After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

Yunwaitian

The waterfall in the distant mountain pours down from a high place, stirring up a layer of white water mist. Below is a blue deep pool, surrounded by lush vegetation, and the mist is moist and green, except for the sound of water, it is extremely quiet.

There is another courtyard not far from the deep pool, and the surrounding area of ​​the courtyard is the same as that of the pool, it is a mess that no one takes care of.

It stands to reason that every place in the Yunjing Sect is taken care of by outer disciples, but this place seems to be forgotten, and no one has visited it for at least a hundred years.

An Jinnian was standing in the middle of the courtyard, his dark robes whistling in the wind. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, some of which were as tall as half a person. A barren house in the lower realm.

Looking at the plaque on the ground, the words Lingwei Pavilion can still be vaguely seen on it.

An Jinnian just glanced at it, then walked in.

Lingwei Pavilion is a small courtyard of the third miss, An Huailing.

When he was just taken in, he was a helpless outside disciple who had no place in the Cloud Realm Sect. Even the Third Miss had no choice but to arrange him in the Yunjing Sect. This remote small courtyard is in charge of taking care of it.

The third lady of Lingwei Pavilion would come once or twice a month, and she would stay for a day or two each time. Sometimes she was in the house, and sometimes she just looked at the waterfall in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

This kind of life lasted for two or three years, until one day, she stayed in that room for five full days. On the last day, he heard the sound of crackling and smashing things in the room. He felt strange, so he approached to hear it clearly.

He was standing by the door, and there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from inside. A floating aura penetrated the room, and at the same time, it was mixed with a female voice who was talking to herself and couldn't hear clearly.

There were intermittent words, 'shouldn't', 'why me', 'why lied to me'.

The voice was so miserable that it shook people's minds. He was a little worried and wanted to push the door open, but at this time the door was opened from the inside.

Logically speaking, with Miss San's cultivation, she should have noticed someone standing by the door, but when she opened the door and saw him standing at the door, she froze slightly.

She looked really embarrassed, her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and she looked distraught, only the light in her eyes had changed. At the beginning, it was clear and clean as if it had a divine brilliance, but now it seemed to be hidden in the dark, cold and indifferent , It seems to have changed a person.

Stared at by such eyes, he froze for a moment.

But she seemed to have recovered, she squatted down slowly, raised her hand to caress his cheek, the cold touch made him hold his breath unconsciously.

She said: "Would you be like them, just wearing human skin?"

The gentle tone made people shudder like a cold wind.

He frowned, not understanding what she meant, but before he could think about it, she smiled again, and took his hand, as gentle as Hexi Sunshine at the beginning.

"Let's go, you will stay in my courtyard from now on."

The door was slightly open, and he was pulled away. The moment he turned around, he couldn't help but look into the room. The time was too short for him to see scattered books, fallen cabinets, and scattered porcelain fragments everywhere.

Although her changes were weird at the time, he didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was a mistake in her practice, because since then, she hasn't shown any abnormalities.

But thinking about it now, her eyes at that time were colder than anyone he had ever seen.

So he wanted to see what was in this room that made her so out of her mind.

An Jinnian stood in the room, the air smelled of mildew, his eyes swept over every part of the room, the wooden boards were covered with blue dark spots due to damp, the sunlight came in through some gaps, the books on the floor were already in tatters, There was thick dust everywhere.

This scene, there is a kind of desolation that seems to be different from the world.

An Jinnian squeezed the magic formula with both hands, a white aura spread from his fingertips, the whole room seemed to have escaped the sanction of time, the musty smell disappeared, the dark spots and rot disappeared, and everything seemed to return to the moment he saw it at the beginning .

Stepping forward, he walked very slowly step by step, skipping over fragments, books, wooden tables... His vision engraved every part of the entire room in his mind, and then slowly put everything together again to form a This house is complete.

He came to the place in front of the desk, and there were scattered pens, inks, papers and inkstones under his feet, and there was still ink on the tip of the pen, indicating that she had written something at that time.

He knelt down and removed the books covering his face, revealing a piece of paper at the bottom. There was a sentence written on it. At the beginning, the writing was sharp, but after that, it was completely lost. Obviously, the person who wrote it was extremely emotional at the time. fluctuation.

An Jinnian watched, and after a few seconds, his eyes darkened.

'The man in the blue ocean calls himself a saint, but that's all. '

People of the Blue Sea... Could it be the legendary Blue Sea Gate?

He had heard the rumors about the Lan Haimen, saying that their sect was few in number, the people in the sect were haunted and haunted, and the place where the sect was located was like a mirage. Some people suspect that this sect may be just a story.

I didn't expect it to exist.

But how could she have contact with those people?

Then his eyes were attracted by a book next to him. There was a folded page in the gap of the book. He picked it up. There was nothing written on the front page of the book, not even a name. He opened the folded page.

After a while, his pupils shrank sharply, and his expression suddenly changed!

The whole person stood up suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on his face!

...The divine egg of the phoenix needs to be used as a weapon!

... The choice of heaven, the light of God's choice!

container--

An Jinnian's expression did not change, his eyes moved down.

... If there is a weapon, it cannot be taken by force, otherwise it will be destroyed together, and the destruction of the holy things will not be tolerated. If the weapon is given, it can be transferred...

This is the phoenix egg——

Why would she?

Blue Ocean Gate, Phoenix Egg, Book, The Anomaly of That Day.

He froze for a moment, many things seemed to be drawn by a thread, colliding with each other one after another, and he began to piece together the fragmentary pictures in his mind, the first life, the second life, and now...

He suddenly understood that the phoenix egg was in Lan Haimen's hands from the very beginning, and then it was transferred to An Huailing, making her a new container for the phoenix egg!

In other words, she is the chosen one, the one chosen by Lanhaimen.

And she doesn't seem to want to.

So she gave the phoenix egg to Shi Yuan... and Yan Lin had half of it, which was separated and transferred by Shi Yuan when the two were on that isolated island... Now the phoenix egg on the person behind it can only be Shi Yuan's half, But why would he hand it over willingly? Could it be that he was forced... What can the other party use to force him?

Yan Lin's expression of being forced to ask but unwilling to answer flashed in his mind...

It's him.

His pitch-black eyes were like billowing black mist, dull and dull. He looked at the things in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Did not expect ah.

Her cause and result are actually in such a deserted room, and no one knows about it. Even if one person stepped in and disposed of these old things for so many years, he would have no chance to find out about them.

But he still has a doubt.

Essence of Taoism.

Even he didn't know where it went.

The next second, An Jinnian raised his eyes with a slightly cold expression, and disappeared out of nowhere, appearing directly above the Lingwei Pavilion. He lowered his eyes for a while, and with a click of his fingertips, the room was instantly submerged in a sea of ​​red flames. among!

An Jinnian stared at the flickering fire below, and remembered that when he was bullied by those inner disciples after leaving here, she came out of the next room and said something calmly.

"A person is a box filled with emotions and desires. Sometimes it is opened to love, and sometimes to hate. Since you don't know what the other person is like, you should hide your own, understand?"

After a long time, the fire was extinguished, leaving only a piece of ashes in place, and there was not even a trace of smoke from the fire from the beginning to the end.

At the same time, news came out from the Changtian Sword Sect that a disciple of his sect accidentally got a phoenix egg, although he invited monks from all over the world to discuss how to deal with it in the Antarctic Sea.

As soon as this news came out, the entire Zhongtian Realm instantly became like boiling water on the fire, and within a day, there was a lot of bubbling and criticism.

You have to know what this phoenix egg is, the three holy objects, something that so many people flock to, even the Yunjing Sect and the Haoran Immortal Mansion are planted on it, but it just appeared in the hands of the Changtian Sword Sect for no reason. Feel weird?

Some people guessed that the phoenix egg had actually been in the hands of the Changtian Sword Sect all along, and if it wasn't for the bloody storm behind it, they wouldn't have handed it over at all.

But since all the monks have been invited to participate, they must go, not to mention whether they have the ability to fight for the return of the sacred object, just to have a look at it is good.

But if it is really greedy, then you have to use your life to compete with those swordsmen of the Changtian Sword Sect.

So on the third day after the news was released, the Changtian Sword Sect received countless posts from monks who said they would attend on time.

And in that cold peak, on the throne of the dark light stone palace, the ghost-masked man in black brocade leaned on the spacious stone chair, looking at the person prostrate on the ground below, most of the ghost-face was caught in the shadows, with a deep outline It looked terrible.

He crushed the messenger butterfly in his hand, and the light blue fluorescent light fell to the ground.

"I didn't expect that I would underestimate them. It's interesting and really interesting to dare to do such a thing blatantly."

The deep tone was light, and it seemed to be interesting.

Through the two black holes in the mask, the cold and sinister eyes seemed to be staring at those upright monks who were in high spirits, seeing the greed in their eyes.

"Since you are so eager to lure me out, it must have been a perfect game. If I don't go, it will be a waste of your efforts. So I simply follow your wishes and see who will stand at the end. people."

He stood up abruptly, condescending.

"Who wins the deer, I don't know yet."