Chapter 122 Xiaoyu Palace (8)

Chapter 122 Xiaoyu Palace (8)

Yan Qing also didn't expect that there would be such a place full of mirage in such an ice and snow cave.

He has been alone here for too long, coexisting with the devil. Just counting from one to one thousand and nine can no longer keep him calm, so now he likes to do boring and simple things.For example, bend down to study the shape of a lotus flower.

The lotus flowers growing in Xiaoyu Palace are cold even to the edges of their leaves.As soon as Yan Qing's fingers touched it, he felt frost penetrate into his skin and freeze his blood.

The demon god focused his attention on looking at the surrounding environment, frowning and said: "It's strange, this place always gives me a very special feeling."

Yan Qing didn't pay attention to his nagging, but just put her fingers under the petals, trying to figure out how they grew.

But he came up short.

Because underneath the lotus is an empty fog with no roots.

The demon's expression suddenly changed, and his voice was cold: "Yan Qing, get out of here quickly!"

Yan Qing took back his hand: "Why?"

"There is the power of heaven here, hurry up!"

Yan Qing: "The power of heaven?" The Demon God gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, this is the original power of Xiaoyu Palace. Staying here for a long time will not be good for you or me! Leave quickly!"

Yan Qing didn't say anything when he heard the words, and put his fingers on the frosted lotus again. In the fog, he quietly stared at the heart of the lotus with his blood-green eyes.The petals are cold and hard, like sculptures.Yan Qing traced the edges and veins and suddenly spoke out.

"Demon, let's talk."

The devil laughed angrily: "You want to talk to me here?"

"Um."

That Luolin flower was like the first and last warning. Now, Yan Qing didn't want to make any detours with the devil: "Are you so sure that Xie Shiyi likes Bai Xiaoxiao just because of a bowl of porridge?"

When the words fell to the ground, the devil was stunned.

Yan Qing ignored his stiffness and calmly narrated: "Four years after the Jinghong, Xie Shiyi was trapped in Bai's house, and Bai Xiaoxiao fed him a bowl of bloody porridge. All the basis for your words is that bowlPorridge, that drop of blood, right?”

The cold wind swept through the Silent Palace, and the Demon God fell into silence for a long time.Yan Qing could empathize with his emotions, and besides being shocked, he was filled with deep resentment.

Can you not hate it?Even the last bargaining chip that he wanted to laugh at was revealed by him calmly.

They were symbiotic. Yan Qing concealed these negative emotions and said calmly: "I know all this because of a book. What about you, is it your precognitive ability as a god?"

The demon keenly caught the key point in Yan Qing's mouth: "A book?"

Yan Qing said: "Yes. You tell me what you predicted first."

The demon sneered and said, "What I foresaw was very simple. I foresaw that Xie Shiyi would die in the Sea of Delirium for Bai Xiaoxiao, and I foresaw that I would be reborn in Bai Xiaoxiao's body. But you were not included in my foreknowledge."

The Demon God said bitterly: "Yan Qing, you should have died long ago."

Yan Qing nodded, then looked up at the mirage that filled the room: "Yes, I should have died long ago."

He took out the Nandou token from his sleeve. The token was made of black stone, simple and pure, and the blood stains on it were as bright as before.

All the farce in the Spring School started because of it.

Being involved in that bloody and chaotic plot, Yan Qing only felt miserable and noisy.He, Bai Xiaoxiao, Yin Wuwang, Yan Jianshui, Tianshu, Chengying, you just finish singing and I will come on stage.

Cave, dungeon, hall.Slap after slap in the face, roar after roar, like a vulgar comedy performed by a grass-stage troupe, full of ugliness.

The origin of the story was Luo Linhua, but at that time everyone was assimilated into the farce, which was vivid and emotional.

...No one can see the cold and bloody curse on the token, and the fate that goes deep into the wheel of life.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to touch the mirages: "I used to think that I lost my modern memory after traveling through time. But now I feel that I traveled through time in the car accident when I was seven years old."

"After Shifangcheng died, I returned to modern times, woke up from the hospital bed, and lived more than ten years of my life. Reading that book when I grew up was the opportunity for me to come back."

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"As for the prediction you mentioned. I think it is something that really happened here."

The demon was stunned, and then his pupils narrowed: "What are you talking about?"

"This is the second reincarnation." Yan Qing said, "Let's make a bet, Demon God. I bet that even if Xie Shiyi drinks Bai Xiaoxiao's blood, he won't be controlled by the nightmare."

The devil seemed to have stopped making a big joke: "Yan Qing, do you trust him so much?! You know, back then, Wei Shengzhuang even fell in love with Lan Xize because of a love nightmare."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

"Yes, that's how much I trust him. You're right about one thing, I really have no nostalgia for anything modern."

Yan Qing's face turned pale and he raised his head and said, "Because I woke up from the hospital bed and attended my parents' funeral. Every year, every month, every day, every second, I have never felt the truth."

That lonely and wandering feeling turns out to be not just because of my dead father and mother...

boom.

Suddenly, Yan Qing felt a sharp pain in his mind. He turned pale, half-knelt down, and put his palm on the ground.

The demon screamed: "I told you to get out of here quickly! Go away!"

"No..." Nandou's token fell to the ground. The mirage that filled the palace was like smoke and mist surrounding the token. The red lotus blossomed in full bloom, making the handwriting on the token also glow red.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and struggled to get it, but as soon as his fingers touched the edge, his pupils shrank and he froze in place.The strange and ferocious power inside is unprecedented, devastating, and seems to be able to distort time and space and change destiny.Then, Yan Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, which coincided with the writing on it.

"I would like to become a Taoist couple with Duweixianzun."

The ten words contained all the longing, expectation, greed, vanity, and Yan Qing's life.

The next second, a wave of cold and twisted memories rushed toward Yan Qing.The mirage became thicker and thicker. For a moment, Yan Qing felt as if there was a force pulling him down, and it was about to take him to hell.

He had a splitting headache, holding the token tightly with his fingers, and fainted in front of Guren.

At the same time, in his sleeves, the Jingchai sacred tree handed to him by Xi Chaoyunxia in front of the Demon Realm rolled out.

The first time Xi Chaoyun saw that child was outside the Wangqing Sect.

The mountain ravine is clean, and red plum blossoms are flying all over the sky under the cold moonlight, covering the mottled bloodstains on the 9,900 steps.

She always remembered the look in the boy's eyes as he silently held his sword and looked over.

Numb, confused, and a little wandering in a daze.

The cold wind rolled up his wide sleeves, exposing his pale arms.

He held the sword tightly as if holding on to the last straw, so hard that every knuckle turned white and trembled.

He was sad, but he didn't even know it.Or maybe he knew it, but this feeling was too unfamiliar and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only choose to close his five senses and escape.

She wanted to comfort the child, but Le Zhan pulled her sleeve and stopped her.

One hundred years later, this child became the number one person in the world of cultivation.White clothes are better than snow, stunning talent and beauty.While traveling in Nanzezhou, she heard many people discussing him, some true and some false.After hearing too many rumors from the outside world, and thinking back to the pale and thin boy back then, she would feel a deep sense of separation.

Xie Shiyi always keeps a bottle of painkillers on his person.

At first she thought it was because he was afraid of pain, but later she saw with her own eyes that he suffered the thunder and lightning disaster without changing his expression.

Slowly, Xi Chaoyun discovered that Xie Shiyi would only take this medicine before he was seriously injured and about to fall into coma.

In fact, it's quite contradictory. If it's really so painful that you're about to pass out, then just go into coma, and maybe you'll suffer less.After all, for monks, painkillers are the most useless thing.

But the time when Qinling Black Territory was the most seriously injured, even though his breath was so weak that it seemed as if it would break at the touch of a touch, Xie Shiyi still took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and stuffed a sugar pill-like medicine into his mouth..His movements were too skillful, and when he bit into pieces of the elixir, he lowered his eyes with a cold expression, which seemed to be a normal thing.

So many details, bit by bit, tell them an obsession that no one knows about.

No one knows that the tables, chairs, and decorative bows and umbrellas in the Yuqing Peak room were actually made by the palace owner.

In the eyes of outsiders, the chief disciple of Wangqing Sect, who is cold and arrogant, is actually just a young man who stares at a bell in solitude all day long.

Xie Shiyi's sword is called Buhui.

She once asked why she chose this name, but the long steps were covered with snow and the hall was full of lights. The young man whispered the answer to her, "To warn myself that I will never regret anything."

Never regret anything, so after that.

No regrets if you enter the devil's realm.

The ruthless Tao has no regrets.

I will remain in seclusion for a hundred years without regrets.

I have no regrets about marrying Yan Qing as my Taoist companion.

I have no regrets about living in exile for a demon species.

Bloodletting saves the city without regret.

Even if you die in the wild sea, you will not regret it.

When the news of Xie Shiyi's death came, Xi Chaoyun was combing his hair.

Jing Chai accidentally cut her finger, and the blood dyed her gray hair red.She squinted her eyes and stared at the dividing line between red and white in her hair for a long time through the tiny sunlight. The bright light made the world unreal at this moment.

The soul lamp in the Tianxiang Palace went out. She stayed at the Wangqing Sect and watched countless people's lamps go out, but she never thought that she would watch this child die.

After Xie Shiyi became the leader of the Immortal Alliance, he rarely appeared in Nanze Prefecture.

There are groups of snow-capped mountains in Xiaoyu Palace, and thousands of wind and snow become the most formidable barrier.

She held the lantern and returned to the Yuqing Palace.

The hanging bridge is bluestone, and the snowy plum forest is there.Since Yan Qing moved in, she rarely comes here because she doesn't like the Taoist couple Du Wei married very much.

The monks in the transformation stage have spiritual consciousness all over the world, and Yuqing Peak is one of the ten inner peaks.Who can hide the dirty and chaotic things that happened in the boudoir of Yuqing Palace?But Du Wei doesn't care, and as an elder, it's hard for her to say anything.The eaves of the corridor at Yuqing Peak were covered with blue bells. After walking from beginning to end, she realized that she had never actually known this child.

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The pace finally stopped in front of the stone monument in front of Merlin.

People used to come and go here, interpreting a series of vivid and passionate affairs in the world, but they had nothing to do with the owner of the mountain.

Here Yan Qing turned around happily, here Yin Wuwang wandered step by step, and here Bai Xiaoxiao looked around anxiously.

Obviously at the beginning, there was only a young man holding a sword and watching the snow in silence all night.

"Uncle Master, what exactly is a nightmare?"

A long time ago, Du Wei asked her such a question.

Xi Chaoyun was already a strong man in the God Transformation stage and felt the same as Tiandi, and more or less understood some of the truth.She pondered for a while, then smiled and said to him, "Night, it's a disaster left by God."

The young Xie Shiyi just repeated: "...God?"

It wasn't until the day the Qin family entered the Xiaoyu Palace that Xi Chaoyun knew that Du Wei's obsession was about God.

Xie Shiyi entered the Xiaoyu Palace a hundred years ago. The red moon shed blood and killed the three elders with his sword to pave the way.

This scene will happen again for Qin Ziang.

When Bai Xiaoxiao burst in, everyone was shocked because of those dazzling green eyes.This is no longer the brightness that ordinary demons can possess.

Fortunately, Bai Xiaoxiao was inexperienced and the Jixian Alliance and the Nine Sects were able to capture him.

Just when Qin Ziang was about to push Bai Xiaoxiao into the dungeon, Qin Changxi stood up and protected him with their lives together with Yin Wuwu.Yin Wuwang spoke righteously, dragging out all the truth about the Four Hundred and Eighty Temple, and scolding Qin Ziang for not being the real evil person who colluded with the Demon Realm.Yin Lie, the leader of Liuguang Sect, supported his son and joined the crusade against Qin Ziang.

The nine sect leaders, each with their own thoughts, fell apart instantly.

Just when the Xiaoyu Palace was in a stalemate, something unexpected happened.

Bai Xiaoxiao pierced Yin Wuwang's heart with his sword. The young man threw away the blood-stained sword, raised the tail of his green eyes, and gave everyone a bloodthirsty smile.

In an instant, the whole sky and earth suddenly changed color, and thousands of winds and snows rustled, as if it was a sign before the end of the world.

"Bai Xiaoxiao!" The first person to speak was Jing Ruchen.The young master of the Floating Flower Sect stood up and stared at him, as if he saw something extremely terrifying through his eyes.

Bai Xiaoxiao raised her eyes, gave her a full smile, and said softly in a sweet and gentle voice, "Sister, long time no see."

While Jing Ruchen's face turned pale, everyone in the hall was also completely stunned.

This is not Bai Xiaoxiao, and this is not the dead Jing Ruyu.

This is...the devil!

The demon god ignored this group of people. To him, the fear and disgust of the world were not worth mentioning at all.

He looked forward, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes, and said bitterly: "I told you not to come to Nanzezhou and Xiaoyu Palace, what a disobedient fool!"

The black mist eroded Bai Xiaoxiao's body. His hair quickly grew long and black, his facial features were demonic and evil, and his green eyes were shocking.

The pressure of the ancient gods came down, and all living beings surrendered.

But there are no trees or birds here, so the only thing that can echo the devil is the heavy snow in the sky.

The Demon God put his pale fingers on his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice in the hoarse voice of a young man: "Yan Qing, you can't believe that I am alive again."

He turned around in front of Xiaoyu Palace.Thousands of gauze curtains cover the shining palace lanterns, just like the gazes of the nine gods and Buddhas in the ten directions and universe.

Only this time, there was no one to judge Him.

"I have told you ten thousand times, I am immortal. There will always be a group of idiots who will try their best just to resurrect me."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, and his tone was unpredictable: "Although this time, the speed is a bit beyond my expectation."

From the beginning of the Rejuvenation Sect, Bai Xiaoxiao's "swallowing" road was as if it were a meteoric rise, extremely fast.

Qingyun Conference, Hehuan Sect, Canghai Realm, Floating Flower Gate, the Demon God inherited Bai Xiaoxiao's memory, so he can clearly recall this journey with divine help.Whether it's killing Jing Ruyu or getting to know Wei Sheng Xing Lan.These were all things that were completely beyond Bai Xiaoxiao's status and ability at the time, but he did it easily.

The Demon God suddenly felt a little uneasy.

These uneasiness became more intense after he discovered that Bai Xiaoxiao had sneaked into Xiaoyu Palace alone.

It shouldn't, it shouldn't.

Bai Xiaoxiao is cowardly and stupid. Without someone's guidance, it is impossible to disobey His orders.

Who asked him to come!

A hint of violence flashed across the Demon God's eyes, and at this moment, a piece of falling snow gently brushed his cheek from top to bottom.

The touch was too cold, as if someone had touched his soul lightly.At this moment, the sky was shattered and his body was shattered into pieces.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Three clear sounds came from directly above the Xiaoyu Palace.

The Demon God's expression changed, and so did everyone's expressions.

Looking outside the palace.

Thousands of mountains of wind and snow send one person home.