Shen Lian opened his mouth and spit out, and a more powerful sword qi blurted out.

The main hall shook for a while, and the sound of firecrackers and beans sounded, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's body seemed to be full of gas, and it increased sharply, and finally exploded directly in mid-air, eliminating the invisible.

The robes turned into the corners of countless broken butterflies, and they fell down one after another, and each corner of the clothes became a person.

These people were men and women, and all kinds of secret techniques rushed up for a while, all of which were Qingxuan Dao techniques that Shen Lian was extremely familiar with, and looking at the power of their Dao techniques, they also had a deep fire.

He seems to be alone against a certain era, those backbone disciples in Qingxuan.

Shen Lian walked leisurely, penetrating through these secret techniques~ interspersed in the past, and the film method did not stick to his body.

Although he is only a divine will now, he can still evolve all kinds of Dao techniques, and for every Dao technique that attacks him, he grasps ~ the flaw, and collapses with one blow.

Every spell was ruthlessly cracked by him, and everyone was easily killed by him.

These people are not fundamentally different from the hawkers, pedestrians, wealthy merchants, and scholars in the city, and they have all lost themselves, just shells.

When all the spells and characters in front of him were resolutely killed by Shen Lian, the hall became extremely quiet.

It's so quiet that it never makes a sound.

Silence, nothingness, can be endured for a while and a half, but the longer time passes, the eternal loneliness will swallow a flawless Dao heart one bite at a time.

Shen Lian heard the sound of dripping water.

"Tick, tick".

He saw the cornices outside the hall, and a drop of blood condensed from the corner of the cornice, and then flowed down and landed on the stone steps, and the blood was so distinct.

He smelled the scent of blood and saw a great rain of blood outside the palace, and the blood was rolling outside the hall, and the stagnant water was blood, no one was so thick, but it was just flowing and flowing.

At some point, he lay down on a bed~.

This should not be called a bed, but a piece of jade, in which there is a slight warm current, flowing into his body, causing a hot breath to swim in all his limbs.

A cold and delicate jade hand touched his forehead, Shen Lian opened his eyes and saw a slim girl, her eyes were like spring water, and there was infinite tenderness.

There is a beautiful person, just like Qingyang.

It's about a girl.

His eyes were a little misty, but his heart was like a mirror, the girl was too similar to Gu Caiwei.

When she saw Shen Lian open her eyes, she said with some joy: "Shen Lian, hurry up, today is the day of apprenticeship, and from now on you will be my junior brother." ”

Shen Lian looked at himself in the mirror, only about ten years old, thin and small, not yet grown, vaguely visible delicate eyebrows, and the girl behind him took care of his hair.

I found a slightly large shirt for him to wear.

Led by a girl who looked like Gu Caiwei, he came to the Patriarch's Hall and saw a woman sitting in the hall, very similar to Biyun. The portrait of Biyun next to it is empty, and it seems that this Biyun has come out of the portrait.

After going through the process of apprenticeship, it is time to bow down and thank the teacher.

But Shen Lian still stood and didn't bow down.

"The junior brother is not yet apprenticed. ”

"The junior brother is not yet apprenticed. ”

"The junior brother is not yet apprenticed. ”

The girl's voice is ninety percent similar to Gu Caiwei. It seems that this is really Gu Caiwei's girlhood.

Shen Lian stood with his hands in his hands, staring deeply, the real person in front of him, that is, the dead master he had never met.

Outside, there was a sound of water dripping again, still blood beads, still blood water, and it was about to rise into the temple as it spread.

The illusion in front of Shen Lian's eyes changed again, Gu Caiwei disappeared, the apprentice tea was gone, and the Biyun sitting in the hall was gone, still the same as before, he seemed to have never left this hall.

But he found that he didn't know when the portrait with Biyun's real person was empty.

In the rain of blood, in the blood outside the temple.

A woman, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked in from the majestic rain of blood.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and could hardly take their eyes off each other.

Shen Lian stared deeply at this woman who looked exactly like Biyun's real person, and said lightly, "Who are you?"

The woman said quietly: "I am naturally your master Biyun." ”

"You're not. Shen Lian said softly.

"I'm her, but I'm dead, you have to avenge me and kill Yanxu. ”

"You are a Heavenly Demon. Shen Lian ignored her words and said.

"What you said is right, I am a heavenly demon, but I am also Biyun, why do you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, even if I haven't taught you anything, but after all, I am also your master in name. The woman said leisurely.

Shen Lian said: "You just have her memories, all the remnants of the dead in this city have been devoured by you, along with the remnants of my Qingxuan's predecessors, you have also absorbed them." ”

"You're smart and wise, I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but since you're here, don't want to leave. The woman looked at Shen Lian as if she had seen food.

Shen Lian could clearly feel that she had a strong desire for herself, just like a person who hadn't eaten for a long time, and suddenly a mountain treasure was placed in front of her.

It's not easy for her to restrain herself.

Because this powerful Heavenly Demon also knew one thing very well, that is, Shen Lian had been brilliant from beginning to end.

She had never seen such a pure aura since she was born.

"You're wrong, I can go if I want. Shen Lian stood with his hands in his hands.

The woman smiled coldly, as if she didn't believe it, and said, "Then you go out and try it." ”

Shen Lian said: "Then goodbye." ”

Suddenly there was a light in him, pure, bright, that was the spiritual light of his nature.

When this light lit up, a crack opened in the void, swallowing Shen Lian, and he really left like this.

In the Taiwei Pavilion, countless points of light condensed.

A woman suddenly appeared and took a deep breath, which was the taste of freedom.

As a Heavenly Demon, if you lose your freedom, then there is nothing.

Fortunately, she still found her freedom, that Shen Lian is very smart, but unfortunately he doesn't understand, when he can come out, he can also catch ~ that gap to come out.

She has missed the days outside for a long time, and she wants to devour more thoughts and become the Lord of Heavenly Demons.

Driven by this happy emotion, she arrived at the door of Taiwei Pavilion and was about to walk out.

But suddenly my heart throbbed, and something was hanging at the door. It is three feet long, looks like iron, slightly purple and blue, like bluestone, and is shiningly carved.

There are also two words on it - 'too micro'.

Shen Lian stood outside the door, looking at her coldly, this is called luring demons out of the hole.

There was a wooden mallet in his hand, which he waved lightly, striking on the 'Taiwei', and the sound of Qingyue echoed in the heavens and the earth.

The woman was extremely uncomfortable at this sound and hugged her head.

(To be continued.) )