Chapter 37 Search

readx;“ If the forgetfulness in this batch of words really represents that exercise, things will be in trouble. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info," Xiaomeng said slowly.

"Xiaomeng, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly, if you don't say it, I feel even more uncomfortable. ”

Di Qingfeng said with a frown when he saw that Xiao Meng wanted to speak and stopped.

When he saw that image, he had a very bad premonition.

"In ancient times, there was a sect called Forgetful Dao. Xiaomeng said faintly, her voice a little low.

"All the disciples in their door have to practice a trick, the name of this recipe is "Forgetting Love", if you want to practice this method, you must first enter the world, find a partner you love the most, and when you go through an unforgettable love, you can return to the door, and from then on, you will start to practice forgetting your feelings, cutting off the love thread, and embarking on the Forgetful Path.

It's very simple to say, but it is this kind of exercise, although when cultivated, it does not cause too many sins, but it is called the magic skill of the demon skill. And all the sects in the world think so.

Because, the word love is extremely difficult to cut. Even demons are sentient.

In the process of forgetting one's feelings, the deeper the love, the stronger the power of one's forgetfulness, and the faster the cultivation speed. But once you embark on the road of forgetfulness, it is difficult to turn back, and once you feel feelings again in your heart, you will be violently attacked by magic skills.

People, who can be ruthless, many disciples of the Taoist Dao are dead under the backlash of the devil's skills, and those who can really forget their feelings, once they enter the rivers and lakes, will be the biggest devil in the eyes of the world, and they will be surrounded and suppressed by the people of the world. created boundless killing, and in the end, it was suppressed by the masters of various factions. In the end, this vein is thin and nowhere to be found.

If the person you're looking for has practiced this kind of exercise, then ......"

"Bailing!"

Emperor Qingfeng muttered, a trace of tears in his eyes.

He knew that Bai Ling's original cultivation was a pure water system exercise, and it would definitely not be the secret of forgetting love in Xiao Meng's mouth, but the breath on Bai Ling's body in the mirror had turned into a completely unfamiliar aura, which made people feel cold and demonic.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. Emperor Qingfeng thought that the reason why Bailing became like this was caused by his own willfulness at the beginning, his face was full of remorse, and he blamed himself bitterly.

"Is there a way to restrain this kind of exercise?" Di Qingfeng raised his head, looked at Xiao Meng, and asked with hope in his eyes.

"So far, I've never heard of it. Xiaomeng shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Emperor Qingfeng took a deep breath and fell silent.

After about a dozen breaths, the oppressive atmosphere in the field slowly dissipated.

"No matter what, in this life, I must find a way to save Bailing. With a glint of hope in his eyes, Di Qingfeng said with a firm face.

"Young Master, I believe in you, you who have obtained the inheritance of the evil ancestor, everything can no longer be speculated by common sense, but, until a solution is found, I hope that you had better not recognize her. Xiaomeng also encouraged.

"Well, I know. Emperor Qingfeng looked at the boundless sea in front of him and said in a low voice.

After speaking, Di Qingfeng raised his head and let out a long breath. Picked up again.

A gust of wind blew, and with moisture, Emperor Qingfeng's black robe was slightly rolled up, and Emperor Qingfeng looked at the beautiful and thrilling surroundings again, and with a very heavy heart, he turned around and left the Eternal Blue Heaven Realm.

Next, he had to learn about Bailing's recent situation, and Emperor Qingfeng embarked on his "journey".

However, the Great Domain of the Western Abyss is so vast that it is too difficult to find someone.

Bai Ling originally told Emperor Qingfeng that his family lived in Yunyin Mountain, which was thousands of miles away.

Emperor Qingfeng slept in the open air, thinking of that figure in his heart, measuring the mountains and rivers of the Xiyuan Great Domain alone, looking for every mountain range that was widely dispersed, and inquiring about information that might be related to Bailing.

This search is half a year, in the past half a year, Emperor Qingfeng walked tens of thousands of miles on foot, asking everywhere for news with that fairy-like woman, but after all, he did not find the Yunyin Mountain that Bailing said.

In fact, it is no wonder that the large array around Yunyin Mountain is extremely clever, and from a distance, you can't see the existence of Yunyin Mountain at all.

But in the end, Kung Fu was not too disappointing to him, and he overheard some useful news, which in his opinion might be related to Bailing, because this news was related to a faction, and both he and Bailing had an unforgettable emotion for this faction - hatred.

On this day, Emperor Qingfeng came to a small city called "Jinshi City" with a body full of wind and dust, and the city gate was bustling with pedestrians.

An unpretentious and busy scene.

This is a mortal city, after the black cloak of Emperor Qingfeng entered the city, he came to a small stall at the gate of the city, pretending to buy something, bargaining with the street vendors, but his mind was not on what he was bargaining.

In fact, the main reason why Emperor Qingfeng came here was that he had heard a news related to the Fire Refining God Sect, the Fire Refining God Sect had been attacked by a mysterious person recently, and several teams had already been attacked by several teams that had gone out to carry out tasks, but they didn't even see the shadow of the other party. The other party came and went like the wind, and after killing people, they stayed for a long time, and the people who were attacked were also left with no bones left, turning into a puddle of water.

After hearing this news, Emperor Qingfeng's heart moved, instinctively, he felt that this matter was very likely to be related to Bai Ling.

After inquiring about the specific route of the Fire Refining God Sect, Emperor Qingfeng came directly to this inconspicuous small city, which was the only way for them to pass.

It wasn't until Emperor Qingfeng and the hawker were talking dryly, and the hawker's face was already obviously impatient, that he saw a group of people walking in at the gate of the city, for the mortals in Jinshi City, this group of people were covered in blue clothes, embroidered with golden flames, so not majestic, the people on the road consciously gave way to a wide road.

It wasn't until after the group of people passed that Di Qingfeng paid the money and hurriedly followed behind pretending to be a passer-by.

After a while, the people of the Fire God Sect came to a restaurant called "Yanguilou", and the group walked into a private room on the second floor, leaving two people to guard the door.

The lobby of the restaurant is fresh and elegant, and the decoration is exquisite. The spotlessly clean tables and chairs are placed casually, giving people a sense of unrestrainedness.

Came to the hall on the first floor of the restaurant, Di Qingfeng seemed to find a table at random, and when the guy who delivered the food brought the wine and food to the private room, Di Qingfeng shouted, "Man, bring me two dishes, a pot of wine." ”

When the guy turned around and was about to answer Di Qingfeng, he saw two pitch-black eyes, a pair of eyes that could frighten the soul, and then a trace of confusion flashed in the guy's eyes.

"Okay, please wait a minute. After a moment, the guy quickly replied.

Then he went upstairs with the food and drinks.

As everyone knows, in this short moment, he has become the eyes and ears of Emperor Qingfeng. The ancient supernatural power "Soul Dementor", a small spell in the spirit summoning technique. It can only be used on people whose soul power is much lower than their own, but it can be quite practical on certain occasions, such as now.

Everything seemed to have not changed, the guests of the restaurant next to him came and went, and Di Qingfeng slowly knocked on the table, waiting for the arrival of the wine and food he wanted.

When the guy came down, Di Qingfeng came to a place near the back kitchen, looked at the guy in the shop, and asked, "What did the people in the room say?"

"They seemed to be discussing who they were going to arrest this time. The guy replied honestly

"It is said that there is a master who will come soon. ”

Emperor Qingfeng's mind turned slightly, and it was clear in an instant, and he immediately thought that the Fire Refining God Sect must be organizing an ambush for Bailing.

"I must not let them succeed, I must follow them. Emperor Qingfeng thought silently.

"Okay, I see, you can go about your business. Emperor Qingfeng said

The confusion in the buddy gradually dissipated, he didn't know that his mind had been controlled, Di Qingfeng had used the soul technique to change his memory, and in his impression, he just sent a meal to the distinguished guests in the box.

Gradually, it was dusk, and it was getting dark. The talents of the Fire Refining God Sect in the private room on the second floor came out one after another, and they quickly walked out of the restaurant and walked into the distance. It should be said here that they didn't check out. This is the rule between monks and mortals - it is okay not to give money, they keep it firmly in mind and follow it.

Emperor Qingfeng hurriedly checked out to keep up, not all monks were so bastard. Life as a mortal is already not easy.

Emperor Qingfeng quickly followed the people of the Fire Refining God Sect out of Jinshi City, far behind.

And after them, a group of middle-aged people dressed as ordinary secular warriors came, and they walked very casually in this great wilderness. Unhurriedly followed behind the group of people from the Fire God Sect. They also noticed Di Qingfeng who seemed to be on the way alone, but they thought that this person was not their target, his cultivation was too low, and he had just arrived at the Condensing Realm, if there was a move, they would be able to deal with it completely.

Therefore, these three parties strangely walked in the vast wilderness without disturbing each other.

When night falls, the stars are like sand, and the moon is like a hook.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the face is cold.

The group of the Fire God Cult set up a fire, propped up their tents, and prepared to rest.

At this moment, a ghostly shadow floated in the sky in the distance, wearing a long blue dress, with a veil covering her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her figure, she was definitely a peerless beauty. She stopped in mid-air, looking down at the people of the Fire God Sect in the field, and a cold and demonic aura emanated from her body.

"Yo, little lady, how tired you are from traveling late at night. Come down and be happy with my brother. The bold Fire God Sect man teased.

But the others are like great enemies, they know what they are doing this time, and this woman is likely to be the right master. A group of people remained on alert, ready to signal at any moment.

Di Qingfeng looked at the ethereal figure from a distance, looked at that cold face, the scenes of the past came to his heart, two lines of tears crossed his face, and he heard the feeling of heartbreak. The mouth whispered "Forget the way, forget the way...... ”

At this moment, Di Qingfeng finally saw his lover who had been lovesick for twenty years, and Di Qingfeng saw her figure, but he couldn't stand in front of her.

"Bailing, I will definitely find a way to save you. Emperor Qingfeng clenched his fists and looked at the blue ghostly figure in the distance.

The cold moon was like a hook, the flames on the fire in the field were swaying and swaying, and the four fields suddenly rose with a solemn aura.