The white light is very warm, just shining on the cat.

Lin Shu and Ling Fengxiao looked up and saw that there seemed to be endless void after the white crack.

The cat, which was originally dying, actually opened its round green eyes again.

The disappearing spirit gradually returned.

An indescribable soft white light enveloped their vision. In the white light, a figure gradually appeared.

acquaintance.

A young man in brocade clothes, holding a golden fan in the other hand, with handsome eyebrows and gentle smiles in his eyes.

Lin Shu had met this young master on Huandang Mountain, played chess with him, and heard him speak about the way of heaven - he didn't know the exact identity of this young master, but only knew that he was a person in the fairy world.

"Heiyuan, how did you fall into such a field?" the young master said with a smile.

Qingyuan said "meow" with a bad voice.

The young master took it from Ling Fengxiao, then looked at Ling Fengxiao: "I said why you haven't ascended for so long? It turns out that you are happy to be with the beauty."

Qingyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The young master said to Ling Fengxiao: "Thank you for helping Qingyuan overcome the tribulation. Now the cause and effect are over. I will lead it to the fairy world."

Ling Fengxiao: "How is its injury?"

The young master said, "It's okay. I will take care of you in heaven, and there are several other old masters. You will be cured in three days."

Ling Fengxiao said: "Thank you."

The young master saw Lin Shu again in a blink of an eye: "It turned out to be you."

Then he looked at the surrounding blood mist and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

Lin Shu was quite embarrassed: "Fight."

"This is not right..." The young master's voice sank, looking at the bloody stars and moon in the sky: "Blood is applied to the wild, the Beidou is reversed... Who did it?"

Ling Fengxiao touched the breath of the witch, and then said to the young master: "He is not dead yet."

The young master frowned and walked here. He wanted to investigate. A crisp voice came from the Yingbai crack: "Young Master Chen! Come back quickly! Qingming and Yuehua are fighting again!"

Young Master Chen said angrily: "Do you can go to Chiling Mountain to repair the sky."

His figure was faintly illusory.

I heard Mr. Chen speak very quickly and said, "My illusion cannot last for too long, listen."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

Mr. Chen said: "This person is not a human being, and has transformed into a spiritual body, so I don't know what his original body is, but he feeds on the resentment of sentient beings, and before his death he triggers the strange phenomena of heaven and earth to accumulate strength... The world will be in chaos."

Ling Fengxiao: "Why is it messy?"

The young master asked: "Is this a chaotic era? A prosperous era?"

Ling Fengxiao: "Troubled times."

Young Master: "How many years have you been in chaos?"

Ling Fengxiao: "Three hundred years."

"The people are born in the prosperous times, and ghosts are born in the troubled times." The young master looked at the star of Yin Blood in the sky: "In the troubled times, creatures are in troubled times, and the resentment of sentient beings has accumulated for three hundred years, and they are gathered together by him, and they can no longer be dissolved... When he dies completely, the resentment of living beings will scatter in the world, and demons in the world are rampant... unstoppable."

After saying this, the young master seemed helpless again: "I haven't looked down for only a few years, why did such a mess happen?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "How to solve it?"

Young Master: "I have never seen this before-"

His figure became more and more illusory.

There are barriers that cannot be crossed between the immortal world and the human world, and the immortal's illusion body cannot stay in the mortal world for a long time.

The young master said, "You can only act according to the opportunity."

Ling Fengxiao: "..."

Ling Fengxiao had nothing to say, but Lin Shu had a question.

He said to the young master: "Eight secret books..."

"The eight secret books are related to the people of the world," the young master seemed to know what he wanted to ask: "If you can destroy it, you must not let the eight secret books be collected in the hands of those who are not good at thinking..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing, and his figure also dissipated between heaven and earth.

The cat poked his head out from behind the young master's shoulder and finally "meowed" at them.

Then, the white crack in the sky slowly closed, as if it had never appeared before.

And the top of this tower is still filled with blood mist.

Lin Shu listened to the crying in the wind.

The young master said that this is the resentment of sentient beings.

A person's resentment is nothing. At most, after death, he turns into a ghost and is subdued by the immortal path - just like the corpse crawling around the ghost city of Minzhou, resentful ghosts.

In troubled times, people cannot eat or wear food, do not cover up their bodies, separate their wives and children, blame the world, blame the dynasty, and blame themselves...

If everyone's resentment gathers together in this world...

"I know why the great witch established a country of paradise." Lin Shu heard Ling Fengxiao say slowly: "It's not that he is obsessed with it, he doesn't know that the country of paradise is a castle in the air...but that the people of the world, in the midst of chaos, hope to have a country of paradise."

Ling Fengxiao's voice was very low: "Young Master said that he took the resentment of the people as the source of strength, so he would do what the people wanted to do. He wanted to create a worry-free and worry-free illusion so that everyone in the world could live and work in peace and have no worries about food and clothing."

"That's why he said that he could not be willing or unwilling to do this." Ling Fengxiao approached the corpse of the witch, as if he was talking to Lin Shu, and as if he was talking to himself: "He also knew that if he negotiated peace, truce, and nourished people's livelihood, the people would be able to have a better life in a hundred years. But the billions of people in the world were born in troubled times and grew up in troubled times, without education, natural disasters, heavy taxes, who would believe... the dynasty would make things better?"

Perhaps, at the beginning, the people believed in the dynasty.

But the dynasty can only train troops, collect taxes, and be harsh and fierce than tigers. For a hundred years, they have long regarded the dynasty as tigers and blamed the dynasty as tigers.

From disappointment to despair, the dynasty cannot believe, today's suffering has reached its extreme, tomorrow cannot be expected, they can only turn to believe in the illusory after life, hoping to be reborn after death and be reborn in a state of blissfulness, peace, no hunger, war, and no dynasty's jurisdiction.

This is the grudge of sentient beings, the source of the strange power of the great witch.

——This is also the vow of sentient beings.

As for what the great witch is and why she can master such power, they don’t know.

The most urgent task is that after the great witch dies, the resentment will disappear. According to the young master, the resentment of the people over the past few hundred years will directly turn into resentful souls and evil spirits, and demons in the world will be rampant and unstoppable.

He saw the body of the great witch gradually dissipating.

Starting from the edge of the body, it turns into ashes and scatters between heaven and earth.

In the sky and under the ground, the blood and energy are getting stronger and stronger.

He also saw Ling Fengxiao staring at the corpse of the great witch and silently spoke.

The blood-red light shone out from the witch's body.

When the corpse of the great witch was completely dissolved, the whole thing revealed.

A blood-red, crystal-like thing, like the blood color in the sky and under the earth, condensed and compressed.

The reason why the great witch can condense and manipulate the resentment of sentient beings is most likely related to it.

It beating slightly, like a heart, its color is unknown and resentful. As it beats, the rhythm of the blood mist flowing also changes.

Lin Shu saw that its edge began to melt little by little!

A drop of blood fell, and an extremely evil blood-colored meteor was drawn from the sky.

Anyone with a discerning eye can guess that when this heart melts completely, it is when all the demon stars in the sky fall. Combined with the young master's statement, resentment will soon be born in the world and demons will rampant.

One hand held the heart.

Slim fingers, cool white color.

Ling Fengxiao's hand.

"Baby." Ling Fengxiao looked at him.

His eyes were gentle and seemed to be very lonely.

He said very slowly: "Baby, I'm going to get dirty."
Chapter completed!