Xia Pingsheng looked emotional, as if remembering the past, and after a while, he sighed: "You are the same as me, and the relationship is weak." ”

Xia Pingsheng was originally the son of a commoner in a secular city in Jingzhou, with a well-off family, four generations in the same house, and a prosperous family.

However, in a large-scale beast tide that was rare in a century, the city was ruined, and he watched his relatives fall and die one by one in the crowd of refugees. In the end, when the fleeing party he was part of arrived at the location of a monk sect to seek refuge, only his four-year-old sister was left with him.

However, having a safe place to live does not mean that he can live, Xia Pingsheng tried all kinds of methods to obtain food, and at the same time competed with countless children for the opportunity to become an apprentice of the monk sect.

Just as he got the apprenticeship and ran back to his shelter, the young girl had stopped breathing for a long time.

Next, Xia Pingsheng advanced by leaps and bounds in the master and easily entered the realm of the master, however, after that, he was stuck in the first "departure" position for a full ten years. The genius of the same period turned into a joke.

The red dust is full of obstacles, and the obstacles can be untied, but Xia Pingsheng is at a loss and doesn't know where the bottleneck is.

In order to seek a breakthrough, he constantly raised the level of the mission of the master, and also ventured into a secret realm that was very dangerous for him. Until he was in distress and fell into the magic realm of his heart, he occasionally got Ji Yu's help to escape, and he also broke the "separation" into the "net" in one fell swoop.

Xia Pingsheng only realized at that time that the loss of kinship was the biggest pain in his life, even if he was energetic and promising later, he could not erase the great sadness at the moment when he saw his little sister's lifeless eyes after he was selected by the immortal master.

Yan Kaiting's heart moved when he heard this, and his consciousness was shocked, and he actually felt empathy.

Xia Pingsheng's tone was flat, his emotions did not fluctuate, and most of the past was finished in about ten sentences. But Yan Kai seemed to feel the same way, and even three or two tragic episodes would appear in his mind.

Yan Kaiting instinctively felt that it was not Xia Pingsheng's experience, but it was so vivid, as if it had really happened, where did he get such an impression?

You must know that Yujing City can be regarded as a long-term peace, although the "Demon Moment" occurs once every few years, and the beast tide occurs from time to time, but it is always based on the enemy outside the city gate, and the main city has not been breached for hundreds of years.

After Xia Pingsheng finished speaking, he claimed that it was too late, and directly invited Yan Kaiting out of the room.

When Yan Kaiting stood in the snowy courtyard, his mind was still muddy, and countless memory fragments were floating and floating like marquees, reflecting a bizarre picture.

He shook his head vigorously and forcibly suppressed the rioting Zhihai, only to notice that it was already dark.

The whole courtyard is very quiet, and there are many street lamps on the winding path, but the light is extremely soft, and if you don't look closely, you will mistake it for just a little brighter moonlight.

In the distance, the outer courtyard of Yanfu, like most of the Zhongming Ding Food Houses, is brightly lit and full of people, which is the most lively time of the day. The inner courtyard is quiet and prosperous, and the lights of the pavilions outline the contours, like beauties dressed at night.

Yan Kaiting stood for a while before slowly walking out. He understands that Xia Pingsheng will not mention his tragic past for no reason, which is to remind him whether the obstacle to his "departure" will also be family affection.

Bystanders are often brighter than the parties involved.

However, Yan Kaiting didn't know, how could there be an obstacle if there was nothing in the first place?

It had been a long time since he had remembered the past, and that would have made him feel like his birth had been a failure. He was not pleased with his blood relatives, but brought calamity to those close to him, and the world saw him walking among the brocade of flowers that landed on the ground, but no one saw the thorn that pierced his ankle.

I don't know how long I walked, Yan Kaiting looked up and found himself standing in the square where he met Han Fenglai again. This time, he didn't hesitate much, and walked towards the Yan family ancestral hall.

Yan Kaiting did not enter the door, but only stood there and stared at this solemn building for a long time.

The plaque on the lintel is genuine, created by the founding ancestors, and it is a metallic magic weapon, which is used to seal the fire spirit. Of course, it was empty now, and the fire spirit body was at the core of the workshop.

Then Yan Kaiting's gaze fell on the scorched ruins on the side, and he walked over step by step, but his body tensed involuntarily, and his forehead was slightly oozing sweat.

Gradually, there was a murmur in his ears, the sound of the fire peeling off the beams of the house, the sound of weapons buzzing and ringing, and Yan Kaiting was a little dizzy.

What happened that night? What was his demonic obstacle?!

Suddenly, a hand put on Yan Kaiting's shoulder, and someone called him.

Yan Kaiting woke up suddenly, his back was already sweaty and heavy, and he was cold to the bones in the night breeze. At this time, he noticed that although he felt that a lot of time had passed just now, he was only more than ten zhang away from the ancestral hall to the ruins, and he hadn't even walked out of a third of it.

Yan Kaiting let out a heavy sigh, turned his head and said, "Mingxuan." ”

Fu Mingxuan looked at his face carefully and said, "What's wrong with you? I saw that you looked like you were going to settle down just now, and if you entered the concentration like this, you would really be disordered." ”

Yan Kaiting smiled bitterly: "What is settled, I feel like a nightmare." ”

Fu Mingxuan didn't take this as a joke, his face sank, and he began to look around.

Although the monsters in this world often come to the gaps, most of them are still imaginary when they say it. In the orthodox Dao Sect Mind Method, the so-called inner demons are not caused by those monsters that have invaded this realm, but refer to the pursuit of the wrong path on the main path.

In addition to each realm ascension and the removal of obstacles, most of the so-called inner demons come from the phantom array, that is, they disturb the monk's consciousness, release and amplify negative emotions, and make people unconscious.

Soon, Fu Mingxuan's gaze fell on the ruins in front of him, stretched out his hand, and said, "There was originally a magic circle there, right?"

Yan Kaiting said: "That is the site of the old ancestral hall, of course there is." ”

Fu Mingxuan said: "It's best to ask a higher-ranking formation master to clean it up." After the destruction of a magic circle like this, what I am most afraid of is not failure, but distortion. ”

It was the first time that Yan Kaiting had heard that the broken magic circle would still work, and it would be counterproductive.

He pondered for a moment and said, "The famous formation master on the Yongzhou realm ......"

After Fu Mingxuan blurted out, he also thought of the fact that the cultivation of Beiyongzhou Dao was not prosperous, and frowned and said, "There should be a reason why it was not rebuilt at the original site, right?"

Yan Kaiting was said like this, but he remembered it, and suddenly there was some time Ai Ai, "Well, it seems that the magic circle that forms the foundation below can......'t enter after being destroyed by the ground center."

Fu Mingxuan stroked his head angrily, he couldn't take such an important matter to heart.

The advanced points of the magic circle that protect the important land are all offensive and defensive, especially the refining weapon of "Tiangong Kaiwu", which started from the cultivation of weapons, and the ancestors also left the spirit soldiers in the town, who knows what powerful means are buried in it.

Don't look at the Yan family's recent generations, it has actually gone downhill, and there has never been a master who can refine spirit-level weapons, but the old bottom of the heyday is still there. Only the spiritual fire in the main mansion's workshop can be ranked among the first-class.

Now there are not many old people left in the craftsman's mansion, and if you can't find the complete architectural drawings, you really can't solve the pile of ruins in front of you.

Fu Mingxuan shook his head and said, "It's better to be careful when you come here later! Just now you looked like you had been disturbed by your divine sense." And for a moment I sensed something was wrong with the qi in the ruins. ”

Yan Kaiting was taken aback, not because he was disturbed by his divine sense. He knew his own affairs, and this place had too special meaning for him, and he was emotionally agitated before he came over, even if there was no external disturbance, he might be unconscious. But if Fu Mingxuan has a real feeling, it is another matter.

"If it's so serious, then someone has to be called to seal this place first. ”

Fu Mingxuan looked a little confused, like he couldn't figure out some key points for a while, "Serious is not necessarily serious, and ordinary people are estimated to be unaffected, because it is the breath of the law of time." ”