The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Nan Xin squinted her eyes slightly, and a mountain peak surrounded by thousands of bones appeared in her mind, filled with horrific blood and resentment.

But on the top of the mountain, it is incompatible with everything. It has a huge sea of ​​white jasmine flowers, just like its owner's hair color, flawless white.

"Where is this?"

Nan Xin, who was stealing Yantian's life, was a little confused and walked closer unconsciously.

He saw the woman in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, still wearing a white robe, with flowing light golden eyes that were neither happy nor sad, like an exquisite puppet, alive but lifeless.

"Den..."

The sorrow and music that affects the soul, the woman dances gracefully, and the light spots like fireflies loom around her.

Qian's body was thin and seemed to be easily broken by the wind, but Nan Xin had the urge to stay and quietly watch her dance or take care of her?

He pinched his eyebrows with a bad feeling, who is this person?What was it that I saw?How could he be so strong?

The sorrow did not last long. The woman stopped, picked up several bottles of wine from the side, and walked towards the depths of the white jasmine sea.

"Where is she going?" Nan Xin wondered whether she was affected, but still followed her.

But when he arrived at the place, he froze in place and saw a cemetery!

Countless coffins and monuments stand there!

"Master, senior brother, senior sister... and everyone, A Yuan is here to see you." The woman's face was still expressionless, and golden light came out of nowhere and rushed towards her.

"The ultimate... ruthless Dao heart!" Nan Xin's pupils tightened. How many cruel people in the world can practice this Dao!

She is no longer heartless, she has stripped all emotions out of her body and destroyed them, leaving only absolute rationality.

"This……"

"Do you really want power that much?"

Nan Xin was used to having no desires or demands and liked to play with the world, so now she had an unpleasant impression of this woman.

But he didn't leave directly. He didn't understand why he saw this scene. He wanted to understand whether it was involvement or cause and effect.

The woman walked to the first tombstone. She was very simple. Nan Xin inexplicably thought of the word "dao zhi jian"?But I was stunned again when I saw the name above.

The tomb of the family teacher——Wen Ling!

"Wen Ling? Emperor Wen Tian?" Nan Xin came closer, but the sudden repulsion blocked her and stopped her not far away.

"Master... It's been 3000 years. I still haven't figured out how you used that last move, Jue Chen Jin..."

The woman's voice was very soft, and she was acting coquettishly between the lines, but when she said it, she didn't have any emotion at all, which sounded very awkward.

She sat here for a while, then put down a jar of wine and went to the next tombstone. This time it was her master—Nan Xin!

"???"

"Am I dead?" Nan Xin, who couldn't move around at will, opened her eyes wide. The first thing she wanted to do was to raise the grave.

Although I often die, they are all fake. Why did you really build a grave for me?

No... Tutor?

When did I have such a cruel disciple?

"Master Nan... my disciple suffered so much from being deceived by you. You said you would never die. Even if the sky collapsed, you were still alive. But I searched both the upper and lower realms and couldn't find you..."

Listening to her words, Nan Xin didn't know why, but a strong sense of pride suddenly appeared in her heart?

The tombstone belonging to him is distorted, and a new horizon appears in the painting.

It was a lonely palace. Nan Xin saw herself falling to the ground with serious injuries. Opposite him was King He who burst out with an unrivaled aura!

"Hahaha! Old man, do you think that the blasphemous statue is invincible? Pain is the soil that cannot bloom the ancestral flower, and this is where you will end up in your life!"

King He did not speak, but just raised the giant sword in his hand. Nan Xin also stood up from the ground with force, and the Immortal Emperor's pressure exploded: "Yantian steals life, refines falsehood and turns it into reality..."

"My dear disciple, Master is here to save you!"

He ignored King He's attack and used all his strength to hit the statue in the temple. The space was distorted, and he was in a country of despair...

"They're all dead...I didn't protect anyone..."

"They're all dead..."

A woman covered in blood was kneeling in the middle of the space. Her red eyes were empty and lifeless. The dark, insubstantial tide rushed toward her over and over again, each time it flowed out, it would bring out golden fragments.

That is the vitality of Tao heart and body!Her last soul is about to die...

"Good disciple..." Nan Xin rushed towards her, small cracks appearing on her body with every step she took. He endured the pain and forcibly picked up the woman, blocking out all the tide and escaping with difficulty outside.

"My good disciple... If you don't tell me, master, why would you be so tired of it? Why did you knock down a trash statue?"

"My good disciple...you don't want to know about my master...do you want to know my true identity? In this ghostly state...I won't say anything..."

"My dear boy..."

There was only Nan Xin's voice in the space. Every time he spoke, his deceptive power was injected into the woman's body, trying to wake her up.

But at the same time, the speed of his cracking is also accelerating...

"My dear disciple...actually...I have really seen the future..."

"I know you are my calamity...but I don't believe...I, Nan Xin, have deceived the world...how could I really risk my life for someone?"

"Haha, I didn't expect it to come true today..."

Nan Xin fell to the ground. He had already walked out of the depths of the country of despair. He could take the woman away from here after walking half the distance.

Can……

He has no strength anymore...

"My good disciple, wake up...you have to walk the road ahead on your own..."

"Your Shi Nanxin...will be watching you from a certain corner...watching you ascend to the ancestral realm that no one has touched!"

As the last words were spoken, he completely collapsed and turned into countless dust just like the original Emperor Wen Tian.

It's just that all the despair in the dust-isolated space turned into a bright road paved under the woman's feet.

"Master Nan...don't..."

"do not leave Me……"

The woman's eyes were still empty, but tears fell from her eyes.

I don’t know how long this state lasted, maybe a year, or maybe ten years, but she finally moved...

The despair in the entire space was gathering towards her, being absorbed and swallowed up. Something seemed to be rebuilt. She stood up slowly, her red eyes no longer empty and emotionless.

"Is this... relatives and friends offering sacrifices to heaven?"

She looked at her hands and said something funny.

The plot of the novel that she had ridiculed in the past fell on her. She did not feel the passion and joy of revenge on the enemy after the protagonist had no flaws or weaknesses.

I prefer to think that I have flaws and weaknesses...

The woman stepped on the few clear roads left to leave the country of despair. Endless power surged from her body, and her red eyes turned to gold in an instant.

She waved her hand, and the pure world reappeared in her hand, but its appearance completely changed...

"I am not an immortal ancestor..."

"I am the scourge of blood in both worlds, eternally inanimate!"

Despair, anger, fear, and countless negative emotions were attached to her sword, but the woman was not affected by anything and remained expressionless.

It's like he died alive, only to be left with an empty shell...