Xuantian sat down comfortably by the fire, held his breath and concentrated, hugged Yuan Shouyi, his mind gradually calmed down, and he threw himself into the state of cultivation.

Three hours later, it was already the middle of the night in this space, and the forest was pitch black, only a little light remained in the clearing where Xuantian lived.

The flames that had been infused with Xuantian's scorching true qi were still burning, so that Xuantian could not feel a trace of cold, and although the wind was gusting in the forest, the flames still showed no signs of extinguishing.

But only a moment later, the flame that had been burning brightly suddenly extinguished and turned into a puff of green smoke. There was no warning, and no reason could be found.

Immediately, the only light source was lost, and it was once again in the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers.

Xuantian also felt this sudden change at this time, and after opening his eyes, he could only see endless darkness. The flame ignited by his own true qi was extinguished for no reason, which made Xuantian feel quite surprised, and a trace of panic appeared in his heart.

Xuantian hurriedly calmed down at this moment, and used his heart eye to confirm the surrounding situation, but found that there was no trace left by any creatures within a radius of a few zhang.

As soon as his heart relaxed a little, a subtle "da-da" sound suddenly sounded in Xuantian's ears, like footsteps and the timbre of raindrops falling on the ground. It was said that the footsteps were a little too light, and the rain was too heavy, and the strength of the sound was moderate, making it difficult for Xuantian to grasp where the other party was coming from.

Xuantian stood up and cast the perception of his heart and eye in the direction of the source of the sound, but he saw nothing. Immediately after that, the eerie "click" sound appeared in another direction.

"Who is the master, please show up. ”

Xuantian shouted loudly, trying to lure out the enemy hiding in the shadows. As a cultivator, he has always had an instinctive awe of ghosts and gods, and Xuantian's move was also to strengthen his courage.

But after a few moments, no one responded, and the sound of footsteps was no longer heard, and even the sound of wind and grass within a radius of a mile disappeared, leaving only a chilling dead silence.

Although Xuantian's courage is not small, a little cold sweat is oozing from his forehead at this moment, knowing that the challenge in this space has come, but he has no idea about the opponent he is about to face.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, and everything in this space seems to stand still.

The wind does not blow, and the grass does not move.

Xuantian suddenly felt that a figure behind him was quietly approaching. He hurriedly turned around, but saw no trace of anyone. But at the same time, Xuantian once again felt that someone had been following him behind him.

This feeling was as if he was experiencing the strange anecdotes that had been circulating among the people, and Xuantian's heart was beating rapidly now, and he was not sure if those terrifying ghosts would appear in front of him in the next moment.

An inexplicable uneasiness made Xuantian dare not look back rashly, he tried to calm his emotions as much as possible, hoping that everything he heard in his ears was an ethereal phantom sound.

But as the old saying goes, life is not as good as it should be, and it often backfires.

This time, Xuantian did not look back, but the "strange shadow" that approached from behind did not disappear, but instead intensified and rapidly invaded Xuantian.

At this moment, Xuantian realized that what had been hidden behind him was not an illusion, but it was already too late.

An overwhelming murderous aura swept towards Xuantian, and in such a vast aura, Xuantian felt like he was

Mole ants are generally insignificant.

Before Xuantian could turn around, a jet-black sword qi slashed into Xuantian's vest in the air.

In an instant, the yin wind in the four fields roared angrily, and the dead air was filled, as if he had stepped into the underworld.

The sword qi was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it hit Xuantian's back heart in the blink of an eye, leaving him no time to react. Before he even had time to make a move to resist his luck, he didn't even have a chance to scream, and Xuantian fell to the ground in response.

Blood gushed out from the wound in Xuantian Hou's heart, and the bloody aura like rust suddenly spread. Xuantian sensed that his consciousness was rapidly draining with blood, and the breath of death was constantly enveloping him, devouring his last ray of life. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't exert any strength, his heart was full of unwillingness, and he could never have imagined that he would be so unbearable, and fall under his sword before even seeing the face of the enemy.

Xuantian, who was about to die, had almost no fear in his heart, only infinite guilt.

"Uncle Shi, Brother Night and Penglai People, I, Xuantian, am really an incompetent person, and I can't stand you. ”

This was Xuantian's last consciousness, and then he felt the darkness in front of him and lost his mind.

Behind the trap tower, the camp of the Hu clan.

Hu Bing had already conveyed the order to withdraw to Beiju Luzhou to her people, and the reason was that it was very obvious that ---- defeat to Li Mengluan, this result alone was enough to make all the Hu clansmen lose hope of ruling Penglai Kingdom, and they had no choice but to accept this decision to retreat.

The atmosphere among the clans was gloomy, and everyone thought that the opportunity for the Hu family to become famous in the world was gone, and it was probably far away to usher in the next opportunity.

But Hu Bing didn't think about this problem at all at the moment, her mind was on the illusion enchantment, which was an evil spell that could not be lifted once someone broke in.

Although she used to have infinite confidence in this trick, now she only hopes that Xuantian, who is being absorbed into the enchantment, has a strong enough will to escape from danger. In this way, Hu Bing does not have to bear the heavy sin of killing an innocent life again, and his heart does not need to be full of regrets.

However, Hu Bing also understood that if he was involved in the illusion enchantment, the chance of escaping would probably be infinitely close to zero, and Xuantian's determination might not be able to surpass her, so how could he guarantee that he would be safe? Now all Hu Bing can do may be to pray silently.

Just when Hu Bing's heart was full of anxiety, there was bad news in his mind.

The news that Xuantian had experienced her first death in the enchantment reached Hu Bing's consciousness, making her already melancholy even heavier.

At this time, Hu Bing suddenly recalled the time when he was doing penance in the warehouse of Hu's village. When she opened the book she was looking forward to, she found that the shape of the book was just a shell used for protection, and the real Hetu Luo book inside was a bamboo slip. After spreading out the simple bamboo slips, she was extremely disappointed to find that she didn't know anything about the patterns representing the heavens and stars, and she couldn't understand a single thing.

Later, Hu Bing wanted to put the Hetuluo Book into the storage space she had opened up with the space spell, but found that the Hetu Luoshu and the space were mutually exclusive and could not be put in it no matter what, which made Hu Bing very disappointed, and finally had to lock it in an iron box.

Once Hu Bing also fantasized about the scene of Hetuluo Book being proud of the world after using it for his own use, now it seems to be a big one

's joke, in the end, is a bamboo basket for water.

The sword technique that Hu Bing left for herself in the two volumes of the Purple Mansion, after studying it for a long time, she also found that she always did not know the essentials, and it was difficult to display the essence of the Taoist swordsmanship.

worked hard to sneak into the Forbidden Secret Pavilion to steal the treasure, but in the end she found that what she wanted to have did not belong to her at all, but it was the forbidden magic cheats that she ignored that made her strength have made some progress, but it was only a mirror, and there was no substantial improvement in cultivation.

Now that the Hetu Luo Book and the Purple Mansion Sword Technique have been stolen and are no longer affiliated with her at all, Hu Bing is a little enlightened at this time, and secretly hates that he has done many meaningless things from the beginning.

In order to avenge Xiaomei, for a few meaningless secret books, is it worth it to finally turn against his always beloved teacher?

The answer to this question is now obvious. In order to avenge Hu Bing's pursuit of power, but in the end she forced herself to a dead end, and the experiences of these years after leaving the division flashed in her mind.

In order to curry favor with the blood that could help her get revenge, Hu Bing has done many things against her will in the past few years. From kidnapping Zhu Yan and making her his puppet, to invading Penglai Country, trying to occupy the entire Penglai Island.

Hu Bing used heavy disguises to completely hide his originally kind self and transformed into an unruly, insidious and brutal villain. She ordered her people to break into the villages and towns of Penglai, and let them burn, kill, loot, and commit mischief there. Hu Bing believes that everything she has done can fully enhance Xueren's trust in her.

"Demon Domain, Demon Domain. Since it's a demon, I must be very interested in this cruel scene. ”

Hu Bing actually didn't know Xueren's character, let alone his inner thoughts, but she thought that this extremely ridiculous approach would definitely win Xueren's favor.

Xueren has always acquiesced to her actions and has no intention of stopping her, which makes Hu Bing more sure of his choice.

At first, Hu Bing was also condemned by her conscience, but whenever such a moment came, she would immediately remember that the murderer who killed Zhu Mei was still alive and well in this world. In an instant, all the good thoughts in the heart will dissipate.

Over time, Hu Bing has gradually forgotten the self that was once loved and admired by the division commander, and thought that the real self should be what it is now, and his heart fell quickly towards the abyss.

Li Mengluan told her what her master had also mentioned to her, but Zhu Xie only instilled in Hu Bing the truth of not killing living beings, but the deep meaning behind it was never analyzed clearly to her.

Li Mengluan's words were like a slap in the face, and they were like an empowerment, which made Hu Bing untie a lot of knots in an instant, and also understood a lot of truths, and suddenly had a feeling of finding himself.

Now, although she is not sure whether she can completely let go of the hatred she has picked up for more than a hundred years, she knows that it will no longer be her only goal in life.

Whether it is the Demon Domain or the Blood Ren, it has completely lost its meaning to her at the moment, in order to repay the kindness, Hu Bing will not turn her back on them for the time being, but it does not mean that she will continue to be willing to be a poor chess piece that is played with in the palm of her hand.

"To hurt more lives for the sake of an irretrievable life, this deal is not cost-effective no matter how negotiable, and I, Hu Bing, will not sell my soul for my selfishness from today onwards. Hu Bing secretly made an oath in her heart, from this moment on, her state of mind has completed a qualitative change, and the pure self when she was young has officially announced her return.