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In the quiet dark room, the sound of the fan swinging up and down, reverberating eerily.

Luo Qingchen rested his forehead and pondered for a while, then said leisurely: "I really didn't expect that this Yanluo is poisonous and stupid, but it was a coincidence, and indirectly helped me get rid of a powerful enemy who made me have a headache and trouble."

After reading the message on the secret letter, he casually threw it into the fire beside him and burned it.

Xi Yan reminded: "It's just that you need to see people when you live, and you need to see corpses when you die. I heard that the members of the Mu family have been looking for a long time under Duanyuan Peak, and they still use the disappearance as evidence to the outside world. Perhaps the master shouldn't let go of his guard so early. ..."

"Hmph. Let the people of the Mu family worry about life and death. They will confirm the result for us, and we can sit back and enjoy their achievements."

Luo Qingchen snorted coldly, and said again: "It's just that Feng Mei's recent movements have disappeared. Should I take the time to meet him?"

"Master, there is no need. Feng Mei disappeared for a long time, but she was actually running around for the ancient book in our hands. Back then, Li Yuanxie's nephew stole the book from the Nine Heavens God Realm to Tongjiang, and it was transferred to us. No one knew about it, so That's why Feng Mei has to worry so much."

Xi Yan reminded Luo Qingchen to be in a good mood, shaking his fan and chuckling.

"It seems that God has helped us. The ancient formation in this book is the best way to integrate spiritual consciousness. After studying for many months, do you have the exact formation?"

Xi Yan paused after hearing the sound, bowed his head and said, "Forgive me, master. The difficulty of the ancient prose is indeed far beyond my expectation. It may take some time to completely solve the formation."

Luo Qingchen frowned, and said lightly: "Recently, Li Yuanxie's spiritual sense has faint signs of leading him into a demon. I'm afraid that the night will have many dreams, and it will make him escape from my grasp."

Xi Yan thought for a moment, and then said: "Master, you might as well shift your focus to another person first. As long as one-third of his spiritual consciousness is separated from Li Yuanxie, he will not be able to escape your control."

"Qi Zhong?" Luo Qingchen knocked on the table, lowered his eyes and said, "How should I arrange him?"

There was a smirk at the corner of Xi Yan's mouth, and he suggested: "It's better to throw it into the furnace and refine it. Maybe after he soaks in the evil atmosphere of the evil soul, it will be easier to integrate the remaining consciousness."

"Will this move be risky?" Luo Qingchen hesitated for a moment.

"There is a risk, of course. But we are not responsible for it. He still has half a pair of immortal roots and immortal bones to suppress his demon nature, and he will not easily lose his mind. The evil fire in the furnace will only make him feel pain, but it will not cause damage to his mind. "

Luo Qingchen frowned lightly: "But... this pain, will..."

"Master, if you want to achieve great things, you must not be kind to a woman." Xi Yanji quickly extinguished his hesitation.

Luo Qingchen raised his eyes and said: "Well. Then I'll go and pester Fang Yanxiao first, you wait for the opportunity to influence Li Yuanxie's thoughts, and let him order to throw Qi Zhong into the evil fire."

"Yes."

Xi Yan bowed his head in response, watching the shadow on the ground stray away, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

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"I, Mu Yun, would like to use my status as an immortal as a guarantee, and Changting's disciple, Qi Zhong, is definitely not a traitor from the Devil's Cult!"

"Also please don't use your own guesses to slander him!"

"After worshiping Yuelao, will I be sure to grow old with the one I love?"

"Xiao Zhong, let's go home!"

……

Hearing the sounds of these memories, Qi Zhong looked at the sincerely outstretched hands on the opposite side, full of joy, and was about to entrust.

Suddenly, seeing the setting sun like blood again, the man fell from the cliff and was buried in the mist, without a trace.

"No! Mu Yun!"

Under a tree of tung blossoms, Qi Zhong opened his eyes sharply, waking up from a nightmare with sweat dripping from his temples.

He hadn't completely come out of the shadows, he blinked blankly, put his hands on the stone table in front of him, and rubbed his aching temples.A cold autumn wind blew, and the fallen flowers rustled down from the top of the head, covering countless ink paintings.

Qi Zhong gently pushed away those petals, carefully observed the face of the person in the painting, and felt a burst of heartache.He slept under the tree for a long time today, and the afternoon is the end of the day, and all the good things in the day will slowly disappear after that...

It's a pity that he is sober, and at this moment, he is also drunk forever. Looking at the faces on countless portraits, he recalls each other's youthful spirit. , soft and gentle.

The news of Kuocang Mountain was blocked, and Qi Zhong didn't know how flustered the outside world was about Mu Yun's disappearance. He thought that the two palms on Duanyuan Peak had restrained their strength, and Mu Yun's cultivation should not cause serious problems, but he didn't know that the That person was already in danger, and he had no spiritual energy to stop him.

He deliberately put down harsh words and made a decision with Mu Yun.I just hope to draw a clear line, so that on the day when the two sides stand against each other, the other party will not have to show mercy, and there will be no need to feel guilty about myself afterwards.This was the last friendship I left for that person.

"Hey……"

Just as he sighed, a servant suddenly came behind him and reported respectfully: "My lord, the gods are here to invite you."

Qi Zhong frowned in disgust, raised his sleeves, turned around, and said coldly, "Lead the way."

Let's see, what kind of tricks are you doing, the devil?

……

When he came to the main hall of the underground palace, Qi Zhong was not afraid, and stepped forward, but saw that the hall was empty, and there was no one there.

While hesitating, the door of the main hall closed suddenly, and he groped carefully in the darkness all around.Suddenly, the furnace door opened, Qi Zhong stepped on the ground, and fell into the raging fire, drowning silently.

……

The cool autumn wind passed through the hall, and the two figures playing chess in the pavilion gradually became still.

"No more."

An impatient voice was mixed with the crisp sound of countless chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

Fang Yanxiao frowned, looking at the messy chess game, her heart was in a mess.

Luo Qingchen put down the hand holding the chess pieces silently, and said with a smile: "Master Fang Yue, it's so hard to ask you to play chess, why are you so angry? I'm not good at chess, so I can let you order some."

Fang Yanxiao didn't know why she was so impatient, and sighed: "I'm upset. I don't want to play anymore."

After hearing this, Luo Qingchen held back his smile and picked up the chess pieces one by one.

"I can see it. But it's just an old problem. Fang Yue's temper, probably not many people can stand it."

After listening to Fang Yanxiao, she was not angry, she was now fully focused on Qi Shengsheng, but because of the incident of Duan Yuanfeng last time, the two had a deeper estrangement, she didn't dare to disturb him rashly, remembering that she hadn't visited him for a whole day today. He died, and I feel a little owed.

"Speaking of which, why are you so free today and want to play chess with me?"

Fang Yanxiao felt strange and blurted out a question.At first I felt bored, so I simply agreed to him, but I didn't expect it to get more and more annoying.

Luo Qingchen continued to pick up the chess pieces, remained silent for a moment, and said solemnly.

"Fang Yueshi. Sometimes when you are lost and you can't find your way, I will give you a hand. We have worked together for many years, and we still have mutual help. But I don't expect you to thank me."

"What are you talking about? Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me?"

Fang Yanxiao suddenly became vigilant, aware of his abnormality today.

"Ahem. Anyway, it's too late. Fang Yue made Bingxue smart and cruel, so I had to risk my life to tell you."

Luo Qingchen gave her a look of embarrassment, and then said seriously: "The god gave an order today to throw your little brother into the furnace to strip away his consciousness."

"What did you say?!" Fang Yanxiao almost lost her breath, feeling dizzy, holding onto the edge of the table, her heart filled with grief.

"Hey, Envoy Fang Yue, this is the end of the matter, calm down! The result is not you and me..."

Fang Yanxiao was so angry that she raised her hand and overturned the stone table of the gazebo, and the chess pieces were scattered on the ground.

"Luo Qingchen, are you plotting against me?"

"I didn't. I just wanted to persuade you to calm down..."

Before Luo Qingchen could finish his defense, Fang Yanxiao had already left angrily. He hurriedly shouted: "Fang Yanxiao, don't act impulsively, or even I..." can't protect you.

Before she could finish her words, a red thread brushed past her face, Luo Qingchen raised her hand to touch the blood on her face, snorted coldly, and did not stop her again.

Thoughts circulated silently, he patted the fan for a long while, and suddenly made a plan, and left the mountain in a hurry.

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The night is bright and bright, and the ancient temple is deep and secluded.

"Dingling—, Dingling—"

As the night wind passes by, a gust of wind chimes, melodiously undulating.

In the meditation room, the person who had been unconscious for a long time suddenly felt a pain of loss in his heart, he choked out a breath, came back to his senses, and when he opened his eyes in panic, he vomited a mouthful of black and red residual blood.

Mu Yun weakly supported the edge of the bed, caressing his cheeks, it was full of tears from his dream, and it was cold.

At this time, the young Buddhist disciple guarding the bed saw him wake up and shouted happily: "Abbot, Abbot Huiyuan, he's awake..."

Thoughts were still chaotic, Mu Yun was in a daze for a moment, looked around the surrounding scenery, thought about the ancient temple, and knew that he was saved by someone from the Buddhist sect.Being able to live, he couldn't say whether he was lucky or unlucky at the moment.

Abbot Huiyuan came in after hearing the sound, clasped his hands together, and approached kindly: "Amitabha."

Mu Yun came to his senses, and hurriedly got up to return the gift: "Thank you for your kindness in taking care of and saving you."

The old abbot laughed softly, "You don't need to thank the benefactor. It's a karma that you came here."

"Cause and effect?" Mu Yun was confused.

The old abbot asked again: "Does the benefactor know his twin lives?"

"I know..." Mu Yun nodded in astonishment.

"When you fell into Duanyuan Peak, your Buddha's relationship was opened, but your fairy's relationship has already disappeared..."

"Why?"

"This has to start with the origin of this temple..." the old abbot said eloquently, Mu Yun nodded and listened attentively, without missing a single word.

After hearing the history of Tongjiang one by one, including the reason why Zhaolian Temple was isolated from the world and was not found by the world, Mu Yun knew why Shangjiang was the territory of cultivators, while the other two religions had no place to stand. Knowing Fengmei's true identity, knowing his ulterior motives, and not being completely in love with himself, Tongjiang is just a grotesque world laid down by the god who once created it.

The catastrophe came, but the god of this territory could not show up.

"So abbot, how did you determine that I am Bodhi's servant?" Mu Yun still had doubts in his heart and asked politely.

The abbot said with a smile: "This is not my conclusion. After Venerable Jade Bodhi passed away, he left the Buddha's life fire just to wait for the person who is destined to come. Now, you have gone through death, and we are powerless to return to heaven, but After the Buddha Yuan Minghuo was implanted in your body, you came back from the dead, which shows that you are the destined person chosen by the Venerable."

Hearing this, Mu Yun suddenly realized that he had lost his body due to poisoning, and the peak of Duanyuan was the last time he used his spiritual power. According to what Feng Mei said, even if he fell into the abyss and survived, he should have all his tendons and veins crippled and become paralyzed , but now he only feels a little dizzy, other than that, there is no discomfort... Could it be that this is a fixed number?

The abbot said some words of comfort to him, most of which were to persuade him to give up his past and convert to Buddhism.After Mu Yun listened quietly, he repelled him silently in his heart. He had just come back from the gate of hell, and the despair in his life hadn't died away.