Waste wood knows everything

Can I really take on such a heavy responsibility?

Leaning against the outer wall of Beiminghai, a huge flying artifact, Siran lightly stroked the warm green buds in his palm, but his heart couldn't stop feeling tense.

He finally agreed to Yuan Sheng's request.

The little girl put the green bud in her palm into Siran's palm. As a collection of goodwill from the world, the green bud can stop the demon seeds planted by Bei Mingxian on the ancient immortals in the future, and isolate the investigation of the immortal disk...

But apart from him, other monks could not carry this power, so Si Ran could only watch Yun Mo and Qian Yan being taken away.

There are only seven ancient immortals left in this world.

Siran stared blankly at the scenery outside through the window. The flying spirit weapon Beiminghai is very fast. It is said that it only takes one day to reach the middle region from the extreme north region, which is faster than the flying speed of Yunmo Yujian. quick.

cloud desert.

Si Ran lowered his eyes, felt an itchy feeling in his fingers, the ghost grass sensed his mood, stretched out a small whisker from the sword to wrap around his finger, and opened a small pink flower Flowers.

Siran poked the little flower lightly with his fingertips, and the ghost grass fell down with a snap, and he poked back at Siran's finger with his whiskers, like a soft little milk cat. Like claws.

The treasure book also popped up: [Relax, relax, no, don't be nervous, just like Jianzong's purpose and purpose, life and death are bearish!Just do it if you don't accept it! 】

Siran: "..."

Siran shook his head dumbfoundingly: "It's clear that all the magic of the heavens broke it with a single sword. Elder Qi has corrected it many times. If you don't believe in rumors or spread them, you know?"

The Five Elements Spiritual Roots in the body also conveyed the idea of ​​chirping, tweeting, cheering, the three little guys comforted him in different ways, and then responded one by one, poking the Ghost Misty Grass to appease the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, and still had to find time Chatting with Baoshu, I feel inexplicably busy raising three children.

——That's right, isn't this just raising three children?

During the day and night when Beiminghai's flying spirit weapon sailed to the Central Territory, the news about the fairy ladder and the magic cultivator quickly spread to the entire cultivation world. Apart from the matter of the fairy ladder, what shocked everyone in the cultivation world the most was the matter of Yun Mo.

Jianzong Yunmo is actually a demon cultivator!

This news instantly made the already restless Eastern Territory even more chaotic. If it weren't for the deterrent power of Jianzong, there might have been some forces ready to move and plan to fall into trouble.

As for Qian Yan—a rookie in the Qi training period, basically no one connects him with the person in charge of Qiangu Pavilion. Qian Yan was easily forgotten by everyone, except for the little boy he hid somewhere Yuanzhu, so anxious that she almost turned herself into a yo-yo.

Jianzong, the main hall of Qiantian Peak.

Qi Feng slapped the table with a slap, splashing countless sawdust: "Impossible, Yun Mo can never be a demon cultivator!"

"That's right," Yun Xinzhi's face was gloomy, and the long sword on his waist kept buzzing because of his mood, "There must be something strange about this!"

Elder Yu was furious: "I heard that Bei Minghai also locked Yun Mo up? Well, I knew it would be a disadvantage to let the two little guys, Yun Mo and Siran, go! Then which one of the remaining people is not alive?" An old monster who has killed hundreds of thousands of years! What kind of skill is it to bully two children who are not even a hundred years old!"

In the main hall, a group of elders with their heads almost on fire paced back and forth with their hands behind their backs aggrievedly, their footsteps almost rubbed against the ground to ignite fire, and the long sword hummed continuously, as if a terrifying battle was about to erupt in the next second.

After Qi Feng slapped three palm prints in a row, the small table could not hold back anymore, he took a breath, frowned and said, "Did Yun Mo be brought to the Central Region by Bei Minghai? What is it used to seal the magic energy? Heh!"

Elder Lin nodded and said, "That's right."

Qi Feng said slowly: "If we go forward with all our strength, we will be able to reach the Central Territory in one day...no, half a day—"

"To save Yunmo?" Elder Li said suddenly, "That's Beiminghai——"

"What's wrong with Beiminghai!" Qi Feng slapped again, completely knocking down the crumbling wooden table, "How could our disciples of the Sword Sect be bullied by others! Yun Mo, you and I grew up watching him We don't know who he is!"

"No, I mean, since it's Beiminghai, why don't you invite more people to go with you?" Elder Li showed a murderous expression.

Coincidentally, several other elders had the same idea.

It's just that Jianzong has to keep people. After discussing with several elders, they decided to dispatch a few people who often run around, led by Yun Xinzhi, Qi Feng and Elder Li, plus a dozen or so high-level sword cultivators. A group of people galloped mightily towards the Central Territory.

When the flying spirit weapon landed in the central region, it was noon, the sunniest time of the day.

The Central Territory is a heavily guarded place. There are many large and ancient organizations here, such as the Qiangu Pavilion. Such a huge flying spiritual weapon did not fall until the very center of the Central Territory. Only Beiminghai can do this.

Layers of barriers were opened, and this place that had been hidden for a long time finally revealed its true appearance.

Bei Mingxian slowly floated in mid-air with a smile, and below him was a row of cages reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

Qian Yan put his hands behind his head and crossed his legs, looking extremely leisurely, but Yun Mo's eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't make out his expression.

With the help of these seven ancient immortals, Bei Mingxian finally approached this place.

The Immortal Ladder was originally invisible. Back then, he came to the world of comprehension and found the location of the Immortal Ladder. He wanted to see if it would affect the Immortal Ladder. Instead, he was blown away by the huge repulsion, which even alarmed the Immortal Ladder itself. Xianti, who was hiding her figure, also showed her original appearance because of this.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't get close, so he ordered someone to build a barrier here, so that the monks in the cultivation world would not notice anything abnormal.

Nearly [-] monks stepped down from the flying artifact, blending into the crowd, looking inconspicuous, he walked forward along the crowd, the ground was covered with snow-white stone slabs, and every step made a crisp clicking sound, Thousands of people walked on it, and the footsteps almost made raindrops.

But no one is free.

Because Bei Mingxian also slowly fell from the sky, he controlled a row of cages to float beside him, and he took the lead step by step.

After a short distance, he was out of the sense of ritual.

Siran thought, isn't it a sense of ritual? This can be regarded as the end of tens of thousands of years of long-cherished wishes. For this, he did not hesitate to leave a few ancient immortals as a cover, and he also came to the scene to witness this moment.

The closer you get to the fairy ladder, the more intense the aura in the air becomes. These auras that were quietly allowed to be used by everyone on weekdays even became alive and became extraordinarily active.

Bei Mingxian stopped in his tracks, turned around, and seemed to be unable to contain the excitement in his heart, and could hardly maintain his calm and gentle appearance: "Here is the fairy ladder."

"The Immortal Staircase has no form, but it is a pity that after it was polluted by the devilish energy, the devilish energy infiltrated it, so it revealed its current appearance. It is beautiful, but also very dangerous, so Bei Minghai took great pains to set up an enchantment, which is In order to protect it, the magic energy is too permeable, even if a barrier is set up, it will be difficult to completely block it."

Bei Mingxian was still tens of meters away from the fairy ladder, but he didn't move forward. The closer he was, the stronger the repulsion became. This position was already his limit.

He walked slowly to the side and raised his hand slightly: "Next, please take action to get rid of the demonic energy. In order to maintain the enchantment between Beiminghai and Zhongyu, I am consuming a lot of spiritual power all the time. I am afraid I can't do it." Together with you, I have worked hard to save the world of comprehension."

Someone clasped their fists to express their understanding: "I heard that Beiminghai has an enchantment that runs through the extreme north, and it resists the invasion of demon cultivators all the time. It's really hard for fellow Taoists."

Bei Mingxian nodded with a smile.

Siran rolled his eyes in his heart, followed the crowd and slowly approached the fairy ladder.

The Immortal Staircase looks like a snow-white tower, but when you look closely, it looks like it is covered with a layer of mist. It is so huge that when you approach it, you can only see a white wall. The three thousand monks didn't even surround it. lock up.

Everyone stood in front of the fairy ladder, looked up at this giant, and fell into a momentary amazement.

I don't know who was the first to condense the spiritual power. The surging spiritual power poured out from the palm and flowed on the fairy ladder. Suddenly, the snow-white wall shook slightly, and ripples of light rippled.

In Siran's eyes, every monk who provides spiritual power has a black object parasitic on him, and the world's malice pours down to the outer layer of the fairy ladder along with the spiritual power, like termites gnawing on the river embankment. Black spots gnawed out on the supposedly indestructible outer layer.

Siran collected his mind and imitated the others by putting their hands on the wall and putting on a show.

He was waiting for the moment when the outer layer was broken and the inner core was exposed.

Even if 3000 monks have the top cultivation base in the entire cultivation world, it is not easy to break through the outer layer of the fairy ladder, but the number of finished products maliciously refined in the world is limited. I'm afraid there are more than [-] people.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Siran's heart gradually lifted, his nerves were tense all the time, at this moment, there was a sudden noise——

"Did Bei Minghai go too far in this matter!?"

"Yun Mo can't possibly be a demon cultivator. This matter is an internal matter of Jianzong. Although Bei Minghai has resisted demon cultivators for tens of thousands of years, there is no tradition of arresting people indiscriminately, right?"

"Things similar to demonic aura do not exist in the world. Judging by the demonic aura alone is a demonic cultivator? Detaining a monk of the Sword Sect without authorization must give a convincing reason!"

The voice sounded very familiar, and he turned his head while keeping his palms on the fairy ladder——

Jianzong came to rob the court.

Ah no, Jianzong came to rescue Yunmo.

Siran: "..."

The matter of Bei Minghai detaining Yun Mo and the others spread to the outside world, and there was indeed a sense of urgency that Yun Mo and the others would be executed immediately. The arrival of Jianzong was not unreasonable.

Si Ran calculated the comparison of the combat effectiveness of the two sides, and it was impossible for Bei Minghai not to bring people over. Sure enough, as soon as the Sword Sect appeared, dozens of monks suddenly appeared in midair.

Siran frowned, the feeling these monks gave him was very similar to the two who chased and killed Qian Yan before, thinking that the two before leaked their demonic energy after their death, it seems that they mastered the disguise of the demonic cultivator as The normal monk is clearly Bei Minghai himself!

The battle is imminent.

Although Beiminghai has a large number of people, they seem to have been concerned about their own demonic energy, and their shots have always been limited. Jianzong and the others are all one-to-five. When they really fought, they couldn't tell each other apart in a short time. Get up and down.

Seeing this, Bei Mingxian snorted softly, shook his head, no longer paid attention to this side, but put all his heart on the fairy ladder.

Soon, soon.

Now he doesn't want to care about anything, as long as the outer layer of the fairy ladder is broken, the inner core is almost powerless to resist, and it will collapse instantly with a little pollution.

At that time, it doesn't matter if it's Jianzong or not?

With the immortal energy pouring down, all the cultivators in this world will not even want to live alone!

He could hardly control his expression, and there was a weird smile on his face, which surprised Qian Yan who had been paying attention to this direction.

At this moment, a slight crack sounded in everyone's ears.

The outer layer of the fairy ladder is broken.

Even though Beiming Xiandang broke out into a particularly hearty laugh, the nearly [-] monks who shot did not expect this to happen at all. The white fairy ladder in front of them collapsed into countless pieces without warning. The strength failed to stop in time, but instead quickly hit the almost transparent inner layer behind it.

In the blink of an eye, upon hearing the loud laughter, someone realized something was wrong, and his face changed drastically: "Not good!"

late.

Bei Mingxian stared intently, he wanted to witness this moment, to witness Tiandao's acknowledgment of the existence of Gu Xian, to witness that Tiandao changed because of him!

Numerous spiritual powers embracing the malice of the world flooded towards the fragile inner layer of the fairy ladder, and Bei Mingxian's smile became wider and wider. He even held his breath, and weird blue veins emerged from the corners of his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and was just about to give an elegant speech for his own success. After all, there was still a period of time between the shattering of the fairy ladder and the influx of fairy energy, enough for him to appreciate the sad expressions of these idiots——

However, an emerald green light suddenly lit up.

Fortunately, the distance between the inner and outer layers of the fairy ladder was not far away. At the moment when the outer layer of the fairy ladder shattered, Siran rushed forward and slapped the transparent inner layer of the fairy ladder with a slap. The green shoots of the grass are firmly pasted on it.

All of a sudden, the green light was so strong that it almost dyed the entire fairy ladder green.

Siran: "..."

It's so green?

Sure enough, green is the color full of vitality.

He has maintained a close posture and never let go. According to Yuan Sheng, it will take a while for the goodwill of the world in Luya to radiate.

Sure enough, after the false full green just now, the real tender green color spread from the place where the palms touched to the rest of the fairy ladder, first dyed the circle green, and then rushed up quickly.

It feels like charging.

Siran raised his head, silently estimated according to the total length of the fairy ladder, um, 30.00% of the battery has been charged.

Bei Mingxian: "..."

At this moment, his eyes almost split open.

Sharan book!The only thing that can carry this kind of power is Sha Ranshu!He knew that this broken book would definitely do bad things!

At that time, Sha Ranshu re-entered the reincarnation with Mo Yunxian. After arriving in the cultivation world, Bei Mingxian spent a lot of effort, but was still unable to find the whereabouts of Sha Ranshu.

That is to say, in the last 30 years, after the Xianti collapse plan was gradually perfected, he gradually let go of the idea of ​​finding the Shuran book.

However, the anomaly of this book is too great. It was born in chaos and does not belong to any world in essence, which means that anything can happen to it.

After searching for the book for a long time, there was no result. Bei Mingxian thought that this book had been wiped out of consciousness by heaven. After all, as a collection of knowledge, how can such a book have its own consciousness?

As a result, just today——

Bei Mingxian took a deep breath, almost holding back his breath, and his voice changed: "Kill him! He is destroying the fairy ladder! Kill him!"

No one moved.

None of the monks present were fools. If it was because of the prestige of Beiminghai and the matter of the Great Transformation Moxiu that they believed Beimingxian’s words, but now everyone stood by the fairy ladder, watching the green stained Even if you don't need to feel the transparent fairy ladder, you can feel the comfort and joy emanating from the whole world.

Is this feeling of being favored by heaven and earth really destroying the fairy ladder?

Everyone fell into doubts about Bei Mingxian and confused about the whole incident.

Over there, when Jianzong and the others saw this, they all praised in their hearts. By the way, they took this opportunity to step up their offensive. A person in Beiminghai was directly pierced through the thigh by carelessness, and there was a trace of demonic energy in the splashed blood. escape.

The man's eyes were red, because the severe pain could no longer be concealed, monstrous demonic energy spewed out, and he was instantly detected by the strong power of heaven beside the fairy ladder. Under the violent repulsion, his whole body was in severe pain, and he fell from the midair. Down.

"Look, those people are the real demon cultivators." Siran shook his head, "What do you mean that Beiminghai has resisted demon cultivators for tens of thousands of years, and in the end it is a good show directed and acted by itself!"

Moxiu, who revealed his identity, was soon besieged and killed by several people. Not only Jianzong came, Yinhua also rushed over with several people from Dust Yougu, as well as the Qin family monks in Duizezong, and even Li Jiu, after finding out that the two good-looking men were Jianzong monks, they all quietly disguised themselves as human beings and touched them, hiding from the side and peeping.

The situation reversed in an instant.

Siran's palm felt slightly hot, Green had already climbed to nearly [-]% of the height, seeing that the entire fairy ladder was about to be protected by the world's kindness.

It will be more stable than before, and the broken outer layer of defense will also repair itself with the passage of time. At that time, no one will be able to cause any harm to it——

At this moment, Bei Mingxian moved.

He was too close to the fairy ladder, and the strong repulsion made him unable to use his spiritual power in a large area, but simply taking something was not a problem.

Bei Mingxian sneered, his voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out snake letters in the dark, he took out several brown bottles with cold eyes, and his spiritual power crushed the bottles, revealing the viscous black liquid inside.

He used his spiritual power to control the black liquid around Yun Mo and Qian Yan's sides. The black liquid exuded a strange aura that made everyone extremely disgusted and jealous.

Even if it is just floating in the air, the surrounding spiritual energy will quickly move away, and those who fail to move away will be swallowed by it, turning into dirty black air and lingering around the black liquid.

"The sea water in the deepest part of the wild sea is mixed with the malice of the world. You should understand what it is," Bei Mingxian said with a distorted expression, "Now, stop your actions, otherwise, neither of these two people will survive!"

Qian Yan: "...?"

No, who did I provoke?

Seeing this scene, Si Ran was suffocated, and the hand holding Xianti froze.

Seeing that the green was about to reach the top, Bei Mingxian became irritable: "Stop! Otherwise, the moment the fairy ladder is stable, it will be the death of these two people! The wild sea water and the world's malice are enough to kill even the soul in an instant. Corrode together! You don't even have a chance to find the reincarnation of the two of them!"

Siran gritted his teeth.

He looked at Yun Mo from a distance, closed his eyes, and let go of his hand at the moment when the green light was about to reach the top.

Bei Mingxian smiled coldly: "Very good."

He noticed Siran's previous gaze, sneered, and took back the black liquid surrounding Qian Yan, all surrounding Yun Mo's side, slowly looking at Yun Mo from head to toe with poisonous eyes, coldly snorted He said: "You are so young. It seems that the rebirth of Sha Ranshu is about the same time. No wonder I searched for so long, but there is no result."

He said quietly: "I have admired your name for a long time, Immortal Mo Yun."

Yun Mo didn't move, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and he completely ignored it.

Siran stood in front of the fairy ladder, and the fairy ladder behind him was only one step away from completing the final step. He said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"If it were you, you should know what I want to do," said Beiming Xiandao, "You can carry such pure goodwill in the world, and naturally you can also carry more intense malice in the world - thinking about it this way, you are the perfect plan for me The executor."

He raised his hand, shaking his fingertips lightly, and the malice of the world in the nearly three thousand monks was drawn out, gathering into a dark mist in the air, and there seemed to be endless wailing sounds coming from it.

The [-] monks were shocked immediately, they never thought that such a thing was put into their body without anyone noticing!

"You, inject these malice into the fairy ladder," Bei Mingxian licked the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth because of rejection. It took him a lot of work just now, but fortunately, the outer layer of the fairy ladder has been broken, and the world is malicious. It can be kept out of thin air for a while, but unfortunately, he has no way to control the maliciousness and inject it directly into Xianti, "Then I let him go, how?"

Siran immediately said: "Impossible!"

"Don't rush to refuse," said Bei Mingxian, "after the fairy ladder collapses, the cultivation world will be destroyed with the influx of fairy energy, but I promise, I will leave a place for you and your... little lover, Ann live in peace."

"Back then, in order to pursue your feelings and preserve your consciousness, you followed Mo Yunxian and entered the reincarnation together. Now it seems that you are very successful. Love is such a beautiful thing. If you have feelings because of him, it is true. Would you like to see him die because of you?"

die because of you.

These four words touched a certain nerve in Siran, his face turned pale in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the once dark scene once again emerged in his mind.

Yun Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and was about to speak, but all words were blocked by a spiritual power of Bei Mingxian.

"You are no longer an unconscious Shuran book, I am very happy, you are becoming more and more like a human being," Bei Mingxian stared at Siran's expression, "Human beings can be selfish, what's the point of doing things for themselves? Not good? What’s more, how long will the human beings in the cultivation world be grateful to you when you watch Mo Yunxian die and disappear for the sake of the cultivation world? What can you gain?”

"For people who are not of my race, their hearts must be different. You are the treasure of heaven and earth. If you own you, you will have the truth of thousands of worlds. What do you think those human beings will think of you? They will not regard you as a living person. They will only use you as a tool, in this case, do you still want to protect this world and these human beings?"

"Come on, the life and death of Immortal Mo Yun is just in your mind. You saved him, and when the time comes, the cultivation world will be destroyed. Who will remember this matter? After tens of thousands of years, there will be a new ancient With the appearance of immortals, this world will still be as prosperous as before. As for whether the people in it are the same as before, is it important? As long as the people around you remain the same, isn't it enough?"

Bei Mingxian is a very scary person.

He has lived for too long, and has seen too many people's hearts when he set foot in thousands of worlds. Every word of his hits the weakness of Siran's heart directly, like knocking open a clam shell, piercing the weak point with a sharp knife. heart.

Siran doesn't have such a strong sense of belonging to this world, the only link between him and the world is Yun Mo.

But now, he wants to choose between Yun Mo and Shi Shi.

Thousands of creatures in the cultivation world will survive because of his salvation, but in a world without Yunmo, he...

Bei Mingxian slightly narrowed his eyes.

Look, the human heart is really a fragile thing, Tiandao is right on this point, Sha Ranshu should not have his own consciousness, let alone feelings, these are weaknesses.

Seeing Si Ran's precarious expression, he decided to add a little more chips, maybe it could be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

With a wave of Bei Mingxian's hand, he took a deep breath of the surging blood in his heart, and a picture appeared in mid-air, which was the dark cave where Yuan Sheng and others were.

"I thought about it. Although Sharanshu has the ability to know everything in the world, the kindness of the world is by no means so easy to obtain. The problem still arises here," he chuckled, and issued a When dozens of demon cultivators appeared in the cave, Sen Leng's blade pointed at Yuan Sheng and them, "Look, they are the only hope for their respective small worlds. If they all die, I'm afraid the ten thousand Thousands of small worlds, there is no possibility of recovery."

Seeing the sudden appearance of these demon cultivators, Yuan Sheng changed his mind and instantly realized the current situation, and immediately shouted into the void: "You don't have to worry about us, our world is hopeless. Among the thousands of small worlds, if there is one left, that is enough."

Is it enough?

Siran couldn't bear to think about the thousands of small worlds that were once extremely prosperous and developed their own civilization in the long river of time, as well as the modern world that he was thinking about. He always wanted to go back with Yun Mo when he was successful in cultivation world.

Bei Mingxian squinted his eyes, glanced across the screen, tapped the jade talisman on his waist with his finger, and a demon cultivator strode up to Yuan Sheng and the others, and violently picked up the little girl. out.

Moxiu opened the little girl's palm, and as expected, he saw green lines that had faded a lot.

Bei Mingxian sighed: "I have a little impression of this world, tsk, I didn't expect that the problem would appear here."

He stared at Siran with a half-smile, and said quietly: "How about it, a Mo Yunxian, plus the last survivors of these thousands of small worlds, is it enough for you to make a choice?"

None of the monks present spoke.

There is too much information about what happened today, and everyone is in a state of confusion.

A few monks were more active, and gleaned some information from the few words between Beimingxian and Siran, and realized that this was for Siran to choose between that sword cultivator and the whole world of comprehension.

Human beings can never empathize. Someone tried to attack Yun Mo on the spot and directly forced Si Ran to make a choice. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Jianzong's side, and several elders stood in front of him with serious expressions.

Qi Feng looked at Siran, and calmly said: "Some things, only you can empathize with yourself forever, as long as you do what you want, no matter what choice you make, it's okay."

Siran was startled.

As if there was a piece of sour candy stuck in his throat, the sour taste flowed into his heart. He no longer dared to look at Yun Mo's expression. He knew what choice Yun Mo would make, but he had no choice— —

"It seems that the sword sects are still very reasonable," Bei Mingxian smiled, and seeing that Siran was about to be unable to hold on, he continued slowly, "Time waits for no one, and I can't let you go all the time." Continue to hesitate, take three breaths, if you haven’t made a decision, I’ll kill the survivors of a small world... After all, there’s a price to be paid for hesitation.”

Suddenly looked up.

However, at this time, the little girl in the dark cave forcibly used the last bit of world kindness to present the scene on Xianti's side, and heard what Bei Mingxian said.

Yuan Sheng immediately realized what had happened. He looked at the struggling eyes in the picture, and said softly: "Our world is hopeless. If it wasn't for defeating Beimingxian's plot, we would have long since given up on dying. .”

He took a few steps forward slowly, and said calmly: "I can't be the bargaining chip for Beimingxian to threaten you, I—"

There were tears in Yuan Sheng's eyes: "Everyone is already dead, and it is enough for me to linger on for so long."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took out a dagger and pierced his heart without hesitation!

The splashed blood seemed to pass through the space and sprayed onto Siran's face. His eyes were blood red. Starting with Yuan Sheng, the survivors in the cave fell one by one. The blood stained the ground, winding out a path. Xiao He, however, those who fell did not show resentment or sadness on their faces, on the contrary, there was a trace of relief.

Or maybe, there is still a little hope that after death, I can meet my former relatives and friends.

Bei Mingxian raised his eyebrows: "This has nothing to do with me..."

But Siran couldn't hear him at all.

His ears were full of buzzing sounds from far and near, and occasionally he could hear the very familiar meowing of a cat, the coughing of an old man, and even the muffled sound of a big croaking. Everything seemed to be covered in fog. Besides, I can't really hear it.

In front of his eyes was blood splashing all over the ground, drop by drop, piece by piece, transformed into a hideous pattern, and crawled up along the hem of his clothes, countless scabbed scars were torn apart abruptly, revealing the bloody flesh underneath, Those bone-deep pains drilled into the heart, and even the soul seemed to fall into an endless abyss.

How to do?

Is there any other way?

Does it really have to be a choice?

He is not a strong and decisive person like Jianxiu. This kind of choice between love and righteousness is like a sharp knife that pierces the heart and divides the whole life into two halves.

Siran's eyes stared blankly at the ground as if they were out of focus, but his whole body seemed to have fallen into a pitch-black hell. Countless hands were tearing at his body and dragging him down. He didn't dare to look at it. The elders of Jianzong did not dare to visit those they knew, let alone Yunmo.

really can only-

In the midst of the extreme struggle and pain, suddenly a faint spiritual light lit up in the depths of his soul.

Countless fuzzy pictures came to his mind, he walked through layers of fog, and felt as if he had been quietly waiting for tens of thousands of years in the endless darkness.

In the chaos, there is no difference between day and night, and the pages of the book emitting a little bit of light slowly condense like stars in the sky. In such a place full of disorder, countless knowledge of thousands of worlds are condensed.

The memory of the past is still shrouded in thick fog, but the instinct that has been deeply rooted in the bones of the countless times that existed as an instant book has returned at this moment. He can even describe the countless knowledge that is condensed into each page. In his eyes, those golden pages are no longer purely blank, but an existence that can be manipulated freely.

—Maybe there is a way.

There is a way to have the best of both worlds.

Suddenly, his heart calmed down.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he raised his head slightly, looking at everyone in front of him gently and earnestly, from the elders of Jianzong and the red red-feathered fox, to Yin Hua who came from Dust Valley. , Shiqi and all kinds of little beast ears, Qian Yan who was obviously nervous but pretended to be indifferent...

and Yunmo.

Surrounding Yun Mo, the dirty and pitch-black barren sea water and the world surrounded him maliciously. Jianxiu's face was as white as ice and snow. He noticed Siran's gaze. deliberately dodged.

do not look.

After seeing it, I am not willing to part with it.

Siran sniffed lightly, as if the voice of a sigh was shattered in the wind: "It's a pity, I haven't recovered my memory yet..."

He has been single for such a long time, and he finally got out of the single. He still doesn’t know what it’s like to go to bed. What’s the use of Xiao Huangwen’s writing and reading, but he didn’t practice it once. It’s too miserable.

It's too awful.

Siran didn't know what he thought of, but he smiled softly, but his eyes were extremely cold at this moment, as if he had been stripped of all the emotions that human beings should have.

Straight strands of gold gradually covered the entire iris from the depths of the pupils, and then left the eye sockets, piercing the entire body like a swimming golden thread——

Bei Mingxian suddenly felt that something was wrong, and before he could make any movements in the future, he couldn't move anymore.

Not only him, but all the monks were like this, even the breeze in the sky, the birds flapping their wings, the bees circling around the wild flowers, and the blood dripping from the wounds all stopped in mid-air.

Time froze at this moment.

But everyone is still conscious, they opened their eyes, looking at the picture that almost surpassed their usual imagination.

Ten thousand feet of golden light shines from Siran's body, and his human figure gradually blurs, shattering into pieces of dust and dissipating little by little. Huge phantom.

The phantom was filled little by little by countless gathered golden lights, and it became a book with a pure white cover and golden pages.

The cover is quietly spread out, and the pages of the book are turning slowly with a golden streamer. This is the body of the Suran book that Si Ran has not shown since leaving the chaos. Every page is turned with a palpitating power.

Suddenly, all the pages of the book also stopped.

A page fell off from the Su Ran book.

It was suspended in the air, and countless characters flashed on the blank pages. Each character carried the most original truth. They jumped off the page one by one, and the golden pages also collapsed into countless light spots, turning into countless light spots. Be a sweet rain, merged into the fairy ladder.

The knowledge of the thousands of worlds is transformed into every page of the Sharan book, and if all the pages are scattered, the vitality of the thousands of worlds can be reproduced——

On the first page, stabilize the fairy ladder.

The fairy ladder dyed mostly green was shrouded in golden light, and the outer layer of defense was repaired in an instant. The Dao of Heaven was delighted by it. As a result, a stable and unbreakable passage was established between the two worlds. So far, whether it is the fairy world or the cultivation world, There will never be any hidden dangers because of the fairy ladder.

Page Two, The Expulsion of Heresy.

The filthy world, the malice and the sea water of the wild sea are wiped away at this moment.