Chapter 124 124%

Using external power to detect the good and evil of consciousness is actually to detect the killing karma contaminated by this body. If someone's hands are contaminated with many people's lives, the formation will detect it.

Ye Duanhong's Stone of Good and Evil also uses the same principle. However, the Stone of Good and Evil only detects the energy released, so it can only be tested. But if Ye Duanhong did not support the study of this formation, then Meng Yaolan would have to start from scratch to study this formation, and it would take a while.

Meng Yaolan must give sufficient reasons to act, she must prove that Ji Qingzhuo is a waste.

She assures everyone that if the formation detects that Ji Qingzhuo is not guilty, she really has nothing to do with Desolation, and if Ji Qingzhuo dies in the formation, she will also make up for her own mistakes. things pay a price.

Such resolute remarks are the reason why many monks in Xuanyun Sect are willing to support her.

Of course, the two people Ji Qingzhuo knew well also had differences over their whereabouts.

"Princess, I want to stay in Xuanyun Sect." Yingxiu said to Qiu Mingxue, the silver bracelet on her wrist jingling.

"Qiu Yingxiu, are you ill?" At this moment, Qiu Mingxue called Yingxiu's full name with her first and last name.

Although she hates Ji Qingzhuo, she also looks down on her. She doesn't believe that Ji Qingzhuo is a waste. She doesn't have that ability.

Qiu Mingxue felt that Meng Yaolan was crazy, and even thought that a young disciple who had just entered the Xuanyun Sect was a wasteland. Today, she said that Ji Qingzhuo was a wasteland. What if she said that other monks were a wasteland tomorrow?

Although she is conceited and stupid, she is not enough to support Meng Yaolan.

"Princess... But, I can only find my worth if I stay in Xuanyun Sect." Yingxiu raised her head to Qiu Mingxue and looked directly into her eyes, "Prove that my cultivation talent is stronger than yours, prove... ...you made the wrong choice."

"Qiu Yingxiu, do you have the right to choose?" Qiu Mingxue gave her a sideways glance. Of course she didn't want to stay in the Xuanyun Sect, and Yingxiu had to follow her, after all, she had a slave mark on her hand.

Back then... the former Qiu Mingxue, the current Qiu Yingxiu, the slave seal carved by herself.

"I... I went to find Miss Meng, and she asked the powerful monk of the Meng family to untie the slave seal for me." Yingxiu stood at the mountain gate of Xuanyunzong, and didn't want to leave here, "Princess, just So be it."

"Qiu Yingxiu!" Qiu Mingxue called her again, and she was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

Yingxiu turned around and went back to Xuan Yunzong. Qiu Mingxue felt that a familiar black aura passed by around her, but she did not stay by her side.

Demons always tend to look for monks with more evil hearts, and Qiu Mingxue has lost the qualification to be selected by the shadow.

The princess and the maid from Zeguo have parted ways since then. Everyone thought that it would be Qiu Mingxue who stayed in the Xuanyun sect, but it was Qiu Mingxue who caught up with Yin Muchen and the others who left the sect.

A plan for desolation—strictly speaking, a plan for Ji Qingzhuo is being conceived in Yunze Domain, and after half a year, Ji Qingzhuo finally doesn’t need to change her dressing every once in a while, and she can open her eyes. ——Only after opening his eyes, he still can't see anything, and his eyes are also indifferent.

The Dongshan royal family once accumulated a lot of wealth and treasures in Yunzeyu, among which there are also many precious medicinal materials that are extinct. In the chaos, the ghost qi of the earth veins destroyed the desert in the west, and the wild bright eyes grass completely disappeared. Only some hay and seeds remained in the treasure house of the Dongshan royal family, and it was unknown whether they could be planted.

Shen Rongyu took Ji Qingzhuo to the palace of the Dongshan royal family to get Mingmu grass, part of which was used to treat Ji Qingzhuo's eyes, and the other part was given to Xin Yuan in Rongxin Valley as a reward for Ji Qingzhuo's eyes.

In fact, for Shen Rongyu, the things in the treasure house of the Dongshan royal family are nothing, and returning to the ruins of the Dongshan royal family is a more difficult thing for him.

It was so difficult that he had to bring Ji Qingzhuo with him so that he could gain some comfort.

Moreover, Ji Qingzhuo could not leave his side for the time being. Blind, she would be taken away by the Meng family soon without his care.

The Dongshan royal family was indeed buried in his hands. He personally destroyed his own family bloodline. For this, Shen Rongyu did not have the slightest remorse.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Ji Qingzhuo about this kind of thing, he always subconsciously played the best possible image in front of her.

——Ji Qingzhuo certainly knew what kind of person he was, but she did not fear him or reject him.

She stepped on the Snow Burying Sword at the feet of Shen Rongyu, and he flew her to Yunzeyu. The ruins of the Dongshan royal family were in the hinterland of Yunzeyu. Since the entire palace was destroyed at the beginning, it was surrounded by a mist of poisonous miasma. , In that mist, there are many powerful demons, which is very dangerous.

Of course, most of the demons were nothing to the current Shen Rongyu. He held a sword in one hand and Ji Qingzhuo in the other and walked into the thick black mist. Fog, ready to combine with the negative energies generated by human consciousness.

Shen Rongyu himself is a very evil and he is not afraid of this ghost fog at all. He asked Ji Qingzhuo to hold an umbrella. This red umbrella separated Ji Qingzhuo from a small clean world in the dark ghost fog. , there is no trace of evil intrusion around him.

He held Ji Qingzhuo and turned to look at her who was holding the red umbrella. Suddenly, a thought came into his mind from nowhere - why is this umbrella an umbrella?

Come to think of it, maybe just for the present moment.

Shen Rongyu asked Ji Qingzhuo, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Qingzhuo opened her eyes, her eyes were still beautiful and clear, but she was completely absent-minded. At this time, her eyes were more like some kind of beautiful black and white gems, rather than eyes that carried human emotions.

She couldn't see anything. Under the umbrella she held up, she couldn't hear the roars of the demons around her, nor could she see the ghost fog that was constantly trying to break through the umbrella's defense. She felt very safe around her - this sense of security was an umbrella. Umbrella for her.

So she shook her head.

Shen Rongyu walked in front and walked through the ghost fog. He was dressed in white, noble and out of the dust, like a moving lighthouse in the dark abyss, he said: "There are demons around, and there is a ghost fog formed by the rising of the earth's veins and ghosts. Zhuo Zhuo should hold an umbrella."

Ji Qingzhuo said, "Okay."

She is not afraid of demons or ghosts, she is only afraid that Shen Rongyu will let go of her hand.

"Does Xiaoyu want to come back?" When they reached the end of the ghost fog and saw the broken walls of Dongshan Palace, Ji Qingzhuo suddenly spoke.

"Naturally I don't want to." Shen Rongyu calmly stepped into the gate of the palace wall, there was dead silence here, and inside the palace walls, there was also a ghost fog - his masterpiece, he tore the earth veins here, allowing the ghosts to surge up , the dazzling and luxurious palace was swallowed by darkness.

Ji Qingzhuo held the door frame, followed behind him, and walked in.

She asked a question: "Where did Xiaoyu live before?"

Shen Rongyu laughed again, his laughter was low, but there was no joy at all, he just thought it was ridiculous.

He asked, "Does Zhuo Zhuo want to see it?"

Ji Qingzhuo said, "Xiaoyu, I can't see it."

"It's fine if you can't see it." Shen Rongyu didn't want her to see the lonely place where he had lived for twenty years.

"If Xiaoyu wants to go, then go." Ji Qingzhuo followed behind him, and a thick ghost mist surged outside the umbrella she held up, "If you don't feel happy at all, don't go. ."

Shen Rongyu's footsteps stopped, he was stunned for a moment, seriously... Does anyone have any happy memories?

He pondered, it seemed that there was none, but... there was a faint clamor of the buried memory, as if it was about to rush into his mind.

Shen Rongyu clenched Ji Qingzhuo's hand and said to her, "Let's go then."

He grew up in the cold palace of the Dongshan royal family since he was a child. The queen who used to be surrounded by stars is no longer the same as before. believe that no emperor in the world will tolerate one day and night thinking of another outside the palace. The man, and the wife with whom he has corresponded for a long time, so that even Shen Rongyu has become a questioned existence.

Perhaps the former emperor of the Dongshan royal family did have an expired promise for Shen Rongyu, and even gave him a beautiful name like "Rongyu", but... everything was ruined on the night when her mother took the initiative to jump from the tower .

Shen Rongyu took Ji Qingzhuo into this small courtyard in the cold palace. Surprisingly, this was the only place that was not invaded by the ghost fog, because Shen Rongyu set up a defensive formation here and did not let the ghost fog invade here.

Ji Qingzhuo walked in here with an umbrella, and felt that the air around him had become fresh, and it was really scary to come out there.

"Before I turned 20, I hardly ever left this yard." Shen Rongyu said to Ji Qingzhuo, in a tone of understatement as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The former queen was demoted to this place and was ordered to be grounded, so Shen Rongyu committed a serious crime as long as she left the courtyard.

He has been confined to this world for twenty years, so... so... it is not funny to admit the blue sky and the sea in the picture album.

Ji Qingzhuo just turned her eyes to his direction, she couldn't see anything, but she could feel the simplicity of the place, she didn't know what to say, so she just stood there and called him softly: " Xiaoyu."

Shen Rongyu pulled her wrist and took her a few steps forward, a little further away from the black mist at the door: "Zuo Zhuo, you can put the umbrella away."

"I feel it, the ghost fog did not enter here." Ji Qingzhuo felt the changes in the surrounding scene, "Xiaoyu, you don't want this place to be destroyed."

Shen Rongyu didn't realize one thing until he revisited his hometown. He couldn't bear to be destroyed here. It had nothing to do with his mother, and it had nothing to do with his childhood memories here.

Because of other things, he doesn't want to be invaded by ghost fog here, and this... why?

Shen Rongyu clenched Ji Qingzhuo's hand tightly.

There is a well in the courtyard. After Ji Qingzhuo put away her umbrella, she sensed the existence of the dry well. She walked over and asked curiously, "Xiaoyu, is this a well?"

Shen Rongyu came over and said, "Yes, there used to be water."

Ji Qingzhuo stretched out his hand and fished it down. Sure enough, he didn't touch the water. The well was neither wide nor narrow enough for a whole person to jump in.

For some reason, she was very interested in this well, so she said to Shen Rongyu, "Xiaoyu, I want to feel the situation in the well."

"I'll lead you down." Shen Rongyu said.

"It's too narrow, Xiaoyu, I'll go down and touch it." Ji Qingzhuo didn't know why he had to explore the well.

"Okay." Standing beside the well, Shen Rongyu said to Ji Qingzhuo, "I'm here to guard you."

Ji Qingzhuo held an umbrella and jumped down using the air technique. She landed lightly at the bottom of the well. Because the airflow generated when she fell brushed the bottom of the well, she felt the details of the bottom of the well.

At the bottom of this bluestone-paved well, there is a small groove, just right to put something... delicate gadgets.

Ji Qingzhuo squatted down, and in her mind, she quickly found something that matched this groove.

She hooked the red rope tied to her chest with her hand, and took out the small mirror hidden in her arms.

Ji Qingzhuo held her breath. Although she lost her memory, she was able to piece together the lost memory bit by bit with what she experienced now.

Now she felt that she was a little closer to her lost memory.

She pressed the small mirror to the bottom of the well, and it was printed in a tight fit.

At this time, she was holding an umbrella, and Shen Rongyu could only see the red surface of the umbrella, which was painted with peach blossoms in spring.

He called, "Zuo Zhuo."

When Ji Qingzhuo found out about this, for the first time, she didn't panic. She even thought...that's good...here, there may be other things accompanying Shen Rongyu.

She removed the umbrella, raised her head, and though she couldn't see him, she showed her response.

Shen Rongyu stood on the well and looked at her. He looked at her eyes, like gems, similar scenes, similar faces, similar eyes...

Their eyes looked at each other, Ji Qingzhuo didn't look away, and strands of power were intertwined in this pair of eyes.

Shen Rongyu's eyes suddenly widened, and part of the dusty memories finally burst out.