"Ahh......h

The nun screamed in pain, and two memories tangled in the nun's mind.

"Huh?" Song Yixing couldn't believe it, he groaned, and said, "Is that memory too unforgettable?"

Song Yixing gritted his teeth: "I still have to erase that memory!"

Looking at the nun's painful appearance, Song Yixing didn't have time to think about it, and instantly pointed out again, and a divine power submerged into the nun's mind, and the nun's painful memory was wiped out.

After playing with all this, the nun suddenly ceased to be in pain, and her whole soul became holy. That's what she's supposed to be. The nun slowly came to her senses, just as she was about to open her eyes. Song Yixing waved his sleeves and brought a strong wind to envelop the female cultivator away.

This female cultivator has returned to normal, and this place was not for her to see before, and in an instant, Song Yixing sent her away. Song Yixing's mana is much stronger than this female cultivator, just with a random wave, this female cultivator has already reached hundreds of thousands of miles away, and ordinary monks have to cross hundreds of thousands of miles, which is not something that can be done in a while.

After doing it for most of the day, do you still have to memorize them one by one and re-input a memory from them? Song Yixing smiled bitterly.

"Huh-" Song Yixing suddenly thought of a solution, and thought:

"Will it soon be able to affect everyone at the same time? Why don't I use it?"

At this moment, Song Yixing seemed to understand something! In an instant, he withdrew all his thoughts and went all out to use the "Sun Sacred Formula" Cui Dong "Duren Sutra". His will also spread, and the magic technique in Song Yixing's hand changed, and in an instant, a powerful wave emanated from Song Yixing's body, spreading to all sides, enveloping everyone in an instant.

This is the spiritual power of Song Yixing that Cui moved with the help of the Duren Sutra, and this spiritual power can wipe out the painful memories of everyone here. At the moment when Song Yixing's spiritual power spread, the pain on everyone's expressions slowly retreated. After a few moments, they all became confused. This is the confusion and sluggishness after the memory is erased.

In fact, at this time, the female cultivator will no longer have resentment, because there is no resentment in her heart, and naturally resentment will not arise.

Help people to the end, although Song Yixing already knows their painful memories, but it is always inappropriate to leave a blank memory area. Song Yixing's divine thought once again burst into the minds of every female cultivator, and in an instant, an extra memory appeared in their minds. And this memory was carefully designed for them by Song Yixing.

The next moment, Song Yixing stopped reciting the Sutra. He has really stayed for too long, and if he doesn't continue to chase after Hua Sheng, he will be lost. The next moment, he showed from here.

These nuns don't know what a single person is trying to do for them. They would only know that there was a true immortal in the cultivation realm. It was this immortal that allowed them to step out of their physical bodies and step into the path of becoming immortals.

And what they don't know is that the so-called road to becoming immortals is the path of reincarnation, and the next moment, they will all go to reincarnation. At this moment, they gradually woke up, and suddenly saw that all the people were naked, and their figures were extremely graceful. They looked at themselves and the people around them, shocked and embarrassed. But when he looked around, there was no man, and he was much more relaxed.

Those female cultivators have nothing to do with Song Yixing, he doesn't care whether he saves people or not, and he doesn't care about those graceful women. At this moment, he only has Huasheng in his eyes.

And under the gallop all the way, Hua Sheng's breath is getting weaker and weaker, he knows the direction of Hua Sheng's escape, and Hua Sheng's strength is extremely heavy, although Song Yixing has delayed a lot of time, but he is also sure that he will be able to catch up with Hua Sheng. Song Yixing has extreme speed, and Hua Sheng not only fell, but was seriously injured, and it should not be difficult for Song Yixing to catch up.

However, at this moment, not only did he fail to catch up with Hua Sheng, but also practiced that last bit of breath was about to disappear. Song Yixing was depressed, if he didn't care about those female cultivators, he wouldn't be like this. But he didn't regret it, he couldn't do it if he let those female cultivators go.

Just as Song Yixing continued to pursue two million miles forward, the last bit of breath of Hua Sheng was gone. No matter how Song Yixing let go of his divine sense, he couldn't find it.

"Hey!"

Song Yixing sighed and continued to gallop along the front. This chase is another million miles. Song Yixing knew that this world was boundless, and at this moment, he had to admire the great admiration of this world.

If he grew up on the earth, let him gallop, the solar system will fly out soon. Finally found the person of the Yin Sect, how could Song Yixing let him go so easily, he had been looking for the place where the breath of the painting Sheng disappeared.

Unconsciously, millions of miles in a radius were all searched by Song Yixing. On the way, he didn't know how many cities he searched, and he didn't know how many sects he searched, even if it was a medium-sized sect, Song Yixing also searched several, but he didn't find the breath of Hua Sheng.

Before he knew it, Song Yixing had been looking for a few days, and on this day, Song Yixing came to a wasteland, which was next door to a huge and endless desert.

At a glance in the air, you can see an area of tens of thousands of miles, and Song Yixing doesn't know how many times he has searched for this place, and he can be sure that there is no breath of painting Sheng here.

In the middle of this desert, there is a small lake behind a sand dune, the lake water is clear and rippling, and there is a turquoise willow tree growing next to it, and at the back of the small lake, there is a very low inn alone, perhaps because the wind and sand are too large, this inn is built extremely low.

Song Yixing looked at it from afar, which vaguely gave Song Yixing a feeling of crescent moon lake, and suddenly had a sense of intimacy. Coming to this strange world, there are few things that give Song Yixing such a feeling.

Without hesitation, Song Yixing turned around and walked towards the inn.

This is more of a low shack with a few staccato black characters written on a thick wooden stake outside the house: Xianlai Inn.

Song Yixing couldn't help but smile lightly after seeing it: "Immortal to live, good name!" Then he turned around and walked towards the inn.

Hearing that someone was coming outside the door, the shopkeeper immediately rushed out, smiled at Song Yixing, and said, "Yo!

Song Yixing nodded and went inside. At this moment, I saw that there were two more people in the house. A person stood in front of the counter, looked at Song Yixing and smiled gently, this person was the shopkeeper. Song Yixing checked the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, but they were just ordinary mortals.

The other was sitting in a dark corner of the inn, this person was a young man, he didn't seem to care about anything going on in the outside world, and he was still drinking the wine in his hand as if Song Yixing's arrival had nothing to do. This young man is dressed in white, and he is as handsome as jade.

Song Yixing didn't pay attention to that person, he just felt that that person was a little different. He also walked in and sat down at the two tables in front of the young man.

The shopkeeper said respectfully, "What does this guest officer eat?"

"Your best wine here and some random dishes!"

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute!"

After a while, the dishes ordered by Song Yixing were all served by the shopkeeper.

"Guest officer, you use it slowly!" said that, the shopkeeper was about to retreat. Song Yixing suddenly called:

"Eh, little brother, it's really interesting to get the name of your inn!"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, and the smile on his mind was not hidden:

"Guest officer, I see that you have entered this great desert, there is indeed no dust on your body, and your hair and clothes are not scattered, you must also be a cultivator!"

Song Yixing listened to the analysis of the shop's junior, and immediately felt that it was a little interesting, and it was also very reasonable.

"This desert is hundreds of thousands of miles wide, traversing between the two giant cities of Fuxian City and Hongcheng, but this desert has become the biggest barrier among these two giant cities, and the only people who come and go between these two cities are cultivators. And our small shop is on the way of these two giant cities, so the only people who can come and go to live in our small shop are the immortals and merchants who have come to live, and some immortals have come to live, so they naturally dare to call it the Xianlai Inn!"

"Oh!" Song Yixing smiled and nodded slightly. The shopkeeper was also interested and quickly retreated.

Since the beginning of his cultivation, Song Yixing has no feeling of hunger, and this time he simply feels that there is a sense of intimacy here, so he orders something at random and enjoys the breath of this mortal world!

The things in this small inn are naturally not as good as the food in Xuanshui City, but they should be okay. However, the wine is indeed a little strong, which makes Song Yixing, a cultivator, feel a little spicy.

After a while, a bunch of merchants came outside, and Song Yixing had already seen their approach before he landed. After a while, the shopkeeper beckoned them to sit down in the store. These people are a pro-year who doesn't dare to look at Song Yixing and the corner. You must know that in this vast desert, those who can travel alone are not ordinary people, and they naturally dare not provoke.

Several people were talking in low voices, but the words could clearly reach Song Yixing's ears. It's just talking about things encountered on the road and analyzing the harvest of this trip, which are inconsequential. Song Yixing listened casually, but he didn't listen carefully.

Hua Sheng chased after him, and his mood was extremely bad. Now he had to look for clues about the Netherworld Sect again.

At this moment, another group of people from the small shop arrived, all of them were fierce and vicious, and they all carried long knives in their hands, and when they entered the door, they looked at the group of vendors, and their eyes lit up.

Then he turned his head to look at Song Yixing and the young man in the corner, frowned, and several people hugged their fists at the young man in the corner of Song Yixing, as if to show goodwill.

Then another big man turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, and then he also saw the jade plate hanging behind the shopkeeper, and he was immediately frightened, and then said: "Shopkeeper, it's none of your business here, we only need their things, and I hope you don't care about such idle things." As he spoke, he also took out a black token in his hand and shook it in front of the shopkeeper.

In this desert, these people know best what the token means, and none of the tokens were sent by a cultivator. As long as the person who holds the token can be protected by the Xiuzhen sect.

This is also the reason why the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper are two mortals who are able to open an inn in this traffic.

After saying that, the men surrounded the vendors. Several of the vendors turned pale with fright, and one by one they were terrified.

In this desert, robbers are the most rampant, and ordinary traders have no good end when they encounter them. The gang of vendors thought they would be safe when they arrived at the Xianlai Inn, but they encountered robbers here.

"You can't mess around in my shop!" said the shopkeeper!

"Oh!" a big man with a beard on his face sneered at the group of robbers, "I didn't move you, I only moved this group of vendors, and the sect behind you won't care, even if I kill this group of vendors, what will happen? Will the sect behind you still turn against the sect behind us because of a few vendors?" ha......!"

"This" ......

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, it is true, the sect behind them will protect them, but it will never shelter these vendors, let alone because of these vendors, there will be no other sect to fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, just let us go, it's not easy for us to do a small business!" begged the leader of the vendors.

"It's not easy for you, so it's easy for me?" one of the robbers sneered, "We don't want to kill people here, and if we take things honestly, we won't embarrass you!"

"No, you can't take our things, if you take both of our goods, how will we live!"

The bearded man was so angry: "Be careful that Lao Tzu chops you again!"

At this moment, they didn't see the young man in the corner slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at it flatly, and said, "You guys are too noisy!"

The bearded man stopped his mouth for a while, and replied: "Noisy with your uncle!"

The young man in white was stunned by him, and said calmly: "Noise"!

At this moment, a drop of wine slowly rose from the wine glass placed by the young man on the table, and the young man's fingers flicked lightly. The drop of wine shot out like an arrow from a string, and finally split into eight in the air, and shot at the eight robbers......