What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

The bell tower that suppressed the law looked as ordinary as this Qingshan City, without the complicated inscriptions of the magic weapon, let alone the brilliance overflowing with spiritual power.

But it has an ancient charm that seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of time.

Qinan stared at the place where the culprit who caused the chaos in the source world was located for a moment, then looked back at Ye Cheng: "Sorry, can I ask, why can't you leave Qingshan City?"

Ye Cheng shook his head and said, "There's nothing you can't ask. It was a bit late when the monks realized Lun's crazy plan. Lun has become a monster with only obsession and instinct, and those who can deal with it ...It only has the same level of power. Therefore, they use their bodies as sacrifices, and after draining most of the spiritual power in the source world, they work together to create twelve source spirits, and use this formation to condense a ray of infinitely approaching The power of 'Chaos' forcibly sealed Ritsu."

"However, this is no longer the ancient period when the world was first opened. Chaos will eventually evolve into all things, which itself is a kind of necessity."

Ye Cheng turned his head, looked at the silent city around him, paused for a moment, and said slowly: "I am a spirit born in this ray of energy, once I leave this piece of land that was forcibly shaped by formations in a complete state, The land of 'Prime Ancient' will gradually dissipate. Of course... If I really don't want to die, maybe it may also become the second 'Law'. But that's impossible, inheriting those hundreds of millions of years ago As the will of the cultivators of the sacrificial array, my lifelong wish is to completely obliterate the 'Law', other than that, I have nothing else to ask for."

Qinan hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "You are the spirit of chaos, so I don't know Miss Xu Hui..."

Ye Cheng smiled: "She is a life created with spiritual power by a senior demon cultivator who sacrificed herself to the formation. She grew up in Qingshan City since she was a child, and she has been with me for many years."

Qinan brushed his hair, didn't speak any more, just continued to follow Ye Cheng silently to visit this deserted ancient city, while trying to adapt to his new body and the surrounding environment.

But he didn't want to meet that girl Xu Hui again on the way.

The red-haired girl wandered anxiously and panickedly on the Qingshi Road, her eyes lit up when she saw Ye Cheng, and she rushed over in a hurry and shouted: "Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng! Why did everyone disappear? Sister Qi and Aunt Su are not here Hey, they obviously never leave me alone to play!"

Ye Cheng smiled softly and said, "Ahui, did you forget? They just went to pick sweet fruits. Go back to the guest room in my other courtyard and have a look. The fruits are on the table."

Qinan: "..." Obviously, the girl Xu Hui picked those sweet fruits.

However, Xu Hui didn't doubt it at all. After showing a clear expression, he finally saw Qinan, and said confusedly: "Who is this brother with strange clothes? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Ye Cheng said: "He is a newly created child of Senior Chi Yu, and I am introducing him to Qingshan City."

Xu Hui suddenly nodded, finally tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Ah Cheng, where is the sweet fruit?"

Ye Cheng said, "It's on the guest room table in my other courtyard."

So the red-haired girl happily ran away again.

Qinan really had a toothache from seeing it, grinned and asked in a low voice: "Is your fiancée always unable to remember things like this?"

Ye Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "No, it was just a long time ago... about 7000 million years ago, Yuan Ling became very unstable, and Lu almost got out of trouble several times. Suppressing it disappeared, and Ah Hui also damaged his soul, and since then he has become more and more unable to remember things."

7000 years ago...

Qinan's mood suddenly became complicated.

This time point happened to be the year when the Emperor Heaven Sword Sect was established, and during that period, the source world was in turmoil because many selfish and greedy monks frantically used the Golden Crow Core to steal the power of the source spirit to create a "false source spirit".

During that period, the Twelve Origin Spirits ushered in several great nirvana catastrophes in a short period of time, and it was not until the Emperor Tianjianmen suppressed it that the matter gradually subsided.

Didn't expect it to have such an impact on Qingshan City?

Qinan felt inexplicably bored, and instinctively changed the subject to distract himself: "Because she can't remember things, can you lie to her casually?"

"..." Ye Cheng whispered, "I hope she can jump up and scold me for lying to her."

Qinan paused and looked at Ye Cheng in surprise.

Ye Cheng's expression was still calm, and there was even a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.But it's very strange, Qinan can feel the loneliness in his eyes that has settled for a long time and can never be erased.

Qinan didn't dare to look into his eyes, and quickly looked away after a glance.He couldn't empathize with Ye Cheng, but it wasn't difficult to understand his feelings.

No matter who it is, being trapped in this uninhabited city for such a long time, and the only person who can accompany me forever freezes the memory in countless years ago, this feeling is enough to drive most people crazy .

He thought for a while, and chose to end the topic: "I think I'm pretty much used to it, why don't I start to endorse now?"

Ye Cheng glanced at him, nodded, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

Qinan went back to the guest room with him, only to find that the sweet fruit on the table was still the same. Apparently that girl Xu Hui forgot about it halfway, and went somewhere to play.

Ye Cheng arranged the piles of jade slips in order, then pointed to one of them and said to Qinan, "You should start looking at this one."

Qinan immediately responded, and stepped forward to pick up the jade slip.

In his mind, with the strength of his soul in the current state of origin, it shouldn't be difficult to read and remember these not so many jade slips. There are more than here.Even if these jade slips are extremely difficult... remembering them shouldn't be a problem.

However, when he penetrated the jade slip with his consciousness, his expression gradually changed.

Qinan hastily flipped through this jade slip, and jumped to flip through dozens of other jade slips, finally unable to keep calm.He patted the jade slip back on the jade slip mountain in shock and anger, then turned his head and stared at Ye Cheng in disbelief: "You want me to memorize this?!"

Ye Cheng folded his hands in his sleeves and looked back at him calmly: "Yes."

Qinan raised his voice a little: "If I can remember all these things, then I guess I can become the strongest source god in history!"

These "jade slips" are not normal jade slips in the cultivation world at all!

It can actually record all kinds of law fluctuations and outrageously complex complete secret lines, and it perfectly blends almost all kinds of Taoism and secret arts together - refining Dao, Talisman Array Dao, Shu Dao, Soul Dao Dao... the complexity of this thing is even hundreds of times higher than that of Huangtian Sword Gate's Inner Demon Realm!

A normal monk would be dizzy for a long time just looking at it, let alone remembering it!

"It's not that exaggerated." Ye Cheng corrected his mistake, "Just remember that the ordinary and unrecognized Yuanshen level is probably enough."

Qinan was almost laughed angrily by him: "Then how long do you want me to recite? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years?"

Ye Cheng: "That depends on your understanding."

With blue veins popping up on the forehead of Qinan, he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "I can recite it, but I have to tell my Taoist companion before I recite it."

Ye Cheng's expression didn't fluctuate at all: "I said it, no way."

Qinan exploded in an instant: "Damn it! I quit! If I remember and go out and find that the Taoist partner is gone, I will blow up all the twelve source spirits and let them out. Let's play together, believe it or not !"

"..." Ye Cheng's attitude softened a little, "It's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that the situation of the seal is deteriorating, and I don't have much spare time to do other things. If you have enough power to protect your safety and let you go out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop Ritsu's power from overflowing."

Qinan took a deep breath, walked back and forth a few steps, and managed to calm down a bit: "Then if I don't go out, how about passing a message? Since you tried to send a message to the outside world at the beginning... it proves that it is not completely impossible to pass it on, right? ?”

"It is possible, but the success rate is too low." Ye Cheng explained, "Things thrown from Qingshan City will easily attract the attention of Law. Its lackeys will quickly track down this breath and erase it. It is basically impossible to let it fall into the hands of other monks. And I can't control exactly where the passage between Qingshan City and the outside world will appear..."

Qinan anxiously said: "Then how many more votes? The probability will be higher after all, right?"

Ye Cheng lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, before finally slowly saying: "I can try for you, but there is no guarantee of success. And what if your information falls into the hands of someone who wants to deal with your Taoist companion... Maybe you will still will kill him."

Qinan's breathing was stagnant, and he clenched his teeth tightly. After a long time, with a sullen face, he picked up the first jade slip again and began to recite it hard.

Seeing this scene, Ye Cheng was silent for a moment, smiled, turned around and walked out of the guest room, leaning his back on the door, looking up at the dead sky above Qingshan City that was shrouded in gray and white mist.

But in the room just across the door, Qinan's eye sockets were uncontrollably a little sour, and various complex emotions were pressing on his chest, making his heart ache.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and finally the picture in front of him gradually became blurred.

Qinan tugged at his sleeves and wiped away the tears from his eyes.

"Yuhong Sword Lord..."

I am sorry.