Fu Changling walked quickly along the location in the painting. As he walked back, he thought about what those people said.
In the past, Yue Sinan built the Blood Transformation Pond here. In the city, there lived a genius fool with a natural spiritual root named Qin Yan.
According to the storyteller, the fool obviously survived. Not only did he survive, he could even speak clearly. According to what he said, the child named Qin Yan at that time might have been possessed by someone from Yunze. Anyway, he didn't have a soul in his body, so he was the perfect material for possession.
If that child was really possessed by someone from the Karma Prison, why did they go to such great lengths to come here, but where did that child go?
How could a person with natural spiritual roots who could break through the barrier set up by Sword Master Ye Lan and come to Yunze remain unknown in Yunze for so many years?
Now all the information points to the most likely person, Qin Yan. But based on Fu Changling's understanding of Qin Yan, how could Qin Yan be a person from the Karma Prison?
Fu Changling's thoughts became increasingly confused. He took a deep breath, raised his hand, touched the jade pendant Qin Yan had given him, and called out directly, "Senior Brother."
Qin Yan was discussing the charter for the Immortal Alliance with others. When he heard Fu Changling's words, he raised his hand, made a "silence" gesture to the others, frowned, and said, "Something happened?"
At the same time, he nodded to the people around him and said softly, "Excuse me."
As he spoke, he walked out of the hall. Fu Changling knew that he had something else to do, so he didn't hesitate and said directly, "Brother, I'm at the Samsara Bridge now."
"Um."
"I learned from the people here that the Blood Transformation Pool was built here, and the fourth Qi channel seal should be here."
"I know." Qin Yan just said, "Is there any difficulty?"
"Senior Brother." Fu Changling hesitated for a moment. He was actually a little afraid to ask. He suddenly thought of a very bad possibility. If Qin Yan was really an amateur, any information he revealed at this moment would be a disaster for Yunze.
Qin Yan heard the hesitation in Fu Changling's tone and didn't ask any more questions. He just waited quietly. After a long time, Fu Changling finally said, "I learned about an incident. Fifteen years ago, a child fell into the Blood Transformation Pool. He had a natural spiritual root and was destined to be Qin Yan."
Qin Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. Fu Changling continued, "That child had no soul before he fell into the Evolution Pool, so he was a fool. He didn't die after falling in, and the first thing he asked after waking up was, 'Is this Yunze?'"
"You think," Qin Yan immediately understood Fu Changling's words, "that the child was possessed by Karma Prison, and that he might be me?"
"Brother," Fu Changling said in a deep voice, "Think carefully, are you really from the mortal world?"
Qin Yan fell silent, carefully recalling his memories before the age of four.
In fact, those memories were not very clear. He just remembered the dry and cracked land, as if it was the sun that never set, and the heat rising up was so suffocating that it made people suffer.
He remembered the war, remembered that steamed buns were a luxury, and remembered that his mother squeezed on a boat with many people and took him across the ocean, saying that they were going to find the legendary fairyland.
But these memories are very vague, like scattered fragments.
When Qin Yan was silent, Fu Changling felt a little flustered. He thought Qin Yan was unhappy because of his suspicion, so he hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm not suspicious, I just..."
"I've met Miss Guan."
Qin Yan confirmed and spoke. Fu Changling was stunned. He thought for a long time before he remembered that when they were in Taiping Town, Qin Yan had always been very good to Guan Xiaoniang.
He was jealous at that time. Qin Yan told him that he felt that Guan Xiaoniang seemed like an old friend.
"I remember her. She gave me food." Qin Yan said calmly, "But I thought it was impossible at the time. After all, I didn't come to Penglai until I was four years old. But Guan Xiaoniang must have died in Taiping Town not long after you were born, so I never thought much about it. I just remembered it wrongly at the time. But if I had appeared by the Blood Transformation Pool, it would be very normal."
Qin Yan said calmly: "Yue Sinan is good at puppetry. She hates Guan Xiaoniang for killing your mother, so she made Guan Xiaoniang into a puppet. If I were the child whose soul was taken away, and I had seen Guan Xiaoniang as a puppet, it would be natural."
"But you..." Fu Changling found it incredible, "You...you don't look like someone from the Karma Prison."
How could someone from the Hell of Karma travel thousands of miles to Yunze and finally die for Yunze?
Qin Yan remained silent, but Fu Changling still found it absurd: "If you came from the Prison of Karma at that time and took Qin Yan's soul, then who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I have no idea."
Qin Yan spoke slowly, his tone a little difficult: "But Changling, in my last life, I did become the Demon Lord Sui Yan, and Yun Ze is indeed gone."
Fu Changling was stunned on the spot. Qin Yan murmured: "Yun Ze's demise, perhaps, was not accidental."
“Senior Brother…”
Fu Changling was in a state of confusion and suddenly felt a little scared. Qin Yan closed his eyes, controlled his emotions, and said calmly: "Don't worry about other things. What is coming will come. Just do what you have to do."
"Back then, the Demon Lord of the Immaculate Palace opened the gates to the Hell of Karma, intending to welcome its inhabitants to Yunze. However, for the gates to open, the seals on all four Qi channels must be released. It doesn't matter who I am or where I come from. Your first priority now is to seal the fourth Qi channel."
"Don't trust anyone now," Qin Yan said with a cold look in his eyes, "including me."
Fu Changling pursed his lips and said, "I understand, don't worry, Senior Brother. You..." Fu Changling hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Take care of yourself. Whether you come from the Hell of Karma or the mortal world."
"You are all Qin Yan."
After hearing this, Qin Yan was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Thank you."
"Don't waste your spiritual energy," Qin Yan knew that transmitting sound over a thousand miles was extremely energy-consuming, so he just said, "Go, I'll wait for you to come back."
Fu Changling responded, and the jade pendant dimmed. After the jade pendant dimmed, Fu Changling continued to rush forward. Ten miles from the Blood Transformation Pool, Fu Changling saw an official road with a stone tablet on it. Fu Changling descended from the sky and arrived in front of the stone tablet. He saw three words carved on it with a sword: "Burial Immortal City".
These three characters were in ancient script. Fu Changling felt vaguely familiar with them, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.
Fu Changling stared at these three words for a long time, and felt that the sword intent in the words was a bit dazzling, so he simply stopped looking at them, picked up his sword and stepped behind the stone tablet.
As soon as he entered the stone tablet, he felt an invisible force dragging him down. His sword could not fly at all and he was completely unable to control the sword.
Fu Changling could only walk inside along the official road by himself.
This place had obviously been deserted for a long time. There was no living creature at all. The wilderness stretched out endlessly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the air was filled with gloomy air.
Fu Changling walked forward for a while and vaguely saw people.
But these people were not living people. They were wearing immortal costumes from more than ten years ago. They came from various sects and were tied to wooden stakes and stood in the wilderness.
They had already died, but strangely they kept the same look they had when they died, with pale faces, painful expressions, and lowered heads, like criminals punished to be here for people to watch. Fu Changling looked at them one by one, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally arrived at the city gate.
The city still retains its original appearance, even the plaque on the city wall is still the same as it was back then.
The yellow sand covered the words on the plaque. Fu Changling raised his hand, and a gust of wind blew away the yellow sand on the plaque, revealing the name of the city - "Wenjian City".
Fu Changling thought about it and had some impression of this city. In his impression, this city should have been named by the Sword Master Ye Lan himself, because he learned the sword here.
Fu Changling moved his gaze downwards from the city wall and saw a huge circular pool. The pool was nearly two zhang deep and three hundred zhang wide, looking very huge. It was said that in the battle of Yue Sinan in the Blood Transformation Pool, the blood of the cultivators filled the pool. This may have been a bit exaggerated, but now seeing how big the pool was, even after exaggeration, one can still know how tragic the battle was back then.
Fu Changling walked forward, and the further he walked, the more clearly he felt that the spiritual energy here was different from that of other places.
Before, those mortals said that since the construction of the Blood Transformation Pool, no grass or trees grow in other places except the Samsara Bridge because the spiritual energy has been exhausted.
He had thought so, but now that he was here, he realized that the spiritual energy here was not exhausted. On the contrary, the concentration of spiritual energy here was almost higher than anywhere else he had been. He closed his eyes and could feel the spiritual energy coming from all directions, finally pouring into the blood pool in front of him.
Fu Changling jumped into the blood evolution pool and saw that this circular pit, which was three hundred feet wide, was covered with strange lines. Some of these lines had become blurred over time, and the blood had stained the white jade bricks used to build the pit, leaving the originally white jade bricks with a light rust color. This rust color mixed with the lines, the dark clouds in the sky, and the corpses of the monks outside, presenting an extremely cold tone. When people walked in this vast pit, they felt inexplicably chilled in their hearts.
Fu Changling took out the construction drawings that the man had drawn for him before, and compared them with the patterns in the entire deep pit. He roughly determined that this blood-transforming pool was indeed a sacrificial formation. In addition to the sacrificial formation, it also contained a body-snatching formation.
The situation of possessing a body usually involves a high-level cultivator possessing a lower-level cultivator or mortal. It doesn't require the assistance of a formation at all. There are only two situations where a formation is needed. One is that the possessor has low abilities, or...
There are too many people trying to take over someone else's body.
Thinking of this, Fu Changling felt a chill in his heart.
He looked back at the monk on the wooden stake not far away, then looked back at the patterns on the ground. Many terrible thoughts came to his mind.
For example, there were not just one person who took over someone else's body, but even tens of millions of people.
He took a deep breath, knowing that now was not the time to think about these things. After all, this happened many years ago, and it was no longer important for him to think about it. As Qin Yan said, the most important thing now was to seal the fourth meridian.
Now that three of the meridians have been sealed, he only needs to seal the fourth meridian. No matter how many cultivators came to take over his body, for Yunze, it would be like closing the door to beat the dog.
The Karma Prison cultivators back then were not stronger in strength, but their skills were strange. He and Qin Yan had already developed a way to deal with them. Once the road from Karma Prison to Yunze was completely blocked and the people from Karma Prison had no way to retreat, he would look for an opportunity to break through. They were able to pacify the Wuqiu Palace back then, so it would be no problem for them to do so now.
The reason why Yunze completely declined back then might be because these four meridians were not sealed. As long as he sealed the four meridians now, perhaps the problem of Yunze's spiritual power exhaustion would be solved?
Fu Changling thought about it and without hesitation, he took out the sealing scroll that Jiang Yebai gave him, and then sat cross-legged. The Spirit Gathering Tower began to hover around him, absorbing all the spiritual energy around him.
The sealing scroll was spread out in front of him. He closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to observe the surroundings. He could clearly see the direction of the spiritual energy flowing all the way down to the Blood Transformation Pool.
This form was no different from the previous ones. Fu Changling followed the spiritual energy downwards and clearly saw a vortex.
This vortex did not have any barrier. When Fu Changling's consciousness passed through it, it had a huge suction force, as if it wanted to suck Fu Changling's entire soul away!
The fourth meridian is also opened!
Fu Changling frowned and continued to explore the surroundings.
After the spiritual energy entered the meridians, some of it overflowed out in a very regular pattern. Fu Changling followed three fixed directions and then discovered that these four directions were Jinguan Temple, Wangu Cliff, and Taiping Town.
Fu Changling withdrew his spiritual sense and slowly opened his eyes. This kind of exploration over a thousand miles was extremely exhausting, even with spiritual sense. Fortunately, Fu Changling's spiritual sense was already in the late stage of tribulation, just one step away from the heavenly way, so this was nothing to him.
The Spirit Gathering Tower slowly rotated beside him, and the sealed scroll in front of him absorbed the spiritual energy and exuded the pure cultivation of a famous and upright sect.
The spiritual power was similar to Qin Yan's, and Fu Changling couldn't help but move his gaze to the scroll.
The Qi channels in Taiping Town have been opened, and the Qi channels here have also been opened. Moreover, the Qi channels here are much stronger than those in Taiping Town.
Under this seal, spiritual power flowed in four directions, which proved that the intention of the Blood Transformation Pool at that time was perhaps not just to open the seal under his feet.
Fu Changling took a deep breath and no longer cared about anything else. He thought about sealing this place first, and then going back to find Qin Yan to discuss it.
After he thought it through, he circulated his spiritual energy throughout his body, and then began to pour his spiritual power into Jiang Yebai's sealing scroll.
Now, it is indeed a bit difficult for him to try to seal the meridians connecting the two worlds by himself. However, with the blessing of Jiang Yebai's sealing scroll, which was cultivated through tribulation, it will be much easier. This is why he has been using Jiang Yebai's scroll all this time.
This time, the Qi channels had been widened after years of nourishment by spiritual power. Sealing them was much more difficult than the previous three. So he devoted himself to absorbing spiritual power, and used his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power to widen the patterns on the scroll bit by bit.
Fu Changling's troubles lasted until late at night.
Qin Yan sat alone in the Wenyue Palace, packing up Jiang Yebai's belongings.
During the great battle that day, the Wenyue Palace was totally destroyed. After Qin Yan restored the Wenyue Palace, he took out the broken items and repaired them one by one.
After the repair was completed, he took Jiang Yebai's palace master dress.
He had only seen Jiang Yebai wear this dress once. When he was eight years old, Jiang Yebai pulled him and walked step by step to the top of Hongmeng Palace. When he turned his head to look up at him, Jiang Yebai was wearing this dress.
The clothes are silver, with mountains, rivers, sun and moon embroidered on the corners, a feather crown dotted with jade, and dragons and phoenixes painted on the jade faces on both sides competing for a pearl.
Jiang Yebai was still very young at that time. It was the first time he showed such a serious look in front of Qin Yan. He pulled him up the stairs, chin slightly raised, as if he was used to such occasions where millions of people looked up at him. Halfway through, Jiang Yebai turned around and asked him, "Yan Ming, are you tired?"
Qin Yan knew that he couldn't cause trouble for Jiang Yebai at this time, so he shook his head and replied in a childish voice, "Not tired."
When they stood on a high place, overlooking the mountains and rivers, amid the sound of everyone's cheers and applause, Jiang Yebai squatted down and whispered to him, "Yan Ming, look, this is the kingdom that your master has built for you!"
Thinking of this, Qin Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Master," Qin Yan raised his hand and touched the clothes, speaking gently, "Tomorrow is the founding ceremony of the Immortal Alliance. Many immortals will gather, and I will also become the leader of the Immortal Alliance. After this, Yunze will probably be in war for a long time. They don't know how long it will last, but I do."
"But Master, I'm not afraid."
"I will avenge you," Qin Yan said calmly, "I will find your murderer, don't worry."
Qin Yan smiled and said, "I will defend the kingdom you conquered."
Qin Yan said, resting his head gently on his clothes: "Please also bless Fu Changling to return safely."
"Don't be angry, he's actually a very good person. If you get to know him better, you'll like him too."
“Master…”
Qin Yan closed his eyes. At this moment, a cold wind blew gently from the surroundings. This cold wind was filled with a gloomy aura, different from the usual one. Qin Yan suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously drew his sword, protected himself, and shouted: "Who?!"
The wind became gentle, lightly brushing Qin Yan's face. Qin Yan saw golden powder particles spinning down in front of him, slowly condensing into a person in front of him.
The man's body was emitting a faint glow, as if transparent. Qin Yan stared at the other side in a daze, and saw the other party stretched out his hand and waved at him: "Yan Ming."
"Master... Master..."
Qin Yan looked at the person in front of him and felt incredible. But after a moment, he suddenly woke up, raised his sword and pointed it at the person opposite him, and said calmly: "My master is dead, you are not him."
"Yan Ming, if I'm not dead," Jiang Yebai looked at him quietly, "will you come with me?"
"What do you mean?" Qin Yan frowned. "What do you mean by not dead?"
When Qin Yan heard this, for some reason, his heart began to tremble and he even felt a little scared.
He remembered watching Jiang Yebai disappear before his eyes in his previous life. In this life, he watched Jiang Yebai disappear in front of him again. He clenched his sword and said in a low voice: "Who are you talking about? Who is not dead?"
"Yan Ming," Jiang Yebai smiled bitterly, "Are you willing to destroy Yun Ze for me?"
"Who are you?!"
Qin Yan shouted, but Jiang Yebai remained calm. He stared at Qin Yan, raised his hand, and pointed his fingers like a sword, lightly placing it against his chest.
This is a unique etiquette of the Karma Prison Demon Cultivators. Back then in the Wuque Palace, Qin Yan had seen countless demon cultivators standing in front of the statue of Demon Lord Linghao, making this posture. The stone statue on the high platform held a sword in one hand and put his fingers together to form a sword with the other hand, with his fingertips lightly touching his chest.
The appearance of the stone statue gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.
"My name is Linghao," his cold tone seemed to be devoid of any mortal sorrow or joy, without any ripples. "Yunze's name is Jiang Yebai."
Lightning exploded in the distance, thunder rumbled, and Fu Changling used his spiritual power to expand the scroll given by Jiang Yebai to the limit. Cold sweat broke out on his head, but he still struggled to press the scroll down bit by bit.
The invisible resistance fought against him frantically. The skin on his hands cracked due to the excessive use of spiritual power, and blood beads condensed in the air and flew out. The surrounding spiritual power protected the blood beads, as if treating them as treasures, and they lightly fell onto the patterns of the blood pool.
The moment the blood drop fell, Fu Changling clearly felt the force that was blocking him dissipate. He then pushed the seal down again. At this moment, a female voice suddenly appeared in Fu Changling's mind: "No."
"mother?"
Tan Xin had long since acknowledged him as her master. Even though Tan Xin was now in Fu Yushu's hands, what he saw could still be seen by Lin Chen's soul in Tan Xin's sword.
When Fu Changling heard Lin Chen's words, he didn't dare to give up. If he stopped at this moment, the force that was fighting against him would immediately swallow him up.
Lin Chen seemed to be observing. After a moment, she said calmly, "There is the Lin family's sword intent in it."
Fu Changling was shocked when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mother, inform Father to bring people to the Blood Transformation Pool near the Samsara Bridge immediately."
It is now very difficult for Lin Chen to communicate directly with Fu Yushu. The only person she can talk to is Fu Changling, who is connected to the sword spirit of Tan Xin Sword.
However, after thinking for a moment, she said, "Okay."
After Fu Changling got Lin Chen's response, he didn't care about anything else. He closed his eyes and carefully identified the force that was resisting him.
The force resisting him seemed to come from the Karma Prison, entangled by layers of demonic energy. However, after Fu Changling used his spiritual sense to carefully distinguish it, he detected what Lin Chen called the Lin family sword intent.
No, the evil spirit is on the outside!
Fu Changling suddenly realized that what he was fighting against was not the power of Karma Prison, but Yunze's spiritual energy, which was deliberately entangled with demonic energy to make people mistakenly think that it was Karma Prison's resistance.
If the power resisting his seal is not the Karma Prison, the one that Yunze set up here to resist him should be the previous seal. Sword Master Ye Lan's mother was originally the head of the Lin family. The sword he used was her spine sword, and at this moment he was still resisting Fu Changling's Lin family sword intent, which should be Ye Lan's sword intent back then.
The seal is not broken!
And the scroll in his hand...
The moment Fu Changling realized this, he quickly withdrew his hand. However, when he had this intention, countless arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed his palm tightly.
This scene seemed familiar. It was the scene in the Xuanji Secret Realm when he was forced to open the first seal!
Those people pressed his hand directly onto the scroll, and the lines on the scroll burst into golden light, suddenly piercing Fu Changling's palm. Fu Changling's spiritual energy opened up, and the bone sword swept out, cutting off the arms that grabbed his hand one by one.
However, it seemed as if those arms could never be chopped off. After one batch was chopped off, another batch came, one after another, and they kept pulling Fu Changling's hands, letting his blood drip onto the scroll.
At this time, Fu Changling saw the patterns on the scroll move.
The pattern slowly twisted and split, then slowly aligned with the pattern of the Blood Transformation Pool.
In an instant, Fu Changling's mind suddenly flashed with the familiarity of the three words "Zangxian City" on the boundary marker when he came here.
It's this scroll!
The strokes used in the three words "Burial Immortal City" and the strokes on the scroll Jiang Yebai gave him, although separated, although one is written in ancient characters and the other is a drawing of a formation, the formation itself is a kind of character, and no matter how hidden the traces of the strokes are, they will appear inadvertently.
Jiang Yebai...
Fu Changling's blood dripped onto the scroll. He watched the words on the scroll twist one by one and combine with the formation of the Blood Transformation Pool.
The sweat and blood on Fu Changling's head mixed on the ground, and many things flashed through his mind.
He remembered every time Qin Yan mentioned Jiang Yebai to him, and every time he talked to him about his master.
Thinking back to his previous life, Qin Yan was hunted down by the immortals because of Jiang Yebai's death, and was forced to become a demon and betray his way. Thinking back to his life of guilt, until the end he had no desire to live, no teacher, no friends, and no ties.
If Jiang Yebai is from the Karma Prison...
Fu Changling's heart suddenly ached, and his mind was full of Qin Yan.
If Jiang Yebai is from the Karma Prison, then Qin Yan... must be so sad.
He fell into the dust because of Jiang Yebai's death. Since Jiang Yebai's death was inevitable, he spent all his efforts in this life just to make Jiang Yebai live well.
It would be fine if Jiang Yebai died, that would just be sad, but if Jiang Yebai didn't die, then Qin Yan's fall into the devil was probably planned by him.
His master, his family, the most respected and important person in his life, treated him as a pawn.
He wants to kill him.
Fu Changling gasped for breath. He watched as the two formations in front of him were about to close and the Spirit Gathering Tower began to vibrate wildly. Fu Changling's heart was filled with anger.
He wanted to go back and see Qin Yan immediately.
Jiang Yebai must not be dead yet, he will definitely go find Qin Yan again.
He would go back immediately and kill him.
Because of the blood feud between two lifetimes, he must kill him!
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