"Goodbye." Shen Baiyi smiled, looked at the white back, and went farther and farther......

Goodbye, yes goodbye.

Probably really, never again......

Shen Baiyi did not cry bitterly, let alone be full of sadness.

He hadn't seen white a few times in hundreds of years, and separation had long been a habit.

If it was a farewell at this moment, it would also be a goodbye that he expected and took for granted.

Even if White is still willing to say goodbye, he has no face.

There will be no goodbye.

He's here.

Many years ago he said that if he couldn't do it, he would have failed, and if he was just a failure, he would rather stay alone forever and forever on this isolated island covered with white trees......

So, here he is.

Shen Baiyi, there is probably no one in the rivers and lakes who remember his name, even if the rivers and lakes are not eraized, there will not be too many people who remember him, because the Kunlun faction at that time was originally small and remote, and he was not one of the top ten masters of the Kunlun faction in the reputation, he was already unknown. But his strength far exceeded the top ten masters of the Kunlun faction at that time, many more.

Many people think that if it wasn't back then, what would happen now......

Shen Baiyi also thought so.

But that's not true, a person who has been away from the rivers and lakes for too long is not qualified to comment on the rivers and lakes at all.

Now, he illustrates this result with a factual fiasco.

The wind, the blowing of habits.

The white forests on the island swayed, and the dazzling white light illuminated the entire island......

The wind blows.

On Bamboo Forest Island, there are also many reefs that did not fall into the ocean in the bumps.

Yi Yun walked around the road at will, and the hall no longer needed him to protect it, and Qunfang was jealous. Embroidered handkerchiefs in the main hall.

There is still a scorching smell left on Bamboo Forest Island.

Ming'er was beside Yiyun, and her face was a little lost and sad.

Walking on the bamboo forest island like the ruins that were burned by the fire, the sadness in her heart involuntarily surged.

"Our death can be reborn, what we lose is everything that we have worked hard to accumulate and cultivate, and the death of NPCs is completely wiped out, in fact, for the Chaos Era, their existence is more real than ours."

Yi Yun listened wordlessly, many years ago. When he was learning to kill swords, he had seen the bandits' merciless slaughter and persecution of innocent NPCs in the village.

At that time, he was also uncontrollably surging with a similar heavy sorrow.

The sword is a murder weapon, and the person who picks up the sword should be mentally prepared to be killed by someone else's sword.

But these are not people with swords.

Today, many years later, in the face of such tranquility, his mood is not as heavy as in the past, just silent and speechless.

When he was in hell, he realized that everything is in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are inseparable. I think it's far away from the rivers and lakes, but it's just because I am on the edge of the rivers and lakes, and this edge will affect people when. Maybe today, maybe a hundred years, hundreds of years from now, but someday. The impact will appear in real, and people will suddenly realize that they are not outside the rivers and lakes at all.

Those who picked up the sword and those who did not. The difference is simply that one is more clearly and intuitively aware of this, and the other is in it without knowing it.

Ming'er let out a long sigh of relief, but when she inhaled again, the air still smelled of burnt and unpleasant. However, for the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes, NPCs are not worth caring about at all, life and death, illness, and tragic encounters do not matter, it is no different from stepping on an ant to death. But I, some of them are too hypocritical, and killing people has become a habit, but I feel sad for these NPCs, and I feel sad ......"

"Being in the rivers and lakes is naturally a habit; On the edge of the rivers and lakes, you are still you. Yi Yun looked at the starry sky, there are still five days, five days later, Zhulin Island will arrive at the Zixiao Sword Sect, this way, safe and sound, it is just expected.

"That's why a sword without blood is particularly beautiful in the rivers and lakes." Ming'er guessed that Yi Yun was thinking of a sword without blood at the moment, outside the rivers and lakes, there was a world without blood everywhere, and there was no blood in the world of the skill master. But in the world of sword-wielding, a bloodless sword is precious, even bizarre. "Are you thinking that a sword without blood may be a fateful person who is too forgetful?"

"Maybe." Yi Yun did not deny it.

Before the opening of the Three Realms, only the purple shirt could understand it on Xia Ke Island at that time, and the purple shirt was a destined person. The runes flashing around the body of the statue in the underground hall were incomprehensible to Yiyun, and the people who rushed to Ming'er, Ming'er, Demon Pupil, and Qunfangxian couldn't understand them.

There have been many people in the alliance who have studied these things, and some people from NPCs have been invited to study those runes in the main hall.

But so far, there is no conclusion.

Those runes are not words, and many people who specialize in various historical texts have come to this conclusion, and there is not even a law of words.

In other words, it is an original rune, and the way to recognize these runes is not through regular speculation, but through a kind of connection of soul consciousness. The soul and consciousness of people who are destined to see it at a glance can naturally produce many associations and understandings, and then naturally understand the meaning of these runes, and those who cannot connect with each other, no matter how long they look at it, they will not get any gain.

"There is no higher Taoist cultivation in the rivers and lakes than twilight, and there is no higher Taoist state of mind cultivation than her, if she can't understand it, there is no hope of trying to deliberately crack the mystery of the Book of Forgetfulness." Ming'er was also a little worried when she thought of this, this situation is very rare, but it is also very helpless, just like the Taixuan Sutra, so far only Zishan has successfully cultivated. The magic of many of the martial arts of the purple shirt is based on the help of the Taixuan Sutra, and many people in the Heavenly Alliance know this. But it's useless, the Taixuan Sutra is that there is no second person who can practice it.

"When you have no choice, destroy the statue." Yi Yun has already made this kind of decision, of course, it can't be regarded as a result at this moment, although there are a lot of well-educated people who have come now, but in terms of the number of many famous people who can be invited, there is not even one thousandth, and it is naturally far from the time to declare impossible.

"Shen Baiyi's diary has only read more than 300 books so far, and the records are all about the events when the rivers and lakes first opened, although there is some information about the white dusk, but I'm afraid it's still very early to find the content related to the main hall." The beginning of each diary of the swordsman in white. All wrote his own name. But this name is not famous, and looking through the Jianghu records, there is nothing about this name. There are too many books, and there are still too few people coming today. It takes time, and there is no need to rush. "Shall I go and ask Twilight? I haven't seen each other for many years, and I often miss it. ”

"Okay." Yiyun nodded indifferently, Ming'er is indeed a very suitable candidate, she has also been in contact with Twilight, and her temperament and words are also in tune, I believe that Twilight is also very happy to see her.

"Still. Even if Twilight is destined, she may not tell you the truth when she gets the Book of Forgetfulness. ”

Yi Yun smiled, looking at a pair of sly and bright eyes flashing on Ming'er's face, for a while, it did evoke memories from a long time ago, and occasionally, Ming'er would have such a side. "Kill her, then?"

"I can't kill it." The smile in Ming'er's eyes was even stronger.

"That's all there is to it." Yiyun also smiled happily.

Originally, this was a knowingly question, and if Twilight thought that there was such a reason, she would never have said the mystery of the Book of Forgetfulness. If Twilight had been invited for this purpose, she would never have agreed to come.

Of course, the ideal outcome is to be able to successfully solve the mystery.

It's just that. It's just an ideal best outcome......

Ideal.

It's been three months.

It has been three months since the underground hall was transported back to the Zixiao Sword Sect.

Among the hundreds of thousands of NPCs, those who enjoyed the reputation of learned people from all over the world gathered in the Zixiao Sword Sect, but none of them could say what the glowing runes that flashed around the statue's body were, neither Taoist runes nor words at all.

No doubt. Things went into the worst.

The only thing to gain is to hope for Shen Baiyi's diary.

In the past three months, tens of thousands of NPCs have taken turns to read and sort out in batches. Finally, all the diaries that Shen Baiyi had written over the past few hundred years were sorted out.

The person who brought these diaries was Demon Hitomi, and she only brought three booklets, and they were not thick. "That's all you need in front of you, look at it, what's the problem, about the statue of the main hall, there is indeed some information in these diaries that people have to care about, but there is no information as we expected, Shen Baiyi also can't crack the mystery of the rune, he doesn't know the secret and truth of the Book of Love, what he knows is only the connection between the Book of Lovelessness and white."

This is already much better than nothing.

Yi Yun opened it, quickly browsed, and opened the book, all of which were descriptions of the situations and moods of Shen Baiyi and Zi Yi meeting again and again, including what the two people had said......

In the first book, it's all like this.

Yiyun lost all the sides and opened the second book, only to find that it was still like this......

Yi Yun threw away the second book, pointed to the last booklet, and looked at the demon pupil. "How much do I have to see?"

The demon pupil shrugged his shoulders slightly, smiled helplessly, and turned over half of the third booklet. "They thought you were interested in that, and I thought you were somewhat concerned. As a man, it is inevitable to wonder what kind of story a man is willing to guard a woman for hundreds of years and a place, isn't it? ”

Yi Yun ignored it, and carefully browsed the content of the page that the demon pupil turned to......

A mysterious white light enveloped the purple shirt's body...... White light, white, so contrasting. The moment she disappeared in front of my eyes, I even thought it was something wrong with the system...... However, just when I was at a loss, the white light lit up, and the purple shirt appeared in front of my eyes. It's just that her expression has become very strange, very cold, like ice, although she still feels like an ice beauty with a cold appearance and a fiery heart, but in the face of her like this, I am still a little at a loss for a while. The usual purple shirt always likes to disguise himself as a ruthless swordsman, with a hat, and in a low, disguised man's voice, he speaks cool words coldly. But at this time, she is not a disguise, and the chill in her eyes is inexplicably terrifying......

Yi Yun turned the next page, and while reading, she was already thinking about it, thinking about the picture depicted in the text record at that time.

‘…… On the statue, there was a sudden sound, it was the voice of the system, but it was not transmitted to the purple shirt alone, but let me be able to hear it clearly, which was very strange, but then I understood that the purple shirt at that time could not transmit the sound, because all the sound transmission I was concerned about could not be delivered, and the statue called 'Forget the love of the heavenly book, fulfill your wishes, too forgetful, fraternity is infinite, so it becomes the ruthlessness in the eyes of all beings.' The power of the primeval world is obtained by those who are destined to get it, and if you do not abide by the purpose of forgetting your love, you will lose it. 'Purple Shirt looked tired, but I couldn't get closer, and before I could move my steps, her cold, guarded gaze had already fallen on me, and I could only stop and wait quietly for her to get better......

Yi Yun continued to turn the next page, if this was the case, Shen Baiyi didn't know what happened to Zi Yi at that moment, what happened, there is no doubt that the idea of knowing the mystery of the Book of Forgetting Love through Shen Baiyi's diary can only be a wish.

‘…… For a long time, the purple shirt was just standing under the statue tiredly, but the look of vigilance in her eyes gradually faded, as if she remembered who I was, and seemed to be better, and I couldn't help but ask what happened. Unfortunately, her answer was as blunt as ever, full of rejection of me, but I didn't care, her willingness to answer was in itself a symbol of someone who could be trusted, rather than an enemy. You just need to know that when the secret of the Book of Forgetfulness is cracked by someone else, it is when White dies completely. ’…… Hundreds of years have passed, and I still don't know what secret is hidden in this sentence, because I never intended to ask, a life-and-death secret should never have been known to anyone in the first place. Since this is a matter of life and death for the purple shirt, then I am willing to protect it here, which is more proof of my heart and sincerity than always following her but not being able to get close......

Yi Yun closed the last book.

There is only so much to gain about the hall through Shen Baiyi, in fact, it is just one sentence, and the book of forgetting love determines Bai's life and death.

And the premise is that you must be able to understand the content of the Book of Forgetfulness.

The Book of Forgetfulness never exists, it only exists on the runes of the statue and in the mind of the purple shirt. In addition, with the character of the purple shirt, there will never be words that people can peep at.

When Yi Yun closed the book, the demon pupil said indifferently, "Obviously, it is easy to defeat white after cracking the Book of Forgetfulness." But it's certain that even if twilight comes, she will never tell anyone the secret of the Book of Forgetfulness. ”

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Today's third chapter fills in the chapter of last month's 720th monthly pass. (To be continued......)