When Ying Qian opened his eyes, he saw He Qianjue's enlarged face in his sight at a glance, He Qianjue's blood-red eyes startled Ying Qian, making Ying Qian think of his own eyes, since Ying Qian became a zombie, his eyes have also become this blood red, but the color is more vivid than He Qianjue's dark red.

Seeing that he was awake, He Qianjue moved his face away, straightened up and said to Ying Qian, "Are you awake?"

Ying Qian supported his upper body with his arm, sat up, reached out and touched his body, his body was not damaged in the slightest, and the big hole in his chest that was burned through by Lu Xuange was gone, except for some weakness, it was fine.

"I forgot to tell you something. He Qianjue said, "If you suffer fatal damage, the stand-in will directly teleport you to the location where the stand-in is located while taking the damage on your behalf." So, you left the puppet in my mirror, and when you die, it will be sent back to this mirror. ”

Ying Qian listened to what He Qianjue said, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face, and then he was stunned to find that the bandages wrapped around his body were gone. The clothes on his body were also changed, it was an ordinary set of long clothes and trousers, the style was very wide, and this dress was taken by He Qianjue from Yan Snake.

He Qianjue saw Ying Qian's movements, and explained to him: "When you teleported over, you were still brought with some Lu Xuange's real fire, and I helped you eliminate it, but your clothes were burned, so I helped you change a set." ”

Ying Qian raised his head and looked at He Qianjue strangely: "How do you know that it is Lu Xuange's true fire?"

He Qianjue smiled and said: "It's not a secret, when making the puppet stand-in, I put a small spell on the puppet for surveillance, the life of this puppet is connected to you and can share your vision, so I know everything that happened to you after you returned to the Qinghong Sword Sect."

Speaking of the Qinghong Sword Sect, Ying Qian suddenly remembered something, and suddenly jumped three feet high, and there was a rare excitement on his face and tone, he said happily: "I want to go back, I want to go back to pick up Tu Yuan!"

Tu Yuan said that he liked him, and Tu Yuan had feelings for him!

He cares, he cares about me, he didn't give up, he didn't wait in vain, it's really good!

Ying Qian didn't know how to describe his joy at the moment, it felt like he was hit by a huge pie falling from the sky, and Ying Qian was a little stunned, although he was so happy, but his dead face didn't show much joy anyway.

"This Tu Yuan was a thousand years ago, and his cultivation had already stopped, indicating that at that time, he fell into the demon in his heart and couldn't extricate himself. He Qianjue said softly, "Lu Xuange said that his inner demon is you, it seems that not long after Tu Yuan brought you back to the Qinghong Sword Sect, the two of you can be called happy." ”

He Qianjue said: "But Tu Yuan's heart is not strong, and his feelings for you make him derive a demon, which will make his temper more and more irritable and unreasonable, and the more he realizes his feelings for you, the more he will hate you." ”

"Because the Qinghong Sword Sect is the first decent person in the cultivation realm, and it will never allow such a thing as a monk fornicating with a monster, since he was a child, he has been taught how evil monsters are, and they must be killed, and everyone around him tells him that you are a monster, so his feelings for you, in his own opinion, are quite abnormal. ”

"He'll deny the emotion, he'll want to kick the mess out of his world, he'll become more and more hysterical, manic, and therefore more and more unkind to you. ”

At the same time, you always faced him coldly with that dead face, responded with silence to any bad requests and demands, and gave him excessively and unconditionally. ”

He Qianjue seemed to think of something, and shook his head helplessly: "Don't you know? Sometimes unconditional giving is also a kind of injury, and it can even be said to be a kind of destruction." Because you didn't tell him what the limit was, you didn't tell him to learn patience and give up, so he never knew how to stop taking from you, spoiling you, and shaping such a slaughter. ”

He Qianjue's sudden words made Ying Qian over there even more confused, and the whole corpse stood stiffly in place, speechless for a while, and could only look at He Qianjue in a daze.

He Qianjue took a deep breath and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I just suddenly felt it, and I didn't mean anything else." ”

Ying Qian lowered his head, paused, and suddenly whispered: "You're right, I haven't communicated well with him, I just blindly agreed to any of his requests, and I didn't express my thoughts to him, nor did I understand his thoughts. ”

"I think he's guilty of you. He Qianjue said, "He once killed you, turned you into a zombie, and scolded you for a thousand years, and this guilt made him unable to admit himself, so I want to ...... If it weren't for what happened today, he probably would never have admitted that he had used affection for you. ”

Ying Qian raised his head and looked at He Qianjue, his eyes flashed with confusion, and Ying Qian retorted: "But then Lu Xuange said that he was emotional about me, and he also told me that as long as I survived, he would ......."

"But now in his eyes, you're dead. He Qianjue interrupted him, "I think you'd better go and find him quickly, otherwise it's too late, and I don't know what will happen." ”

Hearing this, Ying Qian immediately became anxious, and immediately got up and circled in circles, shouting, "I'm going to find him!"

After that, he turned his head to look at He Qianjue: "Sir, do you have a thousand miles tracker?" Can you lend me one?"

He Qianjue took out the rune paper from his pocket, handed it to Ying Qian, and said: "There is one thing I must remind you, although the stand-in technique is a gold medal for avoiding death, it is not without sequelae, you will be in a weak period within three days, and your strength can only play half of the usual realm, please be cautious this time, don't meet that Lu Xuange again." ”

Ying Qian was very excited, pinched the rune paper that He Qianjue gave him, found a brush and carefully wrote Tu Yuan's name on it, and then took the rune paper and was about to transmit, but couldn't help but glance at He Qianjue.

The He Qianjue in front of him, if he was really the apprentice of the Shangxian Lu Xuange, was sealed in this big mirror, what kind of mentality did he have towards Lu Xuange?

Although he thought about it like this, Ying Qian didn't ask He Qianjue what he meant, because he didn't have that time to care about other people's affairs, he tore up the thousand-mile tracking talisman in his hand, the charm worked, and in an instant, he disappeared in front of He Qianjue.

After he disappeared, Yan Snake, who had been quietly observing next to him, walked over, walked to He Qianjue's side, and stretched out his hand to put his hand on He Qianjue's shoulder: "Sir?"

He Qianjue lowered his head, his expression was a little dazed, as if he was recalling something, and when he was shouted by Yan Snake, he immediately came back to his senses, and showed a smile to Yan Snake: "What's wrong?"

"I see you're a little absent-minded. The snake said.

He Qianjue replied: "Yes, I remembered something. ”

"What did you think of?" Yan Snake was not curious, but he couldn't help but ask, he was a little worried that He Qianjue would fall into memory.

He Qianjue scratched the back of his head hard, frowned and said, "I think...... I seem to have forgotten to tell sù win a thing, but I can't remember anything...... What the hell is going to sue him!"

Yan Snake never expected that He Qianjue was entangled in this kind of thing, and at the same time, he was inexplicably relaxed, and at the same time, he couldn't help crying and laughing: "If you can't think of it, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

At this time, He Qianjue suddenly clapped his hands violently, and suddenly realized: "Ah! I remember! The mountain gate of the Qinghong Sword Sect is forbidden! Before, that Ying Qian had a pass order given to him by Tu Yuan, so he could enter and exit at will, but this pass order ...... Before, when he was teleported back to the mirror, he was burned by the real fire along with his clothes!"

The snake didn't know what to say: "What do you mean?"

He Qianjue said: "If Tu Yuan is still in the mountain gate of the Qinghong Sword Sect, the tracking charm I gave to Ying Qian, I'm afraid I can't directly teleport him to Tu Yuan's side, he will hit the prohibition halfway through, and then fall at the foot of the mountain gate of the Qinghong Sword Sect." ”

Speaking of this, He Qianjue reached out and knocked on his head, and said in distress: "Why have I been forgetting things and forgetting things recently, is it because I am old? My memory has declined? Oh my God!"

"I think it's the opposite, it's because you remember too many things, that's why you forget about it. For some reason, Yan Snake suddenly felt a little happy, he looked down at He Qianjue's tangled and distressed face, and was a little happy.

"Good thing you can forget about jì. The snake said in a deep tone.

He Qianjue didn't hear his words clearly, raised his head and looked at him stupidly: "What?"

……

Tu Yuan walked over and picked up the crystal clear and round bead that had fallen from the ground.

He put it in the palm of his hand and observed it for a while, and then quickly recognized what this bead was, an uncommon but well-known sealing magic weapon - the Phantom Bead.

Why does Ying Qian carry an illusion bead on his body?

In the past, there was a Mahayana monk who came to remind Tu Yuan before he ascended, and told Tu Yuan to be careful of the envoys around him, because this envoy had gone to him privately, and in the name of Tu Yuan, he asked this Mahayana monk to help make a piece of this illusory pearl.

The Phantom Bead is not a complicated magic weapon, but its main function is to seal others, and the monk saw that Ying Qian had brought all the materials and gave the monk an additional rare spirit grass, so he agreed to help with this.

It's just that after making something and giving it to Ying Qian, the monk couldn't help but be curious, wondering who this thing was going to use? So he came over to remind Tu Yuan, of course Tu Yuan didn't know about Ying Qian's private behavior, but even after he knew, he didn't react much.

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Tu Yuan put the Illusory World Bead in his pocket, returned to the mountain gate with his head down, and went to his room to pack up his things, today Lu Xuange expelled him from the sect in front of everyone, he has already lost his face, and he doesn't need to be forced by others, Tu Yuan himself will leave.

He put some of his things in the storage bag, but after carefully packing up, he found that he didn't have much left.

I won't talk about clothes or anything, I won't talk about the props and magic weapons used in Xiuzhen, he is not a good person, there are many things that are snatched or stolen from others, and he is too lazy to take them away, so he stays in the house.

Strange, what have I done all these years?

Tu Yuan thought about this question, he couldn't remember it, in fact, he had been in a state of confusion for nearly a thousand years, always in a very impatient and impatient state, but he didn't know what he was being irritable.

He felt that his inner demons seemed to have spread all over his body, corroding his inner body to a mess, and occasionally, Tu Yuan felt that he was about to fall into the demonic path, and become a demon cultivator who everyone could be punished.

But no, at least when Ying Qian was still by his side, he had not fallen into the devil, those evil energies would not completely pollute him, as long as Ying Qian was still by his side, Tu Yuan felt that he could maintain the last trace of his heart, so that he could be strong and survive in the process of fighting against these evils.

But now, there is no winner.

Tu Yuan reached out to cover his face, he felt a little uncomfortable, which made him pull his hair, his clothes, and his chest in agony. His chest hurt, he didn't understand what it was, it hurt so much that he couldn't help but want to roll on the ground, his mind was blank, and the originally clear aura in the inner sea seemed to be stained with a trace of dirt.

Sometimes he was sober, sometimes he was confused. When he was awake, he knew that he was falling into the Demon Dao, his veins and true qi were all retrograde, his mind was lost and he couldn't control his original heart, all the power in his body was churning violently, if he didn't control it, he would explode like fireworks, and all the internal organs and meridians in his body would explode into shatters.

But he also knew that he had no ability to calm these angry true qi, and there was no one around him who could help him, and if he wanted to survive, he could only go into the demon.

One thought becomes a god, and one thought becomes a demon.

This is the most terrifying thing on the path of cultivation, no one knows when they will fall into the devil's path and can't extricate themselves, and finally be able to step into the temple of the gods, how many of them?

Tu Yuan got up from the ground, he packed up his things, and packed up Yingqian's things, all of them were stuffed into his storage bag, he left the Qinghong Sword Sect's pass charm and the sect's magic weapon in the hands of a supervising disciple guarding the door, and then he immediately walked out of the mountain gate of the Qinghong Sword Sect, and never looked back.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't care where he was going.

But he quickly thought of where he was going, so he pinched a retreat and appeared in a grove.

A thousand years later, this is no longer a small forest, it has become a large forest, the mountains are full of trees, growing tall and large, dense branches and leaves cover the sky, occasionally insects and birds can be heard, the surroundings are dark, and there is even a feeling of not seeing the light of day when you look up.

When Ying Qian was bitten to death by that zombie, he died in this wood, and Tu Yuan did not come to look for his corpse at that time.

Because Tu Yuan is timid, he is afraid that if he goes back to find it, he will meet that zombie again.

He was so incompetent and cowardly at that time, but he was still self-righteous.

"It's stupid. Tu Yuan laughed at himself.

Tu Yuan then found a good place in the woods, the terrain was relatively high, the leaves were not so secret, and there was a place where the sun shone down.

He dug a big pit somewhere, packed Yingqian's clothes and other things in boxes, buried them in the pit, and then found a big stone and made a stone tombstone.

Although his current true qi was churning so badly that using any magic decision was like consuming his life, and his face turned pale with the pain of the meridians, he still forcibly channeled these powers and carved this large stone into a crooked cuboid.

But he no longer had the strength to carve Ying Qian's name on the tombstone.

"Or write one, I still have a brush and cinnabar. Tu Yuan said to himself, "My handwriting is not as good as yours, don't be ugly." ”

Then Tu Yuan began to rummage through his storage bag, trying to take out the brush cinnabar from it, but he was in too much pain, his vision was blurred in pain, and his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't hold the storage bag, and fell to the ground, and a bead inside rolled out.

It's an illusory orb.

"Ah, I almost forgot about that. Tu Yuan picked up the bead, put it in the palm of his hand and touched it, "You are so good to me, the illusion in the illusion bead can materialize the monk's inner demons, although the illusion can trap people, but as long as the illusion is broken, it is equivalent to breaking the inner demon." ”

"I can't improve my cultivation, you've been very distressed, thinking about helping me get rid of this demon, even if it's like this......"

"But I'm reluctant, if I get rid of the demons in my heart, will I be uprooted even my feelings for you?"

The Illusory Bead rolled from Tu Yuan's palm and fell to the ground again, Tu Yuan didn't pick it up again, he knelt on the ground, and with a brush and cinnabar, he wrote two words that were as red as blood on the stone tombstone - Wu Yi.

These two words took almost all the strength of his body.

His skin began to crack, cracks, and a lot of blood seeped out of it, which was a characteristic of going mad, if there was a mistake in the cultivation process, the monk could not control the true qi or spiritual power in his body, and the end of going mad was to explode and die, they were like balloons rushing over their heads, and they exploded with a "bang".

Blood spilled from Tu Yuan's mouth and from all over his body.

He knew that he still had a glimmer of life, as long as he used that Phantom Bead at this time and sealed himself into the illusion of the Phantom Bead, the power of the Phantom Bead would temporarily suppress his manic true qi, and help him manifest his inner demons and remove them, as long as he did so, it would not be difficult to survive.

But Tu Yuan didn't do that, he stretched out his already bloody hand and left his bloody handprint on the stone tablet.