On the hill of immortality, a flame of light was ignited.

Luo Changsheng squatted down, clasped his knees with his hands, and looked at the burning fire in front of him with interest.

"What are you burning here?"

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the dead grass blades on the open space of the Taoist temple, swirling, undulating.

Slowly flames appeared in Ning Yi's palm, these flames were condensed from the starlight, and after Ning Yi released his palm, the flames hung in the air, swaying in the wind.

Ning Yi took out his cage from the room and carried the bottom of the cage with both hands.

Luo Changsheng was a little surprised in his eyes.

"You're going to burn this cage...... Why?"

The black-robed young man who came out of the room with a bookcase had a complicated look in his eyes and said softly, "Because the person carrying the cage is dead." ”

In Lanruo Temple, Fu Qingfeng turned into a breeze.

Perhaps, the "Ning Chen" who was carrying the bookcase should not have appeared at all.

The Taoist temple is in the open space, and the cage is on fire.

Ning Yi squatted down beside Luo Changsheng, and then took out the dough from his waist bag, under the light of the flames, "Ning Chen"'s gentle face gradually melted, he shook his head, and without hesitation, threw it into the fire.

The immortal narrowed his eyes.

"Golden Seal and Jade Letter" and many ancient books were burned.

There are also unknown calligraphy and paintings, playthings, letters...... He had glanced at these things, and although he hadn't watched the contents, he could probably know that they were left by a woman.

After a few sentences, Ning Yi told the story of what happened in Lanruo Temple, as well as the cause and effect of the mass grave.

Luo Changsheng, who had been meditating in Bulao Mountain, immediately understood.

Senior Brother of the Immortal Residence was silent for a moment, as if he was reminiscing about this story.

After a moment, he whispered, "The ending of this story seems to be a little sad. ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Yes, but it's all my fault." Burning the cage is the cause and effect of this matter. In the future, I may have other identities and other appearances, but I will never pretend to be a scholar named 'Ning Chen', nor will I be like Lanruo Temple...... To hurt innocent people. ”

"No...... That's not true. ”

Unexpectedly, Luo Changsheng shook his head, he stood up, waved his robe, and the powder in the cage in the Taoist temple flew away, and finally converged in the distance like a small river, flying down the mountain.

"It's not your fault that you gave hope to that girl named Fu Qingfeng. He looked at Ning Yi meaningfully and said, "Life and death are impermanent, for you, death is a bad thing, but for her, it is not so...... The cage is cremated to ashes, and it will take root when it lands, and the cause and effect are still continuing. ”

Ning Yi was in a trance.

The ashes of the cage burned fell into the decadent Lanruo Ancient Temple, which was crawling with vines.

Flowers bloom and fall, cause and effect reincarnation.

Ning Yi turned around, he stood on the Immortal Mountain, and asked softly, "Is this the 'Dao'?"

The immortal shook his head and said in a serious tone: "This is the truth. ”

"This mountain is given to you, and it is a gift from Qiangshan some time ago. He stood beside Ning Yi, his sideburns blown away by the wind, "The entire Eastern Daze knows whose realm the Immortal Mountain is. The characters of the Three Holy Mountains will not come to bother you. ”

Ning Yi turned his head sideways and looked at Luo Changsheng.

"Don't look at me like that. Luo Changsheng smiled and said, "Wang Yi is an ignorant child, I will educate him well after I go back, don't take the matter of Changling to heart." ”

Ning Yi also smiled, "Naturally not." ”

"I have one thing, I've always been curious......" Ning Yi paused and hesitated: "Li Baitao with you?"

Song Yiren was in Tiandu at the beginning, and he had something to mean to himself.

Li Baitao, the princess of the Great Sui, likes a certain little white face......

I couldn't have imagined that this little white face turned out to be Luo Changsheng, the senior brother of the Immortal Residence.

Speaking of this, Luo Changsheng had a headache, rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, and said helplessly: "This is a long story, if we have the opportunity to meet next time, we can find a place to have two drinks, and then slowly tell this story clearly." ”

For this story...... Ning Yi had already guessed a rough idea in his heart.

He only asked.

"Is there only the Great Dao in your heart?"

Luo Changsheng fell silent.

But it's not a hard question.

A moment later.

He nodded lightly and said, "At present, I can't let go of anything else." ”

......

......

Luo Changsheng left Bulao Mountain.

As a result, Ning Yi became the new owner of this Taoist temple...... This mountain is actually a very generous gift, the aura on the mountain is very abundant, and the meat shoots are delicious.

Most importantly.

It's really clean.

Ning Yi didn't need to show his face, the cultivators who passed by here, the characters of the Three Holy Mountains, especially the disciples of Qiang Mountain, would come here to bow down the mountain, and would never disturb the meditation.

Ning Yi is currently in need of a mountain like "Bulao Mountain", first, to recuperate from his injuries, and secondly, to ponder the secrets of the "Mountain Scroll".

Little by little, the spirit is soaking into the mountain scroll.

In the quiet room, a bamboo slip was suspended in front of Ning Yi.

After the mountain character scroll was in his hand, Ning Yi was soaked in his soul, which could be regarded as a kind of enlightenment.

"Mountain" means cohesion, convergence.

Ning Yi used the mountain character scroll, and his own cultivation would greatly speed up the speed of absorbing starlight.

He somewhat understood why the sword wielder's cultivation required such a huge amount of starlight, if he had a complete Heavenly Book body, then he didn't even need so many resources from the outside world, just by relying on the mountain scroll, he could practice extremely quickly and lay the most stable foundation.

Among the eight heavenly books, there must be ancient scrolls in charge of slaughter.

But the mountain scroll doesn't seem to have much killing power.

But it fed tens of thousands of ghost cultivators in the entire Eastern Realm Daze.

It can be seen that its terrifying "nourishing" power.

Ning Yi had a hunch that if he thoroughly understood this bamboo slip and held the mountain scroll in his hand, then the eastern resources that those big devils in southern Xinjiang who had escaped from difficulties and relied on for their livelihood would be completely eliminated...... Their great array will be self-defeating, and the mountain scroll will no longer nourish the eastern Daze, the Three Holy Mountains, and the Liuli Mountain, so they can easily break the alliance of these old demons.

His current realm is only the eighth realm, and after refining the "Mountain Scroll", although he has obtained a book of heaven, he has obtained a book of heaven, but the word "mountain" does not attack and kill, so the killing power of his body should not have too much leap, but he will no longer be trapped by resources.

Ning Yi knew it in his heart.

My biggest problem is resources.

In the same rank, he has many means to be around, and he is already invincible.

The mountain character scroll solves his urgent need, and it is also the biggest trouble.

......

......

On the hill of immortality, a month passes quickly.

This month is the quietest month for Ning Yi to practice alone.

No one bothered.

The world is peaceful.

To this day, an expected woman came to visit.

The fog of Immortal Mountain is light, because of the forbidden formation arranged by Luo Changsheng himself, Ning Yi did not make many modifications, but just added one of his own induction talismans.

The talisman trembled.

Someone is visiting.

Ning Yi, who was in retreat, immediately noticed it, he turned over his hand and accepted the "mountain scroll", got up and pushed open the door of the house, and happened to see the "princess of Southern Xinjiang of the Great Sui" Li Baitao ascending to the top of the Immortal Mountain step by step.

Li Baitao was dressed in a light plain long skirt, her appearance was very heroic, with a wine jug hanging on the left side of her waist and a narrow knife hanging on the right.

The world says that Li Baitao has a bad temper, judging from the wine pot and the narrow knife alone...... It seems so.

What surprised Ning Yi was the breath on Li Baitao's body.

The realm of this Great Sui princess is much stronger than she imagined.

Song Yiren said to himself at the beginning that Li Baitao was very strict by the Law Enforcement Department and could not get the opportunity to practice and experience, but the realm of this southern Xinjiang princess had at least nine realms, and the holy son of the ordinary holy mountain did not let it at all.

Ning Yi stood in the Taoist temple and said, "You're late, he's not here." ”

Li Baitao's expression did not change, and she said lightly: "I know he is gone." ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, and only then did he notice that this southern Xinjiang princess was stained with some blood, but she was not a mortal, nor was she a normal cultivator...... These bloody smells are ghostly cultivated.

Li Baitao said calmly: "I escaped from Southern Xinjiang and killed a lot of ghost cultivators who were not long-eyed, I crossed Daze and came to Bulao Mountain to find him, before looking for him, I knew that this would be the result." ”

Ning Yi was dumbfounded.

"But I'm still going up the mountain. ”

After Li Baitao finished speaking, he began to move forward, stepped into the Taoist temple, strolled through the corridor alone, and swept his gaze through the paper window to the place where Luo Changsheng once lived.

Ning Yi didn't block it, but one after the other, and he didn't lag behind too much.

The conversation between the two is simple.

"Leave Southern Xinjiang, thank you for that talisman. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Song Yiren is a good person, and so are you. ”

"Hmmm......"

"My mother, thank you for taking care of me. ”

"It's nothing. ”

Li Baitao walked quickly, walked around the Taoist temple, and then stood still.

She turned around and asked, "Did Luo Changsheng say anything to you?"

"Of course there is, he said that the meat shoots on the mountain are delicious, and the mass graves under the mountain are not fun......" Ning Yi smiled: "The important thing is, what do you want to hear?"

"About me. Li Baitao looked at Ning Yi and said with a smile: "Ning Yi, you'd better say something nice, if you tell me bad news, then I will tell you a ...... Worse news. ”

Ning Yi was silent for a moment and said, "Luo Changsheng only has cultivation in his heart, is this bad news?"

Li Baitao sighed, "Very good, I'll also send you bad news." ”

In fact, in the past few days, Ning Yi has been vaguely restless.

But I don't know why.

This is finally the moment to reveal.

"You are meditating here, I'm afraid you don't know about the big things happening outside......" Li Baitao leaned against a wooden door, looking a little tired, "Eastern Daze, a blood disaster broke out not long ago, and those southern Xinjiang old demons who lived in Eastern Daze, together with the joint camp, were all killed by Han Yue alone. ”

Ning Yi was the last thing he wanted to get.

And the worst news.

"After Liulishan Han Yue got out of trouble, he wiped out all the creatures in the depths of Daze with the power of one person. ”

Speaking of which.

Li Baitao suddenly had some doubts.

In the eyes of the black-robed young man opposite, she saw a touch of painful sadness.

She didn't know what it meant for Han Yue to get out of trouble......

Ning Yi didn't care about the life or death of those demons in southern Xinjiang at all.

What he cared about was the old man who put the sword scabbard in Liuli Mountain and suppressed the nectar.

The old man who stepped into the back mountain of Shushan and said that he would meet again soon.

As long as Ye Changfeng still has a breath, then Han Yue has the ability to reach the sky, and it is impossible to get out of the mountain.

In the sky above the Taoist temple, a light rain fell.

Ning Yi closed his eyes, took a light breath, and clenched his fists.

Say goodbye to Mr. Xihaiye's back mountain......

It turned out to be a parting of life and death.