Linghu Yu's relics were quickly sent back to the cave. He didn't have much stuff. After more than fifty years, his books and clothes were already rotten, and only a bag of oil paper was still intact.

It is a half-old book with words and pictures painted by Linghu Yu. Although the handwriting is sharp, it is not as cold as the letter.

It can be seen that he tried to condense his thoughts into flying blades very early, and his inspiration was actually the Paper God.

The more you turn, the fewer words and sentences are, sometimes even a mess of ink traces. Only two words are written on the last page: thoughts.

Linghu Zhenzhen tossed and turned her head and looked at the notebook, feeling her head loud and asked in a low voice: "Who do you think is?"

Qin Xi asked back: "Where is the younger sister?"

"I don't know." She pounded her head honestly, "maybe they are."

That's all.

Qin Xi plucked his hair: "I have always had a question, why did the immortal saint ask Fei Yin to pass on a message to you when he was in Qingzhou?"

Linghu Zhenzhen murmured: "Yes, after I saw that note, I always dreamed of the past."

The immortal saint wanted to hold the Pan Shen Si, but she was the best manipulation that she could not remember anything, so why did she do it in one go?

Qin Xi suddenly pinched her head: "You saw Xu Rui's album and strange stories in Qianchong Palace. Did your master ask you to go?"

"yes."

"He showed you the portrait and strange stories?"

Linghu Zhenzhen thought for a long time: "It seems that it's not him. I forgot who suddenly mentioned uncle, so I snatched it to see it."

The illusion created by Pan Shensi is extremely weak. The more flaws you find, the more you will think of the forgotten things. It seems that the immortal saint should have wanted to stimulate her to remember some past, so that she will not stay in the mountains whether it is out of emotion or reason.

It happened that the Lord of Ermai gave the warrant, and she hid from Ermaishan to figure out how to return the Pan Shen Si.

Qin Xi used his fingertips to gently stroke her head, and suddenly asked again: "Sister Sister, have you known the method of refining Pan Shen Silk in the past?"

"meeting."

"So your Pan Shen Si is already in your heart in Zilin Town. Is it because you want to refine it?"

"That's not." She shook her head, "When Pan Shensi was on me, I forgot all of this, and I don't know how Pan Shensi suddenly fell in love with her."

Qin Xi's fingertips suddenly stopped: "Has the Master of the Second Maid taught you?"

"What he taught is all about practice. He gave a method of calming the mind, not a method of refining."

"Do you still remember the mental method? Write it to your junior brother."

Linghu Zhenzhen has always been a dedicated person. When she was a craftsman, she drew all the talismans with good words. When she was a monk, she memorized all the mental methods. Even though she had been so long, she still wrote them without hitting them.

Qin Xi looked at the mind method two or three times back and forth, but felt that it was blocked. It was actually caused by the master of the two masters of the Taishang meridians. It was simply incredible. Naturally, this was not a calm mind method. Although he couldn't see the trick for a while, Zhen Zhen's plate of the gods and silk entering the heart was mostly inseparable from it.

What the immortal saint wanted was Zhenzhen, who held the Pan Shen Si, and even controlled Jiang Shu to kill his mentor with his own hands.

It seems that seven or eight out of the tenth immortal saints are the ones.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and countless gratitude and gratitude arose in his heart.

Linghu Zhenzhen stared at him with luminous eyes: "Do you know what you think? Who is it?"

Qin Xi continued to gently pinch her furry head: "I'm thinking that the master of the second meridian is not like an ambitious person."

This second meridian master is the youngest among the first four meridian masters, nearly thirty years younger than the fourth meridian master, which shows that his talent is amazing. I heard that the senior master of the Great Meridian intends to let him take over the position of the first meridian master, but he refused. Even the master of the eight meridian master has been suffering from it for many years.

If he is pursuing the ultimate in his cultivation, it is not like that. Although he has collected so many unique skills, it is because he can only learn it by himself. He sealed his unique skills in talisman paper, and the effect of using it is greatly reduced, and there is no question of improving his cultivation.

Qin Xi always felt that the immortal saint was a person who valued selfish desires. Love and hate were all in the line. He cared for his palms the moment before, and smashed them directly in the next moment. He could vomit sweetness towards the fragments. Not only was he sick, but he was simply too sick.

Ye Xiaowan can also see that the immortal saint turned her from a demon into a human being, and did not have any careful intentions at the beginning, otherwise she would not have allowed her to wander in the world for decades, and finally became a monk. Maybe he just wanted to show off his skills or do it as an interesting and novel thing.

He played with the fate of others so casually and controlled others with his soul so coldly, just like using paper to control origami mounts, which were even more evil than evil ways. It would be a pity not to be an evil way.

Linghu Zhenzhen's head was mostly touched very comfortably, so she leaned over and supported her face on his chest, and stared at him with her head raised.

So cute.

Qin Xi rubbed her face gently like rubbing the ball, but the immortal saint would not let her go. Maybe he would make her face full of blood and tears, and he would be more likely to die.

"Sister Sister," he bowed his head and shook it against her nose, "What should I do if the immortal saint forced you to do something you didn't want to do?"

Linghu Zhenzhen answered frankly: "I will never do anything I don't want to do. Let him kill me again. If I die, you will live alone. Don't forget me."

...She is getting more and more angry with him.

Qin Xi gritted her teeth and pinched her face, and for the first time she had nothing to say.

It would be better to find an opportunity to put Pan Shensi on her body. He hit her with annoyance and hit Pan Shensi on her head. At least the Immortal Saint would not kill her, so that she could be at ease.

"I think something will definitely happen in this trial." Qin Xi looked at the bare and wet bed board in Linghu Yu's cave, "So we go back to Yiguang Cliff to sleep."

What is the connection between this?

Linghu Zhenzhen didn't understand this problem until she lay on the long-lost pillow.

*

Ye Xiaowan finally ended her long and messy dream. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying among the gravels.

She held up her body in a daze, feeling that her hands and feet were intact, and her flower body no longer looked dry and curly, so she couldn't help but stayed alone for half a day.

"You're awake."

Zhou Jing's voice sounded not far away. She was suddenly shocked and turned her head immediately. She saw that the terrain of Qingzhou Demon-City that day was very similar to that of Qingzhou. They were caves deep in the bottom of the cliff. The entrance was hanging high above her head, and the surroundings were dim and dull.

Zhou Jing was also sitting against the cave wall as if he was on the Demon-Called Cliff that day, looking at her quietly.

"You are seriously injured and dying, and you have been sleeping for several months." He said, and slowly condensed the golden sword in his palm. "Thanks to the second senior brother to remove the fire poison for you and nourish the wood-sporting Chunhua Technique. Now that you are awake, we should also clear the past."

Liquidation? It's already over.

Ye Xiaowan slowly closed her eyes: "You kill me."

The golden long sword was thrown at her feet with a "demon" sound. Zhou Jing's voice was very calm: "I have a demon. I can't get through this pit. The two most miserable times I was deceived, and my closest relatives died tragically. The third time I tried my best to save it. Now the third senior sister has saved it, and it's only the two of us."

He looked around the dark cave, looked up at the small entrance: "Just treat this as a demon-calling cliff. You wake up and come over with a knife. I want to know the follow-up."

Ye Xiaowan looked at the golden sword silently for a while and whispered: "I wanted to kill you that day, so I don't need to repeat it."

"Then you kill me." Zhou Jing deserved to be quick, "No matter what, I'll wait for your answer."

She stopped for a long time and finally slowly picked up the golden sword.

It is time to ask for a liberation and an ending, and give it to him and himself. At the beginning, it was obviously a beautiful fate, like an old but pleasant tune in the mixed world. After listening to it for a long time, she also wanted to be the person in the song. But the cracking sound still pulled her out of the song, and she also listened to the tune step by step as it became hoarse and dark.

Being a human being is not hard, this moment is the hardest.

The wind slowly circled in the cave. Ye Xiaowan saw the blood mist all over the ground that day again. Frost moon and Fei Yin were in a stalemate, and no one could move except her.

With a flying sword in her hand, Zhou Jing was sitting opposite him. He could get his aunt's other half of the demon pill by killing him, and maybe she couldn't get it back, but she had already reached this point, so how could she have the best of both worlds?

Ye Xiaowan slowly walked to Zhou Jing with the knife in his hand. His eyes seemed full of hatred, which was sharper than the knife in his hand. Naturally, he wanted to hate her. What kind of feelings did he accompany her lies to the so-called hometown.

She sighed, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground, pulling up his clothes, turning into a cold wind to soar up.

It makes no sense to say anything at this point. You can leave this bloody cave first. After leaving, he can just scold her or stab her or even kill her.

The entrance of the cave was close to him. Ye Xiaowan raised her hand and threw Zhou Jing out. The long sleeves intertwined with red and white swept across his arm, and he grabbed it and pulled it closer.

The sunshine suddenly became brighter everywhere, and the sunshine pouring thousands of miles through the branches and leaves of the towering trees. A group of birds were alarmed and flapped their wings and flew around. It was a sunny and peaceful good weather.

Ye Xiaowan's feet fell to the ground, and she felt like a dream. Zhou Jing pulled her forward two steps and let go of her hand.

"We both came out." He turned his head to look at her, and suddenly smiled slightly, and the sun seemed to fall between his eyebrows, "It's great."
Chapter completed!