For a moment, Nie Yinzhi's mind was blank, and no other thoughts could come into her mind. Her mind was filled with "feeding all the demons and saving all living beings". As long as she jumped down from here, she could achieve enlightenment, avoid thunder tribulations, and ascend to heaven.

This temptation was too insignificant to her, not as tempting as the demon beckoning her. She had no desire to ascend to heaven, she just wanted to hug the demon to sleep.

Nie Yinzhi sneered, trying to get rid of the thoughts that were forced into her mind, but the next moment, her consciousness was separated from her body, and she jumped onto the guardrail uncontrollably, becoming a puppet at the mercy of others.

In the face of absolute authority and power, even her mind could be twisted, her selfishness was taken away bit by bit, and her compassion and justice for all living things were poured into her little heart.

Nie Yinzhi heard the sound of a huge bell for a moment, and she saw some illusions. The four major sects fell apart, countless immortal treasures and secret realms collapsed. In the face of natural disasters, both mortals and monks became ants in the torrent.

This was the consequence of the first violation of the rules of heaven. Heaven gave Nie Yinzhi too many things that she could not understand, forcing her to realize that if she did not jump from here, the world might collapse again.

Nie Yinzhi's vision changed, and she was standing in a garden, which was full of her favorite crabapples. Now the flowering season had passed, and only the huge crabapple tree in the middle of the garden was still in bloom. Under the tree was a spiritual stone, which was replaced every thirty days to keep the crabapple flowers blooming.

There was a swing under the tree, which was Nie Yinzhi's favorite place.

Nie Yinzhi heard Ah Huan's voice and came over here, "I don't know what happened to the young lady. I heard from a stinky sword cultivator guarding here that the young lady left Yunji Sect for a long time. Why didn't she go home?"

"Don't you hate those hypocritical monks in Yunji Sect the most?" Chengbi asked. She walked around the crabapple tree, cut off a few branches that were in full bloom, and put them in the vase that Ah Huan was holding. The two of them walked towards the main courtyard together.

Ah Huan pursed her lips, "I do hate it. They actually used our young lady as a substitute. Is that Xiao Ling worthy of that?" She paused, "But that swordsman knows nothing. I heard that he has been secluded for more than a hundred years and was dragged out to do the job. No wonder he has such a grumpy expression all day long."

Nie Yinzhi burst out laughing. As soon as he saw Ah Huan's expression, he knew that she was in love.

The two of them were completely unaware of her. Chengbi looked back at Ah Huan for a moment and reminded her, "Ah Huan, those monks are guarding here because they want to use the Nie family as bargaining chips to control the young lady. Moreover, there is a difference between immortals and mortals. If you are tempted, you will be the only one who suffers in the end."

Chengbi has always been taciturn and rarely speaks such a long paragraph. Ah Huan was silent for a moment and shouted stubbornly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just went to him to find out about the young lady. A man over a hundred years old can be my wife. "Grandpa, I don't like those who are so old."

The two of them walked to the main courtyard, and then they stopped talking. They trimmed the flower branches and were about to carry them into the house, but someone interrupted them, "What a coincidence, girl, come, give me the flowers."

Nie Yinzhi took two quick steps forward, and when she saw the white hair on the temples of the person who came, she felt sad, "Daddy."

Ah Huan whispered, "Grandpa really knows how to offer flowers to Buddha."

Her father smiled, grabbed the small neck of the vase, snatched the flowers from Ah Huan's hand, and walked quickly inside. Nie Yinzhi also quickly caught up and bumped into her mother who was coming out from behind the curtain.

Mother took a look at Begonia, hugged her in her arms, and pulled Father Nie into the inner room, anxiously asking: "What's the matter? Are those immortals willing to reveal some information? Did Yinyin really enter the Ten Thousand Demons Cave? All the immortal sects are gathered there. Are they going to encircle and suppress her? Can the demon king beside her protect her?"

"Don't worry, as long as these cultivators are here, it means that Yinyin is fine. If one day they withdraw, or... think we are of no use, that would be bad." Her father sighed, "Yinyin is too far away from us." Mother

couldn't stop shedding tears, regretting: "If I had known this would happen, I should have kept her with us. Even if it was short, she would have lived a happy and healthy life. There was no need for her to suffer all this and bear this bad reputation."

"Look, if you go to the garden and pour a bucket of water, you can drown a few ants. Yinyin can become a person who soars into the clouds. Why should we confine her to the mortal world and keep company with us ants who are born and die every day?" Father Nie held her in his arms and comforted her, "Yinyin has her own destiny."

Nie Yin felt very uncomfortable and wanted to squeeze into their arms like she used to. Unfortunately, her parents couldn't see or feel her at all. No matter what she said or did, no one noticed.

The surrounding scene suddenly shook, and the vase on the table fell with a "bang", followed by an earthquake. Her father stumbled out holding her mother. The sky outside seemed to have a big hole in it, the sky collapsed, the four seasons were reversed, and the scorching sun and the blizzard coexisted under the same sky.

The righteous monks guarding the Nie family hurried to rescue people, but were knocked down by the chaotic strong wind in the air. Nie Yinzhi was forced to be torn away from her parents, and her vision kept rising.

In her eyes, the ground cracked, the houses collapsed, and it was not only the Nie family that suffered, but the entire water town was collapsing. The people struggling for survival were buried by bricks and soil. She heard countless people wailing, and heard her parents crying, calling her Yinyin.

- You see, sacrificing you can save so many people, including your relatives and friends.

——Moreover, this is not a sacrifice at all. As long as you complete your mission, you will be able

to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven. ——If everything goes well, it should not be you who should complete this mission. It is you who broke the predetermined fate, sowed the seeds, and reaped the fruits.

These scenes and thoughts poured into Nie Yinzhi's mind wave after wave, forcing her to be unable to think at all. She could only follow the persuasive thoughts in her mind and fall down willingly.

When she fell from the Xuan Tower, she heard Feng Hanxuan's scream. She heard it, but her brain could not process it for a moment and could not react. When she bent her fingers to cut open her wrists, she could not even feel the pain in time.

The beads on her wrist filled with five-colored dew were cut off, and flew out of her hand along with the blood, crashing into a strand of demonic energy.

When Nie Yinzhi was overwhelmed by the swarm of demon cultivators, she was first wrapped in the black and red intertwined demonic energy. Her eyes suddenly went dark, and the shadow of the blood moon wrapped her tightly like a cocoon.

The cold demonic energy squeezed the five-colored dew and entangled her wrist, and was immediately transformed into spiritual energy by her blood and dissipated.

A voice pierced the illusion directly and rang in her spirit altar, "Nie Yinzhi, Ayin, Ayin——"

At first, this voice did not attract Nie Yinzhi's attention. She could not remember who this noisy voice belonged to. Her mind was filled with thoughts of saving all living things. The collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth were because of her, and the flood was also because of her. As long as she died...

the voice that called her "Ayin" affectionately kept ringing. On the one hand, Nie Yinzhi's mind was filled with thoughts urging her to sacrifice herself, and on the other hand, because of this voice, she took advantage of every opportunity to pick up some fragmented memories and thoughts that truly belonged to her.

In the dim room, with the fluttering dark red drapery, Nie Yinzhi was being held and sinking, curled up on him, grabbing the half-unbuttoned clothes on his back, his long black hair was tangled in her fingers, she grabbed too tightly and broke a few strands of hair, the other person whispered in her ear with a nasal voice: "Ayin, be gentle to me."

Who should be gentler!

Gu Jiang shouted for a long time, and finally caught her response, and immediately said: "Ayin, wake up! Don't be led by the nose by this false heaven."

Nie Yinzhi's consciousness suddenly fell silent again.

Gu Jiang was arguing with Tian Dao while calling her tirelessly, "Ayin, wake up, Ayin——"

Nie Yin realized belatedly that she was bleeding all over. She had broken her meridians with her sword energy, and then the cool demonic energy wrapped up with the five-colored dew again, constantly melting and sticking to her to heal the wounds.

Hong Hu was suppressed by the invisible force and could not move at all. In the pure white flames of her spirit platform lay her soul, and the flame core was swaying with a dark red.

Nie Yinzhi heard the voice calling her from the dark red again. With this voice, she struggled out of the idea of ​​"dedicating herself to the devil" for a moment.

Her body also briefly "remembered" those absurd days. The man who was pestering her like a water ghost laughed in her ear: "Ayin, wake up, you should practice."

Practice? She didn't want to practice. Why did she treat him as a furnace? Why did she feel that she was the one being taken, otherwise why was she almost dying on the bed?

Nie Yinzhi's spiritual response this time was more dramatic. Gu Jiang caught her thoughts, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

He tried hard to recall what he had said during the dual cultivation, stimulating Nie Yinzhi's consciousness, "Ayin, you said that you would cherish me."

Nie Yinzhi remembered something. He was burned and it hurt a lot, so she had to do something to divert his attention. The curse mark on her wrist was tied, so she couldn't touch the leaves, she could only touch him.

"Ayin, Ayin, is it here?"

Nie Yinzhi fell into that embarrassing situation again because of this question. She didn't dare to look at it at all. She wrapped herself in the quilt, felt his tentative touch, bit her lip and nodded.

Then she heard a gasp, a little frustrated, "No, it will hurt you, Ayin, turn on the damage transfer."

How to transfer this kind of damage! Nie Yinzhi was embarrassed and annoyed. She wanted to bite him and call him a stupid devil. He was so stupid. There were so many picture books in the small yard. Why didn't he look at them? Didn't he look at the screen when he was bathing?

Did she have to do it herself?

Devil? She remembered who the voice belonged to. Nie Yinzhi's emotions were turbulent, and the voice in her ear became clearer. "Ayin, Nie Yinzhi!"

Nie Yinzhi seemed to be called back to life by this voice, and suddenly woke up from the chaotic state. "Gu Jiang?"

Gu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "Ayin, no matter what you see, don't be misled by it. Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs. In front of the true way of heaven, a person's survival or sacrifice is not that important."

The way of heaven is the law that operates in all things. It does not exist for the sake of the weak, nor for the sake of the strong. As long as it exists, it is reasonable, and there should be no "emotions". But when the way of heaven interfered with Nie Yinzhi's behavior, he felt the emotions of the way of heaven.

No, it should be called a false way of heaven, or something that should be called a "plot".

The author has something to say:

Heaven's Way (plot): I am persuading you to save the common people, and you are reminiscing about it? ?

Yinyin: Feeding the devil with your body, this is also considered as it

*Heaven's way is constant, it does not exist for the weak, nor does it die for the strong-Heaven Theory

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs-Tao Te Ching