Lingyu sat in the Lethe River and watched the Styx River flow in the sky.

Xu Wei has not been doing well these days, so she didn't bother. Besides, her own injuries are not healing, and she must continue to breathe.

In the past few days, Lingyu has also seen Huaisu a few times, but when Xianshu devoured the Biluo Crystal, she had already goulded Huaisu's torture, and now it is very relaxed.

She turned her head to look at Xu Yi on the other end. He sat quietly, looking straight ahead.

Lingyu knew that this meant that in his vision, Ziying Heavenly Monarch had appeared. In the past few days, Ziying Heavenly Monarch has appeared more and more frequently.

This is not good news, indicating that Xu Cheng's own will is slowly becoming weak.

If he couldn't persevere, it was likely that he would eventually be attracted to the Dao of the Ziying Heavenly Monarch and thus change his Dao.

However, even so, he may not be able to get through it safely. If he can regain the Dao of Ziying Heavenly Monarch, then it is fine, if he can't find it, he will be lost in the memories of his past life and this life, and lose himself.

The best thing is that he can persevere. Because he is Xu Wei now, not Ziying, what he got is the most real.

After a while, Xu Wei closed his eyes, his forehead covered with fine sweat.

Lingyu walked up to him, sat down, and turned sideways to gently hug him.

This is her own struggle with herself, she can't intervene, all she can do is give him a little more comfort.

Xu Wei opened his eyes and looked at Lingyu.

He looked so attentively that Lingyu couldn't help but let go of his hand and asked curtly, "What's wrong?" ”

The next moment, Xu reversed and hugged her firmly to his chest.

He held so hard. It seems like it's going to be lost in the next moment.

Lingyu "chuckled" in her heart. Silently reached out and hugged back. Wrap your arms around his waist.

Overhead, his breathing was heavy and restless.

Lingyu hesitated for a moment and gently stroked his back to soothe his feelings.

Xu Wei's breath was low, with a scorching heat, burning on her lips.

Lingyu didn't resist, even though his current situation was clearly wrong.

Like a summer storm. Suddenly, it poured down.

But, still halfway through, he stopped.

"I'm sorry." Xu Wei's voice rang low in her ears.

Lingyu hugged him quietly, waiting for him to calm down.

"What's wrong?" She asked softly.

Xu Wei shook his head in confusion and let go of her: "It's okay." ”

He was still seated, his eyes closed, as if he were pranayama.

Lingyu hesitated for a moment, got up and left, looking at him from a distance.

Xu Zhi's consciousness sank into the sea of knowledge.

Knowing him in the sea. Sit cross-legged like this.

He knew that he had lost control just now. Because he couldn't answer Ziying Tianjun's question, he even wanted to get the strength to support him from Lingyu.

But this is the torture in his heart, and Lingyu can only appease her feelings, but not let him break free.

He had to be on his own.

Xu Yi recalled the situation when he dissolved the divine thoughts left by Ziying Tianjun.

"Kill Waisu." The cold vision, he said.

"She's not Waisu."

"Whether you admit it or not, she and Huaisu are the same person. Don't kill her now, and when she grows up, you'll regret it. ”

"I won't." He replied categorically, "I don't care who you are, I'm not you anyway!" ”

Yes, he is not Ziying, why should he be persuaded by Ziying's Dao? Ziying's seven emotions are gone, and he cultivates himself as cold as a sword, which is not the way forward he hopes. If you don't want to, then why follow this path?

However, if you don't listen to Ziying, where is the way that belongs to him?

The supreme of the sword path took such a path, so the sword cultivators of many worlds, like Ziying Tianjun, broke through the void with one sword and cut off the seven emotions.

Even if someone didn't take such a path, Xu Wei didn't have any proof, because the Cangming realm was isolated.

Thinking hard, Xu Wei could only turn around and carefully recall the path of his life.

Before the knot, there is no need to mention it, it is a path that he has no choice for.

The moment he fell into the abyss, his only thought was to live and earn a glimmer of life.

Only by living can he slash his enemies and repay those who have shown kindness to him.

And now, he's done it all.

The revenge of killing his mother and changing his life has been avenged, he rescued Duan Feiyu, let the swordsmen free, and got the love of his heart.

It seems that everything is complete.

But what about the future? Where is his path in the future? How is he going to go on?

Embarking on the path of destiny and opening the path, isn't it just that you want to continue to walk on the path of the supreme path of the sword? What's the difference between that and Ziying Heavenly Monarch......

At this moment, Xu Wei finally understood why here in Lechuan, Lingyu was not affected by much, but he encountered a crisis that almost destroyed Miè's beliefs.

Because, although he has an ego, he has lost his purpose.

That is, he did not have his own way.

Because there is no Tao, the Ziying Heavenly Monarch, who is stored in his heart, comes out to torture his ego.

Where, then, is his word?

"Who?" Lingyu suddenly opened her eyes.

Under the River Styx, artemisia swayed in the wind.

The wind blows faintly, bringing coolness.

Lingyu jumped up, her wrist turned slightly, and a sword appeared in her hand.

She slowly brushed aside the artemisia grass and walked over step by step.

A few shaded spirits, appearing in the midst of the artemisia.

When she appeared, the yin wind blew, and the yin spirit pounced on her with a hideous face.

The sword flashed and strangled the past.

The Yin Spirit was dispersed by the light of the sword, turned into black smoke, and disappeared.

Lingyu didn't relax. How could these ghosts suddenly appear here? The ghosts did not chase here, so it can be seen that they are afraid of the water of Lethe here. They are soul bodies, and if they are entangled in illusions, they will slowly lose their minds like these yin spirits.

Could it be that these ghosts strayed into this place and turned into them?

No. Lingyu quickly denied this possibility, because she had never sensed the existence of the ghost. Those hell are bad. The strength is not very high. At most, there is only the Dan period. It was impossible to hide it from her.

In this case, the question is back to the original place, how did these ghosts come about?

Between the artemisia grasses, there is a Lethe River water flowing over, forming a shallow pool.

The waterhole reflects the river Styx in the sky, shimmering with a faint light.

Lingyu cheered up and slowly glanced at the past.

One of the bends in a pool. A shadow slowly floated out, turning into a ghost.

This yin soul obviously has no spiritual wisdom, but it is full of hatred, cruelty and other negative feelings, and as soon as she perceives the existence of spiritual jade, she will rush towards her.

Lingyu felt that something was wrong, and after killing this yin spirit, she restrained her breath.

Another ghost floated out of the pool of Lethe. Strangely, it lunged at Lingyu almost instinctively.

How so? Lingyu strangled with a sword, and he couldn't figure it out. Just now at the Ghost Gate, as long as the breath is restrained. These ghosts will not feel their existence anymore.

One after another of the ghosts appeared in the waterholes, surging forward one after another.

If you haven't noticed anything wrong at this time. Lingyu is stupid.

These ghosts are different from those ghosts in the ghost gate. The yin soul who has just stepped into the ghost gate has no intelligence, no love, and no strength. But now the yin soul that comes out of the water of Lethe can almost be called a ghast. They retain the negativity of evil in their bodies, and they also have a certain strength, and it is their instinct to kill when they find the living.

Lingyu remembered a rumor.

Some evil spirits, who have suffered from hell and are still unable to be reborn, are thrown into the Lethe River, washed by the cleansing spirit of the Lethe River for many years, until all sins are eliminated and they become ghosts without self, and then they can be reborn.

Until then, the washing of the Lethe River will make them miserable.

Could it be that these ghosts are the ghasts that are washed away day by day in the water of Lethe?

Such ghasts, unlike those yin spirits, have a very strong ego, so they have a certain strength. Isn't there a group of ghasts floating here with the Lethe water?

If so, it's really troublesome.

Lingyu turned his head and looked at Xu Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Shangzhen Palace porch, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be struggling with himself.

Xu Wei has no way to manipulate the True Palace now, so he can only block this group of ghasts.

Lingyu held the sword and stood in front of the Shangzhen Palace, if there was a ghost floating out of the water of Lethe, the sword light would fly out and kill it.

In the Lichuan Artemisia, the sword light flies.

At first, she blocked easily. Although there are not many true elements and the body is not fully recovered, it doesn't take much strength to deal with these ghasts who are equivalent to the strength of the knot pill at most.

However, gradually, ghasts with the strength of the primordial infant appeared, and there were more and more of them.

Fighting so non-stop made Lingyu feel difficult.

She summoned out the immortal book, pointed out, and the spiritual light rolled down, turning into five demon beasts.

"Block them." Lingyu didn't have time to explain, so she commanded.

"Yes." Danzhu and the others responded.

The five demon beasts came out, and the pressure on Lingyu's body was light.

However, today seems to have gone out of bad luck, and the strength of the ghast is getting higher and higher, and gradually even the five demon beasts can't stop it.

The evil soul of the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, they can also rely on the cooperation to kill until a ghost with the strength of the late Yuan Infant appears, and Lingyu can only stand up.

The immortal book spread out the aura, and the magic circle spread out layer by layer, and then exploded.

It was not difficult for her to kill such a ghast with few intelligences. But if it goes on like this, it's not good.

Zhenyuan is already insufficient, how long can she last?

Another ghast spirit with the strength of the Empress Yuan appeared, and on the side of Shangzhen Palace, it suddenly burst with purple qi.

The sword qi flew in and swept through, and countless sword qi that turned into entities fell, strangling all the ghasts.

"Let's go!" Xu Fei flew in front of Lingyu and let out a low snort.

Lingyu summoned the five demon beasts and returned to the Shangzhen Palace.

Xu Cheng dropped another sword, knocking back those evil spirits that were about to float out, and he also returned to the Shangzhen Palace.

With a thought in his mind, Shangzhen Gong flew up and moved away from here.

Lingyu looked at the dense ghast and couldn't help but touch her arm. Suddenly there were so many ghasts, Rao was so bold that she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"How are you?" She asked, looking up.

Xu Wei's face was calm, and he smiled at her: "I'm sorry, I said that I asked you to hand it over to me, but I still want you to protect me." (To be continued......)

PS: I was tortured by this chapter so much that I couldn't live and die, and I finally finished writing it, and went to sleep.