The young man broke out of the air, Lu Ci was not far from him, but the young man didn't take a second look.

Maybe he was going to entertain him, but now in his eyes, someone is more important.

The lake that had been blocked by him was revealed, and a man fell to the ground, bleeding continuously.

Lu Ci frowned, walked to the lake, and looked at the dead corpse, his gaze slightly frozen.

This is a face he has seen before.

On the information that Shi Zhou gave him.

This should be the stranger he is most familiar with.

It's just that a stranger may not know him well.

"Yi Tianjiao. ”

Lu Ci saw a worn-out book on the side, and bent down to pick it up.

Turning the pages one by one, Lu Ci pondered slightly, and then had the answer.

"Is that so?"

This ancient book is called Yi's Travels.

It should be written by Yi Tianjiao's ancestor, whose ancestor lived in the heaven and earth where the aura still existed, and walked through countless lands throughout his life to find the blessed land of the cave.

This thousand mountains is the one he recorded.

It's just that I couldn't get into it at that time, and it's a pity that it is written in the travelogue.

Lu Ci looked at Yi Tianjiao's distorted face, and probably could think of how unwilling he was to die.

I thought that when I found this legendary cave blessed land, I could soar into the sky and take revenge, but I was slaughtered by a young man who came out of nowhere.

Lu Ci finished reading Yi's travelogue, and a trace of surprise crossed his quiet eyes.

According to the records of Yi's travels, this small world was recognized a long, long time ago.

It's just that this statement was also a legend in the era of the Yi ancestors.

How should the small world recognize the Lord, could it be that the heaven and the earth also have spiritual wisdom?

Lu Ci looked at it again, if there was spiritual wisdom in this small world, he would be like a caged bird, and his every move was under the gaze of the so-called spiritual wisdom.

If so, then what did he experience in the small world at the bottom of the river, why did he lose his memory, and this is also the means used by the small world?

Lu Ci took a deep breath.

How strong is it necessary to be able to conquer heaven and earth?

There is never a so-called groundlessness in the words of the world, at most they pass through the mouths of others, distort and straighten, and exaggerate the facts.

But the facts are the facts, and the facts that have happened to him cannot be denied.

He toned it down a bit.

Perhaps some people have reached some kind of contract-like relationship with heaven and earth?

But no matter what, he couldn't do it.

However, if this legendary little world can really succeed, Lu Ci has to give it a try.

If it really happens, then even if his state of mind is reduced in the future and he becomes a walking corpse, a living dead-like existence, Xiaotiandi can also become a place of protection for Luo Yunyan and Lu Qing'er.

Now, the mother and daughter have become Lu Ci's hope for the rest of his life, even if he can't recover, he wants the two of them to live safely.

He even had an even crazier idea.

The monks paid attention to the divine soul and created countless tantric methods based on the divine soul.

He had heard of the method of destroying the mind and controlling people.

If he can get it, he will sign this method with Luo Yunyan, even if his mind is lost, he can still take refuge in others.

With this thought, Lu Ci suddenly felt like he had been hit hard, and he was saddened.

The evil Jiao at the bottom of the well jumped like thunder, constantly hitting the ancient well, giving birth to countless disasters in Lu Ci's heart.

It was a broken but still clear heart, the world changed color, thunder and lightning, and suddenly gloomy.

The cracks in the mood are like broken porcelain, as if they can be broken at any time.

Lu Ci sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes bloodshot skyrocketing.

"This body is for you, but you must promise me. ”

Lu Ci forcibly stabilized his mind and tried his best to calm his tone, but he couldn't say more.

But the other one knew absolutely what he was saying and what he was going to promise.

The next moment, Lu Ci was no longer able to contain it, and the evil Jiao came out of the well.

Lu Ci's imaginary devouring of the mind did not happen.

The evil Jiao wanders in the world of the heart, swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

The rain was pouring down, and the water was as black as ink.

The ink rain fell into the ground of the heart, and they all ran to the ravines.

The deep gap is slowly filled.

I don't know how long this heart-to-heart rain lasted, and finally saw the light of day.

All kinds of shatters have been filled, and there are more black scars on the ground of the state of mind.

The ancient well in the middle of heaven and earth was gone, and turned into a lake.

It's as black as ink, as far as the eye can see.

The evil dragon fell from the sky and crashed into the lake, but it did not make any ripples.

Every drop counts.

Lu Ci reopened his eyes, as quiet as before, but there was an inky black line in the center of his eyebrows.

For some reason, the evil Jiao did not take the opportunity to give up, but chose to help him suppress his state of mind, although it was just to drink doves to quench his thirst, but it also gave him more time.

On the other hand, he also lost the power to restrain the evil Jiao.

At the beginning, when he had evil in his heart, Lu Ci thought that the other party was just an existence similar to a demon.

But the demon in his heart would never let go of such a great opportunity, but he never gave it up to him.

The origin of this evil Jiao is not simple, and Lu Ci doesn't know half of what he is asking for.

But he knew the memory he had lost in the small world at the bottom of the river.

"I see. ”

Lu Ci sighed lightly.

Are you already strong enough to break a world with your hands?

No.

He did not cause the destruction of the heavens and the earth alone.

And the heavily armored figure.

Doesn't this mean that there really can be someone to fight him?

Lu Ci did not feel any fear, on the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more high.

I'm not alone.

On the avenue, there are still companions.

Another thought arose in his heart, that he must not die.

Death can only be in front of Luo Yunyan.

Now there are already opponents, if in the future, the real fairy god comes to the world, what should I do?

If he dies early, how will Luo Yunyan and Lu Qing'er live?

This small world can even be shattered by him, and against the legendary immortal god, he may be shattered.

Although he is not afraid, even if there are really immortals in the world, he will only know after fighting.

But he still has concerns.

The word family and country, he can't let go.

The weight on his shoulders told him that he must not die.

But what if one day you are going to die?

Lu Ci was slightly decadent.

However, he remembered the only time in his life when he had an argument with his husband.

At that time, Lu Ci wanted to leave the academy and join the WTO to help the country.

The gentleman had a long talk with him.

"Those who know their fate do not stand under the wall. Shackling the dead is not a righteous fate. ”

The previous words such as "I am good at raising my heroic spirit", Lu Ci nodded and wrote it down, but when it came to this sentence, he was silent.

The gentleman was silent.

Half a day.

Lu Ci looked up at the gentleman he respected the most in his life, and retorted for the first time, "Those who die in their own way are also righteous." ”

To this day, Lu Ci still remembers the face of his husband reflected under the flickering candle flame at that time.

I just can't see anything.

That night, Lu Ci went out of the mountain, and Mr. saw him.

Later, the gentleman returned to the study alone, looking at the scrolls spread out on the desk, and finally he closed them with a sigh and a sigh.

How he didn't know what kind of temperament his students were.

If you can't listen to it, just write it down.

I only hope that on that day, this sentence will light the way forward for him a little.