When the sword failed, Lin Yi turned over and swung his sword to slash, she didn't believe that this formation could hold on strongly.

Fortunately, it really won't let her swing hundreds of swords. When her third sword qi was struck, the stone pillar below was already entangled with dense flowers and Bodhi branches, like a hunting snake, wrapped in the stone pillar little by little.

No matter what kind of array it is, no matter what the eye of the array is, as long as there is no place to destroy it, then this array will be broken.

This was Ringo's intuition.

And as it turned out, her instincts were right.

As soon as this fourth sword qi came out, a loud bang was heard underneath, and all the stone pillars collapsed in an instant, falling to the ground. Lin Yi stepped on the Bodhi branch and fell with a sword, but before she could step on the scattered stones, the scenery in front of her suddenly changed.

As soon as the flowers were in front of me, they were replaced by a courtyard of blue bricks and red tiles from a piece of rubble. As far as the eye can see, there is no door in all directions of the bare courtyard, there is no house inside, only a tree is planted in the center, the branches are luxuriant, and the greenery is full.

As soon as Lin Yi was about to raise his feet and walk towards the tree, he saw an octagonal pavilion suddenly appear in the corner of the courtyard. At a table and a stool in the pavilion, there was a white-robed crane-haired old man sitting with his back to Lin Yi, as if he was drinking tea.

There is a tree growing in the courtyard without a door in all directions, which means sleepiness.

"Say hello to the old man. Lin Yi saluted him and said.

The old man's back moved, and he laughed heartily, and he asked, "Xiaoyou, do you know who I am?"

Lin Yi laughed a little, raised his sleeves and walked to the pavilion, saluted again, and said, "The juniors are just guessing. ”

"Haha, the afterlife is terrifying, it's just...... It's a bit reckless. The old man turned around, his face glowing red, a cup of steaming tea in his hand, his eyes as sharp as those of a falcon, and he looked up and down as he looked at Ringo, and smiled.

"In a hurry, I have to do it as a last resort, and I hope that the old people will forgive me. Lin Yi finished his salute and raised his head.

The old man got up and walked towards Lin Ye, and as soon as he took a step, the tea cup in his hand turned into a tortoise shell in an instant.

Yong's ancestor, good fortune.

"You've got that thing with you. The old man said firmly.

Lin Yi knew what he was referring to, and he didn't hide it, nodded his head, and said, "Yes, this is stolen by the junior from the Demon Sect, and it will be returned to Zhao in a few days." ”

"Alas......" Seeing Lin Yi's frankness, he sighed, shook his head, and said: "Once it is torn, even if it is completely returned to Zhao, it will breed delusions, it's late, it's late......"

"It's not too late, as long as the juniors can make it up again, it's not too late. Lin Yi raised his hand and pointed at the queen of heaven, and then asked: "What did the predecessors do back then, so that they would settle near Huangquanhai and achieve a town?"

The old man looked at the sky for a while, still sighed, and after he was silent for a while, he said: "The old man's surname is Yong, his name is Yongxuan, and he is the first city lord of Yongyang City. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at the tortoise shell in his hand with a lonely expression, "When I was young, I didn't know how to be afraid, and I was arrogant and arrogant, and I tried to use shallow cultivation as a way to spy on the heavens, which laid the root of the curse." ”

Looking back on that year, Yongxuan was already a great power in the world. The name of its thousand-machine Taoist genius is known to everyone in the Daomen, and no one knows its prestige. It is precisely because of this that he gets carried away and loses his sense of proportion.

That night, Yongxuan drank with friends under the starry night.

After the wine, his friend joked with Yongxuan and asked him if he was so good at divination, could he have crossed his own avenue?

Divination, divination is not self-divination, which is a kind of convention.

But my friend's words, listening to the drunken Yongxuan's ears, are like lighting a bright light, why am I so amazing and gorgeous, but I can't tell myself?

With his hand moving, Yongxuan immediately took out the tortoise shell, waved his hand to brush the wine jar, and stroked the tortoise shell with his palm. Then the spiritual power gushed from the palm of the tortoiseshell, and after a while, he burped, glared at him, and lowered his head to look.

However, he saw nothing but darkness, and Yongxuan, who did not believe in evil, turned over and over again to probe the tortoise shell with spiritual power......

It doesn't matter, it's full of darkness.

Does this mean that the road to one's own road will be a long night for eternity?!

Yongxuan's drunken spirit woke up most of the time, he ran away with his tortoise shell in his cloak and his head, completely ignoring the call of his friends behind him, and ran all the way through the city, and then simply rose with his sword and soared.

The night was silent, and there was only a whistling cold wind in his ears, which made Yongxuan's heart more and more cold, and he walked aimlessly against the wind all the way, and finally landed on the side of Huangquan Sea.

It was dusk, the breeze was blowing, and the sea was sparkling. Yongxuan stood on the shore of the Huangquan Sea without any image, he looked at the sun rising and the moon in front of him, his heart was filled with grief and indignation, and he became more and more unwilling to admit defeat.

So he shouted unruly and pointed straight at the sky, "Since you show me the eternal night, then I will see you with my own eyes!"

After finishing his sentence, he knelt directly on the ground, placed the tortoise shell in his hand on the soil, and then covered it with his hands, lowered the tortoise shell on his forehead, and closed his eyes and silently recited the prayer.

As the prayer ended, the waves of the Yellow Springs began to rise without a wind, and the trees behind him began to shake wildly.

All the spiritual energy around him was frantically surging into the tortoise shell in front of his forehead, Yongxuan let out a low roar, and a burst of light appeared in his palm, and then countless spiritual power rushed out of his body, merging into the tortoise shell from between his eyebrows, he wanted to see what this heavenly way was.

After such a thought flashed in his heart, Yongxuan looked intently. However, with just one glance, the arrogance on his face cracked in an instant, leaving only horror.

Hexagram - strong, the way of heaven is declining, and the world is chaotic.

This is the effect, so what is the cause?

Yongxuan panicked in his heart, put his fingers together, and his mind turned.

Then he saw in the hexagram the so-called cause, the initiator, who was the self who was unwilling to accept that his avenue was just nothingness, and wanted to spy on the heavens.

It is a big taboo to try to see through the way of heaven in vain as a mere cultivator.

However, what ordinary cultivators can't do, Yongxuan, who is a genius, can. It is because when he loses the opportunity of heaven, the way of heaven is angry.

When Yongxuan looked up, he saw that the sky and the earth had changed color, and the clouds were thick. Before he could get up in a panic, there was a loud bang above his head, and a purple thunder was struck, and he stepped on his sword and chased all the way towards the purple thunder, but even if his sword art was perfect, it was not as fast as this heavenly thunder.

As a result, Yongxuan could only watch as the purple thunder slammed into the ground.

This is not the end, the purple thunder did not dissipate after slashing on the ground, but turned into a lotus flower, and after the lotus was formed, it shook the stems and leaves, quickly dispersed into a little light, and disappeared into the bodies of the pedestrians fleeing in a hurry on the side of the path.

"What should I do, what should I do? What can I do?" he muttered palely.