Crunch!

Ye Chuxiao pushed open the cell door, and Yingshu, who lived in the next room, sensed his arrival, and was hurriedly urging Xindan, frantically knocking on the door to ask for contact.

The recent changes in the situation, although Yingshu learned about some of them through various channels, she didn't know much, which made her feel very bad.

So she didn't want to stay longer in this rotten dungeon.

And the forces of the Origin Sect in Beijing, after being greatly damaged in the last twist and turn, the only one who has the ability to release her from the dungeon in a short period of time is Ye Chuxiao.

Even if Ye Chuxiao is nominally, he has lost control of the dungeon of the Criminal Department.

But it is precisely because of this that Ye Chuxiao's actions in the dungeon can be more presumptuous and bold.

Ye Chuxiao blocked Yingshu's call request, and mobilized more will to suppress all the abnormalities of Xindan.

It is necessary to communicate with Yingshu again, but not yet, and there is still a lack of heat.

To make Yingshu really feel that if she continues like this, she can only wait for her to die, then she will give in to the next negotiations and take the initiative to let Ye Chuxiao take more initiative.

To put it bluntly, Ye Chuxiao is just waiting for Yingshu to choose the opportunity to give it a go.

And people who have hole cards and other opportunities often don't choose to give it a go.

The dungeon where Tang Sudong was imprisoned was actually restored.

When Tang Sutong pushed Yan Po out of the dungeon with one palm, the cell where he was being held also collapsed.

However, this did not affect Ye Chuxiao to come to find clues.

Yan Po robbed the prison and Tang Sutong sacrificed to death, which is a successive relationship.

In other words, even if this cell is a product of restoration, it still carries Tang Sudong's last time.

Avoiding the spiritual investigation of the Hell Suppression Artifact, Ye Chuxiao's realm shrouded in this cell.

In the cell, every point and every trace was in Ye Chuxiao's eyes, which seemed detailed.

However, this is an ordinary prison cell.

Even if some of the stones in the cell seem to have some words on the inheritance of the exercises, it is still... Ordinary.

After all, the dungeon of the Criminal Department has imprisoned many important criminals, and some of them have also been prosperous.

For various reasons, it is normal for these guys to carve some tricks into the stone bricks of the dungeon of the Criminal Department.

However, it is not easy to identify whether these things are really left to future generations to inherit, or whether they are deliberately distorted and tampered with for the purpose of revenge against society.

Ye Chuxiao also remembered that in the past, the dungeon of the Criminal Department also had the business of opening boxes and selling stone bricks, which was a small fire in Shenjing City.

Later, most of the dungeon was replaced, and the business was deprived of the source of living water, so it stopped.

"Is it really like this willingly going to die?" Ye Chuxiao asked himself, if he was Tang Sudong, he would never choose like this.

The artistic conception monk is already standing on the ground of thousands of living beings.

Monks who have no fixed realm are often born by bringing together the luck of one realm, and there are even many worlds that do not always have indefinite stationing.

Such an existence completely abandons oneself in order to create an opportunity for others?

….

People who often stand in a low place are more willing to simply believe in a certain great feeling, while those who think they have climbed to a high place, because they have seen too many sneaky and behind-the-scenes transactions along the way, are unwilling to believe that there is some great emotion in the world.

Ye Chuxiao didn't know what kind of mood to be in to continue deducing.

Whether it is a dark psychology, but speculating on an ulterior motive in it.

Or continue to believe that this is a selfless dedication and sacrifice.

As an ordinary jailer, he had no suspicions.

And now, he is also an artistic conception overhaul, but he has long lost his original purity.

Gazing intently

With the golden clock that came through time.

After self-cultivation and refinement, Ye Chuxiao almost never used the function of time reversal anymore, but mostly used it as a prop for refining and using Dao rhyme.

In the golden clock, there is a lot of Taoist charm.

These breaths are just Dao Yun that has been used, and the remaining fragments are far less important than Dao Yun.

And in many of the breaths, there is obviously no Taoist rhyme left by Tang Sudong.

Even the breath left by Yan Po at the beginning had already been used up by Ye Chuxiao.

In the early days, Ye Chuxiao's knife skills were able to improve quickly, thanks to Yan Po's guidance.

"Since Dao Yun is better than breath, then why can't Dao Yun itself do what Dao Yun breath does?"

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Or is it ... Just a coincidence?

Tang Sutong happened to be looking at something else?

"It seems that you and I are very fateful, little friend... If you don't mind, sit down and talk to me, an old man?" Tang Sutong waved his hand, and tables, chairs, and tea appeared out of thin air in the originally empty cell.

Ye Chuxiao restrained his emotions, sat down according to his words, and tried to touch the teacup, but found that the touch was real... He took the teacup in his hand.

It's like two different points in time, because of some kind of accident, quietly and silently connecting at this time.

"Is this something that can be done without certainty?"

"This... Why is it so mysterious?" Ye Chuxiao's heart was full of questions.

He himself is already the pinnacle of artistic conception, and the artistic conception and the uncertain realm are theoretically only separated by one layer.

For the artistic conception monk, shaking the mountains and rivers and moving the mountains and reclaiming the sea are very reluctant things, but the indefinite monk has reached the point of playing with time?

That's an exaggeration!

Doesn't it mean that you directly enter the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal from the Tribulation Period?

Who determines the division of the realm, and calls it only one layer apart?

Ye Chuxiao had too many doubts and incomprehensions, but when it came to his mouth, he didn't know where to start.

In fact, Tang Sutong surprised him too much.

"You are, how did you see me?" Ye Chuxiao sorted out his emotions and asked after pouring the tea in the cup into his mouth.

The tea is warm and fragrant, although it is ordinary tea, it is refreshing, which makes Ye Chuxiao gradually calm down.

No matter what kind of secrets there are.

As long as Tang Sutong is willing to solve his doubts, then he can peel back the cocoon and expand his doubts.

"It's just a choice, it's not as hard as you think." Tang Sutong said softly, and at the same time sat opposite Ye Chuxiao, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

It seemed that Ye Chuxiao was not very convinced, Tang Sutong added intimately: "The me you see is not the real me at that time, the sacrificial Tao is a... A very resolute self-destruction, whether it is the past or the future, is offered together, and only so... to intercept the one that has escaped."

….

"You and I are both passers-by in this plane, and if you hadn't stirred up the waves of time, I wouldn't have come into being."

"Thanks to you, I was able to take a break from the table and catch my breath."

After that, Tang Sutong also winked at Ye Chuxiao, drank tea the same, and showed a nostalgic look.

Tang Sutong's explanation was not complete, there were places to cover up, Ye Chuxiao understood that there were parts related to the specific concepts and specific abilities of the amorphous realm, and Tang Sutong did not tell him in order to avoid 'leaking secrets, which would affect his future.

Although the explanation was not complete, Ye Chuxiao barely understood.

Tang Sudong's sacrifice was not directly at the cost of simple death or soul dissipation.

Instead, it is a kind of gambling with the sky on the existence of the past, present, and future itself.

Ye Chuxiao consumed Dao rhyme, and the time and space retrospective was to drag Tang Sutong directly off the gambling table first.

Therefore, the Tang Sutong that Ye Chuxiao saw was actually not Tang Sutong before the sacrifice, but Tang Sutong after the sacrifice?

"Therefore, the reason why the Immortal Realm Cultivators sacrificed the Dao with death, and the reason why they maintained the integrity of the Dao for a long or short period of time was because there was a difference in the number of chips they had?"

"Or is it because of some off-the-field reasons? Leads to a difference in the outcome of the bet?"

Ye Chuxiao thought for a moment and asked, "You... Does it still exist?"

Tang Sutong shook his head: "As far as this moment is concerned, I exist, as far as the time and space where you are really located, I only have one thought, but the length of life, whether it exists or not, for me, is not a simple physical survival, as long as the fire I sprinkled is still burning, and the concept I adhere to is still being carried out, then spiritually, I have survived forever."

"I've already said that uncertainty is a choice."

"And the choices are varied!"

"The immortality of the individual and the immortality of the spirit are the result."

Ye Chuxiao pondered intently, but did not continue to delve into this topic.

"What about Xiao Chi?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

He wanted to know whether Tang Sutong knew or didn't know about Xiao Chi.

If so, did he leave some arrangements behind?

Tang Sutong's fingers tapped on the tabletop, as if he was considering and weighing.

He hesitated for a long time, and even the tea in Ye Chuxiao's cup was already cold, and then he said slowly, "I know!"

One sentence I know, which made many doubts hovering in Ye Chuxiao's heart even more chaotic.

Ye Chuxiao could judge that Tang Sutong's 'I know', refers not to him after the sacrifice, but before the sacrifice.

Tang Sutong and Xiao Chi, these two uncertain existences, are not without real faces.

It's about knowing each other's existence.

In that case, why is Tang Sutong still willing?

"Wait! Tang Sudong's hesitation..."

"I thought wrong, combined with what Tang Sutong said before, from a certain point of view... Why wouldn't he want to?"

"If Tang Sutong and Xiao Chi are like-minded, then why is he unwilling?"

"After all, Tang Sutong can only fight for twenty or thirty years, so what about twenty or thirty years later?"

"If the world is refined by Xiao Chi in a complete form, does this complete state mean that it can continue indefinitely?"

Ye Chuxiao keenly grasped the key.

This is also a trip to the palace, simulating the harvest of 'Xiao Chi's personality.

If it was before, Ye Chuxiao instinctively substituted Xiao Chi into Jin Buji's personality, he would not be able to understand this kind of thing.

Because Jin Buzhi does not have such a personality charm, he is worthy of an existence like Tang Sutong to pave the way for him.

"I don't want to say... But he did."

"Why did Tang Sutong change his mind?"

"Because of Xiao Chi, he hesitated?"

"Because the real Xiao Chi may not be as good as Tang Sutong expected?" Ye Chuxiao had a question in his heart.

If there is a problem, Ye Chuxiao will raise it.

So he asked directly, "Why did you change your mind?"

Tang Sutong rubbed his eyebrows and reluctantly said, "Young man, you're really keen!"

"I'm hesitating because... Uncertainty."

"I trust him, but that doesn't mean I can trust him all, and I know better that he was a part of what was deliberately released for me."

"I'm not sure if my choice will lead the world to a worse end."

"So luckily... I also met you, and I had a chance to make amends."

Tang Sutong looked at Ye Chuxiao with a smile, waiting for Ye Chuxiao's answer.

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