The only way

In the past, Xu Quexuan seldom got entangled in those things that were useless to talk about, and Ning Buyuan also liked that he didn't want to get to the bottom of everything, but this time, it was because of this.

When going to Qiongyu Peak for retreat, Xu Quexuan only brought some necessary spiritual ingredients and medicines, and those brought out from the nightmare secret realm were not rare.

A phantom suddenly appeared in the closed stone cave, it was the patriarch of the god clan in the ancient times, glanced at the possessed person, and said with a sneer: "It really is you."

Xu Quexuan was at the critical moment of breaking through, immersed in the comprehension of the law, completely unaware of the soul body that appeared in the cave.

The soul body suddenly became angry and pulled Xu Quexuan's consciousness into his own spiritual realm. At this time, Xu Quexuan was comprehending the law of space, but was suddenly interrupted.His heart skipped a beat, and he thought it was bad.

"You actually followed me out of that place?" Xu Quexuan swept his mind, and it turned out to be the patriarch of the Protoss clan in the ancient times.

"I was brought out by you unintentionally." The patriarch's expression was gloomy, and this expression was hung in the transparent spirit body, which seemed extremely cloudy and uncertain.

"Learning things is very fast, even the language of the human race can be spoken."

Xu Quexuan thought to himself, after living in Zhushuiju for such a long period of time, the patriarch has not dissipated, so he must have some tricks.

"Why... seek revenge on me?"

"Revenge?" The clan leader didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, and his face was slightly distorted. He said, "Since the ancient times, I have watched the gods go to extinction bit by bit, and you are It makes the process irreversible."

Her mental strength was extremely unstable, and she asked word by word: "Should I say hatred or sorrow?"

Xu Quexuan responded indifferently: "I am not the one who dealt with the Protoss."

"That's right, it's not you, it's this day!" The patriarch suddenly raised his head, looking at the sky without a trace of haze at this time, "I want to see how powerful this day is."

As soon as she said this, Xu Quexuan immediately defended against her surprise attack, but she suddenly pulled away from her sea of ​​consciousness.

Countless silver threads hooked in front of his eyes, which turned out to be the origin of the Dao that had been stripped away. Ning Buyuan did this suddenly, making people unprepared.Xu Quexuan just glanced at it, and the barrier of the Spiritual Ancestry was broken immediately, and the understanding of the law of space came naturally in an instant.

Ning Buyuan didn't know when he appeared here, he stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene with cold eyes.

Thunderclouds are overwhelming, and catastrophe is approaching.

He didn't understand at all what the patriarch wanted to do - the thunderbolt fell in an orderly manner, the stone cave was instantly turned into fly ash, and the clothes on his body were even more important.

The Patriarch of the Protoss Clan suddenly appeared under the thunder calamity, and sent a thought: If I go to the Nine Heavens, can I peek at the Dao of that day, what is it?

"You..." Even if you want to die, don't come and destroy my tribulation!Xu Quexuan got a headache. The soul and body belong to yin. Can't she just say it when she's tired of work?

When Xu Quexuan received the thunder tribulation, Tiandao seemed to find this provocative spirit body, and the thunder became more and more violent.

Of course, at this time Xu Quexuan could only focus on his own crossing the catastrophe, and didn't care about the patriarch.

After all, Xu Quexuan had the experience of overcoming many catastrophes by sacrificing the treasures he had found from various secret realms in the past few years, it was just that such an increase in the difficulty of the catastrophe was still within his acceptable range. Inside.

Suddenly, an unusual darkness appeared in the lightning.

Ning Buyuan, who was silent at first, shouted directly to Xu Quexuan's sea of ​​consciousness: "Avoid the black thunder, and you must not fight it hard." Xu Quexuan also noticed it, but fortunately, Lei Ting's target was only the slightly funny patriarch of the god clan , he didn't fight against it, so he escaped this session safely.

"The protoss are not good things. If you want to die yourself, you have to pull people back."

"Master, what is the origin of that black thunder?" Xu Quexuan asked, even Ning Buyuan was not calm, the patriarch of the protoss wanted him to die.

Ning Buyuan said: "The existence of the Dao of Heaven cannot be provoked. If you dare to offend, you will end up like this. The Protoss was born for the favor of the Dao of Heaven, and they should have been united with the Dao of Heaven. Now they have come to such a fate. No one can understand the reason." gone."

"No one knows? I thought it was Master's push." ​​Xu Quexuan couldn't help but be speechless.

"How can you be so capable as a teacher?"

"Master, please tell me, what is my relationship with the Protoss, or I will accidentally offend the Dao of Heaven, and it will be bad."

Ning Buyuan sneered: "Let's not say that you don't have any divine blood in your body now, even if you do, if you don't commit heinous crimes such as destroying the common people, how can the heavens convict you?"

"But the blood contract..."

Seeing Ning Buyuan's frown, Xu Quexuan suddenly realized that he certainly didn't know the connection, but he still wanted to save face. It would be unkind to expose him again, Xu Quexuan hurriedly said:

"What the master said is, what you want to eat, the apprentice will make it for you."

The scary thing is that the patriarch of the Protoss is not dead.

The remnant soul seemed to dissipate, but it still existed firmly in front of the two of them, and said a little madly: "I have seen the way of heaven."

"Oh? How's it going?" Xu Quexuan suddenly became interested and asked.

"I can't say, you won't understand." Her expression was strangely obsessed, "It created everything, and it bestowed everything on the Protoss..."

Convinced that such babbling words contain a lot of important information after forgetting them, Xu Quexuan squatted down and discussed with him: "Since the Protoss was created, why should the Protoss be destroyed?"

"It's all my fault, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!" halfway through the patriarch's speech, he knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, worshiping God.

Seeing her like this, Ning Buyuan felt a headache, found a piece of soul-cultivating jade, and sealed her up, if he really wanted to go through the catastrophe in the future, using her to block it might have a miraculous effect.

After Xu Quexuan successfully survived the forty-nine catastrophes, An Wuli also survived the first catastrophe, reaching the status of Lingzun.

As soon as An Wuli left the customs, Xu Quexuan thought that he would spend more time with Ning Buyuan without being sent out to do things.At the same time, he vaguely guessed that in the realm of the holy rank, cultivation might not be a matter of accumulating spiritual power, but more about breaking down the barriers above his state of mind.

One day, when he entered the stone platform, Ning Buyuan was calculating the secrets of the sky, a few drops of blood rolled down between his eyebrows, looking extremely coquettish.

After putting down the food box, Xu Quexuan sat cross-legged on the futon beside him to meditate. Not long after, Ning Buyuan opened his eyes and said lightly, "You are a bit late today."

"Master, I would like to ask, what are you deducing?" Xu Quexuan immediately got up, put all the food on the table, and wiped away the blood on his brow with a handkerchief.

"Someone is trying to figure out the secret, so as a teacher, I have to be cautious." Ning Buyuan looked at his palm and explained, "The road to immortality is about to appear, and there are many things that can't sit still."

Blowing cold porridge and handing it to Ning Buyuan, Xu Quexuan couldn't help but start to lose consciousness: If Ning Buyuan walked through the immortal road and ascended to the immortal throne, one of them would be eternal and the other would disappear, the loss outweighs the gain; On the immortal position, they are still separated.No wonder he was asking for Emperor Chengling—but how much could the ending be changed?

"Master, will our path be a dead end?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning Buyuan put down the bowl and chopsticks with a cold and dignified expression, but in Xu Quexuan's perception, this expression was tantamount to trying to cover up.

"Why worry so much?"

Originally, Xu Quexuan didn't think there was anything wrong with Ning Buyuan's temperament, but just because of things like "someone speculates about the secret", it is a bit unreasonable to spend so much effort to deduce the unknown.

"Tingzhi, although the time is out of order and the memory is mixed, don't doubt the sincerity of Master."

Seeing him, Xu Quexuan wanted to change the subject again, so he quickly approached him, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Master, I am right in front of your eyes, you won't take a good look at me, if you don't want to wait for us Yin and Yang Two days later, go to pay homage to my undead?"

"If you think this way, it's tantamount to muddling along. How to sign the blood contract is still unknown. What Daoyin said: "The direction of the heart" is exactly what it is, you and I don't know."

Ning Buyuan pinched the spoon in his hand, his eyes fell on the food in front of him, it seemed that if he looked at Xu Quexuan again, he would regret it.

"Don't ask about the affairs of the afterlife." Xu Quexuan wanted to struggle again.

"Do you want to watch as a teacher, you fall into the next three reincarnations of 9000 million lives?" Ning Buyuan sighed, put down the spoon, and got up as if to leave.

Why don't you believe me, won't stand at the same height as you?Xu Quexuan closed his eyes and said, "Master, at least eat something."

On the stone platform, it was always cold and windy, if it was delayed, the porridge would freeze.

But Ning Buyuan didn't move, just watched the heat dissipate and condense into ice, and said after a long time: "This stone platform has no name, just take one."

There is Qiongyu Peak with three thousand feet of snow on the top, and Zhuixian Gorge below it is two thousand feet deep. Xu Quexuan replied, "Take the name of Master and call it Linyuan Terrace, okay?"

Linyuan envy fish.

Ning Buyuan nodded and disappeared in place.The Devil's Palace is so big, how could he not find a place to hide from Xu Quexuan?

For 49 days, Zhong Liyin finally finished his deduction and erased the traces of the formation here. Just in time, a servant assigned to him by Zhong Li's family came to report the matter.

"Holy One, all the people from the Nan family have come out."

"How many come out?"

"Just one, and he will pass the tribulation as soon as he comes out. He is already at the peak of the Lingzong." The servant said, "This person is named Nan Luoying, and he is the grandson of an elder from the Nan family."

"Send someone to escort you to Nan's house." Zhong Liyin thought about it, took out another set of clothes from the cabinet, and said, "Return them back together."

The servant took a look at the clothes and saw that they were made of excellent materials, but they didn't have much defensive power. It was a bit inconceivable that what the saint handled was a mortal thing.

After the servant left, Zhongli Yin appeared at Qingzhi's residence. "

There was a full table of dishes and two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.Seeing Zhongli Yin coming, Qing Zhi put on a new look, smiled lightly, and said: "Let's eat first."

Zhong Liyin sat down and ate two mouthfuls, didn't move any more, quietly watched Qing Zhi eat by himself, and put vegetables in the empty bowl opposite him.

At the entrance of the Eighteenth Hell, a road paved with bluestone slabs meanders into the endless darkness. No one knows the history. It probably has existed since the beginning of chaos.There is only this way, neither strangers nor ghosts can get close.

"Holy one, you're here." Mei Xiuyi appeared here and bowed to Zhongli Yin.

"If someone knows that I left Sunset Island—"

Glancing at Qingzhi, Mei Xiuyi immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm sorry he doesn't have the ability to spread the news."

"But you probably will."

"Me?" Mei Xiuyi thought Zhong Liyin was joking with him.

But in the next second, his soul was pulled out of his body, and his spiritual power was suddenly swallowed up, and he was thrown into the wronged soul.Mei Xiuyi only felt that he was being torn into several parts, and soon even his consciousness disappeared.

"Young master! You...why did you treat him like this?" Qingzhi watched Mei Xiuyi's body being burned to ashes by the flames, and only then did he realize what had happened.

"And why are you speaking for him?"

"It is said that the Demon Lord is cruel and inhumane, and the laws of heaven cannot tolerate it, but everyone in the world is blindfolded by the one-sided view!"

Taking out a beautifully shaped glazed lamp, Zhong Liyin commented: "You are nothing but a hypocrite." Otherwise, how could you try to escape when you have it, and pretend to miss it after you lose it.

"What do you know!"

"You don't need to understand, I just ask you, do you want Cang Heng's life?"

Qingzhi closed his eyes, and silently chanted something that ordinary people could not understand. Suddenly, countless faint blue flames ignited from his body. Zhongli Yin stretched out his hand to grab him, but saw a silver light flashing on his chest, and an illusory shadow wrapped around him. Zhu Qingzhi fled to the depths of the eighteen hells.

Ten thousand and eight reincarnations in the world have not wiped out Cang Suming's will.

Zhong Liyin frowned. The Eighteen Hells have realm restrictions. There is no Qingming Lantern, and the suppressed level enters. There is a vast sea of ​​undead. He wants to find the year of the monkey and the horse and the moon?

Qingzhi is the realm of the Lingzong, and what he has reached is the tenth level of hell.

"You... didn't die?" Qingzhi hurriedly suppressed the process of cremation of his own soul, found a place where there were few undead, and tried to catch this phantom.

Cang Suming's soul fire was extremely weak, and it was because of Zhongli Yin's unnecessary actions that gave him such a slight chance of surviving.If Zhongli Yin had directly burned him to death with the Nine Nether Fire, naturally this would not have happened.

But by chance, he was thrown into the small world of the heart of space and reincarnated continuously, gradually making up for the lack.However, Zhong Liyin gave Qing Zhi the Heart of Space again.

There is no room for any soft-heartedness in achieving great things, otherwise the success will fall short.

"Time is running out." Cang Suming glanced around, living souls are in hell and they are easily feared, but indeed, they have nowhere to escape.

Screaming sounds were everywhere, as if Qi Qi had received the news and rushed towards Qing Zhi.

Summer is coming, Nan Luoying doesn't know how many years she hasn't seen the warm sun and the blooming flowers.In the Eighteen Hells, apart from the cold dead souls, there is nothing else to be seen. I can only watch the acquaintances die one by one, but there is nothing I can do.

"Son, you have suffered a lot these years." The grand elder of the Nan family brewed a pot of tea for his eldest grandson himself.

Outside the pavilion, a branch of crabapple is burning.

"Grandpa, there is something that I don't know if the disciple should say it or not. I hope it's just that the disciple is worrying too much."

"Go ahead."

"Before I left Wanshang State, I received a message by chance." Nan Luoying said, "Sage Zhongli suddenly ordered a large number of ghost cultivators who can enter the tenth floor of hell to hunt down one person."

The Great Elder's first reaction was that there were still surviving disciples of the Nan family, so he asked, "Is this person related to my Nan family, and what did he offend the saint?"

"I saw all the juniors and juniors with my own eyes... the possibility of this is relatively low, and the pursuit is to ask for life."

"Okay, let's mention this matter when you go to meet the Patriarch."

Every day he came to Yuantai to meditate and practice, but Xu Quexuan rarely saw Ning Buyuan, and when he met him occasionally, he was also cold, sitting in the enchantment he had set up, and said nothing.

Until one day, Xu Quexuan came as usual with a prepared breakfast, Ning Buyuan suddenly sat down and ate everything, wiped his mouth and asked him: "Tingzhi, there is something that needs to be done here as a teacher, can you help me?" Are you willing to go to the Eighteen Hells as a teacher?"

"Master, you are finally willing to talk to me!"

"Don't say anything else."

"Of course I am willing. I am willing to do whatever Master asks me to do."

"Okay." Ning Buyuan ignored the nonsense behind and gave him a finely shaped space ring, "There is a sound transmission stone that can connect you to the Demon God's Palace from there, and there are countless magic tools that can help you escape. One class, be careful."

"I knew that Master cared about me the most."

Ning Buyuan smiled lightly and asked, "Would you blame me for letting you go to such a dangerous place?"

Grabbing Ning Buyuan's hand, Xu Quexuan smiled lightly: "How could it be? Master has waited for such a long time, and now he doesn't blame me."

Ning Buyuan pulled people away, embraced them, and then said: "It's best to find out what Zhongli Yin is doing, the rest of the things: you need to transmit the voice to the teacher every day, follow the rest closely, don't be reluctant to teach device, and..."

Xu Quexuan listened carefully to his speech, and at the end, asked in a low voice: "I can't bear to let go, what should I do?"