his hypocrisy, and said in a very soft voice: "Lan Xize, aren't you tired from acting now?"

"You made a contract with the Demon God in the name of resurrecting Wei Shengzhuang, making the Demon God think you had grasped your weakness. In fact, you were aiming for God's power from beginning to end."

The gentleness and smile on Lan Xize's face disappeared completely, and the snake eyes looked at him coldly.

Lan Xize sneered: "Do you think you know me well?"

Yan Qing said indifferently: "After the first year of Jinghong, you changed your name to Xu Ruqing and worshiped in the Xiaoyu Palace. Your purpose was the Wangchuan Cauldron. Was the avalanche in the Xiaoyu Palace that year caused by your attempt to find the Wangchuan Cauldron?"

Lan Xize's expression was distorted for a moment when he mentioned this matter, and he said nonchalantly: "Yes. I once thought that Wei Shengzhuang was an idiot, but I didn't expect that I myself was also stupid. Wangchuan Ding has been killed by Jiutian for a long time.The gods and Buddhas have been destroyed, and we won’t be able to find them even if we look for them for a hundred years.”

Yan Qing continued: "After that avalanche, you passed the throne to Xie Shiyi. You must have known something and started to be afraid of Xiaoyu Palace."

Lan Xize stared at him and smiled: "Continue."

Yan Qing raised his eyes and said, "Lan Xize, you are a demon, right?"

Lan Xize said nothing, his eyes were vicious and cold.

Yan Qing thought to himself and said, "You personally pushed Xie Shiyi to death, so how could you kindly give up your position to him? You just want to destroy him."

"You are right." Lan Xize's smile deepened and he did not deny it. He sat on the laurel tree, and when he flicked his sleeves, the tree was filled with flowers and rain, and he said softly: "The first time I saw him in Xiaoyu Palace,You know that kid has obsession."

Lan Xize said: "You might as well guess whether Xie Shiyi is a demon now."

Yan Qing slowly closed his eyes.

"It is not a good thing to have too much obsession. You must know that many evil thoughts come from asking for something but not getting it." Lan Xize said with a smile: "Xiaoyu Palace is a place where people kill, but it is also a cage that allows evil thoughts to spread. UnrestrainedPower, many times, will only push people into the abyss of depravity.”

"I didn't expect that his obsession would be the Young City Lord of Shifang City. I didn't expect that he would become the Lord of Xiaoyu Palace and control the only road to heaven in the Demon Realm - the final choice is to wait."

Yan Qing said indifferently: "This is the difference between you and him."

Lan Xize smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. He commented: "Those who are too obsessed will definitely die in Xiaoyu Palace."

Lan Xize put the whistle to his mouth.

"I'll kill you first. Don't worry, Shiyi will go to hell to accompany you soon."

The whistle blew, and the vines trapping Bai Xiaoxiao on the high platform spread out like a tide.

Bai Xiaoxiao devoured countless nightmares, and now the power in his body was in a state of critical explosion. He was unconscious and stood up staggeringly.

Lan Xize's creation of the Four Hundred and Eighty Temple was just to imitate the spirit of Wangchuan and collect the nightmares from the world.

But now Bai Xiaoxiao alone is enough.

No need to collect clouds and let rain fall.

There is no need for sexual intercourse between men and women.

There is no need to condense the nightmare into the fetus to remove it.

Like nightmares under the sky, no matter where they are or what shape they are, they can be attracted to him and be swallowed up by him.

Yan Qing had no choice but to shout the devil's name in the sea of consciousness.

The Demon God looked at this scene and blinked his green eyes, a little surprised but more of a mockery.

He said: "You think Lan Xize is smart, but he is mistaken. The techniques I taught him can only be used after Bai Xiaoxiao becomes a real new tripod. It is too early now. Lan Xize did this, which is actually beneficial to us.”

Lan Xize blew the whistle, and Bai Xiaoxiao attacked Yan Qing.Every sword move was unorganized, but the chaotic, complex and cruel spiritual power inside still forced Yan Qing to be wary.In addition to Bai Xiaoxiao, Yan Qing also has to deal with Lan Xize.

On the land of the altar, various complex vines and thorns grew, and symbiotic poisonous insects, snakes, and ants also rushed towards him.

Yan Qing was accidentally stabbed and cut his arm, and blood seeped out from under his wide sleeves.

The demon said coldly: "Yan Qing, attack his eyes."

Yan Qing broke free from a withered vine, and when Bai Xiaoxiao stabbed him with a sword like a madman, the red thread pierced his eyes directly."Ahhh——" Bai Xiaoxiao was in a trance, put down her sword and shouted.Half squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands, his shoulders were shaking and he was indescribably fragile and pitiful.

The Demon God gloated: "Lan Xize is self-defeating. He has inherited too many memories, and now is officially the most chaotic time."

Yan Qing's eyes were as complicated as a long night that couldn't be opened.After a long time, he knelt down and took out the breath-avoiding bead.

Bai Xiaoxiao covered her eyes, her eyes were filled with green light after crying, and she looked confused and childish.

He was still sobbing because of his physical injury, but he was immediately infected by the familiar scent and raised his head blankly.

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The moonlight seeped out from the osmanthus branches, was mottled by the petals, and fell on the young man's pale and charming face.Yan Qing's loose robes were blown by the wind, and under his feet were various withered thorns and vines.

The young man with dark hair and red clothes squatted down, and the cold wind blew up his sleeves, revealing his blue and white arms. The scars on them were like weeping azaleas, scattered and shocking.

Yan Qing said hoarsely.

"Babai, kill him."

Baymax, kill him.

The breath-avoiding beads allow Baymax's consciousness to take over.

"Owner……"

Bai Xiaoxiao's green crazy eyes became clear. It looked at the breath-avoiding bead with tears in its eyes.

Dabai's heart felt empty, and he didn't look back until he heard Yan Qing's guidance.When his ignorant and confused eyes saw Lan Xize, tears rolled down instantly, and at the same time, he was filled with overwhelming hatred.

A three-year-old child doesn't know life and death, love and hate.

But the moment it saw this person, it seemed to hear the cry of its little master.In the cramped snake prison, in the endless darkness.

Lan Xize sat on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and witnessed all this, wondering what he was thinking.

But before he could react, Dabai's attack turned back towards him like crazy.

Lan Xize stretched out his hand, and a stream of cyan wind condensed on his fingertips. The green leaves in the sky surrounded him. The absolutely powerful power of becoming a god flowed for nine days, causing the entire Cangmanhai sea to roar wildly.

The sea is shocked, the mountains are shocked, and the heaven and earth are strange.

Everyone on the sea level was stunned.

Lan Xize met those young and hateful eyes and smiled slightly, as if saying to himself: "So you hate me so much."

Every thorn on the altar was poisonous, and the poison seeped into his blood. Although it did not pose a life threat to Yan Qing, it still exhausted him.

Yan Qing leaned against an osmanthus tree.

The demon couldn't hide his excitement: "When Bai Xiaoxiao swallows Lan Xize's nightmare, we can seize his body."

Yan Qing tugged at the corners of his lips, feeling suddenly nauseous.This feeling of boredom and nausea has been with him for a long time, his internal organs are boiling and his soul is burning.He desperately wanted relief.But he knew that in this life, in this life, he might not be able to escape.

"We can fuse now."

The demon's tone was full of excitement.She transformed into a girl and walked out of Yan Qing's sea of consciousness.The girl's hair is tied sideways, and the jasper beads on it are as bright as her eyes.Wearing a black skirt, she half-crouched in front of Yan Qing.

The Demon God let out a soft sigh: "Yan Qing, we have lived together for hundreds of years, and now we are finally going to become one."

Yan Qing looked at her with indifferent eyes.

Thousands of red threads rise from the sky and the earth, forming an inseparable cocoon.The pale yellow osmanthus flowers are as colorful as falling snow.

One person's green eyes were smiling, while the other's bloody eyes were as cold as ice.

The red thread enters the life, and at this moment, all the causes and effects for a hundred years since the first acquaintance at the bottom of the sea are connected.

Yan Qing closed his eyes.

He shared his soul with the devil.From then on, life and death were connected between them, their thoughts were connected, and their words and deeds were connected.

It feels amazing to accept the devil.

Yan Qing remembered something Xie Shiyi once said.

——"Nama is another you".

The process of him integrating with the devil was more like remembering all the unspeakable evil thoughts and desires he had.

He couldn't even feel that there was anything more in his soul.

The devil seemed to have become his second personality.