Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Xiangdu Island, City Lord's Mansion!

Lian Yeyu stood on the tall Tingyu building, carrying the Mianshuang knife on his back, embracing his hands, looking at the lonely figure in the distance, and left sadly, with a bit of regret on his face.

"Has Ye Bai left?"

Qiu Zhen sat on the stone bench next to him, drinking tea leisurely, with a calm expression.

Hearing what he said, Lian Yeyu sat down on the stone bench opposite him, picked up his own cup of cold tea, drank it in one gulp, and said angrily, "Teacher, why aren't you allowed me to help Ye Bai?"

Qiu Zhen glared at him, and said angrily: "What are you doing to join in the fun, that old guy Yuelong has his own plans."

Lian Yeyu was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said: "In short, I still think that those soul races should be killed. There is nothing wrong with what Ye Bai did."

Qiu Zhen's eyes flickered a few times, and he said in a deep voice: "Perhaps, but Yuelong will not harm Ye Bai, even though this time may be an excellent opportunity for Ye Bai to comprehend the heart of destroying artistic conception."

"Comprehend the heart of destroying artistic conception?"

Lian Yeyu was stunned and said, "That guy Ye Bai, is he going to comprehend the heart of artistic conception so soon?"

Qiu Zhen's eyes flickered with wisdom, he nodded and said: "In the dark, I have a feeling that when Ye Bai really completely wiped out the race of the soul race, it was the moment when he realized the heart of destroying the artistic conception , but at that moment, it is also the time of his death, and the scourge must follow!"

Lian Yeyu frowned and said, "Is the heart of artistic conception so difficult to comprehend? You have to kill a whole race to comprehend it."

Qiu Zhen smiled and said: "Or it's just to destroy the heart of the artistic conception, it's much more difficult. A few years ago, Ye Bai and I had a move, and his strongest thunder fist may be called the strongest artistic conception Supernatural power. It’s not an exaggeration, but this kind of strength, in addition to the strength of this pose itself, also has the bonus of destroying the power of artistic conception. I don’t know how many artistic conceptions there are in the cultivation world. But destroying artistic conception. Maybe it’s destructive power The strongest one!"

"Is it stronger than my killing mood?"

Lian Yeyu raised his eyebrows.Obviously a little unconvinced.

Qiu Zhen laughed and said: "Killing is just a means, and destruction is the ultimate. If you are not convinced, try a trick with him yourself!"

The huge silver thunder flower flashed in Lian Yeyu's mind.The terrifying aura of destruction seemed to come from the bones. His heart trembled for a moment, and he said dejectedly: "Forget it, that guy Ye Bai is so unbelievably strong. I still can't figure it out. How did he kill Gui Canyang?" .”

Qiu Zhen smiled and said nothing.

Lian Yeyu asked again: "Why does the teacher think that Ye Bai may comprehend the heart of destroying the artistic conception after slaughtering the soul clan?"

Qiu Zhen heard his question and heaved a sigh of relief.He said softly: "Cause and effect in the world can be divided into good and evil. Buddhist monks in ancient times paid the most attention to accumulating good deeds. After accumulating merits to a certain level, they can prove various fruit status in Buddhism. If Ye Bai wants to understand Destroying the heart of the artistic conception may require accumulating a large amount of evil results, and killing the soul race is the best opportunity. However, I think that Yuelong probably does not approve of Ye Bai comprehending the heart of the artistic conception in this way."

Lian Yeyu murmured, "Master's heart to protect the artistic conception, is this how you comprehend it?"

"Not bad!"

Qiu Zhen nodded and said: "Every time I suppress the tide, I am planting a good fruit. When the good fruit accumulates to a sufficient extent, my heart of guarding the artistic conception will naturally be realized successfully."

After finishing speaking, the old man looked at Lian Yeyu with regret in his eyes and said, "It's a pity that what you comprehended was not to protect the artistic conception. Otherwise, as long as you replace me and suppress the tide for Xiangdu from now on, you should be able to comprehend the heart of protecting the artistic conception sooner or later."

Lian Yeyu's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and then he chuckled and said, "I don't think there is anything to be sorry about. Protecting the artistic conception is not suitable for my temperament."

Qiu Zhen glanced at him and nodded with satisfaction, as if quite satisfied with his open-mindedness.

Lian Yeyu stood up, clasped his hands in salute, and said solemnly: "Teacher, please teach me how to comprehend the heart of killing mood!"

Qiu Zhen was stunned, smiled and shook his head, walked downstairs, and said as he walked: "Yu Yu, you should concentrate on improving your cultivation first, it should be your chance, you can't escape even if you run, so why worry! "

Lian Yeyu curled his lips, his face turned dark with helplessness!

……

Back to Ye Bai, he encountered obstacles one after another in Yuanlong Daozong and Xiangdu, and his face became more gloomy. He walked and thought all the way, and finally decided to go back to Taiyimen, and invited a few masters to come out of the mountain and go north with him to the plain of heaven. It is naturally better to invite Taoist Yuelong.

Half a month later, Bilan Mountain was in sight!

At the foot of the mountain, the tall mountain gate tower has been erected again, solemn and imposing.

Two disciples of the late stage of Foundation Establishment stood guard at the door, with serious expressions and faint arrogance in their eyes. Ever since Ye Bai killed Gui Canyang, Taoist Yuelong advanced to Lichen, and the incident of forcing the mountain, the reputation of Taiyi Sect has never been greater. It is said that it is at the peak of the sky, and it is hidden as the number one cultivator of the human race, but there are fewer middle and low-level disciples.

With a flash of sword light, Ye Bai had already landed on the ground.

The two gatekeeper disciples trembled in horror at the strong murderous aura involuntarily emanating from him. After seeing his appearance clearly, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen Master!"

Cold sweat broke out layer upon layer on the foreheads of the two of them, as if they were facing a ruthless and cold monster that would tear them to pieces at any moment.

Ye Bai nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Is the teacher on the mountain?"

"Patriarch Yuelong has been away for a long time and has not returned yet!"

One of them replied respectfully.

Ye Bai's eyes flashed, he ignored the two of them, and went straight into the mountain gate.

After Ye Bai left, the two disciples guarding the mountain breathed a long sigh of relief, and one of them said with lingering fear, "What's the matter with Master Uncle? Why has he become so terrible? Compared with before, it seems like a different person?"

"How did I know!"

The other person was also terrified, his face was as pale as paper, and when he heard what he said, he said angrily: "Don't talk too much, it's not our turn to worry about this matter, we just need to guard the mountain gate."

The person in front nodded, not daring to say more.

Back to Ye Bai, after entering the mountain gate, he looked up.The bottomless black abyss of hundreds of feet has disappeared without a trace, and the earth seems to be sewn together seamlessly.I don't know about the formation of the meteorite moat.Can it be used again.

The potholed square at the foot of the mountain was also cleaned up and looked brand new.Except for some blank spaces and the incomplete embellishment of the spirit root, there are not many traces of the war after the war.

The figures of the disciples shuttled under the mountainside.The conversation is very happy, and it looks like a school of vitality.

Not long after Ye Bai entered the door, he was discovered by everyone, but the murderous aura on his body was so strong that it was scary, coupled with his gloomy face, he was not even a monk.Anyone who dared to come up to say hello was watched from afar.

The elder disciples looked at each other with thoughtful expressions in their eyes.

A new disciple of Taiyi Sect.On the other hand, he looked at Ye Bai with reverence and fear.

Everyone didn't come to disturb him, so Ye Bai naturally wouldn't take the initiative to greet him, and went straight to the top of the mountain without saying a word.

Halfway up the mountain, billowing white mist rushed towards us, and the cloud-enveloping formation had obviously been re-arranged, and it was unknown who had created it.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Ye Bai went straight to the Laifeng Cave where Ji Baiyi meditated!

Before coming to the wind tunnel, the three daughters Su Liuli, Jian Hongshang, and Jian Hongling were still drawing talismans on the pine. This time, the three daughters did not chatter non-stop, but were unusually quiet.

And when Ye Bai crossed the cable suspension bridge, broke through the clouds and appeared in the eyes of the three women, the three women were startled.

At this moment, Ye Bai has a shaggy beard, a haggard look, and a dusty look. He looks lonely and gloomy. It is completely different from the previous Ye Bai who looked calm but energetic.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Hongshang, who has a gentle temperament, said in a soft voice, her eyes were full of concern.

"I'm fine!"

After Ye Bai replied lightly, he looked directly at Su Liuli and said, "Senior Sister, I want to see Grand Master!"

Su Liuli's rare eyes fell on Ye Bai, stared at him for a moment, and said directly: "You don't need to see him, Dad has already told me before retreating, no one should be seen. The soul clan should not be exterminated, the monks in the door, Half of them are not allowed to step into the plain of heaven with you!"

Ye Bai was stunned.

Was the soul clan undeservedly exterminated again?

Is what I did really wrong?

Why can't I avenge my adoptive father, why can't I seek justice for the human race?Why does no one agree with me?Even people from the Taiyi Sect won't follow me to take revenge?

Ye Bai's face showed a look of despair, and after a few breaths, his face gradually twisted, his eyes flashed sharply, and he roared towards the wind tunnel: "Why shouldn't the soul clan be exterminated? Why do you all say that? Have you never thought about counterattacking the soul race and taking revenge? Or are you just like other human monks, just selfish people who only want to advance to Lichen?"

Shanfeng is speechless!

Ye Bai's voice, like the roar of an angry dragon, resounded on the top of Bilan Mountain!

Several divine senses rushed over from different directions!

Su Liuli and the three daughters were stunned, they never thought that Ye Bai would dare to roar at Ji Baiyi's retreat place, his voice was full of questioning!

No one in the cave responded!

Ye Bai stared darkly into the depths of the cave, and shouted again: "Ji Baiyi, answer me, why don't you allow me to take the disciples of the Taiyi Sect to take revenge? Do you still remember the hatred of your adoptive father in your heart? , killed your child by mistake? You never thought about avenging him!"

boom!

Just as Ye Bai finished speaking, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the clear sky, shaking the heavens and the earth!

A terrifying aura rises from the depths of the cave, filling the entire sky above the wind tunnel, stirring up the clouds in the sky into a huge vortex.

Ye Bai's face was gloomy, his body was still upright, staring into the depths of Laifeng Tunnel.

Su Liuli's face has turned pale at this moment, and although Ji Baiyi's cultivation is a ruthless way, everyone knows that in his heart, he suppresses abundant emotions. Ye Bai suddenly brought up the old things of the year and questioned Ji Baiyi's decision , Ji Baiyi's anger can be imagined.

"Ye Bai, stop talking!"

Su Liuli's eyes flickered, and she said in a trembling voice.

"To shut up!"

Ye Bai drank coldly.

Whoosh!

A spot of snow-white sword light suddenly shoots out from the depths of the cave, piercing Ye Bai's chest.

Ye Baili made some investigations, his eyes turned hard, and he punched out!

Bang!

With an explosion, the white sword light shattered into nothingness!

On the other hand, Ye Bai straightened his chest, and spurted out a big mouthful of blood. This sword light was by no means simple, and the magic power contained in it was extremely powerful!

"Go down the mountain and wash your heart clean before you come back!"

Ji Baiyi's angry roar came from the cave, majestic and indifferent!