I had already said to Fu Chaosheng when I saw sorrow before, In this spring, there is a Qimen gossip formation.

Listening to the words, she seemed to have a way to unravel it.

But Fu Chaosheng didn't know that her understanding of the formation was so deep.

With just a single palm, countless spiritual lights emerged from between her fingers, and instantly plunged into the small spring like stones.

Puff puff!

When the light point entered, countless bubbles appeared in the spring, as if it suddenly boiled.

Crash!

In the blink of an eye, the sound of water grows.

The fountain, which was originally the size of a fist, burst into a snow-white light after boiling, and the edges became even more illusory.

It's as if there's an illusory circle around a spring, engulfing the hard rocky ground around it.

The small spring began to grow in size.

Soon, it was like the same well they had passed through everywhere before.

The change before and after is just two breaths.

A flash of thought, seeing that sorrow had already waved his hand directly, summoned the Kun Wudu chariot, carried everyone together, and threw himself into the well. The ripples rippled away, and in the blink of an eye, the shadow was gone, and it was back to its original state.

Moments later, they appeared on a brand new level.

There is no barren plain, no rats and cows everywhere before, and there is no huge sinkhole, but as far as the eye can see, it is a lush forest and ancient trees.

They flew out from the trunk of a tree.

When you look up, the dense foliage obscures the sky above.

The whole jungle is extremely dark.

It is covered with pale green moss, and is covered with old trunks and roots that are exposed to the ground.

It was so quiet that there was not even the sound of birds.

Another dangerous situation.

But he didn't look much when he saw the sorrow, but just hovered the Kunwudu chariot in mid-air, like a big ship between the ancient trees.

Gu Ling was still crying.

“…… What's going on?"

I didn't witness the previous battle.

She walked over, squatted beside the old woman, leaned out her thoughts, and when she checked the other party's situation, she felt the weakness of running out of oil and lamp.

Gu Ling's crying became louder: "It's all my fault, I didn't cultivate well, and I didn't have the ability to protect my mother-in-law." My mother-in-law was trying to save me just now, so I was beaten by those monks......"

"Monk?"

Seeing this, he immediately frowned, and raised his eyes to look at Zhang Tang and Chen Tingyan next to him.

"It's those people from the Snowy Tantra. ”

Of course, it was Chen Tingyan who spoke.

Although this old woman and Gu Ling do not have a deep friendship with them, everyone has come all the way, even if they don't have much emotion, they will inevitably die of sadness when they see that people are going to die.

Chen Tingyan recalled the scene of the previous scuffle, and his tone was a little heavy.

"Didn't we meet someone from Tantra over there before?"

"Later, in front of the sinkhole, we saw that you had mysteriously disappeared, and we fell into a scuffle outside. After a long time, the people behind caught up. ”

"The attackers were two of the tantric monks. But they were left alone and not with Zongtu. ”

Snowy Tantra ......

When I heard the sorrow, my heart sank.

Zongtu naturally remembered it.

The person who led the team in the Snowy Tantra seemed to belong to that Holy Son, Shanya. But the situation of the Snowy Tantra is also very confusing.

Their group did not agree on the same opinions.

Why is it single?

Seeing sorrow, he checked the old woman's injuries.

She is indeed very old, even in the state of her soul body, she can't hide the wrinkles on her face, the silver threads on her head, and the wound on her chest at this moment is as if someone has cut open her heart with a knife.

There was also an obscure force, spreading along the wound on her chest, towards her neck and head.

The old woman's eyes were already a little cloudy.

But she can still see the sorrow.

When she found out that she was about to reach out to herself, she put on a tired smile: "Life and death are fateful." How can they allow me to be a Buddha mother and challenge the authority of Tantra? I can go to the city of vain death and survive until now, and it is already the Buddha's grace...... Ahem......"

"Mother-in-law......"

Gu Ling's tears fell down, and she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Seeing that the hand stretched out, he stopped in mid-air, slowly clenched it, and withdrew it.

Zhang Tang and the others on the side all watched.

They also knew for a long time that the old woman didn't have long to live. Just said the kung fu of the sentence just now, and her whole body dried up.

"I grew up in the snowy region. ”

"There are people at the bottom of the mountain, but on the high snowfield, there is ice and snow that does not melt all year round. It's always cold up there, but it's always beautiful too......"

The old woman's voice was already floating in vain.

She looked at the sorrow, but her gaze seemed to be unfocused, empty, as if she had seen something else......

Regret, nostalgia.

"Ahem......"

"When we were kids, we always liked to climb up to see the sacred lake at the highest point in the snowy region. The lake is very large, spread on a snow-white ice field, and I don't know if it reflects the sky or if it reflects the sky blue. ”

"I remember, it said, it was called 'Garan'. ”

The Holy Lake, which says that it is called "Garan"?

I don't really understand the sorrow.

But in just a few words, the feeling of high and lonely cold has already come to you.

She seems to have become a listener to the old woman.

Therefore, I didn't interrupt when I saw the sorrow, but just calmed down and continued to listen.

"Everything about the snow was beautiful and clean. But when I grew up, I realized what was hidden under the clean......"

"Ten Jiazi ago, the battle of the Yin and Yang realm, it was the Buddha Sect who was sorry for the three thousand sects in the Central Domain. ”

"We all have original sin. ”

The cloudy eyes were already full of old tears, rolling down the wrinkled corners of the eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the pain of the wound, or because of the hatred for the truth she knows......

"The old body is mortal, and I can't see where the sad girl comes from. ”

"But the old body knows that you must not be ordinary in his day. If one day, the girl can go to the snowy land, but please pluck a bunch of blue delphins for me and put them in front of the holy lake......"

Seeing that he stared at her with sorrow, he remembered the previous message of Zongtu, the Holy Son Shanye, and the seemingly simple prayer of the old woman now......

She was still nominally a monk in the city of the dead.

Reincarnation is the only way to have the opportunity to go to the snowy region, but at that time, the reincarnation pool is flooded, who remembers those?

Unless she can get in touch with the people of the two sects of Buddhism, she can seek opportunities, keep her memory, and fulfill the old woman's request.

Seeing sorrow, I know very well in my heart.

The old woman seemed to vaguely guess her origin and details, but she didn't ask. Just like her and Fu Chaosheng, she acquiesced, but did not declare it.

"If you have the opportunity to go, you will fulfill your mother-in-law's wish when you see sorrow. ”

She finally sighed and laughed.

When the old woman heard this, it was as if she had finally waited for an answer.

She slowly drew a smile, rolled her eyes as hard as she could, looked at Gu Ling, who was already crying uncontrollably, and stretched out her hand.

"Don't cry, don't cry, mother-in-law knows, you're very powerful......"

The voice quickly became hoarse and deepened.

As soon as Gu Ling stretched out her hand, the old woman's arm hung down.

The next moment, a thick black gas burst out from the wound on her chest, like some invisible monster, engulfing the old woman's entire body in the blink of an eye.

On the deck of the chariot, not even the remnants of dark white blood could be found.

"Mother-in-law!"

Gu Ling's hands were empty, and she shouted hoarsely when she saw this, but it was useless.

That black gas, after engulfing the old woman, also collapsed on its own, and soon disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The old woman's injury, several of them are naturally very clear, and they all know that they are weak to return to heaven.

It's just that the black gas that came out at the end, and its strangeness has greatly surprised everyone, so that people have a creepy feeling.

Seeing sorrow, he looked at the desperate Gu Ling, and had the heart to go up and comfort him.

Chen Tingyan, who was on the other side, quietly shook his head at her and said in a low voice, "Let her cry for a while." ”

She was with the old woman all the way, and suddenly lost such a support, how could Gu Ling feel better in her heart? What's more, she thought that the old woman died because she saved her.

But in fact, even without Gu Ling, listening to the tone of the old woman, she also believed that she would definitely die.

"Snowy Tantra ......"

Seeing sorrow, I read these words again, and my heart was very uncomfortable.

The relationship between the old woman and her is really not very deep.

But now that she is dying in front of her eyes, it has made her so depressed and unhappy......

Then those predecessors in Yashan back then, those fellow disciples who died in the battle of the Yin and Yang Realm, and what kind of feelings did the people of Fudao Mountain, and even the senior brother Qu Zhengfeng who betrayed her from the school, or the senior brother?

Why did Qu Zhengfeng betray Yashan, the delicate relationship between the Fudao Mountain people and Hengxu Zhenren, and the details of the battle she had seen in the ghost axe......

Behind him, who was the purple sword light that attacked Qu Zhengfeng?

Everything, at this moment, all came to mind.

Seeing that sorrow came to mind, he saw all the things he had seen when he flew over the nineteen continents in that mysterious cave, and he also remembered the nine-headed bird's entrustment.

Eventually, she didn't speak.

Gu Ling cried for a long time.

Chen Tingyan stepped forward to comfort him, but he was flamboyant on weekdays, and he didn't know what to say, but he looked embarrassed, and finally he could only look at him.

Zhang Tang is a cold-faced and ruthless dead official, and a dead person is nothing in his opinion. Back then, some people in the court even scolded him that even if his whole family died in front of him, he would not blink.

As for Li Han on the side, or Fu Chaosheng......

No matter what identity you start from, there is no possibility of comfort.

Here, only sorrow is appropriate.

But what could she say?

Seeing that Chou squatted down, he only touched Gu Ling's messy hair, and after a long time, he spoke, and his voice was a little difficult: "There is still a long way to go, you can't cry forever like this." ”

Growing up, or growing up, is a painful thing in general.

More growth, perhaps more damage means.

But this is a one-person business, and others can't interfere too much.

Some relatives have left, some are irretrievable, and some are betrayed by relatives and friends, and their loved ones turn against them......

Seeing that he was worried, he closed his eyes slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

She got up and returned to the Sinan round platform.

The little mink jumped onto her shoulder with a swish, and Dijiang Guyu was pulled out of her mouth by it and held it in her arms, with two eyes, one big and one small, blinking and staring ahead, and her mouth made an unknown babbling sound.

"This layer should be the eighth level of blood-sucking hell. Depending on the situation, there should be birds. We still have to hurry, so please breathe on the spot, and I will first take control of the chariot and look ahead. ”

She spoke.

There was no objection from everyone.

Especially Chen Tingyan's sharp eyes found that he was worried about his cultivation at this moment, and he was extremely staggered, and he didn't believe his eyes at all-

Jade Nirvana!

The missing trip turned out to be a jade nirvana!

It's terrible!

This cultivation speed is inevitably too terrifying.

Don't......

What happened when she disappeared?

Chen Tingyan suddenly became curious in his heart, but a dead man on the left had a soup on his face, and a moody person on the right who killed people at every turn, and he really didn't dare to ask more.

After all the calculations, he only felt that having a Zhang Tang was enough to be an eyesore, and now this Li Han was standing on the chariot, and for some reason, he felt very unaccustomed.

Maybe it's because, along the way, this Li Han didn't pass with them at all, right?

Anyway, it's dangerous.

Chen Tingyan defined "Li Han" in his heart, and then came back to Gu Ling's side, guiding her with each other.

There is still a long way to go.

The Kun Wudu chariot drew a deep white light, passing through this dense and reckless jungle, extremely flexible, but the excessive silence gave people a very uneasy feeling.

But at this time, the heart is very quiet.

I don't know if it's because the little mink was so promiscuous on the seventh layer that it scared the demon beasts and monsters on this layer of the Pong Sheng Dao, and they didn't even receive any attacks along the way.

It seems that all the dangers are lurking in the dark, but they dare not come out.

"Woohoo!"

Or is this mink awesome?

The mink leaned proudly on the sorrowful shoulder along the way, completely inconsistent with the habits of the species, and raised its tail high, very proud.

Fu Chaosheng's gaze swept over the little mink, but quickly fell back to the body of the sorrow: "There are many factions in the Snowy Secret Sect, but you are thinking about it?"

Ponder......

Of course, it is not only the death of the old woman, but also the causes and consequences of these events, as well as the information revealed in the old woman's words.

Yashan, Kunwu, Buddhism two sects, Yin and Yang two sects......

What are their roles?

Seeing that he was really not very clear, he only glanced back at Fu Chaosheng, and said lightly: "But I'm thinking about the difference between good and evil, the difference between good and evil, ......."

At that moment, Fu Chaosheng almost thought she was talking about him.

But he soon realized that she was referring to the things that had gone before Shijiazi.

Because he has cosmic eyes, he accidentally peeked into this matter and knew it clearly.

Who is plotting against whom, who is sorry for whom, and even who is the culprit on this side of the Polar Domain......

He also knows everything.

But......

Fu Chaosheng's gaze was not shy about it, looking directly at her, with a little vague evil aura diffusely, very calm, not even half a point of concealment.

"Seeing the sorrow of Taoist friends, what is good and what is evil?"

“……”

Seeing that Chou suddenly didn't speak, he looked back at him, and of course he also came into contact with his eyes.

But at that moment, there was a bit of trance in her eyes.

A flash of thought, it was the lonely peak of Yashan Leng Yue, returning to the Hejing, she received Fu Chaosheng's thunder letter asking her old friend, and Qu Zhengfeng was also beside her at that time.

He almost asked a sentence that was very similar to Fu Chaosheng's words-

"Demons?"

"Little junior sister thinks, what is a demon?"

She still remembered that she couldn't answer, so Qu Zhengfeng laughed and walked away, never looking back......