Dongli opened his eyes and got up, the breeze blowing on his face was sadly warm.

When all the memories came to his mind, Dongli finally understood the words of San Qianluo at the beginning: "The name Dongli is not worthy of you." ”

However, this name carried out Wang Xian's short life. The name Zhan Che is meaningless to Yu Wangxian, it is unfamiliar. No matter how high or low, if it has nothing to do with her, it is useless.

Why, why does he and Wang Xian have to be like this.

Dongli stood up, his long hair fluttering in the air like a banner, and there was no longer much sadness in his eyes, but a thick layer of strangeness and coldness.

"You lied to me," Dongli raised his hand sadly, and in an instant, the storm came, "You lied to me first! I left, but she didn't come back to life!"

Black clouds swirled above Dongli, and the thunder was frightening.

The black crow that flew out of the black clouds flew around Dongli, and in front of Dongli, a stone door covered with yellow talismans slowly emerged from the ground.

The teacup in his hand suddenly shattered, and the man in white waved his hand in disgust and spilled the tea in his hand, "It's a little strange today." ”

The man in the dark robe opposite him casually lifted the book, "There is a very dangerous mark, like a prison door. ”

The man in white poured himself another cup of tea, "I don't know who is so boring and uses divine power, I feel it thousands of miles away, so strong, and I'm not afraid of flashing my waist?"

"Divine power......" The man in Xuanyi raised his head suddenly, "Zhan Tianyin is back?"

"It can't really be him. The man in white stood up, "This guy has caused enough trouble. Now it looks like he's summoning the prison gates, what does he want to do?"

"Call the prison gate...... "The man in the dark clothes looked entangled, "No, I want to unlock the seal of the prison door and release the evil ghosts." ”

"He dare!" the man in white leapt into the air and disappeared.

The man in the dark robe threw away the book impatiently and left with him.

At this moment, Dongli looked at the huge stone gate in front of him, and the smile on his face was a little sinister and terrifying.

"The world is unfair to me," Dongli raised his hand and pinched a yellow talisman, "Why should I guard this world and bury her together." ”

He slowly tore off the yellow talisman, and at this moment, a copper bell sounded behind him. Dongli turned around sharply and saw an old monk in a robe and a young monk.

"Heh," Dongli sneered, "don't be busy sending you to death, you have to die anyway." ”

The old monk walked towards him with a smile on his face, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made Dongli uneasy. The old monk chanted the Buddha, closed his eyes and bowed his head to Dongli and said, "Does the donor know what this door is?"

Dongli frowned, and said in a low voice: "This is the door called by Lao Tzu, I don't know?"

The old monk smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Yes, this is the prison gate called by the donor, this door can make the living soul miserable, so that the world will never recover." The benefactor does not call out the door, but sin. ”

"Evil?" Dongli looked at this monk who thought he was smart and ridiculous, let go of his hand and walked towards him, "I used to think about the world, and I treated the world well, can the master explain to me why the world treats me like this?" Dongli was so angry that his eyes were red, "They want peace in the world, I just want one person! I just want that person, is it difficult?"

The old monk shook his head, "Whoever the donor wants, he will go to whomever he wants, and what happens to the people in the world." ”

"I want to find it too!" Dongli suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "How can I find it when my soul is scattered!Where can I find it?!"

The monk smiled and raised his eyes, and then Dongli found that the monk's eyes were black and red, and they were strangely bright.

"Donor, you haven't looked for it, how do you know you can't find it?"

"What do you mean. Dongli let go of him.

The old monk turned and left, leaving behind a long echo, like a distant incantation, like a long song.

"By the water, find what you seek. ”

On the water's side, find what you are looking for.

The monk walked farther and farther, and Dongli was stunned in place for a long time, and the prison door behind him let out a wail. Dongli turned around and stepped forward to re-paste the half-torn yellow talisman, and there seemed to be a little hope in his eyes......

When the man in white and the man in the black robe appeared, there were only a few black crows flying in the air, and the hoarse chirping was disturbing.

The man in white looked around at the empty area, "What about people?"

The man in Xuanyi squatted down and touched the silver-gray powder on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Maybe I suddenly had an epiphany, so I won't cause trouble." ”

"Cut," the man in white stared at the empty hovering black crow with disdain, as if the black crow was Zhan Che, "We didn't rush to this Soul Sea when we were in trouble with the Wu Clan's soul sea before, but fortunately, San Qianluo was not released. Will he be able to remember?"