At some point, the full moon gradually jumped out of the clouds, and the silver-white light swayed all over the four fields, like a layer of hazy hoarfrost. As if he felt something, Bai Yi looked up slightly at the bright moon in the sky. Tonight's moonlight is beautiful, exquisitely translucent, and as clear as the sun, and if it weren't for the many dark clouds, maybe tonight would be a beautiful night.

Retracting his gaze, the first thing Bai Yi saw was the figure in a blue gauze robe. Under the moonlight, a faint shadow stood in the small courtyard, with her back to Bai Yi. The gently fluttering clothes, the long hair that flutters slightly, everything is so attractive to the eyes. Bai Yi looked at the back, with a strange look in his eyes. Looking at the sky slightly, Bai Yi's figure suddenly appeared behind the shadow. Quietly, Bai Yi stood there, did not speak, just looked at the delicate figure silently. The evening breeze blew, and a faint fragrance wafted into Bai Yi's nose, making Bai Yi fall into intoxication.

Turning around quietly, the eyes of the two met in the air, and a trace of wonderful things was rising in the hearts of the two. With a coquettish smile, Ao Ling spoke first: "Brother Bai Yi, don't think about it too much, the battle of the East China Sea back then was so dangerous, didn't you survive it, I believe this time will not be difficult for you." I'm always going to support you, so you don't have to worry about anything. ”

Looking up, Bai Yi said indifferently: "When I first came to this world, I was very confused, and it wasn't until I understood cultivation that I determined my future path. In this life, I have had many dreams, but what I want now is to crisscross the Three Realms, get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth, and be a person who is not at the mercy of fate. ”

Hearing this, Ao Ling looked at Bai Yi quietly, and a trace of tenderness and admiration flashed in his eyes. Looking at the faint but confident smile on Bai Yi's face, Ao Ling said softly: "Your ideal is too far, I never thought about it so much, I just hope that it is enough for me to finish this life plainly." But since I have chosen to follow you, then I will not be afraid, and I will face everything in the future with you. Well... It's late at night, let's go in......"

At the same time, in the Western Elysium, a conspiracy to subvert the world is being discussed at this moment. It is said that two hundred and sixty years ago, after Kong Xuan captured the Styx Ancestor, he left first on the pretext of recuperating from his injuries, and the Buddha was responsible for bringing the Styx Ancestor to the West Tianling Mountain and handing it over to the guide and Zhun Ti for disposal. Fortunately, at that time, the Styx Ancestor was not only seriously injured, but also controlled by Kong Xuan's supernatural powers, so the journey back and forth to Lingshan was very calm, and there were no accidents.

After returning to Lingshan, Rulai handed over the seriously injured Styx Ancestor to the Zhun Ti Sage, who took the Styx Ancestor down to heal his wounds. After two hundred and sixty years, the Styx Ancestor's injuries finally fully recovered, but when the Styx Ancestor sobered up, he kept scolding and mentioning again. It's just that what's the use of scolding, even if the Styx Ancestor scolds his voice hoarsely, he can't escape from the palm of the hand of the guide and Zhun Ti, and today, the lead and Zhun Ti finally met with the Styx Ancestor.

After a few more silences, the Styx Ancestor spoke first, "I don't know what the two saints invited me to Western Bliss for in this way, I don't know where they offended you. ”

Zhun Ti glanced at the Styx Ancestor lightly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Styx, do you still remember the incident when you forced the King of Jizo to death, such a thing is not considered to offend the Buddha?"

With a cold snort, the Styx Ancestor stopped talking, but just glared at Zhun Ti, obviously angry in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to say it. It stands to reason that the time of the birth of the Styx Ancestor is not known how many years earlier than the introduction and the quasi-mention, and the magic weapon in the hands of the Styx Ancestor is not much worse than the introduction and the quasi-mention, but the opportunities of the two sides are different, which also causes the identities of the two sides to be different.

Although there is only one word difference between the quasi-saint and the saint, there is a difference of 108,000 miles, so when the Styx Ancestor faced the saint, he was unconsciously a head shorter, not to mention that there are still two saints now. His gaze swept over the introduction, and the Styx Ancestor said coldly: "Don't sell the two of you, what are you looking for me to say, just say it, I can't refuse at all." ”

Hearing this, Ji Yin and Zhun Ti glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes, obviously the two of them didn't expect the Styx Ancestor to be so refreshing. Nodding to the Styx Ancestor, he said, "Styx, now there is a chance to become holy, as long as you agree, you will be a true saint from now on, and you will not be extinguished after countless calamities. ”

Speaking of this, the guide paused for a moment, and when he saw the shocked look on the face of the Styx Ancestor, he continued to speak: "Of course, if you want to become a saint, you have to pay a certain price. However, you have been running for the Holy Throne all these years, and you must not give up such an opportunity. ”

After calming down the excitement in his heart, the Styx Ancestor said as calmly as possible: "What you said is true? Is the Hongmeng Purple Qi of the Red Cloud Ancestor in your hands?"

Seeing the fiery eyes of the Styx Ancestor, Zhun Ti smiled slightly and said, "The Hongmeng purple qi of the red cloud has long since disappeared, and I'm afraid even the teacher doesn't know where it is." However, in our hands, there is another Hongmeng purple qi, with this Hongmeng purple qi, your wish for sanctification can come true. ”

"Could it be... Could it be that you have the legendary escaped one in your hands? This ......" Hearing Zhun Ti's words, Styx's heart was shocked beyond measure, he never thought that in the hands of the guide and Zhun Ti, he still held the escaped one. After being silent for a while, the Styx Ancestor frowned slightly, and said vigilantly: "But why did you choose me, there is no shortage of geniuses in your Buddhism, if you give them time, maybe your Buddhism will have three saints, and then it will be Sanqing, and you don't have to pay attention to it." ”

Smiling slightly, he continued: "It's not that we don't want people in the Buddhist sect to become holy, but the position of the saint has already been determined, and the eighth saint of this desolation is your Styx." Therefore, we intend to unite with you, and as long as you promise to help us fight against the Dao Sect after you become holy, then we will give you this Hongmeng Purple Qi. ”

Thinking carefully about the words of the introduction and the quasi-mention, the Styx Ancestor fell into deep thought for a while. Regarding the fact that the Holy Throne has a fixed number, the Styx Ancestor believes it, and when the Zixiao Palace was divided into the Holy Throne, the Styx Ancestor knew this, but he has been a little unwilling all these years. However, the Styx Ancestor did not expect that he was also a saint of heaven, and such a result made the Styx Ancestor excited and unbelievable.

The dream of countless years was about to come true, and the Styx Ancestor was about to give up, but this holy position suddenly came from the sky and caught the Styx Ancestor off guard. At this moment, the Styx Ancestor completely forgot everything, even the way the Buddha 'invited' him selectively forgot that the 'Holy Position' had occupied the heart of the Styx Ancestor and completely confused him.