My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Unlike Xia Qi who fell into miasma and illusion as a bystander, on that day, Qing Yan returned to Shu Lang personally and experienced the disaster of bloodbath in his hometown again.

Lingying Mountain has a large number of demon cultivating spirit beasts, so it's not that they don't have the ability to fight Shifang Pavilion.

The island is full of magic circles and inscriptions that he personally set up to defend against the enemy. The guards are invincible.

However, Shifang Pavilion wanted to slaughter the entire island in one fell swoop, so it did not hesitate to ban spells and many magical weapons and beasts, and even set Shen Xinghai on fire with black flames, cutting off the possibility of coming to help.

By the time Yiheng tried his best to cross the Chen Xinghai covered with black flames, most of the people on the entire island had already died due to the congratulatory gifts hidden with forbidden spells.

And in order to protect his subjects, he was gradually deprived of his vitality in the well-planned brutal hunting.

Yi Heng fought fiercely with him for two days, and seemed to realize that the end of Lingying Mountain's destruction was set and irreversible, so he discussed with him and wanted to help him and the other demon cultivators leave Lingying Mountain.

However, the friendship and enthusiasm of the demon cultivators were brutally betrayed. Their relatives and friends died in the black flame of the forbidden curse, and their eyes were stained red with grief, anger and hatred.

And he is the king of Lingying Mountain, and all his subjects died on this island, so where can he go?

Seeing that they refused to leave, Yiheng continued to stay, and fought against Shifang Pavilion together, but he didn't care about it.

Heiyan surrounded Lingying Mountain and let it die slowly, but Cang Li and Chang Yao's reinforcements failed to catch up.

After seven days of fighting, Shifang Pavilion, which came prepared, narrowly won.

Thousands of resentful souls were burned out by the black flame, and the huge black dragon was dying.

Xu Shen led all his disciples to search for him all over the mountain, intending to skin his muscles and take out his spiritual materials and demon pills.

Yi Heng, who was seriously injured, hid him in a secret cave, but Qing Yan had already given up his life, closed his eyes and waited for his fall.

Unexpectedly, Yiheng activated the Cangcheng Forbidden Technique and burned his 100-year cultivation base. While he was still alive, he condensed and reshaped his demon soul, and at the same time sealed his memory full of rage... In the soul.

Yiheng put away his black dragon body, lurked to avoid the search of Shifang Pavilion, left Lingying Mountain in a very dangerous way, and crossed Shen Xinghai.

Yiheng, who returned to Cangcheng, continued to complete the forbidden technique——

In the year when his hometown was destroyed, Qingyan was reborn as a monk in Cangcheng.

When it came time for his sword selection ceremony, Yiheng handed over Zaichuan made by Black Dragon Horn to him.

Over the next hundred years, Yiheng returned all parts of his original body to him one after another with an attitude of almost blindly favoring his apprentice.

Including the sea dragon beard on Xia Qi's ankle.

It's no wonder that since he could remember, Yi Heng has often retreated, but he has not recovered, and his spirit has gradually faded away...

Those who change their fate against the heavens will be severely punished by the heavens.

His soul was fused into the prohibition that cannot be detected, such as not being able to calculate his birth date and origin, the soul of the past hundred years is no different from other monks, and there is also a complete memory that has been sealed in Zaichuan.

As long as he returns to Lingying Mountain with the demon power of the Wan Yao King, Zai Chuanzhong's restriction will be lifted immediately——

So far, all the things that Yiheng took away from Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago have finally been returned to their original owners in their entirety.

Although he had a special perspective on the previous scenes of forcibly entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he didn't have a complete memory, so he didn't have the emotions that belonged to the Wan Yao King, and he always acted like a calm bystander.

Today, together with the real memory, what is returned to him is the grief, anger, sorrow and anger that was sealed up a hundred years ago.Together with the monster power gradually filling the meridians, they occupied his soul without a trace.

Afterwards, Qing Yan learned about the fact that Shen Xinghai's barrier was erected with the remaining demon power a hundred years ago.

This happened before he was dying and Yiheng hid him.

He let the few subjects who were still alive escape from Lingying Mountain with Yiheng, but the subjects were devastated amidst the mutilated bodies of their relatives and friends all over the mountains and plains, and they only wanted to live and die with Lingying Mountain.Even if you fall, you have to leave your last breath in your hometown.

At that time, Lingying Mountain's aura had been chaotic by the black flames of the forbidden curse, but the black flames floating in the Sea of ​​Sunken Stars would not be extinguished. After the demon cultivators fell, the resentful and unwilling demon souls would definitely turn into monsters.

Including himself.

At that time, the monsters leave Lingying Mountain and go to Yunzhang to kill innocent people, adding another irreversible disaster.

The death of the treacherous Shifang Pavilion is not a pity, but Yunzhang's other creatures should not suffer this unreasonable disaster.

However, the subjects decided to imprison their souls in Lingying Mountain. They did not want to leave when they were alive, and they did not want to leave their homes after death, wandering and dissipating outside.It's better to guard Lingying Mountain forever, and teach others not to set foot in it at will.

Qing Yan saw that the remaining subjects put restrictions on himself and the demon souls of his dead relatives. After death, even if the demon souls were transformed into demons, they would stay where they were forever, guarding their hometown with their relatives.

Qing Yan fulfilled their wish and used the last demonic power to build the Shen Xinghai enchantment.

Qing Yan, who was buried in this memory, finally knew the truth. No wonder the cracks in Shen Xinghai's enchantment had been expanding for a hundred years, but only the demonic beasts with low cultivation levels fled.

But now that the demon cultivator was transferred out by the magic circle, he was also forced to leave.

In order to take advantage of the souls of the subjects who have already turned into demons, the people behind the scenes stained the kind and righteous people with bloody karma.

The hatred and grief in Qingyan's soul still remain on the day when the hometown was destroyed, but a hundred years have passed, and the former bustle of Lingying Mountain was buried by an unknown disaster.

And when he stepped back on his homeland, the subjects who had been imprisoned for a hundred years were just forced to leave, and he was unable to meet them again.

The blood and deep hatred of the clansmen flooded in like a huge wave, almost trying to turn him into another person who only had hatred in his heart.

He slowly walked into the familiar main hall. This place has not been turned into ruins, but the tall and wide hall is full of bones and broken utensils.

The bloody and tragic memories that repeatedly surfaced in the sea of ​​consciousness weighed heavily on Qing Yan's steps.

The demon power in his body was boiled endlessly by the overwhelming grief and anger, and he couldn't calm down. He frowned tightly, and the uncontrollable coercion all over his body was like a sharp blood-stained sword.The ancient and complex pattern and emblem showing the identity of the Wan Yao King are looming on the forehead, and it is even more obvious that the pacing figure is full of divinity and has a majestic majesty that cannot be seen directly.

He walked through the main hall, and with every step he took, the scene around him was constantly changing - this step was a gorgeous and lively dinner party with all the subjects present, and the next step was a cemetery where blood was winding and thousands of monsters were crying.

For a moment, he was slightly confused, unable to tell which time and space he was walking in.

And the thick carpet under the space law circle cracked inch by inch after he walked by, turning into a bottomless abyss leading to the throne but never returning.

The dark blue robe was blown up by the hunting wind of the abyss, but he didn't hesitate for a moment because of his unsteady mind, and he didn't even care about the changes under his feet, and he arrived in front of the throne as if walking on the ground.

In front of the familiar throne, hangs a huge mirror that occupies the entire wall.

The black demonic energy surged inside the mirror, and the reflected scene of the main hall was the shocking scene of blood flowing a hundred years ago.

And looking at him coldly in the mirror was the demonized Wan Yao King Shu Lang with blue eyes in black clothes and blood all over his body.

Qing Yan stared back with indifference, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

He finally understood the purpose of the people behind the scenes to lure him to Lingying Mountain - the end of this game, but to lure him into a demon.

It's just that he is Shu Lang.

He is the king of Lingying Mountain.

The thousands of creatures on this island are his children, the mountains, rivers and seas are his blood, and everything is connected with him.Even if all these become decayed and dilapidated after a hundred years, they still cannot be separated from his destiny.

Even if there are no demonized creatures at this moment, all the resentful souls trapped in Lingying Mountain by the catastrophe a hundred years ago are begging him in pain, and they share the same wish with the demon cultivators waiting for his return in Nanfeng——

Obsessed!revenge!Destroy everything!

His soul was tormented by hatred, grief and anger, and together with the prayers of thousands of subjects, he kept pushing him towards the demonized sacrificial rites in the mirror.

Everyone was expecting him to go through the sacrificial rites, ascend the throne again, and become the king who brought his demonized subjects to slaughter all directions.

The knuckles of his clenched fingers turned white, and after a while, he stretched out his hand slowly in a daze, and raised his eyes to meet his own in the mirror.

He saw the demonic energy urging the calm azure into a tyrannical dark blue filled with strong winds and huge waves.

He frowned suddenly, and an inexplicable but timely thought popped up——

With such an appearance, Xia Qi... His Taoist companion will definitely feel sad again when he sees it.

With this thought, he seemed to have an auditory hallucination amidst the thousands of begging and crying, and a voice that was always missed was calling him.

There was a slight mocking arc on the corner of his lips, but he froze after a few breaths, as if he had just realized something, he raised his eyes in disbelief and turned around.

On the opposite side of the Wanzhang Abyss, the longing figure looked anxious and frightened, trying to find a way to get through the Gangfeng Abyss.

Qing Yan took a breath suddenly, and confirmed that the other party was not a phantom, the thousands of voices in the sea of ​​consciousness were suppressed by the sudden violent heart palpitations and instantly dissipated, and the eyes filled with scarlet and cruel images were only left with that figure.

It seems that even if he is in a dangerous situation, there is only that person in the world.

However, the blankness caused by palpitations only lasted for a few breaths. As soon as Xia Qi appeared, the embarrassing figure that was cut and violated by sharp claws appeared in his mind again, which made his already unstable mind tremble even more, and at the same time he recovered. A little sanity.

He never thought that after transforming into a demon, he would confront Xia Qi with swords and swords, but after all, he was the Wan Yao King who couldn't escape the hatred of exterminating his clan.

Xia Qi's life has been extremely bumpy, and as a Taoist couple, he shares a fate... Could it be that he wants to put this heavy fate on the other party, making the other party's future road more difficult?

His Taoist companion has a firm heart, is unruly and unyielding, and should go to a wider world instead of being imprisoned by anything, even if he is willing.

What's more, at this moment, he is in a dilapidated hometown, and his soul, demon and blood are all tyrannical because of hatred, and he wants to tear everything apart regardless.

And his Taoist companion is a fragile existence who has been hurt by him once.

How could he face Xia Qi with such an attitude?

Qing Yan breathed slightly, stared at his beloved for a long time, tried his best to stabilize the trembling heart that was spreading through the cracks, and hurriedly put away his heart full of reluctance.

He lowered his eyes with difficulty, avoiding the anxious gaze on the other side.

Xia Qi couldn't care less about what monsters and ghosts were guarding the main hall, so he rushed in with Lianguang in his hand.

Entering the main hall, he looked around in astonishment.It is indeed the main hall of Lingying Mountain, which is magnificent from the outside. Even if the gold and jade artifacts have been plundered and looted, the grand hall is now tall and spacious, and the mysterious totem is proudly occupied in it, and its grandeur and grace have not diminished at all.

He walked quickly among the huge pillars, showing the vastness of the main hall even more, and he was like dust.

Xia Qi arrived in front of the throne in the deep part of the main hall, his eyes fixed, and this time he finally saw the figure of his Taoist companion.

However, an abyss built by a space law circle lay between him and Qing Yan, and the storm in the abyss was violent, tearing apart everything he tried to get close to.

In front of the throne stood a mirror with surging devilish energy. He remembered Su Qunyun's words, and immediately understood that the mirror could make Qingyan bewitched...

And Qing Yan was facing the abyss, standing in front of the mirror, a huge dragon-shaped silhouette flitted furiously on the surrounding walls, the thick restless shadow blocked all the light, and seemed to be roaring silently and sadly.

Xia Qi realizes that this is a demon soul that Qing Yan owned in its entirety not long ago, but was disturbed by the hatred of annihilating the clan.

In the next breath, Qing Yan seemed to be bewitched, and even stretched out his hand to the mirror, he must have fallen into a magic barrier.

Xia Qi was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split and his face turned pale.

If Qingyan goes one step further, if Qingyan falls into a demon... Whether it is Yunzhang or between them, it is irreparable.

The dark blue figure on the opposite side was still the same Cang Li teacher's robe that set off the person's aura, but the back figure was a little different.

Xia Qi stood in front of the abyss and was in a hurry. Although the monsters in Lingying Mountain were all the subjects of the Wan Yao King, they lost their normal nature after being transformed into demons. He won't leave the Qing banquet easily.

Since the two died in the abyss of the space magic circle in the last life, Xia Qi has almost instinctive fear of this kind of bottomless darkness that leads to nowhere.

Standing on the edge of the abyss, he called urgently to the opposite side, while observing the bottomless abyss, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

Fortunately, Qing Yan heard his voice and turned around after a meal.

Xia Qi was delighted, even though they were in danger, the two finally found a place.However, he didn't hold the other party tightly, and the worries in his heart still didn't dissipate.

He was about to ask how Qingyan should go, when he heard Qingyan's voice was hoarse and indifferent.

"Aqi, you shouldn't be here. Go back."

Xia Qi was shocked all over, all the joy condensed into ice, he raised his head in disbelief, looked at the cold handsome face opposite him, and suspected that he had heard wrong.