In addition to the remnants of the spiritual platform and bamboo slips, the library pavilion can only be covered with the four characters of broken walls and fallen walls.

The wind blows through Liaotai, and the wind is also terrifying, and the raindrops pass through the pavilion cave, and the rain also regrets. Just like this glorious building, it took a hundred years to lose and fall into ruin. Even if you don't make a mistake and an unexpected natural disaster, you will also die.

Therefore, to be able to know the destiny of heaven and to be able to transcend creation, this is better than the emperor's grand cause, and ambitious people want it. As for the accident, Dongfang Ji touched the unevenness of the broken section of the side beam, if I really have the destiny of the day, I will not be afraid of any accidents.

He walked towards the bamboo slip step by step, walking very slowly, very slowly, as if he was looking down and thinking about the joys and sorrows of this life, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he rubbed his temples and said to himself: "There are too many thoughts today, not good, not good." So he suddenly sighed loudly: "You can increase people's life, and you can bring the dead back to life, your treasure has attracted the world's deer, but fortunately today it finally fell into my hands, I will cherish it, and I will not let you be dusted." ”

In three or two steps, he had stepped on the jade steps of the Lingtai. Lingtai takes the jade as the body, the jade is broken and the light is not extinguished, not to mention that the jade is tough to steel, and now there are only shallow cracks, just as the beauty is only pitiful, and it does not lose its brilliance. Therefore, even Dongfang Yan's gray robe and withered face also looked exquisite and radiant.

As soon as he stood directly below the bamboo slip, he was about to stretch out his hand, when suddenly the entire building was surrounded by a thick black fog, and the light of the spiritual platform was also annihilated.

"Don't give up yet!" Dongfang scolded him, and the ice spirit gossip ring gave birth to a divination elephant, and the blue light burst through the black fog, expelling the darkness, and the divination elephant was like an electric shock, crackling and exploding on the fox's claws in a dot.

There was a howl in the black mist, rolling into a cloud of mist, lingering on the side of the spirit platform for a moment before dissipating, revealing the body of a demon fox without being a fox, and his front paws had been scratched, stained with blood stains on his palms. The Demon Fox King gasped and shouted at Dongfang: "I will never give up if I can't get the "Recipe for Death". ”

The back tail stretched into nine bows from the back of the Demon Fox King to the front palm, and the qi swam on it, opening the bow left and right, and the nine crescent light arcs shot sharply. Dongfang pouted his lips with interest, "Qian donkey skills are poor." Then on the ice gossip, a cloud of water gurgling

Rising from the tip of the bud, it instantly turned into a freshwater-colored fishtail in the air, fluttering a powerful air wave, then jumping a fan, the nine arcs of light were like a sea fishing lantern meeting a tsunami, immediately affected by the peak of the air wave, hitting the reef and sinking the ship;

Demon fairy water!

The fishtail that jumped in the air came to the Demon Fox King in the blink of an eye, turning into an invisible and shadowless light blue enchantment, fused into a piece of time and space, and the Demon Fox King didn't make any resistance at all, he found that his body was frozen and he couldn't move. This demon fairy water is the immortal water of the divine realm, and it is also the most valuable water spirit of the ice spirit gossip, the stronger the demon power, the stronger the imprisonment.

The Demon Fox King struggled to break through with his luck, but his qi and spirit were getting fuller and fuller, unable to overflow, and finally the red light exploded, and the nine-tailed fox's body shrank, turning into a non-human form, and fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, unable to move. At this time, he was in the half of the collapsed library, and the bright sunlight shone mercilessly on his face, making his originally fair complexion even paler, close to transparent.

Dongfang smiled and examined his masterpiece for a moment, then turned his back and was about to put his hand on the Yin and Yang Lock.

But he heard the painful voice of Wuwei coming from behind: "Since I was young, I have always respected you as a father, why have you ever treated you with little kindness? ”

Dongfang Yan's smile froze for a moment, and his fingertips paused in front of the gossip formation.

Memories abound.

"Dongfang, my eldest son, I will need you to work hard in the future. Wu Minggong's dry and powerful hand fell on Dongfang's shoulder.

In the main hall, Dongfang Yan's grateful voice sounded: "The minister should devote his whole life to assist the prince in order to follow His Majesty's virtue." ”

Wu Minggong handed a boxy yellow rosewood plaque with a faint red flush to Dongfang Yan's eyes, "There is one more thing." Tianteng has been stormy for a hundred years, and although there has been a slowdown in recent years, the country is still weak and the future is uncertain. Baosheji is stable, Mingjun Zaixian, and there is a long way to go. Dongfang, you are gifted, knowledgeable, very incomparable, in the future, this great responsibility will fall on your shoulders!"

Dongfang trembled and took the wooden plaque symbolizing the power of the national teacher, and a blood stirred in his young chest, "Thank you for the saint's grace, the minister will be smeared with liver and brain, serve the emperor's grace, and die!"

Wu Wei is a likable child, not only can he see his heroic posture since he was a child, but his mastery of the homeless purple gold exercise is also good, and he can already control the qi to split the stone platform at the age of seven. However, he has a straightforward and affectionate temperament, and his mind is too simple, which makes Wu Minggong very angry, so he once intended to cultivate the second prince with a bright mind, and later found that the second prince could not use the purple gold exercises, so he pinned his hopes on the eldest prince again.

The Great Prince divided people into only two kinds: good and bad. As long as those close to him say it, he is easy to believe. And he always likes to pester, and the Taishi and others who teach and preach keep asking questions, until they pestered the Taishi as soon as the lecture is over, they hurriedly walk out of the door, and only Dongfang will patiently answer all his questions.

Once after Dongfang taught him the Dao Method, Wu Wei asked, "Can I gain immortality by practicing the Dao Method?"

Dongfang said with a smile: "Actually, the most important thing is chance. ”

Wu Weiqi said: "Taishi and others have told me that the most important thing is to cultivate the mind, hard work, and perseverance, but you say that it is chance?"

"Due to fate, everyone has different talents, and those with high talents are better than ordinary people who practice for thousands of years, is it a chance?" "Destiny by nature, those classics say that the talent is ordinary and the self is hardworking, and finally because of the tenacity of nature, the immortal guide the way, is it a chance?"

Wu Wei nodded again, and continued: "Since everything can be attributed to chance, and chance is known, isn't immortality still unknown, and there is no perfect law?"

"I want to take shortcuts at a young age, hehe," Dongfang muttered, "It's a bit like me." He didn't answer immediately, but instead threw out a question, which was his usual way of dealing with Wuwei: "Where did you hear this immortal saying?"

Wuwei said excitedly: "The old man of the emperor's family patted his chest and told me that his aunt had the art of immortality and flew to the Immortal Mountain, and he saw it with his own eyes." ”

Dongfang squinted, "He said, you believe it? The prince is too easy to believe people's words, and he is not good." Let me ask, he is still two years younger than you, he is only eight years old this year, and his aunt Princess Spruce left the royal court eight years ago, he is still in infancy, how can he see his aunt 'soaring'?"

Wuwei thought about it, "Oh, I didn't think about it, I just thought his words were credible." What did he do to lie to me?"

Dongfang shook his head, "It's not that I'm lying to you, it's just that his mother dotes on him and feels that it's inconvenient to tell him about it, so he made up a story, and when he told you, he said it with his own eyes out of childlike psychology." So there are a lot of reasons behind everything. ”

"Adults say big things, children also talk big things", Wu Wei frowned, "It's really troublesome." ”

"Therefore you must not believe people's words, and it is better not to believe anyone. Dongfang said meaningfully.

"Doesn't this 'who' include you, the national teacher, and I don't even believe you?" smiled nonchalantly.

"The Dongfang Gang will always assist His Highness and will never hurt you, so His Highness can trust the East. Dongfang's voice was scattered in the dust.

The past was like smoke, and after Dongfang paused for a moment, he knew the gossip method well, so he directly put his hand that had condensed his qi and gently approached the Bagua array surrounding the bamboo slips.

Those vivid fonts are no longer flickering and fluttering, but directly appear as square and clear entities, rotating alternately like gears, obediently arranged to the correct position of the gossip. Dry three even, Kun six broken, Zhen Yang Yu, Gen covered bowl, away from the void, full of Kanzhong, with the lack of the top, Xun down the break.

Yin and yang pictograms, Taoism and law are born together.

Lock open!

At this time, the true qi wrapped in the Bagua Array showed a translucent covering, and the gap in the middle was cracked, stretching to both sides, revealing the bamboo slips wrapped in it, and the warm golden light was more abundant, and the yin and yang locks also crossed a layer of light orange. The holy afterglow of its font added a footnote to Yazhu, and the black mist of the demon fox scurrying around was also smoothed by this golden light at the moment of unlocking, and disappeared without a trace.

Dongfang opened his palm, and the "Recipe for Death" fell obediently, but when he turned his back to Wuwei to block his vision, he quickly dropped a drop of blood into the bamboo slip. After that, he held the "Recipe for Death" in his left hand, and in his right hand he used the ice spirit gossip to form an ice sword, the blade of the sword was cold, and the overly full qi spirit was accumulated on the blade, so that the tip of the sword hung down to the ground, winding and deep for ten miles.

He held on to the ice sword, and little by little approached the inaction on the ground.

"Do you have any last words?" Dongfang's eyes flickered slightly.

"Yes," Wu Wei raised his pale face, his eyes were full of ridicule, and in the depths was the perennial sorrow that could not be dissolved, and in the depths was the nothingness at the end of the crack, "Why did you give up on me and choose Jiuzhao." ”

Dongfang raised his head and looked at the sun, the backlight was dazzling, and his words did not have the false pretentiousness before, "Because you have a naïve temperament, you are fascinated for the sake of a woman, and you don't know how to scheming at all, and you are not enough to scheming!"

Time went back to before and after the eldest prince succeeded to the throne, and at that time, Dongfang's temperament became more and more irritable, but Wuwei was bent on bringing Lingzhi into the palace after succeeding to the throne, so that the two had many disputes.

When Wuwei rushed into Dongfang Yan's National Teacher Pavilion, Dongfang Yan waved his hand, and the illusion disappeared, leaving only a chic stove that was still burning green smoke in the middle.

"Dongfang, they all say that Lingzhi is not worthy of being a princess, nor can it be an emperor, what do you say?" Wuwei sat down on his seat angrily.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Ji said coldly and solemnly: "Your Highness will inherit the unification, and you should be the people of the world, and you can't ...... for a woman."

"Dongfang, why are you talking like those old ministers now? Bullshit, what's the matter, even you don't support me?"

"Your Highness's temperament is becoming more and more extreme, how can you set an example for all people. ”

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense. For the first time in so many years, Wu Wei had an argument with Dongfang Yan so far, "I'm going to find Lingzhi, you and those old guys are chattering." ”

Looking at the back of Wuwei in the distance, Dongfang looked straight at the stove that had just been extinguished, and sat down dejectedly. "Woe to the water, wings to protect it. Can't keep it, can't keep it!"

The same length is also passing through Wuwei's mind at this moment:

Later, when Lingzhi was slandered, he asked for advice, and Dongfang should not, and Lingzhi was seriously ill, and he begged him, but Dongfang should not. Until Lingzhi died, Wuwei's eyes were empty, standing in the cold night for night after night, drunk day after day, he watched coldly, suddenly stepped forward, changed his humble face, and talked about the search for immortals in the East China Sea.

What Dongfang said was the last straw for Wuwei, so Wuwei believed in him wholeheartedly, and couldn't listen to any advice from other loyal courtiers, even if he saw Taifu's blood book, he only didn't see it. Wuwei was his salvation, and who knew that he walked into the tomb he set up for him.

When he was on the vast boat in the East China Sea and saw the waves roaring, he suddenly woke up and shouted wildly: "Dongfang Yan, I can't believe it even if I die, you lied to me!"

The waves drowned out all traces of the world, all the cries.

At this moment, Dongfang Qi's Ice Spirit Sword was already on Wu Wei's neck, and his skin was affected by the qi, and a string of blood marks immediately bloomed.

Wu Wei's eyes had calmed down, and he continued: "Except for this reason. ”

Dongfang Ji was silent, no longer speaking, and slowly raised the hilt of his sword.

At this time, the ground shook from the palace gate, causing Dongfang to stagnate.

And above the blue sky above their heads, the white cranes flew over one after another, and above the white cranes, purple light flowed one after another.

Wuwei smiled. He muttered quietly, "I was just waiting for this moment." When the retribution comes, all sentient beings, and are controlled by the great demon king, are ten evils and five rebellions, are locked in prison, suffer day and night, and have no chance to escape. ”

Dongfang Yan said with a dark expression: "If you grow up, will you also know the "Extinction Sutra"?"

Wu Wei continued to recite: "If you cultivate the Demon Sect, the merit is immeasurable, and depending on the severity of the crime, each will receive retribution, or create a wide range of evil, and if you do not cultivate a piece of goodness, after your life is lost, you will be sentenced to 24 prisons and judged according to law." ”

Dongfang Yan smiled and said, "Yo, I've overtaken myself." ”

Wuwei's eyes were weak and gone, and in an instant, dark purple patterns spread from the corners of both eyes, "You are mistaken, I am overdoing it for you." ”

Dongfang was stunned: "Exceed it for me?"

The pattern spread behind his ears, and a purple light suddenly appeared from Wuwei's eyes, and Dongfang Yan saw that he had fallen into a purple flame circle under his feet. Dongfang hurriedly jumped out. He looked up at the sky and was shocked.

There is no difference between 10,000 years and a moment.

Within a radius of ten miles, the world-destroying fire came from the sky, and there was nowhere to escape, instantly annihilating the two of them and everything around them. This stream of fire is different from the previous demon fire, and in the flames, you can see the black shadow of the ghost crying, as if it is about to stretch out the ghost hand from the cage of fire.

The earth cracked, and the remaining half of the library was reduced to ashes. The flames of the dancing ghosts were even more hideous and painful, turning the scorching ground into a human purgatory.

In the chaos, I saw Wuwei's bloodstained clothes reappear in the air, and there was one more thing in his hand, which was "The Secret of Death".

The ghost shadow burst into flames, the ghost shadow was cut to pieces by the ice blade, and the figure of Dongfang Ji was also in sight.

??“ My emperor," Dongfang Yan reverted to his hard-to-distinguish style, looking like he wanted to cry without tears, "You want the contemptible person to open the lock and give the order directly, why do you need to make such a big detour." ”

There was no time to stay, so Wuwei hurriedly fled to the west.