I have a book of salvation

It seemed like a moment, but also like thousands and thousands of years.

In the world of mediation and creation, there is no influence of the long river of time, and there is no concept of time.

Time and years all depend on Yu Chen's thoughts.

So for him, it seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

But for Chen Gongming, it was a long thousands and thousands of years.

It was enough for him to see the truth, recognize the reality, and realize how stupid his previous vision and yearning were.

It was also enough for him to regain his sanity.

There is no doubt that for Chen Gongming, this was a long torture.

He would see the evolution of the world over and over again, and see that what he sacrificed himself and his beloved in exchange for was not the perfect golden age, but a dark future that was kept in captivity.

This thousands and thousands of times was enough to make people mentally collapse and despair and madness.

But Chen Gongming did not, even though his heart ached to the point of bleeding, even though he felt guilty to death, even though he regretted to the point of trembling all over...

But his sanity was still intact and still did not collapse.

So, Yu Chen looked at him and asked, "Did you see it clearly?"

"I saw it clearly." Chen Gongming answered.

"How?" Yu Chen asked again.

"I regret... at the beginning." He answered again, his eyes filled with endless pain.

Although the torture over and over again has ended, the guilt for his lover in his heart is still gnawing at his heart like a worm.

"It's a pity... I'm going to die." Chen Gongming sighed, "I can't even say sorry to her."

"Okay."

Yu Chen's voice was heard in the void of the mediation of fate: "Although you are loyal to the True Religion, you have no evil deeds except what you did today, and the torture of seeing the truth is equivalent to a cruel punishment, which should be atonement.

So, if you die, I can take your ghost away and say the last goodbye to your wife.

If she is willing to forgive you, I will let you reincarnate into the same family and continue your previous relationship, which is also good."

Hearing this, Chen Gongming's eyes, in the grayness and pain, finally had a glimmer of light.

He looked at Yu Chen, the man he had assassinated just before, and knelt down straight and bowed.

"I want to kill you, but you are as broad-minded as the sea, repaying evil with kindness, please accept my greeting!"

Benevolent as the sea?

Repaying evil with kindness?

Yu Chen was stunned, but he had never heard someone evaluate him like this.

"Wait for death." Yu Chen said.

In the past, Chen Gongming launched the Tianshou Kill in order to kill Yu Chen, and his life span was only about a quarter of an hour.

Whether he could kill Yu Chen or not, he would not live.

And he had wasted so much time just now, so naturally there was not much time left.

After hearing this, Chen Gongming sat down cross-legged and nodded slowly.

"If there is an afterlife, I will never trust anyone again." Chen Gongming vowed.

"That's good." Yu Chen nodded.

But in fact, if you go back to the source of this matter, you can't blame Chen Gongming.

After all, when he was in his teens, he was adopted by his teacher, who was a rape house, and brainwashed. How can a teen-year-old have the ability to distinguish right from wrong? Naturally, he believed it.

So in the final analysis, it was still the scum of the Benzhen Sect... Damn it!

Time passed bit by bit.

Chen Gongming's life span was like a candle in the wind, slowly extinguished.

Finally, it came to an abrupt end.

At that moment, it was as if a strange and terrifying force fell from the sky, draining all his vitality in an instant!

The living body aged countless times in an instant, and closed his eyes in pain and regret.

At the same time, a wisp of soul slowly stood up from his body.

This is death.

After the body was ruined, the soul escaped from it, and from then on, the yin and yang were separated, and the human and the ghost took different paths.

And Yu Chen could no longer maintain the magical power of mediating fate and remove it.

After taking out the Sutra of Deliverance, he would take Chen Gongming's soul into it, take it to the underworld, apologize to the dogwood, and admit his mistakes.

Not asking for forgiveness, but at least saying that he was sorry for you.

However, at that moment, an accident happened.

At that moment, Chen Gongming's body had completely decayed and turned into a pile of ashes.

However, a bronze mirror about the size of a foot flew out from the dark Taoist robe without any warning.

Instantly, an infinitely terrifying suction force broke out, completely swallowing up the soul of Chen Gongming who was at a loss.

Destruction.

The dark flames burned from Chen Gongming's soul, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.

Only a wisp of gray-black smoke remained, lingering in front of the bronze mirror.

Yu Chen's expression was stiff.

——Everything happened in a flash, and he didn't even have time to react.

Then, in the bronze mirror, a gentle face appeared.

Through the mirror, he looked into Yu Chen's eyes.

On that face, a faint sigh appeared.

"You are still alive. Although Chen Gongming had a chance of failing in the divination, I never thought that the chance would come true."

While speaking, he looked at it with disdain. The soul was burned out and turned into a wisp of gray-black smoke from the incense. He sighed: "-- It's useless."

That tone was not deliberately put out to deliberately anger Yu Chen.

It was as if he really thought so in his heart.

The gentle and peaceful voice echoed in Yu Chen's ears, extremely harsh.

At that moment, he felt a burst of irritation in his heart.

——The irritation of wanting to tear the face in front of me to pieces, step on the ground, and ravage it into slag.

"Daoyou, what's that look in your eyes?" The face in the mirror looked at Yu Chen and said, "If I'm talking about anger, I should be more angry for losing a Tianzun without achieving any goal?"

"You have deceived him." Yu Chen shook his head: "He has lived in your deception all his life, isn't that enough? Why don't you let him go even after his death?"

The face of the man in the mirror looked a little strange, as if he couldn't understand Yu Chen's question, and said: "After you humans plant rice and harvest the grains, will you throw away the platycodon at will? No, you won't, so we won't either. The chess pieces that have been activated are useless. Instead of wasting them, it's better to make the final contribution and complete him...what should have been completed but not completed."

So, what will it be?

It goes without saying.

——Kill Yu Chen.

As soon as the voice fell, the man in the mirror raised his hands and cast a spell in the air.

At that moment, the wisp of incense in front of the mirror suddenly burst out and condensed into shape!

A gray-black spear that seemed to be condensed from a pitch-black fire, burning fiercely, tearing through the void, and killing Yu Chen!

Yu Chen raised one hand and grabbed it!

Buzz——

A terrifying buzzing sound broke out instantly, and an invisible force burst out from his hand, crushing the boundless void!

In his hand, the vast ancient gray mist was surging around.

It was the performance of reincarnation!

With the power of reincarnation, resist the terrible power of the incense.

But despite this, Yu Chen's eyes never fell on the terrifying incense spear.

He just looked at the man in the mirror, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his mind.

There was no hideousness, no roar, no hysteria.

But if the eyes could kill, the man in the mirror would have been torn into pieces thousands of times.

"Really... a look that makes people salivate."

The man in the mirror was not angry when he saw the assassination failed. Instead, he stared at Yu Chen with relish, and his handsome face showed a morbid intoxication:

"Will you go to the Fairyland of Yaochi? Well... you will definitely go. It's a great opportunity. The Yama Holy Land and the Moka Holy Temple will not let you miss it.

At that time, I will also go. At that time, I will complete what this waste has not done. I will personally... kill you. So during this period of time, please remember to bathe and burn incense, and wait for the good time."

After saying that, the mirror dimmed and fell down, landing on the ashes and clothes of Chen Gongming's body.

Yu Chen looked at this scene and was silent.

Of course, Chen Gongming was wrong.

But in the torture and pain of seeing the truth with his own eyes, the pain that was more desperate than hell, he had already redeemed his sins.

He could die, his life span was exhausted, and he turned into ashes.

But it was definitely not to be deceived and used by the people of the Benzhen Sect, and then burn his soul and disappear into ashes.

Yu Chen picked up the same mirror.

From Chen Gongming's story, he knew that this bronze mirror was a magical instrument used by the Benzhen Sect to communicate with them.

—— It was passed down from Chen Gongming's teacher and later controlled by Chen Gongming. For hundreds of years, this bronze mirror has never made any movement.

Once there is a movement, it means that the Benzhen Sect is going to use these hidden players.

And the owner of this bronze mirror is the first disciple of the Benzhen Sect. Chen Gongming doesn't know his name, but he is also an important existence in the entire Benzhen Sect.

He held the bronze mirror with a calm face, but his knuckles were so hard that they turned white.

Yu Chen stroked the mirror and felt the remaining breath of the first disciple.

He sat down cross-legged.

With a flip of his wrist, a thick black book floated in his palm.

On the cover that seemed to be cast in iron, there was a human figure tied to a torture pillar, struggling in pain.

Yu Chen looked at the ashes that Chen Gongming had turned into in front of him and turned the page of the book.

In an instant, endless terrifying black light was projected.

A terrifying altar made of white bones instantly floated above the sky.

Yu Chen picked up the bronze mirror and crushed it.

After the brass turned into powder, a faint breath like green smoke floated in Yu Chen's hand.

It slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——It was the breath left on the bronze mirror by the first godchild.

If left alone, it would probably disappear in half a minute without a trace.

Yu Chen took out several extremely precious cursed spiritual materials, tied them into the shape of a scarecrow, and sent them to the nine-story and nine-level white bone altar.

Then he flicked the breath left by the brass mirror in his hand.

That breath merged into the scarecrow on the white bone altar's punishment pillar and was solidified in an instant.

Yu Chen frowned.

Just a breath as a "medium" is too weak.

After thinking about it, he seemed to have made a decision and took out a dark red blood ball the size of a human head.

——Blood of Taotie.

The last blood of Taotie before he fell asleep.

Yu Chen had so much left after cursing the leader of Benzhen Sect.

Now, it comes in handy.

He held the blood ball and waved it!

Crash!

The dark red blood of the ancient god fell on the straw man of the punishment pillar, and the infinite fierce power bloomed majestically.