Lan Zijin returned to the East, because she also had to fulfill her promise to return to dust with the Bank of China and help the East unify the world.

After five years, Lan Zijin came to the Oriental King City again, she was the first to come to the Thousand Winds Palace, and Ximen Wuya's beauty had long since disappeared.

Seeing Lan Zijin coming, although she was dissatisfied with Lan Zijin's loss of confidence, she still greeted her with a smile, because Lan Zijin helped her recover her beauty five years ago, and she had already tasted the sweetness.

Lan Zijin walked up to her, stretched out his hand and said, "Next." ”

Ximen Wuya knelt on the ground, raised his head to receive the blood in Lan Zijin's hand, and this scene happened to be seen by Dongfang Mingzhe, who came to ask for peace.

"The Queen Mother! What are you doing! ”

Dongfang Mingzhe ran over, and Ximen Wuya swallowed the drop of blood, and instantly returned to the appearance of his youth.

"Thank you, Demon King." Simon Wuya said.

"Where's my stuff?" Lan Zijin asked.

"Here."

Ximen Wuya gave the white porcelain vase to Lan Zijin, who took it and left.

"Ah Jin ......"

Dongfang Mingzhe looked at her distant back, and recalled everything he had experienced between him and Lan Zijin back then.

"Zhe'er, which of the girls that the queen mother told you last time do you like?"

Simon Uya stood in front of the mirror, admiring himself in the mirror and asked.

Dongfang Mingzhe was very uncomfortable with Ximen Wuya's face, and he was also very disgusted, and left the Thousand Winds Palace directly.

"Zhe'er...... You! You give me back! ”

Dongfang Mingzhe walked in the Imperial Garden, and happened to see Lan Zijin again.

His father, Dongfang Luoyu, held Lan Zijin in his arms, and Lan Zijin naturally leaned on her shoulder.

"Luo Yu, I'm ......"

"Zijin, don't say anything. I know, I know it. You're glad he's back. After more than 20 years of waiting, it has finally come to fruition. ”

"Luo Yu, declare war. I want to fulfill my promise to Master. ”

Dongfang Luoyu let go of his hand and said, "Now is not the time. The reserves of the Eastern Kingdom are insufficient, I can't squeeze the people, and on this basis, I forcibly start a war with Nangong, and I have no reason to start a war with Nangong. ”

"Reason, do you still need a reason? Do you know what I've heard? When passing through Nangong, those resentful spirits wandered in the hollow, telling the tyranny of Nangong Yu! In order to marry Ximen Dailin, Nangong Yu built a large number of civil and engineering cultivation palaces, and the people of Nangong had words of suffering, and all those who complained were exiled, and they died, fled, and were injured. In the past few years, Nangong Yu has never stopped recruiting soldiers, the army has expanded by hundreds of thousands, and even the people in their forties and fifties have been arrested! What are you waiting for? ”

"He's him, I'm me, he's unkind, I can't do that. Over the years, many refugees have fled from Nangong to the East, and for the sake of these refugees, the East Country has long been unable to make ends meet. Now the treasury is empty and no longer has the capacity to support the war. ”

Lan Zijin was silent, she really didn't think about it so much.

"So, how many more years do we need?"

"At least five years."

"Okay, I'll help you."

"How can you help?"

Lan Zijin turned around and looked at the trees full of red flowers.

Of course she has a way, the resentful spirits are wailing, the people are poor, there are too many resentful spirits in the eastern country, she only needs to solve the resentful spirits, thank you, and the land can be restored to life.

"I can bring the land of the East back to life." Lan Zijin said.

"How?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

With that, Lan Zijin jumped into the sky and returned to the Eastern Barren Mountain on the outskirts of the Eastern King City.

Here, she hasn't been back for five years.

Taking out the white porcelain bottle, Lan Zijin released the soul in the porcelain bottle, but she didn't expect that Ximen Wuya had collected so much.

Hundreds of souls floated in the air, and after eating a few of them, Chiya lay on the ground, and she had to take the souls back.

"Red Night, I'm hungry, have a good rest."

Lan Zijin stroked the hair on the top of Chiye's head, Chiye snorted and closed his eyes, it seemed that he was really overwhelmed.

It didn't take long for Akaya to suddenly stand up, flutter a few times, and his magic power was restored to the extreme. But its eyes were glowing red at this time, and it seemed that it was a leak of magic, and its body was out of control.

"Red Night!"

Lan Zijin shouted, but Chiye had lost his mind and rushed into the air.

"This guy ......"

Lan Zijin shook his head, presumably it would come back after venting.

At this time, she had more important things to do, and that was to gather the demon spirits.

Absorbing the demon spirit can not only make the people in the demon path enhance their magical power, but also keep the demonic spirit's yin qi away from the land where it wanders, and when it falls, that land can be restored to life.

Lan Zijin never disdained to do this, and she didn't want to strengthen herself by killing people and setting fires, but now, for the sake of the Eastern Country and the people of the world, she wants to learn from the royal power of Yutian and Chu Ning'er to gather the demon spirits of the whole East.

Lan Zijin closed her eyes and pinched her hands to chant the incantation, and the breeze around her was blowing, and her red hair fluttered in the breeze.

After the incantation was recited, a black whirlpool appeared on the top of the East Barren Mountain. Lan Zijin slowly opened his eyes, then pointed to the whirlpool and said to the sky: "Demon Spirit, listen to my orders." Gather in the Eastern Wilderness and live with me. ”

"Listen to me, the demon spirit. Gather in the Eastern Wilderness and live with me. ”

"The Demon Spirit! Listen to me! Gather in the East Wilderness! Symbiosis with me! ”

After three calls, all the demon spirits from all over the east gathered, and the wind blew stronger and stronger, and Lan Zijin meditated in place, waiting quietly.

And so it was three days.

During these three days, she had to try to recall the things that made her sad, and she also had to deliberately avoid her fond memories. Only by doing so can she integrate her resentment.

In the end, she was physically and mentally haggard, and the top of the East Barren Mountain was surrounded by whirlwinds, and there was not a trace of wind in the place where she was.

In the memories, there are lost children and fallen out of favor.

There is betrayal, there is parting.

There are ruptures, there are disappointments.

There is fear, there is determination.

It's all some unbearable past, and she almost forgot a lot of feelings at that time.

She remembered that when she was fifteen years old, she was dancing on the clear surface of the lake, and accidentally fell into the water, and Nangong Yu hurried over.

She remembered that when she was sixteen years old, Nangong was covered with snow, and she and Nangong Yu parted in the heavy snow, holding the jade pendant given by Nangong Yu in her hand.

She remembered that in the Dongfang Palace, Dongfang Luoyu picked up the drunk her and walked to the dormitory, which happened to be early spring, and everything was still silent.

She remembered that in order to save her life, Heyi was poured seven days of death wine by Bei Ming Yiyi and died under her sword.

She remembered Dongfang Luoyu's pale face when he was dying.

She remembered Fushang, Wanwan, and her brother Lan Zhiyuan.

She remembered that Dongfang Luoqi had protected her countless times, and they fought on the battlefield together, living and dying together.

She remembered that Dongfang Luoqi died in his arms, and there was no grief in his eyes, only love and pity.

That's her life.

Countless demonic spirits poured into her body, and her strength increased, as did her resentment.

The land began to rain, watered, flooded......

"Jin'er ......"

The sound of the thunderstorm was mixed with a familiar sound.

"Master, I'm so tired."

Lan Zijin closed her eyes, her pain was all welling up, and she was almost about to lose the courage to live.

Zhongxing Guichen slowly approached, and Lan Zijin could feel the infinite spiritual power that was about to move in his body.

"What do you want to do now?" Bank of China asked.

"I want to kill someone." Lan Zijin replied.

"And after that?" Bank of China returned to the dust and continued to ask.

"I don't know." Lan Zijin replied.

Her resentment could not be suppressed, and the unwillingness and torture of so many demon spirits were all piled up in her body.

What is a Demon King?

The demon king is to possess the obsession of the demon spirits and let those demon spirits be liberated.

The Demon King is to bear most of the pain in this world alone, and then close himself off.

What is a saint?

The saint is to absorb the spiritual power of this world, make himself immortal, and then save the world.

The same is salvation, one is demonic, and the other is holy.

"Master...... I now withdraw my request. ”

"Which request?"

"That request not to let you kill me."

"Got it."

Bank of China Guichen walked to Lan Zijin's side, hugged her lonely and thin body, gently stroked her red hair with his hand, and sang an ancient song for her.

"Hooligans, hugging cloth trade silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and I seek to come. Send the son to wade Qi, as for Dunqiu. I am scared, and there is no good matchmaker. There will be no anger, and the autumn will be for a period of time. Yu Yu dove! No edible mulberries. Yu Yu dove! No edible mulberries. Yu Wow Girl! There is no such thing as a delay. The skewness of the scholar can still be said. The woman's timidity cannot be said. ”

"Master, hold me for a while, I feel uncomfortable."

Lan Zijin pleaded softly, and Bank of China Guichen was silent, only hugging his arms tighter.

"Master...... Do you want to be your woman? ”

"How can Jin'er be a woman who is a teacher?"

"Is the master's treatment of Jin'er a simple master-apprentice relationship?"

"If it is a simple master-apprentice relationship, how can there be that day and night."

"With that day and night, can Master be happy?"

"Jin'er ......"

In the wind and rain, Bank of China Guichen let go of his hand and landed a kiss on Lan Zijin's forehead.

"Master...... No, I won't. Refuse to give up everything and be with Jin'er. Jin'er can only wait, Jin'er doesn't want to be alone. Do you say, will Jin'er be happy? ”

"I ...... I do not know. ”

"Master trained Bank of China Luo Chu to become a saint, just so that he and Jin'er no longer have any possibility, right?"

"It's not."

As he watched strings of water slip down Lan Zijin's eyelashes, he stroked Lan Zijin's cheek and gave her a kiss on her red lips.

"Jin'er, you've suffered."

"Master, is he taking pity on me? Still is...... Or is it comfort? ”

"Neither. It's something I can never do again. ”

Lan Zijin looked up at the Bank of China and returned to the dust, without saying a word. She wanted to remember this moment forever, to remember her heart forever.

"Who are you?" Bank of China asked.

"I am Lan Zijin, the daughter of the Northern Underworld, the saint of Taisheng Mountain, and the female apprentice of Zhongxing Guichen."

"Just remember."