Yi Feng bowed his head, stood in front of Yi Xiaochen, looked at Yi Xiaochen's troubled Mu Zi, his fingers curled slightly, and pointed at Yi Xiaochen's forehead: "Those who are on the path think that the Yin and Yang Plate is the ultimate supreme, but when you see it, do you still think so?" ”

The aura crossed, the picture appeared, Yi Xiaochen saw in the dazed realm that he could not touch the once, the clan hall of the Yi clan, a group of Yi people worshiped the magic weapon in the sacrificial hall, the magic weapon was like a thousand-year-old tortoise shell, the upper and lower phases were combined into a gossip shape, the upper shape, the scorching white lines fell and overflowed with streamer flames, this is the yang phase, downward, dark and cold, cold and silky, medium shape, the intersection of yin and yang is like the water waves, countless life and death are contained in it, and the middle of the sacrificial platform is paved, A person sitting across from him was wrapped in a black and white robe, and he didn't know what he was doing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, a baby's cry came, Yi Xiaochen saw two Yi people each holding a crying baby to the sacrificial hall, the sacrificer standing in front of the sacrifice stepped forward to take the baby, they held a sharp short thorn, slowly pierced into the baby's body, when the baby's crying disappeared, the short thorn was withdrawn, the bright red blood stains on it made people's hearts ache, the two sacrificers placed the short thorn in the golden tripod in front of the yin and yang plate, the mixed breath of the medium shape slowly extended out like a tentacle, and the short thorn released the purest human breath, this human breath was like cooking smoke and condensed, Two babies melted out in front of the golden tripod, they were ignorant and ignorant, but in the next second, those tentacles pulled the baby into the middle shape, and with the streamer of one green and one gold released from the middle shape, it was scattered in the sacrificial altar, and two miserable cries floated out, and then Yi Xiaochen saw that the person in the black and white robe slowly integrated the breath released by the yin and yang plate into himself, until his shriveled body rushed towards the power full of life...

"See?"

Yi Feng asked, and Yi Xiaochen pondered: "See, senior, is that the art of forging life and continuing life?" ’

"Not bad!" Yi Feng withdrew his hand and turned around: "The yin and yang plate is based on the yin and yang phases between heaven and earth, but yin is the earth, and the yang is the sky, this supreme law is originally made in heaven, but if it is controlled by the worldly body, the desire, greed, and arrogance hidden in the body of the layman will spread out endlessly, casting life and continuing life, this is a costly technique must be exchanged for life and interest, otherwise how can the fixed number be changed!" ”

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochen was silent, and at this moment, he suddenly thought of his obsession, in order to repay Yi's mother's upbringing, he had been delusional to use the yin and yang plate to change her life and death, but if the lives of two newborn children were exchanged for Yi's mother's life, he couldn't bear that sin, let alone melt into his heart, even if he was born with a soul-devouring body, there was no way.

"Yi Xiaochen, this is the place where you need guidance in the wheel of fate, Nanyuan, and it is also the last place of the Yi to clear the soul, here, there is just the truth, Yin and Yang Pan, this seems to be a brilliant and powerful magic weapon, but it is actually dirty, the predecessor who created it has died, but the bloodline of the younger generations has been continuing, Yi Xiaochen, you are the outlier of Yi's fate, you have destroyed the boundary between the Yin and Yang phases, and the guardian spirit beast Yin Jiaojiao and Pan Ming Dragon that were forcibly cast by the ancestors of the Yi have collapsed and dissipated, As long as you can uphold your original supreme spiritual root and keep your own spiritual origin, then you can not be disturbed by fate, destroy the yin and yang disk, destroy the art of forging life and renewing life, of course, you can also use it to do what you want, no one can stop you!

When the words fell, Yi Feng's body dissipated, like rain and mist, Yi Xiaochen opened his eyes and looked, on the swaying virtual shadow in front of him, the towering mountain peaks, the sea of yellow sand everywhere, in the underground palace in the depths of the sand sea, where the yin and yang plate was.

"Yi Xiaochen, walking along the mountain road into the clouds, passing through the yellow sea, in the palace of the Yi clan, it is up to you to decide whether the continuation of the Yi clan's destiny or the dissipation! As for Nanyuan, after your arrival, this place will be gone forever, and you will be where you are supposed to be! ”

This call floated in Yi Xiaochen's ears, making him sleepy, and when the clouds disappeared, the bamboo forest withered, and the lake dried up, Yi Xiaochen only felt that he was falling into the abyss as quickly as he fell, until everything turned to darkness.

In front of the River Styx, Xiao Mao and Shirley followed the cold breath of the River Styx until they walked to the Wind Mourning Ridge, but there was nothing in front of them except for the unidentified corpse and the smell of blood in the air, which made Xiao Mao very uneasy.

"It shouldn't... Obviously has the taste of Brother Yi... Why? ”

A mile away from the two of them, Zi Qingluo followed closely, and when she stepped into this realm, the cold breath in the air made her shudder, and Qiu Yi kept looking around, which made Han Wei unhappy for a while: "What are you looking at?" ”

"People, there have been people like Brother Feng here!"

"Yi Xiaochen?"

"It's not!" Qiu Yi gathered his soul slightly, and said: "It's different from Yi Xiaochen's taste, it should be other Yi people, but why is there no Brother Feng among them..."

When these words were asked, Zi Qingluo, Han Wei, and Yao'er couldn't answer... Not far to the east of where they were, in the reeds, lay the corpses of the Warriors of the two branches of wood and wind...

Back in Daman Town, it is still a desolate and remote place, the difference is that it is covered by invisible coercion, Xuan Cheng, who picked up a life in front of the River Styx, is standing at the place where he left at this time, and he felt cold in his heart in the empty place, and after a while, Cheng Yi came back, and he whispered: "Master, Cheng Fei They are dead!" ”

For this result, Xuan Cheng seems to have expected it for a long time: 'Where? Who did this to you? ’

"It's just at the east exit of the town, I don't know who did it, but they died a miserable death, their bodies were drained of blood, and their bodies have turned into dried corpses."

"Dry corpse..."Xuan Cheng only felt his blood surge, as if there was endless anger rushing into his heart: "Yi Xiaochen....zombie... That evil man, what is he carrying, what is he hiding on this path..."When the words fell, Xuan Cheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Cheng Yi rushed forward with an arrow, taking Xuan Cheng's tired and old body...

"What do we do next?"

From the north of Daman Town, where Xuan Cheng is located, the Yin family's mansion near the Styx River has long been dilapidated, but Yi Jiyu and these people are repairing, coming back from the Styx, Yi Kong and Yi Zhentian are mixed thoughts, and they don't know what to do at all.

In the courtyard, Yin Lin Duoya had woken up, she was leaning on the door in a daze, next to her, Yin Qi, Yin Qing and others sat silently, and after a while, Yin Qi said: "Sister, no matter what, we have nothing to do with the Yi family anymore!" ”