The only way

After searching, after walking out of the palace, Xu Quexuan saw that the expressions of the people outside the ruins were a bit complicated. Many people didn't even look at them, as if they were busy communicating with acquaintances.

His mind and soul keenly captured traces of different breaths, as if there was a great sadness shrouded in the sky of this vault of heaven.

Seeing this situation, Xu Quexuan also sent a voice transmission to Ding Changsi: "Brother, do you feel—the atmosphere is a bit weird? For example..."

"Good fortune tricks people." Ding Changsi said without thinking.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Ding Changsi pointed to a direction with few people, and said, "If we search here, we won't find any good opportunities. Let's go to a place with few people."

The more Xu Quexuan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, he found a spring and sat down, patted his face with cold water, slowly unfolded his consciousness, and went out towards that unusual trace of Taoism.

Countless people surrounded a barren mountain, and there were several hideous sword marks on the mountainside.

Standing in front of the crowd, Ning Buyuan still showed some disdain.An old man said: "Mozun, don't you give us an explanation for the demon cultivators of Cang Family and Qingtian Prefecture?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became noisy, and Xu Quexuan, who was somewhat lacking in mental strength, couldn't tell what they were talking about at all.

Suddenly someone in the crowd took the lead, and each of these people's spirits were high. Xu Quexuan had seen those unsanctified people, but they could fight against Ning Buyuan with the strength accumulated over countless years.

What happened to make these old hermits who may not be born after the sky fall have intercepted and killed Ning Buyuan?

There was dense pain in his mind, and Xu Quexuan withdrew his consciousness suddenly.

"Tingzhi!" Ning Buyuan's voice suddenly sounded, Xu Quexuan opened his eyes wide, and saw himself being dragged behind Ning Buyuan, it turned out that there were countless people standing in front of them.

Thousands of people have the same feeling of resentment.

Ning Buyuan raised his sword to block their attack one by one, the two fought and retreated.Xu Quexuan asked "what happened", but was lost in the din of voices.

"What the devil has done is unforgivable and unforgivable. Heaven will not allow it, so it should be punished!"

"Kill Ning Buyuan, and restore the stability of the upper realm."

"The magic cultivator is about to run out. If I don't kill him, when I cross the catastrophe, Heaven will punish me."

Backing away, it turned out to be a cliff, Xu Quexuan hurriedly leaned his back against the side cliff, suddenly felt some sunken notches with his palm, looked carefully, it was engraved: the way of hungry ghosts.

"Master, there is no way out."

Suddenly there was a voice bewitching him: "Kill him, and you will be the hero of the Kyushu in the upper realm, and these people will not care who your master is."

"Do it."

Suddenly, he found that there was a poisoned dagger in his hand out of thin air. He looked up at Ning Buyuan's back, slender and firm as a rock, and his heart was in a mess.

"You...doubt me too?" Ning Buyuan suddenly turned his head and asked, because Ning Buyuan was already bruised and wounded because of the mysterious spiritual power in front of them that was thrown at them for free.

Xu Quexuan hurriedly dropped the dagger, but the dagger seemed to grow in his hand, and he couldn't throw it away no matter what.He quickly said: "Master, I will not hurt you."

"Go away!"

Ning Buyuan slapped him mercilessly like an abyss—this time, he didn't catch him.

"No, Master..."

Ding Changsi found that he was completely unable to wake up Xu Quexuan who was in a nightmare, but just hearing him yelling the word "Master" one after another made him feel embarrassed and at a loss.

"Wake up." Ding Changsi yelled several times, thinking that he must have released his consciousness desperately before, exhausted too much mental power, and was taken advantage of by the nightmare.

Pressing his eyebrows, Ding Changsi had no choice but to forcibly devour the nightmare—together with the dream he wove.

When seeing "The Way of Hungry Ghosts", Ding Changsi felt as if his whole body was immersed in ice water.Fortunately, Xu Quexuan woke up and hugged him with all his might.

"I will not betray you, nor will I hurt you."

"I know." Ding Changsi smiled lightly, resting his chin on his head.

"Ning Buyuan, don't leave me behind."

"Um,"

Upon hearing this response, Xu Quexuan raised his head abruptly, knocking his head up and down, Xu Quexuan immediately regained consciousness, and quickly shouted: "Ning Buyuan, you admit it."

Ding Changsi distanced himself from Xu Quexuan, but unexpectedly he stalked him closely.

"Okay, let's go." Ding Changsi got up and drew a space crack, "I dare not let you here as a teacher."

The two of them appeared directly in the main hall of the Demon God Palace, Xu Quexuan was also a little anxious because he didn't see Ning Buyuan's true self. "Master, what happened just now, why—"

"The demon king has transformed."

"what!"

Ever since the demon became a Daoist and the encirclement and suppression of Beining Prefecture had been miscalculated, the atmosphere in the Kyushu of the Upper Realm became more and more tense.After several years of discussion, an unwritten rule was finally established: no matter what, the body of the sanctified person is not allowed to step out of the city, and the spiritual body is not allowed to go beyond the realm of the spiritual sect.If there is a violation, the whole world can cut it.

Xu Quexuan privately believed that Nan Lingyi was the most aggrieved one. He seemed to have done nothing and was forcibly grounded.

Even so, the relationship between demon cultivators and demon cultivators has also dropped to freezing point.Yaoxiu accused Moxiu of bullying others, while Moxiu said that Yaoxiu was talking nonsense, and there was always friction.

A child about ten years old ran into the house, Qingzhi got up quickly, and saw Zhongli Yin standing at the door and looking at him coldly.

The house was cleaned very clean, and even some of the porcelain furnishings were polished brightly. The dewy flowers were placed on the table in the hall, which looked like they had just been picked from the island.

"It's a pleasant life."

Not answering his words, Qing Zhi hugged the boy and asked: "Little friend, what's your name?"

"Mother, don't you remember me? I'm Heng'er!"

Qingzhi smiled "puchi" and said, "You call me mother? But I'm a man."

"Mother, you are my mother, my father is gone, and you don't want me anymore, woo woo woo..." The child actually started to cry while talking.

Withdrawing his hand, Qingzhi raised his head and said to Zhongli Yin: "Holy One, it's fine for me to live here alone, and please don't bring others to disturb me."

Zhongli Yin pulled Cang Heng by the back collar, threw him aside, stared carefully at Qing Zhi's eyes, but found that the latter didn't even flicker his eyelids.He drew out his long sword, pointed at Cang Heng, and said, "I want you to light up the Qingming Lantern."

With a slight smile, Qingzhi turned around and walked into the house, only saying: "Holy One, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Cang Heng in the corner was pointed at by the sword light, so frightened that he could only choke.

Zhong Liyin's patience seemed to have reached its limit, his cold expression loosened for the first time, and he said, "You can still pretend to forget that I have nowhere to go."

As soon as Qing Zhi turned around, Zhong Li Yin and Cang Heng had disappeared, only a space heart was lying quietly on the table.It is said that each spatial heart has 81 facets, and each facet is connected to a small world.

Naturally, Zhongli Yin would not ask him to "light up the Qingming Lantern", it would only be in the form of an order.

Put this spatial heart into the small pocket on the inside seam of the left chest, just pressing the blood contract brand.Qingzhi felt that it exuded warmth.

Touching his face, it was full of tears.

In the past few years, Xu Quexuan was very distressed. As soon as he came back to Ning Buyuan, he would let him go into seclusion, and after he was done, he would always be sent abroad, under the pretense of pretending to be a substitute for the master.

If this continues, Xu Quexuan suspects that he will not be able to survive the calamity of inner demons after the forty-nine thunder calamity.

Early in the morning, after Xu Quexuan was summoned by Ning Buyuan, he made soup dumplings filled with fresh meat and porridge with parsley and fish slices, and went to the main hall.Sure enough, Ning Buyuan said yes with satisfaction.

"Master, do you despise me..." Xu Quexuan decided to use the soft one first, understanding it with reason and moving it with emotion.

Ning Buyuan nodded.

Why... Xu Quexuan thought to himself, shouldn't he coax him at this time?

Putting down the spoon in his hand, Xu Quexuan threw himself directly into Ning Buyuan's arms, but Ning Buyuan didn't push him away, and said helplessly in his tone, "Tingzhi, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Master, I am pleased with you."

"Xinyue is your teacher?" Ning Buyuan listened, but instead asked, "Ning Yan, Ning Shixuan, or someone else?"

Unexpectedly, Ning Buyuan would know these things, Xu Quexuan looked at him suspiciously, and he said: "I just suddenly remembered something from a long time ago."

"I don't believe it, Master, you are not the one who uses these trivial matters as an excuse." Xu Quexuan took a few steps back, keeping a normal communication distance.

Taking Xu Quexuan to the open-air stone platform where he practiced, Ning Buyuan sat cross-legged with a solemn expression.With such a big battle, Xu Quexuan almost thought he was going to say something like "because I am your biological father".

"Look at this piece of sky, has it changed in tens of thousands of years?"

Xu Quexuan didn't know how he pulled it so far, so he shook his head.

"In the Upper Realm of Kyushu, since the beginning of the prehistoric period, there have been a large number of talents, and there are not a few who have become saints. Even monks with a higher realm than this have existed in the world." Ning Buyuan sighed, "But without exception, all fell .”

"why?"

"Because longevity is against the sky, and the way of heaven does not allow it."

Having said that, Xu Quexuan can naturally understand that many monks will discuss this issue in private, but since the end of the Dharma Era, there are only a few saints, and it is impossible to find any clues.

"So, time can only be traced forever by the way of heaven?"

"The way of heaven cannot last forever. It has been changed once since ancient times." Ning Buyuan said, "On the day of sanctification, one can listen to the way of heaven. Since then, when an era is about to end, the way of immortality has opened. , everyone can set foot on the fairy road, but there is only one person who succeeds."

"What about the rest?"

"There is no reincarnation in the Kyushu of the upper realm. Although the loser is still a dead end, he can get a chance of reincarnation."

Thinking about it this way, it is no different from the Overlord Treaty.Xu Quexuan grabbed Ning Buyuan's hand and said, "Master, are you afraid that no matter whether you succeed or not, separation will happen sooner or later?"

"It's not because I'm afraid of this." Ning Buyuan said, "Actually, I've already decided to take the third path."

"Is there a third way?"

Ning Buyuan nodded and said: "Cultivated to the peak of the holy rank, survived one hundred and eight catastrophes, and ascended to the realm of the Spirit Emperor——

"

Xu Quexuan suddenly thought of Ning Shixuan, and he asked: "Since you have already proclaimed yourself emperor, why do you have to re-enter reincarnation?"

"This is a deal with Heaven, so there is nothing to say."

Ning Buyuan smiled, stared at Xu Quexuan for a while, then moved his eyes and continued: "If you want to compete for the immortal position, you must sign a blood contract with the gods."

As soon as the blood contract was mentioned, Xu Quexuan probably knew the point was here.

"The nature of this blood contract is a master-slave contract. Once signed, there is no regret. The servant and the master will be honored and honored, and both will be lost. The servant of the loser will accept three reincarnations for 9000 million lives."

It turned out to be like this, Xu Quexuan thought of the virtual image of time he saw in the Immortal Palace, Ning Shixuan forced a protoss to sign a contract with him, it seemed that he didn't know how to sign the contract.

"How many rounds are there in total?"

"These are all reincarnations in the lower world. In ancient times, there were mainly nine realms. The upper three realms were gods, immortals, and spirits; the middle three realms were human, demon, and sea; and the lower three realms were demons, ghosts, and beasts. Later, all races declined, except for the human race, leaving only the three realms of Shura, evil spirits, and beasts."

Ning Buyuan took Xu Quexuan's left hand away from his body, lifted it up, and said: "In the past, I thought you were Yuan Jun, but I don't know why you didn't have the aura of the gods. Later, I found the real Yuanjun. Jun, I wanted to fall in love with you unscrupulously."

"But the soul, only the descendants of the gods can have it, as a teacher, you can't take this risk."

The source of the soul is actually like this, Xu Quexuan frowned, and asked: "Ning Yan, Nan Lingyi, they all..."

"They only have the invisible blood of the Protoss. As for you." Ning Buyuan rubbed the center of his brows, "This is a very complicated matter. It is related to the decline and remnants of the Protoss, so I won't mention it as a teacher."

Not to mention complicated?

Xu Quexuan still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Ning Buyuan: "In short, before the overall situation is settled, don't get too close to your teacher."

"Master!" Xu Quexuan thought to himself, what kind of thing is this, he can't do it even if he wants to have sex with Ning Buyuan.

"The patience of a teacher is limited, don't tease me anymore." Ning Buyuan stood up, as if he was terrified of Xu Quexuan's contact with him again, "Think about the demon queen Qingzhi, after her death, she will be a beast for 9000 million lifetimes."

Staring at the place where Ning Buyuan disappeared, Xu Quexuan sighed helplessly: Who will the heaven spare?

Although they knew that Ning Buyuan was connected with him (one-sided opinion), but because of the "blood contract" whose existence was not clear, they could only maintain the deep relationship between master and apprentice, and could not go any further.

The power and usefulness of the time spirit are too unstable, Xu Quexuan even really doubts that it can rewrite history.

Perhaps, Ning Yan himself has nothing to do with Ning Buyuan, but the distorted time has changed all of this. The memory that Ning Buyuan "suddenly remembered" was imposed after the history was changed.

Then if he goes back to the past and kills his parents before he was born... everything can only be reductive.

After several years of contact, he has initially been able to use the soul to pause the time in one area.The incident of traveling through time without warning has never happened again, but I can't be careless.

After knotting the knot in his heart, Xu Quexuan can prepare for his first catastrophe in this life.Forty-nine thunder calamities, each calamity needs to be dealt with with all strength, and no demons will arise.

Walking to the top of Qiongyu Peak, Ning Buyuan said lightly: "Retreat here, my teacher will protect the Dharma for you."

"Thank you, Master." Xu Quexuan silently added in his heart, thank you lady.