Qin Ye looked at that hand intently. It took a long time to put it down. He knew that if he had to do it again, he would make the same choice.

The world has once again entered silence, and the Great Judgment of the Heart Demon is like an infinite reincarnation, when one is over, the rest of the time, there is only endless darkness.

Qin Ye didn't waste this time, there were no rules for the Heart Demon Trial, and all the rules had to be found by himself little by little. He couldn't afford to waste any of his time.

"First of all, the first rule is that this is the old scene, it belongs to 'it has happened'. No changes are allowed. Any changes or delays will be judged as failures. ”

"The second rule that doesn't count as rules: everything else is allowed."

He groaned.

It seems simple, but it can't be easy at all. For a Heavenly Dao certified "Invincible Divine Technique", this is too easy.

People are impulsive, but not impulsive all the time. He can be sure that next time, he will not stand in the way.

This shot is a farewell to his past.

It is a rebellion against what was once powerless.

It is a kind of tribute to the grandfather who doesn't know where the soul returns.

However. As the lord of Huaguo, his position and his responsibility are destined for him to be wise and sword-cut.

"Grandpa......" He sighed faintly, and grandpa's voice and smile were about to appear in his mind again, and at this moment, his eyes flashed suddenly, Huo Ran raised his head and looked around in shock.

He...... I can't remember my grandfather's face!

No...... Not only that, but he couldn't remember the experience he had since he was a child!

In addition to his own name, he was born ...... Before the age of fifteen, I didn't have any impression of my life!

"This is ......" The sudden shock made him have a layer of fine goosebumps all over his body, he couldn't believe it, he looked at the top of his head, and muttered: "Is this the so-called magic ......?"

The Great Judgment of the Heart Demon has finally revealed its hideous fangs!

"There is no limit to the number of times...... Because it doesn't require a limit on the number of times. Every failure, the price is the loss of memory? He rubbed his chin lightly, and his expression was extremely solemn: "I have only lived for more than one hundred and twenty years, and I don't know if the next time I will lose more memories." If the worst-case scenario is followed...... Double the next lost memory. So ......"

There are up to three more chances!

Worst outcome: next time, lose thirty years of memories. Next time, throw away sixty years of memory. So the third time...... Even if he came up with a crucial solution, he couldn't think of it at all!

And then...... It is formed: every time you enter the inner demon trial, it is equivalent to the first entry, and it is impossible to crack it! So as to achieve ...... Infinite reincarnation!

Truly lost!

At this moment, he is like being alone among wolves at night. Through the thick black curtain, there are countless wolves behind him, and if he is not careful, he will rush up and tear his throat.

"Three times at most." Cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and his hands were pinched white, and before he knew it, the fangs of the wolves were already approaching his throat, which made people feel sharp.

What to do?

Funiu Mountain Tai Sui was born, and I don't know what happened behind it. That may be the key to the Great Trial of the Demons! And he didn't have the confidence to break all the karma that followed him at once.

And the next time it fails...... Even if you still lose fifteen years, you won't remember that you once ate Tai Sui! The only advantage will be lost, and the next ...... I'm afraid I'll get lost right away!

Silent killing, he has been forced

to the dead end.

However, before he could finish his thoughts, the void around him suddenly blurred again. White rays of light pierced the darkness, like the Book of Genesis.

The Third Demon Trial Begins!

"How can it be so fast!" Qin Ye gritted his teeth, and the familiar feeling of dizziness hit again. As soon as the dizziness wore off, he opened his eyes.

Sure enough, he was already lying on a straw bed.

"Grandpa is not here, he is on his way back, I will go out now, and I will meet Ye Xianzu who asks for directions." All the clues raced through my mind. He moved, but did not stand up.

From the time his grandfather came back to the time he came out of the mountain again, he only had nearly an hour.

For an hour, he had to come up with a solution. Nothing can be allowed to delay his thinking.

If he can't think of it, he will forget the next ten years. I can no longer remember the scenes that happened back then, and all doubts will be covered up. If you say, now he has a 50% chance of breaking through the trial of the demons. But if this time fails, then ...... Definitely less than 10%!

How to do it...... What can be done to break this dilemma?

His mind had never been so active, and soon, the voice of his grandfather talking softly came from outside the door. He had already met Ye Xianzu. It's coming in soon!

The straw under his hands was about to be pinched off by Qin Ye. He desperately recalls his strengths: not to live or to die...... See through yin and yang...... Such an advantage...... What do you do when you experience memory loss? What can be done?

Picture by picture, guess by guess, familiar people keep flashing through my mind. Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently.

He remembered someone.

Lee Jung-sook.

She...... Memories have been lost at least six times, but for now, she's still her.

Xia Jinse.

Here's how she did it......

Qin Ye immediately turned over and jumped up, rushed into the kitchen quickly, found the sickle, and slashed it into his hand.

However, at this very moment, his hand ...... I can't even move for half a minute!

In the kitchen, Qin Ye gritted his teeth and pressed his hand down desperately, however, it was like an invisible giant hand in mid-air, holding his hand tightly. It was impossible for him to implement the plan below.

He immediately threw away the scythe, and the yin qi from the tips of his fingers converged, slashing towards his arm again.

However, the moment the yin energy touches the skin, it immediately disappears.

"Heh......" A sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and after a few seconds, he wiped his arm fiercely and scolded from between his teeth, "Damn! ”

Memories must not be recorded in any form...... This is probably the third rule of the Great Trial of the Heart Demons.

No, to be exact, there are only two rules for the Great Judgment of the Demons.

First, any attempt to alter a memory event is judged to have failed.

Second, any attempt to record a memory event is judged to have failed.

It seems simple, but when combined, coupled with the penalty for failure, it becomes an unsolvable defense!

"Dog! You...... What are you doing? Grandpa's voice came from his ears, and Qin Ye suddenly woke up. Looking back, Qin Zhongguo looked at the wrist he was holding in surprise, as well as the scythe that had fallen to the ground and had obviously been moved.

"Nothing." Qin Ye pulled out an unnatural smile: "I'm just a little hungry and want to see if there's anything to eat." ”

He knew what his grandfather had thought of in a moment, but he had no reason to commit suicide, so he could easily prevaricate.

Sure enough, Qin Zhongguo did not continue to ask, but breathed a sigh of relief and pity

Di touched his head: "It's going to be fine...... Come, grandpa just picked some wild vegetables, let's have a good meal. ”

Looking at Qin Zhongguo's busy back, Qin Ye gritted his teeth fiercely.

He didn't want to give up!

He didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to break through the Demon Trial this time, and he had to record his memories!

"Grandpa......" took a deep breath, and he pretended to speak calmly: "Do you have a pen?" I suddenly remembered something and wanted to write it down. ”

If you can't record it yourself, can you let someone else do it?

When I entered the Great Judgment of the Heart Demon again, I saw these words and ...... for myself Can you recall it again?

"Nope." Qin Zhongguo turned his head inexplicably: "How can there be such a thing...... Wouldn't it be nice to go out and pick up two branches and carve them on the wall? Didn't you always do this before? ”

"Good, wait for grandpa to cook first, but you can't starve your good grandson."

Qin Ye raised his head and took a hard breath.

No way...... Still no!

If you ask grandpa to record, the other party will definitely agree. But...... This will delay the time to go up the mountain, and Tai Sui will only appear for less than three minutes. Delayed...... will be declared a failure!

How to do it...... How?

His hands sank into his black hair, combing it vigorously, his eyes slightly reddened. Reflected in the light of the burning earthen stove fire, there was even something hideous.

I can't write, my grandfather can't write, but now I can write...... Only...... Ye Xianzu?

However, if these things are said, even if the other party records them, they will directly destroy everything after that!

After eating Tai Sui, what happened in that "Taoist temple"?

Ye Xianzu is definitely one of the core figures!

Who else?

Who else can record? At least...... Let him try the idea!

There was silence, save for the occasional crackling of firewood in the kitchen and the coughing of grandpa. Qin Ye seemed to hear the second hand clicking and turning in the air, and the sound was chilling.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Zhongguo walked out, holding a bowl of soup, and said with a smile: "Come, dog, it's time to eat." After drinking porridge, I won't be hungry, good ......."

He didn't go on.

He brought Qin Ye up single-handedly, and of course he was familiar with the other party's character. Half a child, eating a poor man, when there is something to eat, the other party can not ask, but a thoughtful look. That...... This is really not a trivial matter.

"Dog." With a sigh, he put down the bowl, walked to Qin Ye's side, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's a good thing to want to study." ”

"However, we must be well fed before we can have the strength."

"Now, what do you use in the city...... Pen. We can't afford it, but ...... Brushes, pencils, maybe buy one or two. Obedient, ah, eat first, tomorrow grandpa will try to beat a fat rabbit, go down the mountain and change something for you? ”

He was still about to persuade a few words, however, Qin Ye's head had already turned mechanically. His eyes blinked, and he jumped suddenly.

Pen...... Quill...... Pencil......

Can't write it yourself......

And here, his only advantage is: the memory is still there, and the realm is still there.

So...... There is exactly one thing, perhaps...... It really can be achieved!

Thinking is like a cold spring bursting, pouring out for thousands of miles. He pretended to nod, and when his grandfather went out to talk to Ye Xianzu, his hand lightly grabbed in the void. A silver brush quietly appeared.

Destiny!