Chapter 367 Their hearts will not allow them to stand idly by
The lens is blurry.
The memory is clear.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his thoughts surged like ink.
As soon as he retracted his force, the teacup shattered into countless pieces.
Blood-stained porcelain pieces rolled down in a row.
The surging thoughts were suppressed again.
[Host, please do not blame yourself, please trust the system. ]
They won't die.
【Your appearance is a turning point. 】
The system's mechanical sound began to fluctuate violently.
[Immortality is a product of the host world——]
After the words were spoken, the system fell completely silent.
Ye Xingzhou's messy mind froze when he heard this.
What's the meaning?
Immortality, is it from the world he belongs to?
This disgusting thing is actually a product of his original world?
It was so disgusting that Ye Xingzhou could only think of the twin-tailed cockroach.
Ye Xingzhou suddenly stood up.
Blood dripped from his fingertips, but he seemed unaware and his brows were serious.
Previously, he only knew that the system asked him for help, and the system also said that the Demon Summoning Scroll was not from this world, but he did not know the details.
Now, the system says that immortality is a product of his original world.
Why do the products of the original world overflow into the world of immortal cultivation, and continue to multiply and devour the world of immortal cultivation?
Could it be that there is some loophole connecting the two worlds?
From immortal to fake person.
Ye Xingzhou felt a chill down his spine.
The four words left by Zuo Chunhui appeared before my eyes.
The cocoon breaks and the snake sheds its skin.
Realize it later.
Ye Xingzhou only now understood the meaning.
If we meet again, Zuo Chunhui will no longer be Zuo Chunhui.
It is a fake person who replaces someone else, it is a shadow.
Does Bumie want to replace the entire world of immortal cultivation?
Devour the original ones and breed new fake people.
Just like how Ye Xingzhou was trapped in the shadow world by the right protector?
It is not true, and it is not false.
From now on, all living people will become shadows made up of disgusting sticky insects?
As my thoughts were racing, I heard a few conversations outside the door.
"I heard from my senior brother that Fang Rong from the outer sect has returned. He's the one with the dung showering on his head."
"Even though I heard him shouting some terrifying nonsense."
"What did he yell?"
"Just a while ago, he was shouting about how the death of the world was fake and what the future held..." The man shuddered, "It sounded creepy."
"It's really creepy." The companion rubbed his arms.
"Let's ignore him for now. The demonic cultivators have been slaughtering people wantonly lately. All the elders in the sect have to leave their retreat. The flying boats of the neighboring Xuanling Sect are waiting outside. Elder Xuan has repeatedly notified everyone to be on high alert."
"Senior Brother Chao also went with them. The sect is indeed not at peace right now..."
The sound gradually faded away until it became unclear.
Heaven is doomed, the world is false.
God wants to disappear, and the world is fake.
This statement is so outrageous.
Who wouldn't be terrified when hearing this from a monk?
There is no time to delay.
But Ye Xingzhou was still conflicted.
Even though the system gave repeated assurances, Ye Xingzhou still couldn't feel at ease regarding the formation.
This is an indefinite number.
His selfishness made him unwilling to hand over the formation book.
He couldn't be sure whether the demise of his predecessors would be repeated on the people around him.
He can walk this dead end alone.
I just wish my relatives and friends good health, free from illness and disaster.
Just as Ye Xingzhou was about to go out to find Elder Xuan, the door was pushed open.
Elder Xuan had a serious expression on his face. He frowned when he smelled the blood in the room. His eyes fell on Ye Xingzhou's injured hand. He was about to say something harsh, but changed his tone when he saw Ye Xingzhou's distraught face.
"Ye Xingzhou, what are you doing?"
"I didn't hold the cup steady."
Ye Xingzhou made an excuse and pulled out the porcelain piece stuck in his palm without even frowning.
Elder Xuan took out a repair pill and said, "Eat it."
"Thank you, Elder Xuan."
Ye Xingzhou took the pill and was still a little dazed.
Elder Xuan frowned even deeper. "You idiot! Don't you feel the pain when your hand is injured?"
Ye Xingzhou shook his head.
He is not afraid of pain.
It's just that the amount of information I received at the time was too much, and my thoughts were confused and I couldn't digest it.
"Elder Xuan, are you going to leave the sect?"
Elder Xuan hummed unhappily, "I came to you this time because I have something important to tell you."
"Fang Rong's condition is that he lacks soul and spirit, and he won't be able to wake up for a while."
"His return was so strange, I'm afraid someone with ulterior motives will take action. The demonic cultivators are rampant these days, and I have to leave the peak for a while, so I won't be able to keep an eye on him."
Ye Xingzhou asked, "How should we place them?"
"Don't worry about it. Just because I can't see him doesn't mean I can't hide him."
Elder Xuan rolled his eyes at Ye Xingzhou and took out a lamp out of thin air.
"I'll leave Fang Rong's matter to you."
This is the soul-guiding lamp. The lamp is lit to find the soul, but now the lamp is off.
Elder Xuan really knew the truth.
Ye Xingzhou nodded and looked into Elder Xuan's eyes without his usual playful smile.
"Elder Xuan, you know right?"
Elder Xuan remained calm and said, "What do you mean by knowing? I don't know."
Ye Xingzhou stubbornly said, "This is inheritance. Senior Brother Xiang and the others will be like Senior Sister Yue Qian's father."
"them."
"Will they die?"
Now, Ye Xingzhou can only verify it over and over again.
His eyes were earnest and anxious as he waited for Elder Xuan's answer.
Elder Xuan stared at Ye Xingzhou for a while, then raised his hand and touched his head.
The old hands brushing against my hair bring a solid sense of security.
"What you're worried about won't happen. The four of them are destined to gather the immortals, including you. None of them can be missing."
"No one among the disciples of Yantian Sect will be in any danger."
"Besides, I am not so cowardly as to need my disciples to lead the charge."
Elder Xuan's words, his voice which used to be violent, were now extremely calm.
"Just remember, whether it's Yantian Sect or Xuanling Sect."
"Being an elder carries both the title and the responsibility."
"For the people, for all life, no one is a coward."
Elder Xuan's eyes, slightly yellowed due to old age, looked at Ye Xingzhou. Beneath his firm gaze was a rare calmness.
"What you think is good, what you think is safe, is actually a confinement for them."
"To cultivate the Tao, one must first cultivate the mind. Tolerating the common people is the way to tolerate oneself."
"Now that the immortals are in power and the demonic cultivators are rampant, isn't it that the cultivators are practicing the way of cultivation with a heart of cultivation?"
Elder Xuan patted Ye Xingzhou's shoulder and spoke slowly.
"Their hearts won't allow them to sit idly by."
A frightened heart.
An anxious and helpless heart.
After hearing this, I suddenly felt more confident.
Ye Xingzhou exhaled and stood up. "Elder Xuan's teachings are correct. I am the one who is too narrow-minded."
Elder Xuan stroked his beard and said, "The elders just have bad tempers, but that doesn't mean they will push the disciples to stand in the way at the critical moment."
Just like Elder Sha of the Law Enforcement Hall, although he usually doesn't like Ye Xingzhou, when the evil cultivators are rampant, the first person he goes to is Elder Sha.
If you have the right mind, you cannot be blamed.
"Since you have figured it out, I am leaving too."
Ye Xingzhou nodded and said, "Elder Xuan, when you come back, Senior Brother Xiang and I will grill a lotus leaf chicken for you."
Elder Xuan made the number five.
"Five less and I'll beat you two to death."
Ye Xingzhou laughed.
The house was quiet again.
Ye Xingzhou took out paper and pen from the desk and wrote fluently.
At the end, a drop of ink falls from the tip of the pen, like a plum blossom blooming.
The letter was placed under the teacup. Ye Xingzhou used some hand gestures to clean up the mess in the room, bandaged his injured hand, and hurried out.
He also needs to go to Beidian City as soon as possible.
When they met and said goodbye, words were too much to express, so Ye Xingzhou chose to leave a letter.
Only letters of farewell.
Leave a note, leave a thought, leave a memory.
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