"Cause and effect line?" The old man's voice sounded behind Mu Bai, and the wind found that Mu Bai's situation was wrong, so he followed all the way, but Mu Bai's words still made him puzzled.

"Master, why are you here? Mu Bai turned around and looked at the wind with a stunned expression.

"Seeing that your kid was chattering, he followed, is it okay?" said the wind.

Mu Bai was silent, not knowing how to explain, and after a long time, he told the wind what he had seen and heard. The wind was surprised and puzzled at first, then fell silent. After a while, with a big move, two spiritual powers flew out, taking one drop of the man's and the child's blood, and then taking out a jade bottle, in the jade bottle, two jade-colored spirit insects wriggled, and the wind dripped two drops of blood into the mouth of the spirit worm.

After a while, the spirit insect began to wriggle, the small one snuggled next to the big spirit insect, the wind hand commanded, the spirit fire burned the smaller spirit insect to ashes, the small spirit insect died, the big spirit insect rolled in the jade bottle, and then curled up into a ball, spitting out the blood of the man who had just devoured it.

Mu Bai stood aside, looking at the scene in front of him, and seemed to understand something.

Feng put away the jade bottle and said, "What you said is completely correct, this child is indeed a descendant of that middle-aged man, and the reaction of the blood jade worm has been confirmed." ”

"The boy in your mouth is me, and the clay woman in the mountain ghost temple is the hawthorn. Feng still told his story to Mu Bai.

"I don't understand the red line you said, if it's a marriage and the hawthorn is dead, why is the red line still there. The fisherman is still alive, why is the red line lightened, is it not about life and death?"

Mu Bai was silent, then slowly shook his head. "The disciple doesn't know!"

The wind looked at the woman by the river, the fisherman, and suddenly a flash of spiritual light flashed in his eyes, and after the flash of inspiration, a killing intent covered it.

"Master, don't!"

Feeling the killing intent of the wind suddenly rising, Mu Bai suddenly raised his head and shouted. It's a pity that the speed of the wind is too fast, and the will is extremely firm, the fire flashes, and the woman seems to have never been to the world, and is directly burned to ashes by the monstrous flames.

"Let's see if the red line is still there. "The wind is crazy, and the eyes are full of urgency.

Mu Bai shook his head and said, "That artistic conception is gone, and I can't see anything now." ”

"Gone?" the wind muttered, his crazy face returning to normal, his eyes calming down, and a faint sense of loss revealed.

Maybe there will be a chance to appear in the future, this morning when the purple sun first rose, the blood beads began to vibrate, and that artistic conception appeared, maybe tomorrow should be possible. Mu Bai didn't want to see the old man lost, so he slowly opened his mouth and comforted.

"Really?" said hope in the eyes of the storm.

Mu Bai didn't say a word, and nodded heavily.

There was no word all night, the wind never rested, and he didn't cultivate, just stared at Mu Bai tightly, waiting for the dawn to break.

The rooster reported the dawn, the sky was bright, and a purple glow rose on the edge of the eastern sky, and then the sun slowly rose. Mu Bai didn't dare to delay, and slowly spit it out, but unfortunately the long-awaited blood beads did not tremble, and the artistic conception did not appear.

The sun rose completely, Mu Bai opened his eyes, and the wind appeared on the side, his eyes full of expectation. Looking at the old man's expectant eyes, Mu Bai couldn't bear it, but he was helpless, and slowly shook his head.

Feng's face froze, and he said: "It's okay, if you can't do it today, there will be tomorrow, the old man has waited for so many years and regretted it for so many years, but he can still hold on to this little time." ”

The old man sat back in front of the temple again, his eyes on the mud-fetal woman in the temple, and his eyes showed remorse.

Mu Bai sighed lightly, and then took out the Jinxing Superb Spirit Stone and looked at it blankly, as early as a year ago, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of refining the scriptures, but unfortunately he had not broken through, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to, and he had been troubled by the third transformation.

Since the last time the Earth Evil Fire Vein was in line, the Earth Evil Fire Vein fell silent again, it is impossible to use the Earth Evil Fire to achieve transformation, the quality of the karmic fire is too high, what will happen, he is not sure, there are only a few records of the karmic fire in the inheritance of the reversal, he really doesn't dare to move, let alone take the karmic fire to transform the meridians. The best spirit stone though

Yes, but Mu Bai only has two top-grade spirit stones at this time, gold and fire, but in this way, Mu Bai's five elements will break the balance again, and at that time, it is not Mu Bai who can decide whether he is alive or dead.

"What the hell is this old monster doing, does he really want to retire, no, no, no, he will retire, why does he still bring Mu Bai's kid, there is a problem, there must be a problem. A few miles away, Chi Xiaozi muttered to himself with a puzzled look on his face.

Ghost Dao Sect, Wei Pai looked at the person who came, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Seclusion? Can you be sure?"

"It's... The subordinates can't be sure!"

"You go, continue to monitor, once Mu Bai leaves the Wind Old Monster's side, you... Forget it, I'll go in person. ”

For nine days in a row, there was no movement in the blood beads, and the artistic conception never appeared, and the sense of loss in the eye of the wind was even stronger, and Mu Bai was also a little anxious.

At dawn on the tenth day, when the purple sun was rising, the blood beads trembled again, and the mysterious artistic conception appeared again.

Mu Bai Shennian glanced out, and there was no red line around the swarthy man, but there was an extra black line, and the black line meant the death of the person related to it. Mu Bai told the master what he saw truthfully, and suddenly he was overjoyed in the eyes of the wind, and he muttered for a moment, as if he was a little uneasy, and then took the man to the river, and took it to the place where the woman died, so that Mu Bai could observe again.

"Who are you, don't kill me, don't kill me!" The swarthy man's face was frightened, already shocked by the means used by the wind.

"Shut up!" Feng Da waved his sleeves, and a spiritual power sealed the dark man's voice, and the dark man was even more frightened when he saw that he couldn't speak, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Mu Bai frowned slightly, but he didn't say much, his mind glanced at the dark man, and saw a black line extending to the river, and there was no red line.

"Master, there is indeed no red line. ”

"Hawthorn is alive, alive, no, no, I saw her body with my own eyes, and how is he still alive after all these years. The wind was happy and then sad, and the sense of frustration spread, and a line of old tears fell down the withered cheeks.

"Is that red line really a marriage line!" a thought rose from Feng's mind, making his eyes light up again.

In order to verify the nature of the red line, the wind swept through the entire village with Mubai.

"Old man, what do you want to do!" A woman was wrapping herself in a quilt, and the man looked blankly at the two who broke through the door.

"Red line!" Mu Bai said.

In a flash of inspiration, the two disappeared from the house and came to another house.

"Red Line!"

... ...

"Red Line!"

In just half an hour, the screams and angry scolding were endless, and even the barking of dogs in the village was undulating.

"Is the red line really a marriage?" asked Feng.

"Yes!"

"But the hawthorn is dead, can I still renew the relationship with the hawthorn in the next life, yes, it must be so. The wind whispered, and went crazy again, his eyes were bloodshot, and a majestic momentum skyrocketed, bouncing Mu Bai away.

"Master!" Mu Bai shouted, but unfortunately at this time the wind has fallen into madness, and his will to die is born, how can he allow others to stop him, hawthorn is his lifelong regret, and it is also his hundreds of years of persistence.

The spiritual power suddenly appeared, and the wind left with a long body, and went straight to the mountain ghost temple, wanting to kill himself in front of the mountain ghost temple. Mu Bai was extremely remorseful at the moment, originally he also had good intentions, and wanted to help Shizun untie the knot, but he never thought that it would accelerate the death of the wind.

"The old ghost is pretending to be crazy, is it because he has discovered me and wants to lead me out?" Wei Pai said to himself with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"No matter what, I have to stop Shizun, otherwise I will live in guilt for the rest of my life, this kind of feeling, I hate it. The Flying Snow Sword flashed out and took Mu Bai straight to the valley.

Seeing Mu Bai Imperial Sword chasing the wind, Wei Pai's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he seemed to have made up his mind. "No matter

There aren't many good opportunities like this. ”

Wei Pai took out the black gourd and smashed it towards Mu Bai, the speed was far faster than Mu Bai's imperial sword.

Feeling the majesty coming from behind him, Mu Bai was like a mang on his back, and turned around suddenly, but when he saw Wei Pai with a cruel smile on his face, he drove a black gourd the size of ten zhang and came straight to him.

"Wei Pai!" Mu Bai exclaimed, not daring to delay, pinching his hands with his hands, one spirit seal flew up and down, and finally surrounded Mu Bai's body, forming a black bell, covering Mu Bai in it.

Boom!

The black gourd slammed into the black bell, a roar sounded, and after only two breaths, the black bell formed by the spirit seal broke, and Mu Bai's figure flew upside down like an arrow from the string, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out. The black gourd was undiminished, chasing after Mu Bai, Wei Pai had a smile on his face, and he had a treacherous expression.

Scold!

The sound of the sword sounded, and the spiritual power giant sword dozens of zhang long suddenly appeared, slashing towards the black gourd, the sword intent was Lingran, and the hilt of the sword was a black-robed figure.

"Damn!" The smile on Wei Pai's face disappeared, the black gourd was extremely fast, and the spiritual power giant sword was also unusual, the two collided fiercely, the spiritual power exploded, the houses in the village were in a mess, and the villagers were shocked by the scene in front of them, and hurriedly fled to the back mountain.

After the blow, the sword-wielding figure retreated sharply, and Wei Pai and the black gourd also flew backwards.

This loud noise also woke up the wind in the madness, seeing that Mu Bai was not around, thinking of this loud noise, the wind immediately turned around, threw out the Danding with a big wave of his hand, and drove the Danding forward at full speed.

On the one hand, he is obsessed with his life, and on the other hand, he has his lifelong dream sustenance, his obsession is gone, only in his heart, but the dream sustenance is still there, which is more important, he knows in his heart.

"Two reckless men, since you have a fight, then this Mu Bai will belong to the old man, and if he can't find anything abnormal, he will take it back and observe it slowly. "The old Dao Chi Xiaozi came out with a sword, and came straight to Mu Bai, wanting to capture him, Mu Bai was seriously injured, and in the face of people in the realm of Xiu Dan like Chi Xiaozi, how could he still have the strength to fight back.

Just as it was approaching, a Danding came from far away with a faint flame and smashed into Chixiaozi, Chixiaozi was shocked, and hurriedly resisted with his sword, and the Danding Ghost Fire was violent, forcing it to retreat again and again.

"Chi Xiaozi, would you Heavenly Sword Pavilion do such a thing to bully juniors!"

Chi Xiaozi pinched his hands, the red spirit sword hung by his side, and said lightly: "Feng Lao." You are a senior, you won't be so pedantic, the interests of the sect are paramount, and his existence is much more valuable than the reputation of the so-called sect. ”

"Hmph, do you want to completely break the consensus between the sects and bully the big with the small? If that's the case, you'd better pray that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion don't leave the sect, otherwise, if one comes out, the old man will kill one. Feng's face was gloomy, and he opened his mouth coldly, and then with a big move, Dan Ding flew back to form a confrontation with the red spirit sword.

After pondering for a while, Chi Xiaozi knew that he couldn't capture Mu Bai under the protection of the wind, and he didn't want to make a big deal because of this impossible thing, so he immediately put away the spirit sword, bowed and said, "It's me who is abrupt, the old way says goodbye!"

On the other side, Wei Pai was still fighting with the sword-wielding figure, and the battle was quite fierce.

Seeing Lao Dao leaving, Feng leaned forward with one hand in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Wei Pai, you really can't change your, have you forgotten the lessons of the past few years so quickly!

Wei Pai panicked in his heart, and said to the sword-wielding man: "Daoyou, stop, presumably you are also here for that Mu Bai, you and I will join forces to kill the old ghost first, and then decide the distribution of Mu Bai, how about it?"