Yu Li'an has never felt so powerless, and more is actually hate.

She hated her self-righteousness.

Because of his own thoughts, he couldn't see his father for the last time, and now he killed Zhaoning.

The record of life and death is recorded here, and Yu Li'an's whole person is not good, ghostly, as if he can go berserk at any time.

The room was full of wind and ghostly energy, and it seemed to have turned into substance, and it hurt when it brushed over people's faces.

"Yu Li'an, calm down!" I shouted.

But obviously, Yu Li'an is now immersed in his own world and doesn't want to pay attention to me.

I silently recited a few words of pure heart formula, put away the record of life and death, and quickly recited the mantra, and the mana from my fingertips poured out, all of which poured into the sea of Yu Li'an's knowledge.

I'm afraid that if I'm a little too late, her strong ghostly aura will tear off my roof.

That's why I don't want to do this errand.

When encountering an immortal like Yu Li'an, the Yuan Shen is strong, and after becoming a ghost, his strength is still above Xie Bi'an, Fan Wusu and others, and those who are angry and unlucky are those weak ghosts.

Just left An's strong ghost aura, it is estimated that the sky is turned upside down outside.

I raised my hand in disgust, and Yu Li'an just woke up and fainted again.

I'd better see what happened behind for myself, I really had my brain pumped just now to let Yu Li'an watch it with me.

The record of life and death slowly bloomed, and lines of small golden characters appeared in the air, and then slowly disappeared, and then there were pictures one after another.

After Yu Li'an's soul disappeared in the Da Mo Palace, he went around and around for several days before finally returning to his body.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to throw the mud out of her hands.

That's right, she woke up at least, and she was still only an eight-year-old child, pinching dolls in the yard of the inn.

At this time, there are three clay figurines neatly placed on the ground, not to mention, the pinching is actually not bad......

Yu Li'an rubbed his muddy hand against his clothes expressionlessly, and then raised his foot, as if to kick the clay figure over, but in the end he still didn't kick it.

At that time, she was the only one in the courtyard, and there was no guard or maidservant or anything, and Shen Lan and the others also entered the palace.

The time for her to return to her soul was really coincidental, just in time for Zhaoning's funeral.

Yu Li'an actually has a will to die in his heart.

But she still wanted to see Zhaoning.

At the very least, send one to her.

On this day, the sky was rarely clear, it was blue and blue, and the sun was warm. The spring breeze blew the willow that had just sprouted, and a few new swallows in the distance hid in the eaves of an unknown house.

The suona played a mournful music, and the sorrow of the music was like nine songs. At the end of the streets of the capital, white paper money like snow appeared, and the wind blew it all over the sky. A pair of golden silk nanmu coffins also slowly appeared in the paper money. There is a white flower ball on the coffin, and under the flower ball is a big word "Dian", which corresponds to the mournful suona sound.

When the coffin completely appeared in people's eyes, people found that in the white paper money that filled the sky, on the golden silk nanmu coffin, more than a dozen white cranes were dancing around the coffin, as if dancing a reincarnation dance for the people in the coffin. When the coffin was brought closer, people saw that the cranes were all papier-mâché, but each one was lifelike.

The streets were lined with people in plain clothes. The golden silk nanmu coffin was carried by the Imperial Forest Army, and the coffin was followed by thousands of officers and soldiers.

The funeral of Zhaoning was personally sent by Emperor Zhengxuan.

Emperor Zhengxuan rode a horse and walked in front, followed by the accompanying guards on both sides, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials in plain clothes, each carrying a white paper lamp in their hands, this is the funeral custom of Da Mo, and the white paper lamp is the lamp that leads the reincarnation of the dead.

Emperor Zhengxuan was also dressed in plain clothes and carrying a lantern of death. He looked back at the coffin, and a pair of calm eyes were full of paper money and white cranes flying around the coffin.

Zhaoning's funeral specifications have exceeded the queen's specifications.

Due to the marriage between Da Mo and Ji Lin, Shen Lan, as the prince of Ji Lin, also followed Emperor Zhengxuan to the funeral.

Yu Li'an was hidden in the crowd.

A small voice came from the crowd:

"Princess Zhaoning's funeral is really grand! I heard that the big sacrifice alone took seven days!"

"No, after all, she is the emperor's favorite little princess. ”

"I heard that she is only sixteen years old, and the princess mansion that the emperor built for her has not yet been half completed!"

"No, it's been built for more than two years, and then it was stopped due to snowstorms......

"Alas, this year's Da Mo is really ......"

Yu Li'an bit his lower lip and watched the golden silk nanmu coffin with Zhaoning sleeping inside being carried in the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Zhao Ning just passed his sixteenth birthday not long ago.

With tears in her eyes, she looked stunned, and there seemed to be scenes of getting along with Zhaoning in front of her, and every Zhaoning in the picture was crying out to herself "Sister Ah Li".

Yu Li'an's eyes darkened for a while.

At this time, a red-tailed feather arrow shot out of the air in her direction, and Yu Li'an reflexively reached out and held the feather arrow less than an inch from his forehead, and threw it back to the teahouse with his backhand. There was a scream from the teahouse, and a man dressed in black fell out of the window, with the red-tailed feather arrow stuck in his forehead.

Yu Li'an came to clearly know that someone had been following her, or rather, following her and Shen Lan.

Her gaze passed through the crowd and looked straight at Shen Lan.

Shen Lan was also looking at her.

The crowd erupted in a loud burst of screams. Yu Li'an got up and looked around, and the people ran in all directions in a panic, and the screams were mixed with the cries of children.

The Imperial Forest Army guarding the coffin not far away made a defensive move, and the official in front shouted:

"Protect the Emperor!"

Sure enough, a heaven-shattering voice suddenly came from the noisy crowd: "Protect the county lord and kill the faint king!"

A group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared around Yu Li'an, seemingly protecting her, but in fact they surrounded her.

Yu Li'an glanced at the man in black and said softly, "You deserve to die." ”

The men in black were all stunned.

"Disturb the peace of Zhaoning, you, damn it. ”

Emperor Zhengxuan looked at the lantern in his hand, looked back, raised his right hand and signaled the Imperial Forest Army to take Yu Li'an.

The Imperial Forest Army approached the man in black with a horizontal knife, and the men in black exchanged glances, and divided a small team to surround Yu Li'an, while the other team fought with the Royal Forest Army.

I saw Yu Li'an knock a reflexive elbow blow to the ground who was closest to him, and took the knife and took his life.

The rest of the people looked at each other, nodded, and quickly moved closer to Yu Li'an, swinging their knives and slashing down.

Yu Li'an tilted his head to dodge the knife that came at him, and sent the blade into the heart of the attacker behind him with his backhand. He reflexively blocked the man's body in front of him, and another man in black who attacked him cut the head of the corpse that had pierced his heart in half with a knife.

Yu Li'an kicked the corpse out, and the man in black who sneaked up was also kicked out.

After finishing the rest of the people with a knife in hand, Yu Li'an was expressionless, and swung his knife into the crowd that was fighting with the Royal Forest Army.

She was red-eyed.

Regardless of whether there are more and more wounds on her body, she only thinks that these people deserve to die, and it is not good to pick when Zhao Ning is at the funeral.

She didn't know where these people came from, but she knew that these people were definitely not her father's people.

Their purpose seems to be more than just provoking civil strife in Da Mo, Yu Li'an can't tell why, she hasn't returned to Da Mo for too long, and she doesn't know many things about Da Mo anymore.

Yu Li'an's mind was floating and sinking, she didn't know what was wrong with her, there were more and more wounds on her body, and her knife-wielding hand was stiff.

The man in black seized the opportunity to attack her.

Yu Li'an was too late to stop it, and she didn't want to stop it.

It's okay to be dead.

Thinking so, she swung her knife and slashed straight down.

She was stabbed in pairs, and half of the face of the man in black flew out.

Eyeballs popped out and were trampled by the chaotic crowd.

It's disgusting. Yu Li'an thought so.

She is disgusted with this world that treats human life like a mustard, and she also hates herself who kills people without blinking.

The sound of killing on the long street of Da Mo Kyoto shook the sky, the paper money fluttering all over the mountain, and the coffin of golden silk nanmu, as if it was not the princess of Da Mo who was buried, but the society of Da Mo.

On this blood-red day, Shen Lan finally took advantage of the chaos to take Yu Li'an away and buried him in a place called Hanshiling in Damo.

And Yu Li'an, after Da Mo and Ji Lin went to war, finally sacrificed the world she hated.

Later, Yan Jue told me that the last sacrifice was not Yu Li'an but Shen Lan.

Shen Lan couldn't bear to see Yu Li's requiem scatter, and sacrificed his original spirit.

I sighed, I don't know how Yu Li'an will feel when she finds out, but she probably won't know for the rest of her life.

And Yu Li'an's wish is also very clear.

The world is peaceful, and the world is clear.

I took a deep breath.

The road is long, and I want to strike without doing anything.

I don't know how Shen Lan appeared at this banquet, according to the trajectory of the previous life, he should have half a month to appear.

It's kind of weird.

I began to wonder the reality of this world, was this really the world that Yu Li'an had been in in his last life? or ...... Dreamland?

I had some doubts in my heart.

That being the case, I have a plan in my heart.

By the time Yu Li'an came back from the Hongmen banquet, I had already left the Huai'an Palace.

I have a plan.

A large part of the reason why this world is so dark is that demons and monsters do not have any strong constraints.

The door is declining, and evil is rampant.

The first thing I want to do is to revitalize the Daomen, which is definitely not possible in just one or two years.

But...... What if this is not reality?

I'll bet that it's not reality, if it's really reality, then it doesn't matter, if the war breaks out again, and the demons still dare to run rampant, then call Yan Jue to clean up the mess, anyway, who told him to look up to me so much.

I touched the Qiankun bag, which contained the bone flute and dagger that Yan Jue gave me, and the black umbrella he gave me confessed to the master, and swirled quietly in the sea of my consciousness. These things are my biggest reliance on the tyranny of this seemingly "human world".

With the direction, sure enough, the whole person was relaxed.

The first thing to do now is to establish a sect, and I have thought of a name, which is called Shangqing Sect.

However, it is too troublesome to establish a sect, so I still prefer to pick up ready-made ones.

So, I planned the route and went to Qingzhou City.

I heard that Qingzhou City is a gathering place for cultivators, and there is a ready-made Taoist sect outside the city.

So one day I held a black umbrella and pretended to appear in a certain sect in a deep and chic manner.

A group of Taoist disciples looked at me descending from the sky, and their faces were full of vigilance.

I put away my umbrella and said in a deep voice: "I watch the sky at night, and this place is related to me." ”

The Taoist priests stared wide-eyed, and I guess what they were thinking was where this man came from and what kind of bullshit he was talking about.

I smiled, umbrella crutched on the ground, and declared war very arrogantly: "Win you, and this place will be mine!"

Taoist priests understand, can they not understand those who come to grab land clearly?

So one by one, they sacrificed their magic weapons, shouting and trying to knock me out.

My mind moved.

Decide.

The world was suddenly quiet, the wind was gone, the leaves were gone, and time seemed to stand still, freezing the world.

Sure enough, as I expected, they froze.

I beat them all up.

From the bottom to the top, all the way to the elders to the head of the sect, they all pulled out and beat them, and the entire sect was in mourning, and the wild ghosts were crying wolves.

"Convincing or not?"

I pointed at a certain boss.

A certain manager: "...... Wear. ”

So I became the new leader.

Everything went so smoothly that I knew what kind of world it was.