live to death

Write about the affairs of the world, and write thousands of books.Knowing the love of the world, knowing the fate of the four generations.

Mo Yinhe looked at Bi Tianxia's capitalized four characters on the gatepost of the fairy pavilion, and wrote horizontally, Bi Tianxia, ​​it's okay, with such a big tone.Do you still know the fate of the fourth generation?Did you guess that the IV was destroyed last time?

Mo Yinhe came to this Immortal Pavilion uninvited, and also uninvited.Not to mention that Mo Yinhe wanted to see this world and have a good chat with him, even the former Wen Jiyi had never had a good look at this guy.

"For eternity, the gods have left their names. They come from the east and go to the west. How could the majestic gods and descendants come to my little fairy pavilion?" I haven't seen anyone yet, but I have heard their voices.

This world is not only owed by mouth, but also by people.

"Of course I'm here to meet Mr. Pen, who knows destiny and everything." Mo Yin and his lips curled into a mocking chuckle, as if he had heard a bad joke. The irony in the mockery was as sharp as a thorn Stabbing at the back of Bi Tianxia's heart, piercing his silent anger.

The world of pens hates the aloof appearance of the descendants of the gods.

Yes, the descendants of the gods are unattainable in every life, arrogant and cold to the point of disgust.At this time, Mo Yinhe turned into Wen Jiji, and it was not much better, he opened his mouth and stabbed.Many people in Honghuang don't like the descendants of the gods, Mo Yinhe can understand.But Bi Tianxia intentionally misled the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor to save Lianmo with the descendants of the gods, but he didn't know how to save Lianmo. In the face of old hatred, Wen Jiluo opened his mouth, ah, the queen of the gods The family is gone, which makes Mo Yinhe very puzzled. Although the descendants of the gods are not attractive, but who wants the descendants of the gods to die, Mo Yinhe has not figured out why Bi Tianxia would want to let the descendants of the gods die. Wen Jiyi died.

"If the descendants of the gods lose their souls, what will happen?"

Bi Tianxia originally thought that Wen Jiyi came to him to ask questions, and had already made up his mind to ignore him, but he didn't know that he threw him such a strange question at the beginning.Isn't the descendant of the gods right in front of him?

Suddenly, Bi Tianxia's complexion changed suddenly, his brows frowned, and his mustache twitched, as if he had thought of something, regardless of the irony that Wen Jiyan poked at him before, a person suddenly appeared in the Bixian Pavilion who heard his voice but could not see him. The white figure is exactly the world of pens.

Bi Tianxia took a step forward, then backed away, as if he wanted to know why Wen Jiyi asked this question, but because of the rift between him and Wen Jiji, he didn't want to show that he cared too much about this question.

The corner of Mo Yinhe's lips raised slightly. He could see that Bi Tianxia was struggling, but he didn't intend to take the initiative to rescue him.Because of the previous life, it's not too much to embarrass him for a while in this life, right?

Bi Tianxia struggled for a while, seeing that Wen Jiyi was waiting for him to ask, he held back for a long time, his face turned red, and finally asked Mo Yinhe what he wanted to hear.

"Is your soul damaged? If it is really damaged, then go to Xuannan Sea to find the Dragon King and borrow the soul mirror. With your strength, it should not be a problem to gather a soul or a soul. If there is a problem , I know that the Xuannan Dragon King and the Heavenly Demon Realm belong to the same faction, but the descendants of the gods and dragons have had a close relationship with the dragons since ancient times. You ask the Dragon King to wish you a helping hand. It is not difficult to find the soul. If the soul escapes and has merged into other creatures..."

Mo Yin and the guy who knew that Pen World just didn't want to ask him the details, so they explained all the possible situations, and now they started to talk about how to take out the soul without killing indiscriminately if the soul merged into other living beings. It can be seen from this that although the pen world dislikes the descendants of the gods very much, it is very afraid of the souls of the descendants of the gods escaping.

Mo Yinhe didn't interrupt him, and when Bi Tianxia came to his senses, he realized that the guy in front of him hadn't lost his mind at all. He raised his beard, stomped his foot, and then turned around to leave, but suddenly he couldn't hear him. Yinhe said: "What if the descendants of the gods are drawn out for blood?"

Pen World panicked.Wen Jiyi is still the same Wen Jiyi, but why does he say things that hurt him?Could it be to embarrass him?But this is not right, this is embarrassing yourself by hurting yourself, which is not what people like Wen Jiyi would do at first glance.

Although there was a rift between each other and they couldn't see each other, Bi Tianxia's understanding of Wen Jiyi was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. He knew that the two sentences Wen Jiyi said were definitely not random words.This time he didn't want to answer the conversation anymore, he knew that Wen Jiyi must have something to say.

Sure enough, although Bi Tianxia hadn't turned around yet, his complexion turned ugly all of a sudden.

"If the souls of the descendants of the gods are drawn out and whipped into the ghost way, and other people's souls are refined into the blood of the gods, and their souls enter the body, what will be the result?"

Bi Tianxia didn't expect that it turned out that Wen Ji'an guided him step by step, but what he finally heard was this sentence.This sentence sounds cruel, but there is an even crueler unsaid statement-no one can understand the catastrophe of the four worlds.

"As a result, you should know. Then let me ask you again, if someone you know came to ask you for help, saying that a mortal's soul is unstable, he is about to leave his body, and there is no cure for it in a thousand ways, what would you say? "

The soul is separated from the body, and the gods can be solved.With the blood of the gods, the soul is forged and solidified.

"The soul can be separated from the body, and the gods can solve it. Use the blood of the god to cast the soul and solidify it."

How could he know what I wanted to say!I tried my best to calculate the world, but I couldn't see the past of the descendant of the god behind him.Bi Tianxia can't see the future, can't see the secrets, but can see the past history. This is the reason why he was able to write "Qian Qiu Lu" and the reason why he is named Bi Tianxia.Now, the originally clear history has become gray and white in front of my eyes.Bi Tianxia suddenly turned around, looking at Wen Jiyi who was obviously the same in front of him, but suddenly became a completely strange person.

"you?"

Mo Yinhe knew what he wanted to ask.He nodded, confirming Bi Tianxia's conjecture.

In the prehistoric world, changing souls is an obvious thing.All of a sudden, Wen Jiyi was replaced by Mo Yinhe, and anyone with a strong spiritual power could feel it.Mo Yinhe wanted Bi Tianxia to mistakenly think that he was the soul that came back in later generations, and then through Bi Tianxia, ​​he knew that he should hide his greatly changed soul.

He suddenly sat down on the ground, muttering his favorite four-character words in his mouth, and Mo Yinhe knew without listening carefully that he was recalling the four-character words mentioned in the ancient sayings. World catastrophe.

I don't know what Bi Tianxia was muttering, but he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little disappointed, Mo Yinhe didn't know what this guy had imagined, but he probably knew that it must be related to the Four Realms of Heavenly Tribulation.

Mo Yinhe didn't know when the Heavenly Tribulation of the Four Realms would appear, but the inheritance of the descendants of the gods had been broken, and no matter when it came, the only fire had been extinguished.

The descendants of the gods are dead, and the only hope is...

"If the inheritance of the descendants of the gods is cut off, the only hope is... the gathering of the spiritual power of the four worlds..." The next words are a little hard to say.The only catastrophe in the Four Realms, the only life force was cut off, and the only thing left to exchange was... all the aura of the Four Realms.At that time, the prehistoric world will not exist, the dragons will not be able to fly, and the acquired lotus will all disappear... This is a world that is more frightening than death and destruction. It is a world where aura no longer exists.

Mo Yin and raised eyebrows, did not expect that apart from the descendants of the gods, there was still a glimmer of life.Doesn't that mean that the Age of Myths has directly become the Bronze Age?How will the world change in the future?Is this a step backward or a step forward for the Four Realms?

Even though Bi Tianxia knew everything, he did not experience thousands of worlds like Mo Yinhe did. The only thing he could think of was darkness—a world where the fire had been extinguished.

Bi Tianxia didn't dare to really ask what was in his heart, but he vaguely understood that the Wen Jiying in front of him was indeed not the original Wen Jiying.The beginning of everything is because of my own words, and those words have made my soul solid.

Mo Yinhe didn't come here this time to look at the world of pen to repent, and if he saw it, he would have earned it, but what he came this time to know was not this.

Bi Tianxia heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, but when he looked up, he saw a little golden dragon sticking out his head behind Wen Jiyi, looking at him with big green vertical pupils. A baby dragon over 500 years old.

Mo Yinhe took out the jade bottle, which floated out of thin air and came to Bi Tianxia.

"The Jinlin clan is different. Zhenhai Jinshuilian is trapped. Do you know what happened?" Mo Yinhe gestured to Bi Tianxia with his eyes, and there was a clue in the bottle.

Bi Tianxia looked up in a daze, as if he hadn't recovered from the death of the descendants of the gods.He stood up, took the jade bottle, and smelled the smell of sea water before opening the jade bottle.Could this be something brought back from the extreme east sea?

He opened the jade bottle with his spiritual power, only to see a drop of black matter slowly floating out, floating up and down on the mouth of the jade bottle, without any intention of fleeing, just floating quietly.

The black water drop still didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, and Pen World didn't seem to understand what it was, but suddenly thought of a possibility.

The black shell is just a cover, impenetrable to the divine sense, unbreakable.

Thinking of this possibility, Pen World didn't know where it went, but there was a sound of rummaging and bumping. It must be looking for something.

After a while, Bi Tianxia came out of the house, took out another finger-long jade bottle, and released some white melting powder, but saw that the shell of the black water droplets disappeared, and the strong filthy atmosphere immediately stained the pen fairy of Bi Tianxia. Court.

Mo Yinhe was surprised, it was amazing, and he was able to compress such a strong filthy air into such a small drop of water and cover up the filthy power. Could it be that the intruders did it again?This method of killing no blood is really wonderful.In such a big prehistoric world, let alone Mo Yin and one person, even if there is another Qin Chu, if it is not a coincidence, let alone discovering the special situation of Jinshuilian, even if there is a mutation in the Jinlin clan, it may be difficult to find.After all, judging from the state of Pen World, they probably don't know what happened to the Jinlin Clan today.

Bi Tianxia is from the Heavenly Spirit Realm, he doesn't even know what happened, and it's even harder for the other three realms to know.

Both of them practiced the way of immortality, so the filthy power was really uncomfortable.With a snap of Mo Yinhe's fingers, a wave of Linglian spiritual energy spread around, and the filthy air disappeared immediately.

Bi Tianxia felt the aura around him in a daze, and looked at Mo Yinhe with disbelief in his eyes.

Linglian, are you awake?