The smoky Qiyang City looks like a fog on the Guanzhu Peak outside the city, which makes people unable to see clearly or guess, and they want to find out, but they are afraid of getting lost.

A trace of reversal wind blew from the side, and under the night moon on the top of the mountain, a woman in red waved her water sleeves, brushed away a tear from the corner of her eyes, and turned to face the reversal of the wind, but her face was solemn and majestic, and there was no sadness.

"Boyi Jiaoze was born by the common people, thousands of years, and unified the Middle Continent. The Holy Sect Master Wen Cheng is a martial artist, admired by everyone, and the world returns to his heart. "In the midst of the reversal of the wind stood a young woman, with her right hand on her left breast, bowing and saluting.

The woman in red raised her left hand lightly, and without saying a word, she heard the young woman say respectfully: "Qiqi Holy Sect Master, there is already a fire in Qiyang City, and the left protector is ...... The soul has returned to Jinyang. ”

"Good. The woman in red had an old voice, and her subordinates were shocked when they heard it, and they couldn't help but look up at her, their eyes full of doubts, and they were about to see the face behind the veil, but they were glared at by her eyes, and they were frightened back two steps, buried their heads deeply, and did not dare to look up again.

Women love beauty, and beauty is even greater. hated the ravages of the years into the bone marrow, it was difficult to accept the easy aging, and the evaluation of others was even more concerned and vigilant.

Afraid that her white hair would be discovered, the woman in red subconsciously tightened the hood on her head, her body was slightly sideways, and she said in a cold voice: "Although the poison of Jili Dan can be lifted by the blood of the left protector, it still needs a rain to suppress the smell of the medicine after his self-explosion, and then the sect members can be stationed in Qiyang City." Go ahead and do it!"

"Xiyue obeyed. The young woman who received the order didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and hurried to Qiyang City, which was covered in mist at the bottom of the mountain.

At this point, Qiyang City has truly become an isolated city. There are no people, no monsters, only a lost and depressed Hidden Blade.

The city was quiet, and the silence made Yin Feng's heart palpitate inexplicably.

If it were somewhere else, it would be fine to be so still, but just be more vigilant. It's just that here, but Qiyang City, is where his life's duty lies. It's quiet here, and he doesn't fit in.

After wandering around the lonely city, he finally returned to the place where Shi Jialan blew himself up. After all, it was still very lively just now, and the huge heat wave and terrible screams generated by the explosion are evocative, and it also makes people forget the silence here.

Especially here, there is still an inexhaustible medicinal fragrance, which is Shi Jialan's body, which can make Yin Feng mourn seriously.

There is a big wine jar under his head, holding a small wine jar in his arms, Yin Feng laughs while drinking, his cheeks are crimson when he laughs, his eyes are drunk when he laughs, his hands are dancing with laughter, and he stabs his sword into the sky with laughter......

The one who gave birth to me, the sky of the underworld, the one who nurtured me, the vast earth.

My travel, the misty universe, I don't know what I am born about, I don't know where I am going, I don't know where I am going, and I am floating like a ghost.

I sing, I cry when I sing a long song, I dance, I dance like a cry when I am drunk.

The long howl is in the sky, the sorrow is in the sky, and the weeping is on the ground, and the tears are like pouring down. The wandering wreckage is obtained from innocence.

The breath of the royal [***], crisscrossing the sky, driving thunder and lightning, whistling wind and clouds, tonight and night, Du Kang in his dream.

What joy is life, what is the pain of death, thousands of years, the white horse has passed through the gap.

The Heavenly Sect is born crazy, drunk and tired of reading the moon chapter, crazy and crazy, drinking alone and having fun.

My worries, only think of your ears, think of you can't see, separated by heaven and earth. Heaven and earth can be hoped for, and there will never be a time to meet.

The sword light pierced the dark night like thunder and lightning, leaving a faint light and shadow, scattered in the vast sky, as if the sadness moved the heavens, and the smoke and drizzle drizzled on the sword, emitting a crisp musical sound, stirring the heartstrings of Yin Feng.

Stretched out his hand to brush away the rain on the sword's body, lightly twisted the water traces on his fingertips, and a little dust floated on the fingertips, there was an indescribable coldness, which instantly penetrated into the phalanges, making Yin Feng shiver and get drunk.

"Since you're here, let's show up!" Yin Feng's voice was cold and his eyes were empty.

"Using the world's sharpest weapon, Yi Yuejian, to write poems, it is really magnificent. Poetry is good poetry, and swords are good swords. It's just a sharp exposure to the light, not your style. A young woman in a black night dress flew down from the canopy of a tree in the distance, Tingting stood in front of Yin Feng, her face was like white jade, her eyes were like dew, it was Xiyue sent by Nangong Ziying.

"It's not my style, it's my rules. ”

"Rules?"

"Just as it is your rule that you choose where to pray for rain, it is my rule that I choose how to use my sword. Yin Feng raised his sword, pointed obliquely at the young woman opposite, the blade of the sword was horizontal, illuminating the woman's face, and in a trance, he felt that this woman's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his beloved, his heart softened, he took the sword, and snorted coldly, "Since you know who I am, you shouldn't appear in front of me." This place is dangerous, get out of here. ”

"That's why I'm here. Xi Yueqiao's face raised slightly, and she smiled, "Jili Dan is domineering and stubborn, and my Holy Sect Left Protector uses the blood mist of self-explosion to relieve the poison of this city, but it may not be able to eliminate the remnants of this erysipelas, so I have to pray for a drizzle to completely clean Qiyang City before opening the city to welcome my sect members into the city." ”

"The followers of the Boitan religion are indeed bold and reckless, and since they know my identity, they dare to confess your deeds in front of me. Yin Feng clenched the sword in his hand again, and the blade hummed, as if he was also angry.

"I have heard that the protector gods of Bai Haoguo are Ban Yuan and Yin Feng are inherited from generation to generation by reincarnated spirit children, who are naturally good and brave, loyal to the monarch and love the people, no one in the world can compare, and never kill innocents. I'm here to remove the legacy of erysipelas in Qiyang City, since what I'm doing is a good deed, you naturally have no reason to kill me, so why should I be so bold?" Xiyue smiled, like a white lotus in an ink pool, blooming under the moon, beautiful and clean.

Yin Feng smiled, laughing happily, but sadness came from it.

"Your so-called good deeds are to destroy the corpses and destroy the traces after killing people, so as not to pollute the environment? The Boyi Sect exterminated my Bai Hao country and killed my Bai Hao people, and now you ask for a rain to cleanse and clean up the bad luck of the war, and then let your followers stay comfortably, this is called a good deed? You Boi Sect followers are indeed not bold, but shameless. ”

"It doesn't matter what you say, I don't matter, how the Boi Sect has its own judgment in the world. Now that my mission has been accomplished, even if I die by your sword, I have no regrets. ”

Xiyue held her head high, her hands slightly raised, as if she was feeling the last honor given to her by the rain, and her face was heroic.

Yin Feng laughed again, the evil of the laughter, the weirdness of the laughter.

"Since there are no complaints and no regrets, then I will leave you under the sword. ”

After speaking, Yin Feng stopped the woman's waist, only to hear a coquettish cry, and the two disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

When you open your eyes, the sky is full of stars hanging like jewels in the night sky, shining brightly. It was cold underneath, but it was smooth and flat, like ice cubes and jade. Xiyue wanted to get up and see the place clearly, only to find that her hands and feet were firmly locked to death by fine iron, and it was difficult to move.

Xiyue panicked and exclaimed, "Where is this?!What are you going to do?!"

"Aren't you afraid of death? What are you panicking about?" Yin Feng snorted lightly, "This is the altar of Bai Haoguo. ”

"Altar?!" Nozomi was messy. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of being sacrificed by blood. More afraid of being sacrificed by the blood. However, a person or thing that is sacrificed by blood will be liberated from the soul if the body is not present or not, and the soul will be reincarnated for the rest of his life, regardless of whether the body is present or not, and no matter how many rounds the soul has been reincarnated.

"I'm just a little person of the Boyi Sect, and your blood sacrifice to me won't have any great effect on you! The Bai Hao Kingdom has perished, and if you kill the Boyi Sect, the dead king and his subjects will not come back to life! You have to be calm! You are a good person, don't do stupid things! Don't do bad things! Otherwise, the soul will not be redeemed by Jinyang! Even if the sea of anger is churning in your heart, as long as your heart can be calmed and all the waves generated in your heart are converted to the golden sun, your soul will definitely be blessed by the golden sun, so as to warm and joy!"

Yin Feng laughed again, laughing helplessly, and the roots of his teeth itching.

"Aren't you preaching to me? Isn't it late? As you said, the White Hao Kingdom has been destroyed, and all the subjects of the White Hao Kingdom have died. We, the Bai Hao Clan, the only nation with light energy on the Central Continent, have disappeared forever in this world! Can your Golden Sun redeem their souls?"

"As long as ...... In their hearts, they will be able to ...... The golden sun shines. ”

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that a person who can pray for rain with the Heavenly Language Technique always says that he can get the golden sun to shine?"

“......”

"The Bai Hao clan already lives in the closest place to the sun on the Central Continent, and they are the most sun-worshipping people on the Central Continent, do you think your Golden Yang will have a few more rays of light than the sun in this Qiyang City? I'm afraid that it is precisely because you can't that you must grab Qiyang City to be your holy city, right?"

“......”

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in sacrificing blood to you yet, but you have to be obedient and do something for me, otherwise, I will do something to you. ”

“！”

"Bai Haoguo has always had two great protectors, one old and one young, the old one is Ban Yuan, and the few are Yin Feng. Ban Yuan is Yin Feng's teacher, once Ban Yuan dies, Yin Feng will become the new Ban Yuan, and then go to find the reincarnated spirit child of the old Ban Yuan to be cultivated as the new Yin Feng, and so on, so as to ensure that there is no shortage of loyal and brave gods and generals who protect the country in the past dynasties of Bai Haoguo. This is the inheritance and inheritance system of the protector of the country of Bai Hao. ”

"To be able to create this kind of system, we naturally have a way to keep the soul immortal and reborn. We can reincarnate ourselves, but we don't have to fall into samsara. It's just that although we can be born again**, we can't go back to the past. So, I need you to use your celestial language to help me open the door to the past time and space, so that my ** can be reborn before the four great powers of Middle-earth have not yet perished. ”

"You...... You want...... Change history?!"

"Yes!"

“......”

Nozoki's body began to tremble involuntarily, and the locked limbs kept rubbing against the iron cables, and all of them wore out the flesh and blood.

His idea is terrible, if he succeeds, he will change history, and if history is rewritten, then the existing space will definitely disappear, and then he and all the people in this space will cease to exist! What kind of end of the world will it be?

"No matter how history changes, such a unique nation as the Bai Hao tribe should not perish! I want the Bai Hao tribe to live forever in the world!"

“......”

"No matter how history changes, I want the people I love to live, my teacher Ban Yuan, my Kadar Shijialan, and her. ”

“......”

"If there is no Boyi Sect in this world, my teacher Ban Yuan will be alive, and even if he dies, his reincarnated spirit child will not be killed by your Boyi Sect. ”

“......”

"If there were no Boyi Sect in this world, my Kadar Shijialan would not have refined Jili Dan, the White Hao Clan would not have been completely wiped out, and he would not have blown himself up and died, not even the corpse capital. ”

“......”

"If there were no Boi in this world, she might not be my enemy...... If I hadn't been a hidden front, maybe we would have lived happily and the world wouldn't have changed. ”

Regarding the relationship between the sect leader and Yin Feng, although the sect is silent, there have long been rumors among the people, and Xiyue has also heard about it, and now when I hear Yin Feng say this, although the name of the sect leader is not mentioned, it is undoubted.

Since Ban Yuan and the previous sect leader Yang Shen died together, in the middle of the world, the only one who can compete with the current sect leader Nangong Ziying is the hidden feng in front of him. But these two were a pair of lovers in their early years, but now they are their own masters, and they have to fight each other, killing each other in life and death.

Xiyue was quiet, no longer struggling, no longer trembling, but sad.

"War always requires the sacrifice of countless people to bring peace to peace. Now that Middle-earth is unified, the war is over, and the era of peace that all living beings are looking forward to is approaching, why should you go against the sky for your own selfish interests?"

"The world is divided or united, what does it have to do with me? It must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time, it is the fortune, and this fortune should not be borne by my life!"

"Even if it's not you, it's someone else, why do you bother to go against the sky? Besides, you are Yinfeng, if you are not satisfied with the suffering of your life, you can reincarnate as a human and live again!"

"I am reincarnated, not reincarnated. Bai Haoguo is gone! After I am reincarnated, I have no father, no mother, no teacher, and no king, and I am an orphan baby in heaven and earth! Why am I alive?"

“......”

Xiyue was silent. For the bitterness of the hidden front. She could understand it, but as a devotion to Boitism, she couldn't.

"That'...... I...... How is that possible? I'll just pray for rain......"

"Celestial language is a talent, and if you can pray for rain, you will definitely be able to open the door of time and space. If you don't want to, you can't, as long as you want, I naturally have a way to let you open it. ”

The excuse was recognized, and Xiyue was silent again. Heavenly language is indeed an extremely rare talent, the acquired cultivation and more sophisticated, can pass through the spirit of all things, know the order of the four times, the small one prays for rain and wind, the big one reclaims the sea and builds mountains, and the extreme can indeed change the life against the sky. However, heaven and earth are eternal, and it is precisely because of this that people with such talents themselves have another innate prohibition, that is, every time the caster casts a spell, he has to destroy his soul. Small tricks are small damages, big tricks are big losses, and extreme spells are destroyed. Therefore, the acquirer of the Celestial Language Technique will never use the technique unless he is forced to do so.

It's just that the world only knows the magic of the Heavenly Language, but they don't know the prohibition behind the Heavenly Language.

"If you don't want to be a waster, use your celestial language to help me open the door of time and space. Otherwise, I will be able to give you your talent for heavenly language, and then I will be able to open the door of time and space, and you will become a waste. ”

"The people of the Bai Hao tribe are born with light energy, and they have always been fought for by refiners and alchemists to cross the energy, so as to reach the realm of the ground level and above the sixth grade, for which I don't know how many Bai Hao people died tragically. Therefore, the most hated thing by the people of the Bai Hao clan is Du Neng, I didn't expect that you, a god general, would actually think of using Du Neng, the most despicable means in the world, to deal with me!"

"To achieve the end, the means are unscrupulous. In order to get Qiyang City as a holy city, you Boyi Sect first used a trick to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, and transferred me out of Qiyang City to Guanzhu Peak to fight for life and death with your sect leader. Then he used a trick to kill people with a knife, and asked King Zan to use Jili Dan to turn his subjects into monsters, which led to the collapse of Qiyang City! I'm afraid this move has been planned for a long time, as early as when Ban Yuan was alive, I started to plan, and at that time it was I who personally brought your left protector to Qiyang City, wasn't it?"

“......”

"Your Yang God of the Boyi Sect is really clever, even if you die, you can count what happens after death. It's a pity that he didn't calculate that the thousand-year-old sacrifice of my Bai Haoguo has turned the tide of the world, otherwise he would never send a person like you who knows how to speak to Qiyang City to pray for rain. ”

"The former Holy Sect Master Yang Shen has indeed made every calculation, and everything after his death has been engraved on the Holy Monument, telling the Sect to spare no effort to carry it out. The whole sect has done their best, their liver and brain are smeared on the ground, and they have died. I'm no exception. ”

"Since this is the case, then I will cross your energy, and when I return to the era of the Four Kingdoms, I will definitely kill the Yang God, so that your Boyi Sect will never exist!"

“！”

"Don't try to delay time by all means, I have already cast a formation on this altar, even if you Boyi sect members enter Qiyang City, you will never find where this altar is!"

"Help you, I will become a traitor to my sect, and I will become a sinner in history! I will never obey! If you want to cross my ability, then you can cross it! Whether or not you can succeed is all in the will of heaven, even if you succeed, if you want to master the language of heaven and open the door of time and space, it will not be possible to do it overnight! Although your formation is strong, my Holy Sect members are not mediocre hands, and they will definitely be able to find this place before you go back to the past!"

Yin Feng was silent, and the woman in front of him was resolute, leaving him at a loss. She was right, there was a high failure rate in Duneng, and the process of Duneng would lose energy, and even if he succeeded, he didn't know how to use the Celestial Language Technique obtained by Duneng.

A person who is not afraid of death is nothing to threaten. What's more, for Xiyue, whether she helps or doesn't help her, she will become a soulless living dead, so why should she help?

Difference in profession makes one feel worlds apart. In fact, the cultivation of the Heavenly Language Technique depends on the surname and chance. The more people who understand life and death, the more they can grasp the essence of the Heavenly Language. Transcendent and self-forgetful is the secret of the Heavenly Language. Now Yin Feng has not passed through any strong winds and waves, if he really can cross Xiyue, it is really not difficult to master the Heavenly Language Technique, but unfortunately he does not.

Although he hated, he was not ruthless enough. He was a good man who never wanted to kill innocents indiscriminately, let alone do the most despised lack of virtue by himself.

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