Dijun's black moonlight is back

Wen Jingchan suddenly grabbed Ling Yu's wrist and pulled her out of his memory.

The two looked at each other one high and the other low, and Ling Yu felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

She fake coughed a few times, then took her hands back behind her back.

He didn't know when his clothes had been changed, and the blood on his body was already clean.

If it weren't for looking into his memory, Ling Yu wouldn't believe that he was really hurt.

Wen Jingchan stood up and bowed his head to Daoist Xiyan: "Thank you Daoist for your generous help."

Xiyan Zhenren cupped his hands: "It is also my good fortune to be able to help Zhenjun."

Wen Jingchan looked at Xiyan, and found that there was always such a ray of blackness between his brows.

If things go on like this, it's a good thing if his cultivation doesn't improve, and if it gets worse, he might go crazy.

"You might as well give it a try and see if you can solve your inner demons?" Wen Jingchan said.

Ling Yu just heard the two of them talking about the inner demon, and said that it had something to do with her.

But she really can't remember when she crossed the intersection with this old man.

"Little friend Lingyu," Daoist Xiyan said to her, "Do you still remember the day when Fushuang experienced calamity?"

"What matter are you asking?" Ling Yu didn't know what he was referring to.

"Fushuang rushed to rescue you at that time," said Master Xiyan, "I tried to dissuade you from her."

Ling Yu didn't know that there was such a thing, she only knew that she was struck and lost consciousness.

Later, she also guessed that Fu Shuang must have come to save her, otherwise the thunder would not have stopped inexplicably.

It's just that the whole matter of Lei Jie, none of the three of them mentioned it again when they got along, as if that day never happened.

Naturally, she didn't know that Xiyan had stopped Fushuang.

"It was also here back then," said Daoist Xiyan, "I was protecting Fushuang, and I knew that Thunder Tribulation was coming to you earlier than her."

"It's just that I'm greedy and want you to suffer the disaster on Fushuang's behalf, so that she can ascend safely."

When Master Xiyan talked about this past event, he didn't feel relieved, but even more tired.

He continued: "After Fushuang noticed it, she immediately went to find you, but I didn't expect that I would stop her with words."

"Fortunately, she was self-reliant and didn't listen to my nonsense."

This incident has tortured Master Xiyan for hundreds of years.

In a thunderstorm, he lost two great talents who were rare to see in a thousand years, and also lost two of his favorite disciples.

He has practiced for thousands of years, and he should have the heart of helping the world, but at that moment, he wanted to sacrifice an outsider disciple with ordinary qualifications, in order to achieve the ascension path of his own disciple.

From then on, he regretted day by day, a nightmare arose in his heart, and his path of practice also stagnated.

After saying this, Tianmen Pass fell into a long silence.

Ling Yu didn't know what to say.

In fact, she didn't feel anything after listening to it, and she didn't feel any waves in her heart.

"I have been entangled by my inner demon for too long," Master Xiyan said. "The True Lord is here today. If I can't solve it, please send me to reincarnation, so as not to turn into a mindless monster and cause trouble to the world."

"You gave birth to your demon, why did you ask my master to do killing?" Ling Yu didn't understand.

"Then... if little friend Lingyu wants to do something," Daoist Xiyan said, "it's okay, but my little friend's cultivation is still relatively small, so I'm afraid he won't be able to kill him in one blow."

Ascetics pay attention to compassion, even if they kill someone, they have to enjoy it. If Ling Yu can't kill him with one stab, then he can make up a few more stabs later, which is the real killing karma.

She felt a little dumbfounded: "That means you think you are sorry for me and want me to commit killing karma?"

This logic is really, unheard of for her,

"What do you want, little friend?" Master Xiyan asked.

"I don't want to reason with you, this is your own business," Ling Yu said, "It's because you can't figure it out, I have no obligation to rescue you, just like you had no obligation to save me back then."

Wen Jingchan's eyes moved, and he discovered one of Ling Yu's characteristics: a hard mouth but a soft heart.

"But I didn't just not cross," Xiyan said, "I even prevented Fushuang from saving you."

"You did the right thing." Ling Yu said.

Master Xiyan was a little puzzled, and for a moment he even suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Ling Yu thought that if she had the chance, she would also stop Fu Shuang from saving her.

Maybe she will be struck to death by lightning, and she will never be able to seek revenge from the gods in the sky.

It is also possible that she narrowly escaped death and continued to practice decadently and with difficulty.

But anyway, whisk frost will be fine.

She rarely expresses her emotions and doesn't like to get close to others.

When she was a mortal, Qing Ruo'ai was close to her, and she was cared for a lot during the hundreds of years of her acquaintance with Fushuang.

She didn't know how this person could be so stupid, and he would suffer from her for the rest of his life.

"If you really don't understand it, don't think about it," Ling Yu persuaded Master Xiyan, "I have already sent Tang Yuan to you, why not spend more time teaching him."

Ling Yu couldn't see the black air between his eyebrows, so she didn't know that the demon that had followed him for hundreds of years was about to disappear.

Sometimes she really felt that these cultivators had too high a sense of morality and were far less thick-skinned than the gods in heaven.

It is very common for a person like Master Xiyan to torture himself for hundreds of years for a little thing.

And the gang in 33 Zhongtian, do evil without knowing it, or know it but make excuses.

In short, it is worse than chasing these mortals.

Master Xiyan folded his hands and bowed to Lingyu: "My dear friend, thank you for your enlightenment."

This solves it?Lingyu didn't expect it to be so simple.

She didn't even say a few words, this demon could be solved, how could he be trapped for a hundred years?

"Do you have anything, something that can greatly increase your energy if you eat it?" Ling Yu asked him suddenly.

She remembered that Lao Jun Ding was in the attic on Qingcheng Mountain, and one of Tai Yizong's special features was that he was very good at making alchemy.

Master Xiyan glanced at Wen Jingchan, and asked him with his eyes if he wanted to give this short cut to his apprentice.

Wen Jingchan folded his hands in his sleeves, turning a blind eye to his questioning gaze.

"You felt sorry for me just now," Lingyu said, "Now I ask you for something and you won't give it to me."

Master Xiyan spread his palms upwards, and after reciting a formula, a wooden box appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Three grains of Zhenge Golden Pill," Daoist Xiyan handed it out towards Ling Yu, "One grain increases one hundred years of cultivation, as for 100 years or 900 years, it depends on your own luck."

"A grain of life in a desperate situation can save people when their lives are hanging by a thread."

"The third pill is to protect the heart, which can keep the heart pulse intact until the sea of ​​consciousness is exhausted."

Ling Yu took the wooden box, she actually wanted something, something rare and rare, as compensation for her.

Sorry, made amends.

Only in this way can Xiyan's heart be truly at peace.

Unexpectedly, he took out the three golden elixirs that he was most proud of in his life and gave them all to her.