Old state

At some point there were several people standing at the door, their faces changed when they saw Yang Zigui stop, and some of them couldn't help but take a step or two forward.

Yang Zigui heard the sound keenly, and when he turned around, he saw a few people with strange faces, but the aura emanating from them was by no means unfamiliar, with a smell of treachery and evil spirits.

Yang Zigui smiled instead of anger, and looked straight at Zihui standing at the back: "I don't know what you mean by this? Can the trend of the world be forged at will?"

The person in charge has a kind face, looks about five or sixty years old, and has a face that has experienced a lot of wind and frost, but his eyes are not the same, especially the eyes staring at Yang Zigui, as if he hasn't eaten properly for several years The way the hungry wolf looked at the food - in his eyes, Yang Zigui clearly saw the use and calculation.

To be honest, he was willing to go with Zihui, even if he was used, he never complained, because he thought that Zihui was doing things for the ancestors, but he never thought of being used in vain by these bad old men.

He became vigilant in his heart and secretly called Ping Yi.I'm afraid he can't be kind today, he never entrusts himself with big things, and with his own strength, I'm afraid he can't leave.Only Ping Yi, the demon god from the ages ago, can protect the two of them and retreat.

The black vortex in his body had already stopped turning, and Ping Yi, who hadn't answered a few days ago, did reply when Zihui and Yang Zigui were on the road, but didn't talk about his situation these days, but simply said that he was fine.

Today Yang Zigui asked a question, and Ping Yi answered it.He also felt that the atmosphere outside was not quite right, and as soon as he communicated with Yang Zigui, he sneaked out of his body and protected Yang Zigui when the battle started.

Perhaps it was Ping Yi's illusion, he always felt that the little monk standing at the back opposite him was looking at him.

Zihui looked up for a moment, then lowered his head again, without saying anything.

But the old man in the lead still stared at Yang Zigui closely, with salivation in his eyes, Yang Zigui bathed in his substantive gaze, and felt like he had become a piece of braised pork.

He raised his eyebrows impatiently: "This old gentleman, what advice do you have?"

The old man smiled, and still stared at him closely: "Master Yang is too polite to say that, the little old man dare not say that he will be taught."

Yang Zigui frowned imperceptibly, but he was mentally prepared for all of this, after all, he could tell that he was Zihui who went back in time and stood behind those people.

He didn't dwell on this question any more, just smiled and said, "Then I don't know what the old man means?"

His eyes are indifferent, without any fluctuations, only when the waves of his eyes flow, can he see the flashing sharpness, which is extremely sharp.

The old man on the opposite side didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Why don't I tell a story to Master Yang."

Ignoring Yang Zigui's disgust, he slowly began to talk: "Because of a long sleep, the demon god gradually drifted into the world, and one day he strayed into a formation. It was another small world left by the formation master. Just wait for enough energy to open it. No one else knows how Yipo got in, but when Yipo enters the small world, it transforms into the three souls and seven souls of mortals, and the dissipated energy opens the door. Formation."

"One soul of a demon god is extraordinary. Although he has transformed into three souls and seven souls of mortals, he is extraordinarily extraordinary. Just like Greedy Wolf, he will bring bad luck to the people around him, so all his relatives regard him as He died tragically in various ways, and his closest teacher also pierced his heart with a thousand swords. But this is not worth mourning."

"Because, the original function of this formation is to give a dream, that is to say, those people are all fake."

"Master Yang, your Demon Cult, your master, and everything you have experienced is all fake."

"You are nothing but a human form transformed into a soul."

There was obvious malice in his words, and his voice became more and more indistinct, as if whispering in Yang Zigui's ear, the most vicious words in the world: "This world is real, and you don't exist in this world at all. The world you live in, the things you cherish and experience are all fake."

"all fake."

all fake.

fake.

All are fake.

Yang Zigui stood where he was, almost absorbed by this story, he knew that he couldn't trust the words of this unknown person like this, and couldn't just deny all the previous memories like this.But in his heart, he subconsciously believed it.

Ping Yi was also stunned.

In fact, although there are some doubts about this story, for example, what is going on with this body?And how did he turn into a human with three souls and seven souls, and how did he enter that formation?There is even Ping Yi who clearly said that his soul was lost, but in the old man's story, his soul did leave by himself, which is not right.This is Ping Yi's soul, he should know more clearly how Yi soul left.

And most importantly, did this old man mysteriously ask Zihui to trick him here just to tell him this story?What is his purpose?

Yang Zigui is no longer a child, even because of his experience of wandering in the rivers and lakes, he is extremely suspicious.

Also because it involves his reverse scale.

Master Yang narrowed his eyes, and asked indifferently: "I don't know what the old man means by these words?"

The old man on the opposite side still had a salivating expression, and his small eyes seemed to be shining brightly: "Master Yang, you clearly know, is what I said true? You must know. Ask your heart, is it true?" Didn't you know that there are many doubts, or you can't help but believe it?"

There was bewitchment in his voice, but Yang Zigui turned pale.

Because he knew very well that the old man's words were all true, and they just hit his inner feelings.

He just couldn't believe it.

Yang Zigui squeezed the fan in his hand: "If you want me to believe that you are so nonsensical, shouldn't the old man fill in all the loopholes in your story? For example, how did my fan come from? For example, What's the matter with my martial arts? For example..."

He slowly spoke his questions, seeing the confident smile on the old man's face, he couldn't help but stop talking.

And the old man seemed to know that he was going to ask this question, so he raised his hand, and a person slowly walked out of the door.

This person is their old acquaintance.Many times after Yang Zigui left Qingshi Town, he was concerned about the person who had given them a lot of help but disappeared for no reason.

After he established the Peerless Palace, he also looked for him, but he didn't expect that the goodbye turned out to be such a scene.

This person was the old doctor, old man Wei, whom he met when he first met the child and gave them a lot of help.