Polar Domain, the eighteenth level of hell.

The former Liberation Heaven Creation Array had already been removed after the Yin and Yang Realm War. Now standing at the very edge of this lowest hell, all you can see is an indistinguishable chaos, and the impenetrable turbulence at the end of the chaos.

Sixty years have disappeared in this turbulence.

In a flash, it is Jiazi.

I've stood here, looking at the dark space, for years, and I haven't moved a single step, and I haven't said anything.

When Zhang Tang walked over from the entrance of the eighteenth layer of hell, he only felt that her posture at the moment seemed to be no different from when he looked at it a few months ago.

Now he is Yan Jun.

When the war in the Yin and Yang realm restarted, he first killed the king of Chujiang in the battle, and then directly betrayed the Bafang Yan Palace, hiding in the city of vain death, As a result, King Qin Guang was beheaded by sorrow, and once all consciousness was destroyed, and he turned into the body of the book of life and death of the six realms of reincarnation, but he saw sorrow This is no longer a human and no longer a ghost, and he was crowned the king of equality.

According to the order, this should be the ninth Yan Jun to appear in the Polar Domain, and it should be ranked ninth. But she just beheaded the original King of Qin Guang in the first hall, nominally ninth, but in fact she mentioned that she would make the rest of Yan Jun fight a cold war.

Of course, he also got the light.

Soon after reorganizing the Polar Domain after the war and resuming reincarnation, he was divided into a book of life and death, and was crowned the king of Bian Cheng in the tenth palace, and was in charge of the city of death.

The original King of Qin Guang, the King of Chujiang, the Emperor of Song, and the King of Qiguan were vacant, and the Wheel King of the Eighth Hall was originally the confidant of King Qin Guang. As for the king of Yama and the king of the city, they are just in their positions, and they are just following the flow, and they don't care who is in charge of the extreme region, so they naturally obey and are still in their original positions. King Taishan Ghost Gate Pass was seriously injured in the battle of Seeing Sorrow, and was refined as a puppet by King Qin Guang, and after seeing Sorrow and seizing the book of life and death, he also released the shackles for him, so that he cultivated and was still the King of Mount Tai.

Therefore, although the Polar Domain has changed its new master, it has not shaken much.

And according to Zhang Tang's observations, seeing that this equal king really didn't pay attention to all kinds of matters in the Polar Domain, and almost all of them were thrown to him to deal with.

The feeling of being in power is certainly very comfortable, and it really makes Zhang Tang feel a little fun, but when he thinks about it in his spare time, he is not very energetic.

When he saw Chou standing next to the reincarnation pool, he thought her expression was a little intriguing.

It's not like staring at the reincarnation of life and death in the world, but ......

It's like staring at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Even her eyes staring at the turbulent current in the darkness in front of her at the moment, Zhang Tang felt a little strange.

But he didn't ask.

Walking behind her, he stopped, his hands folded on the ground as usual, in his wide sleeved robe, and said, "The Mid-Domain Minor Meeting is over. Today I was playing chess with the Misty Fairy, and he asked about your whereabouts. ”

The figure that has stood for a long time is like a statue.

The mountain and river robe fluttered in the chaotic wind, and the back of sorrow was as steep as a mountain, and the hands were behind the back, but in the palm of the hand was a long scroll.

It looks like the book of life and death.

But Zhang Tang knew that it wasn't.

Hearing his words, her figure moved slightly, and she muttered for a moment: "Ask me ......"

"I've been playing chess with him lately, and I've always seen him wander when he's playing. The statue in the room has not moved for a long time. When his mind wanders, he always looks at the statue. I think he suddenly asked you today, what must be the matter? ”

That's why I came here to take a walk.

Zhang Tang's cold eyebrows and eyes were as pale as water, and he had become more and more silent over the years, but after being Yan Jun for so many years, the pressure was much heavier than before. Even such a plain speech will make people perceive a kind of lofty scrutiny from this bland tone.

It's the same even if you're worried.

He looked at her and said, "Over the years, you have always been standing here watching this turbulence, is there a mystery here?"

Mystery?

Seeing sorrow, he finally turned his head to look at him.

Her face was like a sculpture of ice and snow, but there was a rare peace in her eyebrows. Zhou couldn't see the slightest edge up and down, only those eyes, deep and dark, and seemed to condense the starlight in the night sky, not necessarily bright, but giving people a sense of vastness.

There is no end, no edge.

This made Zhang Tang feel that he was not facing a person, but a world.

He heard her answer.

As vast as a galaxy.

"Have you ever heard of the "Nine Curved River Map"? It records the secrets of the beginning of the birth of the universe, condenses the common destination of the three thousand avenues, and burns the lost legends of the ancient era. This turbulence is one of them. ”

Zhang Tang only knew that it had been a long time since he had this volume of "Nine Curved River Maps" in his hand, and it seemed that it had begun to appear since the end of the Yin and Yang Realm War, but it was the first time to hear her mention it.

He didn't interject, just listened.

Seeing the sorrow, he turned his eyes to look into the depths of the chaos, and said: "At the beginning of the birth of this universe, it was a chaos, not distinguishing the turbidity, nor the past and the present, up and down in all directions. Pangu Dazun first came to this realm, split the chaos, and the universe began to evolve. Before the evolution and maturity, such as people walking in the Tao to generate thirst, and for the reincarnation of the creation of the party, the great venerable then took the power of the universe to quench the thirst. The evolution of the universe lacks this power, and although thousands of years have passed, the evolution has not been completed, leaving this undivided chaos, undivided time and space, and the state of turbulence across this realm. Therefore, it is the turbulence of the universe, and it is also the world here, a scar that has not healed for a long time. ”

Every word is extremely bland.

But Zhang Tang Bisheng heard an indescribable thrilling and even terrifying from these words.

I was afraid to see a certain meaning revealed in the sad words.

However, when he saw that he was worried about this, he seemed to be finished, and he didn't have the slightest intention of continuing, so he only walked back from the edge of the eighteenth layer of hell, went to the exit, and asked him at the same time: "Lord Zhang has been Yan Jun all these years, do you feel okay?"

Zhang Tang thought for a while and replied: "People are on people, ghosts are ghosts." It is very good thanks to you. ”

Thanks to her......

Seeing sorrow, he couldn't help but laugh, and asked half-jokingly: "It seems that if one day I see sorrow and die for no reason, I can still get an adult to remember today's kindness and collect my body." ”

Zhang Tang paused, glanced at her, and then followed, and said, "Although this official is not good at handling funerals, he can still prepare a coffin." ”

can answer this kind of question seriously, on these nineteen continents, I'm afraid there is only one Zhang Tang. The more I pondered about it, the more I felt that he was interesting, as if I wanted to know what else he could have unexpected answers, and asked again: "Then if one day this Extreme Domain is gone and destroyed in my hands, you can't be Yan Jun anymore......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Tang had already stopped.

The two looked at each other.

Seeing sorrow, he stopped the second half of his words.

Zhang Tang looked at her fixedly for a long time, and said expressionlessly: "Then you better die a few days earlier." ”

“……”

Admittedly, there was a little bit of anger.

But only that's it.

Immediately afterwards, when he saw the sorrow, he laughed: "Haha, Lord Zhang is really Lord Zhang!"

Zhang Tang looked at her like he was looking at a person with a problem in his head, but after thinking about it, now that she is the master of the Extreme Domain, he can't just pull his boss into prison just because of this sentence, so he didn't hear this sentence and said that mockery is not like mockery and praise, and it really doesn't feel like praise, and he walked all the way to the next level of hell.

In the middle of the road, I passed a ruin, and I saw the altar in the distance.

When he saw that he was passing by the collapsed wall at a certain corner, he stopped and took a look, remembering the murals he saw in the stone chamber covered by the ruins when the Yin and Yang Realm battle side restarted, and he and Qu Zhengfeng teleported from the Heavenly Mirror into this layer of hell.

Zhang Tang didn't stop to wait for her.

She stood and watched for a while, but finally did not go in to look at it again, as if she was afraid of touching some sad memories, and it seemed that in the past four hundred years, she had seen it countless times, and she could clearly remember the details on the murals just by standing outside, and there was no need to look at them again.

Turning around and following Zhang Tang, the two of them came out of the eighteenth layer of hell and returned to the city of vain death.

Four hundred years have passed, and the influence of the old Yin and Yang realm war has completely disappeared. After the recovery of reincarnation, there seems to be no external change in the city of vain death, it is nothing more than that there are more ghost cultivators, but it does not seem to be much more.

After all, the monks of the Nineteen Continents have a long lifespan and a high cultivation, but all the battles are fierce.

To be able to enter reincarnation, the soul must be complete.

Many times the battle is divided into victories and defeats, and the monks have already lost their souls, where can they enter any reincarnation?

When this reincarnation was taken away by King Qin Guang, the monks always felt that this thing belonged to them and wanted to take it back. But after I got it back, I found that this thing was just a chicken rib, and it was better than nothing. In addition, "my way" gradually flourished in the nineteen continents, and more and more monks attached themselves to this way, writing books and sayings, quite talking about the vanity of reincarnation, saying "I", saying "existence", but too lazy to care about the reincarnation of the next life.

Who knows if you will be a human or an animal in the next life?

In the next life, whether to be a human or an animal, and what does it have to do with "me" in this life?

Just let it go.

Of course, there are also monks who reprimand these people who practice "my way" for deviating from the scriptures and spreading some crooked ways. But he can't stand the sorrow of cultivating "my way", and he is the person who has cultivated the highest and strongest in the entire nineteen continents and even in this primordial realm. Even if the opponents reprimand, they will eventually seem a little weak and weak-hearted.

And now the Polar Region and the Nineteen Continents are not completely closed.

The nineteen continents are prevalent, and the polar regions are also heard.

Therefore, many of the many ghost cultivators in this vain city are unwilling to enter reincarnation again, so they simply cultivate in the extreme domain, and when their lifespan is about to run out, it is not too late to be reincarnated.

Seeing that he was walking with Zhang Tang, he looked at the ghost cultivators who were drinking in the high-rise buildings on both sides, and he didn't say anything all the way.

Only when I bumped into King Taishan, I stopped a little and looked.

After many years of cultivation, King Taishan's injuries are almost better, and his burly and sturdy body is the same as before, but after the Bafang Yan Hall has changed into the Shifang Yan Palace, the relationship with everyone has faded. Sometimes in Shifang City, sometimes not there, and occasionally you can see him in the corners of some high-rise buildings.

Like at this moment.

The heavy figure sat in the corner of the tall building beside the road, with his back to the outside, and no one could see his expression clearly, only that it was indeed a cold and hard mountain.

There was a fluffy kitten, lying soft and soft on his neck.

From his left shoulder to his right shoulder, it took a long time to see the figure move, and gently reached out and stroked the cat's back.

After all, I didn't go up to say hello, but passed downstairs without saying a word, turned a few bustling places, and arrived at the dilapidated old alleys and alleys.

No matter how much the city of vain changes, it will not change here.

It was as desolate and lonely as a day, and moss even grew in the cracks of the bluestone slabs on the ground.

She and Zhang Tang passed through it, leaving two strings of fine footprints.

The Misty Fairy stood inside the room, staring at the stone statue in front of him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The footsteps approached and they reached the door.

Then I heard the voice of sorrow: "I heard that the seniors asked about the whereabouts of the juniors, and when I saw the sorrows, I came to disturb them, and I have seen the seniors." ”

The fairy in the mist finally turned to look at her.

She was bowing to him.

In fact, the cultivation world respects strength, and the strength of seeing sorrow is far better than that of him, and there is no need to treat him with any junior, but compared with the past, she has not changed much, neither arrogant nor conceited.

What he saw from this nun was that little bit of fireworks and human affection.

It's really rare.

Wrinkles crawled all over the corners of his forehead, and the face of the fairy in the mist described witheredness suddenly revealed a little sigh of the wind and candles, and only asked: "Seeing that the sorrowful little friend has been comprehending the "Nine Curved River Map" for nearly four hundred years, it is time to go to the Shangxu Immortal Realm, right?"

The existence of "Nine Curved Rivers" is a secret to some people, but for others, it has never been commonplace, and they have not been kept secret when they are worried.

Now that she heard the Misty Fairy mention it, she was a little surprised, but it was not an accident.

After all, the Misty Immortal, or the Master of Silence, was one of the masters of Hetu.

She did not hide it, and replied truthfully: "I have been enlightened for a long time, and I finally understand and act from my heart." Do nothing and do something, I choose the latter. In the near future, I will indeed go to the fairy world of the ruins. I don't know the seniors, what do you have to say?"

Zhang Tang was stunned when he heard this.

Jianchou had been in this realm for so long that he had almost forgotten that he was originally a monk, and it seemed that he should indeed ascend to this realm in order to cultivate to this realm.

But why don't they even use the word "ascension"?

He frowned slightly, looking at the sorrow and the fairy in the mist.

The Misty Fairy sighed softly and said, "I can't talk about explaining." It's just that Xiaoyou is really in the ruins, if you have to meet him, please let him go. ”

Let......

He?

Seeing that he was dazed for a moment, he almost didn't react, and he didn't know who this "he" in the mouth of the fairy in the fog was referring to, but just the next moment, there was a flash of lightning in his mind, and he was a little stunned.

After Qu Zhengfeng fell, she buried it, returned the sword to the top of the cliff mountain sheath, and then tossed and turned to the sea of stars tomorrow, and met the red butterfly in the hidden world of the past in the awakening villa, and heard her talk about a lot of old things related to the sword emperor.

One of them is his promise to Lijun.

If you ascend to the upper realm, you will kill the demon of the Venerable Master's heart to avenge the Venerable Master's vengeance.

It's just that Qu Zhengfeng can't fulfill this promise after all.

Seeing that Chou wanted to do all the unfinished things in his life, including the things that did not say anything about the Venerable Master's heart, he never expected to hear such a sentence at this moment.

"Senior ......"

She opened her mouth to get to the bottom of it.

But the misty fairy had already turned around, only picked up a carving knife made of sharp stones from the old table, and said lightly: "The demon is born in his heart, he is innocent, let him go." ”

Seeing that all the words that were about to be exported, I couldn't say anything at all.

She stared at the fairy in the fog for a long time, and finally saw that the other party didn't want to say more about this matter, so she quietly said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, I saw the fairy in the fog concentrating on carving the stone statue.

The two of them came out of the house, and they were a little confused for a while.

Zhang Tang wanted to ask about the Shangxu Immortal Realm.

Seeing sorrow, he was thinking about the deep meaning of the request of the misty fairy, so he frowned and stared, and walked out of the old alley step by step.

It's just that as soon as she walked out of the alley, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

But it was too late to return from the alley.

I only heard a "snap" sound, and the sharp stone that was used as a carving knife had fallen from mid-air, fell to the ground, and shattered in an instant!

And the misty fairy who had stood in the house before was like smoke.

Nothing was left.

It's as if it never existed.

Only under the wall, a perfect stone sculpture, standing lifelike.

The nuns' robes are smooth and flowing, like a breeze and white clouds. The face, which was originally blurred and lacked facial features, became clear. A pair of star-like eyes, slightly raised, to look up at the boundless sky. The plump lip flap curves a line, which is a natural expression of strength and confidence.

Just a little smile is already like a spring breeze.

It is not inferior to the one in Xinghai Square tomorrow......

The dust in the house was splashed, and it rose and fell in the sky light through the broken windows, and in the cold and silent void, it seemed that endless years had passed, and the torrent swept through.

Seeing the statue staring at it sadly, he suddenly felt a little stunned.

In his life, he encountered Hetu, and for the female cultivator who casually changed his fate, the Venerable Master has never let go of his feelings for thousands of years, and he may not have hidden hatred. But in the end, after all, he still faced his true heart, right?