As soon as he climbed Taixuan Peak, Zhang Yinyin immediately dropped the gloomy bright clouds, and ran towards the courtyard where Jingxiao Zhenren lived like the wind. Mingyun hurriedly followed a few steps, and then stopped suddenly. Along the way, Zhang Yinyin and his words added up to no more than five sentences.

Mingyun has an introverted personality, handles things steadily, and never has any outstanding points. Although Jing Xiao Zhenren has always praised him for his talent, and he is indeed an outstanding disciple of the younger generation, Zhang Yinyin, who has a flying temperament, has never liked to get along with this senior brother more, and he is bored to death. After the battle of Pyeongchang, Zhang Yinyin was even more dissatisfied with Mingyun's shrinking performance, if it weren't for the fact that there was a senior brother from his own sect by his side, with Zhang Yinyin's temperament, he was afraid that he would be angry with Mingyun earlier, and then leave, how could he pretend to be a color to him?

Zhang Yinyin walked through the hall and passed through the room, castrating like a meteor, and only after the back hall, he shouted: "Dad, mother, I'm back!" The disciples of Taixuan Palace retreated one after another when they heard the voice.

In the blink of an eye, she had rushed into the back garden and shouted, "Dad, mother, I have seen the monsters of the endless sea this time!"

In the back garden, Jing Xiao Zhenren is drinking tea while playing chess with ** Lan Yi. Hearing Zhang Yinyin's shout, he looked happy, got up and smiled: "Yin Yin, you're finally back!"

"yes...... Ah!" Zhang Yinyin stopped suddenly, screamed, and looked at the old man with snow in front of him in disbelief. Judging by his appearance and clothes, he should be his father. But how could Jing Xiaozhen, who was originally as elegant as a fairy, be so old?

Zhang Yinyin stood stunned for a moment, then suddenly threw herself into Jing Xiaozhen's arms, crying: "Dad, how did you become like this, what happened?"

**Lan sighed on the side: "Your father was plotted by a traitor in Luoyang, and his injuries are still not healed. After a while...... The way will be restored. ”

Zhang Yinyin didn't notice the pause in ** Lan's words, and finally went to most of his mind after hearing the words. But when she raised her head and met Jing Xiaozhen's eyes, she became more and more frightened and cold: "No...... No, Dad, where is your true yuan? What about the original god? Why can't you see it! Dad...... You...... Your Ways ......"

Jingxiao Zhenren stretched out his arms and took his beloved daughter in his arms, stroked her hair lovingly, and said with a smile: "Silly child, you are my daughter of Zhang Jingxiao, how can you not think about it like those earthly children? Since I have no hope of ascending in this life, then reincarnation is a matter of time." What is the difference between being early and late? The sooner you reincarnate, the sooner you can build the Great Dao. Yin Yin, you are talented, can't even break this? Dad can't rest assured that it's just you, you have been too smooth sailing since you were a child, Dad is only afraid that you won't be able to stand setbacks and suffer in the future. ”

Zhang Yinyin stared at Jing Xiao's eyes that were really aware of the world, but they were no longer bright, and bit her lower lip and said, "Dad, don't worry, I can suffer anything." Who did you do this, I must avenge you!"

Jing Xiao Zhenren smiled and said: "Who did it, even I can't tell now." However, the cycle of heaven and retribution is not happy, since that person has harmed me, he will show his traces one day. If you want to avenge me, that's okay, when you enter the Shangqing realm, you can consider this matter when you can do it. ”

"Shangqing......" Zhang Yinyin read silently a few times and nodded vigorously.

She had already suppressed her grief, gritted her teeth and thought about revenge, but suddenly lowered her head and leaned into Jing Xiao's arms, wow, and cried hysterically.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Yinyin walked out of the courtyard where he lived, his eyes slightly red and swollen. With her deeds and love for her appearance, she still can't suppress the crying marks, and it is obvious that she cried all night last night.

As soon as she left the courtyard, she walked towards the avenue in the direction of the Taishang Daode Palace. A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Yin Yin, where are you going?"

Zhang Yinyin turned his head and saw Mingyun standing on the side of the road, his green sermon robe was a little wet, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time in this cold and dewy morning. Mingyun's eyes were a little blue, showing that he had no sleep last night.

Since he regarded Ji Ruochen as his enemy and began to cultivate diligently, Zhang Yin Yin rarely met with Mingyun and other sect brothers even in Taixuan Peak, and after starting to practice the Heavenly Fox Secret, he may not be able to meet it once in a month. And she doesn't like Mingyun Mu to be dull, so she talks to him less and less. Seeing Mingyun inquiring at this time, she said impatiently: "I'm going to find Ziyang Zhenren, do you have something?"

Mingyun's face changed, he struggled for a moment, and said, "Yin Yin, you're not going to find Ziyang Zhenren, but to find Ji Ruochen, right?"

Zhang Yinyin's two willow eyebrows slowly erected, his face was already covered with clouds, and he said coldly: "Senior Brother Mingyun, I'll go to Ziyang Zhenren, if I ask Senior Brother Ruochen if he has returned to the mountain by the way, is there anything wrong with this?"

Mingyun wanted to speak and stopped, and finally smiled bitterly: "This ...... Of course, there's nothing wrong with that. Come with me first, and I'll take you to see something. ”

Zhang Yinyin's patience has never been good, and when he saw that he was talking with the first paragraph but not the last sentence, he was about to have a seizure. It's just that after going through so many things, her temper has also subsided a lot, and she has always known that Mingyun has a calm personality and never does inexplicable things, so she just stares at Mingyun motionlessly at the moment, waiting for him to explain further.

Mingyun took in Zhang Yinyin's reaction, sighed in his heart, and said, "The place you are going to is just by the way, and it will not be delayed." "Let's take the lead.

Seeing that Mingyun just didn't want to say what he wanted to take her to see, Zhang Yinyin frowned vigorously. Seeing that he really took the avenue to the Taishang Daode Palace, he didn't want to delay any longer, so he suppressed his temperament and followed. In a blink of an eye, the two crossed the rope bridge, entered the Taishang Daode Palace, bypassed the main hall, and stopped in front of the majestic and magnificent Invitation Moon Palace.

The Inviting Moon Hall is five stories high, which is already very magnificent and magnificent, and it is a place used by the Daode Sect to hold celebrations and banquets for guests and friends. At this time, dozens of Taoist priests were busy inside and outside the Yueyue Palace, planting trees and moving flowers, placing stones to lead springs, repasting gold leaf, and setting up jade railings.

Zhang Yinyin was suspicious in his heart, and then thought of the journey, there were Taoist priests everywhere cleaning up weeds and broken leaves, washing away rare beasts, and looking like they were going to hold a celebration. But what kind of celebration is this a celebration that is not a festival or a festival?

She looked at Mingyun, who was still silent beside her, pursed her lips, and wanted to pull a famous Taoist priest to ask. But a wisp of inexplicable fear crept into her heart, I don't know if it was Mingyun's strange look, or the hidden worry that had always been entrenched in her heart, but she was suddenly a little scared, and she didn't dare to uncover this mystery.

She didn't speak, and Mingyun didn't say a word. The two of them stood beside the road like this, and looked at the Inviting Moon Hall with the two stone roars beside them.

Finally, a Daoist noticed them, walked over and asked with a smile, "Miss Yin Yin, is there anything wrong?"

In this way, Zhang Yinyin could no longer avoid it, forced a smile to himself, and said: "Dare to ask Dao Chief, why do you want to rebuild the Inviting Moon Palace?"

The chief smiled and said, "It turns out that Miss Yin Yin still doesn't know, in more than two months, it will be a good day for my Zong Ji Ruochen and Yunzhong Ju Gu Qing to get married." Ziyang Zhenren will personally go to Yunzhong Juxia to give a dowry, and then it is said that Yunzhong Juzhang will also turn on and off for a month, and personally send Gu Qing to Xixuan Mountain, and complete the big gift. That's why we have to tidy up the garden and rebuild the temple so that the guests who come to watch the ceremony will not laugh at it......"

Zhang Yinyin only felt a buzz in her ears, and her eyes were full of scattered strips of light, and there seemed to be countless voices hugging at the same time, as if thousands of people were desperately saying something to her at the same time. However, it is completely impossible to discern what these many voices mean when they come together.

The chief said something later, and she didn't hear anything.

She didn't want to hear it either.

It seemed that someone wanted to pull her, and she shook her hand hard, and the nasty obstacle flew somewhere.

"Yin Yin!" Mingyun's color changed, and he screamed, wanting to hold her again, but as soon as he moved, the true yuan in his body suddenly burned, like boiling soup!

His face was blood-red, he snorted, and fell backwards.

The Dao Chang was also affected on the side, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and his face turned white. But as soon as he saw Mingyun's situation, he immediately knew that something was wrong, and he couldn't bear to feel unwell, so he slapped his palm on Mingyun's heart, and while suppressing his boiling true yuan, he shouted: "Someone!

Zhang Yinyin rose from the ground like a colorful cloud, standing in the air, the colorful light radiated from her body, swirling on the surface of the skin, every inch of space, when the fragrance diverged, and the different phases were clustered. Her posture moved, as if she was slow and fast, and floated into the distance.

The Taoist priests who were busy on the left had been alarmed, and several Taoist monks realized that the situation was not right, and wanted to stop her, and as soon as they entered the place where she was a zhang long, they fell to the ground one after another. When the Dao chief saw this, he hurriedly picked up Zhenyuan and shouted: "Don't approach Miss Yin Yin, be careful that the Dao heart is broken!

Before his cry fell, Zhang Yinyin had broken through the obstacles and had already gone far away.

Zhang Yinyin had no idea how he got out of the Taishang Daode Palace, crossed the rope bridge, and returned to Taixuan Peak. She only vaguely felt that there seemed to be many, many people around her, asking her many, many things, and she had a headache that was about to burst. Finally she reached a familiar place, closed the door, and shut out all the noise of the dead.

For a moment, she felt a little clearer, looking around in a daze. Looking at the furnishings, it seems to be her room, but where did the empty wine jars come from?

Just these few simple thoughts had already made Zhang Yinyin tired, her head hurt again, and the scene in front of her was blurred again. I don't know how long it took for her wandering consciousness to return.

This time, it was because of a fierce pain in my heart.

She felt as if she was walking forward, but she didn't know where it was. It wasn't until a drop of cold water fell on her forehead that the bone-soaked coolness faded the beating ribbon of color in front of her eyes. The focus of her eyes slowly condensed, and in front of her was a damp and damp corridor that seemed to never end, and it took a long time to recognize that this was the underground passage of the Zhenxin Temple.

Zhang Yinyin staggered forward, occasionally hitting the cave walls on both sides. Finally, she walked to the end of the corridor and saw the woman in white who had been standing like that for hundreds of years.

"Master......"

Zhang Yinyin only screamed, and suddenly a sharp pain surged up in his heart, and he couldn't help bending down. As soon as the pain subsided, she lifted the bottle and took a few big sips, which was a little better. After a few sips of wine, she looked at the half-empty bottle in her hand and was stunned, not knowing when the bottle of wine arrived in her hand.

Su Ji raised her hand and gently wiped it on her face. Zhang Yinyin realized that he had burst into tears.

She wasn't the girl who was squirming, but she wanted to cry very much at the moment, but only tears were flowing quietly, and she couldn't cry out no matter what. She wanted to drink the wine again, only to find that the wine bottle had run into Su Ji's hands at some point, and it had already been drunk. Su Jiao was still unsatisfied, her delicate cherry red tongue curled, and she swept off a few drops of wine on her lips. At that moment, even Zhang Yinyin was stunned.

After a few sips of wine, Su Ji's eyes lit up, stared at Zhang Yinyin and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's good wine, I haven't drunk it for five hundred years! In the past few years, Chenguang has not forgotten to give me some good wine. ”

Zhang Yinyin looked at Su Jiao's watery eyes, only to feel that she was bottomless, but very warm and warm. For a while, she just wanted to hide in the water of the two bays and pools, and she didn't think about anything anymore. Before she knew it, there was a warmth on her face, and tears were pouring out silently.

She said, "I lost ......"

Su Yao said: "I know. ”

"He said he wasn't a fairy. He told me this, and he knew that he couldn't stay in the sect anymore. But how could I tell anyone? Later, he met a man who was going to kill him, and that person was very powerful, and he was from the Qingxu Palace. If he left the Dao Dao Sect and was alone, how could he escape from that person? Later, when I met that person, I challenged that person. I thought that if that man killed me, my father would have killed him to avenge me, regardless of his sect or sect. In this way, it will be safe for him to walk in the future. However, I still lost. ”

Zhang Yinyin's tone was indifferent, and his tone was not calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

When it hurts so much, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Su Jiao's slender hand skimmed over Zhang Yinyin's forehead, straightened her messy hair, and asked with a smile, "Then do you regret it?"

Zhang Yin Yin was silent for a moment before he said, "I don't regret it." ”

Su Ji sighed lightly: "When you wanted to win, you actually lost. But if you don't regret it, then you can also say that you have won. Your heart is dead, your heart will naturally not move, and the foundation will be stable, so that you can stand up a thousand peaks. You know what hurts so much, and you know how to bring others into it. ”

Su Yao paused for a moment and said, "So only if you have lost, suffered, and your heart died, what you use is the real Tianhu Mind Suppression Technique!" Her voice echoed in the cell, still so soft and ethereal, but it was different from Su Ri's soul seduction, and there was something more that made the soul tremble.

Zhang Yinyin finally regained a little bit of vitality, looked back at Su Ji, and said, "Then Master, your heart calming technique ......."

Su Jiao smiled and said: "Xiao Nizi, you dare to doubt your master's ability! Back then, your master made many heroes in the world crazy with a heart of ice? It's just that I didn't go out of the mountains at that time, and I was just a sister who was not as good as Da because of my reputation." Although my sister died because of the king, she also had to be with the king for decades. It's just that in this way, her calming skills are not as good as mine. ”

Zhang Yinyin asked again: "Master's heart calming technique is so powerful, then, what kind of person is that person?"

Su Ji's expression on her face changed. Her heart has been like an ancient well for 500 years, but today's Zhang Yinyin's question has aroused countless long-sealed thoughts.

After a long time, she sighed faintly: "He, ah, is a piece of wood, no, a piece of the most ruthless ice." When I first saw him, he was sitting in the middle of the sea. Four hundred years later, when I was discouraged and looked at him for the last time, he was still sitting and unmoved. In the past four hundred years, no matter what means I have used, I have never been able to make him stay on me for a moment. In the big battle when my sister died thousands of years ago, Jiang Shang invited the immortal soldiers and generals, and our clan was defeated like a mountain, and thousands of clansmen would die every moment. At that time, the blood flowed on the earth for thousands of miles, and even the sea on which he sat was dyed blue! But he remained as immobile as a mountain, and would rather watch hundreds of thousands of his people fall than give a little help. If he is willing to help our clan, even if Jiang Ziya invites immortal soldiers, how dare he kill them all in such a hurry; how can those so-called heroes who are hypocritical, false, and majestic, dare to be so rampant? The defeat is timed, and I scold him for being ruthless and unjust, but he says that I am young and ignorant, and I cannot see through reincarnation, and I cannot distinguish cause and effect. At that time, I went away in a rage, went down to the Heavenly Punishment Mountain, and led the surviving clansmen to hide in Tibet, and finally found a few places to survive. ”

The secret of blood and fire in the previous dynasty, even if it was said in her tactful voice like a song, was also full of gunsmoke and murderous atmosphere.

Speaking of this, Su Ji suddenly smiled and said, "But ah, I have never regretted it." A moment ago, she was still telling the tragedy of grief and blood flowing thousands of years ago, but at this moment, her smile was like an innocent virgin in the deep boudoir.

Zhang Yinyin only heard it thrillingly, and when he heard the sentence 'I have never regretted being outdated', he was suddenly stunned!

When the dull pain in my heart was secretly born again, an irresistible tiredness suddenly surged into my heart. Zhang Yinyin's body softened, and he slowly fell down, muttering, "Master, I'm so tired." Don't let people ...... Wake me up......"

Su Ji helped Zhang Yinyin to sit on the ground together, adjusted her posture, gently put her head on her lap, and said softly, "Don't worry." Except for Ziwei's little guy, no one can enter here, Master. ”