Waste wood knows everything

It is absolutely impossible to tell the truth. In the current situation, Siran guarantees that if he dares to speak out, the next second will be the rhythm of blood splashing Xian Yunzong.

"Ah, actually... I'm... admiration, yes, admiration!" Siran used all his acting skills in his life, his eyes were sincere, his eyes were sincere, and his tone was like reciting poetry.

In fact, he actually composed a song on the spot, suppressing his shame, holding the idea that as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing thing is Si Xingfeng: "500 years, ah, what a long period of time, this is What a difficult journey, this is a double test of body and mind, this is a joint struggle of soul and body..."

Speaking of the latter, the voice gradually decreased.

Because Si Xingfeng looked at him a little like killing people.

Siran rubbed his nose, thinking that it's better to kill as long as it looks like, it's better than actually do it. I hope this little poem that I wrote can successfully confuse this paragraph.

He coughed lightly twice, but he really felt a little bit puzzled because of the previous little poem.

Si Xingfeng is also courageous, if he can prepare for the Blood Qi Curse for 500 years, isn't he afraid that after he is ready, he will not find the fragments of the fairy ladder, and he will come to a bamboo basket to fetch water in vain?

【Even if they find it, it's still nothing.】 Baoshu is proud and begging for praise, 【Thanks to me!How about it! 】

Siran smiled in his heart, and asked the question in his heart: "Aren't you afraid that you won't find the fragments of the fairy ladder? You see, when you found me, I was already six years old, right? The death of a mortal child The rate is already high, if I die halfway, wouldn't your preparation be in vain?"

The word "prepare in vain" seemed to prick a certain nerve in Si Xingfeng, his eyes suddenly became stern, and he paused word by word: "Prepare in vain? What preparation in vain? Remember it for me, I made it! I'm done! Soon I'll be able to fuse the fragments of the fairy ladder! I'm going to be a fairy!—do you understand?"

Siran nodded hurriedly: "Understood, understood! I understand very well! You will be able to ascend to heaven in a second!"

Mommy, this person's obsession has become a demon. I'm afraid, I'd better wait for Yun Mo to break the formation, otherwise he will go crazy on the spot.

Si Xingfeng stared at Siran gloomily for a long time, and Siran let him look at him calmly and serenely.

After a while, Si Xingfeng finally recovered from that weird state, and warned: "You have to know one thing, I was never looking for you, but the fragments of the fairy ladder... The fragments of the fairy ladder are already Existing in the world, I have my own way to find it. I also said that the fate of people is different... Look, didn’t I just find it?”

Siran nodded, expressing his full agreement: "That's right."

For example, you are so pitiful that you are about to experience the biggest blow in your life.

Si Xingfeng seemed quite satisfied with his words, and his expression was finally not so murderous.

Siran rolled his eyes in his heart, glanced at Yun Mo from the corner of his eye, and realized that he was still looking for an opportunity, so he changed his direction again, looked at the column area where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and squinted his eyes to look around.

Gu Ling was not seen.

Suddenly he didn't believe in evil, so he searched again, but he still couldn't see Gu Ling. He couldn't help recalling the pile of puppets that the elders had cut off before, and wondered in horror, could Gu Ling be among the pile of puppets? Bar?

Si Ran's face really changed at this moment, Si Xingfeng felt that his expression at this time was much more real, so he asked with great interest: "What are you thinking?"

Siran quickly denied his terrible guess in his heart. He collected himself and tried to keep his tone normal: "Among the people you captured, is there any Gu Ling? It was in the Xianyun Sect that he often talked with me— —”

Si Xingfeng smiled: "I know."

After a sudden pause: "What?"

"Let me tell you, I know Gu Ling." Si Xingfeng's expression at this time was a little joyful, "I want to ask you a question. Did you come here to rescue Yun Xinzhi with Jianzong? Or was it because of Gu Ling?" What about Ling's distress message?"

How did Si Xingfeng know that Gu Ling sent a distress message?

Did he do it on purpose, using Gu Ling to lure him over?Does this mean that Gu Ling is actually fine for the time being?

Siran paused for a moment, and said honestly: "Both, these two things are the reasons for my coming."

Si Xingfeng seemed satisfied with the answer. He clapped his hands lightly, and the secret door at the end of the hall opened again. The smoothness of this secret door was obviously not as good as that of the main door. There was a rough rumble.

The voice echoed in the hall, and Si Xingfeng said slowly: "So, I specially made him and put it next to you. Apart from assisting in the completion of the blood curse, it is not useless."

--what?

Si Ran was taken aback for a moment, and in a short time he felt a little confused about what Si Xingfeng said, but he soon realized the meaning implied in this sentence, and his pupils shrank violently.

He opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. Countless thoughts in his mind were mixed together, like a ball of wool that couldn't find an end. His eyelashes trembled very slightly, and finally he only said: " Gu...Ling?"

Accompanied by his slight whisper, a person slowly walked over from the secret door, with well-tied black hair, dressed in the costume of a disciple of Jianzong, with a familiar long sword on his waist, his eyes were dull, and his movements were a little awkward. Very sluggish.

It's Gu Ling.

Si Ran looked at Gu Ling's eyes that seemed to be covered with a veil, and suddenly felt that he had traveled through more than ten years of time, and saw Gu Ling's dull and stunned appearance when he first met.

Si Xingfeng walked to Gu Ling's side, stroked Gu Ling's chin with his pale fingers, and nodded slightly, his eyes were clearly looking at a satisfactory work.

After a while, he moved his chin a little bit behind Gu Ling's ear, pressed his fingers firmly on a certain place, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Accompanied by an almost inaudible click sound, a square crack opened on the side of Gu Ling's right skull, and a space like a drawer protruded from it.

Si Xingfeng pinched out a square red stone with two fingers, his eyes fascinated.

"It's such a beautiful color." He looked at the bloodstone in his palm with fascinated eyes. He carefully stroked the smooth surface of the bloodstone with his fingertips. "It's so beautiful..."

During the time when Si Xingfeng fell into his own fantasy and intoxication again, Si Ran's eyes kept on Gu Ling.

After a short period of shock, his thoughts quickly cleared up and started to work. From the scenes that Hongchenyu showed that were a bit unusual when he thought about it back then, to the scene where Si Xingfeng took out the bloodstone from Gu Ling's body, and Gu Ling Now it seems that it is obviously a manifestation of losing self-awareness, and various clues are interspersed at this moment.

After a long time, Siran looked away, and said in a muffled voice, "So you... sent Gu Ling to the Twelve Peaks?"

Si Xingfeng pulled away from his admiration for the blood stone, and smiled: "Pai? That's right, but I prefer to call it 'Fang', I created him and put him by your side, you Look, don't you get along pretty well? This blood stone needs to stay within one kilometer of the Blood Qi Curse on your body, it seems that Gu Ling has fulfilled my request very well."

Siran said: "Then why don't you just lock me up and put a bloodstone next to it? It's more convenient, quicker, and worry-free, and you don't need to bother to ask Jianzong to protect me. If I die, wouldn't it be a credit?" -"

Thinking of Si Xingfeng's morbid paranoia, the words "fall short of success" were still swallowed by Si Ran.

"You really don't understand the Blood Qi Curse at all, but it's normal," Si Xingfeng, who was holding the blood stone in his hand, was obviously in a good mood, "The Blood Qi Curse is a living existence, whether it's the spell The pattern, or the blood stone, both require a clean and uncontrolled body, and... a soul that doesn't know about it. The Blood Curse already implies the existence of rules. If it weren't for the existence of these restrictions, your previous proposal, I Already did that."

Siran: "..."

Is there something wrong in your cultivation world?Why is there such a mysterious thing?

However, Si Xingfeng was right in saying that Si Ran really didn't know much about the Xue Qi Curse, at most he had a deep understanding of how to break the curse.

At the beginning, the treasure book gave only a few pieces of knowledge, and any more would have to be exchanged with spiritual power. After he undid the curse, he didn't bother to continue to understand this stuff.

"You said... you didn't know?" Siran asked suddenly, "Is Gu Ling also ignorant? Isn't this what you asked him to do? ——No, you said that Gu Ling was made by you... he Is it a puppet? Can a puppet have a soul?"

Si Xingfeng gently folded his palms together, as if a little bored: "Quiet, I don't want to listen to you now."

Siran calmly closed his mouth, he sensed the spiritual power in his body, after the operation of sharing the vision with Yun Mo just now, it has basically bottomed out, and if there is less, he has to shut down the phone.

He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, gently held Yun Mo's hand, and looked ahead, but he kept giving Yun Mo winks from the corner of his eye.

Charge!

Awow charge!

Baoshu was left speechless by Si Ran's winking expression: [With your way of winking, if Yun Mo can see what you mean, I'll take your last name—]

As soon as this line of words was displayed, Yun Mo, who couldn't see the slightest change in his expression, held Siran's right wrist instead, and instantly a pure spiritual power was injected into Siran's body.

Baoshu remained silent, calmly doing a self-cultivation of using electrical appliances, and began to block spiritual power.

"Good boy, I'll call you Si Shu from now on," Siran patted the cover of the precious book in his mind, "Don't smoke too much, once you get it done, just see how much you can get in exchange for Gu Ling—no, it has something to do with Si Xingfeng creating puppets like Gu Ling."

Baoshu: [Hey, counting your friendship price, Gu Ling is actually a kind of living puppet, but unlike the bunch of zombies in Xianyunzong before, his body is made of acquired materials, and his soul is a puppet. It is extracted from the living body by a special method, placed in a soul cage, and then placed in the forged body to become this special puppet. 】

Baoshu sighed: [This kind of puppet is no different from ordinary people, it also has self-awareness, can grow, and even produce various emotions, but his soul is stored in the soul cage after all, and the soul cage is a kind of For things that specifically limit the puppet's consciousness, the creator can issue instructions in the soul cage, and this instruction will be deeply rooted in the puppet's heart like common sense deeply rooted in the mind. 】

Siran's heart tightened: "What instructions did Si Xingfeng give Gu Ling?"

Treasure book: [One is the 'do not disobey his orders' routinely used to restrict puppets, and the other is related to the bloodstone. When the bloodstone is formed, do not leave your side. After the bloodstone is formed, every six months Get in touch with you once. 】

After a sudden pause: "That is to say——"

He stopped, not knowing how to express his inner thoughts, Baoshu kindly helped him make up for it.

[That's right, that is to say, except for these two items, all Gu Ling's actions are based on his true inner thoughts. He chose to be friends with you, and he also sincerely. 】

Siran raised his eyes, looked at Gu Ling's dull eyes, and asked, "Then what's going on with him now?"

The treasure book displayed a long series of ellipsis: […]

"What's the matter?" Siran was a little upset by the string of ellipsis in Baoshu, "Could it be that Gu Ling now—"

Baoshu said sincerely: [Sorry, the battery is out. 】

Siran: "..."

Baoshu: [Oh, don't be like this, I told you that this is already a friendship price, a friendship price, look at what I told you, which one is not advanced knowledge, and it is not my fault that the power consumption is fast. 】

Siran calmly and slowly took in a breath, and then let it out deeply, determined to go to the fleece of Si Xingfeng: "What's going on with Gu Ling now?"

After a period of silence, Si Xingfeng's patience seemed to return a little bit, and he put a hand on Gu Ling's shoulder: "I thought you would ask... What does it mean when I made his sentence?" Well. But you can think about it, I will only answer you one more question, if you ask this, you will never know what Gu Ling is... "

Siran: "..."

You are the fucking thing.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to calmly say: "Well, I'm just asking this, can you tell me?"

Si Xingfeng squinted his eyes, he was a little disappointed that he didn't see the struggling expression on Si Ran's face.

"Gu Ling, he is like this now, it's very simple, I just temporarily suppressed his consciousness." Si Xingfeng was a little uninterested, "I don't know if something went wrong with the first successful puppet, but he dared to There's no way to betray me, I'm thinking...whether to erase his consciousness or not."

Siran was taken aback: "What?"

"I put him by your side. I originally thought that after the completion of the Blood Qi Curse, I would let him bring you here." Si Xingfeng was a little satisfied with Si Ran's expression at this time, and said more like alms A few words, "Speaking of which, the timing of some things is really unlucky. The Blood Qi Curse was completed in your year, but my body couldn't hold it anymore, so I had to spend some time retreating to recuperate..."

"It's a pity that I haven't cultivated many confidantes in Xianyunzong during this time, so I can only ask Jianzong to protect you, lest you die-of course, I know you will take Gu Ling with you."

He glanced at Gu Ling and shook his head: "After I left the customs, I asked Gu Ling to lead you out of Jianzong several times. He was strange, and he didn't agree anyway. Fortunately, I placed a teleportation on him at that time." Formation, temporarily sent him here... Tell me, wouldn't it be better to remake this disobedient puppet?"

Si Xingfeng smiled, as if he was really asking Si Ran for his opinion.

Si Ran was disturbed by Si Xingfeng's words, and his mind was confused again for a moment. Gu Ling...Gu Ling was suppressed by Si Xingfeng because he rejected Si Xingfeng's request, and might even erase his consciousness ?

He couldn't help but glanced at Gu Ling again. Gu Ling stood there quietly, with his hands neatly attached to his sides, like a dummy, never moving a muscle, never blinking a pair of eyes...

No, Gu Ling's body is indeed not a real human being, but he has an uncontrolled and free soul.

Siran asked Baoshu: "Is there a way to bring Gu Ling back to normal?"

Baoshu: [A search engine without electricity won't work! 】

Si Ran paused for a moment, and saw another line of words displayed in the treasure book: [But the treasure book without electricity can guarantee that everything can be solved! 】

Si Ran felt relieved, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At this moment, Si Xingfeng's tone suddenly changed, as if he couldn't bear the excitement he had suppressed for a long time, he said in a low voice: "The time has finally come..."

At this moment, when the sun was sinking below the horizon and the last ray of daylight was gone, the smooth activation of the Blood Qi Curse and even the most evil things had to be at night.

The smile on Si Xingfeng's face grew bigger and bigger, his whole body trembled with ecstasy and excitement, his spiritual power fluctuated up and down like a K-line chart of the stock market, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into the blood stone without money, so Most of them were scattered in the air, and seeing Siran, who was depleted of spiritual power, felt distressed for a while.

The bloodstone immediately radiated a dazzling red light, and it flew into the mid-air, phantom-like chains appeared behind the bloodstone, faintly visible was the colossal thing bound within it, that thing seemed to come from In the endless abyss, he was firmly trapped in place by chains shining with cold light.

The scene in front of me gradually overlapped with the previous dream.

Si Ran pinched his fingers, the location of the breaking point of the Forbidden Spirit Formation was very awkward, just above Gu Ling's head, and Si Xingfeng stood next to Gu Ling again.

After all, this person is at the stage of distraction, and he is only one step away from advancing. No matter how talented Yun Mo is, with the gap between these several realms, it is difficult for him to break through under Si Xingfeng's nose. Law.

"Book, book, book!" Siran shouted inwardly, "What should I do at this time?"

Baoshu: [Tell Si Xingfeng sincerely, has your blood curse expired? 】

"..." Si Ran was speechless immediately, "Am I taking my life too long!? Give me some practical advice!"

Treasure book: [Yes, after the blood stone is activated, the person controlled by the Blood Qi Curse will gradually become sluggish, lose self-awareness, and walk to the bottom of the blood stone step by step, while the patterns on the back will emit red light—well, you Wearing this clothes, the cloth of the clothes is quite thick, the red light should not be displayed, so just walk over dully! 】

"Sluggish?" Siran hurriedly emptied his head, showing a blank expression, "Is this the case?"

Baoshu: [You are mentally retarded!Not sluggish! 】

Siran gritted his teeth: "Why am I mentally retarded? I think I imitated it pretty well? Forget it, I'll change it again. How about this expression?"

Baoshu: [Oh no!What are you doing with such a peaceful face!Forget it, let me do a favor, get ready——]

Siran's heart skipped a beat: "What are you preparing for?"

The next second, he will know.

Blocking Dafa like a treasure book is online again.

This time the momentum was obviously much bigger, except for the small area where the blood stone was located, the entire field of vision was full of Shiba Inu heads—all of them.

One on top of the other, densely packed, looking up, down, left, and right, they are all Shiba Inu with a bewildered smile.

Siran: "..."

Siran's expression gradually became dull.

Baoshu: [Hey, that's right, that's the expression, okay!Let's go, let's go, I specially reserved the bloodstone for you!If you don't follow Si Xingfeng, you should be suspicious! 】

Siran: "..."

Siran silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and walked over with heavy and difficult steps against the mental pollution of thousands of Shiba Inu superimposed, just like a person who has really been cursed with blood.

Part of his dull gaze was concentrated in the bloodstone—because apart from this small piece, there was no other place that was clean.

Baoshu is flattered: [I'm really witty. 】

Not to mention that Si Xingfeng has never really seen the reaction of a person who has been cursed with blood. Even if he has, he probably can't find anything wrong with Siran's expression. If there is a flaw, it is probably Occasionally twitch the corners of the eyes and mouth.

Si Xingfeng watched with great satisfaction as Si Ran gradually walked towards the figure of the blood stone.

According to the records in the ancient books, it will take about an hour later, and the bloodstone will link with the pattern of the spell with red light, and slowly use its regular power to slowly turn every inch of Siran's body into powder.

This is a long, cruel process that keeps people awake.

At the moment when Siran was dragging his feet, Yun Mo's heart jumped up heavily, but he quickly caught a glimpse of a slight twitch in the corner of Siran's eyes, this twitch seemed to carry countless helplessness and sadness— —

So he understood that Siran was just pretending.

Yun Mo let go of his heart, silently clenched the hilt of the black sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, and was just about to break open the forbidden spirit array while Si Xingfeng was focusing on the bloodstone.

However, Si Xingfeng suddenly turned his head at this moment and stared straight at him.

During the distraction period, the huge coercion was pressing on him like a mountain, Yun Mo's face remained unchanged, and the Tianlinggen began to work crazily.

He looked at Si Xingfeng coldly, like countless sword cultivators, no matter what kind of difficulty was in front of him, he never flinched.

"I thought about it, but I still feel something is wrong," Si Xingfeng turned around slowly, and walked towards Yunmo. Si Ran, who was dizzy by the Shiba Inu, stiffened his neck, desperately looking at the situation there from the corner of his eye. , "There should only be two people in this Forbidden Spirit Formation who can not be affected."

"I am the formation builder of this formation, so naturally I will not be controlled by it. However, Siran, he has fragments of the fairy ladder on his body. I set it when I set up the formation. Those with fragments of the fairy ladder will not be affected," Si Xingfeng narrowed his eyes, "Then...why haven't you been imprisoned?"

What Yun Mo responded to him was a clear and furious long cry from the ink sword at his waist, and the gorgeous golden spiritual power scattered from his body, with extreme coldness and sharpness.

Si Xingfeng smiled lightly: "Let me see what secrets you have."

He gently took a jade-white disc-shaped thing from the storage bag, but shook his head again: "No, it's not this—"

Before the words were finished and the disk was not retracted, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out on it, and a bright golden pointer appeared, pointing directly in the direction of Yun Mo.

Si Xingfeng's expression froze at this moment.

He didn't know whether it was anger or ecstasy on his face, but it was more of disbelief under extreme shock. He held the jade-white disk tightly in his hand, and his fingertips turned blue and white due to excessive force, and he sternly roared. Come out: "How is it possible—on you... how come there are fragments of the fairy ladder on your body?"

Siran was also surprised, but his eyes were more attracted by the jade-white disc, and a strange feeling rose from his heart: "Shu'er, what is this? Si Xingfeng uses this To confirm the existence of the fairy ladder fragments!?"

Baoshu: [What the hell!This is not used to find the fragments of the fairy ladder at all. This thing is called the fairy-seeking disk, which is a kind of soul-level judgment object, used to indicate souls that do not belong to this world. Of course, its specific function is still quite complicated——]

Si Ran only had time to glance at the text given in the treasure book, because in the next moment, Si Xingfeng suddenly flew forward, and a pair of big hands grabbed Yun Mo straightly!

Yun Mo didn't dodge at all, the ink sword came out of its sheath, carrying a strong golden light, and collided with Si Xingfeng's attack!

Si Xingfeng is worthy of being a monk in the distraction stage. Even if he can't compare to the crushing of sword cultivators at the same level, it is not difficult to deal with Yun Mo in the Nascent Soul stage. Swallowing it directly, Si Xingfeng let out a cold snort, turned his palm into a claw, and aimed at Yun Mo's face——

"Stop!" Si Randang turned around, shouted sharply, and directly put Si Xingfeng on the spot.

Si Xingfeng's five fingers raised had not been withdrawn, he maintained such a posture, turned around suddenly, his already pale face was even bloodless at this moment, his eyes widened, and he was a little dazed Leng: "You—"

Only then did Siran realize that his disguise had failed, and he simply replied politely: "It's me."

Si Xingfeng was in disbelief: "Why do you still have your own consciousness?"

Siran blinked and blinked: "Maybe it's because of my strong willpower?"

Baoshu complained quietly: [Can you say this? 】

"...Aren't you supposed to be controlled by the bloodstone? You were clearly, clearly controlled just now, no, what is going on with you!? Why are you still talking!?"

Si Xingfeng muttered to himself at first, and then his voice became louder and his tone became more and more intense. He almost roared: "The blood stone should control you! What went wrong? Impossible, my plan It's flawless! Impossible to go wrong! Impossible!"

He took two steps forward to grab Siran's collar, but was stopped by Yun Mo's long sword.

But at this moment, Si Xingfeng was obviously not in the mood to fight, he just stood still, and the whites of his eyes did not know when horrible red bloodshots crawled up: "Say it! Tell me! What the hell is going on! ?”

Si Xingfeng was so crazy all of a sudden, but Si Ran didn't feel too scared anymore.

"What about you, don't get excited, it's not good for your health, and you're already quite old," Siran touched his nose, "This matter is actually very simple. Accidentally lifted the blood curse."

Accidentally lifted the blood curse.

accidentally.

Lifted.

Si Xingfeng's entire face was blank for a moment.

"Of course, all of this was actually an accident." If it weren't for the fairy water beads, he wouldn't have been able to know this in advance.

Siran raised a hypocritical smile: "Your plan is quite good, but the plan is not as good as change. If you want to live a decent life, your head... oh no, it should be that there must be setbacks in life, believe in yourself , you will definitely be knocked down by this setback, come on!"

As he spoke, he smiled and made a gesture of clenching his fists to cheer.

Si Xingfeng stood there in a daze, without moving for a long time.

His face was trembling convulsively, and his muddy eyes were a little darker at this moment, but because of the extreme resentment in his heart and self-deception that he didn't want to believe, he burst out with a frightening light!

Si Ran blinked his eyes and glanced at this person, just about to say a few more words, when he heard a "poof", a mouthful of blood sprayed out from Si Xing's mouth, Yun Mo frowned and blocked it with spiritual power After going back, the mouthful of blood finally returned to the embrace of the master, splashing Si Xingfeng's face.

Si Xingfeng was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, with blood flowing down his cheeks, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, but his expression fell into a state of confusion and madness, and he murmured: "Impossible... …Impossible, how could the Blood Qi Curse be broken! The blood stone is still there, and the blood stone’s eyes are still so bright red, the Blood Qi Curse has clearly succeeded! It has succeeded!"

As if to give him the final blow, the bloodstone emitting bright red light in midair gradually dimmed.

Without the cooperation of the spell pattern, the bright red color in the bloodstone disappeared one by one. Si Xingfeng's eyes widened, and he waved his hand to hold the bloodstone in his palm. Watching the bloodstone turn into a transparent color bit by bit, his heart skipped a beat. Stuffy, another mouthful of blood spewed out!

Blood spurting again?

Great opportunity!

Siran gave Yun Mo a wink and told him to rush to break the forbidden spirit formation.

However, Yun Mo did not move.

He frowned, Si Xingfeng is too close to Siran now, and this person's current state is extremely strange, if he attacks Siran, he will never be in time.

At this moment, the Forbidden Spirit Formation shook slightly, as if some key point had been pierced, the entire formation trembled violently, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Siran and Yun Mo looked at the breaking point at the same time.

Seeing that Gu Ling regained consciousness at some point, he was not very clear about the exact location of the breaking point, he just guessed based on Yun Mo's previous movements, then let go of all the strength in his body, and pierced his heart with the long sword , Dig out the special spirit stone used to maintain the body's movement. With the help of this spirit stone, several sharp blades are formed, aiming at the top of the head and stabbing down!

Si Xingfeng's face was gloomy and terrifying. He was completely in a state of madness. He turned around and slammed Gu Ling's body into countless pieces in an instant. It fell to the ground and hit a corner of the hall.

Si Ran stared, and hurriedly wanted to pick up Gu Ling's soul cage, but Si Xingfeng suddenly pressed a button on his waist, and the whole hall roared, centering on where Si Ran was standing, it appeared out of thin air A big hole was opened!

Si Ran fell into the cave without even yelling. Yun Mo was about to rush into the cave, but was stopped by Si Xingfeng's palm.

Several organ formations in Qitian Palace were activated at the same time, the forbidden spirit formation failed, and many monks who were trapped in the Nightmare Pillar woke up in an instant.

Seeing that his disciple was in danger, Qi Feng immediately flew out with a burst of sword energy, cutting open the giant palm in the void, but it also brought up a burst of air flow, blocking Yun Mo from breaking into the big hole.

Si Xingfeng's face was extremely cold, his lifespan was almost exhausted, so using his spiritual power was like urging his life, but he didn't care about anything, the spiritual power surged wildly in his body, bringing bursts of tearing drama pain.

He set up many barriers, these barriers can't resist for a long time, but it's not important, as long as a little time is enough.

He must kill Siran!

Si Xingfeng rushed into the cave with filthy and evil spiritual power. He took out a long gun, the tip of which was shining with a dark green light. This is a rare poison in the world, and it will tear the soul of the poisoned person. pain.

"It's you! It's all you! It's you who ruined my good deed! I can become a fairy, and I'm almost there! It's all you—"

His roars were filled with violent rage and indescribable despair and grief.

This big hole leads to a secret room of His Highness. Siran just got up from the ground and was rubbing his buttocks that had endured most of the impact. Hearing the roar, he subconsciously turned around and saw a long gun pointed straight at him. Eyebrow pierced!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Too late.

In this case, no one can save him in time.

Such a thought came to Siran's mind, but strangely, he didn't have the slightest fear. It seemed that he had a premonition telling him that it was nothing.

"Things in the world will not threaten your life. I also know this, so I dare to let you go... Don't be afraid."

It was as if such a voice came from a very, very distant memory.

Siran was startled, the five senses possessed by ordinary human beings left him at this moment, and the perception changed its proper appearance at this moment, presenting the world in a strange but natural way. before his eyes.

Si Xingfeng stabbed the spear in his hand with a smirk, his heart was filled with the pleasure of getting revenge, and he was even imagining the figure of Si Ran begging for mercy because of the pain——

However, in the next second, he was in vain.

The spear pierced through the air and nailed straight to the ground.

Outside, the moment Yun Mo saw Si Xingfeng leaping into the cave, he decisively forced out a mouthful of heart blood and sprayed it on the ink sword.

The ink sword exudes bursts of red light, mixed with golden light, it looks extraordinarily bewitching and strange.

The blood of the heart can maximize the ability of the spiritual weapon in a short period of time. Yun Mo broke through several layers of barriers, rushed into the hole, and saw a long spear nailed to the ground. With disheveled hair, the whole person seemed crazy Si Xingfeng.

Si Xingfeng yelled like crazy: "Siran! Siran, come out! I know you are here! Come out——"

His voice became hoarse at an extremely fast speed, and his face, which was originally 40 or [-] years old, had many wrinkles visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, this body was exhausted.

Si Xingfeng couldn't even stand up straight, his eyes were completely blind, he could only staggered and fell to the ground, crawling and touching everywhere with his hands.

Yun Mo coldly pierced his brows with sword energy, and this man who had planned for hundreds of years to become an immortal fell down in the secret room in an extremely funny posture, his old body slowly shriveled.

Yun Mo said: "Siran?"

no answer.

His gaze swept across the secret room and landed on a pile of clothes on the ground.

Seeing Si Xingfeng's reaction, Si Ran seemed to have disappeared in front of him suddenly, but he didn't know if it was safe now.

As for the stacked clothes in front of me, from the style point of view, they are clearly the ones that Si Ran is wearing, and even the jacket with small flowers embroidered on the neckline is the one that Si Ran wore the night before when he had a nightmare. of.

——All the clothes are here, but what about Siran?

Yun Mo's spiritual consciousness spread out, but he did not find any traces of human existence in this small secret room. He tried his best to calm himself down, and was about to go up to seek help from other members of Jianzong, but saw the pile of clothes lying on the ground. Something moved.

Yun Mo: "..."

Yun Mo put away the ink sword, walked over quickly, squatted down and reached out to remove the stacked pieces of clothing, and saw lying quietly on the ground...

a book.

A book with a white cover, the pages seem to be pale gold, and it is about half the thickness of a knuckle.

He stared at the book fixedly, and an incredible conjecture was forming in his heart, when he saw the cover of the book open and close, as if a little unskilled, revealing a sense of stupid clumsiness.

The white book trembled and stopped as if discouraged. A pattern slowly condensed on the smooth and pure white cover——Σ(°△°|||)︴