Someone!

This is the answer that Lin Yizhi and Nangong Yijin thought of at the same time, and the two of them didn't care about the horror in their hearts, turned around, and rushed towards the outside of the ancestral hall.

Lin Yizhi's speed was raised to the extreme, he knew that this person hidden in the shadows must have some shocking secret, and it was even very likely that when he pushed the door open, this person was still in the ancestral hall and did not come out.

If you were faster, you might be able to block this person in the ancestral hall for the rest of his life.

It's just that he didn't have time to regret it.

Nangong Yijin only felt that an afterimage brought a gust of wind, as if he had a flower in front of him, and then saw that Lin Yizhi had already come to the center of the backyard of the house.

What a quick move!

Nangong Yijin secretly thought, Fang Cai's instantaneous body technique was really performed by a person who cultivated in the exorcism period? That feeling that was almost like a flash of light, in his opinion, if there was no cultivation of the three or so Jindan, it would be impossible to achieve it alive or dead.

But Lin Yizhi in front of him clearly only understood that he was only cultivating the Great Perfection of Exorcism, how did he do it?

However, this kid's cultivation method is already strange, perhaps......

No!

Nangong Yijin slapped his head violently, and he suddenly had a thought, which made him feel extremely cold from head to toe, and he was already frightened.

Could it be that he, like his biological father, cultivated that evil feat?

Nangong Yijin's heart tightened, and he prayed secretly, God and Buddha bless, that stupid boy must not practice that kind of exercise!

In a trance, he had pulled down Lin Yi for a distance, and hurriedly walked a few steps before he caught up.

Lin Yizhi stood in the vast night, holding a white candle in his hand, shining back and forth in the center of the courtyard several times.

There was a faint light in his eyes, shining in the dark night.

Be sure to find him!

Nangong Yijin was not idle, constantly looking for every corner in this backyard.

After searching for a long time, Mo said that there was not even a human figure, that is, there was not even a living thing.

Nangong Yijin was a little dejected and rushed to Lin Yizhi: "I said, little brother, that person may not want to see us, just go away." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yizhi and Nangong Yijin felt a black shadow flickering in the dark corridor at the front, bringing a burst of cold wind.

The white candle in Lin Yizhi's hand was also blown by the cold wind brought by the black shadow.

The two of them instantly turned their heads to look at the dark corridor, and sure enough, they saw that in the dense fog at the dark corridor, there seemed to be a black-clothed figure who was rapidly drifting towards the front yard.

The figure flashed without pausing, drawing a long black arc in the dark corridor.

Lin Yi's heart was shocked, he suddenly felt that this black figure was not so familiar for a reason, as if it was lost in his heart, and even he secretly thought that this person had been dead for a long time, and had become a handful of loess scattered with the wind.

However, this night, this dark figure once again reminded him of this person in an instant, and he recognized it at a glance.

That dark shadow must be him, and he can't be wrong!

"Who's where?" Stop——" Lin Yizhi and Nangong Yijin shouted at the same time.

The dark shadow seemed to pause when he heard their voices, and then galloped faster and faster.

Lin Yizhi roared: "Old Dao, I'll chase after you first, you hurry up!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yizhi's figure was already like an arrow off the string, and he chased closely towards the black shadow that went straight from the dark corridor to the front yard.

Two black shadows were like lightning, fiercely chasing in the darkness and fog.

One after the other, they drifted into the front yard almost at the same time.

Lin Yizhi saw it clearly, that figure, that movement, he almost blurted out the name he identified.

However, at a distance of three zhang, Lin Yizhi said secretly, and with one more shake, he could rush to the front of this black shadow.

But at this moment, a dense white mist suddenly rose around the black shadow, and in a moment, this inexplicable white mist completely enveloped the black shadow, and Lin Yizhi, who was close at hand, couldn't see the figure in the white mist at all.

When the white mist rose and rolled thickly, Lin Yi's afterimage also came closer.

The white fog was cloudy, and Lin Yizhi knew that the person he had thought of in countless nights must be inside.

He's alive!

To be alive is everything.

The white fog blocks my vision, how can it stop my stirring heart?

Without hesitation, Lin Yizhi stretched out his embracing hands towards the white mist.

However, when his hand reached in, the original excited expression on his face froze there, and gradually the excitement faded from his eyes like a tide.

Loss, incomprehension, doubt, and even unconcealable loneliness surged into his eyes.

He stood there, his body trembling, and his outstretched hands trembling.

Because, the hand that passed through the white mist, empty, did not touch anything.

It was just a white mist that suddenly rose, and there was no one in it.

He thought that his outstretched hand would hold the hand that had been waving at him in the pouring rain desperately eight years ago.

That person, eight years ago, in the heavy rain, waved his hand vigorously at him, and at the same time looked up to the sky and shouted: "Run...... Run to the mountain of sorrow!"

Yet, full of hope, he still held his hand empty.

He seemed unconscious, and the wooden clay sculpture stood there, forgetting to find the reason why the black shadow had disappeared into thin air, and forgetting to withdraw his outstretched hand.

Those two hands, still in the white mist, maintained that hugging posture.

Until, the white fog slowly dissipated.

He could clearly see that his hands were really empty.

Lin Yizhi could no longer restrain his emotions, and suddenly looked up at the sky without any starlight.

Looking up to the sky and roaring: "Uncle Heiya! Uncle Heiya! I know it's you, it must be you! This mansion has been preserved, and the incense ashes in this ancestral hall are all you! It's all you! But why don't you want to see me? Why!"

"Uncle Heiya, do you know that the past eight years have been so hard! Until I saw you, I thought that I had gone out of the Sorrow Mountain and hit you, even if I wandered the world, I was no longer afraid, because of you, you protected me like you did back then...... But Uncle Heiya, why don't you come out to see me......"

No one answered him, only the cold wind weeping, as if in response to the sorrow in his heart.

He shouted over and over again, hoping that Heiya would see him, and then came out of the darkness and hugged him tightly.

Then tell him softly, as he did back then: "Child...... Don't be afraid!"

However, until Lin Yizhi's voice couldn't shout, until he didn't have any strength in his body, the black shadow never appeared in his eyes again.

Huge exhaustion hit, and Lin Yizhi slowly collapsed in the courtyard.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound of clattering footsteps coming from behind Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi's body was shocked, he thought that Heiya had finally appeared, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw Nangong Yijin, who was sweating profusely, running out of breath.

It turned out that Nangong Yijin, who did not perform the Five Ghost Handling Technique, was an old man with slow legs and feet.

Seeing that it was him, Lin Yizhi slowly turned his head away and didn't say a word.

Nangong Yijin knew that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't care. Just like him, half lying side by side with him in the courtyard.

Neither the old nor the young spoke, but they all looked up at the dark sky and listened to the cold wind in their ears.

Fengling Dead Village, very quiet.

After a long time, Nangong Yijin felt that Lin Yizhi's breathing was much calmer, so he asked softly, "That person is lost?"

Lin Yizhi nodded and said, "It's just that I ...... blamed me for being too slow."

Nangong Yijin hurriedly shook his head and said, "Your speed is the fastest I've ever seen in your level of cultivation!"

Lin Yizhi thought that Nangong Yijin was comforting him, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.

After a pause, Nangong Yijin asked casually: "I didn't mean to comfort you on purpose, in addition to the path of leaving sorrow and boundlessness, have you also learned other exercises, such as the ...... left to you by your biological father?"

Nangong Yijin already knew Lin Yizhi's life experience, because those things in the ancestral hall explained everything. Lin Yizhi also had no intention of concealing it, in his opinion, although this Nangong old Taoist popped out a few words from time to time that seemed to be beyond common sense, but he did not have the slightest aura of cultivation on his body, and he could not do any harm to himself, so his life experience did not matter to him.

It's just that Nangong Yijin seems to be a really random question, and Lin Yi, who only asked, chuckled in his heart. Why did he ask him this? Is it tempting?

The corner of Lin Yizhi's eyes looked towards Nangong Yijin.

I saw that the old man was half lying beside him, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be a little drowsy.

It seems that he didn't want to ask each other.

Lin Yizhi's voice was flat: "I haven't even seen my biological father's face, and my qualifications are poor, I have studied this Worryless Infinite Dao for eight years, if it weren't for some chance, it is estimated that I wouldn't even be able to achieve today's cultivation, where have I learned the exercises left by my biological father?"

After saying that, Lin Yizhi quietly glanced at Nangong Yijin, wanting to see how he reacted.

His eyes were actually closed, and he seemed to let out a few slight snoring sounds.

Lin Yizhi shook his head, secretly thinking that this day was a lot of toss, and it was indeed not easy for Nangong Lao Dao to be a lot older.

I plan to close my eyes and breathe for a while.

Suddenly, Nangong Yijin, who was asleep, seemed to remember something, opened his eyes suddenly, straightened up and said, "Something I forgot?"

"What......" Lin Yizhi didn't open his eyes, and still replied while pranayama.

"How did you offend those people?" Nangong Yijin leaned over and asked.

Lin Yizhi shook his head and said, "How do I know? I don't even know where they came from!"

Nangong Yijin blinked and said, "You really don't know ?......"

"I don't know ......"

When Nangong Yijin heard this, he seemed to have momentum, turned over and sat up and said, "The night is long, and I have no intention of sleeping." Then Dao Ye will tell you how they came from?"

Lin Yizhi opened his eyes and seemed to be in disbelief: "You know them?"

Nangong Yijin suddenly became angry, and his chest snapped and said: "Master Dao, I go south and north, I know everything, if the origin of this group of people is not clear, I am really sorry for my age." ”

Lin Yizhi saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he said, "You said come and listen......

seemed to think of something again, and then said: "Let's say okay first, this is not to give money!"

Nangong Yijin thought about it for a while, and seemed to be quite generous and said: "Okay, for the sake of our friendship, I will give it to you!"

Lin Yizhi nodded and said, "That's okay, you can say it!"

Nangong Yijin shook his head and said: "I look at their dress, as well as their moves, I can be sure that they are cultivators." ”

Lin Yizhi interjected: "This nonsense, fools can see that they are cultivators. ”

Nangong Yijin glared and said, "Don't interject......"

Lin Yizhi nodded, and Nangong Yijin glanced at him with disgust and continued: "It's just that there is a rule in the Xiuzhen Realm, if the two parties fight, they must not be in the big city, this Liyang is one of the famous big cities in the Central Plains, and the ordinary small sect or the famous big sect will not choose here to intercept you." There is only one sect that can do this......"

"Which sect?"

"Jiuxiao Emperor Jue Palace!" Nangong Yijin looked serious, and he paused word by word.

Lin Yizhi thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, and I don't have any enmity with them!"

Nangong Yijin rolled his eyes and said, "You haven't even heard of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace...... Well, what a hassle. This Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall is a cultivation sect in the world. But it doesn't belong to any kind of decency or demonism. This sect is quite special because behind it is the supreme emperor of this world."

"What...... He is already the supreme person in the world, why ......" Lin Yizhi was a little stunned.

Nangong Yijin smiled and said: "What's so strange about this, it's the emperor, his lifespan is only a hundred years, who doesn't want to live forever?" Originally, when the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall was formed, the emperor of the human world originally wanted to cultivate the true Dao by himself, and he could live and be with the sky. But it can't contain any true qi at all. In the end, I had to give up!"

Lin Yizhi was puzzled: "Why is this? Why can a mortal like me cultivate the true Dao, but the emperor of the world can't practice?"

Nangong Yijin smiled, and his voice was quite vicissitudes: "The world scolds this sky for having no eyes, and creating people to make people, but everyone knows that there is a law of heaven on this day, and cultivating immortals is to change one's life against the sky." However, mortals, with different identities, have different paths in their lives. This is the way of the heart.

"Heart?" Lin Yizhi was puzzled.

Nangong Yijin nodded and said, "The way of heaven is in the sky, and the way of the heart is in the people." The so-called heart is the original desire of people. Most of the time, the way of heaven is great and difficult to violate, and mortals are small, and the way of the heart is not worth mentioning. Therefore, most mortals do not feel the existence of the Heart Dao, and when they cultivate the Dao of Enlightenment, the Dao they realize is the Dao of Heaven. Once the Heavenly Dao is discovered, it is the day of the sun. And if someone is born with a strong heart, even the Heavenly Dao cannot be controlled, then these people will not be able to cultivate the Heavenly Dao, they will not be able to become immortals, they can only cultivate the Dao of the Heart. ”

Nangong Yijin sighed: "For example, the chivalrous man cultivates the chivalrous way of the heart, and the heroic man cultivates the domineering way of the heart, and the mortal emperor cannot cultivate the way of heaven and become an immortal, all because their heart is the unique way of the emperor in this world!"

Lin Yizhi's expression was amazed, he had heard of the so-called Dao for the first time, and the difference between the Dao of Heaven and the Dao of the Heart.

"It turns out that this Taoist character is still so mysterious!" Lin Yizhi exclaimed.

Nangong Yijin sighed: "Actually, why is the immortal cultivator pure-hearted and has few desires, just because there is only one kind of Tao he cultivates, which is exactly the same Heavenly Dao. Only by holding the yuan and keeping one, enduring loneliness, can it become its avenue. This is the luck of immortal cultivators, and it is also the misfortune of immortal cultivators. ”

"And the way of the heart is varied. And so on. Therefore, he is the only one who can achieve the pinnacle of various mental paths. Although they can't live forever, this feeling of being independent and arrogant to all beings may make up for it. Nangong Yijin sighed.

Lin Yizhi nodded, and suddenly quipped: "Then at your age, you don't cultivate immortals, but you know so much about the things in the cultivation realm, do you also cultivate the heart Dao?"

Nangong Yijin's face was full of vicissitudes and emotion: "Hehe, I'...... Sort of, it's just that if I talk about the way of my heart, my way of heart is neither chivalrous, nor domineering, or emperor......"

"What's that......"

"Perhaps...... It can be called a 'hidden' way!"

After that, he stood up slowly, the cold wind blew, the wide Taoist robe fluttered with the wind, and there was a faint bit of desolation and bitterness on the vicissitudes of life.

After a while, he sighed and said, "Don't talk about this, let's continue." The emperor of the world saw that he could not live forever, so he gave this Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall to one of his brothers, and the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall relied on the strong financial resources and power behind it, attracting many loose cultivators and strange people, and its status was higher than that of the three major cultivation families who were also attached to the emperor. Their task was to assassinate or spy on all the major cultivators they thought might threaten the worldly imperial power, and when necessary, even unite with some demon sects to assassinate certain cultivators. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded and said, "Oh, although I haven't heard of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, I really have something to do with them in the third family of Xiuzhen." ”

Nangong Yijin shook his head and said: "No, it should still be a problem of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, although the three major families are lower than the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, but they do not obey it, and the two parties act without interfering with each other except in special circumstances." Moreover, the man in purple today is the hall master of the Huangquan Hall of His Royal Highness Jiuxiao Huangjue. ”

"Huangquan Hall?" Lin Yizhi's sudden feeling was very familiar, and he suddenly remembered that Shizun had mentioned that there was a sect called Huangquan Hall among the demon sects that had been destroyed by the Snow Sacrifice Building back then.

Suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between the Huangquan Hall and the Huangquan Hall back then?"

Nangong Yijin smiled and said: "You don't know everything about the cultivation realm, this Huangquan Hall is the remnants of the Huangquan Hall that was destroyed back then, and it was taken in by the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace. In fact, this purple-clothed man is the second-to-last among the five hall masters of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, and his strength is also the second-to-last. These five hall masters each wear different colors of clothes. Don't be the weakest black-clothed Heavenly Crying Hall, followed by the purple-clothed Huangquan Hall, the third-strongest is the red-clothed Badao Hall, the second is the blue-clothed Soulless Hall, and the first is the white-clothed God Killing Hall. White, blue, red, purple, and black These are the five most powerful people in the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall except for the hall master. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded.

Nangong Yijin said: "Fang Cai, I heard that the man in purple said the word "master" when he reprimanded his subordinates. I know that this is an order issued by the lord of the first hall of the Nine Heavens Huangjue Palace, and he wants to hunt you down!"

"What? I don't even know who the hall master is, how can I hunt me down?"

Lin Yiyi's face was depressed, and he suddenly said, "That's right...... Who is the hall master of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace!"

Nangong Yijin said word by word: "It seems that there is a title, which was given to him by the worldly emperor, what is it called the Nine Heavens God King...... Mo Hu!"

It turned out to be him! Lin Yizhi was suddenly dumbfounded.