Chapter 1213 Volume 1 Finale: Forget Each Other in the Jianghu (Part 1)

Chapter 1,213 The Finale of Volume One: Forgetting Each Other in the Jianghu (Part 1)

However, when everyone in the venue believed that the person who had the ability to snatch the four sheepskin scrolls must be Bai Yanqiu from Shuiyunjian, they were stunned when they saw the figure standing in the air again, because the person standing in the air was stunned. In the middle, he frowned and looked at the person in his hand. It was none other than Meng in purple clothes.

Zhang Xiaohua’s dream

The dream of being a saint of Tianlong Sect

Bai Yanqiu, who everyone was suspicious of, was standing in the distance in horror, covering her mouth with one hand, staring blankly at Meng in mid-air.

I saw that Meng ignored the astonished eyes of everyone in the venue, while flipping the parchment left and right, muttering: "This... how is this possible? Aren't the jade slips in and out of the dense forest already destroyed? How could there be such a thing in this world? What about the strange things? Where did this parchment come from?”

Several questions in a row made Meng's face flash with a strange look.

But in an instant, Meng just raised his head, looked in a distant direction, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter where this parchment came from, just destroy it together."

As he said this, he rubbed his hands together, wanting to destroy them, when Chen Chen, one of the disciples of the Incense Cult on the ground, shouted: "Junior Sister Zixia... stay here."

Meng was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at Chen Chen, smiled and said, "Chen Chen? Are you calling me?"

Chen Chen was stunned and said: "Of course I called you? Zixia..." Then he turned to look at Master Jingyi and others, and said: "Junior sister Zixia, I know that you are the saint of Tianlong Sect. Tianlong Sect serves, but...you have to think about it, you...when you lost your memory, it was my Master Jingxuan of Chuanxiang Sect who brought you back to Chuanxiang Sect, accepted you as an apprentice, and taught you martial arts. I have taken good care of you; and in Orchid Twilight Refining, I have always watched over you and brought you out from the herd of beasts; Ren Xiaoyao wielded his sword to break through the lingering fragrance, and it was also the leader of the church who stepped aside and fulfilled the two of you. Even at the martial arts conference, you just left without saying anything. Do you remember what you said when you left Yixiang Peak when we met? I called you Junior Sister Zixia... You said this yourself. I called you Junior Sister Zixia, why didn't you agree? "

"Hahahaha, Jingxuan? Do you think I want to teach you the incense religion? If Jingxuan hadn't done bad things with good intentions, I would be like this..." But before Meng could finish speaking, he suddenly frowned and spoke. Muttered: "I..." The eyes that were full of energy just now suddenly became hollow, and immediately showed a look of pain... "Ah..." Meng screamed and fell, and his body rolled on the ground, "Get out..." Meng shouted and jumped up from the ground, blinking his eyes and looking at everyone with a confused look on his face...

"Junior sister Zixia?" Chen Chen saw this and asked,

He suppressed his horror and whispered.

"Oh? Senior Sister Chen...are you here too?" Meng Yi stroked his messy hair and forced a smile.

Chen Chen rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, here we are, please teach me the parchment in your hand."

"Parchment scroll?" Meng naturally looked at the parchment scroll in his hand.

"Xiaoya..." Emperor Shitian shouted from a distance: "Destroy it quickly, this parchment must be destroyed..."

"This..." Meng hesitated.

At this moment, a surprising voice came from a distance: "Dream..."

But the sound suddenly stopped. When everyone looked over, they saw Taoist Pan An, whom Zhang Xiaohua had transformed into, flying over from a distance.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaohua's face was red and her mouth was open, as if... she was acting badly.

But immediately, before Zhang Xiaohua could hide anything, he was shocked by the tragic situation in the field. Then, he suddenly raised his head. When he saw that everyone in the Piaomiao Sect was still alive, and his second brother was only injured, he felt uneasy in his heart. The stone fell to the ground

He didn't care what he was telling Meng. After all, Pan An didn't know Meng, so he only looked at Meng deeply before turning around and flying to Zhang Xiaohu's side.

The appearance of Zhang Xiaohua confirmed the advantages of the four Immortal Sects. Seeing that the situation was not good, Asura King put away his Asura Sword and stood there steadily, watching the development of the situation in the field.

"Leader Zhang Da, are you... okay? What on earth is going on?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at the dead bodies on the ground, Bai Yanqiu in the distance, and the five heavenly kings of the Tianlong Sect next to her, and was very puzzled. …

"Taoist Master Pan An..." Peacock said calmly: "Things here are very complicated and I can't explain them clearly at the moment. Please tell me, Taoist Priest, that the four parchments of our four sects were snatched away by Zixia from the Tianlong Sect. The Taoist priest should hurry up and get the parchment back so that we can enter this secret place. If any of the parchment is destroyed, our many years of hope will be in vain."

"Zixia? She...can snatch away the parchment?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and blurted out unconsciously.

"Why can't she?" Peacock was startled and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing..." Zhang Xiaohua turned around, and sure enough, Meng's hands were holding four parchments.

Zhang Xiaohua stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Miss Zixia, please give these four sheepskin scrolls to Pindao. Pindao promises that no one will harm you here."

"But..." A thoughtful look appeared in Meng's eyes, and he said calmly: "Our Tianlong Sect has suffered heavy casualties...the five heavenly kings are all injured...can you guarantee that they will not perish?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua hesitated a little. Zhang Xiaohua definitely has the right to decide the current situation on the court, but... he now represents the Piaomiao Sect. If the Heavenly King of the Tianlong Sect is released, the Piaomiao Sect will naturally stand with the Tianlong Sect. , the three Immortal sects will definitely become enemies of the Piaomiao sect, but if all the Heavenly Kings of the Tianlong Sect are killed, this Emperor Shitian will be Meng’s father. Can Meng agree? In an instant, Zhang Xiaohua understood that what she had thought before was... quite ridiculous.

Zhang Xiaohua turned her head helplessly and looked at Zhang Xiaohu. He wanted to hear his second brother's opinion: "Clan leader Zhang... what should we do?"

Of course Zhang Xiaohu knew the relationship between Meng and Zhang Xiaohua, and he was extremely helpless...

Just when Zhang Xiaohua didn't know what to do and Peacock, Chen Chen and others wanted to persuade him, Meng's voice came from behind Zhang Xiaohua again: "Zhang Xiaohua, are you awake? But you... you don't want to Pretend again”

"Ah????" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and turned to look at Meng, only to see that the pain on Meng's face had just passed, and his forehead was still slightly sweaty. The panic in his eyes was gone, replaced by a kind of ridicule.

"I'm a poor Taoist..." Zhang Xiaohua was still waiting for an explanation, but Ting Meng smiled and said: "I followed you all the way from Yixiang Peak to Dalin Temple to deliver the message, and we were captured together to Shuiyunjian. What's your matter...how do you think I am? How can you not know? There are many immortals in this world, and I know better than anyone else, where will a Taoist priest Pan An appear? However, Zhang Xiaohua, your...disguise...tsk, tsk, is really brilliant. , even I can’t see any flaws.”

"I??? You... you are not a dream." Zhang Xiaohua was shocked: "Where did the dream go? Who are you???"

"Of course I'm not a dream. I'm Saint Ya from the Tianlong Sect." Meng sneered: "Your face has been exposed, why don't you quickly restore your flat nose and small eyes? That look looks... pretty good It's pleasing to the eye, much better than some white-faced young boy."

Zhang Xiaohua's face turned red, and she glanced sideways at Master Jingyi, who looked extremely horrified, as well as Master Changsheng, and Bai Yanqiu, whose eyes widened in the distance. She had never expected that there would be so many sudden changes today. She sighed and used the shape-changing technique. The true energy is removed, revealing the original face

"Ah??? You..." Others were not surprised, but facing Zhang Xiaohua, Ya suddenly screamed hysterically: "Xiao Hua? Master Xiao... you... why are you here?"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned, why did the name "Xiao Hua" sound so familiar? Then he woke up, as if he had heard it in Yue Mingxin's soul projection.

Just when Zhang Xiaohua woke up, Ya also woke up and cursed loudly: "Zhang Xiaohua, you... you can't disguise yourself as anyone, but you disguise yourself as Xiao Hua. Hurry up and return to your original form, otherwise I won't treat you the same." You’ll be polite”

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua was helpless. This was his original appearance. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he could easily have the original appearance of a flat nose and small eyes.

When Erya saw Zhang Xiaohua's appearance, she let out a long sigh and cursed: "From now on... you will be able to transform yourself into anyone you want. You must not be like him, otherwise I will never spare you."

"Xiao Hua? Who is this person?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously.

"Don't ask, you will never meet him." Ya frowned and said, "Don't mention this name in the future."

"Yes, a dream" Zhang Xiaohua responded casually, but immediately realized that what was in front of her was not a dream. She sneered and said, "Ya, where is my dream? Where is she?"

"Haha, where is the dream? Isn't it right in front of your eyes? I am originally elegant, but you insist on calling me a dream, so of course I am a dream?" Ya chuckled.

"But..." Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how to answer, so she just shook her head: "You must not be a dream."

"How is that possible?" Ya took a step forward, put her lips together and said, "Try it, it tastes the same as before. How could I not be a dream?"

Zhang Xiaohua's face turned red and she took two steps back.

Ya laughed when she saw this.

Zhang Xiaohua glanced at the parchment scroll in Ya's hand, stretched out her hand and said: "Then...you hand the parchment scroll to me first?"

"Give it to you? Why should I give it to you?" Yaxi smiled and rubbed her body forward.

If she had seen Meng like this in the past, Zhang Xiaohua would have been happy and she would have put her arms around Meng's waist without saying anything. But when she saw it now, there was a gap in her heart, and she turned slightly sideways and dodged past.

Seeing this, Ya covered her mouth and chuckled: "Look, it's not like I haven't hugged you at night. Why are you so embarrassed now?"

"What... do you have to do with Meng?" Zhang Xiaohua was already sure that Ya, who looked exactly like Meng, was definitely not Meng, but... unfortunately, Ya knew everything about herself and Meng.

"Me? Didn't you say that? I'm just talking about dreams." Ya smiled toothily, with a deep dimple on her right cheek. Isn't it what dreams look like?

Seeing that Ya was a little distracted, Zhang Xiaohua took a lunge and flew away, just to snatch the parchment scroll in Ya's hand... Zhang Xiaohua's current skill is afraid that everyone in the field may not be his opponent. This parchment scroll is in Emperor Shitian In his hand, it was estimated that Zhang Xiaohua would probably snatch it away. However, Meng raised his hand slightly, and the whole arm was a phantom, and Zhang Xiaohua's hand suddenly became empty.

"Oh, my little husband, why are you so impatient? I originally wanted to stay with you for the rest of my life, but what you did made my heart break." Yajiao smiled, not looking angry at all. Just rubbing his hands together, the four parchment scrolls turned into fly ash and completely disappeared.

"This..." The seniors of the four immortal sects saw that the parchment was destroyed, and their energy and energy were all gone, and they all collapsed in place.

"You...how did you destroy it?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and said angrily.

"Why can't the slave family be destroyed? One slave family has been destroyed before, so what if another one is destroyed?" Yajiao said with a smile.

"Already destroyed one?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. He had never thought that there was another parchment scroll in the world that could enter the dense forest.

"Zixia..., I want to ask you, why did you say that Master Jingxuan did bad things with good intentions? Could it be that...she..." Peacock asked.

"Little peacock? Do you want to know?" Ya looked at the peacock disdainfully and said with a smile: "Jingxuan went to look for treasures and just found them. What's the point of bringing me to Yixiang Peak for no reason? Let me do it for nothing. Zuo has delayed her cultivation for several years, so beating her to death with one palm is considered an advantage for her."

"What? You...Master Jingxuan...were you beaten to death?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at her familiar face in disbelief.

"Why...can't it? I was practicing, but she took me away and went to the Incense Sect. Even I couldn't break the protective formation. If I hadn't obtained a demon elixir in the Orchid Grand Canyon, I..." Ya said with a sneer. Before she could finish her words, Zhang Xiaohua was shocked again. She suddenly woke up, pointed at Ya and said: "You... you were the one who cut Xiaohei's mother in half. , took away the demon pill in her belly?"

"Hehe, that's right, Xiaolangjun... did you actually reach that mountain peak? I thought only I and Xiao Chenchen had reached there." Ya made no secret.

"Zixia... Youlan Mulian's beast tide... was caused by you..." Chen Chen asked in disbelief.

"Haha, it's my concubine. Alas, I'm sorry. My cultivation level was still low that day. I didn't expect to offend another little thing." Ya smiled and said to Zhang Xiaohua: "But I will never do it from now on." , Mr. Young Master, although my cultivation has not completely recovered, I will definitely have no problem dealing with that little marten. I still need to thank you for this..."

"I..." Zhang Xiaohua was really stunned. He really couldn't figure out the relationship between Ya and Meng in front of him. Could it be that they are twin sisters? But... I've never heard of it in Meng.

"Of course, if you don't thank me, who are you thanking?" With that, Ya raised her right hand, revealing the dark ring on the ring finger of her right hand, and said with a smile: "If the young man hadn't given this storage ring to me, How can I find the long-lost technique of my demon sect in this ring?"

"Ah? This... this is for storage... what kind of ring?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked: "I... why can't my spiritual sense detect it?"

"Xiao Langjun is a cultivator, so of course he can't use things from the demon world. Is it any wonder?" Ya still smiled broadly and raised her hand: "This storage ring is a good thing in the world of cultivation, and it is also a good thing in the demon world. I really didn’t expect that Xiao Langjun’s luck would be so good. I have never found such a wonderful thing here.”

"Oh, it's a pity that the exercises in this ring only have the lower part, and there is no basic method for the upper part. It makes me think a lot," Ya Qing sighed.

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly thought of the black jade slip she found with the ring that was still in her purse.

"Ah~~~" Suddenly Ya's face was distorted, as if in extreme pain, blocking what Zhang Xiaohua was about to say. Looking at Ya's painful face, Zhang Xiaohua's heart ached for no reason, Ya's The eyes went from extremely bright to empty, and then there was expression again. When those eyes came back to their senses, when they saw Zhang Xiaohua, they were surprised and said: "Xiaohua, are you here too?"

Immediately, he looked around, covered his mouth, and whispered: "Ren Xiaoyao, are you... here?"

But then, before Zhang Xiaohua could speak, she closed her eyes again. After a while, she opened them, and her eyes were filled with pain and tears.

"Xiao Hua..." Meng Yi turned away from his arrogance and whispered: "I... I don't know how to tell you..."

"Are you...a dream? Are you...or Ya?" Zhang Xiaohua wanted to go up, but took a step forward, stood still, and asked tentatively.

"Of course I am a dream." Meng's tears flowed from her eyes, and she cried: "But... I have to let you down. Likewise, I... am also a dream."

"Huh???" Not only Zhang Xiaohua, but everyone in the audience, except Emperor Shitian, all looked surprised.

The King of Asura is about to rush through...

"Standing..." Zhang Xiaohua snorted coldly, and the Dream-Chasing Sword flew past, turning into sixty-four small swords, densely blocked in front of Asura: "If you take another step, I will immediately kill you." Take your life"

Asura looked at the flashing sword light in front of him, and was extremely horrified. He looked at Emperor Shitian who fell to the ground not far away. Emperor Shitian seemed to have a plan in his mind. He nodded slightly, and then Asura sat down.

Zhang Xiaohua remained motionless, and the sixty-four flying swords turned into one rod and flew to her side like a swimming fish. She ignored Asura at all and only asked with concern: "Meng, if it's you... Where is Naya?" ? "Why are you her?"

"Xiao Hua, it's a long story. I just integrated Ya's memory and learned some of its secrets," Meng said with tears.

"Fusion memory?" Zhang Xiaohua muttered at a loss.

"Xiao Hua, do you still remember what I told you on the Yixiang Peak? I often dream that I kill someone, and my hands are full of blood..."

"Well, remember..."

"That... is not a dream, that is true." Meng said sadly: "There are two consciousnesses in my body, or there are two people. During the day, it is me, and it is your dream, and after midnight, I will When sleeping, another person is Ya, and she will wake up. I don’t know what she does, but she will know what I do. When the sun rises at Yin time, I will wake up again, And elegance is deep sleep.”

"Ah, actually...there is such a thing?" Zhang Xiaohua was dumbfounded, "But...it's daytime now, it should be you, why did Ya come out?"

"Isn't it because of the ring you gave me? When I saw the ring in your hand that day, I just felt like it. I didn't know the reason. But Keya knew that she found the cultivation method from the ring. After practicing, Now that her cultivation has advanced greatly, she... has begun to gradually devour my consciousness... so... she can also appear during the day, and while she devours me... I also know her secret."

"When... she devours my consciousness, my... this dream will disappear, and I... will become Ya, or what you call Mengya."

"Then...don't you...not you anymore?" Zhang Xiaohua said anxiously: "I...how can I help you?"

"No, you can't help at all." Meng shook his head miserably, then with a burst of pain on his face, he murmured: "Xiaohua, I...I'm going back..."

Then, Meng's eyes flashed with scarlet brilliance. There was no trace of pain, and there was another look on his face, but... this look was a little more ferocious than before.

Ya woke up, looked around, and sighed: "Oh, it's a dream too. I just obeyed the slave's family. Why bother to go through so much trouble? It seems that the slave's family still needs more food."

Before Ya could even finish her words, her whole figure floated up and flew straight to the Tiangang Master who was nearest to her.

Seeing this, Master Tiangang frowned slightly, waved his hand, and the Yanfan Wheel spun towards Ya's waist.

"Meng, be careful" Zhang Xiaohua blurted out...and then covered her mouth, knowing that she was wrong

However, he didn't quite understand why Ya left suddenly. Maybe... he had something to do with Master Tiangang?

"Don't worry, little man, everything will be fine." When Yan Fan Lun flew to her side, Ya Zai didn't forget to look back and said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaohua was so embarrassed. Just when he lowered his head, the Yan Fan Lun hit Ya's hand, but something strange happened. Yan Fan Lun seemed to see the closest person, and there was a "buzzing" sound. , only slowly rotating in Ya's hand without making any attacks.

"This..." Everyone was horrified, including Emperor Shitian.

"You witch!" Master Tiangang reluctantly stood up, clasped his hands in his sleeves and struck at Ya. Seeing that Ya didn't move at all, Emperor Shitian became anxious and shouted: "Sir, be careful!"

"Sir???" Before everyone could wake up, they saw Ya's hand stretched out slightly and grasping the top of Master Tiangang's head. Master Tiangang didn't even move and was at the mercy of Ya.

With a "click" sound, Master Tiangang's head split open, and blood dripped to the ground.

"What...are you going to do?" Zhang Xiaohua was anxious. He had a pretty good impression of Master Tiangang. With a flash of consciousness, Zhu Meng turned into sword light and lingered around Ya. "Oh my, Xiaolangjun? You Do you want to fight with me?" Ya smiled.

"You...if you want to eat, just ask Emperor Shitian for it. Why do you want to kill people?" Zhang Xiaohua said angrily.

"Eh? Young Master, this monk from Dalin Temple... is the slave's food?" Ya looked innocent.

"How is it possible???" Everyone was horrified

At this moment, black energy rose from the ground, along with Master Tiangang's dripping blood. In just a moment, Master Tiangang turned into a mummy. Then, a strange scene shocked Zhang Xiaohua.

I saw black and red flames emanating from Congya's hands, and Master Tiangang's body immediately burned. In half a cup of tea, it was all reduced to ashes, leaving only a dozen crystal-clear Buddha bone relics on the ground. With a wave of his hand, he picked up all the dozens of small relics. He took a look at them, shook his head and sighed: "How do these monks in Dalin Temple practice? They are really inferior to each other."

After saying that, he opened his mouth and poured all the relics into his mouth. Hearing the "crack-crack-crack" sound from the teeth in Ya's mouth, he chewed the relics into pieces and swallowed them into his stomach.

Seeing everyone's stunned look, he was still not satisfied with his elegance. He looked at Master Yuandao again, as if Master Yuandao was a delicious meal.

"Who...are you?" Zhang Xiaohua shouted, and a voice not far away said in unison.

When everyone looked at it, it was Master Changsheng, the abbot of Dalin Temple. They saw Master Changsheng standing up, walking in front of Ya, clasping his hands and saying: "Donor...who are you? Why...do you say that I, Dalin Temple, am your food?" ?”

"Hahahaha" Ya smiled and said: "Little monk, you are really brave. Since you asked this, I will tell you something."

"Little monk Changsheng, what do you think is the difference between your Dalin Temple's relics and my Tianlong Sect's bones?"

"This..." Master Changsheng had just fought with Mohu Luojia and witnessed his magical power of turning the white bone whip into white bones. At this time, after listening to it, he felt that there was no essential difference between the two except that their attributes were completely opposite.

"Is it the same?" Ya smiled and said: "Then take a look again, what is the difference between your relics and the inner elixir of the monster?"

"This..." Master Changsheng finished his words again, and Zhang Xiaohua was also stunned. No wonder when Master Chang Geng mentioned the relics, the first thing he thought of was the demon elixir. At the same time, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly thought of... Buddha's Space

"Also, do you think the eight heavenly dragons in the Buddhist scriptures are very similar to the eight heavenly kings of my heavenly dragon sect?"

But no, some of the Buddha statues in Dalin Temple are very similar to some of the heavenly kings of the Tianlong Sect. This has always been suspected by many people. But after all, the Buddha Light of Dalin Temple is the nemesis of the Tianlong Sect. No one thought that the Tianlong Church has any relationship with Dalin Temple. what relationship

"Do you understand? The only purpose of you, the monk of Dalin Temple, is to chant sutras, recite Buddhist scriptures, and practice Buddhist techniques... is to serve as food for me. When I founded Dalin Temple, I just wanted to raise a flock of sheep for myself. When I need it, When the relics come, can you deliver them to me?"

"Ah~~~~~~~" Everyone was shocked, who is this Ya...?

"Hehe, young man? Are you afraid? The slave family is the real Emperor Shakti, and this Dalin Temple is just the kitchen of the slave family."

"Amitabha, good, good," Master Changsheng proclaimed the Buddha's name and shook his head slightly.

"Don't call it Amitabha, it's just something that the slave family took from the Buddha Sect for temporary use." Ya smiled and said: "Although all the exercises in your Dalin Temple are to restrain the Tianlong Sect, they are basically...the demon world's exercises. , so in the hands of the slave family, you have no power to fight back."

"You...are the Great Master Xuankong?" Master Yuandao not far away still didn't believe it: "The Great Master Xuankong is a man...how can you do that?"

"Haha, little monk, I belong to Xuan Kong. Dalin Temple was founded by me, and Guiyuan Pagoda was also built by me. I have to go to Guiyuan Pagoda every hundred years to eat a lot," Ya said with a smile.

"Every hundred years?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked: "You...how old are you?"

Before waiting for an answer, Master Changsheng laughed and said: "Old Na always laughs at Wu Greed, saying that he doesn't understand Buddhism and doesn't practice the true scriptures. Now it seems that maybe they are the only ones who practice Buddhism. We are waiting for him." ...The animals in the shed are just human blood food, that's all. Only then do you realize that everything is empty. Only then do you realize that color is really empty."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his figure, flashed the demon-slaying sword in his hand and stabbed Ya in the body.

Ya smiled softly, snatched the Demon-Slaying Sword with great dexterity, and stabbed it with the backhand, right in the abdomen of Master Changsheng. A stream of blood flowed out, splashing some on Ya's face. Coupled with Ya's somewhat ferocious smile, it looked like Very scary

"Ah???" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked when he saw this. Isn't this scene... what he saw in the river of cause and effect?

In the river of cause and effect, the Mrs. Aya that Zhang Xiaohua saw was actually not Mrs. Aya, but actually... it was Ya?

"You...you..." Zhang Xiaohua pointed at Ya. At this time, Master Changsheng's blood had flowed into the ground, and a wisp of black fire was generated from Ya's hand, incinerating Master Changsheng's body.

"You are Ya, then... Who is Mrs. Aya whom I went to find with you earlier?" Zhang Xiaohua said in surprise.

"Oh, Mr. Young Master, you are so smart but you are confused for a moment. Of course Mrs. Aya is my mother-in-law." Ya smiled, as if it was natural.

"But... you... aren't you Emperor Shitian? Or... the founder of Dalin Temple... Master Xuankong... how can Mrs. Aya be your mother?" Zhang Xiaohua was a little confused: "And... ...I will accompany you to find your life experience... Where did Grandma Ninth, Grandma Sigong, and Grandma Qiu go? I went back again... Why can't I find them there? "

"Haha, the young man is so thoughtful that he actually went there again. Since the young man wants to know, then... I will tell you clearly." Yamei smiled, with some surprise on her face, and looked at her feet again. The burning corpse said: "Actually, that small mountain village is completely fictitious and has never existed."

"Huh???" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, and then Tingya said: "Actually, the Nu family has known it since young monk Chang Geng told you about the appearance of the Nu family. Maybe you will find out that the Nu family is a saint of the Tianlong Sect. Identity, but... At that time, the Nu family had not yet laid a solid foundation in magic skills, and they did not want to leave Yixiang Peak, so..."

"So...you informed the Tianlong Sect? Let them kill the Hou family in Yixia Town and the small mountain village in Baiquan Mountain one step ahead?" Zhang Xiaohua said angrily.

"Ouch, Mr. Young Master, you guessed wrong," Ya said with a smile. At this time, Master Changsheng had been burned to ashes, and dozens of relics were revealed on the ground.

Zhang Xiaohua's expression softened and she said, "Who is that?"

"Nonsense, of course it's the Nu family themselves." Ya Jiang waved his hand and took a dozen relics, and said with a smile: "The Tianlong Sect disciples just came here after getting news, the Nu family doesn't want to attract your attention yet."

"You" Zhang Xiaohua looked at Ya in a daze, yes, this is definitely not the dream in his heart

"You go to bed as soon as midnight, how do you know what happens at night?" Ya dismissed it.

"But... what about Qiu Long Mountain? You... why don't you take action?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously.

"It's nonsense again. You arrived at Qiulong Mountain and met Qu Zhigao by chance. Even if the slave family killed his mother, wouldn't you be even more suspicious? And... you slept at the entrance of the cave that night, and you will There are still restrictions on the cave, how can I be willing to destroy your intention to protect my family? "

"Where's the small mountain village? It... really doesn't exist?" Zhang Xiaohua was definitely a little unbelievable.

"Of course, it was because the Nu family had no choice but to notify the Tianlong Sect disciples and ask them to set up a temporary bureau on the top of the mountain next to Poyang Town. Fortunately, the Nu family met you there that day, and Jingxuan had already After death, who can know where the slave family is? "

"It's just... these disciples are too stupid to pretend to be villagers. There was no movement at all at night. Did you... find some clues and went back to check?" Ya said bitterly: " Also... there is no corpse in the tomb on the top of the mountain. If you really have the spiritual consciousness to check it, won't you make the slaves think about it again? "

But no, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly realized why she always felt that the small mountain village was a little weird that night. When I was in Guozhuang, in addition to the chirping of insects, there were also the sounds of teeth grinding, grunting, children's cries, well, there were even a lot of moans in Guozhuang. But... in that small mountain village, besides the sound of wind... ...Nothing is all a disciple of the Tianlong Sect. They conscientiously fulfill the orders of the Saint. Who dares to sleep? Who dares to do anything else? ?

As for the tomb, Zhang Xiaohua would not be bored to check it with her spiritual sense. Even for the second time, she used her spiritual sense to find out whether it was a cemetery.

"Then...why did you appear at the ferry outside Poyang Town?" Zhang Xiaohua was confused and couldn't figure out the reason. Looking at Ya chewing the relics of Master Changsheng, he didn't know whether he should take action. , Ya... But it's just a dream... He can't have the desire to kill... If... the dream hadn't appeared at the ferry, he might... wouldn't have met the dream, and wouldn't have started this unforgettable journey. I fell in love, so Zhang Xiaohua couldn’t help but asked.

"How does the Nu family know?" Ya spread his hands and answered unexpectedly: "That means the Nu family really has no memory, and I don't know why I was bumped into by Jingxuan. As for why I went to the ferry, Xiaolangjun, didn't you get Jingxuan's memory?" Is this the treasure Xuan is looking for?”

Then, as if thinking of something, he turned back to Di Shitian and said, "Di Shitian, why do you think I lost my way from the Tianlong Sect back then?"

After hearing this, Emperor Shitian said with great respect: "My lord, that time was the day when the lord returned, and he was supposed to be resting in the Tianlong Sect, but... I don't know why... the lord suddenly disappeared from the palace. At that time, it was I was so frightened that I sent out a large number of people but couldn't find him...but..."

Having said this, Emperor Shitian looked at Zhang Xiaohua and said with a smile: "However, I understand now. Sir... must go to find this... Emperor Shitian who is the next generation of the Tianlong Sect."

"Giggle" Ya laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, and she covered her mouth and said: "No... It was God who gave the slave family this fate, so that the slave family met the young man at the ferry. From then on... relying on the young man's great luck, The Nu family has also benefited greatly. If it weren't for Xiao Langjun, how could the Nu family have obtained the magic scripture? If it weren't for this magic scripture, how could the Nu family have found a way to sacrifice the demon flag? Here...but with Xiaolangjun, everything about the slave family...has become possible. Xiaolangjun, tell me...are you and the slave family a marriage made by God? "

Just as he was talking, a red light suddenly flashed on Ya's body, and the ground shook at the same time, making a "rumbling" sound.

A burst of surprise flashed across Ya's face. She moved her hand a little, and a wisp of black air came out from between her fingers, seeping into the ground. Zhang Xiaohua felt her eyes go dark, and a dark flag flew out from the ground. It’s the demon flag that Zhang Xiaohua saw in the Buddha’s space.

Exactly, at this time, the surface of the demon flag was no longer as dark as before, but showed a lot of blood threads. The blood threads were connected one by one, densely packed, and the blood threads... seemed to be suspended in the air. Above the flag, under the sky, there is a scarlet brilliance.

"Looks very familiar, young man?" Ya pointed at the demon flag, and the demon flag flew up, wrapping Ya's concave body and covering up his purple robe.

"I really can't believe... where did you get the Great Luck Dao? The Nu family pressed the ninth-grade lotus platform that they can't use with a magic flag under the Guiyuan Pagoda, and used the Buddhist power of the ninth-grade lotus platform to provide Buddha's light to the Guiyuan Pagoda. It would be better for you, He actually pulled out all the firepower and took away the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform. If not for... the Nu family won't need the Guiyuan Pagoda in the future, there will no longer be Buddha's light appearing in the Guiyuan Pagoda." Ya said with a smile, turning to Yuandao again The master said: "Little monk, I am Master Xuankong. You have to believe this fact. A few months ago, I took this demon flag from the Guiyuan Pagoda and made the Guiyuan Pagoda emit Buddha light. Well, this is where I am." I'm talking about the Guiyuan Tribulation... Aren't you just here to answer the Tribulation? Hey, little monk, do you know now what the real Guiyuan Tribulation is?"

As he spoke, Ya waved his sleeves, and a scarlet brilliance hit Master Yuandao. Master Yuandao immediately began to wither, like a branch that has lost its moisture...

"Wait for you...hahaha" Ya laughed wildly, and shot out several red lights. Master Changxing and Yuanming had no time to dodge, and they all began to wither...

"Stop..." Zhang Xiaohua shouted, trying to stop

Ya glanced at him with a smile and said curiously: "Little Master, these are all raised by the slave family. Why do you want the slave family to stop?"

Then he waved his hand again, and Alliance Leader Zhang San, who had been standing there dumbfounded, flew into Ya's hand involuntarily, "You... what... are you... going to do?" Alliance Leader Zhang San shouted in horror.

"What? What else can I do?" Ya smiled again and said, "I put some magic skills in the Ma family in Xinji Town, which is exactly the same as the Dalin Temple. Since you have practiced it, of course you will have the same fate as the monks in Dalin Temple?"

"I..." Zhang San, the leader of the alliance, changed his face. Before he could speak, all the blood in his body was sucked out by Ya...

ps: There is one more chapter, which will be released in the early morning~

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