The old man smiled, with a hint of bitterness. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info opened his mouth and asked, "Ling, how long have you been a teacher"?

The young man said aloud, "Five hundred and thirty-four days."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask, "Do you remember why you came here?"

The young man looked bitter and said gloomily: "I was originally a mercenary, and I was friendly with the little junior sister in the regiment, but I never thought that she was favored by a hoof tiger mercenary protector, and he tried his best to please him and use all his scheming. In the end, ** abandoned me and designed to frame me. At the last moment, the master descended from the sky, rescued me, and gave me the Taoist name "Spirit". Since then, he has devoted himself to cultivation in the Forgetting Peak. ”

The old man got up, looked at the boundless sky, and his voice came out faintly, saying: "Once, I also had a junior sister, in order to be high, in order to be able to control the Seven Realms and Six Realms, in front of an innate treasure, she beat her childhood sweetheart brother to serious injury with one palm, she is the current fate." After all, I can't forget my love"!

The young man was stunned and muttered, "Master."

The old man waved his hand, interrupted the young man, and said, "The Seven Realms and Six Realms are about to face a great calamity, you have to grow up as soon as possible. When I have achieved cultivation, I will open the gate of hell again, and you and your junior sister will go to the human realm together, but your own cause and effect in the human realm will be normal. Otherwise, if you have a chaotic mind, you will not be able to achieve success after all."

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, but he still spoke, and said: "Your junior sister has a complex in her body, you must take care of it."

Youth promises.

The old man didn't say much, his hands were lightly raised, and his hands were enchanted.

A large transparent sphere shrouds the central wooden coffin. The old man stretched out his hand, and the lid of the wooden coffin fell off on its own.

Inside the wooden coffin lay a woman dressed in a single shirt and white clothes, with a peerless face, like a fairy in the nine heavens.

The movements in the old man's hands did not decrease, and the enchantment became faster, and the spirit could no longer fully see the master's movements.

The old man didn't know how many enchantments he had formed, and threw his head at the woman in the wooden coffin, and said, "Hurry up and give him a blood-colored mandala and a dripping flower."

The spirit received the command, and the movements of his hands changed. With a flat palm, a white light flashed, and along with the white mang, there was a blood-red and dark green light, but the speed was too fast to pounce.

After the spirit was completed, the old man's body flew up without wind. Standing high in the air, his palms turned outward, and slowly gathered.

Just this simple action, it seemed to drain the old man's big mind, and there were faint traces of sweat on his head.

Reincarnation is far more than reincarnation. It needs to gather the three souls of the deceased and evoke her little by little.

It's just that before the deceased die, they will seal the most important part of their memory in the deepest part of their memory.

"Up"! The old man condensed into a black thing in the sky, and it did not enter the woman's body.

Cangyue seemed to have had a long dream, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and she didn't know whether the person in the dream was a man or a woman. I want to remember, but I can't. She kept running wildly, looking for a glimpse of the encounter in her dreams, but he walked so fast that he disappeared in an instant.

When she woke up, she opened her eyes slightly.

However, along with her was endless darkness, and the night breeze blew in her heart, even if she was a cultivator, it also made her creepy.

After a while, the bonfire continued to burn, and she could vaguely see an old man and a young man in his early teens standing beside her.

Cangyue was confused and muttered, "Where is this, why did I come here"?

Ling frowned and said, "You really don't remember the memories of your past life?"

Cangyue was at a loss and said, "Past life? Is this hell"? This shocked her. , looking into the distance in confusion.

The old man was calm, and said in a calm tone: "Whether it is hell or the Nine Nether Realms, the Seven Realms and Six Realms are one after all. Besides, your three souls and seven spirits have not changed, and you are still the same you."

After a pause, the old man glanced at Cangyue and continued: "Your memories have been sealed in the deepest part of your soul by you, and even I can't do anything about it. It seems that you still need to drown, the washing of the mother of all waters, so that you can find the past.

Ling was stunned, this was the first time he saw the master give up lightly, and he asked curiously: "Master, drowning is really so magical, so where can I find it?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Drowning is the source of water, the mother of all waters." Legend has it that drowning haunted Pluto, and it was pitch black, but it was the purest thing in the vast universe. ”

Ling nodded, this vast universe is really magical.

When Cangyue heard the old man's words, she turned her head, looked at him, and muttered, "Who are you, and who am I"?

The old man sighed and said, "I, I don't remember the previous one. You can now call me the Old Man of the Nine Shadows, or the Master. As for you, I gave you the name "Dark Moon" for the teacher. ”

Faced with an unknown region, an unknown person, and a dark moon who lost the memory of her previous life, she was exhausted. Hearing the words of the old man Jiuyou, he burst into tears, knelt down on his knees, and shouted softly: "Master."

The old man smiled faintly and nodded. opened his mouth and said: "Ling, you take your junior sister to the Broken Soul Cliff to learn the Nine Shadows Devouring Immortals."

The land of the mountain road is extremely difficult to walk, and the cold wind blows on Youyue's body, and she can't help but shiver.

The pitch-black sky, deep and deep, without a trace of light. The darkness that swept over her enveloped her like an overwhelming one.

She was so weak on her feet that she fell.

When Ling saw it, he took out an object from his bosom and opened the wooden box, and suddenly the dazzling white light illuminated the direction of the road, and also dispelled the little chill on Youyue's body.

"There is no day or night in the Nine Shadows, there is only endless darkness. Senior sister, this is the night pearl of the East China Sea that my master gave me when I just came here. Now, as I am adapted, I will hand it over to you." Ling smiled faintly and said with concern.

Youyue was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take it. Night Pearl was beside her, and a faint warmth permeated her, making her feel much better in this gloomy place.

With the Night Pearl in hand, Youyue passed the rugged mountain road smoothly. But the fear in her heart haunted her. Along the way, there are all ruins and broken walls, and the surroundings are quiet.

Walking into the valley, it seems to be another world, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty. Youyue smelled the fragrance of the flowers and plants, and the fear in her heart quietly left, and some were only faintly satisfied.

If she pretends to be in this sea of flowers, she is like a flying butterfly, stopping here and resting there.

Spirit smiled wryly, but he didn't make a sound. Cultivating one, one by one. Sometimes relaxation is necessary to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Youyue didn't know how long she had been playing, and when she saw the spirit standing on the side, she walked up to him and spit out her tongue in embarrassment. I thought to myself: "Although it is the land of the Nine Shadows, it is not a ruthless person."

The spirit smiled dotingly, and led the moon to the bottom of a cliff.

On the cliff, there are all kinds of exercises engraved. Ling pointed to one place and said, "The 'Nine Shadows Devouring Immortals' that the master asked you to cultivate."

Youyue nodded, sat down cross-legged, and quietly experienced the subtlety of the exercises.

For a day and a night, the two sat on the ground, cultivating with no distractions.

The spirit was suddenly startled, and a large amount of air currents gathered around it, surging towards the dark moon. He wanted to wave his hand to interrupt so as not to hurt her, but he didn't want to, and the dark moon took the first step, enchanting with both hands, and incorporating that air flow into his body. In a moment, she absorbed it.

Ling observed carefully, and then was speechless, and the moon had successfully built the foundation at this time. This is also too demonic, and building a foundation in one day makes him feel doubly devastated.

Youyue shook her eyebrows, blinked her eyes slightly, and woke up from her cultivation.

Ling smiled slightly and said, "Senior sister, congratulations on your success in building the foundation."

Youyue's face flushed, and in an instant, it returned to normal. Puzzled, he asked, "Senior brother, I always feel that this exercise is very familiar, and it is not the same."

Ling frowned and said, "I once heard the master say that you have practiced this kind of exercise. As for the difference, maybe what you learned at the beginning was not the complete "Nine Phantom Devouring Immortals".

Youyue nodded, wanting to recall the bits and pieces of her previous life, but she had a headache, and she had to give up.

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Since Nalan Yi was abolished as the crown prince by Emperor Nalan Yu, he was given the name: Heguang. Sent to this point, sullen all day long, accompanied by wine, frolicking in the "flowers".

Inside the palace, the lights are lit up at this time. Whether it is the palace maid who travels, or the father-in-law who holds the net whip, they all have a satisfied smile.

On the streets, everyone rushed to tell each other that when the new emperor Naranno ascended the throne, he would have to give amnesty to the world.

Naranno sat upright in the Prince's Mansion and drove away all the subordinates, his expression complicated. In ten days, he will be the king of a kingdom, but he is not ready. He was very confused and wanted to find someone to talk to, but found that there was no one in the huge prince's mansion to talk to.

"Someone"! Naranno shouted.

A father-in-law came in a hurry, half-bowed, waiting for his master's command.

Prince Nuo was grim and said, "Please ask the prince and the prince to come to the palace and say that there is something to inquire about."

The father-in-law took the order and left, riding his horse and whipping along the way, and did not dare to slack off.

In the dean's room of Zhongni Academy, Jing Yao sat at the bottom of Zi'an Guo, and their eyes wandered for a long time, but no one spoke.

As if he couldn't stand this kind of oppression, Jing Yao still spoke lightly and said, "I'm leaving."

Zi Anguo raised his head and looked through the window to the sky. sighed and said, "You are like the clouds in the sky, fluctuating, only the boundless sky can let you gallop."

Jing Yao sighed and said, "There is no feast in the world, and they have won the honor." The rest of the way is on their own."

Zi Anguo retracted his gaze from the sky, glanced at Jing Yao in a complicated manner, and said: "The crown prince and the prince are the dragons and phoenixes among the people, I knew that this small temple was not your place to live after all, but I didn't expect the parting to be so fast." Well, take care all the way! ”

Jing Yao got up and bowed his hand and left the dean's office.

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the fifteenth class of the third year.

The fifteenth class of three years won the competition, won the honor, won everything, but no one was happy about it.

Looking from the back door, the fifteenth class of the third year was copying everything that Jing Yao had come to at the beginning, a few people looked out the window, a few people bowed their heads in contemplation, and a few people were lying on the table. Shen Manni stared blankly ahead.

The only difference was the change in mood and the occasional choking sound.

Jing Yao is a little depressed, a little lonely, a little sad, and a little painful.