Gray mist slowly permeated the heavens and the earth, rendering the place into a gray-white chaos. The boy was confused, his consciousness was confused, and he walked slowly in this chaotic world.

Suddenly, countless blood-colored points of light, flickering with a faint brilliance, flew in this mist. The boy was still strolling, but there was a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, like a weak flower, slowly blooming in the morning light of life.

The pair of black heavy pupils reflected a red shadow.

The sound of gurgling water resounded in the ears of the young man. The sound of the water was sometimes agitated, sometimes silent and gentle, but to the ears of the young man, it was like a plain music, with a strange magic, guiding the lost pedestrians to return.

The boy got closer and closer, and the red shadow in his heavy pupils became clear from blur. On the unfamiliar big bluestone, the familiar red clothes are stunning, with their backs to him, and their feet carved like jade are immersed in the clear river water.

In the young man's heavy pupils, the last trace of confusion was finally shattered, and with the clear morning breeze, it disappeared in a blurred white beam.

The sound of the water murmuring, the boy stands, and the woman looks back. A gentle breeze blows through the green silk and white hair. With just one look, on the bank of the river in this gray mist, there were countless red flowers blooming instantly, bright red, amazingly red, red as blood.

"You still owe me a wedding ceremony, ......... live" The woman's whispering voice was like spring rain falling into the barren field and hitting the young man's heart.

"Kill......... Heaven does not allow me, kill the shackles of this heavenly way, no one can stop me from ........." The young man roared angrily, but saw a dazzling white light flash away, and everything was blurred.

The bloody scenes of the past years appeared in front of his eyes, and his heart was full of sadness, which was his lingering regret, which forever surrounded his heart, like a nightmare.

"Whoa.........

A white mist filled the cold air. A young man with long white hair, scarlet eyes, and a white shirt, stood proudly in the turbid water.

A strong killing intent rose from his heart, like a peerless and terrifying beast, unable to surrender, unable to stagnate, and wantonly wielding a violent will.

"Wake up. A coquettish shout, like a thunderous explosion, resounded in the sea of young people's knowledge. The scarlet eyes of the white night immediately returned to their clear color.

He suppressed the infinite killing intent in his heart, his body shivered violently, he couldn't help but hug his arms, although some of the extreme cold mood slowed down, but he still felt a bone-chilling cold.

This feeling was far deeper than what he would have come when the curse was printed these days. He looked down at his body, and sure enough, there was a faint green light that bloomed into his familiar pattern, radiating brilliance.

When he looked up, there was a white figure in front of him, giving him the same familiar feeling, but it was very vague. He felt an inexplicable headache, and looking at the blurred white figure in front of him, Bai Ye was shocked.

Last night, he seemed to be drinking with Luo Qianying, but here, it seemed to be the Extreme Ice Land Holy Spring......... And he was still naked and only wearing one piece of clothing. He couldn't imagine what had happened to him after he lost consciousness last night.

While he was still in this semi-conscious state, he felt a chill on his lips. It's like after beating a spirit, Bai Ye is finally completely awake.

"Tell me honestly, how did you get the curse. ”

"Killed an immortal who didn't die. ”

"You......... Will it be the same as before?"

"A little. ”

Luo Qianying nodded when she heard this, her face was slightly pale, but with a hint of redness, what she had just done, but even she had never thought about it.

"Is there a way to lift it?"

"When the cultivation arrives, it will naturally be fine. ”

"This, you take it, meditate well, the Seven Thoughts Floating Life Recipe is still very effective in suppressing anger. ”

Bai Ye looked at his hand, it was a silver carved dragon ring, it was also a space ring, Luo Qianying gave it to him, I don't know how many times higher than his original one.

"Thank you, Master. ”

"The teacher is gone, you can cultivate well. ”

"Yes, Bai Ye sends off the master. ”

White Night knelt in the murky water, and it wasn't until the white shadow disappeared from his sight that he slowly straightened up from the water. He really wanted to confirm whether his double pupils were useless, and he actually saw Luo Qianying's face a little red just now.

Bai Ye looked at his body in the white mist, countless scars crisscrossed him, and the war pattern belonging to the Fan Li clan had disappeared, but he could feel that the demon blood in his body was more pure and powerful than before.

This pool of water ......... It is the Cold Star Bamboo Grass, although it is not a sacred object, but it is also one of the herbs that is extremely difficult to encounter and pick. But thinking about the environment of the Star Silence Sect, it's not surprising that there are so many of them.

These dark green mantra marks were distributed on the surface of his body, absorbing the residual aura in the air all the time, leaving impurities in his body, which was a kind of obstruction to his cultivation and an erosion of his physique.

But this impurity has been removed a lot by the water of this medicinal bath. Rising from the turbid water, Bai Ye raised his right hand, and a wisp of white flame ignited from his hand, like a small dragon, swimming within his body, devouring the tiny impurities in his body.

"It's okay........." Bai Ye smiled, the immortal curse mark was really a terrible curse for him now, he had to divide half of his strength to fight against it, and he had to suppress all kinds of inconveniences caused by it from time to time.

But for White Nights, it's become a habit. Before the immortal curse seal, there was still the poison of the ghost, but it was all solved with the growth of his strength.

Back in his small bamboo house, Bai Ye simply cleaned up and then sat cross-legged on his bamboo bed, using his divine sense to explore the silver carved dragon ring that Luo Qianying had left him.

The moment his divine sense came into contact with the carved dragon ring, the ring actually exuded a terrifying absorbing power, pulling his consciousness towards the ring.

White Night opened his eyes again and found himself in a silver space. Seven mystical and jerky scriptures appeared in front of his eyes, and feeling the ethereal aura in this ring, Bai Ye's heart was shocked.

This ring is actually Luo Qianying's life-saving weapon. Although it was different from the various life weapons he had seen in his previous life, Bai Ye could see that this was a life weapon created by the method of the desolation.

Although this law is incomplete. Otherwise, those seven scriptures would not be in such a state of intricate abuse of ancient and modern texts. What Bai Ye really didn't expect was that Luo Qianying would actually hand over his life weapon to himself.

The so-called life weapon is the product of the monk's life cultivation and the integration of his life and the object. Once the monk himself has forged it, it will exist in this world with the monk, and its strength will change as the monk's cultivation grows.

Incineration, in a sense, is Mo Cheng's life. It's just that Mo Cheng has already cultivated to the realm of a half-step saint, and the burning at that time can be regarded as a Taoist soldier, which is different from other life weapons, and is very strong.

But there are also huge drawbacks to the life weapon. Once it falls into the hands of others, it is a great trouble for the monk himself.

Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the seven scriptures, which were the seven floating life tips, but they were different from what he had read before.........

In front of the ice-blue ice cave, there is a woman in white who is holding scissors and carefully pruning tall potted plants, and her more and more dusty and ethereal temperament is matched with her beautiful face, making people look at it at a glance, as if they see a fairy who has fallen into the mortal dust.

Luo Qianying carefully trimmed the scissors, at this moment, she wanted to be serious, but she was absent-minded. On the night she helped Bai Ye heal her wounds, she saw a golden-red tattoo on the back of Bai Ye, which was a blooming blood-colored flower.

Sadness, loneliness, waiting......... While feeling those emotions, she also saw the figure of a woman. She had seen a woman in red by Bai Ye's side all the time, but in her impression, the woman had always had dull eyes, as if she had no thoughts of her own.

The woman appeared with the blood-colored flower, behind the white night. With just one look, they could know each other's identities in the dark, and she seemed to see the scene of this woman and Mo Cheng together after her death.

It is an inscription of the past, from the golden and red petals behind the white night. Luo Qianying stopped what she was doing, and she touched her lips, which were cold and soft.

Her eyes gradually blurred, and in a trance, she seemed to see another self, the self in her dreams. Powerful, lonely, and full of murderous intent, even the initial apprentices were just trying to find a successor for their own lineage.

The word years, for her, is just a period of time. After millions of years of getting along, if she was left behind when she fell, it was just a regret that could not be filled.

That's why she fell into this lingering nightmare in this life. Three thousand years is really a long time for her today, but it also allows her to see through a lot of things in her ignorance.

Wandering between the unreal and the real, and the unintentional glance at each other, she understood a lot of things. Some things originate from the past life and fall from this life, even if she can watch him grow up again, the original feelings have already sprouted and grown, becoming a towering giant tree.

A cold air with a sense of silence enveloped Bai Ye's body, countless white mist rose, and a woman sat in front of the bed. Her body, along with her red wedding dress, was in a state of illusion.

She looked at herself in such a state, and then looked at the long sickle in the young man's dantian. She smiled and just looked at his cultivation as she had done countless years ago.

She didn't want to care about his affairs, she was just looking forward to the day when he really had the ability to never be separated from her.