The only way

The courtyard is full of moonlight, and pear blossoms are as numerous as snow.Under the tree, Nan Lingqiao wore a moon-white robe, with a full smile, very clear and meaningful.

"I am back."

Don't... Xu Quexuan sat up in shock, feeling that he was in a trance now, thinking about it, he had never encountered such a scene in his memory, and the relationship between him and Nan Lingqiao was at most nodding acquaintance.

Counting it down, he and Nan Lingqiao met a total of three times.Once in the Delta, once in Nanyue State, and another time... Thinking of the octagonal poison Linglong, for a while, he really couldn't remember whether he had seen Nan Lingqiao when Yanbo City was massacred.

"Don't say anything?" Nan Lingqiao smiled helplessly, "There will be no such thing as leaving without saying goodbye."

"En." Xu Quexuan heard himself respond.

"Are you angry with me?" Nan Lingqiao squeezed his chin, forming a huge water mirror in front of him, clearly reflecting "myself" in the mirror.

It wasn't Xu Quexuan from the previous life, nor was it Nanyu from this life, but a face he had never seen before.

This "he" has long untied hair, scattered casually, up to the ankles, with a few freshly fallen pear petals sandwiched between his hair, wearing a pea-green outer shirt, and the overall evaluation: he is not a mother.

"Don't be angry." This "he" turned to look at Nan Lingqiao and said, "When you smile, I can't be angry with you."

Nan Lingqiao hugged "him" lightly, and said: "From now on, we won't be separated again, okay?" After hearing this, Xu Quexuan could see the "affectionate style" from Nan Lingqiao, which scared him a lot. trembling.

"Ah?" Xu Quexuan suddenly questioned, more and more felt that this was not his memory, could it be a hallucination?

As soon as control of his body returned, Xu Quexuan hurriedly pushed Nan Lingqiao away, made an unnatural smile, and said to him: "Don't...don't, we don't know each other very well, so we should go where."

"Yuanjun, what's wrong with you?"

When Xu Quexuan heard the name at first, he still felt a little familiar, but when he stepped back, he staggered, calmed down, he was no longer in the same place, and it confirmed his previous thoughts, maybe Ning Buyuan came up with some strange cultivation methods for him .

The strong smell of blood filled every place, Taoist robes of Mo Ya Sect disciples, the blood-stained Yihu Tower, Biqing Lake... Xu Quexuan frowned, seeing a Mo Ya Sect disciple, his eyes were bright.

"Looking for death!" Mo Yazong's cultivator saw that there were still people alive, so he drew his sword.

"Let's go." Nan Lingqiao grabbed him and blocked the attack of the disciples of the Moya Sect. Xu Quexuan's spiritual power was low at this time, so he had nothing to do.The fire spread, and the prosperity of the past was destroyed in an instant.

Nan Lingqiao said coldly: "Yuan Jun, I will definitely protect you."

Relying on the reflection from Nan Lingqiao's pupils, Xu Quexuan found that he was still the same as before, and suddenly doubts arose.Nanlingyi and Nanlingqiao are brothers, and their appearance and temperament are also close to the same, but Nanlingqiao's eyes are like a deep pool, which is unpredictable.

Nan Lingqiao pushed the people aside and emphasized: "Yi'er, take the rest of the people to evacuate and protect Mr. Yuan."

"Brother, what about you?" Nan Lingyi's appearance is not much different from the present, and Xu Quexuan can easily recognize it.

With a serious expression on his face, Nan Lingqiao clenched the long sword in his hand, turned around and looked in the direction of Yanbo City, and said word by word: "Mo Yazong, do you really think there is no one in my Nan family?"

Xu Quexuan saw the radiance of the soul imprint protruding from Nan Lingqiao's arm through his sleeve, and guessed that this person was going to put all his eggs in one basket.If it was placed in the previous life, he would definitely be very angry when he saw this scene, but now... just like the sentence in the past:

"In the past, you slaughtered Yanbo City, but today I destroy Moya Mountain—it's even."

Leaving this anger behind, Xu Quexuan noticed something he had overlooked before, the blue soul seal appeared on his left hand, right?Thinking back, Xu Quexuan became more and more sure that the soul seal he saw was on his left hand.

It is recorded in ancient books that the same kind of spirit cannot appear at the same time, including on the body of the brothers - the blue halo, which may be the water and wood spirit seal, or the spirit of the law of life.

Before he could think about it, the control of his body was taken away again, and he could only follow this Yuanjun.

Xu Quexuan, or this Lord Yuan knelt in front of Ning Buyuan and begged him to make a move. Ning Buyuan probably hadn't reached Lingzun at that time, so begging him would be of no use.

It was the person next to him who spoke, who glanced at him just now and saw that his figure was probably An Wuchen. This person said some innocuous things in a calm voice, and he didn't intend to help.

"Please, save Aqiao, if I can save him, I can promise everything..." Although Mr. Yuan begged hard, it was only hell that the Demon Cultivator would agree to this request.

The control of the body has always belonged to Yuan Jun. He secretly left the fleeing army and returned to Yanbo City alone to block the sword for Nan Lingqiao, who was at the end of his battle.

Consciousness returns to darkness.

The ending was that both of them died, Xu Quexuan thought that Yuan Jun's death was meaningless, it would be better than another group of people from the Nan family evacuated, hoping to make a comeback in the future.

The cold spring brought him back to reality, Xu Quexuan looked up at Ning Buyuan, who said lightly, "You have met a demon."

"Inner Demon?" Xu Quexuan thought that the Inner Demon Tribulation was really...speechless, it didn't cause any real harm to him, the most important thing was feeling emotional and confused.

"By the way, Master, Yuanjun...do you recognize him?" Xu Quexuan finally remembered when he had heard "Yuanjun".When Ning Buyuan was fetching characters for him, he pretended to recite poems, but he reacted greatly that day, but now he doesn't feel much.

"What do you see?"

He recounted all the details he saw to Ning Buyuan, which was like an interlocking trap, leading him to experience everything he had never experienced before.After listening to his narration, Ning Buyuan frowned, carried him out of the pond, and said, "Put on your clothes."

"Master, do you think this is..."

"As a teacher, I thought that your divine sense is so strong that you can't be controlled by the inner demon, but it seems that you still can't escape."

Don't lie, it's as if he hasn't experienced the heart demon tribulation.Usually, the spirit king and above, no matter how big or small the calamity, may fall into the heart demon calamity, it is nothing more than the difference between serious and not serious.His heart demon tribulation clearly seemed...to put the wrong person.

The name of "Yuan Jun" was definitely not casually proposed by Ning Buyuan.Since that "Yuanjun" Ning Buyuan might know him and use this name to name himself, then Xu Quexuan will doubt whether his brain can support him to become a saint.

A reasonable inference is that Ning Buyuan thought that this "Yuanjun" had a lot to do with him, and tried to test it out, but he didn't respond to the result of the test: Xu Quexuan felt that he had a sudden headache for a while.

But why does he feel nothing when he mentions it now?

After thinking about it, after running the spiritual energy for a week, and feeling that the flesh and blood were much more active, Xu Quexuan said solemnly: "Master, you have really kept a lot of things from this disciple."

"Not stupid." Ning Buyuan chuckled, sat down at the table and sighed for no reason, "There are many things, if a teacher really knows the reason, it's okay to tell you, but half-knowledge is the most harmful."

Xu Quexuan was even more confused when he said this, Ning Buyuan pointed to the seat opposite, and said: "Sit down, I will tell you what I can be sure of as a teacher."

Xu Quexuan immediately pretended to be listening attentively.

"Before that, let me ask you a question." Ning Buyuan stretched out his hand to pinch his face without warning, "Think carefully, who do you think you are?"

"Me? Of course it's me." Who else could it be?As soon as Xu Quexuan said the words, he felt stupid, and then carefully observed Ning Buyuan's expression, he didn't mean to laugh at him.

"Remember this sentence."

Ning Buyuan's thinking always deviates from Xu Quexuan's to a certain extent, the latter thought that Ning Buyuan was aware of his identity in his previous life.No, Xu Quexuan seemed to be playing charades again.

"In the Ning family, the timeline that I saw as a teacher is: the gods are almost extinct, the blood contract is born, the emperor of the demons survives one hundred and eight catastrophes, and the spirits are destroyed." Ning Buyuan was afraid that he would not understand, and added , "The first two things and the latter things are separated by more than half of the ancient times."

"After experiencing all kinds of illusions in the fairy palace, most people will think that the demons destroyed the gods." There is a contradiction here, and Xu Quexuan is a little puzzled, "the owner of the fairy palace is probably the demon clan." The emperor is—is there a problem with the ancient books of the Ning family?"

"Who would use any means to destroy some wrong classics?"

"It's not like the owner of the Asgard Palace would invite so many suspicions for himself."

Ning Buyuan nodded, and said: "The second problem comes from this. The reason why there is such an unstable space in the Immortal Palace is because the Immortal Palace was transferred there by the secret technique of space."

"Zhongli Yin?"

"Maybe it's him or it's not him. There are many existences in this world who are infinitely close to or beyond the saints. They are people born in the wrong era." It's a pity that they are dying.

The five declines of heaven and man in Kyushu in the upper realm have always been the cruelest.

Xu Quexuan didn't worry about the later problems, but followed Ning Buyuan's train of thought. This kind of exploration felt frightening, and he even felt that people with unstable minds might have demons in their hearts.

"Master...is it also your temptation to close the fairy palace?"

"It's not a day or two since I see those two people as displeasing to my teacher."

If it takes a long time to talk about this trend, Xu Quexuan immediately makes tea and takes out the snacks he made earlier.

"The third thing is about the blood deed." Ning Buyuan chewed the shortbread, his voice was so soft that Xu Quexuan's liver trembled, "On the day when I became enlightened, I listened to the Taoist voice as a teacher and got an instruction. "

Xu Quexuan's heart skipped a beat as he listened to the Taoist voice...

"Master, wait!" Xu Quexuan had to interrupt Ning Buyuan's words, Xu Quexuan finally knew under what circumstances, he could understand the languages ​​of the ancient races.

Doctrine is necessarily irrespective of race.