The only way

The sea breeze blowing from Yinwen Bay rushes into the Shuanghe Valley.Every year, the solstice wind prevails, approaching the Eighteen Hells, and its sound immediately turns into howling ghosts and wolves.

As soon as Ning Buyuan appeared at the entrance of the Eighteen Hells, it caused an uproar.

In the canyon, the wind is like a blade, and a black figure seems to be able to absorb all the brilliance of the world.Immediately, many secluded spirits appeared, and one of them asked, "Demon Lord, are you here to break the rules you set yourself?"

"Rules?" Ning Buyuan sneered for a moment, then asked, "You mean, the sanctified are allowed to take half a step out of the city, and if they violate it, everyone in the world will punish them, right?"

"Just remember the saint." Ghost Xiu said.

Soon, the demon cultivators came after hearing the news. Although they were still at a disadvantage, anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were waiting for the saint to take the lead.

However, Zhongli Yin never appeared.

Ning Buyuan was not in the mood to talk nonsense with these people, walked to the valley mouth, and shouted: "Where are Zhongli Yin and others?"

After a rough calculation, it was almost three days and three nights since Xu Quexuan and the others entered the Eighteenth Hell. They were not ghost cultivators, and they did not have magic weapons to resist the erosion of the undead in the Eighteenth Hell. It was hard for him to imagine the situation at this time.

Besides, Zhongli Yin might be about to achieve his goal.

"Holy One, you are acting like this. You are in the upper realm of Kyushu. Are you alone?" The patriarch of the Cang family who asked the question, since the death of Cang Suming, the status of the Cang family in Qingtian Prefecture has dropped greatly.

A group of demon cultivators and ghost cultivators were still criticizing, Ning Buyuan's eyes turned cold, and the spiritual power of a hundred miles around him suddenly rioted, and all the cultivators in it were affected, and even those who wanted to escape were imprisoned by the space Locked in place.

"The sage is not allowed to take half a step out of the city. Did I violate it first, or did he act like a villain, and some of the ghost cultivators present have no idea?" In Ning Buyuan's eyes, it is better to be straightforward than to reason. , Bend into tricks.

The manic spiritual power mixed with the howling wind here, Ning Buyuan just hooked his fingers, but they were tired of coping.

In fact, there are many outsiders who doubt that Ning Buyuan is acting recklessly here, if Zhongli Yin is really there, how can he just sit idly by?

Fortunately, the spiritual storm didn't last for a while, and Nan Lingyi arrived to defuse it.At the same time, as time went by, more and more monks gathered here.

"Mozun, I don't know why you're here?" Nan Lingyi asked as he performed a peer's gift.

"I said that Cang Suming was killed by Zhongli Yin, can you believe it?" Ning Buyuan turned around and patted the group of people guarding the entrance of the Eighteenth Hell, trying to go in directly.

Nan Lingyi frowned slightly, and asked, "Is this true?"

A group of ghost cultivators hurriedly said: "Patriarch Nan, this man is insidious and cunning, and he does all kinds of evil. Is it possible that you still believe him?" "Don't be fooled by him."

"Okay." Ning Buyuan yelled, "Open the barrier and let me in, Nan Lingyi, now it's up to you to believe it or not."

"Mozun, Zhongli might just be in retreat."

"Open the barrier." Ning Buyuan panicked for no reason, "I don't want to say it a third time."

Nanling Yi saw that he couldn't adjust anymore at this time, so he said: "This is a place for ghost cultivators after all. It would be too disrespectful for Zhongli if the Demon Lord made trouble like this. If this is the case, you might as well take a step back, Patriarch Yin Wen To open the magic circle of the Eighteen Hells, Mozun also needs to give Wanshangzhou an explanation afterwards."

The patriarch of Zhongli's family had just heard the news and arrived, so without further ado, he stepped forward and opened the formation.

The rest of the families seemed to want to argue a few more words, so he said: "Ning Shengzhe, you don't know, Yin Shengzhe is not from my Zhongli family, and we don't know where he is or what he is doing. "

Seeing the wind turn the rudder, Ning Buyuan smiled secretly.

There is another enchantment at the entrance, Ning Buyuan began to break the formation without saying a word, but found that this formation is more difficult to break than he imagined, no less than Taniguchi.

Perhaps, he also needs to light up the Qingming Lantern.

Outside the Shuanghe Valley, the Yaoxiu was naturally dissatisfied with the result, and secretly suggested that Nan Lingyi and Zhongli Yin join forces to get rid of Ning Buyuan.

Since ancient times, no one has set foot on this road again.

Qingzhi originally thought that his consciousness would be wiped out, and he was afraid that he would not last until the end.Now he has turned into a cluster of weak flames, which will linger in this glazed lamp without dispersing.

The No.18 floor is simpler than everyone imagined.

In the darkness, there were a few rocks, a few solitary mounds, and bones scattered all over the ground.Time flows extremely slowly, soaked in overflowing sorrow.

Rumor has it that only those with a dead heart can step into this place.

For Zhongli Yin, it doesn't matter whether the rumor has any basis. The request to light the Qingming Lantern is a protoss who voluntarily burned his soul.

On an altar with a relatively complete construction site, there is an ordinary white bone no matter how you look at it.

Qingzhi asked: "Is this the Axis of Time?"

Taking out the wick, Zhongli Yin took out the remaining soul, and the Qingming Lamp went out.The only source of light is this ray of soul that is about to disappear.

Zhong Liyin said: "Cang Suming has long been sanctified, at most I can only restore him to before he was sanctified, whether it is cultivation or memory. You choose a time."

"20 years ago." Qingzhi thought for a moment, and said this time. Twenty years ago, he still hated Cang Suming, but after that, he became numb, out of life and death.

"You and him will never go back to the upper realm." Zhong Liyin took out a soul-nourishing jade and put the green branch in it.

"Thank you."

"Thank you?" Zhongli Yin rarely changed his expression, and looked at the darkness around him with a little confusion, "The so-called right and wrong can't be distinguished, it's extremely stupid, and it's you."

His tears were about to fall again, but as a soul body, he didn't have this ability at all.

"I always think that everything is good: the Mei family treats me like a close relative, Cang Suming said he will treat me all his life, Ning Sheng once sent charcoal in the snow, and you, let me see my true heart clearly."

Zhong Liyin didn't want to say that the Mei family had known that he was a god clan, and they wanted to use it; Cang Suming had countless concubines and hundreds of concubines; Ning Buyuan was also interested in his status as a god clan;

"Holy One...Actually, you don't have to be like this." Qing Zhi broke the silence.

"What do you mean?"

"The blood contract is not as bad as you think." Qingzhi asked hesitantly, "Is that person the Nan Patriarch?"

Zhongli Yin touched his chest subconsciously, and asked coldly, "How do you know?"

"Guess, in fact, it couldn't be more conspicuous-how can anyone hold their enlightenment ceremony with an irrelevant person?"

"It's ridiculous, you only see that he treats me well, but you don't see that he treats everyone that way."

"Holy One, trust me, don't waste your energy on competing with Mr. Ning." Qingzhi became eager when he spoke, "Master Nan's conduct is very good, if you do more good deeds, how could he not treat you more?" Blue eyes?"

It sounds a little funny to do more good deeds.Zhongli Yin thought so in his heart, and didn't refute it.

Taking out the axis of time, he was about to activate the space magic circle on the altar and leave this place, when suddenly the bluestone road hidden in the darkness was lit up again.

Xu Quexuan found himself communicating with the memory of the time axis time and time again, which made him almost go crazy.It can only be said that there is no worst, only worse.

For those who used the time axis, the fate of those around him was miserable. Of course, those who had a good life were automatically ignored by the memory of the bones.

Could it have its own mind?

Unexpectedly, the dim space array suddenly ignited light again, Xu Quexuan was overjoyed, stepped into the array, but was hugged by a person.

"Master!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get out quickly." Ning Buyuan carried Xu Quexuan into the space, completely ignoring An's family's reaction.

After bringing people out, Ning Buyuan had no choice but to meet the reproachful eyes of the monks outside the canyon, fortunately Xu Quexuan didn't cling to him again.

Xiaobai also came here at some point, his breath was sluggish, as if he had been seriously injured.

Zhongli Yin came late, glanced around coldly, and finally fixed his gaze on Ning Buyuan, without saying a word.He acted like this, and he seemed to have a clear conscience.

The patriarch of the Zhongli family took the lead in saying, "Ning Sheng, the other two saints are here now, so you should give a reasonable explanation."

Ning Buyuan naturally understood that Zhongli Yin had planned to retreat a long time ago, although he didn't know what his intention was, but now he couldn't refute it.

"Everyone, my disciples are in a deep crisis, so I personally rescued them."

The Cang family elder asked angrily: "Save the disciple, Ning Sheng, don't you think we are all fools?"

"Aren't you stupid?" Ning Buyuan asked in feigned surprise, "Up to now, he insisted that Cang Suming was killed by this seat, it's simply stupid."

"You!" The head of the Cang clan was speechless.

If they continue to quarrel, it will really lose face.Nan Lingyi walked up to Zhongli Yin and asked: "This time it happened in Wanshang Prefecture, so it must be decided by you."

"I don't know." What Zhongli Yin said was that it was up to Nan Lingyi to decide, he suddenly thought of the note he stuffed in that dress, wondered if Nan Lingyi had seen it, would he think he was unreasonable?

Hearing this, Nan Lingyi smiled, and said to the monks: "In my opinion, there is a reason for Ning Sheng's actions, and the two of us also broke the rules. Can you allow them to solve it in private?"

Although they were asking for everyone's consent, there was no reason for their questioning, so they had no choice but to leave now.

Zhong Liyin only said "Trouble" to Nan Lingyi, and then left.Ning Buyuan smirked, and said: "Patriarch Nan, is there any time to come to Demon God Palace to have a talk?"

"Brother Ning invited me, of course I went."

Unable to understand why Ning Buyuan asked Nan Lingyi to come to Qiongyu Peak, Xu Quexuan almost wondered if Ning Buyuan and him had something in the past, and spoke for him everywhere.

So as soon as Nan Lingyi left, Xu Quexuan asked him solemnly at Linyuan Terrace: "Master, why did he treat you so generously?"

"You really want to know?"

"Ah."

Seeing the person in front of him getting closer and closer, Ning Buyuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his face.

"Master!" Xu Quexuan jumped on his food like a hungry tiger, and bit his lip accurately, but Ning Buyuan teleported away and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Quexuan was stunned for a moment on the empty futon, and suddenly shouted: "Master, you don't want me anymore, you actually have someone else in your heart, who always abandons you, deceiving people's feelings..."

Even Xiao Bai, who was placed next door, could hear this sound.

Ning Buyuan stood at the door and said, "Don't come near me as a teacher."

"All right."

With Xu Quexuan's assurance, Ning Buyuan sat back down again, and said lightly, "I'm going here, I borrowed half of Xiaobai's soul power for my teacher, and lit the Qingming Lantern to bring you out. "

"The Qingming Lantern is..." Xu Quexuan thought he was almost bypassed by him, and hurriedly said, "Master, does the Patriarch of the Nan Family have an old relationship with you?"

Ning Buyuan laughed lightly, "It's nonsense. See what you said, you don't need to dip the dumplings in vinegar for your teacher in the future."

"Master, do you want to eat dumplings?" Xu Quexuan asked quickly.

"Go do it."

Xu Quexuan went to the kitchen resentfully, chasing his wife for a long time, when will it end?

Since returning from the Eighteen Hells, Qingzhi fell into a deep sleep, and Zhongli Yin put aside the matter of reviving Cang Suming first. The unwritten rules set before were still valid, so he divided a spirit body and went to Donglan Prefecture.

Nanling Yi was hospitable, perhaps because of the signing of the blood contract, every word he said, Zhongli Yin had the urge to surrender for no reason, which made him even more taciturn.

"It's really not suitable for the two of us to chat here." Nan Lingyi's smile revealed a bit of hard work, Zhong Liyin gave him an apologetic look, and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, he said: "I'll take you to the street to play for a while, make sure you don't stop moving your mouth."

The so-called mouth is to eat.But there are indeed a lot of snacks in Yanbo City. There is a street in the city, and the shops on both sides are all selling food, and there are many small stalls on the side of the road.

There are many ghost cultivators in Wanshang Prefecture, and most of the cities only have a gloomy feeling.

"Zhongli." Nan Lingyi shouted, took out an exquisite gadget from the interspatial ring, and made a "click" sound to him.

Zhongli Yin saw that the thing he handed over was actually a small portrait that was indistinguishable from a real person. He was standing in the crowd with the food Nan Lingyi bought for him in both hands, and something was stuffed in his mouth. A little confused.

"What's this."

"The thing I brought from a small world in the lower realm is called a camera." Nan Lingyi said with a smile, "I'm sure you haven't seen it before."

They really walked around the city all afternoon.

Zhongli Yin was originally reluctant to leave, but at nightfall, he caught a glimpse of something under the pear-bearing tree on the island in the middle of the lake, attracting his attention.

Legacy of the Protoss.

Taking advantage of not being discovered, Zhong Liyin took out the jade slip and put it in the interspatial ring. His divine sense scanned it, and it actually recorded some things related to the gods, so he bid farewell to Nan Lingyi that night.

The axis of time, the Qingming Lantern, including the received memories, the two talked about these things in series, and it is not difficult to figure out Zhongli Yin's purpose.

Xu Quexuan chewed the dumplings and said: "Master, I think the biggest possibility is that he wanted to use the axis of time to achieve a certain purpose, but he refused to really use his soul to do it, so he killed Cang Suming and married him." It's your fault, and then tricked the demon queen to go to the eighteen hells to save people, but it was actually for myself."

"It's not unreasonable." Ning Buyuan nodded, "However, Qingzhi hates Cang Suming so much, how can Zhongli Yin guarantee it, not to mention, it's just for Qingzhi to light the Qingming Lantern, there's no need to spend so much trouble."

"Revenge you by the way?"

"It is indeed possible." Ning Buyuan nodded, and then said, "Tingzhi, remember, there must be an extremely complicated reason behind the twists and turns seen on the surface."

"The demon queen is..."

"Nine times out of ten." Ning Buyuan suddenly said seriously, "Cang Suming and Qing Zhi have been tormenting each other all their lives, they are really stupid, Ting Zhi, Master will never force you."

Was he afraid of being coerced?

"No no, Master, I think you sometimes need to learn from Yaojun."

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