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Yan Zhengming: "..."
Although it sounds like it is a general, but after thinking about it, it seems that it is really like that.
After Tong Ru's death is the era of the Four Sages. Now, with the fall of Shang Wannian and the aging of Bian Xu, the age of the Four Sages has passed. Before the ten-square formation, all of them had their own vitality, and it was really an era when there were no tigers in the mountains, and he made this monkey the king.
Not to mention anything else, they were so easily exempted from Han Yuan's death penalty, and it was impossible for them to have nothing to do with the rising sect.
Hua Lingdao: "The so-called Daxueshan secret realm is actually just the protective layer of the golden lotus itself in the North Underworld Sea. Once the golden lotus grows leaves, the time of this secret realm will fall apart and wait for the next opportunity to gather around the golden lotus. , you'd better act quickly, take the golden lotus leaf, and take your junior brother out of here by yourself, he is nothing but a small painting soul, with the golden lotus leaf, it can be cracked without much effort."
Yan Zhengming always felt that the golden lotus leaf of the snow-capped mountain was a bit mysterious, so he asked: "Forgive me for being stupid, but what does it mean to 'wash all the sins of the world'? For example, someone killed innocent people indiscriminately. , Is it possible that as long as there is this leaf, those who have died will be able to live?"
Hua Ling was stunned by his question, and smiled after a while: "The people I saw in the secret realm of Daxue Mountain were mostly demon cultivators, and sure enough, you cultivators of the right way think differently - people who die naturally cannot be resurrected. , what I said about 'sin' is not the same as what you think, since you have entered the Sword Art Online, you must have been able to feel it, the thing that is hidden on the heads of the monks..."
Yan Zhengming: "The way of heaven."
"The way of heaven, there are turbid movements, lengths and thicknesses, and when it reaches its height, it folds, and when it reaches its height, it will collapse," Hua Ling said in a low voice, "The way of heaven makes demons and cultivators reach a thousand miles in one day, and it makes them bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty for balance. To be holy, one has to be free from blood. Heaven wants balance, monks, the so-called 'sin' is also a way of its balance, let the monks reap the consequences, and they are afraid to restrain their own behavior, so that good and evil will not end up in the end. catastrophe."
While speaking, Yan Zhengming stepped on the ground with his feet, as if he was approaching the hinterland of the secret realm of Snow Mountain, and those bàonüè winds disappeared at some point.
With the operation of true essence, Yan Zhengming's wounds, large and small, began to heal. He hugged Cheng Qian horizontally and did not go any further. He stood in the same place and said: "You mean, this golden lotus leaf sounds so amazing, but to put it bluntly, it is a red apricot escaping guilt in front of the robbery?"
Hua Ling: "Out of silt, remove the turbidity and get the cleanliness - if you don't say that, there's nothing wrong with it."
Yan Zhengming had an indescribable resistance in his heart, and the fatal attraction from the golden lotus leaf was diluted.
Hua Ling stood ten steps away from him: "The way of heaven is not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs—what is the difference between good and evil in the Dao? It's just that you mortals can't see it through."
Yan Zhengming wanted to sneer when he heard it, if that's the case, what's the point of Han Yuan's five hundred years of flogging? Just stick a lotus leaf on your forehead, and you can turn into a pure and flawless little sheep on the spot!
At this moment, Yan Zhengming suddenly heard the sound of a plant breaking through the ground, and then, an indescribable fragrance flowed, Hua Ling raised his head slightly, and whispered: "The golden lotus blossoms, the leaf that can obstruct the eyes is also unfolded..."
Yan Zhengming was stunned for a moment, looked up in the direction of the flower spirit, and saw a golden lotus that was no more than two hands floating quietly on the ground. It was really close to the golden lotus, but the magical golden light was not so strong. Indescribably holy. The root system is buried deep in the dark Beiming sea water, and there is a strong contrast.
That's right... This secret realm of the Daxue Mountain can extinguish all the fires, including the natural night pearl, because the ice and snow here is condensed by the extremely black water of the North Nether!
The golden lotus stood alone in a thin layer of sea water, with a shadowy mist floating on it, as if feeling the breath of an outsider, the lotus suddenly turned slowly, revealing a palm-sized lotus hidden by it. leaf.
For some reason, seeing the lotus leaf, Yan Zhengming suddenly felt an indescribable sense of awe.
Hua Ling sighed: "This is the heart of Daxue Mountain... cultivator, since it is for you, it is yours."
Yan Zhengming didn't move.
The Hua Ling glanced at Cheng Qian and couldn't help but said, "The golden lotus leaf is like a ephemeral flower, it only takes a stick of incense when it is fully unfolded, and then it withers and the secret realm of the snow-capped mountains collapses. What are you still doing!"
Hua Ling's voice couldn't help but contain a bit of uncontrollable anxiety and urgency. Yan Zhengming was almost rebellious because of his urging, and thought: "The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch, what is the reason?"
Seeing his wandering expression, the Hualing immediately said the right medicine: "Even if the lotus leaves can wait, the painting soul of your junior brother may not be able to wait!"
These words directly hit Yan Zhengming's death. As he kept approaching the golden lotus, Cheng Qian's face became paler and paler. By this time, the hair on his temples was completely soaked with cold sweat, and his fingers were unconsciously He shrank into fists convulsively, and his whole body was shaking, as if he was enduring great pain.
Hua Ling: "Are you going to watch him die in your arms in order not to kill you?"
Yan Zhengming couldn't hold it any longer, he put Cheng Qian down and let him lean on him, freeing up a hand to reach the golden lotus leaf that could make all the demons in the world go crazy.
At this juncture, Cheng Qian woke up.
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The remaining golden light flashed in Cheng Qian's eyes. He seemed to have recovered from the great pain, and without warning, he grabbed Yan Zhengming's outstretched hand.
He was still trembling all over, and in addition to the pain, there was an indescribable gloom in his eyes.
Cheng Qian closed his eyes, and the next moment, Yan Zhengming suddenly unsheathed the frost blade he had kept behind his back, drew a huge fan in the air, and smashed towards the flower spirit on one side without leaving his hand.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Ling wanted to evade, but the angle of the frost blade was extremely tricky. If he evaded, the sword qi would inevitably spread to Jinlian.
Hua Ling couldn't avoid it, shouted loudly, and the strange real essence that was cold outside and hot inside took him as the center, and instantly formed a barrier.
I don't know if this barrier is a practice technique or a magic weapon. Even the Gangfeng in the secret realm of Daxueshan can withstand it, and it is short-handed with the sword wind of Frostblade. It hits a loud noise and travels back and forth in the depths of Beiming.
Daxueshan made an unbearable "creak" sound, and the already quiet Gangfeng surged uncomfortably again.
Look again, there is no leaf under the nasturtium, it is clearly a bare one!
It's a blind eye.
The frost blade staggered and flew out, and was pulled into his hand by Cheng Qian.
At the same time, Hua Ling took a few steps back, and the originally gray shadow seemed to sway erratically.
This change was like a rabbit and a falcon, and it was overwhelming. Yan Zhengming and Hua Ling spoke almost at the same time.
Yan Zhengming asked in surprise, "Xiao Qian, what are you doing?"
Hua Ling roared angrily: "Are you crazy, this golden lotus is the heart of Beiming!"
"The heart of Beiming... What does that have to do with me?" Cheng Qian whispered hoarsely. Like water, "Don't pretend, I dug out this ice heart fire in Zhaoyang City with my own hands."
Wait... Bingxinhuo?
Yan Zhengming: "You mean...he is Tang Zhen?"
As soon as the word "Tang Zhen" came out, the blue veins on the back of Cheng Qian's hand on the frost blade were exposed, and the tip of the sword gently brushed the ground, making a sour rubbing sound.
Yan Zhengming turned one head into two big ones and asked, "What the hell is going on with you? Was that a painting soul just now?"
"Thanks to the painting soul given by Tang Zhenren, but it has been solved now," Cheng Qian turned to him. When his cold and deep eyes fell on Yan Zhengming, he finally softened. He gave Yan Zhengming a deep look, Suddenly, he said softly, "Brother, thank you."
There seems to be a thousand words in this glance, Yan Zhengming has no idea at all, so he instinctively waved his hand and said, "No... no thanks, wait, it's all messed up! You said that this moth was Tang Zhen, and he gave it to you. Painting the soul?"
"His real body is the Soul Eater. I guess he is just acting through the ghostly body frozen in the secret realm of Daxue Mountain." Cheng Qian slowly turned to "Flower Spirit" and whispered, "Only Soul Eater Only the true owner of the lamp can cast his divine consciousness into the infinite ghosts in the Soul Eater Lamp, isn't it, Brother Tang?"
When he said this, the "Flower Spirit" was silent for a moment, suddenly chuckled, and slowly appeared in the air.
The image of a lifeless girl first appeared in the white fog, and at first glance, the complexion and dull eyes could tell that it was a ghost. Then, the ghost gradually elongated, and the facial features slowly twisted and changed in the air, like a mass of mud. Changed, and finally became a Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen was exposed by him face to face, and he was almost in vain. However, he was very shrewd and did not let his annoyance show on his face. He smiled and said, "The so-called ghost way is the way of the soul, if people who cultivate ghost way can only command With a group of ghosts to bite the enemy, what is the difference between raising ghosts and raising dogs? It's too inferior."
Yan Zhengming hesitated for a moment and asked, "You are Soul Eater, so what is Jiang Peng?"
Tang Zhen glanced at the bald golden lotus with no leaves, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's okay to chat with you. Jiang Peng is a ghost. The way of ghosts is wide and deep, and the soul and the primordial spirit can be connected. Refining, isn’t it possible to use the flesh? People in the world are too rigid.”
Yan Zhengming asked in astonishment, "You made Jiang Peng join his soul together?"
Tang Zhen smiled and said: "This is never before. Sect Master Yan has probably heard that the ghost way is a kind of demon way. You can't touch blood with your own hands, or you will become a slave to murder. He was close to him because he was an old acquaintance, and he took advantage of the situation and helped fuel the flames. Jiang Peng was voluntarily refined by the Soul Eater, and up to now, he still thought he controlled the Soul Eater."