Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Qiu Mo glanced across the lake.

The sun falls on the lake, causing sparkling waves; surrounded by mountains in the distance, the sound of Taoism is ethereal, just like a fairyland.

But there was no one.

Qiu Mo frowned slightly, a little annoyed.

Although the back of Cai Cai was almost exactly the same as that of Chu Li, Chu Li was Ji Linchuan, a fact he had already confirmed.

That's why what he saw just now was either the illusion of the cave or someone else's work, and no matter which one it was, it was of no use to him.

But just because of such a short delay, Ji Linchuan had disappeared, and it was impossible for him to catch up, which really made him unwilling.

But, Chu Li, Chu Li...

That familiar back finally made him nostalgic and fell silent.

He has been chasing the man's back.

But you can never ask for it, and you will always remember it in your heart.

Whenever I think of this name, the long and lonely years will flow in my heart, gradually forming a silent suffocation.

Even after thousands of years, that person has become Ji Linchuan, but the unreachable sense of distance has never disappeared; even if he once embraced Ji Linchuan in his arms, and he was extremely happy, it could not offset the desire that spread from the bottom of his heart. Uneasy; especially after learning the truth, this kind of panic is non-stop, lingering in his body, making his every move like walking on eggshells.

The most frightening thing in this world is not getting it, or losing it after getting it; it's getting it all the time but not getting it, but finally losing it forever, the chance to get it.

He doesn't want to lose.

Qiu Mo sighed.

After all, he still misses that time back then, the years when he was seeking Taoism with that person in the Taiqing Xianzong; so when he saw the familiar figure from behind, he subconsciously stopped in his tracks, lost in thought.

However, this trance was only for a moment, and he was already awake.

The pale eyes of the young man dimmed slightly.

The most important thing now is to find Ji Linchuan and his companions, everything else is secondary.The hidden traction and fetters have always been tied to Ji Linchuan.

He shouldn't be fooled by an unreal figure from behind.

After thinking about it, Qiu Mo was about to stand up with his sword again, but he heard a faint voice that was too familiar to say: "Junior Brother Gu, since you saw me, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Qiu Mo... Gu Mingyuan's footsteps paused slightly, he turned around slowly, and saw a white dress.

This time, it is positive.

The man's black hair was like a waterfall, his brows were cold, his eyes were narrow and long, and his lips were light in color, like a picture scroll with thick ink and heavy colors.

Standing there, he seemed to be completely cut off from the world, leaving only a vague silhouette.

Gu Mingyuan's pupils dilated slightly, then recovered, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The man in white didn't change his expression, he still looked at him indifferently: "But in 5000 years, has Junior Brother Gu forgotten me as Senior Brother?"

He stepped forward, everything was reflected in his deep black eyes, but only Mo Zun was not reflected.

The man in white spoke again, his voice was as cold as a snowy mountain ice spring, "After I left that day, you never thought about it, would you see me again?"

Gu Mingyuan remembered Chu Li's merciless words when he summoned the soul that day, and several veins suddenly appeared in the hand holding the sword.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to maintain his calm and said, "You are not him."

The man in white said: "Brother Gu, don't deceive yourself, I am Chu Li."

He tilted his head slightly, leaned close to Gu Mingyuan's ear, and said softly, "Or do you think others are me?"

……

Ji Linchuan went all the way to Wudao Pavilion, and soon found the place.

Wudao Pavilion is located on a high mountain, surrounded by greenery, birds are flying, and the spirit of immortality is curling up.

Probably because it was hidden quite secretly, it has not been discovered by other monks for the time being.

On Ji Linchuan's road, passing Zangbao Pavilion, Dan Pavilion and other places, they are all located in open and conspicuous places, and they all have obvious auras; Hard to notice.

If it weren't for the map in his hand, it would be difficult for Ji Linchuan to find the Wudao Pavilion in the mountains.

Ji Linchuan retracted his sword and fell to the ground.

As soon as he stepped into the formation outside the Enlightenment Pavilion, the surrounding world suddenly changed. The densely packed trees suddenly turned into towering trees, and the monks were in it, only feeling their own insignificance.

Ji Linchuan didn't panic, and quickly scanned the details in the dense forest, trying to find a way to break the formation.

When he was young, he had intensively studied the way of formation in his spare time, and he had a little experience with it.

Soon, he found out the way of formation.

He squatted down, picked up a few stones on the ground, and shot them in eight different directions.Immediately, the formation changed directly, and a path appeared indistinctly in the dense forest.

The formation was broken, Ji Linchuan clapped his hands, and walked forward through the path.The lush forest gradually thinned out and finally disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was a desert.

It is impossible to have a desert scene on the high mountain, and what he is in now is still in the formation.

Ji Linchuan looked contemplative. The formation this time was more complicated than before, and it would take a lot of time at his level of cultivation.

……

After a while, the formation was broken again, and the desert disappeared.

Ji Linchuan had a premonition that the matter was not over yet.Sure enough, he walked through the ocean, the abyss, and the snowfield successively, and finally stopped in the vast chaos.

There is a lamp in the chaos, there is no flame on the lamp, it seems to be waiting for someone to light it.

It turned out to be the case.

Ji Linchuan secretly thought in his heart that the biggest pass in Zhenjun Shen Yuan's cave is really the Chaos God Flame.

Then he smiled wryly, wondering if he sacrificed the Chaos Divine Flame before stepping into the formation, would it be unimpeded and sent directly to Wudao Pavilion.

With a flick of his fingers, a gray flame ignited on the lamp. Ji Linchuan picked up the lamp and walked forward. The chaos around him slowly dissipated.

What greeted Ji Linchuan was an extremely simple pavilion.

The Wudao Pavilion is entirely made of black and white stones, with strange Taoism flowing around it.

Ji Linchuan also knew this black and white stone, it was called Yin Yang Profound Stone.It contains the qi of yin and yang and the five elements, which can help people realize the Tao.

In today's world, a thumb-sized Yin-Yang Profound Stone is enough for a cultivator in the Heavenly Spirit Realm to break his head and bleed.

True Monarch Shen Yuan has unfathomable background.

Ji Linchuan sighed, and walked into Wudao Pavilion.

As soon as he stepped in, there was a bell ringing above his soul, making his mind instantly become extremely clear.

There was a movement in his heart, just this kind of ability to make monks calm down instantly, the Enlightenment Pavilion is already well-deserved.

Ji Linchuan looked around.

There is also a space technique inside Wudao Pavilion, which is extremely empty, and there is only a stone altar standing in it.

The stone altar is circular, surrounded by black and white.

The stone altar was surrounded by dense formations. With Ji Linchuan's current cultivation, he could already recognize hundreds of formations, including phantom formations, spirit formations, and killing formations.

Above the stone altar, there is a huge black bell hanging, simple and mysterious.

Ji Linchuan held the lamp burning with the Chaos Divine Flame in his hand, and slowly walked up the stone altar. As expected, he was not stopped during the period.

He suddenly had a feeling in his heart, as if he had practiced in the center of this stone altar for thousands of years...

Every inch of everything here gave him a sense of familiarity, and his mind was slightly in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone altar, and the Chaos Art in his body circulated by itself.

It was also at this time that the mysterious bell above his head made a loud noise!

Ji Linchuan's pupils contracted, and the sound of the bell suddenly aroused the demon in his heart that had been suppressed and silent for a long time, so long that he had ignored it!

Around him, the endless yin-yang and five-element airflow turned into the formation, activating the divine lines on it, and enveloping Ji Linchuan in it.

The mysterious bell also shrouded in a halo of whiteness, in which the air of immortality was dense, covering Ji Linchuan with a layer of vague light.

……

by the lake.

Gu Mingyuan took two steps back, looked at the man in white, and said in a hoarse voice: "What on earth do you want?" The man in white said calmly, "Junior Gu, I'm just stating a fact, I'm Chu Li. Can't you even recognize me? That's really, really disappointing."

——Junior Brother Gu, you have disappointed me so much.

There was a gloomy look in Gu Mingyuan's eyes. He could never let go of this sentence. His love for many years was once trampled into the soil by this sentence, which made him suffer for thousands of years in the absence of what he wanted.

However, when the man in white uttered these words, the touch on him was not as great as imagined.

Even though the expression, appearance, and speech of the man in white were exactly the same as Chu Li's, he knew that they were different.

And only Linchuan... Only Linchuan...

Even though the appearance has changed and the memory has been lost, some things have not changed a bit.

The man in white squinted at Mozun, and suddenly lost interest in continuing to play with him.

He is really a difficult person to deal with, difficult to be seduced, and if he stays, he can only become that person's help and cannot be used by him.

Or solve it.

Gu Mingyuan didn't know what the man in white was thinking, and didn't want to pay any attention to him, so he wanted to leave with Yujian, but suddenly an alarm sounded in his heart.

He suddenly concentrated, and saw the man in white take out a long sword from his sleeve, and the cold light of the sword flowed on the long sword.

Gu Mingyuan will not admit his mistake, this is exactly the sword Zhanling that Chu Li used back then!This sword had already dissipated in the Heavenly Tribulation, why did it still appear in the hands of this man in white!

The man in white looked at Mozun's stunned expression playfully, and the sword energy poured out from his hand.

Mahayana monks are not allowed to enter the cave of Zhenjun Shen Yuan, so the cultivation base of the man in white can only be maintained at the peak of the tribulation period.

But the power of his sword is more than 01:30 points beyond the tribulation period!

Gu Mingyuan reached out and flicked the white jade bracelet, and the aura on his body also rose to the peak of the tribulation period.It's just that even so, he could barely withstand the sword, and he was seriously injured.

In the battle at the same level, one was unscathed and the other was seriously injured.

This is the gap in realm!

Gu Mingyuan stared closely at the man in white in front of him. The real strength of this man is definitely not a Mahayana period, but should be higher...

That's right, this person... is from the Upper Realm.

The man in white was about to swing his sword again, but he suddenly noticed something and stopped his movements.

The next moment, a loud chime that pierced people's hearts spread throughout the entire cave world.

"Tsk, you actually activated the Yin-Yang Heart Refining Formation, wanting to help you get rid of your inner demons?"

There was a ghostly smile on the corner of the man's mouth, "Unfortunately, with me here, you are destined not to get what you want."

He chuckled, whispering a name like a sympathizer.

"Shen Yuan."

The author has something to say: Thank you Xizhan Dengxin, the wind is light, the sun is shining, and the landmines that are lightly stained with light rain, okay~