After dressing up as a demon

On the way back to Biyuntian from the Linyong Mountains, Shen Cang felt dizzy several times, and Jiang Yundu saw him several times, and pulled him straight to the ground.

"Any injuries?"

"Don't worry, the injury is not serious," Shen Cang said, "It was the seal that allowed me to see some pictures again."

Seeing his expression, Jiang Yundu turned and said, "I will protect the law for you."

Shen Cang didn't insist anymore: "Okay."

After sitting cross-legged, he practiced martial arts to relieve the surge of Qi and blood in his body after being hit just now, and then he closed his eyes and let the unimpressive memory mix into his consciousness.

This time, there was no one around.

Following the perspective of "Emperor", he sat on the top of the cloud platform.

The huge straight and huge white cylinder is carved into everything, lifelike, and it is the only fulcrum in Yunshan Yunhai, and he is sitting on the top of this fulcrum.

Above the head is a river of shining stars, bright and boundless.

Just the second after "Dijun" opened his eyes.

The silver light that was as bright as a waterfall reveals the color of blood.

The sea of ​​clouds under the seat also floated slowly, reflecting the same ominous blood shadow, turning into a mirage-like illusion.

"Emperor" was condescending, calmly watching the changes in front of him.

In the illusion, the demonic energy of the world is lingering, and the eyes are full of silent cries, and the blood-red pills condense from the piled up corpses, are collected in the bag, and sent into the mist.

Cultivators are animals waiting to be slaughtered, and mortals are driven away and raised in captivity.

Dongtianfu is deserted everywhere, and the sect of Xianzong is riddled with holes and wounds.

Jinxiu Shanshui has become a purgatory on earth, with messy corpses and bloodstains everywhere.

In the red light soaring into the sky, a white figure rose up with a smile, and beside him, a flirtatious woman stood respectfully and bowed her head.

"Emperor" slowly closed his eyes.

Inexplicably, Shen Cang and the person in his memory are connected.

Juechentian is not dead, he is still in the world.

When "Emperor" opened his eyes again, the galaxy and sea of ​​clouds had returned to its original state, and the surroundings were quiet, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion.

Shen Cang immediately got up following his perspective, and descended on the clouds.

Walking through the empty all the way, I finally saw a place with a building before I met a figure.

The other party noticed this from a distance, hurriedly stopped to salute, and said: "Congratulations to the emperor for leaving the customs."

"Emperor" said: "Thank you."

The other party was still waiting to leave, so he just listened to him.

"Is Xianjun Zeyi in Tianji Palace?"

"Oh! Emperor Qiyuan is here—" Speaking of this, the other party was taken aback, "Immortal Zeyi? The emperor is indeed in Tianji Palace."

"Emperor" nodded to him, and immediately flew to Tianji Palace.

Before landing, a man greeted him from the palace.

It was this man who once said that the emperor was close to death in the lower realm, and Shen Cang still had an impression of him.

Zeyi Xianjun said with a smile: "The emperor came to Tianji Palace after leaving the customs, must be something important?"

"Emperor" cut to the chase: "Help me find Juechentian."

Zeyi Xianjun's smile faltered: "The emperor forgot, Juechentian is dead, and he is dying under the emperor's sword."

The screen suddenly flashed here.

The two were not at the gate of Tianji Palace, but stood in front of a water mirror covered with golden runes.

Clouds and mist moved in the mirror.

There is the sound of clank and zither outside the sky.

Shen Cang realized that this memory was an extended version of that "Near Death", which gave him a brief summary of the past, and now it is estimated to be a follow-up development.

In the mirror, the smile on Zeyi Xianjun's face has disappeared.

He looked at the "dijun" and tried to persuade him again and again: "Even if Juechentian is causing chaos in the human world, it would be better to suppress him with the emperor in the fairy world."

"Emperor" said flatly: "Ze Yi, you understand why I ask you for help."

"Three reincarnations, reincarnation for thousands of years, Xiaoxian is willing to obey the emperor's arrangement and try her best." Xianjun Zeyi took a step forward, unable to hide his anxiety, "But if the emperor makes a mistake, there will be no turning back!"

"Emperor" looked at him in a blink of an eye.

Immortal Zeyi couldn't help taking half a step back, then gritted his teeth and said: "Emperor Qiyuan will never agree to what the emperor does."

"Emperor" said: "He doesn't need to know about this."

It has been confirmed from Juechentian that Emperor Qiyuan is Jiang Yundu, and when he heard this name again, Shen Cang didn't care about their reaction.

It's just reincarnation from scratch, so it's worth all the fuss?

His thoughts were quickly interrupted by Zeyi Xianjun's words.

"Forgive Xiaoxian's blunt words, after a thousand years, the emperor will use his mortal body to sacrifice to the formation. If the vitality is cut off, the Taoist body collapses, and once the emperor falls, everyone in the three realms will know. How can we hide it from the Qiyuan emperor?"

Shen Cang was slightly taken aback.

Sacrifice?

He looked at Immortal Zeyi.

The other party's worries surfaced on the surface: "The emperor has uncovered the secrets, and he can't bear a catastrophe in the world, but he must gamble with his life?"

Shen Cang looked at the water mirror in front of him.

His silver shadow was calm, disregarding life and death.

It turned out that this was the reason why the "Emperor" descended to the lower realm.

He had seen the so-called heavenly secret just now, and if it was true, the "Emperor" was not gambling with his life, but was using his life to save the world from catastrophe.

According to the previous statement, he also took his life to end the cause and effect of accidentally letting go of Juechentian 5000 years ago.

Zeyi Xianjun is still earnestly persuading: "Please listen to Xiaoxian's words, Dijun, and don't go down to the realm!"

"Emperor" tone is still light: "Go and prepare."

The picture has gradually become hazy.

Shen Cang opened his eyes, looked up at the clear sky under the clouds, and suddenly laughed.

He is the reincarnation of the emperor.

In other words, one day, he will have to sacrifice an array to end all of this.

So he came to this world with the system, collected this set of exercises, and saw these memories, not because of luck, but because when the time comes, he has enough ability to die generously.

"Shen Cang?"

Shen Cang glanced at Jiang Yundu, got up and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Yundu held his hand: "What did you just see?"

Shen Cang paused.

Maybe he did have some connection with Dijun, and in this matter, he made the same choice.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yundu doesn't need to know what hasn't happened yet, "It's still about the emperor's reincarnation."

Jiang Yundu frowned, looked deeply into his eyes: "Only these?"

"What else do you think?" Shen Cang chuckled, "Fortunately, Juechentian met us before, so he can be sure that Emperor Qiyuan is you."

Jiang Yundu said: "Do you believe him?"

"I believe it, otherwise, why would you and I be destined for three lives?"

Shen Cang put his arm on Jiang Yundu's shoulder, and leaned over to ask him, "Tell me, what is our relationship in the fairy world? Why is it that no matter where I go, someone mentions you?"

Jiang Yundu asked back, "Can't you see it?"

"I haven't seen Emperor Qiyuan yet." Shen Cang said, "However, according to what they said, it seems that I originally planned to reincarnate alone, so you didn't sneak down with me, did you?"

Jiang Yundu turned his face to see his smile in front of him, and looked away again: "Nonsense."

After the words fell, he brushed his hand away and went straight to the sky.

Shen Cang looked at his back, with a slight smile on his lips.

"What are you waiting for?"

Hearing his voice, Shen Cang immediately flew up.

"coming."

—

Back to Biyuntian side by side with Jiang Yundu, Shen Cang had a bad premonition in his heart even though they were still far away.

Before long, the premonition came true.

There is a faint evil breath in the air.

Where the demons pass by, there will always be traces that are difficult to eliminate, which is the unique stench of the demons.

Shen Cang looked in Bi Yuntian's direction.

The only one who will attack the mountain at this time is Juechentian.

Since he and Jiang Yundu couldn't be found, Juechentian was naturally willing to vent his anger on those related to them.

Shen Cang stopped in the air, protruding his consciousness.

Juechentian has left.

Biyuntian was almost razed to the ground.

All the five peaks collapsed, interspersed horizontally and vertically, and the palaces and pavilions were buried under the rubble mountain, and their original appearance has long been lost.

The gray mist that has not dissipated shrouded the ruins, and the mottled blood can be faintly seen.

With Juechentian's current strength, destroying a sect is just a thought away.

"This way."

Shen Cang turned to the southeast along with Jiang Yundu and glanced at him.

Jiang Yundu said: "Feng Huan left a mark along the way."

Shen Cang said: "That's good."

If Feng Huan can escape, there should be other survivors.

Shangguan Chu and Jing Wuyou were also in Biyuntian, so I don't know what's going on now.

Fortunately, the last imprint left by Feng Huan was not too far away from them. Without Jiang Yundu's reminder, Shen Cang could sense the aura on the ground.

Covered by a formation, it still couldn't stop the spiritual power gathered by many disciples.

When it landed, Shen Cang reinforced the formation casually.

His kung fu technique can conceal the aura, even if Juechentian came personally, he would not notice the abnormality here.

The ingenious real man who set up the formation frowned and made a gesture, and before he could give a warning, his expression relaxed when he saw Shen Cang and Jiang Yundu who seemed to be in the land of no one.

On the side, a gust of wind rushed out and rushed in front of the two of them.

"Senior Brother!" When the savior came, Shangguan Chu's eyes turned red again, "Come and see Senior Brother Jing, he is dying soon!"

Shen Cang frowned: "Where is he?"

Shangguan Chu hurriedly walked ahead and led the way.

At the place where the wounded gathered, all Biyuntian executives were sitting around at the moment.

Zhu Wanwan was concentrating on expelling the evil energy for the guardian, and didn't notice anyone approaching for a while.

On the other side, Feng Huan was sitting under the tree, his chest and abdomen were in a mess, his left hand was covering his blood-stained right shoulder, and his entire right arm was gone.

Hearing the movement, he raised his almost pale face, and saw Jiang Yundu beside Shen Cang, his eyes froze back to light.

"Sovereign..." He said in a hoarse voice, with one hand propped on the ground, before kneeling down, his figure wobbled and fell to the ground weakly.

The spiritual power gushing from Jiang Yundu's palm helped him stand up, then wrapped his whole body, and penetrated into the wounds that could be seen everywhere.

Shen Cang looked back, and saw Jing Wuyou who was unconscious on the ground.

There is a thick black cloud between his eyebrows, and the meridian under the neck is black, extending to the half-open chest, approaching the heart dantian.

Evil energy enters the body.

The golden red light shines brightly above Jing Wuyou's dantian, hanging on and protecting the heart veins.

Duan Ye's face was gloomy and cold. When he saw Shen Cang, he clenched his fist and took a step back.

Shen Cang didn't have time to ask any more questions, so he sat down cross-legged, pointed to Fu Jing Wuyou to sit up, raised his palm and pressed it in front of the opponent, the kung fu was running, and the spiritual power flowing like gold sank into Jing Wuyou's body.

At this moment, Jing Wuyou's eyelids moved slightly, and his chest gradually rose and fell.

Shangguan Chu was both surprised and delighted: "I knew that Senior Brother would be able to save Senior Brother Jing!"

Duan Ye stood where he was, looked at Jing Wuyou's slightly improved face, and then turned and walked towards Jiang Yundu.

Jiang Yundu could barely let Feng Huan go.

Feng Huan knelt down straight, bowed his head deeply, and said in a hoarse voice: "This subordinate is useless, failed to keep Biyuntian, please punish the suzerain!"

"Don't blame yourself."

Jiang Yundu waved his hand.

Feng Huan was whisked back under the tree.

Duan Ye walked up to Jiang Yundu at this moment, and also knelt on one knee: "This subordinate has something to report to the suzerain."

"speak."

Duan Ye said: "The state of Juechentian is not stable, and it needs to be refined for ten days. My subordinates have heard it with their own ears. After ten days, he will go to the Qining Mountains."

Jiang Yundu looked down at him: "Have you heard it with your own ears?"

Duan Ye lowered his head: "Yes."