The Villain's White Lotus Halo

When Yin Biyue walked out of Changyuan Hall, the sky was already bright.The leaden gray sky and snow clouds reunited. Looking up from afar, the wind blows, and there is no one in the snow-capped area.

Three days ago, he went up to Tongtianxue Peak from here, the whole way was soaked in blood, and corpses were everywhere.Now, because of the vibration of the spiritual veins, and the avalanche of the mountains, all of them were buried, as if nothing had happened.

Only wisps of bloody smell remained in the cold wind, floating in his nose, awakening his memories.Not only the picture, but even the feeling at that time.

Alone and fearless.

Cheng Xiaobai stood behind him, his voice passed through the wind, calm and powerful,

"You enter meditation here, you don't need to deliberately breathe out spiritual energy, just sit and observe yourself. I will communicate the power of heaven and earth. Although it is daytime, the stars are still there, and your star is also there."

"I can only build a bridge for you. As for whether you can reach the other shore, it depends on yourself. Once it is done, the laws of this world will be aware of my existence, and I will immediately break through the space barrier and leave without saying goodbye. If so No, you are in danger of backlash. At the least, your mind and soul will be injured, your memory will be confused, and at worst, you will explode and die, and your soul will be scattered. If you are ready, start."

After Yin Biyue listened carefully, he knew in his heart that although Mr. Cheng didn't say anything, if it didn't work out, those who helped him would definitely be hurt.

He meditated on the spot, but he didn't start to meditate immediately.Instead, he put the Linyuan sword across his knees, thought for a while, and took out four yellowed thin volumes from his bosom—the Notes of the True Immortal, also known as the Lingxiao Sword Art, and held it lightly in his hand.

After finishing these things, Yin Biyue began to close his eyes and concentrate.

Although he didn't know why he did it.

The true essence traveled in the body for a week, and returned to Youfu from various meridians and spiritual veins, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.In fact, his current physical condition is not at its peak.Luo Mingchuan was right, after a serious injury, he needs to rest.

And he didn't have time to recover slowly, so he could only be more cautious and make his mental state peak.Yin Biyue sank down and saw the sea in Youfu.There is no fog, and there is no limit at a glance, and the sea water is churning like wind and thunder.The true energy circulated continuously, and the gradual ups and downs of the sea tide coincided with his breathing pattern, and he became calm according to his heart.

Cheng Xiaobai watched the aura around him become more and more stable, and raised his eyes to look at the sky, where the snow clouds exploded and scattered in all directions.Countless light-years away, the brilliance of ice-blue stars fell in his eyes, as bright as a fire.He gently raised his left hand and pressed it on Yin Biyue's shoulder. His wide sleeves moved without wind, and the ice and snow under his feet melted silently.

The wooden sword came through the wind, returned to his right hand, cut through the space barrier, and disappeared out of thin air before the rules noticed.

Yin Biyue, who was sitting and looking at himself, suddenly felt some kind of mysterious power falling from the unreachable sky, penetrating into his bones and meridians, and sinking into the secluded mansion.The sense of familiarity in my heart returned suddenly, it was hard to put it into words, and I knew that the surging emotion was not empty words.

After taking a closer look at himself, his spiritual consciousness was erratic, and he saw the sky and snow field again, which was no longer what he saw with his eyes before.

He was still meditating physically, but he stood up as if holding the Linyuan Sword.See yourself inside, see the world outside.

This state of separation is delicate and dangerous.

Yin Biyue who was standing looked blank, and the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders flew up unbelievably slowly and returned to the sky.

A snowflake flies back to the sky, thousands of snowflakes fly back to the sky.

The dissipated dark clouds gathered again, and the situation in the four fields changed rapidly, morning and evening alternated, and the stars moved.

As if the rewind button was pressed, everything around me began to flow.Only he stood still.

Gradually, he was no longer where he was.In the seaside town, he used the "Xinghe Shen" in the school, listened to his master's instructions in the school, and stood at the foot of the compassionate and indifferent Buddha statue in Xingshan Temple.

The changes in the picture are getting faster and faster, and it is almost impossible to catch them.

On the roof of Yecheng, there was a strong wind, and the silver moon was reflected in the wine bowl.

In the dark and cold dungeon, he opened his eyes, and heard footsteps echoing in the silent corridor, someone called him, "Junior Brother Yin."

The clerk's eager expression flashed away, "The villain has a vicious halo, one look at the under eight years old will make you cry in fright, do you want one, sir?"

Then there's his near-endless career as a villain.At first it was mostly painful, but later he got used to it, and he no longer had close friendships with people in those worlds, so he liked to complain more and more by himself, like an outsider, watching with cold eyes.

The memory is long and should be vague, but now that it is vivid in his mind, Yin Biyue knows that he has never forgotten it.

When the memory came to an end, a wave of darkness covered it.

Just like the chaos before the heavens and the earth first opened, his consciousness was a little drowsy.

Is it over here?This is my whole life?

he asked himself.

And I answered myself, it shouldn't be, and it won't be.

Come to this world to practice, see the world, see all living beings, but never see yourself.

Not reconciled.

Things that cannot be seen through will naturally be cut through.With a thought, the long sword in his hand was sadly unsheathed.

A flash of lightning tore through the sky, and when the sword fell, the sharp pain seemed to split him open.Yin Biyue intuited that he was facing the great danger of his soul being annihilated, and he also intuited that he was closest to the truth at this moment, so he was absolutely unwilling to give up like this.

The pain distorted the scene in front of him, and he saw a person walking from the light pierced by the sword light, holding a sword in his hand.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew the sword very well.

Lin Yuan Sword.

Different people, same sword.

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On the same snowfield, Luo Mingchuan under the Meteor Abyss also saw a person.

It's the third time we've met, and I'm no stranger at all.

The first time was in the Buddhist hall of Liaoguan, and the second time was when the Linyuan sword pierced through the heart, and the life force was rapidly passing away, and he was extremely weak.

The remnant soul who came to the Sea of ​​Consciousness from the sword took control of his body and devoured all the monsters in Meteor Abyss.But his consciousness was drowsy, and he returned to a million years ago, seeing many fragmented pictures.

Whether it was the clues of his past experience or his deep intuition, he couldn't be shocked.

The third time is now.

The man was wearing a complicated black robe, with golden formation runes embroidered on the hem and cuffs, like a gorgeous ornament.As he walked, the hem of his clothes surged like a sea tide.

Meteor Abyss has a strong evil energy and demonic aura, which is enough to support his divine image.Mo Changyuan's soul, which was not complete in the first place, has gone through a long period of millions of years. Rather than saying that he is a Demon Lord, it is better to say that he is a trace of residual consciousness.

Not only the face, but the voice is also seven points similar to Luo Mingchuan, but the tone is loose, as if full of malice, "I am you, and I can bring you a stronger power, which is a hundred times better than before. Don't you want it?" See Luo Mingchuan didn't answer, he smiled softly, "The formation of Changyuan Palace has been touched. You still don't go up with me to see your good junior brother? Don't you think you can keep him just because you are now? "

Luo Mingchuan said in a deep voice, "What can't be done in ten years, I can do it in a hundred years. What can't be done in a hundred years, I can do it in a lifetime. Between me and my brother, don't bother you."

He was controlled by the remnant soul, and he was stimulated to wake up when the other party carried the unconscious Yin Biyue back to the Changyuan Hall.Then there is the endless fear.

He has fought across the border since he practiced, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

But he was afraid that he would hurt his junior brother.

The strength of this soul is unpredictable, and his attempt to kill the other party failed.If there is a little slack, it will be difficult to control the difference in one thought, Luo Mingchuan plans to seal himself in the abyss, and never die with it.

He healed Yin Biyue's wounds, and Qingyi Luan sent a message from the flying over, and calculated the time to ask someone to pick up his junior brother.He explained the big and small matters of Cangya Mountain, and only said that he had found a retreat, and the return date was uncertain.Everything is arranged in an orderly manner, and the mind is as calm as still water.

"We are a couple of Taoist origin, a legal couple! Even if we die, we deserve to die together! You dare to leave me and try!"

He couldn't help it until he heard this sentence, and kissed Yin Biyue forcefully.

Thinking about it later, I felt a little guilty, as if I hurt my junior brother.

Compared with their experience along the way, this farewell is too short and too hasty.

There was only time to drop a kiss.

Seeing him pondering, the man sneered and said, "What is a lifetime? Do you think he came here to find you? , just passing by you."

It has been a long way, and it has gone through hardships and dangers.You are just one of all the living beings passing by in the world.

Fragments of fragmented memories flashed in his mind, how could Luo Mingchuan not understand the meaning of them.

so what?Is it because of this that people are hidden, their wings are broken, and they are bound in shackles, so as to destroy the whole life of the teacher and brother, just for their own selfish desires?

Luo Mingchuan doesn't deny his possessive desire for his junior, but he absolutely can't do such a thing.

He started to exercise, and a wind blew out of nowhere in the dark and boundless abyss, blowing his black hair and Taoist robe, and his voice was still calm, "I will let him go wherever he is going this time. He seeks the Tao from the three thousand worlds, and I seek the Tao from the three thousand worlds." Thousands of worlds beg him."