The only way

I don't know if the flowers bloom into snow or the snow falls into flowers.

"Yuan Jun looks at me like this, I don't even know what to do with you." Nan Lingqiao's face gradually became clear, and he covered his eyes with his hands.

Pulling down his hand, Jun Yuan smiled faintly: "Then keep looking at me."

"it is good."

Xu Quexuan shivered, almost getting goosebumps.The distance of Yimeng was uncertain, he opened his eyes, the only light around him was the fire pile raised by this group of casual practitioners.

Pretend to be the same as the injured person in Qian Ming's casual repair team, and attract the group of people over, but then Xu Quexuan also fell asleep in a daze.Fortunately, he didn't become like the crazy guy.

Ning Buyuan must have his intentions for letting him come to this secret place.

Who is this Yuan Jun? Xu Quexuan remembered asking Ning Buyuan before, but he avoided the topic with a few words, and he didn't realize it until now.

"Are you awake?" Qian Ming's voice was very distinctive, and it was hard to forget after hearing it once.

"Brother Nan, why are you here?" Qian Ming smiled teasingly, "Fall out of favor?" He was completely different from the shy and silly disciple of the sect before.

The acting skills are superb, Xu Quexuan commented.

"Brother Qian, did you save me? Hey, what's wrong with me." After Xu Quexuan asked confusedly, Qian Ming pulled him up and walked aside, "Keep down, don't disturb people's rest."

Showing a grateful smile, Xu Quexuan said: "Okay, okay." These people are all in the realm of the spirit king, so it's strange to have to rest, presumably this team is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface.

Sure enough, Qian Ming sent a voice transmission directly: "How did you get into that nightmare?"

"What's going on here?"

"You entered this secret realm without knowing anything?" Qian Ming had an incredulous expression on his face, but Xu Quexuan felt that this person's expression was a little richer. "This is called the nightmare state of mind. Once it is invaded by a formless nightmare, it will fall into an illusion similar to the catastrophe of the heart demon."

Seeing that Xu Quexuan was still in a state of confusion, Qian Ming said: "The inner demon arises from desire, so raising the realm too quickly will trigger the inner demon, which is also the desire to become stronger."

"Of course I know that." Xu Quexuan had no reason to think of the sacred red lotus in his previous life, burning his heart until he died.What is his desire now?

"Don't think about it, let's go."

In this way, Ning Buyuan really felt relieved of him.

Speaking of it, it is not Ning Buyuan's fault. Most of the magic cultivators practice mainly through experience, and most of the magic cultivators in his realm have a thorough understanding of the secret realm of Beining Prefecture.In his previous life, he hadn't been to the magic cultivator's site often enough.

"Brother Nan, you mess with me. Most of those people are demon cultivators and demon cultivators. They pretend to be polite on the surface. When it comes to critical moments, they may not know what they will do."

"Brother Qian, my master is Ning Buyuan."

"My master is still Xu Bansheng."

"Xu Bansheng—Which half-saint?"

Qian Ming rolled his eyes greatly, and satirized him: "The one from the Loose Cultivation Alliance, the one from the Miemoya Sect, you really don't know what to ask, why don't you hang out with me."

"Believe it or not, I'm now..." Linghuang's aura only came out for a moment, but Xu Quexuan suppressed it. There are still people who want to be apprentices these days.

"Don't... let's go." Qian Ming seemed to have known about Xu Quexuan's hidden realm of the Spirit Emperor, and the two picked a direction to leave quickly while the gang of casual practitioners were not paying attention.

After getting far enough away, Xu Quexuan organized his words: "Xu...Bansheng, of course I know, but why are you mentioning him so much?"

"I'm as famous as your master." Qian Ming hesitated to say, but Xu Quexuan motioned him to continue, and he guaranteed that his senior brother would not know.

"Northern Ning seizes vermilion, and Nanyue is drunk and floating." Qian Ming sighed wryly, "Taking Zhu becomes a sage, and floating life falls."

Xu Quexuan was ashamed, did he have such a bad reputation before, he could be as famous as Ning Buyuan.Zui Fu Sheng used to be his favorite wine, he also learned how to make it himself, and named his natal spiritual weapon with it.

What Ning Buyuan is famous for seems to be his whipping technique. Xu Quexuan probably never saw him use it after he was sanctified—the spirit body used it. Forgive his clumsy eyes.

"It's a pity that although I serve in front of the master, it is difficult to see the demeanor of the vermilion color."

"Don't be discouraged, you can make some mistakes, and let your master slap you twice."

Xu Quexuan thought that he must be blind before he actually felt that this person was ignorant of the world, and he shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, what is going on with this nightmare?"

"It's said that there is no form and no form, so no one has seen it." Qian Ming said aggrievedly, "Don't be so fierce."

"..."

An inconspicuous figure was hidden in the jungle, almost blending into the night, and completely escaped Xu Quexuan's consciousness. If he hadn't happened to see it, he wouldn't have known it.Xu Quexuan was startled, and was about to draw his sword, when the man came out and sneered, "Talking about people's right and wrong behind their backs."

"Master...it's you." Could this person be Gong Yue, Xu Quexuan began to worry about how much he had heard, would he silence Qian Ming...

"Who are you?" Qian Ming asked warily.

Gong Yue raised his chin, and Xu Quexuan continued, "A subordinate of my master's surname is Gong."

"From Qiongyu Peak? The Taoist palace is friendly, and I have admired Saint Ning for a long time." Qian Ming said with a smile, "With the help of Taoist palace friends, we will definitely have great opportunities!"

Xu Quexuan quietly watched him sing a one-man show alone, found a place to sit down, and asked Gong Yue: "Brother, do you know where this nightmare came from?"

"Symbiosis." Gong Yue whipped the whip in his hand, leaving a bloodstain on the tree.

"This tree..." Xu Quexuan asked in surprise when he saw the blood beads oozing from the bark, "Is there a symbiotic relationship between the nightmare and the tree here?"

Qian Ming sized up the whip in Gong Yue's hand, and asked with a smile: "Do all Mozun's subordinates like to use whips?"

After poking Qian Ming with his hand, Xu Quexuan tried to stop his dangerous temptation, saying: "If you want to be so boring, tell me everything you know."

"You...actually united with outsiders to bully me, ah—" Qian Ming said in the middle, and quickly flew to snatch Ning Buyuan's whip, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Gong Yue suddenly sent a voice transmission to Xu Quexuan: This person is not simple.

"I said I said." Qian Ming sighed forcefully, "The environment in the desert is harsh. Although there is no shortage of water sources here, the land is still barren. Nightmare tapirs confuse the mind and drive people crazy. They ran around in the forest and crashed into trees. Now, these trees have sucked the flesh and blood of the ancient demons, and once they are stained with blood, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xu Quexuan felt that the scene he encountered made people only think of goosebumps.

It was too dark.

Qian Ming should be lit by burning talismans, why is it so dark?Xu Quexuan yelled twice, but found that he couldn't even hear his own voice.

Nightmare?

The boundless darkness also seemed to freeze Xu Quexuan's thinking, he couldn't tell whether his eyes were still open.This moment is especially like after the effect of Rugren has stopped.

In an instant, he received countless hints: If you don't have desires, why should you stay in this world?

How can there be no desire, he has not yet achieved success, he has not yet found the person who framed Ning Buyuan, he... Xu Quexuan felt tired for no reason, longing to fall asleep.

Ning Buyuan suddenly appeared in the darkness, a layer of soft white light rippling from his body, seemed to be the only light source.Xu Quexuan wanted to be intoxicated by him for a while, but when he took it, he grabbed his collar and shouted: "Wake up soon?"

With this refreshing sound, Xu Quexuan was startled suddenly, and the darkness dissipated invisible.

Qian Ming patted Xu Quexuan's shoulder vigorously, and said, "Brother Nan, did the nightmare take a fancy to you? Look at you, you're so drunk when you meet a beautiful woman?"

"Of course I'm different from you." Xu quexuan pushed him away, and glanced at Gong Yue who was leaning against the tree, and the latter decisively looked away.If there were no accidents, he was the one who made the move just now.

"It doesn't make sense for the nightmare to cling to this person so hard, it usually gives up after one failure." Qian Ming couldn't figure it out.

The first time was not his own demon, but "Yuanjun". As for the second time...Xu Quexuan walked up to Gong Yue and gave him a big hug.

"What for?" Gong Yue's eyes widened, Xu Quexuan immediately backed away, and he didn't take away the hand in front of him, and it didn't matter if he didn't take it away.

"I have to try if I'm still in the nightmare."

Qian Ming let out a strange cry, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and shouted, "Don't mess around!"

The reactions of both of them were reasonable, not like nightmares.Xu Quexuan comforted himself, ignoring the real intention of the hug just now: he suddenly wanted to thank Ning Buyuan very much.

Pretending to cough, Gong Yue raised the whip in his hand, his voice was cold: "If you dare to touch your hands again..."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Withdrew from Gong Yue's side, Xu Quexuan asked: "We're just talking about nightmares, Brother Qian, what is it about this nightmare secret that attracts so many people to follow?"

"If you want red lotus, Brother Nan really doesn't know what to ask." Qian Ming said with disgust, "Wherever you encounter a pool, you must pay attention to it. Unfortunately, this elixir has advantages and disadvantages."

Every small space in the alchemy room of the Immortal Palace was full of herbs, so Nan Lingyi was surprised to see an empty drawer. "Zhongli, can you understand the words on it?"

Zhong Liyin glanced at him from a distance, and replied, "Yu Honglian."

Touching the three symbols on it, Nan Lingyi's doubts deepened. The characters here must belong to a certain race in ancient times, so how could Zhongli Yin recognize them.

Nanling Yi's thoughtful eyes stayed on Zhongli Yin for a long time, the latter frowned, walked to the back of the alchemy furnace to avoid his sight, accidentally saw some inconspicuous ashes inside the alchemy furnace.

"Someone came."

Hearing this, Nan Lingyi walked quickly, saw the ashes twirled on Zhongli Yin's fingers, reached out to grab them and released his spiritual power to detect them.Even though their spiritual power in the Immortal Palace was compressed in the spirit king's realm, it was not Nan Lingyi's task to detect life fluctuations.

"About 20 years or so."

Zhongli Yin quickly withdrew his hand.

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