It's a pity that Dongfang Youran is not a teacher material, and he didn't solve Ye Changtian's doubts at all.

"Guihong is not dead, you lied to me!"

Dongfang struggled leisurely with the chains, a little emotional.

Ye Changtian took two steps back, looked at Dongfang Ran, who was full of murderous intent, and said calmly: "You'd rather believe the people who locked you up here than the people who rescued you, right?"

"Guihong is dead!"

Dongfang leisurely stiffened his neck and shouted with red eyes.

"To be exact, Guihong stayed in the Netherworld. ”

Ye Changtian explained.

"The Netherworld is a place of death, he is dead, he was killed by you!

Dongfang Youran seemed to have identified Ye Changtian as the murderer.

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang Youran helplessly, and said with some suspicion: "I heard that Dongfang Youran's cultivation is an inner saint and an outer king, quite magnanimous, thinking and doing, conforming to nature, conforming to the way of heaven, and being a saint with compassion and a strong heart. Why don't you look like you at all, are you Dongfang leisurely?"

"Lao Tzu is Dongfang leisurely!"

The chains were pulled and rattled.

"Here, give me proof?"

Ye Changtian folded his arms and watched with interest.

"Proof, what proof?"

Dongfang Youran was a little puzzled.

Ye Changtian pointed at Dongfang Youran and said, "Prove that you are Dongfang Youran." ”

"Who Lao Tzu is, you don't need to prove it!" Dongfang Youran seemed to have spent a lot of energy, looked at Ye Changtian with some gasp, and said coldly: "Why are you here?"

"The people of the Holy Land are gone. ”

Ye Changtian said calmly.

"What? The Holy Land is gone? No one in this world can destroy the Holy Land! You lie to me!"

Dongfang leisurely became excited again and shouted.

"I said is there a problem with your ability to understand? I just said that the people of the Holy Land have disappeared, not that the Holy Land has been destroyed. ”

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang leisurely with some disdain.

Dongfang was silent, looked at Ye Changtian, and said, "Are you really Ye Changtian?"

Ye Changtian nodded.

"The Holy Land is gone, and you came here. Dongfang leisurely let the wind blow his long hair, squinted at Ye Changtian, and said, "It's not accidental, you came here for me?"

"Go on. ”

Ye Changtian's eyes lit up slightly, and he said softly.

"Every action points to the end, you want me to leave, the purpose is me, in other words, you need my strength. Dongfang's leisurely breath became restrained, deep, and his cold eyes turned into confident resoluteness, unyielding determination, and said slowly: "It seems that the war of slaughter has begun, and the catastrophe has finally come." ”

Bang Bang –

Ye Changtian applauded, stepped forward, and said, "Heavenly Gate Ye Changtian has seen the Holy Lord of the Holy Land. ”

Dongfang smiled indifferently and asked, "Why are you so respectful?"

Ye Changtian naturally said: "In the face of camouflage, Changtian really can't be respectful. Now that the Holy Lord has returned, Changtian naturally cannot be disrespectful. ”

Dongfang shook his mouth leisurely, this guy actually said that he was hypocritical!

That's it.

"What do you need?"

Dongfang asked leisurely and directly.

"Victory. ”

Ye Changtian said calmly.

"Ye Changtian, there is no victorious side in the battle of slaughter, and in the end, it is all death. He needed a world of death, a world of no threat. ”

Dongfang said leisurely with a solemn face.

"Who are you talking about?"

Ye Changtian asked with a slight squint.

"God. ”

Dongfang smiled leisurely, miserably.

"The Six Emperors are not gods. ”

Ye Changtian said solemnly.

"You actually know the name of the Six Emperors!" Dongfang looked at Ye Changtian in surprise, and then shook his head and said: "He can decide the life and death of people, in Xuanling,

He is the only God. ”

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang leisurely, frowned, and asked softly, "The Holy Land, has it changed because of God?"

Dongfang shook his head leisurely and said bitterly: "God can't change the holy land, but he can change people's pursuits. They abandoned the saints and wanted to become the supreme gods. The change of the Holy Land is the decay of the self. ”

Ye Changtian can imagine all this.

When the Six Emperors demonstrated their extraordinary strength and became gods, some people willingly became servants of the gods, knelt at the feet of the Six Emperors, and swore allegiance.

What is right or wrong?

They are only for immortality, for power.

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang leisurely with sharp eyes, and said, "If you don't dig up the rotten flesh, the wound will never heal." Do you want to regain control of the Holy Land and protect the people?"

Dongfang said leisurely and calmly: "When I was locked up, I figured out a problem. ”

Ye Changtian smiled and said, "It seems that you already have the answer." ”

Dongfang nodded leisurely and said, "Yes, there is no holy land in this world, return to peace and scatter in the world, this is the destination of the holy land." ”

Does the world really need a holy place?

When there is no holy land, isn't the Xuan Ling still the Xuan Ling?

Over the past 3,000 years, what contributions has the Holy Land made to the Xuan Ling? Are those contributions really of the Holy Land?

Isn't it a natural sanctification of Taoism?

Since the Dudao Law is natural, why do you want to become a holy place?

Intervening in nature, but with a high-sounding sound.

After repairing the Cangsheng Temple, the Holy Land only had slogans left for the common people.

After the temple of all people was built, the people could not even enter the gate of the holy land.

After repairing the people's temple, poor ones, they can't even accommodate surnames outside the East, where did the people come from?

I have always wondered, what has been missing in the long history of the Holy Land to get to this point?

The endless coldness and infinite emptiness gave me the answer.

What is lacking in the Holy Land is an endless mind.

A person's heart only accommodates his own interests, can't pretend to be the common people, can't see the people, can't call out the people, and in the end, only the loneliness and selfishness of the East are left.

People are selfish, and not everyone can be a saint.

The ancestors had grand dreams, endless care, compassion and selflessness, which was their glory. But as a descendant, he did not inherit all this.

is like the heir of the emperor, only staring at the power seal in his hand and the golden throne, but he never thought about the responsibility under the power seal and the world above the throne!

If the heart is insufficient, it is called holy.

Trouble arises, and the face is ugly!

In this case, there is no need for the Holy Land to exist.

Isn't it your best hope to return the world to its original state?

"Cooperate. ”

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang seriously and said leisurely.

"Cooperation?"

Dongfang squinted leisurely at Ye Changtian.

At the moment, people are swordsmen, and they are the fish and meat, Ye Changtian did not coerce himself into agreeing to any conditions, but said that he was cooperating?

Equality is cooperation.

Ye Changtian said solemnly: "You heard it right, it's cooperation." I'll help you get out of trouble, and you help me kill a few people. ”

"Kill whom?"

Dongfang asked leisurely.

"Feng Jiutian, Hades, farewell, don't look back, Dongfang Jingsha is whatever you choose......"

Ye Changtian said calmly.

Dongfang stared at Ye Changtian leisurely, good guy, the people you want to kill are not fuel-efficient lamps, "You seem to have said one less name." ”

"Do you say the Fifth Hongmeng? That person, I'll kill it. ”

Ye Changtian said resolutely.

"You?"

Dongfang looked at Ye Changtian leisurely, and couldn't see through the cultivation.

However, Dongfang Youran is no stranger to Ye Changtian's intelligence, although he is trapped here, he is not alone, Dongfang has no regrets and will send lobbyists from time to time, more or less bring one

some news.

Piecing together the fragments of information, although Ye Changtian has risen quickly, he is an out-and-out "newcomer".

"Don't you know that the Fifth Hongmeng is only one step away?"

Dongfang reminded leisurely.

"Does it matter? I'm going to defeat him, even if it's a catastrophe, will I be able to shake my faith?

Ye Changtian said indifferently.

"Even if I promise you, you won't be able to save me. As you said, it's not the Xuan Ling who traps me. ”

Dongfang leisurely looked at the spikes on his body and the chains that locked his limbs, and said helplessly.

"I'm waiting for your answer. ”

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang leisurely, calm as a mountain.

Dongfang leisurely stared at the chains and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Ye Changtian said indifferently: "It's still the same sentence, I'm waiting for your answer." As for whether I can do it or not, that's my business, not you. ”

Dongfang laughed leisurely and said, "In this case, you help me get out of trouble, and I will help you kill three people, how about it?"

The corners of Ye Changtian's mouth hooked a smile, and said, "Wouldn't killing someone be a kind of torture for you? After all, you are a Holy Lord, a saint with compassion. ”

Dongfang looked at Ye Changtian leisurely and said softly: "If the world is dark, then killing people is a kind of cultivation. ”

Ye Changtian nodded, watched Dongfang leisurely take out the Xuanyuan Sword, the sword turned, and layers of black light covered the golden light, and with a wave of his hand, a dinging sound sounded, and the chain was suddenly broken!

Put away the sword and do it in one go.

Dongfang suddenly got out of trouble, his figure shook, and he almost fell, and after stabilizing his figure, he looked at Ye Changtian in shock and shouted, "Artifact Xuanyuan?"

Ye Changtian said indifferently: "There are not many black and traceless chains in Hansen, and the rest is the nails on your body." ”

"Ye Changtian, don't rely on artifacts!"

Dongfang said leisurely and solemnly.

"If you don't rely on the artifact, can you get out of trouble?" I know what you want to say, if you rely on the artifact too much, you will become a vassal of the artifact in the end, and finally turn into spring mud together, and become the vitality of the Xuanling for thousands of years. ”

Ye Changtian checked the golden nail on Dongfang Youran's body, it was obvious that this was the lock immortal nail that was widely circulated in the fairy realm!

"How do you know?"

Dongfang Youran was even more surprised.

"The artifact has a spirit, what you said is not good? Don't move, this kind of nail is a bit complicated, there are different sequences, once you get it wrong, you will be useless. ”

Ye Changtian's fingers touched a golden nail that stayed on Dongfang You's back.

Dongfang leisurely calmed down the agitated aura and asked, "Ye Changtian, are you from the Immortal Realm?"

"No, but I'll go to the Fairy Land. ”

Ye Changtian slapped the golden nail suddenly, and the golden nail pierced half an inch again, and then flew out upside down, with a red blood. Ye Changtian moved his hands, slapped the two golden nails behind him into a trace, turned to Dongfang Youran, and slapped the two golden nails on his shoulders directly, flying out directly in the way of piercing.

Although there are only twelve golden nails, Ye Changtian did not relax at all, but highly concentrated, the golden nails either enter the flesh for a few minutes, or penetrate the flesh and come out, or enter the flesh but do not come out, or come out without more than blood, in the technique, it is even more complicated.

When the last golden nail flew out, Ye Changtian floated back, revealing some fine beads of sweat on his forehead. It seems simple, but it consumes the power of chaos and the power of the soul.

Dongfang clenched his fists leisurely, and the monstrous momentum slowly condensed!

The surrounding peaks trembled!

To be exact, the whole space here trembled.

This is the power of the Daido Tribulation Monk!

"Haha, I'm finally out of trouble!Ye Changtian, give me the artifact!"

Dongfang looked at Ye Changtian coldly.

Ye Changtian stared at Dongfang leisurely, his right hand sank, Xuanyuan Sword handed, and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want an artifact?"